lucid

Morning of September 11, 2015. Friday.



The intersection setting has been more recurring of late, though I am not certain as to why. I suppose it could relate to a metaphorical “crossroads” in regard to trying to solve certain mysteries through extensive research and not really making as much progress as I would like (though I have achieved some amazing new breakthroughs). On the other hand, it could simply be an in-dream metaphor for the choice of remaining either at apex lucidity or choosing to become passive. Although this dream is lucid, it becomes quite distorted, as I mostly remain passive in order to observe, especially things like writing, though which I cannot fully read at any point as it is.

My dream seems to start near an unknown intersection, though vaguely reminds me of Stadcor Street (in Australia) as well as King Street (in America). The setting is ambiguous though and seems to be indoors and out on the street at the same time. In fact, I even willfully shift our location a bit so that the “floor” of the setting seems to move out of the range of any potential traffic (though I do not see any vehicles approaching at any point.) I notice that my wife Zsuzsanna, who is seated on her knees, and who seems only slightly puzzled at my manipulation of “sliding” our dream placement, has some sort of computerized display on the “floor”, probably an iPad, though a little bigger. The fairly large writing is in landscape format.

I try to read it and become completely clear and lucid for a short time, though this does not do much good as the writing makes no sense at any point. I notice the phrase “dog mxtre”, which I take to mean “mixture”, though it is mostly random letters and gibberish. There is something like “coup de gras” but mostly the screen is an incoherent mess of nonsensical words. The phrases do change a few times with one or two actual words here and there, but just when I think I am getting something interesting or potentially meaningful, I realize it is solely gibberish.

During this time I find a newspaper article on events in a park that also somehow relate to sexual acts that are not permitted. There seem to be at least a hundred by-laws that specifically limit the nature of sensuality. It seems very clinical and yet senseless, as if society is ruled by a “mechanical” mentality that does not even recognize the nature or pleasures of organic life. One of the phrases relates how the heel of the foot is not to be used for gratification in making contact with the partner’s bottom (regarding the cleft). I do not go on to read much of the rest of the long list.

From here, I seem to be in a room with my wife, though my mother (deceased October 2, 2002) is also present, along with a few other people in the background. The news is on, on television, and I go closer to watch it carefully, though only semi-lucid at this point. The news announcer is making references to how fantastic and amazing the sound of a snow leopard is. He goes on and on as the screen mostly shows the head of the snow leopard in profile, facing to the right. After several minutes, the snow leopard still has not made a sound, though I continue to watch. As the news announcer goes on and on in praise, there is not much movement of the animal. In fact, it looks a bit annoyed by the presence of the television cameras.

Finally though, it makes a roaring sound, still with its head facing to the right of the television screen. However, it does not seem quite real. The news announcer continues to jabber mindlessly. Eventually, the snow leopard seems to speak in a very raspy and breathy voice, “Hank…has not been…ly…ing” (“Hank has not been lying” - in reference to the implied but false “honesty” of the news announcer), which is very low-pitched yet still with a discernible melody. I am aware however, that the video has been edited quite amateurishly to make the mouth seem to move with the words.

My mother rolls her eyes and subtly shakes her head and looks frustrated and somewhat angry over the news announcer’s attempts to trick people with ridiculous manipulated video and audio.

Yet again, my dream renders unlikely things my wife had seen with no possible way of me knowing. In this case, it was two elements; my wife being endangered by a thoughtless driver while walking near an intersection and also, as odd as it sounds, my wife had recently seen something on her own on television about an owner of a gray and white cat (similar colors as a snow leopard) trying to make it look and sound as if it was talking while it was meowing. However, my wife said the commentator in that case made a note that it was obviously fake due to the owner manipulating its sound as the camera held the same orientation as the image in my dream according to my wife. I have never been thoughtless enough to think something like that could be coincidence, especially as it happens continuously and often on higher levels of precision in imagery and events. I continue to remain baffled, not by continuous precognition and remote viewing since earliest memory but how other people do not experience this (or at least claim not to for whatever reason - it just does not add up).

Dream 1:

I was at a party that was being held at an underground restaurant. I’m not sure what was initially being celebrated, but several of my old childhood friends were there, as well as a few family members. Upon entering the restaurant, I was immediately greeted by an overly enthusiastic Tom Cruise Waiter. I started to realize it was a dream at this point. He showed me to my table then threw down a big plate filled with fries. MMMmm I was really excited and I started to just devour them. Each time they would disappear, some waiters would immediately give me another plate. I kept eating until I started to genuinely get tired of eating fries, which is weird for me since I love them. I looked around and saw that there were some people that had fried chicken sandwiches. I asked the waiters for one of those but they flat out refused to give me one! They brought me this delicious cake-like desert. I had to remind myself that all dream food is animal and cruelty free, then I started dig into the cake with my bare hands. I felt like a ravenous animal.

I looked around while eating and it was apparently my birthday party now, and I was the king of these lands. There were also a lot of teen girls dancing in a circle in the center of the room while flashing their boobs.

The party eventually started to die down, guests started to leave, and I was getting bored with eating dream food, so I jumped on top of a table and rode it out of the room as though it were a hoverboard while yelling, “I’m king bitch, I’m king!!!”

I had to fly through a tiny hole in the ground in order to get to the surface, it made me feel a bit claustrophobic but it wasn’t too bad.

When I got above ground I appeared in a beautiful, lush, vivid green field with trees that were covered in so many leaves that I couldn’t even see a speck of bark. I tried to teleport Rick & Morty style by pointing an invisible portal gun at a hedged bush. A transparent green and purple blob shot out of the gun and made a transparent green and purple portal. It was pretty tiny so I tried to run into it head first, but instead of going through a portal I ended up smashing my face into a solid hedge that felt like it was made out of bricks. I rarely feel pain in my lucid dreams but running into that brick bush gave me an awful, splitting headache.

I lost vision and appeared in a new field. There was tall, golden wheat grass all around me and a few oak trees off in the distance. I flew around to try to find a group of people to unleash my wind upon. I found a small encampment of criminals after exploring for a few minutes. I landed in the middle of them and then I almost immediately saw a group of maybe 20 little 10 year old kids marching towards me in a line. They surrounded me in a circle and I began trying to fart. One of them kept punching me in the stomach and pushing me around while the others cheered.

The fart wasn’t happening and I felt like maybe I was going to shit my dream pants instead. So I imagined hearing and feeling a fart instead of trying to force one out, then immediately a massive noise erupted from my butt. The kids froze and became dead silent while they stared at me in absolute horror.

I opened my mouth and said, “It was Meeeeee!!!” but another kid said it at the exact same time. Then the rest of the kids joined in and said that it was them while they laughed hysterically. They started pushing me around, punching me, and throwing rocks at me. Not exactly the reaction I was expecting.
I ran away and then got down on all fours and tried to turn into a dragon. I could feel my back sprout wings and I could feel claws grow from my hands but then I woke up.


Dream 2:

Short lucid dream fragment – I was asking Dreamer to transform me into a dragon. A violent transformation started to happen and parts of my body were bubbling and randomly growing very large or very tiny. I started to grow claws and to get scaly but I woke up pretty quickly.



Dream 3:

I was in a simulator with Dreamer. This simulator was supposed to be a previous memory that belonged to someone from my old high school’s football team. I don’t know what kind of strange technology we were using to explore this memory but I was fascinated at how powerful it was.

The memory, however, was quite sad in content. There were a few cheerleaders that had gotten very drunk with a couple of football players and their coaches. The girls were all stark naked. I admired the details of the simulation and felt my way around the room, amazed at the realism of the experiences.
I found one of my old, male best friends sitting on the floor, submissive, and sucking on an unknown person’s dick that was poking through a wall.
The coaches started to get aggressive, and against the girls’ wishes. They started to walk up behind the girls and rub their dicks against their bums and between their legs. The cheerleaders would push them away, but the coaches would just come back and they started to penetrate the girls. They took them into other rooms and had sex with them.

We could explore the memory and witness things but we couldn’t interact with or influence the memory.
I was showing Dreamer and a couple other DCs that we weren’t actually using our real bodies either by doing a nose plug RC. I suddenly realized that this wasn’t a simulation, but that I was actually dreaming. The simulation started to end and everything began to get dark. I repeated to myself, “I am lucid, I am lucid, I am lucid…” over and over again until the dream re-formed because I was afraid of having a FA and losing lucidity.

I appeared on a gorgeous, white beach. I remembered that I wanted to try some tasks and that I wanted to try to use a mirror to transform. I walked around, looking for a mirror. I saw an old, sand-covered, full-length mirror with a golden-brown, wooden frame. I walked up to it and looked at my reflection. I then imagined my body becoming globe-like and I slowly transformed into a floating, purple planet. I was amazed at how well that worked, so I tried to turn into a dragon after that. While still looking in the mirror, I imagined my body turning into a dragon. I turned green and grew a long tail and wings and looked like a beautiful green dragon! I woke up into a FA before I got to do anything cool.

Dreamer was sitting up in bed next to me typing something on her laptop. I began to write my dreams down, and then I remembered that this is a prime time for losing lucidity. I did a reality check and then I knew! O_O

I stared lovingly at Dreamer and she stared back at me with her adorable green eyes. I ripped off her clothes and her eyes suddenly grew dark, she looked quite grumpy! I tried to focus on the feeling of her personality and her energy, and then I tried to infuse it with the dream character, but it would only work for a second at a time. So I left the grumpy DC alone, closed my eyes, and imagined feeling her presence with me until the dream ended.

I thought I had woken up and that I had been trying to fall back asleep for quite some time. I eventually did a reality check to make sure I wasn’t still dreaming, but I was.

I got out of bed and appeared in a white tiled bathroom. I stared in the mirror and imagined a Rick & Morty portal gun appearing in my hands. Just such a gun grew in my hand from a small point! I pointed it at a wall and pulled the trigger. What came out was the most vivid and non-transparent green blob yet! I was super excited and happy about just how well the Rick & Morty teleportation method had worked this time, but I woke up before I could go through the portal.

There are a series of beautiful houses and construction sites. My dad is doing work on his own house.

I'm a child walking with Wednesday and Pugsley Addams. I forgot my sunglasses, so hold up my hands and say "Accio, glasses."

"That should only work if you say 'sunglasses,'" points out Wednesday.

"I knew what I meant," I shrug.

The cast of the Addams Family now fused with the whole crew of lovingly dysfunctional people who raised me. It's weird.

Now it's the finale of this version of the series, and there's a wooden automaton that accepts that it's "his time." He sits in the mud bath and waits to fall apart.

(Except that this was all part of his plan, and the reason that he has bad eyesight is because his real eyes are hanging from the earrings of the trickster god who has been working "with" the bad guys. He has one last chance to take the band of bloodthirsty pirates out before he moves on to the next world...)

Wednesday and I are adults now, and we're talking about getting married.

I'm in my teenage home. I realize that I'm dreaming, and spend some time looking at how weird some of the angles and perspective are in this dream.

Once again, low lucidity in general. Not great control either... Cool lucid dream, anyway

Lucidity: 5/10
Control: 5/10
Vivacity: 8/10

I'm in a parking lot in a private residence, at the start of a dream. I recognize the dream as it is and I do a quick reality check. I vaguely remember the TotY that's been on my mind lately: the drinking contest. I rub my hands together and my memories start to come back but I'm cut short: Ares, God of War, crashes into the concrete ground a dozen meters away from me. With a large sword, he cuts a road sign as he turns towards me and a few other people. This sword, I understand, can destroy anything; it changes whatever it comes in contact with into ashes. I use telekinesis to push him away, but it does no damage. I run towards the God but when I arrive near him, he has disappeared. I understand that he is trying to end the world.

I notice Ares' sword laying in the grass, near a tree. People are scared to take it so I teleport a few times, small distance by small distance (I just can't seem to teleport all the way there). I pick up the sword by telekinesis, and slash a tree's branch with it. Then, I make the sword spin around in the air and fly it around, cutting through trees and sign posts as I do.

Soon, the dream plot gets the best of me. I'm still lucid, but I believe that the people in the dream are other dreamers and that the end of the world in the dream would be bad for the waking world. So, I decide to stop it. I enter an abandoned-looking house; it looks a lot like my grandparent's house which I used to go to a lot. There on a desk, I find two video game boxes. One is some kind of Naruto game. The other is another Anime-based fighting game which I can't remember exactly. I recall that Ares is a character in a video game that I like IRL. I figure that the one I've met must be inspired from him, so I might be able to discover his weakness if I find the game. I can't remember what game he's in though (It's injustice:gods among us). As I walk down a set of stairs to the basement, I notice that the house isn't as abandoned as I thought it was. In fact, an old lady invites me further in the basement, where her grandson is playing video games. The dude doesn't even notice me. I look around; there are tons and tons of video game boxes stacked around the room. Most of them are anime based. The only IRL anime I recognize, though, is Naruto (1rst part for those who care ).
(...time skip/no recall...)
I'm now in a Coliseum-looking structure. I've made a group of friends, all lucid dreamers except one girl.Dunno what happened there for sure, bad recall.I think Ares appeared again and we just kinda ran around, jumping over fruit displays and stuff.
(...)
I'm in a street from my hometown, with the group of friends I've made. We're preparing for Ares's apparition, once more. I'm debriefing them.
"So, you guys. Ares I going to appear in a bit. You guys can all teleport, right?"
They don't know that we're already in a dream. For some reason, I want to hide this from them until Ares appears.
"Ok well when we'll be in a dream, you guys all teleport away."
I'm assuming that the girl doesn't know how to teleport... Sexist me
"And I'll take you with me," I say to the girl, which I'm now holding in a pretty sexual way for some reason.
We all stop. Someone has appeared in front of us. It's not the God of War, though. This guy is his "lieutenant" or something. He presents to us a big bag of pills of different colors which I've seen before in a NLD. They are supposed to multiply your dream control, but only your specific color will work... the others will "kill" you. The guy explains his malicious plan... He wants to use these pills to beat us.
LOL.
I grab a hand full of those pills. I know from a previous NLD that my color is blue. The lieutenant throws different color pills in my miuth but I spit them out. He tries to stop me but I blast him away with telekinesis. Ares appears but I blast him away too. As I devour more and more pills, the two villains try again and again to get to me, but they are pushed back every time. FA

I am in a room looking around. I See a bed or two. I become lucid and all of a sudden I am in a hallway drawing something on a white piece of paper. I am using a hanging painting as I would usually use a table or hard surface to draw on. I was actually drawing for a short while!

I was on a beach at night. Lucid now. I remember feeling like I was on a rather small island. There was a strange dim light emitting from all around me. I didn't really take notice of that. I remember I felt a menacing presence, like some kind of monster was coming to torment/attack me.

I saw two rabbits come out of the woods. One of them was considerably smaller than the other. It had light brownish fur. There were patches of fur missing and what looked like burns. The larger rabbit was spotted and had its ears clipped clean off and was bleeding from them.

I then swiped my hands across the two rabbits trying to heal them. It didn't work completely. The burns on the small rabbit looked smaller and less severe. The larger rabbit had one of his ears back. It was then that a wite cat came hobbling out of the rainforest. Also injured, it was missing its leg. I then did the same thing to the cat and gave it back its leg. I felt that the monster was getting closer. I could tell the animals were on edge.

I saw the monster emerge from the woods. It had yellow eyes and a sort of horse head, with a mouth that hung open and sharp teeth. I think something on its shoulders was on fire. It had a sort of centaur build, with a humanoid body becoming that of a horse.

I could feel its negative presence was very strong. It was somehow able to re-injure the animals just by emitting some kind of wave of negative energy. I felt the wave too, but it was too weak to affect me. I could also tell that the monster wasn't particularly interested in scaring/hurting me, though it's presence was still frightening. It merely wanted to torment the animals.

I thought about fighting the monster at first, but then remembered my 'scare them off' technique.

Spoiler for Spooky Scary Face:

The monster made a yelping sound and ran back into the woods.

I just scared off my own nightmare. Oh, how the tables have turned... (Though granted, I should have asked it what it represented.)

I looked back at the animals that I was protecting and healed them a second time, at least to the best of my ability. I then decided that I would bring good fortune to them. I reached into my pocked expecting to pull out something useful. I only felt a little peice of paper. When I took it out and unfolded it, I thought it was a one hundred dollar bill. Closer examination revealed that it was a one hundred thousand dollar bill.

I tried to give it to the smaller rabbit, who still had the burns to some degree. It looked at me curiously, as if to say 'How's that supposed to help?'. I figured animals wouldn't have much use for money. So I just tried repeatedly wiping my hand over the rabbit, completely healing it. The dream fades out here.

Once I use a dream power three times, I count it as a persistent dream power. This means that scary face to scare off dcs and avoid conflict is a go.

I was a character in an anime/TV show. It was a school show that took place in a floating school inside the atmosphere of Jupiter. The school was a number of very high tech looking white boxes suspended by some kind of gravity particle technology. They were connected by exterior platforms and there was some kind of field that kept a breathable, non-corrosive atmosphere in the vicinity of the school. The overall look of the location was exceptionally well rendered.

The characters however, looked flat and cartoony. Like poorly animated flash characters superimposed on a realistic and beautiful environment. Many of them had rather bland and forgettable designs or were characters that I recognized from either my own creation or any animated series that I have seen.

For a time, I was one of the characters. I was just walking around quietly. Curiously observing the surroundings. I had some inkling that what I was experiencing was a daydream. I recall seeing that one character was trapped in a small white floating box with a similar aesthetic to the school. I remember thinking that this was some kind of bullying tactic.

I then was booted from controlling myself, and forced to observe in third person. A couple of characters approached mine, asking if he would like to stay after school and help them study. 'I' said no, justifying it with the idea that the other characters were ugly and therefore not worth spending my time with.

My character then left the scene. It then explained these characters had made underwent some kind of change at night. Where the ugly nerd characters would become beautiful and the beautiful characters would become ugly. It had something to do with the machine/box that the one character was sitting in earlier.

The dream had some kind of moral having do to with how you should not judge a book by its cover.

I became lucid at this point and decided that the dream was pointless. This was projected by my character getting a cartoonish rage face and screaming. "Stop making me a character on a TV show!"

I am getting a bit bothered by these 'character in a TV show' dreams. Maybe I should start getting to the bottom of why they keep occurring.

I also recall part of a dream where I was at what felt like my old high school. Only it was spread out across multiple buildings and there were beautiful outdoor areas with gardens and fountains. I was walking with my some random people who I felt were my friends, and talking about lucid dreaming. Naturally, this led me to actually become lucid.

I remember I came outside because I needed to explain something to them. I tried to use dream control to create a world map for some reason, though it failed to alter the environment in any way.

I then remember I started eating a rather large chocolate chip cookie. Though the cookie had a sort of unnatural yellowish color to it. It tasted really good, and I knew it was a dream so I could chow down all I wanted, but for some reason, I started getting a sickly feeling in my stomach anyway. I stopped and pondered what I was doing for a good long time.

Manei approached me, though she had taken the form of a young boy. Not sure if it was on purpose. She asked me what I was going to do now. I threw the cookie into the grass and said that I knew what was important here and now. She started to energy sync with me and I lost the dream.

...

There was a large section on nonlucid dream before this that I have forgotten.

I was again with Manei. This time we are in a bog and there are some other DCs present. Though they are not actively attacking us, they are exceedingly and intentionally annoying. I became lucid and I flew the both of us away.

I flew up over a forested ridge. There was a beautiful and expansive oriental city spread out in that direction. The city had green and gold rooftops with a sort of beige construction. The buildings had a very ubiquitous look to them. Though there was some variation in height, size and shape, they were all so similar in design and none of them had any defining characteristics.

I then made the mistake of asking myself how the heck I was carrying her. Last time I tried to lift off with her on my shoulders I didn't get more than six inches off the ground and flew backwards into a tree. Just as I thought that we started going down. I thought to myself "It's a dream! She doesn't even have any real weight!" but I was plummeting toward the ground anyway. The thought had entered my mind and now it was not going to leave. We fell into a dirt street at speeds that would kill anyone IWL and rolled across the ground. Not a scratch on us, of course.

For some reason this was absolutely hilarious to her and she wouldn't stop laughing. I knew she knew how I let the thought of failure into my mind fully aware of what the end result would be.

"Fine then, maybe you should start flying me around."

She had to ponder that for a second. Apparently this was a new idea to her.

I got up. The dream went in third person for a moment. It had become very foggy and I took note that there was nobody in the city. There was a wind chime hanging from the corner of one of the roofs that made an odd sound.

I got bored and instead began thinking of ways we could travel together. I considered a glider staff, like from Avatar. Or perhaps a hoverboard. Or what about some kind of pocket dimension thing that I could put her inside. Nah. She wouldn't like that...

The dream faded into waking daydreams. I was awake now, but the final portion of the dream continued to play over and over for sometime.

It has two years since my first two lucid dreams. I admit I wasn't trying enough and at some point I forgot the whole thing, but lately I decided to try again. I was trying DILD mainly although DEILD is what worked for me before, but it requires much luck, it is not easy to remember to stay still when you wake up before you make any move. Also I find WBTB difficult, I don't think I can relax enough, so I'm saving this one to later.

Anyway I watched dream signs and I could never commit to doing enough reality checks, but today I finally did it!!!
I'm so excited and I wanna write the whole story but some parts I don't remember accurately.

First, I got sick and took a permission to work from home today, but I still woke up at 8:30 am without an alarm from a non-lucid vivid dream, then I talked to someone at work who is leading the project I'm working in, and he said I don't have to work from home today if I'm sick, so I decided to take a nap and then decide if I will work or not. I woke up from the lucid dream around 11 am, so the nap was around 2 hours long. I mentioned the times because I had my last lucid dream during a morning nap too, so I'm guessing that's something I should try more often at least on weekends.

It was a DILD this time, no SP or any other kind of transitions which is totally new for me since I had SP the first two times.
I was having a normal dream that I don't recall with details now but I think it was kinda scary then somehow ended in a car going to work, and as I mentioned above I'm staying at home today in the real world and I was considering more than just one day working at home, so in the dream I started thinking "Why am I here? I'm not supposed to go to work, I probably should go back." (The reality check I was trying lately but couldn't commit to was the "How did I end up here" one. so I guess it worked ). Then I started to suspect that this wasn't real because I am sure I shouldn't be here. Anyway I arrived there and decided to do a check. I dunno why I didn't try the normal reality checks, but what popped to my mind was to try to test the taxi driver's reaction. My logic was that he normally has to get paid, so if I'm in a dream he probably won't care , so I opened the door, and got out without paying anything, but he got mad! and starting yelling at me. I paid him and somehow I realized I'm dreaming while I'm paying him, probably because I kept thinking "I'm not supposed to be here". I literally threw the money at him after I realized I'm lucid dreaming, and walked away fast.

At that moment I tried to control my excitement since my last lucid dream was so brief because I got so excited and touching the floor couldn't stabilize it back then. I walked to the middle of the street and started spinning (it was the first time I try this technique), it felt so nice and the dream got stabilized. I tried to change the scene with spinning but I saw only slight changes, like colors and so. I was trying to change the scene to something simple I always planned to try, a green big field and a black horse. That didn't work, but I decided to move on and not focus on it so much.

I walked around and ended up in some building. It had my bedroom which I wasn't sleeping in tonight, and many other different rooms that can't be in a house. Anyway I didn't try to control the surroundings, but doors led me to different rooms which I don't remember in detail now like when I wake up from a normal dream. I got in my bedroom which wasn't exactly the same, and decided to ask my subconscious some questions (I made the decision a while ago to try that first since it is easier than changing scenes).

I started with my first question which was something about jobs always getting screwed up for me, something always happens that makes it is too hard to stay. Anyway, my voice at first was low, later I could shout. When I asked the question, I got a cat thrown from the window, it was like an empty stuffed cat and I thought he/she would talk, but he/she did nothing. So, I asked again, and I got a real cat jumping through the window, and he/she talked to me. That was kinda scary at first but I listened. It was a low deep male voice, and the answer was cynical, something about how all people with talents should be screwed like that, but I don't remember the exact words now. The voice was low, and I asked the voice to repeat some parts, and it would only repeat the last part it said, never more.

I left the cat and asked another question which was about a risk I wanted to take. A business to start because that has always been my dream and because I am sick of working for others. This time the answer came through a phone, a traditional one. I didn't dial anything, I just held it, and I don't remember how it ended up in my hand. I got the answer with the same low deep male voice, and again it was cynical about how that would be a risk and if it would fail "that would be it for me" in my career. The same thing happened with repeating parts I didn't hear. I was walking around while talking, and noticed some teens around who were making noise and making it hard to hear, so I yelled at them "quiet", and that's when the voice stopped answering, maybe because I got distracted.

Anyway I got out of the room, and decided to try again to change the scene, but it didn't work and I woke up. I just woke up like from a normal dream, nothing special.

Conclusion and notes for me:

• Morning naps work for me
• How did I end up here reality check might be the best for me.
• I am much better at stabilizing dreams now, and spinning works! I also tried touching my body while spinning.
• I'm not good at control yet, I was in full control of my character in the dream, but not the surroundings or other characters.
• I hardly interacted with dream characters, only the teens I yelled at, and the taxi driver was before I realized I was dreaming. I was too focused on me, and didn't pay attention to other characters. I should try to change that.
• I dunno what the voice I heard was, but if it is my subconscious, it is so cynical and I don't think I want to talk to it again
• I need to read much about creating scenes and practice visualization more.

Went to bed at around 9 pm after reading about Reverse Blinking. I would like to try give it a shot although I am not sure if I understand how to do it correctly but can see some folk get great results.

So laying there after taking some time to relax and I start to blink ( I think this means open my eyes and close them again quickly but in one place I read you have to open your eyes long enough to focus on something ...) my eyes open every 5 seconds or so... it was hard to count for 5 secs at same time but I am hoping it gets more natural next time I went on for quite a while like this and my eyes ,more than anything , started to get very very dry almost painfully dry.

So I decided to stop and relax - HI was strong and I tried to look past it instead of straight on - it goes on for a bit and calms down - I slip into a restful/sleep.

I am suddenly awake within my relaxation in a calm space I recognise ,what I think is Nrem/Delta . I sense a strong profound presence and feel I have been communicating for some time in my sleep unconsciously...
' Who are you?' I ask
' How do you know I am here, most people don't notice me.' The voice says
' I can feel your presence.' I answer
' I am the Universe, I am everything.' The voice tells me
' ................................' I am in silence for a while with the presence - trying to make sense of what was just said to me - I have a wonderful wholeness feeling about me.
I feel my waking life /consciousness coming back to my physical body in bed[/COLOR]. I look at the clock its 10 pm -it feels like I have been sleeping a long time....

I try the RB for a while again and feel myself drift into a relaxed state once again - the presence is there again but not strong

I may have to start my own religion now
It could have been a bit of noise or I don't know what but I put in wrong tag at the bottom - it wasn't a LD I don't think...

Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

Dream 1 - at my ex's house
I was at my ex girlfriends house and her friend was with us too. I remember at some point needing to go to the loo and my ex's friend did too... So for some reason we went at the same time because there are multiple toilets in there (don't know why, it seemed normal in the dream). I started taking a leak while she waited, but she started trying to turn me on . Next thing I know she says "come on, just ask me already..." with a lustful tone in her voice. "I know you want to **** me hard" O_O. Uhhh. As she said this another guy who lived in the house walked in (there seemed to be 3 doorways into this loo, the man came in from a door opposite where we entered). I immediately knew he had heard what she'd said, the look on his face was like "ohhh haha I see what's happening", such a cheeky grin. We kind of act like nothings going on though... Then another guy walks in from the 3rd doorway, directly next to the 2nd one. I asked him to put something in the rubbish for me but he just looks at me, throws it back and says "no". I get all pissed off and follow him as he walks off back through the doorway. When I peer through the door I see a guy sitting on the couch, but it wasn't the right guy... He should have been right in front of me but it just wasn't the right dream character. I clicked and realized it was a dream. I don't recall too well what I did but I remember just walking around and thinking about what to do before eventually just waking up. What a waste.

Edit: I remembered this halfway through the day, but during this dream while I was walking around I saw a bunch of guys working out, which kind of grossed me out O_O I thought to myself "god damn it why couldn't there be hot chicks working out?". I tried to turn this thought into my will, commanding the dream to summon hot chicks instead of buff guys . And that's how I spent my lucid dream.

Dream 2 - Through the mirror to the arcade
I have no clue what I was doing prior to becoming lucid, but I clapped my hands in an attempt to stabilize myself. I turned to face a mirror which didn't have my reflection in it, but instead it had a reflection of another mirror which had another mirror in it and another and another... So on so forth. I wanted to go inside it and see where it would take me. So I clapped my hands together again and as I took them apart I 'grabbed' the air and willed the mirror to expand. I then kind of dived/got sucked into the mirrors portal and everything went black. I was in a dark rectangular pit just falling through space. Eventually I saw stars and the pit opened up. This is where it kind of turned into an arcade game. Things started flying towards me and I dodged them, then they came back and I dodged them again... I think they were pixelated skulls? I suddenly had a knife and had to fight off these giant pterodactyl creatures, they flew at me and I slashed them to bits. At some point I was like "I want to change my character and play the game properly" O_O which made no sense and I kind of just lost lucidity around here. Now I'm in a main menu screen just thinking about the different stats I can have, I go into character selection and look at these different race cars. One of them is like a mouse racer, which is weak but fast (the only one I looked at properly). After this I seem to remember being in an alleyway but I forgot the rest.

Ritual: I went to bed at midnight and found myself quite awake at 5am, so I got up and worked for an hour. On going back to bed, I realized that although I had not intended a WBTB, the conditions were good for LDing. I had to get up at 8, so I didn't want to spend the time on a formal WILD attempt, but I thought about what task I should do if I got lucid. All I could remember of this month's TOTMs were "fart" and "draw," so picked the latter. I decided I would draw a dinosaur, since I never got around to riding one last month.

DILD: I think I was outside my workplace—something I rarely dream of—when I reached down to pick up something off the ground. As I straightened, I realized with clear certainty that I was dreaming. I wasn't sure what had triggered the awareness, so thought it over, but there didn't seem to be any specific anomalies that I had noticed, and I hadn't RC'd either. On this occasion I just felt very naturally aware of the dream state.

I had originally planned to draw a dinosaur and bring it to life for the TOTM, but now I decided to start with something easier. I had been at my HEMA class yesterday, so I decided to draw a sword, then manifest it and do some practice. My initial strategy was to simply draw the sword in my left palm, so that I could manifest it directly in my hand (I am right-handed, so I was using my right hand to draw with). However, the lines changed as soon as I had set them down, turning into a cartoon-like character. I figured fine, I can work with that, it doesn't matter what I manifest... but my intention to transform the drawing into a real being fizzled. Nothing happened except that the drawing changed into a different character, and then faded.

Changing strategy, as I found myself walking next to a building I drew a sword right on the wall. It was a poor drawing, chunky and ill-proportioned, but I figured I could fix it in post-production. I put my hand over where the hilt was drawn, intending to grab the sword as it manifested. Nothing happened. I wondered if it would help to reach into the wall, in case the sword was inside it. I pressed my right hand against the wall, which consisted of a reddish, textured stucco. It resisted at first, but I kept pressing, and eventually it yielded like a crumbly semi-moist clay, and my hand went right through. I closed my hand over an object and pulled it out. Unfortunately it was not the sword I was trying to create, but a comic book.

It occurred to me that I was always trying to make the dream state conform to my will, and I should pay more attention to the things that it offered me unexpectedly, so I took a moment to flip through the comic book as I walked on past the building. The hero of the comic was a young boy, but nothing caught my interest, so I tossed it on the ground. Lucidity got a little weak, and I found myself grilling a piece of chicken for my husband's dinner. The image of the piece of meat on the grill was, in retrospect, an obvious bit of day residue from a Facebook post I had seen last night.

While getting the dinner ready I found myself indoors, where I made a third try at drawing the sword, inscribing an outline on the wall again. Since there was a DC in the room with me, I thought I would be clever and asked him to grab the sword off the wall and give it to me. I figured it would still count for the TOTM as long as the drawing transformed into a three-dimensional object by any means. But he couldn't do it either!

Later I got fed up and just manifested a sword directly into my hand so that I could actually get some practice in. For some reason I found it easy to create a sword in my hand out of nothing, even though I had been unable to do it from the drawings! I went through a few rounds of the "flow" movements I had learned in my HEMA class, but found myself wondering why I was wasting precious dream time practicing something that I could work on just as well in waking life, so I flew off to further explore the dream.

Only then did I notice the beauty of my surroundings. Some dream environments are drab, but this was one of those landscapes that is gorgeous beyond anything you've seen in waking life. Pink-tinged clouds of beautiful hue and texture filled the sky. All around me was water, interspersed with strips of inhabited land, like a strange city straddling the sea. The water was full of beautiful sailing ships of many varieties.

I felt a bit lonely in all this splendor and wished I had a friend to hang out with. Something inspired me to seek "Ozymandias," though the name has little relevance for me (outside being vaguely aquainted with its literary source) and has never come up in a dream before, nor can I trace it to DR. I loudly called "Ozymandias!" but no one appeared. Then I had an intuition that one of the boats was his, a small craft with a complex array of small square black and red sails.

I flew over and landed on the boat, which was not much bigger than a rowboat despite its magnificent sails. There was a tall vertical form in the prow that I had assumed was Ozymandias, only to discover that it was made of wood and evidently served as the steering apparatus. The boat was empty, even though it was not anchored but sailing freely in the harbor. Something caught my eye and I knelt down to find some single earrings and a few tiny beads in the bottom of the boat, as though a woman had been here. Though I retained a degree of lucidity, I found myself being drawn into a dream narrative. I lingered in the boat until it drifted vertically down a tall waterfall, although the movement was gentle and not frightening.

I wanted to figure out why Ozymandias had apparently disappeared from his boat, so I transported myself to an office where I could speak to a harbor official. I told him about the empty boat and the evidence that a woman had been on board.

"The only other person allowed in his boat is Delphine," the clerk informed me. Something made me suspect Delphine was a courtesan, so I asked about the local brothels, and the clerk described two locations.

As I went in search of the brothel I became confused.... now I began to wonder if I was Delphine, that is, if that was the character I was playing in the dream. But if so, why hadn't the clerk recognized me, since he had appeared to be familiar with her? Could it be because I don't currently resemble her, and instead look like my waking self?

Without resolving these doubts, I went to the brothel and asked if they knew what had become of Ozymandias. "We don't give information about our clients," the madam informed me politely.

"He might be dead!" I insisted, explaining my discovery of the empty boat. That persuaded them to give me a piece of paper listing the dates that he had visited. That was as far as I was able to pursue the mystery before I woke up.

I was in an area with other people. There's a haunted house. I think it's some sort of a challenge. The mode feels like Battle Royale. There's a haunted house. We were supposed to go in and last inside or defeat monsters. The first ones to enter soon ran out through various exits. I didn't have the courage to go in.

Then there was one guy who said he wants to go "up" the tower and challenge/defeat/outlast the monster there. I told him to be careful. After a while, I got worried, so I went in. I was afraid. I encountered a zombie-like creature in a hallway/dungeon and ran back out. It was a different place.

It was inside a mall. I felt a surge of energy. I ran forward, evading creatures, and used energy pushed out through my palms and feet to "fly" forward and slightly upward. I felt exhilarated.

I'm a vampire that's hunting vampires.

Sam & Dean Winchester are hunting me.

The woman I killed was a vampire preying on the local townspeople, but you can always trust Hunters to not understand nuance.

Later, I'm using telekinesis on small objects around my grandmother's living room. I'm finding that I can easily lift objects that are within about four feet of me, but to move anything further away, I have to move closer. I find this frustrating, because I know I'm dreaming, and this is all about what I believe I can do.

It's a rubber band bracelet thingy, for gods' sake! This shouldn't be that hard!

This is an old LD that I had around 8-10 months ago. It's still a lucid dream, so I figured I'd add it in now.

I don't quite remember how it began, but the general setting was a dark town set in a old spooky Prague style. It was night time, and the sky held a large moon. It felt so real. I could feel the cold air on my face as soon as I arrived. I could even smell rain. The small town itself was in a circle shape around a circle cobble road, with some sort of mausoleum in the centre. On the outside of the road between the road and the houses, there was a spire fence surrounding it all. I've drawn it below, in case my description is lacking detail:



That's what it all looked like. Nothing much happened, except I saw weird creatures, big and small, walking around and morphing into different shapes and other kinds of creatures. I remember trying to make someone appear to see if maybe they could help, but it wouldn't work.

I'm not sure what to make of that creepy town. It seems important somehow.

Any thoughts on this?

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As the title says, low lucidity. That's part of what made this fun though, weird plots and stuff
I'm noticing that it's becoming easier for me to become lucid, but harder to make these lucid dreams last or to make them more vivid. I think part of it is that I'm almost obsessed with my goals right now, and I get too exited, too soon. Will be working on that

Lucidity: 4/10
Control: 4/10
Vivacity: 6/10

I'm in a new house. The neighbors are quite interesting; the Granny lives with them and plays 1rst person shooters all day, the mother sleeps around and the daughter (who must be about 2 years younger than her parents) accompanies her mother in her "adventures." When I come to visit them, I find the mother alone in the house, I become lucid.I'll let you guess what happens next... until the wife's husband comes into the room. At first I just kind of ignore him but then he throws a punch. I answer with a strike which should have at least broken his nose but he stays still as a tree.
So it's one of those dreams, uh.
I jump back and into the large living room. The man follows me. He must be over two meters tall, now. I try to blast him backwards with telekinesis but I just can't get it. As the man walks closer, towering over me, I remember a "new technique" that I must have used no more than twice before. So I jump back once more and throw some kind of half hook punch in the air, focusing on the man's jaw. I'm delighted to see a gaping, burning crater in the left side of his face. I do the same thing in the right to leave him badly disfigured... but then I notice that the wounds I gave him are starting to become smaller and smaller, until his face is completely back to normal. I try more times but he just keeps healing up. I try telekinesis again but he just won't budge. I think about another "technique" but with the amount of control I have now, I don't even want to give it a try. So, like a beaten dog, I scurry out the window and loose my lucidity.

I have a new car for about a month now. Here is one small lucid fragment from last night:

I am driving in my new car. It is clean and black inside. It smells very nice and I love being in it because it is so comfortable. I drive for no reason with no destination or goal, just for the fun of it, like I did so many times in the past days. The vegetation is rich and intensely green to my right side.

Suddenly there is a car coming from the right. I hit the brakes as hard as I can, because I have to give way for the other car. It is red and has advertising badges all over, also it looks like it has had some accidents before and there are dents on its door.

I suddenly get lucid! Still my foot is on the brake and it takes a long time before it stands still and it makes a very loud noise. I didn't hit the other car but it was very close. I investigate my surroundings, knowing that I am dreaming. Then everything fades and disappears slowly and finally I am left with NOTHING except the knowing that I am dreaming.

So now everything is black and I still know that this is a dream, but somehow there is no content whatsoever. It feels strange and unexpected, a little creepy too. Then the idea pops into my mind that I can just choose to wake up right now if I wanted to or I could keep on dreaming. I know in this moment that I have the complete freedom of choice. I remember that I had planned to have a LD when I went to bed and it worked! So I am excited about being lucid and I choose to keep on dreaming.

Then I hear voices from all sides, getting louder and louder. They become screams of fear and very loud.

I wake up with a very dry mouth. I think it's cool that I could just decide to have a LD that night.