lucid

Had a rough night last night, and woke up at 5am unable to go back to sleep. I stayed up until about 6:30 browsing the forum and such, and then tried again to sleep.

My mom comes in and wakes me up. I get up and out of bed, when I realize I'm in my bedroom at my old house. I instantly know this is wrong and become lucid. I literally have nothing planned for this lucid (because I'm an idiot), so I figure I'd try once more to get in contact with Vi, who has been eluding me for quite some time now. Much like my last lucid, I pull out my phone and put it directly to my ear. "Vi, are you there?" No response. I look at my phone, and it's still on the home screen. Looks like I have to actually call her now. But I don't know her number, she doesn't even have one. Oh wait, there's an easy way to do this.

"OK Google, call Vi."
"Calling Vi..."
Ah, the power of technology.

I put the phone up to my ear and hear it ringing. I guess I should probably find a way out of here while I'm waiting. I walk up to the window and try to phase through it, but I can't quite will myself to get through it. I try pushing my face up against the glass, hoping to pop out on the other side. After a while of this not working, I realize how silly this must look. Oh man, what will the neighbors think. I back up and try a more forceful approach. I slam my elbow through the window, shattering it into a million pieces. I squeeze myself through the open space and make it to my front yard. I put the phone back up to my ear. “Please leave a message for…” Aw come on…

I take a look around. The neighborhood has a very dark and sinister vibe surrounding it. The sky is kind of a reddish-black. Weird, it wasn’t like that when I got out here. Just then, a zombie comes around the corner of a house and runs towards me. His walk and general appearance look strange, like he’s a Lego minifig or something. I punch the zombie in the chest, and he flies backward, exploding into his different Lego pieces. After a few seconds, the pieces start to rattle, and then come back together. The zombie then gets up and charges again, and I knock him down again. This continues a couple times, and I eventually tire of it. I pull out a baseball bat and smack the zombie into the ground. The impact actually shatters the concrete under the zombie, and knocks his skin off, turning him into a skeleton that looks definitely Lego-like.



Of course, this still isn’t enough to kill him, and he comes together and charges at me again. I’m sick and tired of this stupid game, so I take off and float away. I don’t have much control, as I’m just basically floating upwards letting the wind carry me. However, this does give me a nice view of the city, which is in a complete state of disrepair. I float by a few windows and see families barricaded in their houses with assault rifles to protect them from zombie invasions. Even tall office buildings have been converted to safehouses from the zombies.



The scene quickly changes. I’m now in what looks like a very large convenience store. I look down to see I’m in some kind of gorilla suit, except the hair is white and the skin is blue (in retrospect, it was more like a yeti suit). The suit unleashes some kind of primal rage inside of me, and I feel the need to destroy everything. I start out by flipping a few tables, but then slowly escalate to pushing over shelves, throwing coolers, and even body slamming a couple displays. Luckily no one is there to get hurt, but I honestly have a fun time destroying everything in sight. I also admire how realistic the physics seem, as everything seems to shatter exactly as they should.

I’m now in another new scene, unloading groceries from my mom’s car into a strange house. I realize I’ve wasted a good amount of time doing pointless things in this lucid, but for the life of me I can’t remember anything I wanted to accomplish. I already did most of the Tasks of the Month, and I can’t even remember the ones I have yet to accomplish. I feel like Dreamer just recently dared me something, what was it again? And I have a whole list of ideas sitting on my phone, why can’t I remember any of them?

I try to rack my brain for any ideas of what to do. Thinking about Dreamer’s dare reminds me of one of her previous dares that involved explosive farts. I decide to unleash a mega fart of my own (real mature, right?). Fortunately, I have a ton of food in these grocery bags, including one large orange pepper, which I attempt to convince myself is a special kind of pepper that’s notorious for causing uncontrollable gas. I pick it up, and eat the entire thing in three quick bites. It definitely had a distinct peppery taste, which I admired for a while. The only thing it didn’t have was any effect, and so my dream world was safe from the threat of flatulence, for now.



The scene changed yet again, and I found myself in a very nice library. I flew around some more, still trying to think of anything to do. The library was quite large, with clear glass separating the many rooms. In retrospect, I feel like I’ve visited this same library in a previous dream. At least the antique wooden style of the place seemed very similar. There are several students around the library studying, and I think about disturbing them, but then decide against it when I find an exit from the building.

The library has a long set of stairs that extend out to this sketchy place under the highway. I finally decide to try calling Vi one more time. I pull out my phone again and put it up to my ear. “Please leave a message after the beep.” I let out a deep sigh and wait for the beep.

“Hey Vi, it’s me again. This is getting kind of ridiculous now. You’re too busy for me and my dreams, you’re pretty much avoiding me entirely. I mean, you’re my dream guide, and I feel like I need guidance. And...” I take a deep breath. “I miss you, ya know? We had good times together and… I feel like we were so close… I think I have a crush on you…”
What the heck am I saying? A crush on a dream character? That’s ridiculous. “I mean, not a crush as much as just a… general… liking.” I’ve backed myself into a corner now… I continue to fumble over my words, until I take a look off in the distance, and see three people running at a fairly high speed. They’re really far away, but I can tell that one of them is Vi.

I fly over to see what’s going on. Vi is dragging some guy by the wrist, and another guy wearing a similar uniform to Vi’s is following closely behind. The three of them stop running when I land in front of them. “Vi, what’s going on here?”
“We’re heading to the gym with this guy.”
She points to the guy she’s holding. The guy looked like a much fatter version of Jonah Hill with curly hair.
“Really? I don’t think this guy’s seen a gym a day in his life.”
I look closer and realize the guy has a very glazed over look, and is unresponsive to pretty much everything around him. “Is this dude okay?”
“Um, of course. He just hasn’t fallen asleep yet. Which is why we need to get going to the gym.”
“Fallen asleep yet? Vi, what the heck are you talking abo-”

I suddenly realize what she means, and everything falls into place in my mind. Vi is a dream guide, which means more than just guiding dreams. She and her partner, another dream guide, are responsible for taking the bodies of dreamers to the starting locations of their dreams each night. Then, when the dreamer falls asleep in real life, their dream body becomes active and follows the storyline planned out for them by the dream guides, until they eventually wake back up. The fat guy is another dreamer like me, and odds are his dream is going to start out in some gym. Everything in this dream world is just a show, cleverly choreographed and put on by these dream guides, and only a select few individuals, the lucid dreamers, ever get to see what goes on behind the scenes.

Vi’s partner’s watch beeps. “He’s at stage 3, we don’t have much time.” Vi nods to me before starting to run again.
“Wait, one last thing.”
“What is it?”
“Do me a favor… Don’t check your voicemail.”
She nods again and runs off, the other two close behind. I finally wake up.

My experience with lucid dreaming has been a difficult one.

I was able to lucid dream as far back as I can remember (I guess around 3), but I am always unable to control them, I just realize I'm dreaming. Also, anytime I attempt to purposely induce a lucid dream, it doesn't work, but if I just go to sleep as normal, I will often have them. It's really confusing.

So, what would be a good technique to induce lucid dreaming? Most methods that I have tried, failed.

Also, does anyone have advice to better control my dream when I become lucid? Because they often go like this:

I realize I'm dreaming and think, "oh cool, I finally had a lucid dream", then things go bad (more on that in a minute), OR I'm in the middle of an extremely surreal dream and suddenly become conscious of everything being so over the top, I know I must be dreaming, and become lucid.

Now, when I say "things go bad", every time upon becoming lucid, my dream takes a turn for the worse. It will turn into a scary dream of some sort either with a psycho murderer suddenly appearing in my dream and trying to kill me, zombies chasing me, or a demonic entity attacking me.

I will repeat to myself repeatedly "this is just a dream" or "I'm in complete control" and will attempt to change the dream, but to no avail. So I end up becoming so freaked out by my dream induced "monster" and try to "wake myself up".

It's a never ending cycle that I have tried for years to break and it's beyond frustrating, so any advice on why this is happening or ways to change it will be GREATLY APPRECIATED.

Thanks for reading.

06/26/2015 - PETER X ROMAN

I’m in a huge gothic house, it’s night. I’m there with ROMAN GODFREY (Hemlock Grove). Peter Rumancek (Also HEMLOCK GROVE) steals something. He has this cart, his parents’ bodies are in it. There’s something else I can’t remember. Something powerful. Peter is hiding his identity, he’s being hunted.

A wolf attacks the Gothic House. Roman thinks it might be Peter… and IT IS. Peter and Roman fight. Peter runs. He is confronted by his sister, also a werewolf. They both turn into wolves they try to escape going through a cemetary, but one session is filled with snakes. Apparently that is a calling card of a werewolf hunter, and Peter reliazes Roman must have hired them.

They try to circle back, but they run into two tigers and they’re trying to get inside a catedral. Peter and his sister attack one of the tigers and kill it. The other is about to attack when I wake up.

06/26/2015 - THE NEW HOUSE

I’m with my girlfriend. We’re going to my mother’s new house. She’s complaining that she doesn’t want to sleep on the second floor because my cousin Chico has returned from the dad and he’s been super weird. There’s no arguing with her, so I say we can stay in the garage.

We get to the house and it’s fucking huge. There’s a weird ‘sliding stairs’ thing. The second floor has a small common room, the first floor is huge and it has a pool table. My Girlfriend says that that is not very practical. I meet my family and we sit down to have dinner. I look at Chico, he looks so much better than he did the last time I saw him before he died. He’s gained weight and his hair grew back. I eat some chocolate cake and then-

06/26/2015 - THE AMERICAN JOB

I’m somewhere in the United States. Ana Cristina, a colleague of mine is there and she’s american in the dream. I’m talking about Soccer and the US. How the sport is becoming more popular here, and how I think the US can become one of the strongest teams in the near future. While Ana agrees with me, some guy doesn’t.

I leave them, now I’m with friends. I recognize one of them at least, it’s my friend RAPHAEL. We break into an airport and we’re loading some barrels into this plane. Apparently we were hired to do this job. We’re surprised by security guards. There’s a gunfight.

06/26/2015 - THE FIRST LUCID

I wake up in my bed. The room is dark as fuck. As per usual I check my hands and BOOM: Seven fingers. I pinch my nose and BOOM: I can breath. I’m lucid! I stip up. Everything is sort of dark. I start yelling ‘CLARITY NOW!’ Over and over until it does clear. I try to make a Superman costume appear in my closet, but no dice.

I walk to the living room and run into my sister who’s making breakfast. “ANDIE, Guess what, I’m dreaming!” I announce. “Yeah, right. Prove it.” I try to fly and I manage to get a few feet of the floor. She doesn’t look impressed. “Anyone can fly these days.” I decide to leave the apartment, but I use the elevator instead of flying. I had a fucking plan. I was going to pick a random floor and knock on a door and fuck the first hot chick who appeared.

Inside the elevator there’s a dad and his daughter. He starts telling me how they almost died because they were camping and there was a huge storm and I get so caught up in their tale that I forget thta I’m lucid. Fuck. Me.

I feel myself being woken up, my eyes began to see that it is my mother. She is standing next to my father and brother. After I get up I see they had white bags in their hands. My mother grips my shoulder and begins telling me I shouldn't sleep so much. I told her it's ok , I'm lucid now. I then turn my head to the vcr to see what time was label on it. It stated 1:11 and judging from the lighting in the room, I'd say it was the afternoon. I was stun to see it is a complete replica of the actual room. I begin feeling confuse by this and woke up. Lucidity Time: 10 seconds

I got semi-lucid, and flew out of a building after I heard an explosion from it. I was flying around and decided to go back to it. On my way back the buildings reminded me of a something that would be in Devil May Cry, they were made of stone and the stairs were upside down on top of the building. I saw an old high school classmate as I was flying and did the hush sign, she was with a friend.

When I found my original building, I remembered my goal of trying to fly to the moon. I hit a strong level of lucidity and flew off. I hit an invisible shield up in the clouds, I remembered the wall trick that a friend told me. I turned around and jetted like Iron Man through the force field. The clouds were now black and I may have projected out of my dream body. I could still move though, bodiless I turned around and tried again, this time the sky and black clouds turned cartoony. It was still 3d so everything looked liked paper, the moon reminded me of the moon from South Eater, but without the face. I kept trying but it was just alternating back and forth.

I'm in a different place now, lost lucidity. It was my friend's house, there were many people there. I felt like I needed to go back (maybe to my previous dream?) I wanted to time travel. I found a cigarette and picked it up, my excuse was to pretend to smoke it as figured out how to go back. his dad lit it for me, an older guy was there watching us. Pretty sure it was the grandpa from Supernatural. The cigarette caught on fire but I didn't care.

I went outside and shook the cigarette to make it looked used. I went around the house and "Grandpa" was there saying he knew what I wanted. I replied "what?" And he said "back to November" Somehow he knew and I decided to trust him.

I'm now in this brown dull looking room. There's a machine shaped like a bed, with clear fluid inside. In this "bed" was an alien, it's skin was a light pinkish color and looked very smooth/slippery. It's eyes were circle shaped slightly bigger than a humans. I felt like this being had some connection to the "Grandpa"

The alien told me that life was predetermined and that we needed to be awoken. He had a weird stick object, same color as his body. The tip was circular and it was placed on where his 3rd eye would be.

Started in some sort of room, with my mom and this cute girl. we were playing around traveling through different worlds and I kissed her. We became girlfriend and boyfriend and continued to travel and ended up in a bar. we met two other people in the bar that could use arcana. We all messed around with our powers and when my friends were playing bingo at the bar I used my magic with my pentagram necklace to make it stronger but something backfired and I messed something up, time, or perhaps even myself. I woke up soon after.

I was taking a trip with my mom and brother, and it was night outside. Mom was driving and she really sucked at it, and it was stressing me out. We went through this construction zone and there were those big cones that lined the way to go, but mom didn't follow them at all and took off her own way, hitting cones and all these small square cubes over the broken up areas of the road. There were also big concrete road blocks, and she almost hit a few and had to back up and keep driving. I was screaming at her to just stop being a dumbass and just follow the white truck ahead of us, since it was going along the right way. After that we were hungry so we stopped to get some candy and soda at some gas station. When I went inside, there was this hipster-looking girl with square glasses and bobbed hair... I think it actually might have been Akiko in glasses. She was making pizzas and I said I wanted one instead of candy so I got a pizza. She assumed I wanted just cheese and said "Oh thank god you don't want a whole bunch of extra stuff on it, it takes foreveerrrrr." But she was okay with putting pepperoni on it. I laughed and said "You're lucky my brother isn't in here then, he'd get everything on his. Onions and all that stuff..." Then she threw my pizza into a big microwave and gave it to me. Later we lost my brother and had to go driving around looking for him. It was still dark and I remember looking out over a desert area from the road, thinking that we'd never see him again.

So... I had about five episodes of sleep paralysis last night because I slept so horribly. I tried using each one to enter a lucid dream but mostly failed. The first one I was so heavy and it felt like I was trying to sit up in bed while being super sick. I looked down at my hands and my fingers were just all over the place, but I couldn't bring myself to get out of the bed, which sucked. I told myself I should've just tried floating out of bed... The second time I went lucid, I again looked at my hands but instead of my fingers being weird, my entire hand was blurry as hell. I was able to stand up and I backed up to the wall, trying to take in everything around me in an effort to stabilize. Again I couldn't move. But this time I remembered to float, and I was staring up at the ceiling, which stretched out super high now, and started floating upwards. I think I was trying to get my dumb ass to the hyperbolic time chamber, haha... but then I was pulled back into my own body. Fffffail. Why have my lucid dreams been so hard to control and stabilize this month? It must be all the stress from moving cross-country :\ I've noticed I have a lot of dreams involving driving lately, so yeah.

I had signed up to play this online Lego game where your character, a Lego person was able to move around the world, build buildings, vehicles, etc in a big megaserver. (Kind of Roblox type thing, but with real Legos)

I looked through the missions that you could play for the day and most of them looked pretty boring. All of the missions were displayed on this title screen in little landscape portraits. Playing a mission gave you more Legos. There was also some steam workshop type setup to make your own levels, and most of the levels advertised were player-made. There was one mission that looked suited to my talents. It involved getting to a nav point 12 kilometers away from the starting point while avoiding getting killed enemies.

I dropped in in a Lego mech-suit that I had built. It looked something like the mech suits from the James Cameron avatar. (Yes, I have to clarify which avatar I am talking about, even when it comes to the mech suits since Legend of Korra has mech suits now...) Not a perfect replica by any means but it gave me that sort of vibe.

I remember a voice in the game telling me that I had to connect the oxygen supply so that my character could breathe. I connected one of those bendy lego tubes from my cockpit to one of the oxygen tanks on the front of the mecha-suit.

The planet I was on looked like Laythe from Kerbal Space Program. Minimal texture quality and detail. The navigation marker showing me the point that I had to get to (I think I was rescuing someone, actually) It looked like a KSP target marker as well. I was also getting a Spore vibe for some reason.

I remember beginning to walk to the maker. I began to be attacked by these red and white fighter ships, also made of Legos. My mech suit had a large machine gun that shot lego studs. When they hit the fighters, they disintegrated into piles of legos in the most satisfying way you could imagine.

The fighters came few and far between at first, but the difficulty quickly amped up to obscene levels as squadron upon squadron of fighter swooped in. At one point I remember calling out that some of the fighters were actually Lego Star Wars Republic Gunships. (I used to have that set until my cat knocked it off the top shelf of my room. Now its just spare parts in a plastic Tupperware bin, along with most of the other Lego Star Wars sets I played with as a kid.)

I had no way to know that my mech was getting destroyed, and it was. I blew up and failed the mission and got taken back to the mission select screen. I saw that I was not allowed to attempt that level agian for another 24 hours. Dang it! One of those type of games.

Dang video game dreams...

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In another dream, I was on a paranormal investigation team with some of my friends and my parents. I was annoyed that my parents were there because I was afraid they wouldn't let us do dangerous stuff like go into creepy abandoned houses. (Because all the fun of being a paranormal investigator is to go into creepy places and camp out there.)

The place we were investigating was lame too. Just a house in a real life cul-de-sac near the entrance to my subdivision. Nothing about the house seemed out of the ordinary. The people who lived there kept it surprisingly clean, but they complained of noises coming from the basement.

When we went to investigate their house disappeared leaving only a concrete foundation with a rusted iron trapdoor. I became partially lucid and got a bad vibe from the door and told nobody to open it. My parents (of all people) were the ones most enthusiastic to open it. What an expectation reversal we have there! I took some encouraging but we decided to open it.

I don't recall what happened after that. One odd detail about the dream was that the sky was a hazy yellow and the plants were lush and green.

I recall the night that this dream took place coming to a close with some odd dream music. A repetitive beat of a bass drum and a very low-pitch synth beat that almost seemed to vibrate my whole body every time it played. Simple, but it was catchy.

This occured in some odd state between waking and dream world. I knew I was dreaming, but I wanted to hang onto the dream music for as long as possible.

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I remember watching the moon crash into the earth from the deck on the back of my house. It was a clear summers' day with only a few scattered clouds.

The moon was crashing thousands of miles south and I could just see about half the disc over the horizon before I felt an impact shockwave. First in the ground, then in the air. All of the clouds formed a wall that passed across the sky heading away from the impacting moon, and sweeping up all the clouds as it went.

I realized that a disaster of such astronomical proportions means that I must be dreaming. I then found myself in the front yard rather than the back. Manei was there. One of us said that the moon hitting the earth wasn't as bad as we thought and that it was like when the dinosaurs died out. All that was going to happen was dust was going to block the sun making it cold and stopping crops from growing.

After becoming lucid, the careening moon disappeared and we forgot all about the catastrophe. The dream shifted some.

I found myself flying halfway across the neighborhood until I found that this girl from my neighborhood who used to bully me as a kid.



I stopped and hovered above her party long enough for everyone to notice the flying person. I then reached behind myself because I thought there was a pie there, and sure enough, there was. I threw it in her face. Oh so satisfying. I threw snowballs at some of the other party-goers.

Dreams are good for revenge and blowing off steam...

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I vaguely recall being semi-lucid at my taekwnondo studio. I was attempting to learn to do flips without destabilizing the dream. I remember in one I landed on my back but it didn't really hurt. My Taekwondo master was there and was helping to coach me on my technique.

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I remember I was playing tennis at the court at my high school with the girl that I used to crush on in high school. Funny that the dream chose tennis because I'm not very good at it, and from what I can gather, neither was she. But for some reason, in the dream, she was like a tennis champion or something, and she was kicking my butt.

I became semi-lucid and then kicked her but in tennis. I then remember flying a loop around the tennis court and then rocketing off south. I wanted to fly to the beach resort my family goes to in puerto rico. I remember breaking the sound barrier and flying above the clouds. I could see the curvature of the planet moving under me.

I stopped and sure enough I was right where I wanted to be. But when I flew down I noticed that all of puerto rico was completely undeveloped. No cities, no roads, no people. I don't care. I landed atop one of the mountians.

I lost my lucidity and got into this game about figuring out what tree in the rainforest was the oldest. All of the trees looked identical but were scaled to different sizes with bigger trees obviously being older. I recall some kind of hologram would come up when I walked near a tree showing its exact age.

The dream somehow shifted to my parents bedroom in my house that had been converted into this castle theme. The walls were made out of gray stone bricks, there were torches instead of lamps and there were coat-of-arms banners hanging above the bed. A female DC said that she was a re-decorater that my parents had hired. She told me to come with her and she would give me a tour of the new expansions on our house.

She began walking me around through hallways and big cavernous castle halls. I figured there was no way these would fit in the space that was formerly my parents' bedroom. She seemed to like pointing out all of the paintings that were hanging about. I kind of got a Minecraft vibe because I knew that there were paintings in Minecraft. I also felt that the torches and stone bricks made it feel like that. I surely had to be suspended above the lake behind my house. When I began thinking about the implications of how I had transitioned into here, the dream changed yet again.

I was on a paved bike trail. The scene was exceptionally vivid. On my left was a railroad track. Beyond that was a forest of exceptionally tall and thin deciduous trees with leaves. A strong wind blew, revealing the silvery undersides of the leaves. On my right was a strip of land filled with weeds and wildflowers stretching about fifty feet until it hit a chain-link fence. Beyond the chain-link fence was a trailer park. The sky was dark and cloudy and I think I heard thunder roll. More wind blew and I saw how vivid the field of weeds and shrubs was.

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I was being chased by a group of soldiers. The dream began on the road outside my neighborhood. There were no cars on it, and I was standing in the middle of the road. They had two tanks and a huge platoon of men.

Somebody told me that my voice had power that I needed to use to defend myself from them, and I became semi-lucid. (Soooo much semi lucidity its making my brain hurt... I can't belive I am saying this, but whatever happened to good old nonlucidity?!)

The next thing I knew I was being chased through a baseball diamond. Soliders kept popping up. I kept yelling 'baseball' every time one appeared and he would turn into a baseball in a poof of smoke like a magic trick.

I remember on the bleachers around the diamond there were all of these pieces of plywood laid out like a track and some of the soldiers were riding around on ATVs trying to shoot me.

The dream came to a climax in my house where the commander of the army, this fat Mexican guy wearing a general outfit had me cornered. He was like the boss and he was harder to kill than the other soldiers. I looked at the knife block in my kitchen and levitated all the knives out and surrounded myself. It seemed like there were hundreds and hundreds of knives.

I then yelled 'Knife Storm' and all of the levatating knives short toward him and stabbed him.

I then became fully lucid and realized that I might be becoming just a tad too violent in my dreams. I didn't beat myself up too much for it since I wasn't properly lucid but I promised myself I would try to seek peaceful resolutions more often.

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I was playing a game where I was attempting to WILD. I remember thinking that I was not good at WILD and would probably fail t the game. I had to do it by holding my mental state in a very particular way to fill up a circular meter. I got about 3/4 of the way every time and it would go back down. While I was doing this I was presented with the weirdest hypnogogic imagery of multicolored tablet shapes against a white background that would fade in and out of existence.

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I was with some friends exploring an uninhabited tropical island. The island had mountains around the sides with a crater in the middle as if it were a volcano. Inside of the crater there were no plants, just pools of water. The pools turned out to be hot springs.

I owned the island, but somebody else 'stole it' from me and built a resort and reaped all of the profits for themselves. I was upset that the resort destroyed the natural beauty of my island and charged people to use the hot springs. They built some kind of pool or water-park complex fed from the springs. It also felt like we were in the park near my subdivision.

Next thing I knew my entire family was there, and in what I have realized is typical dream fashion they were all just super-annoying spoofs of all of my family members. They kept wanting to put sunscreen on me even though we were indoors.

I remember there were also lifeguards that had a bunch of rules. We were not allowed to jump in the pools or splash one another. They also had these hoses that you could use to spray other people but when I went to spray some kids that were about 10, a lifeguard told me to stop. (Why do you have the hoses for spraying people then?!?! )

I became semi-lucid yet again. A lifeguard told me to put on a swimsuit.

"Oh, great. I'm naked..."

I manifested a swimsuit. I actually probably would have gotten properly lucid if I hadn't gotten distracted looking at this one girl. Now with me, no matter how hot a girl is, I don't go all googly-eyes over them. (In waking life or the dream world) But something about her just drew me in. The funny thing is I don't even remember what she looked like. Green eyes, black hair and a black swimsuit are all I really can remember.

It was at this point that I realized that a good percentage of people at the hot spring were naked. I wished this girl was one of them...

The dream repeated, back to the part where we first discovered the island. The only people there were my friends S and C. S was his furry self and C looked totally normal. S told me that he was the one who changed the dream so that now I could get a sun tan in peace. I thanked him for that.

I felt a little strange yesterday, I had a few vision like experiences or empathy into my friend. It was like she is with me... next to me, then like I was with her, and then at the night...
When I was going to sleep I started as usual my exercises for relaxation and concentration. I had flashes of being elsewhere similar to short lucid dreams. Flash and I was laying somewhere else, different room. My body felt funny. Then flash and I was back in my bed relaxing my body and concentrating my mind as if there was not an experience. Then again flash and I was laying elsewhere again. My body felt funny. As if my chest was heavier as usual, my breathing was faster, different... Flash and I was back at home again, relaxing deeper and deeper. Flash and I was again elsewhere. That weight on chest were breasts. I felt nipples as I was breathing, that nipples were lightly rubbing against material "my" body was covered with, as I took the breaths... it was slightly disturbing as they were much larger and more sensitive then I'm used to. I wanted to touch them but "my" body was not responsive. I concentrated on movement of "my" limb, but there was flash and I was again at my home. My body was very heavy, but it was not separation time yet. So I continued with concentration and relaxation... Flash and I was again elsewhere. I was levitating above my friend. I saw her face from about 30cm distance, quiet and relaxed in her sleep. It was dark... But I saw things like they had their own albeit dim light. I felt THE PULL to her, but there was again flash and I was back home in my bed. My own body was deeply relaxed, unresponsive in dream paralysis. OK. I felt my second body fully free of my physical body- it was the time:
I stood out of my body similarly like wampires do in older films. From horizontal position to standing position in one move without moving any of my limbs. I was standing about 10cm above ground. It was nearly black dark. Of course, it was night time. But I saw enough. I flew through the doors and downstairs. There was dark too. I flew outside through the nearest wall. I felt no resistance of wall. I contemplated about it a little and then I extended my empathy towards my surrounding. I felt nothing unusual. Street light were shining... Then I felt something, it was like compass feels magnetic field. I felt the pull to my friend. I let my body to be pulled... it was very slow process, but I was in the flow... I observed my surroundings. After maybe 15 minutes I was maybe 3/4 of kilometer from my house, in front of my parents house. To my friend it was about 4.5km left... I felt, I will not have time to fly to her with such low speeds. I contemplated about my position in that world and possibilities. I could take car or motorcycle... then I will be faster. I didn't find my parent's car. I couldn't start the motorcycle. I stood beside motorcycle and contemplated about possible problems. I felt that it is for naught to try to repair it, so I took my way back to my parent's house. I was walking through rooms. I observed. I found nothing of interest, nothing extraordinary. I heard of something like rattling and groaning from basement. So I took my way there. As I was going downstairs in the direction of noise, the darkness was descending and eating the light. Soon I was seeing only slightly glowing filament in lightbulb... And it was drowning in darkness fast. I need the light, I have the light in myself. Everything is shining. I need to learn how to see it- I remembered the VOICE from one of my earlier OBE. I concentrated inside to feel the energy flowing inside... and my chest started to shine in strong golden light. Then I saw myself from outside. Other than my chest, my head was shining also, it was weaker but still strong violet light. The rest of my body emitted moderate sky blue light. Slowly, I saw also my surrounding again... emitting weak greyish light. I felt that it was enough for my needs and I flew towards the noise again. The golden light from my chest bathed the room where sound was originated from... and I saw something like shadow bonded by chains but it was vanishing fast in my light... into nothingness. Nothing was left there for me to observe. I flew outside. I saw that snow fell on the ground in the time I was in house, whole 15 cm of it. It was cold and slippery... And shining with white light into darkness of the night. I felt the pull to my friend, urgent. No time has left. I let myself into pull, trying to fasten my flight, but it didn't function. I had very little of will left, my mind wanted to relax badly. So I let it be and I flew as fast as the pull allowed. After maybe 10 subjective minutes I lost superconsciousnes, I was losing touch with astral reality. The next thing I was aware of was that it is morning. The OBE experience lasted subjectively about 1.5 hours.
It was probably in lower levels of astral dimension.

Entry 3

How long did the dream feel like: Two Days

So I am in this weird underground room, with a bunch of pipes lining the walls. It felt like I was in the underground subways-hot, cramped, stuffy. The room was quite big, like a warehouse. There is about a hundred people, all my age, or around there, working around the room. There was a metal door, that looked quite sealed-something was keeping us isolated from the outside. This is what the door looked like:

There was a pulsing blue light at the top of the door, and a red fire alarm to the right. The people were hustling around. They were working in a giant underground wheat and fruit field, in which I had not noticed until now. My lucidity kicked in, as I found it strange for a wheat field to be underground, in a large but stuffy room. I saw large shelves lined down the giant hall, filled with wooden crates and barrels. I turn back to look at the door and walk closer up to it. It was very small, compared to the enormous underground base. The blue light beeped whenever it blinked. It was like a ticking bomb, ready to explode. Then, all the sudden, the blue light turns red, a laser shooting right through me (which didn't hurt, it just went right through my body), and it pointed to a small hidden button on the concrete wall. I pushed it-oops.
All the sudden the fire alarm turns on, flashing red. A wailing siren echoes through the warehouse. People start running towards me, thanking me and cheering. I was so confused, to why they were cheering for me...I remember one person in particual shouting, You saved us, now w e're free! Open the door!
So, I opened the door. Quickly, the crowd went silent. An eerie feeling clouded over us. Smoke rolled in through the door--I couldn't see out of it. I hear a booming voice from one of the speakers say, "Complete the test."
"What test?" I ask out loud. I start to feel heat trickle towards me through the murky smoke of the small hallway. This was a trap-If I go through this door I will end up right in a fire, I thought to myself. But I had to do it, for some reason.
"RUN!!" A girl screams behind me, ringing through me ears. I felt a malicious presence behind us, so I listened to the girl. I had a feeling the whole group was being chased. I sprinted through the smoke, coughing and hacking, trying to look for an exit. The hallway keeps going on and on. But as soon as I thought that, we end up in another room, this time, it was a barn house. We were in the attic, the worst spot for escaping the fire. For some reason, the attic was decorated as a classroom, with desks lined in rows, pointed towards the teacher's desk. There was someone sitting at the desk, mumbling to herself. She gave off a bad vibe.
A student sitting at one of the desk's raises their hand. (By the way, there were no windows in the barn house, it was quite dark, but there was a redish glow throughout the room)
"Um, excuse me miss?" The student says.
"Don't talk! You don't have the freedom to talk!" The teacher yells at him and pushes a little button on a remote that was at her desk. I turn back to the student and he gets shocked multiple times, and soon passes out. I didn't dare cross the classroom to the other side, but the stairs were on the opposite wall, and the smoke was filling the room up more and more. I was the leader of the group, I had to do what was right. I ran as fast as I could to the stairs. I heard some of the kids getting killed back there, because of...well...anything, really-smoke, hostile people, fire...etc..
We all run down the stairs to the bottom of the barn. I could see the door, it was already opened. My eyes were trying to adjust to the dim light of dawn. I looked around the barn--there was a figure that popped out of the corner, almost scaring me right out of the dream. It looked exactly like the merman from The Cabin In The Woods. Here's a picture reference:

Creepy right? Well, anyways, it started crawling towards the group, and surprisingly, was very fast. I started scrambling towards the door in the dark, tripping on some hay, but quickly getting up again. The group was getting smaller, now only about ten people left. Now I was out through the door. I looked up at the sky--an orangy, purple, yellow sky. There was a storm kicking up, and it was so windy, I could barely hear the voices of the people shrieking in terror. I quickly glanced back to see, not a merman, but a crazy, insane serial killer. He held a chainsaw with one hand, his head tilted down, but his eyes peering at us. He was mumbling to himself as he crept closer and closer to us. By the way, the barn was way behind us, and we were now in the middle of a field (again). I looked forwards and kept on running. An old, creaky swing set appeared in the distance. I run towards it, hoping I could somehow hide there. Finally, we get to the swingset, but the serial killer catches up. I quickly turn my head and close my eyes away from him. He had sawed one of my friend's head. I just could sense it. I heard sniffling in the group, but most of it was fizzled out by the wind and rain of the raging storm.
Suddenly I get a weird flashback in the dream, of that blue ticking light on the metal door--I looked closely at the detail of the door, and realize there was a bomb attached to it. It blows up the entire facility--the base, the barn house. I look back to see the tiny house up in flames, collapsing, and hundreds of wooden planks flying off of the house, into the sky. And the funniest thing happened--right before the serial killer almost got to the rest of the group, a piece of a metal pipe crashed right down on his head, hopefully killing him. I sigh of relief, and look around. The storm had stopped. There were only three people left of the group. The swingset slowly creaked and swayed in the chilly wind. The sky had cleared, showing the sun rising on one of the sides of the meadow. It felt peaceful. Until I turned around to see the swingset and I see the serial had disappeared. I turn back, again to the the sun rise to see him standing right in front of me, grinning, holding the chainsaw that reflected in his wide black eyes.


I wake up.
Soo this was a very random dream that I had, but whatever it was pretty cool.

I was sneaking inside a huge manor that was mafia's possession. The frontyard was highly secured, but I found a way through the fence, and moved closer to the front door. I entered the manor - the place was built with marble and ornamented with other expensive stones, crystals and other valuables.

My mission wasn't to steal valuables, but to get something that is stored in the highest floor. Entrance hall opened to stairways to the right and left, but there were security guards there. I entered one of the offices, but one of the guards probably saw me, and alerted the others.

I looked for a way out, and found a window. I smashed it, and looking up saw that I can climb to another window. I smashed the second window, but before climbing I had to remove parts of glass that could harm me. I went out of office to see if the alert is off, but coming back I saw that a guard DC appeared there.

I jumped past him, and he disappeared. I moved something on the table, and a secret room opened. It looked like mafia had their private dungeon. Instead of exploring it, I jumped from the window and ran into boss' toilet. There was comfortable and expensive bathtub. Suddenly I took a toothbrush out of my pocket, took the toothpaste from boss' shelf and brushed my teeth.

As I was about to go, another DC guard ran into the room and saw me. He made an alert while I ran for the street. Something was not right, people behaved weird. Every person on the street had some weapons. There was a granny with a Glock gun. They were swarming around me, trying to kill me.

Suddenly I found myself on my frontyard. I thought "This must be a dream!" and everything became much more detailed and vivid. My senses have become stronger. I jumped over my fence, and ran to the mafia house. Instead of entering it, I tried to climb up the roof and enter it from the chimney, but there was a strange force field blocking my way to the roof.

I jumped down, and entered the boss' toilet. A guard DC ran inside again. I made a gun gesture with my left hand, and when he entered, shot him in the leg. He have fallen on the floor, I shot him in artery and he bled to death quickly.

But the way was not clear yet. Boss with his bodyguard entered the toilet. I shot down the bodyguard, but the Boss was resistant to my shots. I took body of the bodyguard on my back and feigned that I was him. It was heavy and really slowed me down.

The Boss couldn't tell a difference. We moved out of the toilet and he told me "Look at that clock." He pointed at Big Ben clock tower in the distance. Somehow, I couldn't read the hour. He told "What's going to happen soon?" I changed my voice so it was similar to city guards from Thief: The dark project and said "Ummmm... MY BIRTHDAY!!!" I jumped like a happy little child. The boss facepalmed and gave me irritated look. Then he said "No, you moron! It's half past six!"

Suddenly I have awakened, just a moment before my father appeared to wake me up.

TWAke up with the weezer song butterfly in my head. I can remember sharing my dream in my dream and talking about people way down who could tell that it was all a dreamy. The dream people are laughing and laughing. They are looking at my body sleeping in a bed and start shaking me up. "hey! he's sleeping!!!" i think..

Wild... brief lucid

laying flat on my back doing breathing with the word "remember". I can feel my hands go heavy and i forget for a second. Soon I am sleeping in a whole new bed. It's a full sized with a black comforter pulled tight. It doesn't tip me off. I go back into my wilding. I enter a dream in the dark on a block in a neighborhood. I do a nose pinch and try to stabilize but the excitement knocks me right back into my body. I try to deild and wake back up in my bed. My kid is sleeping next to me. I thought she was in her bed. She is in her bed. I wake up.

Post W;ld
My Bloomin Onion is being indecent. I'm in the chilli's telling it to cover itself.

I have a short ld in between other dreams, so remember only parts of it. Once again I remember the totm and go find a mirror, this time look at the mirror but instead of myself see the reflection of the DC next to me (looking from an angle). I. Keep staring at the mirror for as long as possible and this time the face of the DC starts changing, it shifts from one DC to another DC, female to male features and vice versa. It goes on for a while, a very cool thing to watch.

23.06.2015

Zooming the mirror (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a very long and most of it, personal, but there was a lucid part of the dream and I remembered to do the advanced task since it was undone, so I am sharing this part:


After coming out from the house since I needed to go to the big event I wondered if I was ready and all set. As I was gliding I saw a lot of lights and circus-alike tents. The entrance was like an old creepy campsite welcome sign. There were some pot-a-potties nearbie and I did not recognize the place so I turned lucid.

I looked up into the sky, and as usual, it was full of stars, I wanted to take a flight but I remembered I had my advanced task undone. So I got into the pot-a-potty and on the inside it was huge and like a normal bathroom.

I looked myself into the mirror and at first nothing happened, but then, the top of my head started to inflate like a balloon. I wondered if I could change myself entirely if I looked away from the mirror and started at it again, so I did. I saw no changes, other than being deformed and/or having a lot more facial hair.

I wanted to see if I could be absorved by the mirror somehow if I started at it, which I did for quite some time. Nothing happened other than a "zoom" effect on my reflection.

A little after I left the bathroom satisfied with the task completed.

Lost lucidity shortly after and/or woke up/dont recall.

(I don't remember well the lucid dream because after waking up after the lucid dream, I though that if I get back to sleep I can get back to the lucid dream but no didn't work):
I was sleeping on the floor under a plant pot and I got scare because there was a spider in the pot, so I wake up quickly and take my pillow. Infront of me there was a scale where there was a lot of object, on both sides there was my bed but which were chairs.
...........CutOff of the Dream..........
I was wearing my tank-top and walking in a parking, then I went sleeping next a group of people. I lay down and put my cap on my face. When I woke up, I saw that the group have put make up on my face and were filming with their phone. I took their phone and broke it, some of them were running from me, but I catch them and took their phone. There was 2 phones in my hand. Now they start running after me to get back their phones. We were in the neighbourhood and I started climbing up on the roof of the house, they follow me, I jump on another roof of a house so they do also. At that moment I realize I was dreaming. So I fly up in the sky and watch them down on the roof of the house. I make circle around the house and all the house which was next it disappear.
..........CutOff of the Dream...........
I was in my bedroom, my door was close. I was infront my door, I was trying to fly: I jump but doesn't work, I put my 2 hand like superman but doesn't fly. I said maybe I need high, so I climb on my bed and jump but didn't work. So I said maybe if I jump backward without seeing the floor, it will work. So I jump backward and keep falling like skydiving(I could hear the wind blowing while I was falling) and I could see my bed getting far away up.
..........CutOff of the Dream...........
I was still in my bedroom, I decided to get out by passing through the window. I jump on the roof of the cabin(there is a cabin in my garden). The roof of the cabin was made of metal and when I walk on it we could hear the noise of the metal. Then I got on the wall, I try to fly by jumping but didn't work, I said to myself: ''how the fu..k I'm conscious about dreaming but can't even fly'', then I said ''I need some high, I must go on the roof of my house''. I get back in my room by the window. My door was still close I decided to pass through the door and it work. I was now in a corridor, there was sofa on both side. I sit down on a sofa, and in front of me, there was a man with a helmed on, siting on the sofa. I started to scream and talk sh..t and then I said to myself: ''if the man is an intelligent character, he must said WTF am I talking about''. But I said '' Fu..k it, it's my dream, I do whatever I want''