lucid

First dream

I was in school, sitting on a chair in a classroom. There were other students sitting there too. Teacher was talking about something I cannot recall, as I haven't focused on the lesson. I looked through the window at grim, gray sky. Suddenly I said aloud "It's going to be fun." And then sky became dark, and storm luds gathered. It started to rain.

[DILD] Resurrection - recurring dream, this time ending with LD

It was many years after portals were invented, and people had access to other dimensions. Many fantastical creatures came to earth. Some of them were hostile and started war, and some of them were just trying to survive. To stop banditry and fight against invaders, humans made a Confederation of Dimensions. Their mission was to capture criminalists, and fight off invaders.

I was walking with two business partners in a river, swamp valley between high mountains. We were taking remains from a battle that went on there, and cleaning tracks of bandits. I looked atop one of the mountains, and saw an orc encampent. We took some more stuff and went along the river side.

Suddenly I appeared in entrance hall of prison, chained with my two business partners. We were probably captured for helping bandits somewhere in the past, and now we were guided to portal, leading to a prison. The security officer told us to keep our hands in the air as we walked through crowded corridors of confederations outpost.

There were many people, and other weird creatures, whispering about us. I felt that my whole left hand is sweaty, I tried to put it down, but an invisible force tried to keep it in the air. Finally I managed to put it down, and the chain slept off my hand.

Security officer looked at me, and I looked at my hand. He ran for help, while I used this situation to run away. I took a path through old sports hall of the outpost, and ran away towards swamps. I jumped into lake, then went out of the water and hidden in bushes. Guards couldn't find me, so I went out of my hideout and swam to nearest buildings.

There was an industrial area supported by orcs. They built war machines there, to win wat with humans. I jumped out of the water and climbed up a fence. I looked at the square, and saw a woman with a child. She was a blonde woman in her fifties. Shea had blood soaked eyes and was wearing casual clothes - pale brown t-shirt and jeans trousers. She held a hatchet in her hand.

The child was a boy. He had dark hair and blood soaked eyes, and he was wearing casual clothes - a brown jacket and jeans trousers. There was a man walking on the square. Suddenly the woman charged towards him and hit him with the hatchet, killing him.

She dropped the hatchet down, and was preparing to eat the man, but I jummped down the fence, grabbed the hatchet with my left hand, and striked her in the back of her head. The boy escaped to the swamps. The strike was enough to knock her to the ground, and she couldn't stand up.

She tried to kick me, and I said "Try again, and I'll chop your legs off!" Then I turned around and ran away. Suddenly I realised this is a dream. I made a nose RC, and ran. But then I stopped, dropped down the hatchet and turned back. I walked back to the woman, and gestured with my left hand saying "Resurrect!"

My voice was changed a little, and echoed all around. I looked at my hand, and then looked at the woman. She changed, her hair turned white, eyes were green and no more blood soaked, and she was much younger, like she was 20 again. The resurrection must've had a rejuvenating effect. She told me to come closer, and gave me a kiss.

After we stopped kissing, I thought about going on an adventure, but suddenly everythin turned black and I woke up.

I was in an apartment with a few friends. I was in the bedroom with a particular friend who I've only recently grown attracted to. We were laying next to eachother but not in any sexual sort of way, and I got up and went into the kitchen. I then saw the others laying in the living room and watching the television and hanging out. I saw my crush leave the room and I suddenly figured I'd ask her about her first kiss to segway into my kissing her, but decided the best place to do this wasn't in front of everyone where she'd feel pressured, so I retired back to the bedroom.

She followed me but when she entered she was no longer herself. Instead of it being Alyssa it was now an old friend of mine Taylor. I felt awkward asking a question with that purpose but for some reason it was already decided that I'd ask. So I did and she mentioned something about her boyfriend and then we segwayed into going on a trip.

We were in a BMW that was stick shift however the seat was rotated funky and I couldn't press on the clutch very easily and shifting was a challenge. I adjusted the seat as we approached a red light after driving several blocks with this uncomfortable seating arrangement. I was feeling very tired or something and was looking out the passenger window instead of watching where I was going and the lady in the lane to the left of me had decided to start switching lanes to pull into my lane but ran out of room to pull forward so she was half in my lane and half in hers. I have extensive wreck avoidance practice from racing and so out of the corner of my eye I saw her as I approached and I had pulled a bit far up on her side, it looked as if I was trying to block her from getting into my lane.

The driver was a middle aged mother of 2 and both of her daughters were sitting in the passenger seat looking out the window. I could hear them talking and somehow our cars were attached and it was like we were only separated by a thin sheet of glass but I could hear them just as if they were right next to me. I told Taylor that I could hear them and then I wondered if they could hear me. When I looked back at the mother and daughters all three of them were looking directly at me, but not in a creepy way, just more like the mother was looking at me because she was pissed off and the daughters were looking because the mother was.

The light turned green.

I let her pull ahead of me and I began to drive. With the seat fixed I felt much better with driving the manual transmission and downshifted to second gear after we were going down the road. I nailed the gas and we began to take off but it wasn't as quick as I anticipated. In fact the car was rather slow. I shifted to third gear. Not much speed.

The road then dead ended into a parking garage and we were waiting in a line of people to get a ticket to park. I noticed that the lady from the red light was in front of me.

We lost interest in waiting and got out of the car and walked through a doorway. We were on this rooftop of sorts. It was like a restaurant that had been setup on a rooftop. It wasn't the place we had been looking for and I looked around. There were quite a few people around. Suddenly across the rooftop an older man raised his hand and waived at us. It was Taylor's PaPa. He was a kindly looking older man with white hair. Before we walked all the way over to him I thought "this is all a really weird scenario" and decided to do a reality check. I looked at my hand to count my fingers, a full proof method of reality checking for me, and noticed I had 5 fingers. I looked up and then looked back down at my hand. I had to concentrate because it was difficult to count for some reason but i managed to tell that there was an irregularity with my hand. I managed to count 6 fingers. I said "okay 6 fingers so I'm dreaming".

I felt the rush of lucidity waft over me like a wave on the sands of the beach. I felt warm and everything became very clear and colorful. The sun was out and there were clouds in the sky and people eating at tables. The first thing I wanted to do was stabilize the dream. I started clapping my hands together and then remembered reading something about touching objects in the dream world. I walked up to somebodies table and slapped my hands down on it. They didn't go through. I was surprised at how real it felt. I rubbed my hands together a little more and then I walked up a small flight of stairs to go to the next balcony restaurant patio thing and picked up somebodies drink from their table. I poured it on the ground right in front of them and laughed. They looked at me and I said "suck it" and then he went back to eating. I looked around and started wondering what I should do. I quickly looked for the hottest girl around to get some action with but then thought that this would be a waste of a lucid dream. Regardless I found a girl and slipped my hands into her shirt. I closed my eyes for a moment to imagine a girl and have her appear but when I closed my eyes I lost lucidity and the dreamscape closed.

Fuck. Wasted a perfect lucid dream.

This is the third dream in which the DC implied to be my dream-world husband appears. Note that in previous dreams, I had not felt repulsed by him. In this dream, and every one involving him since, his age has changed from in his 30s to in his 50s.

I am walking through the gardens of a mental institution with my mother. The day is pleasant and sunny, the flowers are more realistic-looking and less overblown and lurid than they usually are in my dreams. We walk through a tunnel of trees towards the entrance of the institution, talking about my marriage. My mother outright condemns my choice of partner, in particular the age gap between us (I am 20, he is in his late 30s). I, thinking about my marriage, am more concerned about the difficult relationship between my husband and I, than I am about the age difference.

We come to the entrance, there are two cars with chauffeurs waiting outside. The double doors open, and my husband runs out. I am startled by how he has aged, he is now in his early 50s although I am still 20, and haven’t aged. He runs over to me, making a fuss of me, bowing repeatedly and kissing my hand. I am disgusted by his behaviour: embarrassed because he’s making a scene in front of my mother and all the orderlies and I have to stand there and take it to be polite, and anxious because I know he’s only pretending to be respectful towards me and I’m wondering what he’ll do when we’re alone.

My mother is driven away in the first car. The institution staff go back inside, and I watch the doors close as my 50-something husband kisses and bites my neck and whispers threats in my ear. I let him get into the car first (it’s a red car). I take my time about getting into the car with him, watching him watching me through the window. The dream ends shortly after I get in the car.

This is the forum post in which I mentioned this series of dreams: http://www.dreamviews.com/general-lu...m-married.html

This is the second dream in which this recurring DC, who is implied to be my dream-world husband, appeared.

I am living in an apartment block, very modern, futuristic architecture. It’s implied the place was built by aliens, who happen to coexist with humans in my dream world. The apartment block is one I often find to be my ‘home’ in lucid dreams, in a tropical climate, very hot, the plants massive, waxy and exotic-looking.

I can’t quite remember what I did during this dream, except the part just before I awoke.

I’m on the balcony of my apartment. I’m just enjoying watching the people running around the pool below, some all jumping in at once to flood part of the side of the pool. It looks like a pool party, but I ’m content to just watch them rather than join in.

All the apartments seem to be empty, except one a few balconies along from mine. There’s a figure in the window, but whoever it is isn’t coming out. I’m curious as I haven’t actually seen the owner of this apartment before; I’ve met most DCs who inhabit the block.

I go through my apartment and into the corridor; I see the figure from the window come out of his room, then stop to look at me. I approach him and recognise him from my other dream; as he made a profound impact on me when I saw him in the first dream.

He smiles at me and invites me into his room as if he knows me. I find it odd he doesn’t introduce himself or ask for my name. He’s very attractive, so of course I go into his apartment. I keep thinking it’s odd that he talks to me like he’s known me for a while, when I don’t even know his name.

He pulls me to him and we make out. In between kissing when I look up at him, his face keeps changing. My vision blurs, and his features fuzz over, then come back to clarity, and again go blurry. The dream fades out, and I wake up.

This is the forum post in which I mentioned this series of dreams http://www.dreamviews.com/general-lu...m-married.html

This is the dream in which a recurring DC, implied to be my husband, first appeared. He’s been haunting my dreams ever since. There seems to be a chronological order to this series of dreams.

I am attending a wedding in the yard of my old elementary school. The day is overcast and threatening to rain. I am surrounded by excited people clamouring to see the wedding take place, I recognise some of the faces in the crowd as current and former classmates. I can’t see the couple at the front of the yard, or the priest, and I’m not tall enough to peer over the crowd. I notice the sky above, the clouds a mixture of grey and black and churning too fast for real life, like someone pressed the fast forward button. However, everything on the ground is taking place at a normal pace.
I weave my way to the edge of the crowd to try and get a better view. I stand apart from the main body of people, but still my view of the wedding is blocked.

I notice a man in a powder blue suit, it’s the colour that catches my eye. He stands out in the scene, as most people, oddly for a wedding, are wearing black, and the sky and the concrete yard are grey. My POV kind of zooms in on him and I realise I find him very attractive. He doesn’t notice me looking at him, and he eventually gets swallowed into the crowd.
He will go on to appear in my dreams.

This is the forum post I mentioned this series of dreams in http://www.dreamviews.com/general-lu...m-married.html

(I'm back, bitches! Not that I ever stopped lucid dreaming, I just went back to my paper journal again... I've found I do better when I'm doing the digital journal, for some reason it's harder for me to remember things when I'm laying there writing in a notebook. I have to move around a bit and then the images start coming back to me... which is like the exact opposite of what's supposed to happen, but whatevs.)

I was hanging out with Cory and some of his friends and we were walking around a plaza. It was one of those old-timey plazas with the brick ground and the fancy white buildings that you see as state capitols and whatnot. After a while of walking, we all went into this coffee shop, and I was annoyed because I hate coffee. The barista took everyone's order but he totally just ignored me, or forgot about me, who knows which. But then I got self-conscious and didn't want to bother him, so I just kinda grabbed Cory's sleeve and whispered "Hey, he forgot to ask me what I wanted..." So I told Cory I wanted a hot chocolate and he relayed my message to the barista. We took our drinks and sat down in a room, maybe the living room of one of the friends? But we were showing each other our Perler bead art, and I pointed to the one on the wall of my Creation of Adam, which I was super proud of, but this one guy had this HUGE friggin piece of Vegeta's portrait and I was blown out of the water by it. So jelly.

I woke up in bed in the dark and looked around, thinking I'd just randomly fell awake for some reason, but then I thought "Waaaait, maybe this is a dream." so I pulled my hands out from under the covers, and sure enough, the number of fingers I had was fluctuating all over the place. I got out of bed and rubbed my hands on some things, trying to make stuff more vivid, which worked, and then attempted the spinning technique to change the scenery to something nicer. A nice snow-covered forest. But... it didn't work. I saw it for a moment as I was spinning, but when I stopped I was still in the bedroom. Then I thought "Well, fine. Maybe I should just go look for Seru, that could be fun." and I set my intention on him and opened the door, but he wasn't there. As I walked out the door and into the living room, I saw Akiko from one of my fanfictions sitting on the couch, so I decided to ask her where Seru was. But before I could ask, she started talking about random things and I didn't want to interrupt her (even in dreams, I'm not going to be rude...) so I sat down and listened. After she was done, I asked her where Seru was and she seemed a little put out by it, and got off the couch and laid down under the table, pouting. I walked over to see if she was okay and she looked at me and said "He's in ward B, the med unit. The cadets are there, too." So I turned around and suddenly I was in some kind of hospital or laboratory. I looked up and there was a sign that said Ward B. There were people in lab jackets wandering around past me, so I stopped one of them - a red-haired woman in glasses who kinda reminded me of Sarah Palin - and asked her where the med unit was. She gave me confusing directions, and when I started off in the wrong direction she pointed me the right way. The med unit was full of people, there were stainless steel tables everywhere and lots of instruments, and I walked around looking at things. At the back of the room were some double doors, and when I went through them, there was dear ol' Seru. But he was... in his imperfect form. Figures, I guess I wasn't specific enough for Akiko. He gave me this weird look like I grew a second head, and I realized there was a huge gash on top of my head. How did that get there? I set my intention and waved my hands over it and it disappeared, good as new. Of course intention would work for my head, but not earlier when I needed it to. But yeah, there was Seru. I didn't really care what form he was in, I had fun anyway. I guess I'm just a pervert like that, but I like orgasms. Ha.

Morning of June 12, 2015. Friday.



I had been posting on a particular dream journal site in real life (and many will know instantly what I am referring to) that has come to have what I “affectionately” refer to as the “raining tilde” glitch (see image). Being that my main dream journal has been on tumblr, I did not focus on how to “fix” this facet of my life experience on another site as it was not really that bothersome. However, once an entity steps in (or whatever “version” of my wife exists on “higher planes”), I can do or “solve” anything I choose, depending on whether I accept the nature of Yin and accept that I am Yang. Real or not, the evidence always speaks for itself whether or not the rest of humanity is remotely aware of it (and typically…no).

While being frustrated at the neatness of an entry in a typical fashion, it suddenly dawns on me that the “magic” (or whatever it is that “made” me in my Yang persona) is always available to me as it has always been. (I did after all marry my dream girl, with countless validations and proof it was what I thought it was since just prior to my birth. It means nothing that humanity is not capable of believing or even seeing at that level.)

A version of Yin sends the Blue Pearl event and I realize I should get to work enhancing my journal on a particular site - because any real effort requires focus. Stupidly (regarding only on the human level rather than omniscient - as omniscience is usually too overwhelming for me, almost like a tidal wave quickly going out and flowing too quickly back), I “solve” the “raining tilde” glitch (again, with the partial guidance of a younger version of Yin) but only partially. I end up editing (making my edited post mostly blank) and filling out all possible tags as quickly as possible with the word “test” (followed by a number) on a large number of recent entries, so it forces out the “raining tilde”, and then I repost the complete entry. I feel quite stupid for not taking care of this long ago and realize it will probably take a few weeks in a few longer sessions to do this (although relating to my extreme typing speed, it is not really bothersome). That is only because I suddenly realized the potential for a more uniform neatness in the particular online journal and would even donate (monetarily) to the site if such a need arises.

Yin tells me that the “raining tilde” glitch was placed in this universe to “test” me, in a metaphorical “rain on my parade” tease (or imposing on my writing - even thinking - in a playful way - which may be a partial association with another dream of this day about pushing the trucks out of our yard) - a metaphor I was familiar with in my youth, and which is somewhat amusing.

I look back and realize that my “Rocket Science” dream featured what was reminiscent of a tilde (although I do not think that is what the fluttering and descending staircase-shaped paper represented). Then there was the dream of the giant derby that rained over the ocean. These ideas are dominant for a time, but only loosely associated with the tilde problem.

After thinking I can at least eventually fix up my journal, Yin slaps me upside the head (which seems to mean that she is wondering why I am editing the entire entry each time) and winks twice. I do not get this, but I do eventually understand there is a game-like nature to eliminating the irritating and completely irrelevant word cloud (word “cloud” apparently being another play on raining in the sense of being annoying - although real rain, I enjoy). Also, I then see how to prevent the pointless and random dream dictionary tags from appearing on my page (because so-called dream dictionaries are a serious offense against any thinking dream worker or any conscious person in general).

Finally, I realize that Yin is referring to two semicolons with her two winks (as used in an Internet emoticon). I then tag with two semicolons and see that I now have the option of closing the repeat occurrence of it - since it actually makes the “raining tilde” glitch - which makes me feel very eerie (even “otherworldly”) in the confirmation (I originally thought it was impossible, as it was not even a real typeable character and acted more as a graphic glitch since it could not be copied as text), which eliminates the original glitch as well (as does all repeating of irrelevant word cloud instances and often completely unrelated “dream dictionary” links). In other words, I now know how the “raining tilde” glitch is mimicked for quick erasure (as well as saving a significant amount of onsite bandwidth over time - due to the impossibly long repeated link sequence that is rendered even if not clicked on). This means that the entity solved three problems at the same time on several levels. How amusing and quaint. Better late than never.

I woke up at prescisely 3:00am. I scribbled down some notes pertaining to this dream and tried to get back to sleep, but just could not. I haven't had a good LD in a couple weeks now.

I recall arriving in the dream scene already partially lucid. I was flying down the hallway of my old high school. Though the way I was flying was sort of funny. I was flying as if I were laying down on my stomach and my arms were straight down into fists projecting my fire jets. The flames were also humorously small, about an inch or two tall.

I was hovering along at an almost humorously slow speed avoiding people in the hallway.

I remember wanting to go into the bathroom and make some appearance changes. I was planning on doing a sex change since I haven't had much of a chance to do so lately, but I couldn't decide if I wanted to go in the boys bathroom or the girls bathroom. I decided upon the boys room.

The bathroom was absolutely disgusting when I got in there. There were four or five guys waiting in line for one urinal, the only toilet in the room, and there were a couple of sinks. The walls and floor were covered in dirt (at least I hope that was dirt...) and the whole room was dimly lit.

What I saw in the mirror was not a pretty sight either. I looked pale, wrinkled, I had long blonde hair. (Okay, weird). I was wearing a pit-stained tank top and ripped up old jeans. My eyes were a dull grayish brown. There was something in my mouth that I could only describe as a paper straw wrapper, but I guess it was supposed to be meth or something. It was also soaked about halfway up from blood.

"Okay, the dream is sending a message here. It's not one that I like, but it's a message."

I had to get rid of the straw wrapper drugs or whatever that thing was first so I spit that out. I figured it was my braces causing trouble again that's why It was bloody. (Yeah I actually have braces IWL... I had my last adjustment two days ago and it hurts like heck. I get them off at the beginning of July.) I just spit out my braces too and ran my tongue across my smooth teeth. Oh, how I missed that feeling.

I began adjusting myself as I have done several times before.

"Skin tone needs to be darker... whoops... too dark... Hair... Eyes..."

As this is going on I do a couple nose-pinch reality checks and feel the sink I am leaning over just to keep the dream stable.

I get myself roughly to where I want to be. Weirdly enough my eyes are not mismatched, something the dream usually does on its own no matter what form I take. I also couldn't get the outfit to change out. I was stuck with the pit-stained top and ripped jeans.

I remember seeing and focusing in on this DC who had walked in. She was a tall girl with long hair dyed blue and blue lipstick and goth/punk combination outfit and came to the sink. I remember a studded collar around her neck. She looked over at me with the oddest expression of both superiority and jealousy. Maybe it's some secret girl language I don't know yet. Regardless, I liked her dyed hair and remembered that I used to have my hair dyed in dreams. I copied over some into highlights.

The last two male DCs in line for the urinal looked a little bit like Jack and Jonathan, though it wasn't really them. I was sensing no energy from them. Just random look-alikes I guess. They seemed somewhat confused as to why a boy had changed into a girl in the boys bathroom, and why a second girl had just walked in. Regardless, dream characters like this have this duty to be a-holes, and they started taunting me and sending some insults my way for being a girl in the boy's bathroom.

I spit a stream blood onto the floor, both to intimidate them and alleviate the annoying feeling still present in my mouth for good. Instead, they said something sexual about the blood that I can't recall. I picked the two of them up, each with one arm, and told them that they had one more chance to stop acting like this and keep to themselves. It scared them into good behavior and I walked out. The dyed hair girl then started taunting them.

When I got out, I was surprised to see that the dream had actually stayed consistent. The school hallway was almost exactly as I had remembered it. The only odd thing was that my parents were both sitting on a sofa in the middle of the hallway watching TV. I looked to see what they were watching and it was just static. They both had zombified expressions as though their brains had turned to mush. In fact, they kind of looked like zombies. I recognized this as another message the dream was sending me.

Manei appeared looking pretty blurry, until she got close and I realized that she was only about six inches tall and was floating in the air. She said something about how this was a different kind of lucid dream than what I usually experienced, where the dream characters were no longer connected to my mind, and therefore I could not take control of their minds or actions, and I could also not sense the energy of dream characters. (Odd, because I could still sense her energy, though it was not overwhelming as it usually was.)

I can't remember the full explanation of what the rules of this new kind of lucid dream was, but I know that it traded the ability to control dream characters and the environment with as much power with vastly increased stability and lucidity. (Such as environments that you could leave and re-enter with little change.) The best part is that the powers that you did retain, the ones you were most familiar with and used stabilized along with the reality making them more reliable. Same goes for your appearance.

The way she explained it was weird. Kind of in that thought-language she often uses. Best I can describe it that it was sort of like an RPG video game where you only have so many skill points that you can assign, so you might have someone who is really good at dream control but has a lot of trouble getting lucid. In other words, it's nearly impossible to be a master of everything at once. So what she had decided to try was like doing a re-spec of my character taking some power from dream control and putting it into lucidity and stability. She said that she was worried that I wouldn't like it. I told her I was happy with it and wished she had done it sooner.

She changed to normal size. We grabbed each others hands and spun around at arms length to change the dream scene. She really seemed to enjoy this and was laughing the entire time. We arrived on a street in a very well-to-do neighborhood. It looked like it was Halloween night because of the decorations, but nobody was out trick or treating.

I remember asking about what costume I should wear, and being told I should be Minecraft Steve. We then got pumpkin pails and I started running toward the first house. I looked back and saw Manei falling behind. I stopped.

"Jade, slow down! You run much faster than when we met."

I lost the dream and woke up.

So, with this transition, I should become lucid more often at the cost of dream control, something I am fine with. I don't need high-octane dream control unless I'm doing advanced/bonus TOTMS. My usual powers should suffice for accomplishing all the goals that I have at hand.

12.06.2015

Soccer, UFOs and more soccer (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Been extremely busy doing many new improvements in my business and other personal stuff. Finished yesterday and already worked back on dreams Did the basic task here.

I was in some place and there was a soccer goal and I told myself why not doing some keeper training. Someone started to shot some penalty kicks and other type of chuts and I was doing pretty well, blocking all the soccerballs from hitting the goal. I felt happy and suddenly, a couple small kids spawned and started to throw soccerballs at me as well. I stopped them all.

After a while doing this, some random soccer players came and started to throw a massive amount of soccer balls, but I think I blocked them all as well. One of them told me that they were going to come tomorrow and use additional balls such as baseballs, footballs, tennisballs, and more... I was wondering that it was such a crazy challenge.

This turned me lucid, but I was enjoying very much my dream, so I kind of said, "Alright, I will just spawn some goal keeper gloves to be able to have better control of my skills." However, I failed. I tried to do it a few times, but when I looked to my hands, I had no gloves on. My hands and fingers changed almost every time I looked at them, just hopping for some gloves. I went outside and I saw a tree and remembered the basic task.

I climbed the tree (hopping to find some gloves) but no gloves. I saw my surroundings. It was a busy city in terms of buildings and lights, but it was silent. I also saw the sky. It was night and it was beautiful. I felt like taking a flight, but wanted to do the soccer thing. However, I saw a few clouds with the shapes of UFOs, some of them where amazing. The UFOs were real, as they had lights and everything, but they were made out of clouds. I decided to fly to one of the UFOs but as I approached at it, it vanished.

I decided to land and look for my gloves. I saw two female characters who appeared to be attracted to me, as they were staring at me in a sexy stance. I approached at them and said, "Do you have my goalkeeper gloves?" One of them said, "Yes, here:" She spawned some gloves similar to these:







I put my gloves on, but it was super hard to puy them on. I lost lucidity at some point, and after a while, I was able to get my gloves on, but now I was in the car, my wife was driving and we were in one of the north San Diego neighborhoods. I saw Gianluigi Buffon moving in a huge house:







I told my wife to stop as I wanted to meet him. We got inside the house and it was under construction still. I was hopping to meet Buffon so he could sign my gloves. I figured that since the gloves were dream-gloves I wouldn't need to return them and if I held tight to them, I could take them out from the dream world to the waking word. We got inside the main lobby of the house and I saw a TV in the distance showing The Simpsons. I was waiting for meet with Buffon until my wife woke me up.

Lucid Nonlucid Notes

Before I begin, I'd like to announce 2 things:

1. Due to a spotted consistency of lucids I have, I have ridded of the TOTNLD, TOTW, and TOTM and replaced them with simply "Tasks".
2. Starting June 30, animated dreams are back! My shorter dreams and more interesting long ones will be animated, the animation posted in the journal!

And that's about it. Now, let's get into the dream.


The first thing I recall was being in class, although my teacher was walking around the front of the room switching between wordlessness and saying random nonsense phrases. Due to the strangeness of this, I became lucid without having to perform a reality check. At first not thinking about my tasks, I decided to just go all out, picking up other students' desks and throwing them at amazing speed at him (I don't hate my teacher, I was just having fun). He did not seem scared, but rather confused as he barely managed to dodge my attacks. I noticed a huge table on the side of the classroom which seemed to have grown, and picked up and threw it at him almost effortlessly, hitting him and knocking him into a bloodless unconsciousness in the back of the room, most of my classmates slightly injured, and all of them in shock. At this point, the dream faded, although I instantly became lucid (albeit unclearly) when I next found myself in my house. This time, I decided to do some normally impossible parkour, moving at lightning fast speeds and destroying parts of my house in the process. I raced past my father and crashed through the door, although it was no longer obliterated when I looked back. Calming down and remembering my task, I realized that the dream was fading and got right on it. I stepped onto a very large plot of mulch outside of my house and to try to improve clarity focused on how it felt, not realizing until after stopping this focus that I was barefoot and was in nothing more than a t-shirt and some underpants. The mulch was quite dense and very dry, and the feel of the wood chips and dry soil felt almost real. At this point the dream was clearly fading so I went right onto the second part of my first task, trying to summon clothes instead of wasting the time to go put some on. I tried this once, but forgot it in order to complete the task when it didn't work. While walking up to a tree, I felt a very sharp (but light) pain in my right foot, accompanied by an unknown voice screaming "OH MY GOD!" as this happened. As I assumed that this had meant that a wood chip was stuck in my toe, I continued walking without looking down, as at this point the shock of seeing blood would wake me up. I reached the tree, hugged it, and closed my eyes as I tried to lift it, but failed. I noticed that my hands would not fit around the tree fully, so I moved them down to a thinner part of the tree to get a better grip. I repeated and felt that it had worked, but I opened my eyes to find the tree still there. Suddenly, I saw a strange distorted view of myself from the outside accompanied by a sound, and in shock lost lucidity although surprisingly stayed in the dream for a bit. After this, I was stuck in a position of my hands behind my back touching the tree and me facing the opposite way and my view was stuck to a profile view of me and the tree. A DC walked up to me (possibly the one that had screamed earlier) and the dream faded.

Task 1: Develop better clarity, lift a tree.
Task 2: Punch out someone with my bare fist without shutting my eyes.
Task 3: Destroy a large structure with my bare hands.
TOTY: Cause (didn't even realize until now that I did this!) and stop a crime using supernatural powers.

Did lots of incubation tonight before my day off tomorrow!
Lucid right now. I am dreaming mind now. Going tothe rainbow to taste the rainbow.
I am dreaming right now I am dreaming right now.

My mantra is I am lucid. I am in a dream I am lucid. I am in a dream.
Then I go flying off to experience the taste of rainbow - I am happy and showing it and lucid.
Then when I have seen myself accomplish this I see a tree in the distance and I decided to go and climb the tree that I can complete task number two and climb up a tree and see a wonderful view and marvel at the view. And I rejoice that I have been able to do my tasks have been aware my dream then at the end I do a reality check and then I do a reality check real life.
My mantra ;

Again I am lucid I am in a dream. I am lucid I am in a dream. To this throughout the day and before bed but definitely throughout the day with reality checks.


Children playing around, making food, enjoying ourselves
Approximately 7:30 AM Sunday 31st of May
I did not meditate this morning but I stayed in bed to carry on dreams. I asked myself what am I doing wrong I have no lucid dreams? I asked myself is it my perception? Or maybe my self awareness? At this point I began to say my mantraI turned onto my side and experimented with the way that I said the mantra . Sometimes I said it as if I was saying to somebody. The next very quietly into myself ... the more I did this send the mantra quietly into myself the more I had experience which was out of this world.

For some reason I decided to stick with the mantra
I am in a dream
I am in a dream.
As I whispered this mantra to myself everything began to change.The H .I .was beginning to get strong so I decided to take notice of it. I remembered that one lady had said when you have a strong H.I then pick A particular point within it and say
I am there.

Then she said you should be drawn to that point. That is exactly what happened I picked to the point and then I began to be drawn to that point it was like a surge of electricity catapulting me towards that point. As I moved towards PowerPoint Indian music began to play very loudly and very clearly I almost reached that very point where I do believe the dream was beginning. However unfortunately I experimented with that surge of electricity and told myself gently back out hoping that I would be able to go back again - It was because this feeling was so unusual had never felt before the weekend to play with and file. Later I have been told by friends that I you could've almost experienced full blown wild.!

The time is 7.09 AM Monday, 1 June.

I did wake back to bed however I was a little emotional and so could not focus properly.
I did have two experience is very similar to yesterday's wild attempt. There were two times I've reached place but did not quite - one time I did actually reach a place that was pitch black and I knew I was in the dream.
I screamed out into the darkness

to "George, mum - help me. You are the only ones that can help me! "

I called out again very very loudly and to begin back into my senses in my bed. But I definitely was in the dream and very aware of it so it was a lucid dream.

Cool Basic task 1
Tonight I had a main and a mini - lucid dreams- yippee
In the first LD I remembered that I wanted to go to taste the rainbow, so I flew up into the sky and imagined myself flying towards a rainbow - the rainbow was there - "there is the beautiful rainbow I want to taste "I said.
However the rainbow was really not all that beautiful and it was quite hard to imagine - sure it was kind of black and white, not in colour ;(however it was my rainbow that I imagine at that time ...I flew towards it and flew through it. I opened my mouth as I flew through it so that I could taste the rainbow. It is not taste of Much that I remember it was black and white taste perhaps -lol- lucidity was low but I was still aware that I was in my dream. I went on to complete the second task now basic task to climb a tree see the view.I went flying to a close by tree "there is a tree that I will climb and see a beautiful view, space and complete my task" I said. I then woke up.
So I guess this means I completed the first basic task of the month even though it is quite low lucidity effort - still happy

I closed my eyes and slowly started hearing voices of people i know while seeing a scene of myself on the bed and transparent figures talking to each other in the room.I than woke myself up which was a bit hard since i was paralyzed. But than I decided to just go back into the dream which i did. I couldn't move again and heard voices and felt people in the room that were there before. After that I believe I lay there and waited till another scene came.

The next scene I was non lucid inside a school for kids. I was walking the girls with another teacher to a auditorium. We made it to the stairs where the girls found a hole to the next bottom stairs. We had to go down so they mentioned how they wanted to go through and just did it. I didn't think it was such a good choice but i felt there was no other way down. After that I think the hole was bigger or i went around and managed to meet with the girls. We all went to an auditorium filled with party things and other teachers. I leaped onto a platform or table and noticed a star hanging on the side of a desk. It was a big yellow star that looked cute.

But the teacher who hanged it mentioned how it looked awful. When I looked back at it it was wrinkly and not bright yellow anymore. More like a mucky yellow. I told her that it looked great and not to worry about it. After that the dream shifted i think.

Anyways at a point I realized i was dreaming and started flying around the sky. An explosion occurred in the sky though and characters began shouting like they were having fun. I flew out the explosion with my arms in front of me and made myself have pink energy all around. I was looking at myself from a far view perspective until it got back to normal. I than thought about how i wanted someone who i was familiar with in the dream to rescue me. I thought about bringing Dawn inside the dream as I was flying.

Than I think that is when he or someone else came. It was a familiar feeling but i couldn't see them. The person was transparent although obviously a guy because of his voice. I held onto the person as we were flying and he started showing me a scene unfolding of stars that rotated than flashed a light in a night sky. I told him I've never seen stars that moved like that but it looked cool. He said he liked it too. Than he showed me the scenery with small pictures of cartoon people around happy and in positions where they look like their doing different things. Than I saw lots of pretty colors and patterns as he was flying me.

That's when I noticed he looked like he had the pattern of colorful sky clouds(Have a blanket like that for my birds) and he was somewhat shaped like a pillow but more oval on the top. I had my knees on the pillow and held his pillow shoulders. I don't know if you can imagine that though but think of it as if your pretending you have a pillow car. Anyways I asked what kind of being he was when i saw that and than we arrived at my parents bedroom.I hugged him to try and get a feel of who he was and he changed his form from pillow to transparency.

I asked him again who he was than the scene shifted and i saw my parents bedroom how it looked when the room was in full and not split. I couldn't see myself but he was showing me the room saying we were friends that played here a long time ago. I than noticed a transparent person appearing in the room. Except they looked like they were on the floor trying to fix something. I tried to wake myself up because he started showing me things like a few creepy dream characters i met before. I ended up paralyzed on my bed and told him to stop taking control. But he ended up showing me a picture frame with white curve lines around the rectangular frame. There were tiny chibi looking kids around the pic. Than he made me put the piece of a tiny little boy chibi person to complete the puzzle on the picture.

I got a feeling that I wanted to do that but wanted to wake up even more. I than reappeared on the bed and heard a t.v. on. I also felt my dad was in the next room. I tried getting up but could only open one eye.I felt that maybe the scene was really happening now but than i reappeared on the bed.After i waited for a bit I manged to get out the dream by thought and woke up.

EDIT: It had to be Dawn. P

#443 - DILD - 5:01AM


This dream was from Monday morning...

I'm enjoying keeping my entries short and to the point with less detail. It makes it easier for lazy slugs like me to read. Not much happened in this dream anyway. I've really got to get a high level LD soon.

I find some acoustic guitars in a church. My mom tells me to take one since they aren't being used. I chose one and begin to play. It feels random, but sound amazing. Everyone claps for me.

I recognize the dream sign and become lucid. I almost lose the dream but I manage to concentrate and reenter. My memory gets foggy and all I can recall is looking at some colorful gift bags thinking on goals. For some reason I think that I was to trace something in the air. I make some shape in the air with my finger and I see a silver trail of light follow and then vanish. Someone looks at me with a knowing look. I think I am doing the wrong task and I wake up.

I later dream non lucid about being a traveling businessman with way too many sexual hookups. I keep telling the women that I love them, but I seem to just want to "hit it and quit it". There was some drama on an airplane with some woman.

Ok I typed a bunch of this up, then left the room and Sofie sat on the keyboard and messed up my whole world.

I had a nap WILD, phased through my bedroom wall, got a little stuck, got outside, saw a tree, climbed it, got to the top, but I was too heavy for it and it bent over and I was back on the ground lol.

Then I WILDed again and called Lee Pace on my cell phone and he showed up in a sports car and we made out until he disappeared and I woke up.