lucid

This dream was actually from a couple of days ago, (Can't quite remember what day.) during the time that I wasn't posting. But I figured that since I had no dream recall this morning since I stayed up a little too late that I would use this time and motivation to post this dream.

I was at a clothing store attending some kind of fashion show. Both men and women were displaying outfits. Sadly they were not particularly dreamlike, entertaining or cool for the most part. Nothing that I recalled.

I then remember this one woman who was showing off a red dress. She was middle aged and not the most attractive, past her prime. I began wishing that she were more attractive, and to my suprise, she started to change to a younger version of herself. She started doing some kind of dance shaking her hips. I wanted her to stop and go away, and she did.

I realized my control over the woman was due to the fact that I was dreaming. The fashion show went away and Manei appeared. She was wearing this cute pink top and asked for my opinion on it.

“I like it. Do you think I could get one in my size and in black?”

*confused look*

The dream shifted to the front driveway of my house. The theme of clothing continued, though. I was offered several choices of outfits. One of them was a blue suit and tie. Pass. Another was a white martial arts uniform. Better. It changes to green. Awesome, but it has all of these patches/awards sewn on it. I couldn’t make them go away.

I changed myself into a black martial arts uniform.

“No, Jade! No more black!”

“But why tho?”

“Black is the color of evil and shadow.”

I spoke back to her in the language of thought. No it is not. I always think of black as infinity. In taekwondo, the black belt represents the infinite universe that is all that is left to be explored. Someone who is of the highest level. And even if I’m not the highest level of lucid dreamer, giving myself a little confidence boost couldn’t hurt…

Besides you agreed we would stop being controlling over one another...

Beware: somewhat mature content below.

Very long NLD in which I hang out with old friends & family for a long time in various places. J is kind of down because she keeps feeling out of place without me because I keep running off to hang with other people. I want to hang out with J, too, but everyone keeps splitting up to different places. At some point I see M and want to hang out with/woo him, but decide against it. This whole thing turns into a party at J's parents' house with all of our family there and all of our friends from that time/place. The back yard is different and doesn't have a pool anymore. There are probably hundreds of people there. I walk around, amazed. I don't recognize probably 80% of the people because everyone invited their own friends, too. People of all ages are there, but not many very old people besides direct family. I run around this scene, inside and outside of the house, for quite a while. Losing and regaining J several times. A lot of this was very vivid, but there's too much to recount and too little time. So eventually, I'm walking up and down this long setup out in the yard. The "setup" is a bunch of garden plots with what looks like corn growing in them in different, weird ways. Jon Stewart is there, walking up and down the line in a grey suit, explaining to everyone how each plot works. I come to find out that these plants are all actually marijuana. I end up right next to Jon as he demonstrates one of the plot setups to me. There's some kind of small, natural stream winding through this one and there's a pipe going over it. All around this are tall corn-like weed plants. Jon tells me that once the plants are established, they build up very thickly around the banks of the water, creating a high-yield situation. He starts ripping plants away to expose very thick, close-together stalks. I'm super impressed by this and I express my admiration. Jon gives a friendly response, but his face belies his general exhaustion and upset-ness at the world's problems. I try to make small talk, but he clams up, so I walk off. I end up far away in a fancy store in the city. I recognize no one and become sad because I've lost J. I'm about to text her when I see her walk in the door with Sh and K. J and I run off alone together, galavanting through the aisles of clothes like fools, freaking out all of the rich ladies that are there shopping. I start chanting, "Fancy, fancy, fancy, fancy!" and J starts chanting along with me. Eventually I leave, alone again. Next thing I remember is watching weird videos online with J and Sh and somebody else. There's some videos of drunk people doing stupid crap, then one comes up of some youngish guys in a weird room all dancing around. They're just wearing cut off shirts and nothing else, but their bottoms are blurred out. The room reminds me of a glorified garage. There's a big table in the middle and cabinets around the sides which have been painted bright green and pink. Somehow I enter into this video and become lucid. I start exploring the house and I talk to some of the guys and wave to the camera that was filming before, making a silly face and wondering if people will see me on the video later lol.. stupid. I make my way to the front of the house and find two ladies cuddled up together in a big bed by the front door. There were kids in some of the rooms, that's important. I talk to them and they seem awesome. One of them disappears almost immediately and I remain talking to the other. I say something to her like, "You got it made, girl! You got [something I can't remember] (we high-five), penis (we high-five harder, laughing), and kids! Kids are cool, right?" We high-five one last time. I know this chick is highly lesbo and was with that other chick, and now she's coming onto me. She walks towards me, pushing me back against a wall. I'm much taller than her and that way I'm looming over her kinda turns me on, too.. I am starting to lose control, so I say to her that I'd love to, but I don't want to lose lucidity before I do any tasks. (Finally thought of them.. jeez) But she doesn't move, only smiles and leans up for a kiss. I lean down a little before stopping myself, but then can't help but grab her butt a little. It's way more realistic than I'd expected and it breaks my brain. I end up dragging her around with me, trying to find a way out of the house, only to find myself trapped and alone again in some dark, cramped hallways.

Remembered another dream from last night as I was surfing Dreamviews. Weird that I didn't remember a lucid at first—I must have had it earlier in the night.

This dream references Sensei's Sexy Comp (tell your friends.)

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I remember that I wanted to try pushing through a solid object. There is a wooden door in front of me, with standard front door patterns routed into the wood—it's something like a grid of 3x2 rectangles. I put out a hand, and feel some resistance, like a rubber bubble. I push through, and for a brief second it's like I have my eyes closed, and I'm through to the other side.

Does that count? I think. I feel like I was supposed to keep my eyes open for this challenge.

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Apparently when I read through Sensei's challenges from the last competition, the idea of phasing through an object stuck in my head, apparently because it's not something that I've done very often. Even in non-lucids, I'll be running away from something and there will always be a door there.

Adventure: 1/10
Control: 7/10
Fear: 1/10

06 Aug

Had an end of the dream back to school dild. We are in school, down the corridors and there is music playing already. I realize this is a dream and remember the music related task of the month. I concentrate on the music, which seems to be coming from everywhere and enjoy it together with the other DCs. The song sounds really familiar at the time, a famous pop song and we all sing the lyrics out loud. I remember having another forgotten ld earlier in the night that involved music too. My body moves by itself and I wake up.

12 Aug

In a room, I look to the sky and remember I can do anything. I initially think of summoning something but then remember the musical task. I decide to pretend that I am playing piano, press my fingers on the desk nearby trying to feel the keys. The keys half materialize and I start to hear a piano melody playing from all around me. The music is really deep and then the piano sound transforms into a church organ with a tune that is fitting the style. It strongly echoes all around. I listen to it some more until the dream fades.

Continuing to enjoy reliving my adventures through a quick glance at pictures. This time, more so than in the past, I am just picturing my favorite LD moments or sometimes the moments where transitions occurred.

8/5/15 Unplanned WBTB after game but saw potential car burglar outside and woke up substantially. Some issues going back to sleep for maybe 15 minutes and at some point I decided to set an intention by about 530am knowing I only have about an hour and a half to get to sleep and slip an LD in. I started with saying the next thing I see I will look at my hands and realize I'm dreaming but quickly changed it to as soon as I enter the dream I will look at my hand and realize. I'm in some apartments like courtyard running out of an apartment. Like I'm rushing somewhere but maybe somebody was chasing me and the edge of the swimming pool I was planning on running on but the edge was less than 1 foot wide for me to run on and the water has flooded over or crested over that side of the pool but I run across it and then I see a strange light skin black guy older man just standing on the other side of the pool...

and immediately realized that I'm dreaming and start flying. I peek into a nearby apartment to see what's going on inside

and I can kind of see a family sitting there on their couch and blinds are mostly closed and at first they can't see me but then one of the females says someone is out there so I go and knock on the door after thinking about phasing through the window but not wanting to lose the scene. They answer the door and I go in and see a good looking daughter

and I think well I'm going to keep this all very good in the schema. I'm here to ask your daughter for her hand in marriage. The mother looks happy and the daughter looks happy I kneel down

and strangely she also kneels down also on one knee and I pronounce ourself married. I say but we have to (consummate the marriage) have sex right now and after some balking from the mom I said no that's what we have to do for this to work and they agree and

Spoiler for sexual content:

I pull down her pants pull down my pants and begin having intercourse there on the kitchen floor

in front of the family (no father seen) this goes on for quite a while and eventually someone else knocks on the door and of course they are aghast at what's going on and I keep going I might have said something to the people that came in it was a black family a black woman and a son and daughter. The kitchen is now fairly crowded.

after a little more sex I wake up smiling ear to ear and noticeably affected. #359


8/2/15 First lucidity recalled in a Las Vegas dream.

We leave from a parking garage, guys in one car and ladies in another. I realize I should have waited for wife so we don't get separated and lost. I turn right and the road quickly turns to a gravel road and I think that's weird...we're are just minutes from a Vegas parking garage and I am hitting a dark gravel road.

I turn around driving back to the garage to see if I can find the car with my wife and at some point we are suddenly walking. Wait a minute, we were just driving...I'm dreaming. We see a police officer and I pat his shoulder and back like we're old pals after considering other actions but I decide I don't want any drama. I fly off and after void I come to a series of scenes in a wide hallway full of girls of all ages. In and out of void and so many sexual experiences! DILD Long, maybe 10 different partners.

At the end of all the sexual encounters I hear a knock, I'm curious but decide not to open it. After some seconds and anticipation the door opens slowly anyway and creepily with light peeking out through the darkness. I either fear a disruption to my lucid dream or maybe I got too creeped out. I use blasts from my hands then a scene destroying 360 sphere of destruction. I somewhat regret not seeing who was coming!

Void. Stay patient and scene forms. I am approaching a futuristic skyscraper.

Huge endless skyscraper flying up, up up and down it. Amazing visual and experience.
#357 & 358



7/31 Searching through an outdoor nighttime scene I recognize the "finding my way" dream sign and realize that I am dreaming and start to fly. Void. Try Dolphin movement to transition from void. Seem to enter next dream non-lucid. SSILD after unplanned WBTB. #356 (no pics used)

7/26/15 See visuals form then darkness. Try to stay patient. Some floating attempts and decide to roll in bed. Some eye squint vibrations to propel myself into full dreamworld. Get view of recliner in room and some difficulty climbing over. Realize I don't have to have trouble and float over and around but heading to door goes black. Stay patient waiting for scene to reform around me deciding to just find Girl Friday wherever I am and not having to leave to search for her. I am calling out for her while looking through the house and find her. I take her into a bedroom and

Spoiler for sexual content:

we both strip down and lay in bed for a long time!! Highlights include intercourse with me asking her if I'm too big for her +dirty talk. She says oh yes your **** is very big. Also her laying with her back on my stomach and I playing with her very realistic ahem. It felt anatomically correct and warm and wet. Playing with her gorgeous breasts.

Just laying in bed and kissing. I end up with a shirt on and avoid taking off my shirt when to avoid visual issues (happened before when pulling shirt off over my head - just rip it off or will it to be gone). Visual issues came up a few times during kissing but were resolved until the last time when I felt myself back in bed. Before that as the time was going and going I started to get sounds of various people outside of the dream room pulling on my lucidity. I told Girl Friday that this is all a dream, mostly to remind myself to not get pulled away by someone "discovering" us but also to keep her DC cooperative and with me.

*In some rural home with a neighbor across the way. Wife or someone is pulling out and I move my soda(cup lid and straw) out of way in driveway. Maybe not far enough so I just move it further then just onto an outside table? Thoughts of ants getting to it. As the car pulls away I hear Girl Friday's voice call out "help" twice

and I realize I'm dreaming again as I get the urge to fly after her. I find real joy in flying here and I realize the beautiful landscape reminds me of parts of (redacted)! Mostly green and lots of wildflowers! I catch up to the car but then it disappears so I fly swiftly over a barbed wire fence and up this beautiful hill. It is so much fun...a lot of my flying of late has been more utilitarian.

Very nice LD after repositioning several times in bed after longer LD and setting intention for Girl Friday to find me whether it is calling for me...pulling me out if bed...just find me again! And she called out for me!! #354-355

Slacking/lazy on vacation

7/14/15 SSILD, FA caught by looking at hands after suspecting. Had trouble focusing on hands but eventually saw 6 fingers but didn't get very far. #353 (no pictures used)

7/5/15 First lucid moment recalled was WILD style with dream forming amongst dreamlet like visuals. I eventually see a version of bedroom and am at the somewhat rare groggy molasses stage where I have to crawl out of bed and down the hall. I'm able to float up over the loft and as I head towards the front door there's a picture frame window that I figure I will phase through but the floating took me just a little too high towards a wall so I decided just to drop down and walk out through the door. There are four doors opening one after the other and the last one has a big foreboding lock on it so I decide instead of messing with it I will just turn the knob now and it will open up and it does. Not long after I get outside the dream fades to void but stay patient and I survived multiple dream fades and just keep on keeping on! Had several scenes with multiple female DC's several times walking up to a pair of youngish females and checking them out and choosing one after first reminding them that they are very much interested in me. (sexual)

Later that morning, got lucid again: I was in a car with a couple of other people and realized I was dreaming and wanted to get the DC's reactions and also to experience what I've done before (making the car fly up into the air). At first it was hard to tell if the car was lifting off the ground but then it started going higher and higher! #350-352



7/2/15 18 year old ghost twin blonde girls. I say "embrace the opportunity to communicate, not fear…how much I've missed them since passing." Someone else in house is causing a disruption and I get the idea to float up and away and when I do I fully realize that I am dreaming. The landscape I am flying over is somewhat cartoonish. I come across a cartoonish devil character, not scary at all, mostly human looking with short horns and in ordinary human clothes. I rub my hands together and remind myself I am dreaming. At some point I drift into a non-lucid scene. (Oh well...no induction at all this night). #349



6/30/15 I catch the nude in public dream sign (myself nude in college leaving class)
(yes it's blurred)
I have "interactions" with all kinds of sexy women, send a boy toy my wife's way and end up with a hot one in a net top. #348

I was thinking about/visualizing a story that I have been working on lately and running through some plot elements. I was thinking about a part where the characters fly to space on a special spaceplane. I then decided that had best wake up, since I have to teach Taekwondo on Wednesdays. I brought myself out of the visualization but felt odd accelerations.

I opened my eyes and saw that I was on the special spaceplane, and we were landing. I did a nose pinch and sure enough I was still dreaming. I sat up in my chair and looked around. I told myself I would regret this at some point, but that It was important that I wake up. All that managed to do at first was make the plane phase away and drop me on the runway.

The runway morphed into a road and became narrower. I was now standing to one side of it, in a wheat feild. Across the road were several large industrial buildings. There was a stand selling bananas on my side of the road. I noted that what few cars there were were driving on the opposite sides of the road that I am used to.

I went over to the guy at the banana stand because he was kind of blurry and I wanted to get a closer look. He turned out to be this huge hulk of a man with a balding head. He smiled and said:

"Im the Supervisor, Can I get a taxi number?"

(A cookie to anyone who can tell me what that DC referencing without having to look it up.)

I saw the word 'Taxi' was printed on the side of one of his bananas.

Second false awakening. This time I was in my backyard. I thought it was waking life for awhile. I looked around and all around me were digital clocks. But of course they all read weird times like 12:338 was one that I remember. This caused me to reality check. I became lucid and realized that this had happened twice now, clearly I wasn't getting out of this dream.

I remember at this point in the dream I looked at my hands. People always talk about how your hands look so weird in dreams. Mine seem to look completely normal most of the time. I look at them. The skin tone is darker than I am used to but they look completely normal. I'm not wearing my bracelets, but I didn't make a note of that. I try to poke my finger through my hand. I'm simply met with the usual resistance and I can't do it. Just like a waking life hand.

I guess I figured there was no point to continue to try to wake up, so I figured I would just see what the dream had to offer. I looked around the backyard. All of the plants/trees were gone. Not just the ones in my yard, but everywhere. Just the grass was left. I looked inside my house through a window and saw that all the furniture was gone.

I tried to fly by jumping off the table on my back patio but I just floated back down to the ground. I also noticed that I could see my reflection in the window of my house. For some reason I had really long hair, like down to my knees long hair.

"Hello?" I yelled and my voice echoed though the neighborhood. I became worried that this would be like one of my early lucid dreams where I was alone somewhere and no dream characters would show up. I was relieved to see. A group of identical people in the distance talking to one another.

Out of the group came Marcus. Except he had a huge distracting beer belly. He walked over and I asked him something. I remember his voice very clearly when he replied but I can't remember anything having to do with what he said. Then Manei appeared as well. She was pulling a wagon and she looked to be about 10. Except she also had a mustache. (Okay, so not her funniest appearance mess-up to date.)

She said she was excited because she was taking to see me a music show. She said something about it being a group from her tribe and their traditional performance. I didn't see any show, but I saw some people putting towels over a fence. I thought this was kind of weird until I figured out that it was a puppet music show. So the people were putting towels over the fence so you wouldn't pay attention to them, only the puppets then they had large puppets, too big for even a hand. They actually turned out to be costumes.

Okay. So what are the towels for? So that the actors have privacy while they change. Pointless since we can see them from where we are sitting; and they're just putting the costumes on over their clothes.

It was at this point that I took into question the reason my usual DCs looked different. In particular, I wanted to know why Manei was so small all of the sudden. I asked her and she replied, but I don't recall what she said.

I then notice that once they put on the costume, their appearance seems to morph some. One of the actors changes into Manei, and the one sitting next to me goes away. Only this version of her is super vivid, and the correct age, except she was wearing beige/brown instead of the usual red, and had two braids. I remember the same kind of thing happened to Marcus only he didn't have a beer gut and he was wearing gray instead of blue. I remember both of these DCs really seemed to 'pop' from the dreamworld.

Then, I felt myself getting pulled twoard the third actor. My 'soul' was forcibly pulled from my body, but I just let it happen, curious as to what would happen when I was absorbed by the costumed actor. I was then distracted when I noticed there was a fourth actor. But he/she wasn't turning into anybody.

A computer error appeared.

"Compatibility Error.
Dream [1] character has incompatible drivers.
Dream [4] character not found.

Would you like to exit the dream or check online for a solution?"

I lost the dream and woke up laughing.

I was non lucid in a supermarket and the cashier woman mentioned something about an item not being able to go through. Than another lady came and tried to help but than I noticed something strange happening to either the lady or the item. Anyways after that something reminded me of Dawn. Than he came and the place changed into a beach. We started swimming and with a small yellow boat rower. Apparently, our boat was floating under the water. We were laughing and having fun going to the shore of the beach. When we got to the shore though we decided to go back into the water and started swimming. We ended up in a facility though and something popped from the ground. Like the floor had a heart that was racing. I told myself that I needed to remain calm and looked at Dawn who than came to me. He lay on the ground next to me and I looked at his face. It had black text and drawing on it. I wanted to read it but than he picked up his face and disappeared.

Than out of no where a black talking cat with a black top hat appeared and took out a metal like curtain holder. Than held it up at me saying It was going to hurt my heart. I told it no than a cage appeared like a bird cage. The cat tried to get me in than got me stuck on something. It than poked a black metal curtain holder at me and said he was gonna hurt me. But I remained calm and took the holders from him. The cat even appeared in a box and taunted me but I took him out and threw him. Than I was fine and woke up.

Sunday Morning - just had 2 LD'S
Lay back down after about 45 mins wbtb at about 6.20 - First of all after some time of relaxing and being aware - I probably should note I was changing my mantra from time to time from what ever suited to whatever suited next like ; " I deffinatelly am Lucid in a field" ..." I Lucid dream now I know I am dreaming " ..." I am an exellent Lucid dreamer and am having an epic LD tonight" - That sort of thing

I think I managed to keep the thread of mantra better than I have for a while;

Also I remember saying to myself as I was preparing for the Wild " be calm- ur Lucid dreaming"

" Be calm - be lucid "

( Also During the wbtb I was very sleepy but mind was clear - although I had eyes closed I keep clearly imagining myself getting Lucid and " intending "

again and again that in my next dream I will recognise , " I leave my body easily" " I lucid dream I lucid dream "

I will deffo remember to recognise!
I think this helped a lot! )

Then I got some serious vibrations - very loud - like an aeroplane taking off so intense... I tried to sit up out of my body but wasn't sure what had happened as I felt heavy and wasn't sure if my physical had moved and my head banged ...as well so didn't open my eyes Incase I ruin the attempt... Was laying in bed but then suddenly in the dream soon after ,I think! I think I fell asleep into the dream after staying very very still. = Deild

I realised I was Lucid and first started crawling trying to get to grips with my dream body - I felt myself going threw the wall and a window - heading for the outside but knowing I was going to simply " take everything in that was around me" as I had this a s a goal in my day work . It was a beautiful dark evening - as I flew gently over head there were so many ordinary but,to me, wonderful looking scenes to take in ; people going about there daily life here and there on a beach promenade- I was captivated by the clarity and beauty of everything I saw.

I knew I wanted to do somethig tho and as I looked at the flat calm ocean stretching out I thought I might try walking on water
Then I remember the totm -
- The task I have had in mind I remembered - the black hole ! So I shot up into the night sky knowing I was coming head to head with a black hole! There it was zooming towards me and the closer it got the more I felt magnetised and pulled towards it- I was flying threw and it reminded me of the worm hole images on to - a long deep black tunnel - I woke up soon after

I lay very very still again in bed for a while... Deild again
I wa in a street watching children playing and was semi lucid watching children play in the busy car filled street on "tram lines ... So deep " I worried for them, Ian was there as a boy, happy.

I got properly Lucid when I realised I was with someone- very close - " we are dreaming " I said to my partner - it was not a sexual feeling between us but a feeling of utter inseparability, very alive but comfortable with no particular issues ... As if we were blended but still 2 , hard to explain - very healing.
" let's go threw this door together - I know what's on the other side as I come here a lot in my dreams it's my favourite place" We went threw the door into a continental looking cafe, a gentle music played in the back ground
Some people sat quite far away at the end of a counter, I saw a girl behind the counter and I said " hello Sheila " she nodded back as if she knew me

My friend and I danced together close - having fun and dancing as if our beings could be one - A healing experience.

Went lucid, though I don't remember how. I was out in a greenway-type path with trees around me, and I was super happy because I wasn't stuck in the damn locked house for once. I attempted to fly by jumping up into the air, but only managed to jump super high and then fall back down to the ground. I was pretty upset, but then I remembered something Seru told me in a past dream, how I should aim for a landmark in the distance and focus on getting there rather than the act of flying itself. He says when flying with ki, you don't focus on the act of flying itself, just your intention and your heading. Sooo... I looked off in the distance at a tree and decided I wanted to go there, jumped up and flew off towards it. Slowly at first, but then I was able to speed up and I was moving crazy fast. Then the dream started to fade out and I wound up back in my body.

After that I lay still and attempted to re-enter the dream, like during my last lucid, and I was successful. This time I was standing on a sidewalk, and there was a tall brick wall on my right with vines on it. I walked down the sidewalk, running my hands along the brick to help stabilize the dream. The sidewalk kept going out into a field, and off to my left I saw many people that were kind of phasing in and out. I was looking for my dear ol' dream guide. I stopped walking because I heard "Fly Me to the Moon" playing from up above, and then I saw Frank Sinatra fade in before my eyes and walk up to me. But when I saw him, I knew. It was my dream guide, and he was Frank Sinatra for some weird reason. I asked him and he gave me that little knowing smile of his, the one he has on his original form. I knew it was because of the significance of that song from real life. He pointed off into the distance down the sidewalk, which was now running down the middle of an open field, and told me to fly off in that direction. I was reluctant at first because of the flying thing, but he was using that god-mode dream control of his and sent me flying. I flew a little bit above the sidewalk, enjoying the wind on my face, not really sure where I was headed, just going wherever he sent me flying off to. Music started to play as I flew, music I've never heard, like my mind was making it up. It was a very beautiful song, some pop-style song about a heartbeat. I remember being annoyed that I wouldn't remember the song once I woke up. As I kept flying, some military-style buildings showed up on my left. They were like military museums like the kind you see on army bases, with the old cannons and missiles and tanks sitting around out front on display. I landed right near them, and just kind of looked around, wondering where I was and if I was on an army base I used to live at. There on the sidewalk in front of me was Seru who was currently not Frank Sinatra, and he had his arms crossed and thought everything was just soooooo funny. I was all "Hey, you're just sending me around randomly!" and he was just like "I 'guided' you, didn't I?" What a dick. But I did get to fly around a bunch, and I wasn't stuck in the house, so maybe it was a good thing? He was helping me with my flying, too... so okay maybe he wasn't being a dick. It still felt like he was messing with my head though.

REX Goes Missing
Im walking my dog REX in my estate. I take my eye off REX for a min and lose him. I start to panic as I know he won't here my calls or whistles due to being def. I think I have a moment where I think I may be dreaming, and decide to wake up to check. I'm laying in bed and realize it's just a dream. I quickly close my eyes and perform a DIELD. I wait for a scene of my room, which comes pretty quickly. I get up and head outside. I feel like going for a drive, so I choose from a few cars. My eye catches the blue viper, which looks pretty tiny. Almost like a kids car. It's parked next to my house steps, which makes it a little hard to get into. I find the door and slide in. I check a few common spots for keys when no luck. The car rolls down the drive way, onto the footpath. I see some teenagers walk passed. I try the ignition, which seems to have something i can turn over to start, but it doesn't work.

I lose my lucidity as I'm back inside the house. Rob and Bro are in the kitchen. Rob offers me some small candy looking things. He says that they are capsicum candy. I try them and they don't taste like candy.

I'm sitting in Robs lounge room with Cuzzo. He's just cooked some rissoles and REX goes over to him straight away, hoping to get a feed. I try to pull REX away but I only make a little effort to. Cuzzo pushes REX out of the way instead. I walk into the Kitchen and see that there's rissoles on the bench. I go over and try one, it's bland but I'm easy and enjoy it either way. Bro asks how the rissoles are, and I tell him they're alright. I wasn't sure if I tried his or cuzzo's.

I wake up again and perform another DEILD which is successful. I'm only in the dream for a few moments before I wake up. I keep chaining the lucids together at this point. At one stage I'm using a phone in my dream bed to check when the picture is clear enough to get out of bed. I see someones eye on the phone camera. It looks like we're both trying the same thing. I get out of bed lucid again. This time I intend to find a women. I expect to see one in the laundry. It's dark and not the best to see. As I walk into laundry, I feel something I brushed passed, which scares me a little, which wakes me up. I try another DIELD which fails.

Dream Fragment
I'm playing COC and I notice that a pine tree has been placed almost in the same place as Christmas tree. I almost removed Christmas tree without knowing. This happened with 2 Christmas trees.

Ritual: It's been over a month since I've done any deliberate dream practice, due to a combination of low motivation and being really busy in WL, so this morning I woke up early to feed the cats and decided to turn it into a WBTB. To reinforce my intention, I took a very small amount (2mg) of galantamine, backed up with alpha-gpc and l-theanine. I lay on my back and tried to concentrate on my intention to get lucid, but my focus was almost completely lacking, and eventually I dozed off only to be startled awake by my own snoring. I turned on my side and fell asleep without any further efforts.

I am in a store that specializes in custom-made, artisanal candy and chocolates. There is a table covered with samples, and I am surprised to see one set labeled with the names of my dad and a cousin, apparently commissioned by them for some event. It consists of three types of chocolate meant to be dipped into three different flavored creams. I want to try all three, but there is only one sample of each flavor and I am competing for them with other customers, so I miss out on one or two.

My disappointment is eased when the lady proprietor brings out more samples, but these turn out to be biscuits and candy, rather than the chocolates on the first table. Still, they are very appealing in all their colors and textures, and I am standing over the table unapologetically sampling one thing after another when I feel a strange tremor in the floor. The motion becomes more intense, and the other customers start to panic because they think it is an earthquake, but I recognize that it is a different kind of motion. It doesn't feel like the ground is shaking under the building, but rather like the building itself is sliding over the ground, which is of course impossible, unless...

"Don't worry, everybody!" I say authoritatively. "This is a dream." I open the front door to see if I was right about the movement, and sure enough, the whole building is sliding sideways through a forest at great speed. While I wait for our journey to end, I continue munching confections: I was particularly enjoying one fennel-flavored cookie shaped like twining leaves and tinted delicately green. Recalling that I was planning to resume my diet tomorrow in waking life, I figured I should take advantage of this opportunity to stuff my face with calorie-free dream food!

The building eventually came to a halt, and I went outside to explore the new environment. I recall it was now an urban area, but some of the transitional details are vague. Somehow I met up with my husband and another guy, no one I recognized, and we drove through the city in a really nice convertible sportscar (modeled on the picture of the BMW i8 he showed me last night in WL). I think we were going to see a movie but maybe it wasn't showing (I don't remember watching one) so we went back out to get the car. It was parked some distance away, so to retrieve it faster, I concentrated on making it drive itself back to us, and to speed things up even more, I had it fly through the air.

"Thank you, robot valet," I said, as the car gently landed in front of us at the curb. My husband got in the driver's seat, and I got into the back again, but when the DC squeezed into some weird sidecar niche, I climbed over to take the passenger seat. For some reason the car had a British layout, so the driver sat on the right with the passenger seat to the left.

Since I had demonstrated that the car could fly, we took off directly into the air to avoid street traffic. However, our flight path didn't feel stable: we were getting buffeted in strange ways. I pointed out that while this car was incredibly aerodynamic on the ground, it was not designed for flying: a sturdy little pod would be better for this purpose. We dropped back down to the pavement and now the car performed beautifully, hugging the ground with impressive traction even though the streets were wet, and roaring forward at incredible speed.

"Where are we going?" I asked. Even though I wasn't in the driver's seat, as the dreamer I felt like I was actually the one steering. My husband said he wanted to pick up some things from the Hall of Records, and helped me locate the building. Inside, it turned out he was retrieving some parcels that had been mailed to him. He mentioned that one package was three days late, because the sender had needed to mail out a movie script first. "Why didn't he just bring them both to the post office at the same time?" I asked, to which there was no satisfactory answer. The parcels contained research materials, and now that my husband had them in hand, he wanted to do some work. "Okay, you work," I said. "I need to go do something."

I had remained partly lucid the whole time, but I had been enjoying the dream enough to let the narrative play out. Now that things were wrapping up, I remembered that I had planned to catch a fish for the TOTMs. I went around behind the building and conveniently found a stream flowing by. The water was shallow and crystal clear, so I peered in to see if I could spot any fish. What I actually saw swimming underwater were... kittens!

"Actually this will make things easier," I reflected. Now I wouldn't need to bother with a fishing rod, hook, and bait. Kittens were much easier to catch! I dangled a length of ribbon over the water until a kitten surfaced and started batting at it, then lured it closer to me until I could scoop it right up in my arms. I concluded that the creature I had caught was a "catbird fish" (I'm not sure why it wasn't just a "catfish," but this was the term that seemed right at the time) and knew I should examine it closely so that I could write a clear description in my report.

Once I was holding the animal, it was no longer the size of a tiny kitten but had swelled into a plump armful. It was no longer quite cat-shaped, either: now looked more like a stuffed animal with the bodily proportions of a totoro: big rounded torso and very short arms and legs. Although my "catbird fish" didn't physically resemble a fish, I sensed that there was something fishlike about its bones, even if I couldn't see them.

I studied the head first, which was still cartoonishly cat-like overall, but with significant differences. The mouth was very unusual: more narrow and vertical than that of a real cat, almost beaklike the way it protruded, but with large exposed teeth. There were two large incisors on the top and bottom, but both sets of incisors were adjacent to one another in the center, more like those of a rat than a cat, but wider and flatter.

After studying the mouth closely, I looked back up and saw that the round, wideset eyes were now completely white. I recalled noticing normal pupils before and wondered if they were rolled back in the head. Just when I was thinking that the creature was starting to look a bit scary, with its weird mouth and whitened eyes, suddenly it spoke up in a very friendly voice: "Hello!" I responded in kind, smiled at it, and continued my examination.

It had the fur of a cat, brown tabby stripes with patches of white here and there: a white triangle on the throat and chest, a little white on the belly, and white gloves. I checked and determined that all four paws were white. After looking over the creature thoroughly, I returned the "catbird fish" to the stream.

The environment had shifted around me: the stream was no longer outside, but occupied a room in a building that had put together exhibits pertaining to different countries. I wondered which country had supplied my "catbird fish," and looked around until I saw the words "This is Canada," inscribed under the surface of the stream. I wondered what other countries were being exhibited—somehow I knew there were supposed to be five of them—and if I could find any rooms with bodies of water suitable for fishing. It would be cool to catch dream fish from several different countries!

I wandered around the building looking for the other exhibits, but to my disappointment, all the others were closed. I went to the front desk to ask about this, and became even more incensed when I noticed a sign informing me that the price of admission was $898.99. I complained angrily to the desk clerk: how could they justify charging so much when only one of the five exhibits was even open?! He simply pointed me to a second sign, which listed a complicated set of refunds that reduced the price of admission to only $1.25.

"Oh, alright then." I figured $1.25 was a reasonable fee for the one exhibit I had seen, and was willing to pay. I had a bunch of change in my left hand, and started trying to count out five quarters into my right palm. The first few attempts inexplicably failed due to the shifting numbers and appearances of the coins. "This is really hard to do in a dream," I commented, and wondered if it would be easier if, instead of trying to shift the correct number of coins from left hand to right, I put them directly down on the desk as I counted.

I started making a little pile of quarters, but had only counted out two before coins that had initially resembled quarters turned out to be square when I set them down, and I had to start a separate pile for them. The third round, quarter-sized coin that I managed to produce had a square hole in the center like those old Chinese coins, and the fourth one had three triangular holes, but by this point I realized that this would never get done if I was too much of a perfectionist. All I needed was one more vaguely quarter-shaped coin to complete my stack of five, but suddenly all the ones still in my hand appeared to be the wrong shape and size. I picked something arbitrarily to finish the stack. I was well aware of the irony of going to so much effort to pay for something in a dream, but since it was so unexpectedly challenging, I felt that it would be a good exercise to try to see it through!

This was one of those lucid dreams where I wasn't even trying to get lucid. In fact, I didn't even think I had a chance of getting lucid last night. I've been focused on things besides lucid dreaming this past week or so.

I've actually had quite a few other lucid dreams. Most of them were pretty short become-lucid-and-wake-ups. Another one involved me getting angry and freaking out, and I don't really feel like sharing that one. In yet another, Manei told me some secrets about lucid dreaming, but asked me not to tell it to other people.

I remember a dream involving a battle between what was cuter, kittens or puppies. A kitten and a puppy were fighting in this big factory with dangerous moving machinery and kept pushing one another into it. But whenever the kitten or the puppy fell in and should have died, they just exploded into confetti, then re-appeared somewhere else.

...

Anyways, I was in this small village with a few, tall, large buildings around. The architecture reminded me of what you might find in southern Europe. I saw there was a train track crossing with two trains at the end of it. Both of the trains were silver-ish, but had faces like Thomas the Tank Engine characters.

I remember they were different sizes. There was a normal sized one, then a really small one, on tracks a little more than a foot wide.

"Daddy, when I grow up, I want to be a great oneironaut like him!" said the little train engine.

"Okay, but you have to work hard at it every night." said the big train engine.

The train engine's mention of lucid dreaming made me reality check. Okay. I'm dreaming. I made my way down into the plaza area of town. I saw a music stage but it was empty. The concert would be on later.

Though when I saw the stage, I for some reason thought of the white cat that hugged my face in a previous dream. This caused the cat to appear onstage and walk toward me. It followed me into one of the buildings that turned out to be a bar/club.

"Kuansen Axio Sosumble, Por favor." (Now I'm mixing Spanish and dreamspeak...)

...

"Manei, Kuansen-"

"Over here."

Now for some reason she was dressed like Raven from Teen Titans, though she didn't look like a cartoon. She has everything. Blue eyes. Gray skin. Even blue hair that looked kind of fake. Come to think of it the whole outfit kind of looked like mid-level cosplay.

"Why are you dressed like my middle school cartoon character crush? And if you were gonna go for a teen titan, why not Starfire? She would suit you so much better."

"Because I am worried. Do you see that guy over there in the sweater?" (She gestures over to a group of punk/gang looking people, all of whom are wearing really ugly sweaters.)

"That one in the beige" I ask having no idea who she is referring to out of the group.

"No the big black guy." She points to a simply giant (both vertically and horizontally) black guy with a beard who is sitting in the corner with a bunch of beers. "He has had five beers and I'm worried about him."

We start to walk over. I tell her that it would probably take alot more than five beers to get a guy that big even a little tipsy.

"Hey, uh excuse me. My dream guide says you need to stop drinking."

Gigantic burly guy stands up and unleashes a bellowing laugh. The other punks surround me and corner me. The guy tries to punch me. I grab his hand. He winds up and tries to punch me in the stomach with his other hand. I feel nothing more than a light touch, though he looked to be in pain, like he just punched a wall.

Them abs are made of steel yo.

He looks confused. Stressed. I pinched him on the shoulder. He drops to the floor unconscious. All of the other sweater punks who were cheering a second ago now just look confused.

"Hmm... Well all you other punks had better start running away screaming."

All of the other guys run out of the bar in a panic/frenzy. I lost the dream and woke up.

Night 1:

#461 - WILD - 3:00AM

Because it took two hours to set things up, I was extra tired going to sleep at midnight. Or I thought I was, I was having a very uncomfortable time with the EEG net and was in and out of light sleep with long bouts of wakefulness. I realized part of my issue was not having the sound of a box fan to lull me to sleep so I spent a ton of time meditating.

I finally manage to watch dreamlets form until I hear a loud voice say, "I still remember the smell of her fried chicken." I was curious if the voice was talking about the lab technician, but then, I remember. I latch on to the feeling of being in the dream and try to move my arms. I feel mild vibrations and slight resistance as I sit up. I float up into darkness. I become excited and remember to give the left-right-left-right eye signals. I spend the next few moments in the void trying various things to get some traction. I have the sensation of physically opening my eyes and I see some light on part of the wall. I worry that this is the actual room (it wasn't) so I quickly close my eyes. My thoughts cause me to wake up.

Night 2:

#462 - WILD - 6:00AM

We got set up early and I lay down around 10PM. I felt much more comfortable and tired this time, but my dreams where hard to recall and I had no lucids to report. I decide to pretty much skip my 3:30AM WBTB and I wake about 4:22AM. I have to be disconnected so that I can use the restroom, so all of this woke me up enough that I spent what felt like most of the next hour being very awake. I used this time to meditate into the dream almost exactly like the night before but this time it gave the *indescribable feeling* like before and I have to roll to my left to make it pass.


Later, I come to some awareness and feeling of being in the bardo. I float up and quickly give the left-right-left-right signal, but I am not sure if I am actually in REM yet or not because it's all dark. I decided this time to go ahead and open eyes. It felt vivid and I was worried that it was my physical eyes. I was happy to see the room was well lit and very different then my actual location. I also note that when I focus on it, I can also feel my physical eye closed tight. I go ahead and give the eye signal once more for good measure.

I leave the room and find myself upstairs in my parents old house. I see my mom down stairs and glide to her. In a weird, Norman-Bates-tone I ask, "What are you doing mother?"
She doesn't say anything, but her body becomes gaunt and rotten. Her right arm is now missing with splintered bone protruding from the stub at her shoulder. She looks up at me hungrily with red rimmed eyes and dark circles under. She has a look of hunger as she stared at me with her head hung low. I am taken aback, but only slightly frightened. I decide not to accept this and dismiss it. No.

The scene resets and I am now standing with her in the Main Room. My mom has returned to normal, so I hug her to put emphasis on the restoration. I say something to her about all of this just being a dream and how everything is OK. I feel excited and overjoyed to be lucid and having completing my goal. I think of waking up, but I remember that I was supposed to stay in dream for a few minutes if I could. I am not sure of the time, but know it hasn't been long at all I turn to go out the back of the house, but all of this, thinking about waking up, actually wakes me up.

Continuing to play catch-up by focusing on my favorites and just brief descriptions of the others.
(Posting pictures first then will come back to finish)

In the last lucid I thought to myself "This is the 4th LD tonight, amazing!" one LD was with son's girlfriend. 1st LD was in the one in the large stately interior floating around

and finding the beautiful and perfect bodied brunette hesitant at first.

After that short hesitation we make out and have sex, particularly intrigued with how realistic and amazing her butt felt. The last LD was probably an FA as I was laying and see my son naked and did an RC where my hands look normal the first two or three glances and finally I was able to get the visual of an extra finger!

from there I float up drop my shorts and fly saying to myself well that definitely confirms that I'm dreaming! I fly around a bright sunny beautiful green landscape with some buildings intermixed

and I play around with the idea a body part is swinging around to knock down things on the ground! I see this one building with huge video screens and one has a beautiful Asian model and another has a some ethnic dancer maybe Latin and sexy.

I swoop around planning to fly into one of the scenes but am forced just above the screen so I swoop back around landing on the ground and walk into the screen with confidence. I end up in a scene outside of a club or bar that has a small concert but different people playing instruments

and a group sitting up against the wall one of them is a younger woman that looks cute. I go into the place and I remember to rub my hands together and I also clap kind of loud, interesting. I walk around looking for a cute girl and I come across this blonde and we start talking and I said hello are you Danish and she says no I am Russian I was just looking at this Danish poster. we start kissing and her breath is a little bit strange maybe like she's a smoker. that goes away and we get kinky there in front of everyone!

Counted this series of LD's as #344-347.

6/24/15 On a long free fall from a water slide tube ride, expecting to get knocked out, I land softly and look back and up and see others on the ride and ending by flying down on parachutes when I think to myself this has to be a dream. I look at my hands to confirm. I don't get very far before waking to my alarm. #343

6/21/15 naked with wife; later hear what sounds like small explosion in kitchen, cabinets and pipes busted, water leaking onto floor thinking "please let this be a dream!" I think this is the first time thinking such a thought in such a worried state. Look at hands to confirm. I find Girl Friday and you know the rest! #341-342

Can't edit to add tags…saves time I guess.

So first, I dreamed my cousin, her friends and I were at a toy store when we were younger. Apparently, in the dream, my aunt (who lives in Hawaii) was living in our neighborhood. I asked her if she wanted to come along to the store. She says "Sorry, I can't be in this dream, I'm busy." For some reason, I didn't realize I was in a dream, even after she said that! So we went to the toy store. Stuff happened, Blah blah, and I woke up to sleep paralysis. I think. Or a false awakening, in a drem... But everything was so in detail, but blurry. I saw one of those things that hangs up pictures. I thought it was a little hole. Anyway, I couldn't see my hands, because I couldn't move. But I felt like I could move my hands. So I did a couple of reality checks. I tried to push my finger through my other palm, and it felt like it worked, But I wasn't sure. So I closed my eyes, plugged my nose (or felt like my hands were plugging my nose) And closed my mouth. Apparently I could breathe, and I tried to move my head. I sorta figured out how, for some reason a voice in my head said to "Imagine my head is a disc, and a DJ is moving it". I tried it, and I guess it worked! I turned into a dog, and my sister into a cat, and I don't remember what happened. Then, I turned into a Zayn Malik- looking guy, and after that, I lost lucidity.-