lucid

Hello, my name is lizzie. Okay....

I had this dream about a guy, who I never get his name but he's always there. I might be dreaming of something else but he shows up and we talk. I wake up thinking who is he, why is he there, and if maybe I'll meet him. However it goes away fast. Though the last dream I had, I felt him looking for me in my dream, there was chaos all around me and me running away. Till I found him and he just hugged me and ran away together. Somewhere in my dream things happened that something was making us separate us and him yelling, "I'll will always find you. Always Liz"
It warmed my heart and woked up, thinking why I dreamt about him so many times continuously. Makes me wonder, if I'll ever meet him.

I was planning on doing a wbtb and then lding for the totm, but I got the ld before the wbtb.

A very long dream where me and mom go from tasting food at some fancy restaurant to running away from street thugs in a nasty area. The dream covered a great deal of distance by foot. At some point towards obviously the end of the REM, my awareness goes up and I have a moment of clarity. I remember the totm and actually also a moment before all the running away and eating that was also lucid and I did a quick tree climb there as well but a short one before losing lucidity. We are in the streets of this South African town and I am excited about exploring, thinking I can do the task of the month later as I feel I have plenty of time. Still, I decide to give it a try now rather than later. There is a tree right in front of me, and while holding something in one hand, I use the other to climb up the tree. It is very easy to do, which feels weird and cool at the same time. As I focus on the tree, couple more branches appear and I wonder would this turn into an endless climbing. Luckily, the tree height stops to extend beyond and I finally reach its top. I remind myself to have a look at the surroundings, checking out the streets below, the buildings ahead and what looks like a small park in between. At this point, the dream ends rather unexpectedly.

Ritual: I haven't let myself get bothered by my dry spell of the last few weeks, since it was easily attributable to lack of motivation and practice. My work life has been much more relaxed, so I think dreaming has been less psychologically necessary. I'm starting to observe a consistent pattern where I get lucid more frequently and intensely at times when I am under the most stress in waking life. I always think I'll have more time to work on dreaming when that stress disappears, but usually I find my motivation disappears along with it. I think this is because when I have more free time, I indulge in other kinds of experiences that satisfy my mind in a way similar to dreaming: films, books, and especially computer games.

Recently I started getting irritated with the bad dream recall and lack of lucidity, and decided to put more work into it. I did a few WILD attempts where my inability to count much higher than ten revealed my lack of mental focus and clarity, and they went nowhere. Today I found myself wide awake after sleeping four hours, a perfect WBTB, so I decided to try again. I didn't want to take any active supplements (alpha-gpc, galantamine, or piracetam), but I also didn't want to miss out on the placebo effect and reifying of intentions that might be gained from swallowing something, so I took a few tablets of bacopa and one of NAC. For good measure I also strapped on my MotivAider, set to 45 minutes, then lay down to do some counting. My focus was still crap.

I was not fully asleep yet when I felt the first pulse of the MotivAider, however it roused me enough that I noticed I was seeing some really amazing hypnagogic patterns. This is the first time I've experienced such distinctly geometric and symmetrical patterns in the hypnagogic state. I got up to use the bathroom and was amazed at the way the patterns persisted every time I closed my eyes, moving and transforming. I was tempted to wake up more fully to sketch them, but realized I could make better use of this state, so I preserved it and kept watching the imagery as I lay back down in bed.

I decided to skip the counting this time and work directly on tactile sensations. I concentrated on trying to move the dream body without activating my real one, and there was that inevitable ambiguity at first, but then I reached up to touch my face and I was pretty sure it was my dream arm that did it. I felt around my mouth with my tongue and was sure of it: the taste in my mouth felt too flat, too muted, to even be the normal background mouth-taste that we typically overlook. When I was confident that I had integrated into the dream body, I got up into my bedroom.

WILD, "Reflections / Zznvogayi": It is my first time getting lucid this month, so I decide to try a TOTM. The mirror task is convenient, since there are large mirrored sliding closet doors only steps away from my bed. I walk over and stand in front of one. At first I think the reflection bears a close resemblance to me, only with fuller cheeks and smaller eyes. But rapidly these features grow more exaggerated until they no longer look like me at all: the face is horribly bloated and the eyes have all but vanished beneath the puffy surrounding tissue. I recognize this as DR: I've been reading Gyo, a horror manga by Junji Ito, and it's full of faces like this. I force myself to keep watching as the image becomes more and more hideous, as though it is deliberately trying to unnerve me, but I remain calm and at last it vanishes.

It seems like the show is over, but the TOTM instructions were to keep looking as long as you can, so I continue watching the mirror. For a while it shows no reflection at all, just an empty dark space. Then a new reflection appears. This woman is beautiful, elegantly dressed in an archaic ballgown. I note that the bottom of her dress expands into almost a full half-sphere, and recall that this style was characteristic of the 1850s. I look up toward her face, but even though the expansive bottom of her dress is brightly illuminated, her entire upper body is in deep shadow and I can make out nothing but the silhouette of an appealingly slender torso. I keep staring until finally a tinge of light illuminates the lower curve of a shapely breast. I never do see the rest of her. As I continue watching, she is replaced by a male figure. I have the impression of a hairy man in rough clothing or primitive furs, but already the dream is deconstructing itself around me and when it stabilizes I am in another place entirely.

I find myself at the top of stairs leading down through water and rockery, landscaping that reminds me of a Chinese garden, though the buildings on all sides look contemporary. I wander down the stairs wondering what to do next. In late May I finally started playing Dragon Age: Inquisition, and was delighted to discover that one of the core characters is a lucid dreamer. This gives me the idea to try to summon him. Summoning people, historical or fictional (I rarely attempt it with WL people because I feel like it would be rude to deal with their doppelgangers), has always been my weakest area of dream control, but I'm determined to make it work. At first I hope to recognize the character among random DCs passing by, but don't see any likely candidates. Then I notice that at the bottom of the stairs is a large cafe, with a number of tables clustered in a semi-interior space with no front wall. This gives me an idea.

The cafe is organized enough to have a hostess desk, so I approach the two women working there and tell them, "There's someone waiting for me." When they ask his name, I say "Solas." One of the women acknowledges that he is here, and tells me to follow her. Oh my, is my trick actually working? I worry that I might get too excited over the prospect of success and destabilize the dream, and of course even that thought comes dangerously close to doing so, but I quell it and force myself to keep going along with the events I've set in motion, despite my impatience. So I follow the hostess, who leads me among the small circular tables toward one where a man is sitting by himself. I squint at him, trying to figure out if he really looks like Solas. Not so much: his face is thin enough but the features aren't right, and his skin has an odd greenish cast. I do my best to will his appearance into a better fit with my expectations, but this doesn't work. Oh well, appearances aren't everything. Maybe at least he'll identify as the character?

I sit down at the table and say, "Are you Solas?" He confirms that he is not. I don't remember our conversation clearly, but I recall being impressed with this DC's confidence and sense of his own identity. He seemed to find my questions foolish or nonsensical whenever I attempted to steer him toward my own ideas of how the scene should play out. For instance, when I asked something like "Are you from Thedas?" he replied emphatically, "I am from here." Still trying to keep up with the DA:I theme, I asked, "Is this the Fade?" I seem to recall he had an interesting answer to that, but I've unfortunately forgotten it.

At some point either I ask for his name or he volunteers it... and it is both odd and unfamiliar. I repeat what I think I've heard: "Vinyogi?" He shakes his head and says it again. This time I can make out that there are four syllables, with the emphasis on the second. "Zunvogayi?" I have to try several times before he's happy with my pronunciation, but it sounded something like that. I ask how to spell it, thinking this will help me remember it better, and he explains that the first syllable is spelled 'Zzn', but clarifies that the second 'z' functions as a 'u'. He gets up to leave and I follow, badgering him about how to spell the rest of it. He asks why I want to know, which I realize is a reasonable suspicion. I try to come up with an explanation that will sound bland and plausible without mentioning that I'm dreaming this, so I say something lame along the lines of, "I like to keep records of my activities."

Outside the cafe we head left down a path and then turn to the right, where some DCs are gathered looking at a long thin object resembling a small oar that is attached to a wall with a number on the paddle end. From their conversation I gather that it is a house number, and possibly they are trying to figure out if they should proceed with some kind of heist. Zznvogayi pulls out some cards and lays down four of them as though doing a divination. There are words and pictures on the cards, but they don't make sense to me. From what I can tell, the cards suggest that "if you have guts you get ice cream." I tentatively interpret that to mean that bravery will yield rewards... a favorable oracle? The DCs discuss the matter among themselves. Meanwhile I'm still pestering Zznvogayi to tell me how to spell the rest of his name, which he finally does. Of course it was just as complicated as the first syllable, and all I remember now is him explaining: "The 'v' and the 'd' are the same." "That makes sense," I reply, thinking how easily the two letters could merge based on linguistic similarity, and the fact that in some languages, like Sanskrit, they commonly occur in the compound phoneme 'dv'.

I want to make another attempt at summoning Solas, but this environment is too modern and urban to be suitable, so I decide to find somewhere better. Since there are a lot of DCs around I offer to make a show of it, announcing, "I'm going to make a portal!" Sure enough, this gets their attention and a small audience gathers behind me. I realize that with so many people watching I ought to give them a good visual spectacle. I begin by establishing, a few feet above the ground, a smudge of light colored deep cobalt blue. Then I wave my hand in a circle to rotate the light, spinning it into a flat vertical disk. I recall the beautiful hypnagogic patterns I was watching earlier as I fell asleep, and decorate the disk similarly. When I feel that the portal is well-established, I step through, trying to fix my thoughts on an environment appropriate to DA:I. However, at the spur of the moment I have trouble remembering any setting in particular, and for a while I find myself floating in unconstructed dream space. I focus on staying in the dream and finally a new environment forms around me. Across well-groomed lawns are large buildings whose style is unmistakably contemporary. There are no windows on the side wall of the building that I'm facing, just a four-digit number to identify it. This place looks like an expensive corporate campus: very far from what I was hoping for!

FA: It was probably the disappointment that woke me, but I had so much to write that I immediately went into "preserve and recall" mode, grabbing the notebook next to my bed and jotting down as many notes as I could before the memories faded, starting with the name 'Zznvogayi'. At one point I noticed that the pen wasn't making any marks on the paper, and remembered that earlier I had covered part of that page with an oval of wax. I tried to remember why and thought it must have had something to do with portals. I flipped over to a new page and continued taking notes, until I woke up more fully and realized that I was not actually writing, it had been an FA, and I would need to pick up my notebook for real and do it properly.

Fear

I was on a bed with my eyes closed talking to Dawn. I remember reappearing on the same bed quite a few times until i somehow arrived downstairs in the hall. There were three characters around me, one who i think was my younger brother. One of the characters who looked like Kiro's anime form went to go get something after that. I felt uncomfortable so I went into a room, locked the door and told Dawn how I felt. He told me not to worry but when I heard footsteps I went through the air conditioner in hopes of appearing somewhere else. I started flying above houses and began feeling more uncomfortable. Negative thoughts started popping up as i was looking around an flying. I saw a huge portal that sort of looked like the one from the anime kyoukai no rinne. I flew further to see a abandoned broken castle and heard someone singing an anastatia song. I flew to where i heard the sound and started singing it too. But than I thought about the part where she is imagining people dancing but it looks like ghosts.

I than appear on my bed in the dark with something moving around in side me. Its black, has red eyes and almost like the form of a human but more monster looking. It was laughing as it flew around inside me. I told it to stop but it wouldn't so I started punching myself. Prayed to be brave. Than remembered that i didn't need help because these characters were apart of myself. I saw a phone on a chair after i got out of the paralysis moment. On the phone it said "I will paint over your house". I than flew outside and noticed the orange roof top houses. The scene shifted to a teenager sitting on a porch step with a little girl. Than to me back on the bed paralyzed. I felt really heavy and like i could not get up but i forced myself up.
I than reappeared on the bed and kept punching myself to wake up until i just thought of waking up. Guess I was just mad at the constant reappearing. hahaha

Rape

Something about a girl dream competition where we try to beat up each other in a dream. I than left and started walking home. It was raining. I saw a couple of guys with bats trying to fight eachother. Than one comes up to me with a bat. I try to fly away but i can't. The guy than runs after me and grabs me. The scene than switches to a paper where there are words that rapist use to seduce their girl victims. Its very inappropriate that i can't belive my own dreamng mind came up with those.

The scene than shifts to the interior of the store where the guy who raped me is talking to the store owner or someone about a baby i will have. There are white pills in my hand that are in a clear container. I'm thinking about how its unfair that i get raped, have to take birth control pills and the owner of the store is friends with the rapist. I than get out the store. There is a old dark skin man with a gun on the street. He is pointing it at reporters and people mentioning that he is going to shoot everyone of them for raping the one he cares about. The reporters make fun of him than he starts shooting.I than fly to a street far away from the scene.

There is a announcement saying that in 11 hours there will be a earthquake in tokyo. I than notice on the top of a door there is a pizza and words saying "Educate your pizza". I wonder how much time till i wake up after seeing the future vision than wake up for real.

I don't believe the second was a future vision. It was just my brain was half taken by the dream plot.

Out of the blue I remembered a dream I had a couple of nights ago.

I just remember a certain part where I was sitting in a pretty bedroom and noticed that there was music playing around me. I really liked the sound of it. I must have been lucid because I remember thinking, "I need to remember this music and take it back to the real world when I wake up." It was sort of short and repetitive, had voices but no words. I hummed it again and again so I would remember.

When I woke up I was disappointed that I couldn't remember. But after a few minutes I was able to pull it out of my mind. And I can still hum it now, a couple of days later. It was much more complex in the dream, but I remember the melody.

Now this is where someone with real musical talent could use lucid dreaming for new song writing ideas. In LDs you could turn on a radio and hear the next song you are going to write. It's an amazing idea.

6-7-15

I had a fairly long lucid dream last night. Unfortunately, it was earlier on in the night. I thought I had gotten up and written it down. But now I see that I had only done that in a dream. So a lot of the details are fading from the dream. But I will share what I remember.

I was in the middle of a long complex dream. I was in an apartment in a tall building. In the part that I remember the bad guy was coming after me with a needle and was trying to drug me. I somehow ran away and out onto a balcony many stories high. I climbed over the rail and swung myself under the balcony to hide. but I realized that he would most likely look for me here. So I jumped down to the balcony below me and dropped over the edge of that one too. I started making my way down towards ground level.

Somewhere in here I realized that what I was doing would probably terrify me in real life. I must be dreaming.

I took off flying. I remembered a conversation I had where I was telling someone how real flying felt in dreams. So as I flew I really paid attention to all the sensations that went along with flying. With anything in dreams, the more you look for the details, the more you will find them. So I noticed the wind in my hair. I especially noticed how my stomach lurched when I swooped down very fast.

I ended up flying into another building. I saw a Japanese lady standing next to a table. There were beautiful plants on the table and part of the table was like a tank with about 6 inches of water in in. For some reason I really wanted to stick my head in the water and breathe the water in, since I knew I could do that in dreams. So I did. I couldn't get my whole head under water, but all of my face was covered. I took a breath and took the water in. Afterwards I pulled my head out and noticed my mouth was still full of water. So I gargled the water. My lucid self thought that was quite interesting. I had never gargled in a dream. I guess that's something we all need to experience.

I then wanted to do some sort of task. I hadn't prepped myself the night before. I didn't have a clear plan of what I wanted to do. I had too many things on my list. The first thing that popped into my head was to do the Dreamviews' Task of the Month, which I thought was to run at a wall and transport to another place--similar to Harry Potter's platform 9 3/4. (In retrospect, this was not a current Task of the Month. It had been quite a while ago. I haven't even looked up this month's Tasks because I have been out of town and busy).

I saw in front of me a wall that looked like it was made of rock. I was still inside of the building so I knew it was fake rock. It almost looked like fabric. But I figured it would work as well as anything else. I ran and pushed myself through the wall. I was a little surprised at how easy it was. (I had a long streak of dreams where I would try to use my mirror portal and would keep hitting the mirror and bouncing off.)

As I came out the other side of the wall portal I saw that I was in a very large dark room. All the walls in this room seemed to be made of fabric. They had scenes of mountains painted on.


At this point I suddenly felt myself wake up. I felt a little discouraged, but I decided that I was going back to the dream. I concentrated and pictured the room. Slowly it started appearing around me again. I felt quite satisfied with myself for getting back. This is a skill that I have been working on lately and having some success with.

To keep myself in the dream I rubbed my hands together (a good trick for dream stabilization). I also lifted my shirt and rubbed my hands on my stomach. I wanted to make sure my dream body was very solid.


I can't really remember what happened next. I know I did some more things and then woke up again. I was able to get myself back in the dream a second time. I did a few more things, but those things have faded since I didn't write them down. I don't think they were big tasks, just little things like flying and noticing things. Maybe something will come to me later today.

But anyway, even though this wasn't a spectacular LD, I felt good about it. I have been getting lucid more easily again after my long dry spell. And I am also getting better at bringing myself back to the dream if I lose it too soon. That's a great skill to figure out.

I had a moment of lucidity this morning. I did a WBTB and then got to sleep in.

I found myself walking through an underground cave system. I was with Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. We had gone back 50 years in time so he could fight this guy and hopefully receive information that would really help us in our very complicated situation.

At some point I thought "Hmm. What are the chances that I am actually hiking in a cave right now? This is a seriously cool place. There is probably more of a chance that I'm dreaming right now than in this cave." I had really mixed feelings about it. I wanted to have a lucid dream. But I didn't want to abandon this epic quest I was on.

I concentrated and started to float. Yep. Dream.

But my next thought was that this ability would come in super handy for the fight Spike and I were about to face.

In the end I lost lucidity while keeping my flying ability. The story line of this dream was too good to let go.


Earlier in the night I had another cool dream where I found a golden ring with the power to make me invisible. I also could fly. Everyone was chasing me. I had a hard time getting away even with flight and invisibility. Too many low ceilings. At some point in the dream I turned into a hobbit. I remember someone grabbing my hairy feet and knowing that was going to give away my identity. At some point Gandalf was in the dream too and the story in became complex.

I had another dream where I was whale watching on this small boat and there were whales and dolphins all aound us very close. I was always just a little too slow with my camera to get a good picture.

It's great to be able to sleep in sometimes. My dreams are always so much better when I do.

5-26-15


I had three lucid dreams last night...actually this morning before waking. All short. I will write details later. Did an unintentional WBTB.

Basically I was lost in an unfamiliar big city at night. I was on foot. My phone was having issues and I couldn't make calls or pull up a map. Finally a lady came by and I was telling her my problems. Suddenly everything I was telling her was obvious. Those were common dream signs. I was dreaming. I immediately took off flying. I rubbed my hands together. I was wearing blue crocheted gloves...which I immediately took off. I also noticed how my teeth felt against my tongue, something that I have never noticed before in a LD. I flew, noticing things and taking off clothing until I woke up.

But then went back to sleep and had two more.

On my way home from work I stop at a DND local convention. I am walking around the tables and talking to people I know. there's an open mc and giancarlo esposito is waiting to go up. He is annoyed and says it's his turn next. the guy on the mic is covering an electronic dance music song with beatboxing. i see friends from my whole life and keep giving them hugs. People I haven't seen in forever.

I'm talking to a girl I know in her house. I she has had encounters with aliens and it makes her very nervous to talk to people.

I am lucid. I don't remember how i got lucid but i know i am dreaming. i am walking through a hallway of a house with many doors. i walk into one room and it's dark with many couches and people sleeping. I try to turn on the lights go get a better look but they don't work. "oh yeah, I'm dreaming" i look at a shelf and and see a dinosaur soft and fluffy. I'm remembering that one of my dream goals is to use my senses. i grab it and hug it and walk to the next room. It is very soft and fuzzy. in the real world my baby hits me and i wake up.

I have a couple of false awakenings away.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being at my mom's house in my slightly dark bedroom. The only other light that was in the room came from overcast light outside. About 5 other people were in there, out of those five I specifically remember Sim, Erin, and Mike being there.

My bedroom had 4 other twin beds put in there, and my room was a bit bigger. The beds were side by side, and each person was laying on one with blankets. We were taking turns playing some sort of game of charades.

I remember that it was my turn. I walked up to my desk with one of my blankets, and sat down in my desk chair. I didn't proceed to act out, though, because Sim and Erin were talking and I was talking with them.

Suddenly, as if it was totally normal, I began to sort of "conduct" this music that was playing. It was the "20th Century Fox" theme music that plays before most movies. I don't know where it was coming from, but I didn't think it was weird or anything, in fact, I was having a lot of fun.

After that ended, I was still sitting in the chair. Suddenly, Sim got onto her knees on her bed, held her blanket above her head so it made a sort of "cave" over her, and proceeded to "whip" her hair in a circular motion. Sort of like a stripper.

"Wait, Sim no..." I said. "Don't do that.."

Erin saw it too and was saying the same thing. "No.. you gotta do it like this." and Erin proceeded to whip her hair up and down.

After a couple seconds, I said, "What am I even doing up here?" I got up from the chair and went and "sat" on top of my bedside table. Mike was to my right, looking at me curiously.

Some urge of mine told me to open the cabinet of my bedside table. I reached down to the light tan cabinet knob of the bedside table, and opened it. Oddly, there was another door behind it. The same exact one, in fact, like I had never opened the door in the first place.

Realization overtook me. "Wait a minute..." I said.

I reached up to my nose, pinched, and breathed in. I was actually DREAMING!

Suddenly, all noise had stopped. There were only three people in the room now. I could feel a weak presence at my right elbow; there was someone walking beside the bed to the left; and myself. This dawned on me in about a half second.

Ignoring whatever was at my right, I slowly got off the bedside table and acted like I was walking towards whatever person was walking towards the bathroom now. It looked like someone I knew, but I couldn't really tell in the semi-darkness. Once my feet hit the floor, I suddenly felt someone push me from the right, my shoulder. I heard a large grunting noise from right beside my right ear, sounding like "ERR!" I expected that I would hit the ground. But instead, I kept falling. I couldn't see anything or feel anything. I felt like I could have been floating. From the time I was pushed to the time the dream ended, it had been about 3 seconds.

Then I woke up, for real.

Actually had two different wake-up times today, with several tasks completed in each one.

8:15am
I was at work (during the summer, I work with a Dell contractor setting up computers at elementary schools), but there were a ton of annoying kids that kept asking what we were doing. They kept stealing some of our equipment, and we had to chase them down to get it back. It took us forever to finally finish the job with all the setbacks.

I was at my childhood house, when I spontaneously became lucid. I was able to remember the TOTMs, and one of them was staring at a mirror. I walked over to this body-length mirror we had by the bathroom and stared at my reflection. I had a 5 o’clock shadow of a beard, and was initially wearing a green hoodie (kind of like my avatar), but then everything kept changing. My face kept changing shape, mainly getting fatter and skinnier. My facial hair kept changing from a beard to clean shaven to a goatee. My hair changed styles, eventually growing out until it hung down to my shoulders. Even my hoodie changed colors, from red to blue to purple. I stared as long as I could, but I had to look away for fear the dream would destabilize.

I next decided to walk outside and take on more tasks. I immediately saw a rainbow canopy hanging over the door to the garage. I thought about eating it to do the rainbow task, but figured that wouldn’t really meet the requirements. Instead I looked in the sky, and saw 3 or 4 rainbows that seemed decently close to the ground. One looked like it was right above the top of this tree in my backyard, so I figured I’d kill two birds with one stone and climb the tree to eat it. I started climbing the tree, but after I got about halfway, the tree started to sink into the ground. I managed to get to the top, but by that time it was too low to the ground and I couldn’t see over my house. I jumped off and flew over to another tree in my backyard. I landed fairly close to the top, but before I could take in my surroundings, the tree started sinking again. I was about to try it on one more tree, but the dream switched.

I was now in this futuristic dystopia in what seemed like a space station. Flying robots patrolled the halls, and were required to escort you from one part of the station to another, to make sure you didn’t try to escape. I apparently had done something bad, so I was being escorted by the robots to the police. They brought me to this area outside (if there is an “outside” on a space station) with a large catapult. Next to the catapult, a man was standing with a revolver pointed at me. He didn’t look like him, but for some reason I knew that this guy was a resurrected Joseph Stalin. He threatened to shoot me if I didn’t launch myself from the catapult through a large hoop in the air about 100 yards away. “You’re insane, why do I have to do that?” He cocked his gun, so I reluctantly agreed. I flew through the sky, but missed the target by a lot and fell. Luckily, I respawned next to the catapult, again with Stalin pointing the gun at me. I tried several times, but I missed every time. Eventually, I decided I didn’t want to launch again. I tried to knock the gun out Stalin’s hand, but instead it fired into my stomach, and I died. I respawned yet again, and tried several times to knock the gun out until I woke up for real.
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10:15am
I was at the house of my 6th grade teacher. I was hiding upstairs because I was naked, and tried to find any clothes I could use to cover up. I thought to cover my nether regions with toilet paper for some reason, so I wrapped myself a nice pair of TP underwear around my legs and crotch.

Spoiler for ”R-Rated Content”:

No, seriously, I’m not joking, this part’s really weird and slightly disturbing. It’s really not that important to the story, I’m only putting it here in the interest of full disclosure. Are you sure you want to read it?

Spoiler for ”Yes, I have a sick sense of humor.”:

Unfortunately, my penis broke through the toilet paper in the front. I was going to reinforce it, but I heard someone coming upstairs. I didn’t want anyone to see me in this embarrassing situation, so in a panicking frenzy, I grabbed some scissors and cut off my penis. I then quickly re-covered my crotch with TP.

A young girl, probably about 5 or 6 came upstairs, and thankfully didn’t seem to care about my lack of clothes. She told me to come downstairs, so I did,but I also spontaneously became lucid. I remembered another TOTM, with the magic show. I got their attention, and then pulled out some scissors and cut off my finger. At first they were a little concerned, but then I waved my hand over my finger, and it reappeared. I did it again just for the heck of it, and they were both impressed.

Next I remembered the house quest. In an attempt to make sure my intention came true, I leaned down to the girl.

“Do you want to check out my house?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s not only my house, it literally represents me.”
“Woah, cool!”

I take her by the hand and we walk outside. Everything looks like it’s built in Minecraft style. We walk over to my house. The exterior of the house had large windows for every room. We walked around the back of the house, and I could see that every room had a single plaque in the middle of each room as a centerpiece. I walked through the back door into a small library, where several of my old friends were sitting at some tables. One of them waved me over to tell me something (which I don’t remember now). I talked to them until I woke up.

Date: Saturday June 6 2015, 6:20 AM
Important: No

Caffeine induced spacewalk and local tour

bill and i can't sleep we are driving around in his truck looking for something to do. it's night time and we are on old country roads. it's about six forty five and i remember a place where we can get some breakfast. I hear on the radio about a club that will be doing last call in about 5 min. I say "man that's pretty crazy that there are people who are still out and partying right now.

I see a giant display of Peppa pig in the sky and think that it may be coming from the club. bill grabs my hand and shows me that i'm not paying attention to the road. Now i'm driving very fast on country roads trying to stay on them. they shift from asphalt, to dirt to cartoon at a rapid pace. i have to keep swerving to not crash into the canyon below.

scene change. the truck is now parked in a driveway. it's still kind of dark out but we know it's morning time. There's a black family inside up and running around doing stuff. I ask bill if we can leave and he tells me that the car is blocked in. I see two cars in front of us.
"How can we get out"
bill says he needs one of them to move the car.

I knock on the door and a little black girl comes up. I ask her to get her mom. her mom comes to the window that's slightly open and says that she's not coming outside.

now i hear the rush of air that means there's a slight leak in my CPAP in the real world. I say to her and bill "look guys i'm dreaming, i'm out of here."
I'm walking down the neighborhood at night wondering what i'm going to do. Looking at all of the houses. I look up in the sky and remember i want to go to the moon. I start to fly and don't get very high before coming to the ground. I start to fly again I do go up into space.

I'm floating in space and i'm looking around for the moon. I don't see it but i see a couple of bigger stars that may be the moon. I'm thinking of flying over to them but then I'm remembering my grappling hook i have on my hip (control manifestation trick) I'm feeling for the hook and pretend to have it and the fire it out into space. the dream is starting to wobble..

I think to stabilize. I look down at my hands and see them. Then i start rubbing them together. The space scene goes away in a flash of bright light and I'm back in a neighborhood in day time. Now i'm walking on a street and it's bright and beautiful out. I'm looking at a bush, and can hear the wind rustling. The leaves are bright green and vibrant and i can see them shimmering with the wind in a somewhat unnatural manner.

I come upon a house with a ton of pumpkins in the yard. I can tell they are mechanical. I look closely at one of them and can see that it appears to be some kind of a sound system. There are lots of small buttons and displays. I think that i want to meet this person who made these things. I pick up the pumpkin and throw it down thinking it will make him come out. nothing happens so I keep walking.

These two kids come up to me. A little girl says, "hey mister, give me a card, I don't care what the card is." I reach down into the pocket of my jeans and start feeling for the card. I don't feel anything but come up and hand her nothing. Now she's holding the card and it's the ace of diamonds. We are walking along a sidewalk with a chain link fence next to a big empty lot and i say to her "aren't you much older?" and I tousle her hair.

There's a lady a little ways away wearing a black gym outfit passing out flyers for her gym which is behind her. I smile at her and say "why don't you give me a tour?" she smiles back and we go inside. we walk into the first room and there's a mattress on the floor. I say "is this the bedroom?" she smiles at me again and I feel heat in my groin. The dream wobbles again and I wake up.


Tony Blanco

#442 - DILD - 1:51AM

I went to bed super early but ended up with restless legs at midnight. I took 5mg Valium and returned to bed.

I am looking out a second story window with my son. Two cigar shaped aircraft hover in the sky. One lands in the yard and the other smacks the window. I realize they are just funny looking drones. I inspect the glass but find no cracks even though I am sure I heard it break. I see two boys with remotes controls across the street and I try to use my phone to record them as evidence just in case they really did damage my house. I can't get my phone to work right and I see a girl trying to get her cat on part of the roof. Somehow all of this triggers lucidity and I run down the stairs and out the front door to interact with the kids. It's now night time and they all scatter as I fly around the yard. I see the girl run in my front door so I go back after her. My cat is always trying to get out in waking life and it was no different in the dream world. I set her outside and let her run thinking this will somehow benefit her in waking life. I can't find the girl in the darkness of my house and I wonder if she phased out a wall. I see my wife in the kitchen and the dream darkens. I try to maintain but lose out to a false awakening. I enter my dream in my DJ and skip forward to work where I tell B that I got lucid last night and it was awesome. I wake up.

A lot more happened in the dream, but my recall was weak and I don't feel like adding details. I had a few other super vivid and interesting dreams until I had to get up for work.

Sat 06/06/2015 2nd dream

To experience this dream while people read it I will try to go into as much detail as possible about what the church looks like.

(Those of you who have been to St James church Twickenham Middlesex will know what the church looks like from the inside).

My Church is Small it has about 18 benches either side two large alcoves at the end of a walkway, one to the right where a choir normally is with an electric organ,

One to the left where more people can sit and a podium to read the gospels.

At the Center alcove end down the end there is the altar and on every wall there are glass windows.

For this dream you will need to know about these locations

The Dream started of like as if I was going to play the organ like normal for a mass (I was not lucid at this point). There was still 15 minutes before mass started, so I had plenty of time to practice.

I went up to the organ to sit down and prepare to play, the organs keys were not there, instead was a PC Keyboard and if i touched the keyboard there was organ keys sounds coming out of it.
I thought to myself "how am I going to play the Portuguese National Anthem now?".

There were a lot of people who I knew there and some I did not who looked Portuguese. I was starting to get very concerned and left the organ to find the priest and asked what happened to the organ keys, I couldn't find him and ended up going back to the organ, then found the keys had returned and there was a choir and another organist sitting there, so I decided to take another seat and let them do the mass. A few minutes later the mass started and there was a woman 2 meters away from me holding some sort of candle, and another person holding a staff with a frock on the end. The candle set the frock on fire and both of them had to rush out of the church.

There was a lot of confusion at this point and the mass was stopped.

Everyone could see the women out of the window where the choir was and hear them shouting at each other.

It was then I realized this wasn't possible, because the real windows are above the ground, and these ones were close to the ground, so they had shifted position, I was starting to realise things were not as they seemed in life, then the women crashed through the window, I got startled, but then realised, This can not be real, I must be drea....

and woke up again.

Before I type this, I just want DV members to know, that normally, this type of dream would stay in a secret dream journal, because I would wan't want people in the world to know about a certain secret/passion of mine. I have come realise though this site I can share this secret, because if I get any emails about it, or replies from people I know, I will find out they are also DV members, also I would want to know if other share the same passion.

Sat 06 June 2015
1st Dream

I had entered this dream around afternoon time (dreamworld time) I had been going around a department store looking for a present for someone (not sure who) The store look kinda familiar and was big (I was still not lucid at this point), I went down an isle objects such as clothes and perfumes at my side, then I went an escalator to the next floor I saw a large square in the middle of the floor covered with various gifts but one in particular caught my eye. The was 2 boxes large long like big oblong with a see through window and my passion in plain sight. The boxes had large uninflated balloons 24 inch (round) in them. At this point I had to hold myself from making any reaction, because there were to many people around, there were even more balloons around other kind of stalls, I knew if I made to much of a reaction my secret would be exposed, I decided to walk away take a breather, the price wasn't bad either £10.94 I thought why not (I can find a way to hide them), then I came back and tried purchase one box. the box was being in a raffle rather than a sale. I was disappointed but thought (it is not meant to be) so I was about to walk away when suddenly I noticed that the box had got smaller, and asked if that was the box that was there a while ago, the sales woman who I spoke to said "yes, it hasn't been changed, why do you ask"

At this I realised "I must be Dreamin....

And Woke Up, cursing in my mind that from that point I wasn't able to stay lucid and enjoy a deep desire of mine.