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This is the first lucid dream that I had on 18-03-2014. It was the start of my lucid dreaming journey, so it is pretty important for me.

I have written that I had a bad dream right before that, I did not write down what it was, but I think I may still remember it. I was in my room and there was this guy who ran up to me with a cheese grater and tried to grate my face off or something o_O I woke up.

I walk out of the car and I have my books and bag ready for school. I am in Russia (I was born in Russia but I do not live there anymore). As I am looking around, I see how much some of the things have changed but some things are still familiar. I think wow, I can't believe I am finally visiting Russia again, usually whenever I am visiting Russia, it is in my dreams. At this point I get pretty suspicious and realise that it is a dream. I am finally having a lucid dream!, I think. Instead of just standing around, I turn away from the car, do a small jump and will myself to grow wings (I wasn't feeling confident about flying without wings) and flew up. I see a forest that I've seen many times in my dreams (it is very beautiful and has different coloured trees) and start flying above it. I start losing control a couple of times but I am just really happy to finally get a lucid dream. I look ahead and see a city in the distance. I really want to visit it and explore the buildings - for some reason all these elements from my past dreams make me feel nostalgic. Unfortunately the dream fades to black and I wake up.

This is a digitial painting of the forest I did after I had that dream.

Dream 2

Near the end of the dream I was inside a school building and suddenly Ariana Grande comes in the room. As I'm trying to take control of an evil thing inside a doll or puppet Ariana tells me that she will take care of it. But before she does she asks for a hug. I give her a hug than try to leave the room but the opening in the wall where the door is small and narrow.I squeeze through and meet a child as i'm walking. The child looks like he is 4 years old and I tell him I'm trying to arrive at the place with light. I hover up near the ground and tell the boy to fly like me. His mom comes though and ends up talking to him about something as were moving along. We all than end up at a city where a couple of people are moving a medium sized car around and around in the street. I than notice a dream character that is trying to grab my attention. The dream character is a bald man who looks like he is in his 30s, wearing short pants and a white shirt I think.

The scene than changes after i'm flying above the ground a little. I end up in my parent's bedroom but it looks somewhat different. Another guy who looks like the guy from the dream I had two days ago is there and he has a cigarette lighter. He is showing me how the fire isn't working that well. I tell him okay and to use the other one he has. That is when i go to sit on my parent's bed and see the bald guy usher the other dc to go with him out the room. He closes the door but i can still see him. He notices that I'm staring and does a funny looking thing where he glitches and its like his body is teleporting multiple times in the same spot. Than he walks into the room and jumps on the other bed. Than the bald guy shouts for me to look at him. "There is something coming out of my mouth!" he says laughing. A bit of what I assume to be blood comes out of his mouth.I tell him calmly that I'm not going over there.After that he hits the other guy next to him on the leg than laughs. I wake up after that.

Dream 3

Near the end of dream 3 I was with a group of little kids and a man. The man was saying that in order to stop a heart attack you have to rub the left and right side of your chest one at a time. I told him that wasn't true. He told me to prove it so I took out my phone and searched for a app file that talked about heart attacks.But it was hard to find.Suddenly the place began to be transformed into some sort of game obstacle field. I told the kids with me not to worry and that I'll get them out. A monster came out of a video as a small skull than started transforming into some type of green,skull masked anime monster. It was getting bigger and bigger. I told a little kid with me to not be afraid and that he could fight it. He jumped and tried kicking it but missed. He than ran to me and said he was scared. I said"don't worry. I'll defeat it for you"and tried hitting it but it was really gross looking so I shouted for Dawn to come.

He came and hit the monster. The scene began to change slowly until we were in another room. Dawn than said to me that it was time for him to reset himself. That the only reason he was here was to experience being German again. Someone else than gave me a paper and said that I would have to continue fighting the monsters by myself. I looked at the paper and it said "Dawnyeye11...."and the same thing the person who gave me the paper said. There were 2 smiley emoticons on it too.After that I false awakened in my parent's bedroom and was told by my mom that my cousin was calling me to give me papers. I told her I didn't want the papers than woke up for real.

Ritual: I don't know if it was the jackfruit seeds or a bad scallop, but something I ate last night was brutal to my stomach. It got so unpleasant I that for a few hours I couldn't do anything but pace in discomfort, hoping something would come out in any direction. Finally I threw up, which usually leaves me feeling 100% better, but this was only a minor improvement. I managed to read for a bit, drinking herbal tea and self-medicating with tinctures of myrrh and wormwood. Around midnight I threw up again and finally felt stable enough to sleep. Although my stomach still hurt for a few hours and I couldn't drink much water at first, by the time I woke up at 8am, I was feeling basically fine again. My dream recall was terrible, though: I knew I had dreamed but couldn't pin down a single detail. At 9am I decided to go back to bed for a bit, performed half-assed WILD technique but started dreaming non-lucidly. On waking up my recall was 1/10 at first, but once I managed to recover the location of the dream I was able to follow the thread and reconstruct much of the narrative, resulting in 4/10 recall overall.

I was in my grandmother's house, a common setting for many of my dreams. The events going on were all very mundane... too dull to go into much detail. Briefly, I was looking for some powder that you could mix with milk to make a shake, similar to the Carnation Instant Breakfast packets my grandmother always used to have on hand, but couldn't find any.

I went into the bathroom and finally realized that my location was a dream sign, so I started to look around and wonder if this was a dream. Everything seemed so concrete and convincing that I had my doubts, but then something bizarre happened: I suddenly felt like I was being grabbed from behind by someone putting their arm around my right shoulder, but there was no one in the room with me! I whirled around to make sure and was staring at empty air. A moment later I felt it again even more strongly: the pressure of the arm squeezing my shoulder and chest, and the pressure of a warm body very close behind me.

Ohhh, I thought. I think I know what's going on. I really am dreaming, and my husband has come back to bed and put his arms around me. Upon that realization, I felt the dream fading, and sure enough, woke up in bed next to my husband.

"Are you going to get up? It's 1:50 in the afternoon," he said. I pointed out that I had returned to bed to for extra rest because I hadn't been feeling well last night. I was telling him about the strange thing that had just happened, how I had felt his presence while I was dreaming. I went on to explain how I should have recognized that it was a dream earlier, because my cousins were all much younger than they should be, and my grandmother's house was in the possession of an aunt (long-since divorced) rather than the uncle who currently lives there. My husband apologized for disrupting my dream, but I said it was okay, it hadn't been that interesting.

As we talked, I was looking out the screen door onto our patio. Where I should have seen the pool and cement deck, instead I was mildly surprised to observe a grassy hillside. I attributed this to some lingering after-effects of the dream state, instead of correctly realizing that I had never stopped dreaming all along. In retrospect this is more obvious, because the way I felt my husband put his arm around my right shoulder was impossible given that I sleep on the right side of the bed, so if I'm on my left side there is no room for someone to lay down behind me. I was also relieved when I woke up for real and discovered that it was only a little after 10:30am!

So I had my first lucid dream in several months last night, and I'm really happy I did! It wasn't too eventful, but it was still awesome to be able to experience lucidity after what was probably my longest dryspell in 5 years(aka since I've started the practice of lucid dreaming). So without further adieu:

I dream I'm in a retail store of some assortment(I think a Wal-Mart), and I'm getting some work done(I guess I have a job there in this dream). I'm currently having the worst possible day from what I recall, and working is just a real drag at this point. In the midst of my horrible day, I go and sit down on some boxes to take a break for a moment, and I sigh heavily.

"Can this day get any worse?" I say, jinxing myself.

And sure enough, I hear an all too familiar voice call my name with a nagging voice. I turn and see my old boss from my real life job, Kristina, and she's yelling at me(but don't get me wrong, she was nice from time to time). Upon seeing her yelling at me, I realize just how much I jinxed myself, and I put my head down and sulk.

"This can't be real right now," I say, and I plug my nose.

To my extreme surprise, my airways aren't blocked, and I'm breathing right through my plugged nose. I raise my eyebrows in disbelief, and I decide to double check. I look at my hands, which are pudgy and deformed, and they freak me out a little. I look away from my hands, and I stand up happily. I'm clearly dreaming!

I run over to a different aisle now, ignoring my boss's nagging, and I see some windows high up on the wall. I jump once into the air, and then suddenly I'm flying. I exert as much force as I can, and I fly straight through one of the glass windows.

Outside it's dark and beautiful, and I now have all of this power in my hands to use. I turn around and see some real life friends walking by, and I greet them gleefully. I then fly away and land on top of a rooftop on another building, and I look up to the midnight sky.

I haven't had a lucid dream in forever, so I decide that I can't waste this dream doing something stupid. After consulting with myself, I decide to bring out the nerd in myself and do something for old time's sake. I cup my hands to my side, and I smile as a rush of nostalgia strikes me.

"KA...ME...HA...ME..." I begin shouting at the top of my lungs.

I look at my hands, and sure enough a blue ball of energy is forming within them, and I'm ready to fire. I point my hands up at the sky, and a massive blue beam of ki illuminates the air as it sails into space.

"HA!!!"

After my successful Kamehameha, I stand on the rooftop, and I feel refreshed. I haven't done anything this fun in awhile, and I need to do more in the future.

Unfortunately, my recall is a bit shot after this moment. I loosely remember flying elsewhere and trying something else I can't recall, but that was most of the dream. Nonetheless, I was happy to have a lucid dream again!

Took a snooze on the floor of my bedroom today. (For some odd reason.) Remembered some dreamlets and other tidbits from the nap.

-I was getting some dream music. At first a very odd electronic sounding piece with strange distorted synth sounds. I woke up or lost the dream. I then started getting classical music, I think piano and string instruments mostly. It sounded very unusual though, and some kind of horn kicked in halfway through.

I either woke up or simply FA'd. I decided to go back. I began hearing a singers' voice this time. A male singer, singing away to a happy tune. What he said was either distorted Spanish or just dreamspeak.

-Manei asked me to look at her belly button. She said that she was afraid of getting this condition where you would grow a pair of lips around your belly button. She was showing me pictures of another girl who got it. I looked. Nope. Nothing there. But seriously, WTF Manei?!

I really need to do like a 'The best of Manei' kind of thing on one of the fourms.

-I remember meeting two characters from my comic, Raiah and Maxwell. The two were sitting on the couch playing video games. (Very in-character...) (Raiah is actually one that I have been trying to make into a DC). Maxwell is her brother. Upon seeing maxwell I was upset that his hair was not spiky. (Since his hair is spiky in the comics, it's actually made fun of on several occasions since things can get stuck on the spikes.)

I remember getting excited since this was one of the first times that I had seen either of them in a dream. Maxwell smilled at me and for some reason he only had four really big teeth, two on the bottom and two on top. (What is up with all the body malfunctions?!)

Ritual: WTB 2:30am, woke 7:15. I was stressed over something and felt too awake to go back to sleep right away, so I got up and put some time into a project for work. Returned to bed at 8:45am, no techniques, though I wondered if the WBTB would make lucidity more likely (happily it did) and woke again at 10am. Recall: 6/10.

DILD, "Wine and Cheese": I'm walking down a footpath outdoors, carrying a cat in the hem of my dress. That is, I've folded up my hem to make a kind of pocket with the cat in it. She is an orange tabby short-hair that doesn't resemble any cat I've known in WL. I think she'll probably want to look around, so I try to arrange the "pocket" in such a way that she can rest her paws on the edge of the hem that I am holding and peek her head out. This works for a while, but then I notice that my black inner dress feels too tight around my legs, hampering my movements, and I think I must have accidentally caught it up together with the hem of the outer dress (which is a sheer light brown fabric). In trying to rearrange it so I can walk unimpeded, the cat falls back down into the "pocket," but I figure this isn't so bad, since the outer dress is translucent, maybe she can still enjoy the view.

However, the cat is getting restless, and I remember something I read the other day on the forums: that if you just keep walking or wandering in a particular direction, the dream will destabilize. Well, such a thing has never happened to me before, despite numerous opportunities, but now I've caught a touch of schema infection from reading about it. [I agree with FryingMan that as a community we should try to be more conscientious about making claims that might infect other people's schemas!] So of course now that I'm anxious about it I start to feel destabilization coming on—I need to do something, quick! I notice that I am walking past a little wine-and-cheese shop, so I decide to duck in for a snack.

Almost immediately I start to wonder if this was a bad idea... sitting down for a whole meal seems like a very drab and tedious way to spend my precious dream time. I decide to keep it short and just taste a few things; there's no need to finish after all. So I order some white wine and a cheese plate. The lady running the shop insists that we also try a certain specialty of theirs, which turns out to be a kind of spread that you put over toast. I see that all of these menu options are also listed on a small chalkboard hung over the doorway to the kitchen, though she prepares everything from behind a counter that is in the dining room. She serves us two types of their specialty spread, together with wedges of three kinds of cheese. It looks like very high-quality cheese, and I'm surprised (and a bit dismayed) to see how big the pieces are.

The only seating in the place, which is very small, is a long communal table. I sit down and don't find it odd that I have a dining companion who sits to my right, though I didn't notice her before and my impressions are so vague that all I can really specify (uncertainly) is her gender. The orange cat I was carrying before is on the floor at my feet, and I hope the proprietor won't mind if she sees me feeding the cat little pieces of cheese. I take a sip of wine and a bite of some cheese and I am pleasantly surprised. Normally in dreams my sense of taste is dull and muted, but the taste and texture of this cheese is identical to the real thing. It is a sharp, tangy cheese with a firm, slightly crumbly texture like certain Spanish or French cheeses made from ewe's milk. I feel more enthusiastic about being here now, since I can enjoy a delightful snack without worrying about any extra calories! But on my second bite of cheese, as I concentrate on enjoying it, my perceptions accidentally shift to my real mouth—which of course is completely empty and tastes like night saliva. The dream fades and I very nearly wake up.

DEILD, "Navriela": Luckily I realize that I am not fully awake but just below the threshold, so I think I can probably DEILD. Initially I try to DEILD back into the dream I just left, but it has fragmented beyond retrieval. So I just focus on getting the dreamstate back. Visuals kick in first: I see what looks like the vantage of a movie camera tracking steadily from left to right over something that resembles a grim, minimalist palace interior, perhaps an empty throne room. Everything is smooth and metallic grey and vertical. Probably because I start to wonder what was supporting the camera for this shot, which is too smooth and gravity-defying for a human cameraman, I now hear a male voice off-screen saying, "It is difficult to make a movie like this." I listen and continue to hear voices conversing about the film, so with both sight and sound back in play, I know that dream is kicking in.

The camera has moved right through a doorway into the upper landing of a stairwell, and now I see a slender woman dressed all in silver begin to descend the stairs. To stabilize my senses I study her outfit, and I'm impressed how clearly I can perceive its details. She is wearing a kind of short jacket over a lower garment that reaches to her mid-thigh. It is not shorts or a skirt, however, and as I study it closely I observe a series of folds that suggest the garment consists of a single piece of cloth that was tucked between and through her legs to form something resembling short pants. I recognize this style of clothing—it looks like jongkraben, a kind of lower garment worn by both men and women in nineteenth-century Siam—but I'm surprised to see it in such an unusual context as this medieval/futuristic palace, worn by a pale, lithe, elf-like woman with white-blonde hair. I think I see some tassles dangling from the front, so I circle my perspective (still disembodied) around the woman to confirm what her outfit looks like from the front, and then continue to follow her down two flights of stairs.

At the bottom of the stairs she encounters an elderly but vigorous old man with a long white beard who resembles Gandalf. He starts talking to her and at one point asks, "What is your name?" I'm pleased that he has asked the question I was wondering. There is something so youthful yet elvishly ancient about the woman that she strongly reminds me of Galadriel in LOTR, even resembling Cate Blanchett a little bit, and I half-expect her to say that "Galadriel" is her name, especially now that I'm thinking it. But the dream surprises me, and she answers with something that sounds equally elvish, but a name I don't think I've ever heard before: "Navriela."

I start to think I should embody myself in this dream and work on some task. Had I been a little more on the ball I might have thought to accompany Navriela to a nearby forest to make another attempt my lucid dare, but I am too distracted by my growing attraction to her. I reflect that if I was one of the guys I would surely go "caveman" on her, and this gives me an idea for an experiment: what if I try to become a man? I sometimes identify as male characters in NLDs, but I hadn't attempted this before in an LD.

I imagined myself as a guy and approached Navriela with romantic intentions. She was compliant as I took her into my arms, and we fell together on a bed that was conveniently placed in an adjoining room. I started trying to make love to her as a man, although it was all rather vague and hasty (I don't even think we took our clothes off) and I didn't notice any differences in my anatomy. Nevertheless, there was something very arousing about it and I quickly orgasmed. "It's always so much easier for men," I thought wryly—overlooking the fact that it is always easier in dreams anyway.

FA: I woke up and immediately went to my computer to start writing my report, but I was having trouble accessing my word file. First I tried under "Open Recent," in Word since it's usually somewhere in that list, and when I didn't see it I tried typing the name of the file in the search box, but that didn't work either. I resorted to my back-up plan, dropping to desktop and clicking to the alias of my dream journal that I'd placed there, but even that failed for some reason. Since I actually do often have trouble accessing the file when I'm half-awake and hastening not to lose precious seconds of dream recall, it never occurred to me that my technical difficulties this time were evidence of an FA—even after discovering that my computer was in the middle of doing a full scan of some kind, and that my files were all locked until the scan was complete. Instead, I rationalized this by "remembering" that I had updated the OS just before I went to bed, and that concluded a mass file update was part of the process. Fortunately the progress bar was already at 56% and resolving quickly, so I waited it out. The OS shifted over to the new version, and now a new icon appeared on the top of all my window frames. It was a cartoon-like graphic of a noble male face haloed in a bright burst of sunlight, resembling a demigod or superhero. I figured this was the logo of the new OS, the name of which I knew at the time, but I wasn't paying much attention because finally I was able to open my dream journal file and start taking notes. Initially I started jotting down a lot of keywords and short phrases so I wouldn't lose any key events: "Navriela," and "four kittens" and "wine and cheese shop," and then started filling in the details.

Eventually I woke up again and realized the last sequence had been an FA. Unfortunately my overall recall was now somewhat eroded the delay in waking up properly, especially of earlier sequences before I became aware that I was dreaming. I don't think there was ever a clear boundary or "aha" moment when I got lucid; it just seemed to naturally dawn upon me while I was walking down the path carrying the cat.

NLD: I can partly recall an even earlier scene, non-lucid, where I was in a store, looking through horse halters. I was surprised to find horse supplies for sale at a mainstream store like this—it resembled a budget department store like a Target. I compared several halters but didn't like their quality or appearance. One that I rejected was covered with pale pink fake fur; another incorporated a fly mask but I wasn't sure if the eye holes would fit properly. I ended up rejecting them all and walking away. As I left, I noticed that the halters were on display in the children's section of the store, which annoyed me: why is horseback riding so often pigeonholed as an activity for young children? Certainly it helps to start young, but it takes years of practice to get any good at it. I think it was after walking out of the store that I was carrying the cat in my dress, where my dream report started, but the transition is unclear. I also now have no idea what the keywords "four kittens" was referring to, among all the notes I had recorded in my dreamed dream journal—so there is probably at least one lost scene.

Slave rebellion

The dream started in this rectangular area which seemed to be a deserted wasteland. Sort of like a desert but without hills.. and no sand.. or cacti.. but more like this, but with significantly less shrubs and plants and whatnot. There was more to it than just this rectangular area, but I paid more attention to this place because there were cardboard boxes spread around, each with about 1-2 people in them with orange or grey prison clothes, with me being one of these people. I recognized a lot of people I know at school within this group. Apparently we were all slaves and we had to go to this store to combine items to create this red dust for the group who were enslaving us. So we went to one of the corners of this area and while the place looked tiny on the outside, it was a large store. Nobody seemed to be in this store, so we all took some items to create this dust. Strangely enough, throughout this whole process we weren't restrained by any handcuffs or chains or anything, and also there were no guards watching us. When we realized this, everyone decided to rebel against this group. After that we all took our respective red dusts and left the store to reunite with our cardboard boxes. The dream faded after that.

A majority of the people I recognized in this dream were from my gym class. And recently, we had to do a test in the gym so we had to spread out.. as for the cardboard boxes, our recent science project involved one.

Also, stores. They seem to play a large part of the setting in my recent dreams.. I'll have to keep this in mind.

Very Lucky

The dream started with me waking up in my bed. The door to my room was open and the other room at the far end of mine's door was open as well. Then I said, "I want to practice dream control right now so this has to be a dream right?" What an odd way to start questioning your reality. I then said, "If I'm really dreaming then I could make anything I think appear behind the corner of the far room." But I started to think of something nightmarish, and before I could control myself I looked back towards that corner. Before I could see anything, the dream started to fade out and I woke up. Though I started questioning reality, I don't really think I believed it could have been a dream. I never would think of something scary if I REALLY believed it was a dream. That's probably something I need to work on when doing daily reality checks. I'm just really glad and really lucky my dream faded before I saw that thing..

Wrote my dream down but it got erased because the page closed by mistake. so I'm not going to describe what happened as much.

Strange Whale


-I was inside a city in the late afternoon. The weather was fine and I was looking at my mom's tablet minding my own business. Suddenly a man comes up slowly and tells me to give the table to him. I scream for the police to help me. Than they come and arrest the man.

-Inside my room changing my bed. Its dirty and I plan to wash it in the washing machine but i go upstairs to tell my mom first. She ends up complaining to me about something I did wrong though so I leave.

-I was watching a video of a girl showing her two other friends how she plays the drums. She is moving her head back and forth as she hits a drum with the stick. I than get sucked into the place and her and her friends disappear. After that I tried playing the drums but end up making a lame beat. I press the pedal for a low beat than start hearing the sound of a low bass guitar. There is a nice beat playing which makes me want to play a electric guitar.

I'm outside in my front porch with my father and some other family members/people. I toss something over in the direction of another house porch and mention how a girl is going to catch it. Two girls appear and one of them takes the thing I threw. I than laugh mentioning how It was just a mind trick since the girls their seeing aren't real. I walk to the other house porch and take the thing from the girl. I start to feel sort of bad playing the trick on my dad's old neighbors house though.

-After that I appeared on a bed with another guy. He gave off a kind presence. Like the dc I wanted to bring in from another dream.He pulled out a medium size blue whale and asked me what it was. I said i didn't know since it looked a bit strange. He said something like "Saving the marine life". Than the whale opened it's mouth wide and wind lines began to form as if it was going to suck me up whole. The dc than told me I had to be careful since junk and dirt fly out of its mouth. I started to feel the thing sucking me up so i held onto the bed and put my face down after telling him to make it stop.

Something jumped on me though and I could feel pressure on the back of my neck. I tried to force it off of me but it wasn't working.It took a while but i managed to get it off and noticed the guy behind me. I guessed it was his fault i couldn't move. He than mentioned how he wanted to see star wars 2 and started changing the channel on the T.V. that was present in the room. I lay down and thought about how weird the movie he put looked than woke up.

Bird Poop

-Walked around the supermarket.Ended up in my parent's bedroom with the guy dc from the other dream and more dream characters. I think there were some anime people present. I changed my dream look than started to bake something for the baking competition that was going on in the room. As I was mixing the batter the guy dc was building something. Sadly bird poop and food began to appear in the batter so i quit doing the competition.

I went downstairs to my room with my brother and the guy dc after that. We were looking at old childhood papers and report cards. I noticed one that was mine that had the number 63%. My second grade teacher appeared after that and she started talking about dreams a lot. I became fully lucid when I saw the words ocean and dreamviews on a report card.

The guy dc next to me told her to follow him somewhere. When I peeked through the corner of the wall at them i saw him push her to a corner and start making out with her. I thought how weird it was if they were both guides than looked back in the room i was in.The scene started changing so i asked a young girl ( She looked 10) present in the room if she wanted to follow me. We went out to my backyard and I thought i saw my dog Max. Than i asked the girl for her name. She said "Emma". I tried crawling under the gate than woke up.

I woke up at my school there was an exam.My teacher came to me and said have you done your homework?I told her I did then she whispered to my ears 'you are still dreaming!' I became lucid first my vision went off but I was feeling my whole dream body.I tried to imagine my hands it didn't work sadly :( then I woke up.Afterall it was a lucid dream :))

Okay, I'm new to this so I really don't know what to do tbh.
I can see that people can read and respond to this so i'll just try this.
I had this dream and this is what happened in it:
I was in my house and was sitting on my couch talking to my friend(on facetime ect). She announced the word ' Reality Check ' then I looked at my hands and they were fine, i inhaled through my nose while covering it, I could breathe through it. I didn't become lucid? My dream self got really excited but then calmed down. I walked over to my computer desk and spawned a McDonald's (2 burgers and an ice cream to be exact). I then spawned a door and tried to spawn a DC, I managed to BUTTT I said the emotion wrong and they acted weird then disappeared. I then went up to my room and told myself to wake up which didn't work. I woke up eventually.
I'm really confused because if I were to actually Lucid Dream, I wouldn't of spawned a McDonald's. Instead I would of talked to Dream Characters or tried to fly.
(BTW It wasn't vivid and the dream was in third person or GTA style POV)
Lucid Dream or Dream about Lucid Dreaming?

#431 - DILD - 3:00AM

I really had a lot of wakefulness this night and spent an hour up with my legs until I was able to lay back down and have my second LD for the night.

I am messing with a tall chain-link fence and gate. I was needing to get something from the pasture, but nothing is working right. Then the sky lights up from lightning and the wind picks up. I worry that the lightning will let the zombies see me. Then the lightning lights up the sky a purple color for several seconds. I hear some loud sound like machinery and thing the thunder is odd but will also get the zombies active. I get the fence together and just head for the old country house. Several cartoon zombies rush at me and I pick up a dry twig from the ground and stab them in the skull. My fear turn to delight and I enjoy doing battle with the undead. I may my way over to and RV and Rex jumps out to help fight. I now slowly become lucid and forget about the zombies. There are large green barrels rolling down and me I Hulk smash them out of my way as they come. I feel super powerful and want to Hulk smash zombies so I come out into the open. It is now day time and I am wading through deep snow, but it doesn't slow me down at all. I shout out taunts at the zombies in a strange voice, "Ooooh yeah. Come one fucker mother fucker. Give me something to break. Break your fucking face." I look around, but there are no more zombies. I deduce that dreams run on emotion, so since the fear is gone so are the zombies. I walk around and find another RV. I feel the dream fading and I try to focus, but I wake up.

#430 - DILD -12:16AM

melatonin about 11PM

I get the feeling that I am doing some traveling. Feels like Colorado. I am at a bar and I am to wait for this dark haired attractive woman so that I can escort her safely home. It's not like any type of a relationship other than something like me being her body guard. The woman turns to me, stops, then runs to the restroom. I start to follow then stop, not sure what to do. A waitress above me in a balcony says, "She's just going to the restroom first. Do you need to give her a message." I shake my head and wave her away. I realize now that I too need to pee really bad, but it strikes me odd because I just went. In fact, I had just come out of the restroom. I decide I better do it now rather than waiting so I go back into the men's room. It's a fairly small restroom and full like most bars, but I squeeze past the other men to where the urinals are. To my dismay, the urinal section is completely blank. I look under the threes stalls in the room and see the middle one looks empty. Another man is trying to beat me to it but I cut him off. He pauses and then goes into the stall on my right. I chuckle to myself knowing that I saw the feet of someone sitting on the toilet. I half expect to hear a commotion from there, but I have to pee so bad that I forget all about it during the act. After a long pee, I notice that I still feel the urge to go and it really hurts. This could only mean one thing. I might actually be dreaming right now. I do a quick nose plug and let out a quiet yet ecstatic gasp. I am happy to be in a lucid, but the urge to pee is really prevalent. I do my best to forget about it for now and focus on my goals. I need to get out of the stall quickly so I do a high back-flip over the door behind me. Things go into slow motion here and get a little unstable with hazy vision, but I focus on standing in the spot I thought I needed to be and headed out the restroom door.

My vision returns now and I find myself entering a dark theater. I recall that I wanted to find my dream buddy and go for a run. I hover up and quickly scan the audience. To my left, I see bemistaken sitting with what I think to be her husband. I glide above them and reach down, taking her arm, and pulling her up to my side. I say, "Hi bemistaken." She just glances over at me and smiles. I know we need to go for a run, but time is short so I make the best of what I got. Together we run on top of the theater seats side by side toward the movie screen. I see a Hispanic boy and girl having conversation along with our shadows on the screen. Once we dive into the movie I reach out and touch the girls right cheek for stability. I feel the sensation of merging with the movie but when I turn around we are now on a stage like were are in some play. I nervously look at the audience, but I am blinded by the light. I feel the need to perform and bemistaken and I do our best to act things out. I hear something like a drumbeat and the children singing. Bemistaken says, "Staring, [name]" and then turns to me. I say, "Also staring, [name]' Then I feel like someone is beating under my feet so we lift part of the stage up the let the children out, but we see no one there. I wake up and rush to the toilet.

I'm driving to the bank with my toddler daughter (I don't have a daughter). I make the wrong turn, causing me to wind up somehow on the wing of a plane taking off. My daughter grows to a huge size, about twice the size of the car. I'm afraid that I'll fall off the plane, but then realize I'm dreaming, so I can't die. I do fall off after the plane has taken off. I'm sure I'll just wake up. Instead, my daughter grabs my car. She's floating down to the ground. Now she's so big the car fits in the palm of her hand. We land and I find myself and my daughter in the bank. She's still giant, for a toddler, but now just a couple inches taller than me. She announces that she needs to go to the bathroom. She goes unattended. The two tellers smile and tell me how cute she is. I ask for my bank balance. One of the tellers tells me. I ask several times for her to repeat, as I know the number's too low. Then I re-remember that I'm dreaming, so I tell myself that I can't rely on the dream for useful info. Then the dream fades. So no, I didn't do any cool LD stuff like flying, but I recognized I was dreaming, so I think that counts.

The stupidest thing happened in my dream. After a few other things happened in the dream like, talking to my family, watching my brothers play a new super smash bros melee game and something about a dog. I ended up on my bed but it was in a different position and the blankets were white. The lights were on but I was trying to sleep when suddenly I notice a coworker and another girl trying to put a egg up my butt. I told them to go away and one of them laughed while the other blamed it on the other girl. They left the scene as I got up than I removed the egg from under me and ended up cracking it. I wonder if this is because I was thinking about my parakeet laying eggs.

Anyways I became lucid and decided I would go look for Dawn. I walked to the room where my older brother sleeps and saw that the lights were on but it was empty. I closed the door than thought about what I wanted to do next. I took a cell phone I found than peeked at a window that was where it wasn't suppose to be on the wall. It was at a low height near the floor so I went through it than crawled under a crowded room and noticed it was raining outside and night time. I wondered if the rain would feel just like real rain and make me wet this time so i got out the room and under the rain. It felt cold but it wasn't making me soaking wet and soon disappeared.

After that I focused on the phone and tried to make the phone connect me with Dawn. I could hear his voice, distant, telling a little boy not to run around. I kept calling his name on the phone to see if he'd answer me but he did not. After that a couple of people tried beating me up for some reason. I ended up hitting a teenage girl there a few times than flew or ran keeping my focus on Dawn on the phone. I was hoping keeping my attention on his voice would lead me to him. I entered a open room filled with many colorful curtains and couches and blankets. The rooms I walked though were small and similar.I had to jump and walk through the small spaces until I ended up inside a really small room that almost looked like a church.

There was a old lady with white short hair and glasses sitting next to a stand that had a picture of a black man wearing a priest shirt and a orange mask on his face. The mask wasn't really decorated and the first thought that came to my head was "Is this a funeral home?". I said" sorry" and was about to leave focusing on Dawn when suddenly the old lady said " Wait! Did that phone bring you here?". I didn't reply to her and turned to see that from an opening between two curtains was a beautiful,wide, nicely mowed yard with a tree and a white table in the distance. There were what I assumed to be two old ladies talking to each other on the table. I wanted to go out but was afraid to find out what would happen next if i stayed with the old ladies so I started walking away.

I tried going back from where I came from. As I was doing this there was a small boy next to me and the old lady came and asked him something. The boy mentioned that he was just playing or something like that. I saw a girl that looked like she was a faded cut out of a painting too and than woke up.


Stuck

I was inside a classroom about to play a board game with my new classmates. But the teacher said we were being too friendly and said we three had to be sent to different classes. I was confused and thought about how unfair it was. Than appeared in my bedroom.There was an annoying little girl dc I couldn't really see around bothering me. I went to my older brother's room and saw the room was empty again. I went to the stairs and started walking up but was pulled onto the floor of the stairs. The girl dc who now looked like my cousin, peeked through the corner of the wall at me. I held my hand out and told her to help me up. She came up to me and pulled me up. After that I told her I give up on my lucid goal and continued up the stairs not really motivated than woke up.

Now that I think about it, i wish i went outside to the yard with the other old ladies. (- w -") It might have been a better idea.

Two nights ago:

I was at my old high school, in the gym. I don't think it was gym class though, nobody was else there. I've made my high school a dream sign and RC'd in the dream. But for some reason the nose pinch RC didn't work, and I didn't become fully lucid.

Last night:

I had a false awakening. I was laying down under a blanket. I could feel Manei's ora (or that presence she gives off) in the room; she was laying right beside me. And I was instantly mega-lucid, and thinking really clear.

I was in a room where everything was made of cut polished stone. The room had the layout of a room in my dad's parents (the ones who are still alive) house, and the general feel of it. There was no glass in the window. Just a white curtain blowing gently in the breeze.

There was a really old TV with a wooden case was sitting where their flat screen TV is IWL. It was on but it was just showing static. Every once in awhile I would see the face of a bald man with a fat neck flash onto the screen. The volume was turned down low and I could barely hear the white noise.

The sofa had been replaced with some thick mats on the floor and there were vines growing all across the walls. Outside the sky was orange and there was a big purple and blue ringed Jupiter planet taking up a good portion of the sky.

I got up, and thought of my dream goals. I was trying not to wake up Manei as well, but I guess I didn't do a very good job.

"Where you going?"

"To go find Jack and make friends with him. You wanna come?"

"No. You no go either. Just like TV, you always on. Work hard is good, yes, but need to relax sometime."

I lay back down with her. She put her arm around me and started to go back to sleep.

"Great... no getting away now..."

I stayed with her for a few minutes. I was still feeling restless though, and I really wanted to go and get something done. I started doing affirmations and trying to keep the dream stable. I then remember staring at the ringed gas planet in the sky. I was trying to make out details in a storm, and noticed that I could see it slowly spinning.

"Relax. Too much tension. I feel it."

I started to relax. I was still thinking a lot about my reality, but I started to relax and just enjoy the moment. I was startled back to 'reality' when My grandmother came home. I heard her open the door, set her purse and keys on the counter and walk into the living room. It was only now that I noticed that the kitchen (connected to the living room) was completely normal.

She walked in and got really confused.

"*duck quack*! who are you people!?"

The two of us got up. I started laughing at the duck quack sound. Manei thought it was funny too. My grandmother started yelling for help, that there were strange people in her house.

...

There was some other alternate part of this dream where she was hugging me and the two of us were spinning around. The environment kept shifting. (Double dream spinning...?)