lucid

Last night I listened to 15 minutes of this podcast before going to sleep at 11:20.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
All I remember is that there was this whole thing at school about taking a break from cheering by playing Hearts. My dad was especially hung up about it. Later, I was at my house and Z said he ran "10 miles yesterday," followed by N saying he ran one.

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That's it. It's sad because I have the sense this was a ginormous dream, and also because I didn't wake up till 5:30. I jotted the dream down and poorly did SSILD till I fell back asleep at 5:40-ish.

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Dream #2 (Lucid; FA; Non-Lucid):
I can barely read my handwriting for this but I'll try! The main character was a guy in his late twenties, and his companion was a girl who could've been anywhere from 19-24. They were in my house, but in different rooms. She was "off-screen" in the bedroom, and he was in the bathroom with the lights turned off. He was perched on top of the door and holding his breath, hiding from a monster coming up the stairs.

Not sure how that scene transitioned into this one, but the monster was now in the bedroom about to kill the girl. MC ran in and knocked it off of her. I can't recall its appearance, only that it was big and dark... maybe wearing a tophat and bowtie? Anyway, the monster turned on him, trying to poke his eyes out.

MC held it off but was starting to feel a little nervous now, so he said in a silly voice, "Why do they always go for the eyes?!" [They had fought multiple monsters before this; not sure if they were false memories or not.]

His attempt to lighten the mood worked. The monster backed off and became friendlier, though MC could feel it was still a threat. It gave him a watch and headed toward the exit, saying something neither MC nor I (as the nonexistent observer) could make out. Right before it left, though, the words "come to that place later and meet me" could be heard. MC agreed, but I don't know if he really meant it.

Later he turned into a child, except it was only an illusion. (Not sure how it worked.) He really wanted to be a kid again. I was now a character in the dream, viewed from third person, following him through a library. On either side of us were windows revealing kids playing with blocks and toys and each other. He wanted to join them, but he couldn't because he was an adult. I think I asked him something, but he didn't reply.

We came to what looked like a mall play area. The unspoken rule that adults weren't allowed was less heavy here, but it would still have been odd. I asked another question and he said he just wanted to pet the cat. Sure enough, at the end of the room, on a stool, was a black cat. He pet it with his tiny hands. I could tell he wanted to give off an air of childish innocence, and I faintly felt a mix of disgust, pity, and affection.

Then something happened and he bolted out of the library, planning on running away from home. I took his place (as in, I was dealing with his situation, but in my body) and he disappeared. This world was more technologically advanced and I knew the chances of me escaping were slim.

I climbed on top of a wall and somehow knew this was Washington DC. Then out of nowhere, I realized I was dreaming. "Right, that's right, I was trying to have a lucid dream!"

My first instinct was to slow down and stabilize before doing anything. I felt the wall with my hands and feet, looking out at the city and the night sky, and wow, it looked so real! Until I looked back down and everything got blurry, that is. I tried not to worry about the half-blind problem, but I couldn't help it, and although it didn't happen, the dream still faded and I woke up.

It was a false awakening. I checked the time and it was past 10:00. Huh...? Do we not have school today? Well, that's good, I'll try to have another lucid dream then. I thought that and went back to sleep.

The scene switched. I was now preparing for some competition at school. The purpose of it was to give "losers" another chance, whatever that meant. But even non-losers had to participate! I was apparently a non-loser in this dream and questioning why I had to go, whining at the top of the stairs about how it's not fair.

The tone of my voice ticked my dad off and he started yelling an "explanation" at me from downstairs. I don't remember my reaction, I just went into the bathroom and woke up for real.

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It was 6:02 when I woke up, so this dream was only 20 minutes long. Still... WHY ARE ALL MY LUCIDS LATELY SO SHORT?! And low-level as well... hopefully things improve over the weekend.

A short entry for a short dream.

I was reading Owari no Seraph, and for some background information, MikaxYuu is its most popular ship by far. In this chapter Mika said something that was essentially a confession, and Yuu thought, "Yes! Yes! Yeeeeeeessss!!!" and then they started kissing

I was extremely surprised by the blatantness of it, as it's usually "left up to interpretation" to some degree. In any case, they've certainly never kissed, and it felt way too sudden. Then I realized, Oh, this must be a dream. There's no other way.

I thought back to the [true] most recent chapter, and sure enough, this scene made no chronological sense. Still, I wanted to take a picture to show people what my dream version of OnS was like. I scrolled back up and saw that the three "Yes"es had changed to "No"s. I was a bit disappointed and tried to consciously switch them back, but it didn't work. When I scrolled back down though, romantic stuff ensued anyway—albeit in a more aggressive manner.

I'm not sure when I woke up, but that's the last thing I remember. I think the reason I've been having a lot of mildly lucid dreams lately is because in real life I often tell myself I'm in a dream without doing anything about it. I should perform my steps (check for false memories, RC, remember goals) each time I think that IWL. If that still doesn't fix the problem, I'll go back to telling myself I will have a lucid dream instead of I'm already in a dream.

I'm on the couch where I slept. I'm on my belly and I'm wondering if it's real life or a dream, in a half-coherent sort of manner. I continue to slide forward off the pillow and over the back edge of the couch. I figure I'll test if I'll go forward more, and if I do, I must be dreaming. I reach halfway, then two-thirds, and I become lucid. I'm start going diagonally down, then stand up. I find myself in Serrano, next to the cabinet against the wall. I walk over toward the kitchen area and consider some dream goals. I decide to search for my guardian angel. I look in front of me with some expectation, imagining with some visualization what it would look like. Nothing happens. I head toward the fridge and decide to get some chocolate! I find some dark chocolate in the usual spot in the drawer. I once again try to imagine finding my guardian angel to speak to, yet nothing materializes. I figure if I head to the front and possibly outside, the dream will reveal it. I begin heading in that direction, but the dream soon fades.

I'm in a car with family and something feels off. I climb into the back seat, and they're stating emphatically for me to stay put. I glimpse at my hand and catch four...possibly five fingers... but don't really scrutinize as I get the sense something isn't right. I'm dreaming! With the realization I ignore the DCs and step out of the car. I take in the scene - we're situated on a rocky landscape with gray rocks surfacing the area we're on. I see a structure out in the distance on what appears to be a cliffside. The dream soon fades and I wake.

I've been super busy this week 'cause for some dumb reason every single important exam and project is packed into May. Therefore I haven't been able to be on dreamviews much, or even to spend much time on daytime techniques... but I had these LDs anyway! I decided to try out present tense with 'em.

Dream #1 (Non-Lucid):
Actually this isn't a dream, because I can't remember anything about it. I woke up at 1:40, opened my DJ to a random page, and wrote "book," "reddit," "water," "dad," "crazy," and something illegible. Then I went back to sleep.


Dream #2 (Semi-Lucid):
First thing I remember is me and my brothers getting locked in the basement. There is a long backstory as to why, but I can't remember. All I know is that we're in a very oppressive environment and will likely be punished severely, even killed, when we're let out. We want to escape before that happens.

Z asks if there's any way to break the glass of the sliding doors. I press my hands to it and shake my head. "Are you kidding? This thing is like ten inches thick."

"True," N says.

Z grabs a crowbar from somewhere and is about to try anyway, but I stop him because it will make too much noise. I fiddle with something complicated and half-unlock the doors. (Two out of four unlocked.) My brain isn't functioning properly, but I figure out that I have to move this giant black printer off the desk. At first I carelessly slide it off the edge, but at the last second I catch it and quietly lower it to the ground.

With it out of the way, two switches on the wall have been revealed. I press one of them and the third lock clicks, the second one causing the same reaction in the fourth. I go to the door and, after undoing both locks, open it. Z blows raspberries to cover up the noise.

"Why are you farting?" I ask loudly, playing along. Then the door is open and we run out. I tell them we have to keep running till we get to the lake, then we can take a break. But I forget about that plan and eventually we are just running in no particular direction. I'm worn out already, and it's hard to move my legs in that typical dream way.

"Why are you tired? We've only ran 50 (something), that's not a lot," Z says, turning around to see me hunched over and catching my breath.

"I'm out of shape," I say defensively. "Also, I'm having a lot of trouble moving."

Then I have a "flashback" to the facility we were apparently stored in, the one we just escaped from. I am in a white hallway with glass windows, teenage subjects filing past me on both sides. A "professor" is talking to some girl, and I walk up to him, saying I can't run properly.

He gives me some semi-useful advice, and the girl next to him says, "What helps for me is focusing on lowering my left arm at the same time my right foot goes down."

That seems like a wise suggestion, so I try it, but her opposite leg-arm thing feels weird. I align them instead, but I can't focus on my feet planting. I vaguely think, Because this is a dream. Then I forget about it and return to the present.

I'm a little better at running now, but it's still weird. Z and N turn into a mix of Avery and S, 90% Avery though. I take her to a restaurant and we buy food. I somehow end up with boba even though I don't like it. The boba is cube-shaped and green like the drink, and my straw sucks it up automatically.

At first they are sweet and pretty tasty, and I think, Boba might not be so bad after all. But then a sour aftertaste kicks in, and when I drink more it tastes like coffee (which I dislike). I figure they must not have separated it from the cacao beans because it's "normally" served in lattes. I also have a ziplock bag filled with them, but I don't want it and neither does Avery. I feel bad for the waiter, who's standing next to our table, watching.

At some point a group of college students come in, our in-dream classmates and part of the same facility we escaped from. I pray that they won't tell on us, but they don't seem to care much. I have an interesting conversation with one of them that I don't remember, and then Avery and I leave. We hear slow police sirens in the distance, which apparently means they're carefully searching and sifting through each neighborhood.

Eventually we end up at a boardwalk-carnival place, where another Avery is sitting on a bench. She spots us, goes "aha!" and types something on her flip-phone. I know she's reporting us.

"No!" I yell and fly into the air, out of her reach. Despite my distress, I think it would be funny to introduce the two to each other. [I must have been slightly lucid because I remember believing there were two Averys in real life as well, and technically, there are—my childhood friend, and the current stranger.]

They seem acquainted though, as My Avery stomps up to Evil Avery, shouting with fury, "Avery!"

Evil Avery smirks, ignoring her doppelganger and saying to me, "I got you last time, too."

It's true, I do have the sense I've dreamed this before. [Even now.] I don't respond and keep trying to fly away, half Superman-style and half Flappybird-style. I feel a little hesitant about leaving My Avery behind, so I yell at her to run.

We both flee, her on foot, me by air, but we don't get far. I don't know why, but I just keep flying in elaborate circles around the rides and tents. When my mom comes though, I stop that and actually try to get away. There is a grove of trees in front of a large concrete wall, and on top of the wall is an even larger spiky chainlink fence. I scale it and My Avery leaps over the trees to do the same, somehow having gained super-jumping powers. She vaults the fence and drops down to what looks like the roof of my school.

I am a little scared even though I "know" it's a dream and I should stay confident. [I think I might've been semi-semi-semi-lucid this whole dream, it just shined through in flashes like these.] A random narrator says, "Good thing (Evil) Avery wasn't able to use either the chain links nor the spikes to climb the fence!"

I turn around and sure enough, Evil Avery has fallen into the grove of trees, her eyes impaled by a couple branches. Her appearance has transformed into that of Kalluto Zoldyck from Hunter x Hunter, but I don't notice. I cry out her name and rush to her. In the back of my mind I'm thinking, So the plot calls for me to still care about my childhood friend, evil or not. How touching.

She is alive but badly hurt. I pick her up and take her to a nearby hospital, which means getting captured again but that doesn't matter now. My Avery follows, and as we're screened into the building, we have to classify ourselves with a number stating our danger/rarity level. She says "8v6"—apparently she has been here before and her rank is higher than before. I say "10v4."

I tell the guy in charge (who looks like Milluki from HxH except with white hair) to help Evil Avery, but he is apathetic, which surprises me more than it should. I think about leaving or destroying stuff, and over the intercom he says I can destroy whatever I want, since nothing matters. Maybe he is testing my abilities.

I "know" this is a dream, and this time I hold on to that knowledge. I look up to a spiraling arrangement of pipes and try to telepathically slash through them, but I can't. There are some lightbulbs tied together on the wall like big Christmas lights, so I break them, but it's weird. I focus on one, and the one next to it breaks. Then when I try to fix it by zeroing in on a black bulb with gold decor, I hear a shattering sound, but it only appears broken when I look away and look back.

After a while of this I get worried about my vision and the half-blind thing happening, so I step through a doorway into a warehouse area. My mom is there. I feel like any minute now my vision will go out, and I wonder what I should do. I remember a convo I had with Harlequin that day and decide to try out a command.

"Clarity now!" I shout, and for a split second I don't expect much because I didn't direct it toward the dream. But then the scenery pulses and ripples and at the same time I feel it the effects within my body. When it stops, my surroundings are clearer than before.

"Wow..." I say. My mom asks what happened, and I tell her, "I just experienced something amazing."

"What?" She's kind of smiling, and I'm surprised she's not mad at me for running away. I don't want to tell her it's a dream in case I jinx it, but I also don't want to ignore her.

"Next time you're dreaming, realize it," I explain, well-aware I'm oversimplifying it. "Then say 'clarity now,' and you'll see."

She just keeps smiling as if she understands.

I lose lucidity and the plot returns to Evil Avery. I carry her out of the building, pressing down the feeling that it shouldn't be this easy. I say that if Milluki won't help her, I will go to every other hospital in the area, even the "community center" if I have to. He seems more hesitant now and maybe agrees.

He tells me that Cinderella's parents died when she was young and that's why her kids and grandkids and great-grandkids are so messed up. Her great-grandkid is apparently my "mom" and works at the facility. I am able to watch the story in a thought-bubble like screen, and this Cinderella looks more like Kyouko from Irisu Syndrome.

"Wow," I say. "I'll break that chain, then."

Even though I say that, I have the sense that I just isekai'd into the body of Cinderella's great-great-grandchild and am actually someone else entirely. Then I wake up.

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I woke up at 6:07, and it took me until 7:30 to finish writing down this dream Well, that was mostly because I kept spacing out in between each sentence. Then I set an alarm for 8:45 and went back to sleep.

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Dream #3 (Lucid; DEID; Non-Lucid):
Me and someone else are watching a video of some pink-haired livestreamer, and I notice the background is almost exactly the same as my room. I point each matching detail out, particularly the photographs, and become lucid.

My vision immediately blacks out, but I say, "Clarity now! Clarity now!" and it comes back. I do a finger-through-palm RC and it makes the back of my hand extend an abnormal amount, though it doesn't go all the way through. I head downstairs and as I'm thinking about what to do, I wake up. Just for a second! I am 85% sure it wasn't an FA.

I close my eyes again and do an unintentional DEID, not DEILD because I'm not lucid when I re-enter. I check the time and it says 8:37, then Nile runs out of the house. I catch him and bring him back inside, only for my mom to yell at me about not making sure N ate his 30 rice cakes.

I'm confused and walk into the living room to find N sitting at the dinner table, a miserable look on his face. In front of him is a bowl filled to the brim with rectangular, reddish mochi.

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I woke up soon after at 8:43, two minutes before my alarm was set to go off. Interesting that the dream time aligned so well with reality. I rushed the notes for this one because I had to leave the house at 9:30, that's why it's not very detailed.

Additionally, the reason I say this dream was lucid while the other was semi-lucid is because the other felt more like roleplaying, whereas in this one I had more awareness that I was actually asleep somewhere in real life. Even though I didn't remember my goals in either

And here are some pics of the dream scenes:

I'm in the central area of serrano and hearing the running of what sounds like a motor (probably a chiller in real life). Out of the corner of my eye I imagine a glass container - almost like a fish tank of sorts - on a table in the corner. When I turn, it's in fact a printer as well as a sewing machine, which resembles my mom's sewing machine in NJ, on the table in the corner. I keep my gaze on this table and scrutinize the two machines. It doesn't make sense that the sewing machine would be in the corner. I feel like a hear my cold plunge, and this should be my cold plunge...right?. This doesn't make sense. I begin to pull my hand in front of me, but without even needing to really observe it, I realize: oh - It's a dream! I become lucid and take in the scenery of this central area of my home in the dream. The dream isn't fully clear and stable, and at this moment I'm truly wanting a clear and stable dream. I really push my awareness hard, tapping into a state as though I was pushing my awareness hard in a session of zazen. I continue to ramp up my awareness with focus, and say "aware". The dream buildings in vividness and stability. I get the feeling that there's somehting messy on my hand. I realize I don't need to wash my hand since it's a dream, but it kind of annoys me (like it would in waking life!) and figure hey, why not wash it off quick. I head to the sink which looks strikingly similar to how it would look in real life. Even the layout of the kitchen is almost identical. I wash my hands and then dry them with the cloth on the drainboard - almost identical to real life. I then think to work on some dream goals! First, I want to ask the dream what my spiritual path is. I ask, yet no answer once again. I then decide to try to head to my dream sanctuary. I spontaneously get the idea to pull out my laptop and go on google chrome and see what happens if I search it. But first, I see the fridge a think about grabbing a piece of dark chocolate while I work on this. I expect to find some in the area where I keep it in waking life, and sure enough, I find the same exact double-sealed plastic bag of ChocZero that I had there a couple days prior. I don't feel like meticulously unzipping the bag, so I try to just rip it open and poor the chips into my hands while loading the computer - no luck. I start typing "dream sanctuary" into the google search, yet the letters keep getting scrambled as I type. I try to produce the words accurately and keep needing to backspace and retype. I eventually come pretty close, and the computer loads the image of what appears to be woods. I turn to my right and notice a dark bunched up figure at the top of the stairs, almost like a bunched up blanket but I can't tell 100%. It sparks a bit of fear- in a nightmarish type of way- but I get intense with my approach to it. I stick out my hand with courage and intensity and do somewhat of a 'force pull' - however it doesn't work. I then do a 'force-crush' instinctively, yet it doesn't seem to have much of an effect. I return to glance at the screen and decide to head outside to try to find this area. I turn to my right and see the same figure and once again try both techniques in a 'force' type of way, yet no effect. I begin to hear voices of roughly two people in the house and they seem to be approaching the room. I want to avoid it, so I head to the front entrance, which opens in both directions just before the main door, and I head outside. The front of the house looks almost like a manor, which a red brick staircase leading downward. I fly down this area and the red brick continues onto the front walkway. I make my way into a wooded area as the sunlight streams through. I take in the beautiful sight of the tress and continue my flight forward. I soon see a tall fence with two guard just on the other side. I fly into the fence and scale up it. I then fly over and take in the view of a large field with a large brick building which appears to be a school behind it. A bunch of students are playing some sort of sport which seems like it may be soccer. I spot a teen picking on a much younger student, and suddenly get the impulse to protect the young student. I punch the older one if the face, then in the body, then proceed to throw him about one hundred hard and into the side of the building. I immediately get the thought/feeling that I shouldn't have done that. Although it's a dream, it's still going to have some kind of karmic trace (thinking back to a podcast I'd heard the day prior). I immediately fly to the DC dropping down from the wall, catch him, and do a sort of 'lay-on-hands' to fully heal him. I then guide him down to the ground. I begin flying away and the dream begins to fade. I then wake up.

I'm in an inside area which resembles the central area of Serrano. My awareness begins to raise on it's own and I begin to realize I'm in a dream and become lucid. I float toward the glass doors in front of me and float outside. There's an area outside with a lot of plants/foliage around and a body of water in the middle which a appears to be a pool with another section adjoined to it. I have the thought of raising awareness and consider asking the dream to ramp up clarity. I decide against this and resolve to simply use my own ability to increase awareness. I take in the scene and float around a bit. I make my way back inside after 30 seconds or so and take in the visuals of the inside area. There's what appears to be a kitchen with a larger island in the middle which is lighter in color. There is a another room connected in an open concept. The dream soon fades.

I'm in the front of the house in M street and get a sense that something is a bit off - that it's not quite waking reality. I begin to jump a few times and eventually lift off and become lucid. I fly toward the front of the house and head outside and take in the snowy scene. I fly up a bit higher and notice three younger males walking to the right, toward the neighbor's house. I turn around toward the house and head to the second story. I see a figure of my mom's face peer through a window. I avoid it and fly to the right of the house. I sense that my brother is inside the room in front of me, yet continue to fly around the corner. I make my way to the side of the house and descend. The ground then carves out to reveal the entire side of the house with the basement section revealed. I dip down into this area, yet ascend once again, raiding to the second story. I see a charicature version of my dream self in this area. I see the figure through the large window against revealing the bedroom which takes up the majority of the side wall. The 'dream me' appears to be sleeping yet with eyes mostly open. He/Me then points to an area behind me, then points again emphatically with eyes going wider. I ask if I should head in that direction and it appears to be affirmed by the figure's gesture. I turn and fly in that direction, assuming the dream goal of my dream sanctuary may be found in that direction. I notice that there is foliage, mostly just bushes which are all very light in color - almost white. I head fly in this direction and the dream begins to lose a bit of its stability. As the dream becomes whiter, it appears almost as though I'm flying through clouds. Figuring that the dream may fade, I imagine that I'm flying through clouds to the sanctuary and make close to swimming movements with my arms. Gradually I come back to waking reality.

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Title is in regards to the lucid. Went to sleep at 11:45, a little later than usual because my brother's explosive fart startled me awake as I was drifting off.

Also, happy Mother's Day!

Dream #1 (Fragment; Non-Lucid)

Spoiler for self-harm:

I don't remember why, but I cut up both my arms from my shoulders to my wrists. After I "came to," I was shocked at my stupidity. How was I going to hide this from my mom? I think I spent the rest of the dream wearing a jacket and praying she wouldn't notice the cut peeking out from under the sleeve.

Dream #2 (Non-Lucid)
I was in J and L's car. Their mom was driving us to the school so they could sign up for something called "NASSER." [We're learning about him in history but in the dream it was just some program.] I was thinking about joining as well until I realized it was a cheering thing.

Eventually the plot changed and I was going to a bunch of side characters' houses (that's actually how I thought of them in the dream). I knocked on one door and a young, straight couple answered. I stared at the man's face, making sure I recognized him.

He smiled awkwardly down at where I was, for some reason, crouching. "Uh, do we know you?"

"Yes!" I exclaimed. "I'm the one who came to your doorstep crying earlier, like this!" I mimicked a wailing sound, hoping it would be more funny than weird. Not sure if that event actually happened or if it was a false memory. Either way, it seemed to jog their memory, and they let me in.

I sat down at their table and watched them. The gf was scolding the guy for not taking care of their little cat-child. [Not a neko-person—a literal cat, which was somehow their child.] He held up his hands and tried to laugh it off.

Some time later, a bunch of weird battles happened. We'd get in a giant heart-shaped balloon and fight other balloon-creatures. It was pretty cool, but eventually we got overpowered and had to flee. A bonafide car-chase ensued, complete with suave spy music and everything.

A keychain was sticking out from the napkin holder, and the dad pulled it out, revealing his cat-child! "Oh, thank God, thank goodness, [gf's name]..." Apparently she had put it there. It nuzzled against his fingers and we continued driving.

We passed by a giant Mr. Krabs in his own balloon, and I wanted to fight, even though I knew it wasn't a good idea. We got out and into our giant heart-balloon, and I started to have regrets... Then I woke up.

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It was 5:30, which was pretty distressing for me since I usually wake up for the first time at 3:00-4:00. I jotted down some quick dream notes but didn't fall asleep till after my 6:15 alarm went off.

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Dream #3 (Lucid):
I was dropped off at my school, I guess for orientation or something. These two blond girls got out of the car in front of me, one with the appearance of a 1st grader, the other a 5th grader. I think they were supposed to be freshmen.

The older one took the little one's hands and said sympathetically, "[Name], I'm so sorry that you won't be having as many dreams now that school is starting."

The little one responded solemnly, "No, [name], I'm sorry that you won't be a natural lucid dreamer anymore."

That's not how it works, why would she say that? I didn't think it with words, but it's how I felt. The OG looked troubled and dropped her hands.

I was excited to hear people talking about lucid dreaming, so I kept my eyes on them as we walked toward the school. The OG was still talking about it and doing a series of reality checks. I was a bit surprised she knew about/performed them despite being a natural LDer.

Uncharacteristically, I approached them in the middle of their conversation. "Do you wanna know the best reality check?"

The LG stared up at me with a neutral expression, but the OG jolted away and shrieked in disgust. "Get away, don't touch me!!"

I wasn't touching her in the first place but I backed up, thinking, What's her problem? I tried to play off my wounded ego by continuing: "Okay, okay, gosh... but do you really not want to know?"

It didn't seem like she did, and she still looked disgusted, but she said, "Fine. What is it?"

"The nose plug RC! You just plug your nose and try to breathe through it."

For a few seconds she just looked at me with an inexplicable expression. Finally, she said slowly, "I've tried that in a dream before. It didn't work."

"Oh, really? Ahahaha, okay..." Now I felt stupid. "I've also had some failed RCs, they were all finger-through-palm ones, though... Anyway, I've only had 15 LDs so far but I think it's really cool that you're a natural! Okay, bye!"

I turned to flee, but the school doors were right in front of us, so I held them open (with some difficulty) for the two girls. When I turned around, though, they were gone. This big brawny kid was trying to get in, but I practically looked through him, croaking out pathetic sounds of confusion.

Then I had a false awakening. As I often do, I was thinking about the dream without knowing it was a dream yet. Sitting up, I thought, I should've added that if the nose-plug doesn't work at first, you could try moving your tongue so that only the tip is touching the roof of your mouth. [I wonder if this would actually help...]

Eventually I realized it was just a dream and I needed to do an RC now. A weird wave-feeling rushed through my head; I assumed it was the excitement of possibly being lucid, and that one could wake up from it if they weren't careful. I plugged my nose and breathed. Nothing happened at first, but when I paid really close attention, it did seem like a little air was getting through. I couldn't believe it! I was really dreaming!

Okay, I should make the floor light up as I walk, even if dream control is harder in FAs... should I try to find an unusual pet instead? I considered my options as I climbed down from my bed, but as soon as my feet touched the floor, HALF OF MY VISION WENT AWAY!!! The left half this time! I tried to ignore it and walk out of the room, but in a matter of seconds the scene dissolved and I was awake, my eyes trained upwards.

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This is the third time this has happened... I can only assume that I'm opening one eye in real life. It doesn't happen all the time, though... maybe only when I'm nearing the end of a dream.

It was 7:20 when I finished writing, but I went back to sleep because I could.

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Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
My memories of this dream are pretty fragmented, but I understand the gist of it.

I was with J in my neighborhood, and we were trying to get to school. She had a map but couldn't read it. Eventually I noticed that not only was she holding it upside down, but it wasn't a map to the school in the first place! "Isn't that a world map?" I asked, laughing.

I don't remember her response, but she gave up and we started walking. I noticed a wrestler-looking guy trailing behind us and took J behind a fence. As expected, he found us. I stepped in front of J and demanded to know why he was following us.

"Do you know The Phoenix?" he grumbled menacingly.

I had no idea who that was, but just to mess with him I said, "Do you mean... THE Phoenix?!"

"SO YOU DO KNOW!" he roared, and the ground exploded, a wrestling ring rising up from the earth and surrounding us. I thought it was hilarious, until a flying tiger jumped into the ring. Then I grabbed J and ran, leaving them to fight each other.

Later the main character became a girl who was sharing a lucid dream with her friend. There was a whole backstory I don't remember, but at one point she was watching these AoT characters reel in a broken piece of the dock from a bay? I don't know what was going on anymore, but it was pretty epic in the dream.

Then she woke up, did DEILD by forming a glowing golden ball in her hands and absorbing it into her chest. She did this multiple times, but I don't remember any other specific breaks.

Now she was in a port city and had a DC friend who was both jealous and money-grubbing. The MC could form giant metal Mecha suits of armor around herself and used it to fight evil. She was able to incorporate the DC friend into the armor as well, but chose not to this one time. For the rest of the dream the DC friend was being a sulky brat about it, until the MC sat down in my house's kitchen, waiting to wake up.

She was using a voice recorder, intending to bring it back to the real world to see what the transition between sleep and waking sounded like. Other people were also able to hear through it. It was here that she half-became me, and the DC friend became my friend A. She was dressed in her handmade black dress and was teary-eyed.

"A, why are you crying? Just because I didn't include you in one fight? It's not like it'll always-" Something cut me off, not sure what. "What do you even want?"

She pouted at me, before saying, "...You."

"What?!" I yelled. "A! You know we're being recorded right now?!" I shoved the recorder in her face. "You're too cheesy—stop saying things that can be misunderstood!"

She burst into tears. "I don't care! I just want you to love me again!"

I had no idea what she was talking about, and before I could figure out how to placate her, I woke up for real at 9:45.

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This entry is probably of lower quality compared to my others, my brain isn't working today.

Oh, but the day after my chain of semi-lucids, I had a semi-semi-lucid where I successfully managed to teleport! Nice

Here are some pics of the dream scenes:

(That flower is so annoying, it's on every other page.)

I have a dream where I'm draving down a three lane highway and I'm about to crash. I have a false awakening on my couch and I'm super grateful that I'm alive and it was jus a dream. Then I realize I'm dreaming! With the realization I shoot out of my dream body in another body which is glowing with light. I am up about 7 feet in the air and a loud celestial song of sorts plays. I lower back to the floor, standing, and my dream eyes are closed. I feel that if I open them too rapidly, it'll stir me awake in real life. I take a few steps forward, then begin opening them slowly and see the blinds covering the windows. I then feel as though I am waking, and have a false awakening. The dream then transitions to a period of a dream in the same room.

Before I fell asleep I did MILD , or the M at least. I forgot my other dreams cause my journal is on the other side of the country.

Anyways, I walked into this building with my mom, I though of it as a museum for some reason. I go up a couple stairs, and I'm about to sit when I feel something brush against my leg, I look down and It's a skunk in a red and green sweater. I stay as still as possible because I don't want to get sprayed, and one of the cashiers my moms talking to says that the skunk likes me, so I sit down. I looked out the windows and around, and I decided to do a reality check. [COLOR="#008000"]Then I plugged my nose and breathed through it just to make sure, and then I decide I want to look around so I tell mom I'm going to look at the exhibits. Then I go to my right which is just a bunch of clothes. I walk into the bathroom and try to give myself man genitals, I fail, so I leave the bathroom, and start looking around. It's dark now for some reason, but I keep looking anyway. There's nothing really interesting, just a bunch of objects I can't recognize, and ones I can. Then I walk into this room, and I realize that this is like, someones house. I then hear their footsteps, and they scare me for some reason, so I run back to the bathroom and lock the door and tell myself that the lock will make me safe. Then I eventually feel safe, so I leave the bathroom, and the building, and I walk down the parking lot, and I find my dad on a sled, so I hop on, and we start sledding. He's a completely different person in my dreams (especially the LDs), so I decide to talk to him. 'Why do you appear in my dreams so much?' "Because I'm your dad, silly." 'But who are you, really?' "I'll tell you if you get on the dream bus. Just imagine a vinyl seat, it's easier with your hands." Then he was hit with a blue shell from Mario Kart, he was gone just like that, replaced with Luigi. We continued sledding up this hill path, and at the top, I saw a really crazy battle in the distance. There were these koopa like turtles fighting the four giants from Majora's Mask. I somehow ended up sitting on a cliff while I watched it. Then Skull Kid and Majora's Mask came out of nowhere and they used that purple magic and told everybody to stop fighting. I then realized that I was sitting like I would in a bus seat, and I closed my eyes and made my hands feel the vinyl seat. Now I'm in the dream bus. I see that cashier from the museum, and this other guy, and they say they're sorry about how I lost my dad, and then I realize that there's a lot of road noise, and that my window's down by a crack, so I roll it up completely, and the noise gets quieter. I put my seat-belt on, and then to the right of the cashiers I see a back full of thousands of moles, It's my father, but before I can say anything, the dream fades away in like a second.[/COLOR]

I had this dream this morning before getting up. The first part of the dream was two girls of the same age I'm not sure wether they're siblings (twins) or cousins were in a bedroom, which had a layout of what a bedroom that my Materneal grandparents' house had. The room was known as "the stovepipe roomn" because the pipe from a stove on first floor went through the room. Well any the relatives were sleeping-one of the girls wakes up, and she wakes the other one up and they somehow started talking about wanting sugary cereal but someone wouldn't let them have it. I'm can't remember if they're talking about Nesqik, or Timbits cereal. I don't remember the rest of the dream but what I do remember is the ending-that the dream changes over to an adult who is writing at a desk and they get some kind of feeling and looks down there's an ant on their leg and they look even farther down and they see a parade of ants carrying some cheerio cereal and the last item to be parade by was I think a Jelly-bacon donut that some ants got trapped in so that the adult reached down and grabbed that donut and then went to the sink to wash the ants off to eat some of that donut.

I'm sitting on the couch facing the TV and wall unit and suddenly realize I should actually be sleeping and it doesn't make sense that I'm sitting upright. I look at my hands, notice I have 6 fingers, and realize that I'm dreaming. I try to get up and move but my body is immobile and I can't move. I take in the my surroundings and try again. As I try to relax, the dream fades, and I come back to waking.

Yesterday when my friend J and I were walking home from school, I asked her what she would do if she could do anything she wanted, including supernatural things. Her answer was "teleport." This is relevant for later. Went to sleep at 11:30 as usual.

Dream #1: Non-Lucid
I don't remember much of this dream. I was climbing a super tall tree, a popular one, so a bunch of other people were doing it as well. I was thinking about the different types of acrophobia (fear of heights), that mine was the type who doesn't get scared until they're really high up. [Actually, in real life I get scared just from being six feet off the ground.] I thought it was the most dangerous type because you would lead people to believe you could do more than you were truly capable of.

We had to play videogames to progress, and each of them would fill the entire "screen." I specifically remember a racecar game but it's hard to explain, at first I was losing but then I put in more effort and managed to pass the few other people playing. At one point my car shoved aside someone else's and went down a narrow path, the other car pushing me from behind, unintentionally helping me out.

Then we were back in the tree and there was a young man near me, he said he didn't know anyone his age who saw colors as badly as he did. (I guess he was colorblind.) My vision was messed up as well; I could see colors fine but my head was spinning from fear so I couldn't concentrate on anything. I kept looking down at the large patch of grass far, far below us.

Eventually I couldn't stand to be in the tree any longer, so I forced my locked-up limbs to move and climbed down to a ledge, nearly falling to my death in the process. The way I pulled myself over a branch was so awkward and I was shaking horribly but I managed to get to the ledge. I breathed a huge sigh of relief and woke up at 3:25. Was extremely tired but jotted down the dream anyway, falling back asleep within seconds.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
Remember even less from this dream, and I can barely read my own handwriting. I was on the bus, sitting between J and a girl named Sarah. It was really dark in there for some reason, and on my phone I was watching an animated version of Genshin Impact. The style reminded me of Animal Crossing, though at the time I couldn't remember the name and just settled on Animal Farm.

When we got off, I asked the bus driver how to save (as in download) something. She explained it to me but was a little too helpful in my opinion. She kept talking and asking if I needed help and I started to feel awkward because my only responses were nods or shakes of the head.

When she finally stopped I yelled, "J!" because she and our friend K were leaving me behind. I wondered if the driver was surprised by my sudden outburst since I didn't say a peep to her.

J and K walked back to me, and I thought, It's as if I summoned them. Then I woke up at 4:50-ish.


Dream #3 (Non-Lucid):
Another short one! I was with my childhood group of friends (as our current ages), but they had all ostracized this kid named Sam H. (He wasn't part of our group in real life but he was another childhood friend of mine.) He kinda reminded me of Yu Yang from Here U Are so maybe he was gay, but I don't think that was the reason they disliked him.

I was the only one to take his side. I went up to one of the group members and told him off for being so mean. He threw a rock at me but I caught it one-handed and glared.

Then there was a flashback to Sam H. and Sam G. (another member) talking. Their hair colors were switched for some reason. Sam H. asked who in the group the other Sam would want to get rid of [not exact wording], and Sam G. basically said that they were all too precious to him to choose. (Which was ironic considering his treatment of Sam H. in the future.)

After a pause, he said sheepishly, "Maybe S though?" (I don't know how but this somehow implied something else, something romantic.) Then he added, "To get them off my back." (Which removed the implication.)

I thought it was hilarious and texted S about in in the present, since they had a crush on him back then. But I kept stumbling on how I knew about their talk, since I wasn't there. My thoughts were all jumbled up: "Sam G. told me... no, Sam H. did... hm..."

At some point I was with my dad and he was talking about Animal Crossing, but calling it Animal Farm. He searched it up and asked if that was the correct name. I saw the style and thought of my last dream, telling him yes, it was called Animal Farm. But I was still uncertain.

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Woke up at 6:05 and after writing down that dream, I tried to do WILD by staying focused on my breath and repeating "This is a dream" in my head. I also briefly thought of the conversation I had with J, but decided that "teleport" was too vague a mantra and I'd just have to remember to do it once I became lucid. [The reason I wanted to in the first place was so that I could report the dream to her, motivating her to put more effort into LDing.] Fell asleep around 6:20-ish.

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Dream #4 (Chain of Semi-Lucids+FAs):
The WILD must have worked because next thing I knew, I was in a dream and semi-lucid. I was talking to S in Sarah's body, using my voice recorder to record what they were saying. [I had asked them a question but was more focused on the recorder and my thoughts than their response.] I was hoping that I could bring it back to the real world and show S what their dream self was like.

But as I was "waking up," trying to stabilize by rubbing my hands together, I realized that since I had started recording in the dream, it wouldn't be able to come back with me in reality. I told S this and they wailed comically in despair.

Then I had a false awakening and was disappointed. Went back to sleep, using the same WILD technique as before.

Now I was outside of J and L's house, except it was actually S's house and neighborhood but functionally it was J and L's. They were both freaking out about something, maybe these silver flecks all across their collarbone areas. (In the dream I believed it was a skin condition they've always had.)

They were trembling and whimpering and being really dramatic, and I asked, "Why are you guys freaking out? I mean, I get L, but why you, J?"

I don't think they answered, but that's when I remembered the conversation J and I had yesterday. "Hey, stay here," I told them, and dashed off a little ways away.

Apparently Laila followed because she was sitting on a doorstep nearby. I told her I was going to teleport into her house and doubtfully she asked, "Is that really possible?"

"Anything is possible!" I declared, and flew into the air, spinning with my arms outstretched. I consciously made black lines trail from my fingers through the air. L seemed impressed. Then I thrust my hands downwards, imagining being in J's house, and yelled, "Teleport!"

A golden glow engulfed me from below, but something went wrong. The dream started falling apart. I thought that I should've opened a portal on the ground in front of me, and another in front of Jude, then jumped into mine to appear before her. I had a false awakening in my bed; it was so realistic! I quickly went back to sleep to try again and ended up in the same place. This time both J and L were in the spot I'd told them to stay.

Instead of instantly trying to teleport, I got on all fours and crawled on my stomach toward them to stabilize the dream On the way I passed by these guys throwing each other across the street. I figured I should question things so I asked what they were doing, but they didn't answer and I honestly didn't find it that strange in the first place. I picked up a green paper and threw it in their direction. The sound and sensation were very vivid.

Alas, I woke up anyway (FA). Frustrated that my stability rates had become so low despite my best efforts, I went back to sleep once again.

I was now at the top of some stairs in a basement area. It was part of my school in the dream but it doesn't exist in real life. There were a ton of students having a club meeting down there, circled around a teacher that was like a mix of my long-term Theatre sub last year and a young sub who always talks nonstop about gaming during class.

He was telling them about LDs and I said, "I had three lucid dreams just now!"

I crawled down the stairs on my stomach, but they didn't pay much attention to me. The students muttered amongst themselves about what a lucid dream was, if it was something demonic or a ritual or whatever. Mr. R didn't seem to know much either and was fumbling with his words.

I went to his side, crouching for some reason, and said, "A lucid dream is when you're aware that you're dreaming while you're dreaming. That's it."

"Ooh." They seemed more open to me now. I noticed this guy named Daniel in the back of the crowd, it's kinda funny that he was there because he's in a million different clubs in real life. I wondered if they all thought I was a natural lucid dreamer, and considered recommending that they form an LDing club, but decided against it.

Later I was sitting on the couch with all of them when I suddenly realized something. "Hah... you all are talking about lucid dreaming—of course this is a dream."

They seemed a little confused, so I got up and said, "Watch this. I've been wanting to try this."

I held my hands close together and tried to summon a fireball in between them. I could only manage to impose a translucent flicker of realistic-looking flame, and only for a short time. The girl next to me made a biting remark, and I thought with some bitterness, You're only saying that because I'm thinking it.

I gave up and instead thrust my hands in front of me, trying to launch a line of fire from them. There was a girl in the way but I didn't really care. It didn't work at all though; I was trying to at least feel heat on my hands but nope.

This is harder than I thought it would be, I thought. [I still think it would be pretty easy with full lucidity.] Then I had yet another false awakening!

I woke up in the same basement, but this time it was in third person. I was an anime boy buried in a mound of plushies, my face flushed and my eyes literal spinning circles. There was a kid checking up on me but when I opened my eyes he retreated as if he'd been doing something wrong.

"You okay there, Meiseki? Looking a little hot," someone said. It was a friendly, gym-teacher-like voice.

"Yeah." I dug myself out of the plushies and the perspective returned to first person. "I had a dream about fire."

I still kinda knew it was a dream, but at the same time thought I had to sleep to enter another one. So I buried myself in the plushies again, this time on the couch, and waited for sleep.

Soon after, a delivery guy came in, trying to sell his own plushies and insulting a giraffe one near me. (It was made by a different brand or game or something.)

"Hey!" I said in a jokingly offended tone. "Don't insult the giraffe!"

He held up his hands and smiled. "It's part of my job, I have to say it. I don't actually hate it."

Satisfied, I continued trying to fall asleep. In front of me there was a guy flipping through my DJ entries from tonight (all the ones previous to this one including the semi-lucids), comically horrified at their length. There were drawings at the end, one of which was of the club members and I sitting on the couch, me in the middle, smiling.

My vision was fading out, and up until this point I believed I was drifting off, relieved that I wouldn't have to write all the previous dreams when I woke up since apparently I already did. But when I saw that drawing, so detailed and professional-looking, I realized that they were false entries and I would have to write everything "again."

That's when I finally woke up for real at 6:45, actually remembering to do an RC. I now fully realize and appreciate the importance of RCing every time you wake up, no matter what... just one would have boosted my lucidity level so much... probably

Anyway, it seems I have more luck with LDs after 6:15. Maybe because I can focus on WILDing better, idk. Too bad I have to get up early 5 days of the week... This was so interesting though, even if it took foreeever to write I'll be adding it to my LD count as a single lucid, since it all technically took place in the same dream.