lucid

This dream was a Dream Induced Lucid Dream (DILD). In this dream I was rebuilding a boat. I had the sterndrive out of the boat and it was lying on the floor in the corner of the garage. The steering controls were on the workbench and I was disassembling them. Suddenly the sterndrive started to raise and lower for no reason at all. It wasn’t connected to the boat, or the battery, so I went over and took a closer look. Then it stopped moving. I thought this is very odd, and this isn’t possible, but I brushed it off and went back to work on the steering controls. Then the sterndrive started to move up and down again! Hold on here, this isn’t possible, I must be dreaming again! I then paused and thought about what I should do while lucid, and then I remembered my plan to heal my son’s plantar wart. There was a doorway leading out of the garage, so I decided I would go through the door and look for my son, but I woke up. Darn, I should have stabilized first by swirling

In this lucid dream I was standing in the foyer at my parent’s house (I entered this dream lucid). I walked into the living room and saw my little sister lying on the coach watching TV. She looked in her 20’s, and she wasn’t at all surprised to see me. It was nice to see my sister young again, and it really took me back. The clarity and vividness was perfect. I asked how she was doing, and she said, “Good!” I then asked where my daughter is. She replied, “I think she’s outside playing with her friends.” She stood up, put on her brown coat, and I followed her outside. There were a bunch of kids playing on the street, and then I saw my daughter standing on the rocky outcrop beside the road! She looked about 7 or 8 years old. I then called her name, and she looked at me, smiled, and then she morphed into somebody else. I stopped and thought I must have mistaken somebody else for her. I was very excited about seeing my daughter and I woke up.

I entered this dream lucid after being consciously aware between dreams. The scene resembled Venice with the waterways running between towering ‘old fashion’ buildings. My dream guide John was sitting across from me on a pontoon boat as we enjoyed sipping on a couple of ‘cold ones’. The boat was moored to walkway alongside a tall building. Suddenly a tsunami wave came racing down between the buildings.

The wall of water was only 4 or 5 feet high, so we were safe, except now the water was rising higher and higher, and current was insane. People scrambled into the buildings as the water rose, and were running for their lives! I continued to sit in the pontoon boat sipping on my drink watching the drama unfold. Our pontoon boat was now risen up to the 3rd storey balcony, and other boats were smashing into us. Dream guide John then stood up, approached me, and said, “Tie up the boat to the balcony! Quickly!” I thought, seriously, I’m enjoying all this excitement, while sipping on this drink, but okay, I’ll do it, so I said, “Sure.” I put down my drink carefully, so as not to spill it, and then I jumped off the boat and onto the 3rd storey balcony with the rope. The patio doors were open, so I decided to look around inside. It was a typical apartment, nobody was in there, and I looked around for something to tie this rope to. There was a stationary bike beside the doors, so I tied it to the bike frame. I went back outside and jumped on the boat beside dream guide John. I was starting to get into this dream!

I looked at dream guide John and said, “This is very exciting! I really like this dream. This past weekend, in the waking world, I was laying vinyl flooring in my bathroom and I buggered up my neck, and it’s really sore. I’m having a hard time sleeping. While dreaming my neck doesn’t hurt, so I would like to stay here for a little while longer please!” John smiled and put his arm on my shoulder and said, “Yes, I know. You’re welcome!” Boats were piling up everywhere because of the tsunami. He then pointed towards the front of the pontoon boat and said, “Go that way, and jump onto the boat in front of us.”, so off I went.

I did as he instructed, entered the boat’s cabin, and found myself walking a down a log hallway inside a building. I thought to myself, “This dream certainly isn’t following the realities of the waking world very well.” At the end of the hallway I found an old Irish style pub! Okay, this was good! Dream guide John then brought me a huge mug of beer, and I took a big drink. It was delicious! Then, to my surprise, my dear Aunt Patsy (who passed in the 90’s) walked in the doorway. She walked past me and sat at a table. I walked up to her and said, “I recognize you!” She then transformed into somebody else and smiled at me. I asked her name, and she said, “Kim.” Next, I asked where she’s from, and she replied, “Winnipeg.” I thought to myself, you’re not Kim, and you’re not from Winnipeg, you’re my Aunt from Ontario. I then thought I’d be tricky and ask her last name, but she said she couldn’t remember. I asked why she can’t remember, and she casually replied, “Because I’m dreaming, and I can’t remember who I am when I’m dreaming.” She was giggling at this point, and I told her, “I’m lucid right now, and I remember everything about myself! How can you not even remember your name?” Are you lucid? Who are you really?” By this point I was being surrounded by about 10 dream figures who were all intently listening to our conversation. Dream guide John then pushed through the crowd and grabbed onto my wrist and dragged me across the pub into the lounge area.

John placed both of hands on my shoulders. Looked me straight in the eyes, and said, “You can’t go asking people their identification while lucid or we’re going to take away your lucid abilities!” He was looking real angry and his skin turned all red with yellowish polka dots. He then shouted, “Don’t do that anymore!” I said, “Okay, but please explain why I can’t?” He then yelled, “Because you will be given a kayler!” I said, “What’s a kayler?” He then said, “You know, a kayler!” He then demonstrated holding something in his hand, and he was poking it forward, like as if he was probing for something. I started to feel upset, so dream faded and all went black, and then I woke up. I definitely don’t want anybody giving me a kayler, no way! Keep that kayler thing away from me John!

A really vivid and graphic sex dream. I'm gonna skip this one.


I was buying a candy bar and some juice at a convince store in an airport.


A city had come under attack by extra-terrestrials. This was in the distant future, and they used some kind of gravity wave weapon that would slowly lift every building in the city into the sky then drop them, destroying them. Also, the wave lifted the buildings in fast pulses, often crushing the bottom most few floors.

I somehow found myself in a pet store. I was on I think the fifth floor of the building, so the pulses were pretty bad but the floor was staying together. One of the first pulses destroyed the fish tank though, and the water spilled out onto the floor.

The fast lifting pulses were spaced by ten or fifteen seconds giving me enough time to make my way across the store to where the other animals were. There were not many. There was a very fat full grown cat, a small golden retriever puppy, some kind of mole or stoat creature, and a mouse/gerbil.

I put all of the cages on the floor around me. There was a grey and white kitten, no more than a few weeks old without a cage. I picked him/her up in my arms. He/She was purring.

The dream became very emotional as I realized that I was going to die alone with these animals when the gravity wave dropped us. All of the other people in the building were killed because they were on the lower floors. The owner of the store had been killed by a falling shelf when the first pulse hit.

The pulses started getting harder and with less time in between. The windows began to crack and the supports were about to give out. I could tell that the building was over a mile up at this point, when the pulses stopped, the fall was not going to be survivable.

The pulses just stopped. I thought that I had gone into free fall. I made my way over to the window. It was nighttime out now, weird because it was daytime when the gravity wave started just a few minutes ago. I looked down and saw that the bottom four floors of the building were almost completely gone, and that I was in a meadow on top of a hill.

I looked around and there were no signs of human civilization or the aliens. I began to feel very confused about what had happened. I found another building that had been moved by the wave, with about a half dozen survivors in it. None of them were injured. I asked if they would give me a hand with the animals.


Continuing on the theme of animals, I somehow found out about this group of criminals that partook in illegal dog fights. They preformed some kind of scam where they would act like they were a cheap alternative to a vet, then take your dog into the back room and not give it back. Then re-train it to fight in the ring against other dogs.

I saw this unfolding with a young woman who approached with a medium sized white dog (I couldn't tell what breed.) Approached them. (In the back of a warehouse, come on lady, what vet holds their services in the back of a warehouse?!)

She tried to run when she realized that something was up. The thugs started to chase after her, but she ran though the back alley where they kept all of the dogs. This place was disgusting. There were dogs in cages everywhere, and they all looked starved and un-cared for. Many of them had scars or missing ears. There were a couple of corpses (both human and canine) in the alleyway and a huge pile of dog feces nobody bothered to clean up.

I somehow wound up running alongside the lady. I went to jump over a pile of dog feces when I floated several feet into the air. I realized that I was dreaming and caught myself on my flying jets.

And you had better believe that I am gonna get these crooks. I looked down at the (roughly 100) cages in the alleyway. I raised both hands and broke all the locks. All of the dogs jumped out and into the alley. They looked at me as if they were expecting me to do something. Some were barking and whining.

I held my hands up, blocking the group of dogs from view.

"I want you to go in peace. I want you to go back to your owners or back to where you think you belong in the world, and I wish you all health and happiness." The barking stopped. I lowered my hands and everyone was gone.

One of the criminals came around the corner with an handgun and started firing on me. I swooped in low, dodging his bullets, then spun around and kicked him into a pile of wooden palates. I was now in the back area of the warehouse. The other criminals could see me now, and strangely, their leader seemed to be a large white cat.

(Oh no, don't tell me this is a play on the whole cats verses dogs thing.)

Some of the goons charged me with pistols and AKs. I went back up and flew a half-circle around the camp, it consisted of a couple tents and some cars. I simply swiped most of the bad guys away, hoping I sent them somewhere unpleasant like an active volcano or the vacuum of space.

I swooped down low and destroyed their tents. I pulled back up and saw that there were a few guys still firing on me. I spun around in the air dodging them. (Don't know why though. I've tanked bullets while lucid before.) I looped up and landed right in front of the guy. He emptied the clip of his assault rifle at point blank.

I looked up at him. He was a big bald guy with round grey eyes. He looked half-asian. He dropped his weapon, terrified.

"You don't deserve to live!"

He faintly sputtered and dropped dead.

I looked to the cat. He was a large white Persian cat. I read him and saw that he was known for winning cat shows. I cursed him, telling him he would never win anything but last place in a cat show, then swiped him off to his owner.

At one point, I killed some guys by manifesting several handguns that were suspended in mid air and firing all of them simultaneously.

I looked to the last man. He didn't look as criminal as the others. He had freckles and orange curly hair. He was small and scrawny, and wore a ridiculous plad jacket. I could sense the DC's energy. He was by no means evil. I sat down next to him on the steps. He told me a short story about how how his brother got him into the group, and he always thought that they were crazy-abusive. He then said that it would be best if he left and looked for a way to amend his dark deeds as a part of the group.

...

I somehow wound up at Marcus' house. They were hosting some kind of celebration for my heroics. Manei was there and the two of them wanted to give me this really big present, but another DC who was there told me that I should wake up and not get the present. He/She gave me the dream ending feeling. I really wanted to hang on, but nothing happened.

Well screw you too, random DC.

In this dream I was standing in a 2nd storey bedroom watching teenagers mingling outside. It was nighttime, but the area was lit up by exterior lighting from the building. My vision was crystal clear, and it seemed too surreal not to be a dream, so I became lucid. No reality check needed. I slid open the window and shouted out to the kids, “Hey, can I join you guys?” One of the teenagers said, “Sure.” I popped out the window screen, and then asked the kids if it was safe for me to jump (of course it was). Another kid replied, “I don’t know?” They were all looking up at me with interest. In an effort to try something new while lucid, I decided to crawl down the side of the building like Spiderman. Instead of going straight down, I went at about a 45 degree angle; head first, down the brick wall towards the ground, crawling like a spider. To my surprise, when I reached the ground, all the teenagers were gone. A woman dressed in blue then looked out the second storey window at me, and when I looked back at her, she quickly moved away. I then woke up.

Boy In Bag

My brother showed me into a big room filled with books and magic items around. The place felt like a bad place to be in so I told my brother that we should leave. But just as I was about to leave I noticed there were lots of items in the living room and the front of the house.As if there was a garage sale.My brother went outside than came running back to me saying that our neighbors killed a boy and left him in a garbage bag in the front." Wait. Calm down. Show me proof that there really is a dead person in that bag." I said to him. We were thinking of when would be a good time to check the bag but than the scene changed. I was in a garden now and my brother grabbed pieces of chicken from a bag and put it in my mouth. It sort of felt like we were hypnotized and acting crazy. I than heard a voice describing how the white and green anime bushes in the garden are planted next to each other to create another type of rare bush.

The feet

I was inside a school with my mom and older brother. My brother said he wanted to take pills for his head ache but I felt like he was about to take too much. The next thing I recall is going to a room where I found viking people I think. I was drawing a anime girl character for them but felt like I kept messing up the arm.When I tried leaving the room I appeared on my bed doing a WILD.

When i felt like i was inside the dream fully I started thinking of Dawn and how I want to ban him from entering my dreams. But than I changed my mind and just tried to get him inside the dream. As I was focusing though it felt like I was falling out of myself. I was thinking about how this was going to turn out to be like those OBE dreams and decided to just let it happen. But this time I would let a DC pull me and take me somewhere like in Tihiti's dream. I wanted it to be Dawn but I started thinking about how scary it would be if this dream turned out to be like the old dream I had where i wanted to see Eye but found a creepy invisible DC that reminded me about Germany and a fiction holocaust book I read. I decided to just let it be. If the DC was interested in Germany so be it.

I than felt myself being pulled and fell on the floor. The DC dragged me as I pretended to be asleep, opened my door and dropped me in front of my door.I moved so that i was on my knees and looked up a bit.At the corner of my eyes ,not looking straight at the DC,I could see a black like cloth flowing above me. Afraid I looked down and saw the feet of a light skin woman with white painted toe nails, wearing a black long skirt decorated with light blue designs. I think my mom has a skirt like the one in my dream but I can't recall. I was too afraid to look at her face so I said hello facing the ground. She said nothing though. I started regretting thinking of the Holocaust and thought what if her face was ugly,torn and bleeding or what if i made a bad connection with a evil holocaust spirit because i was too focused on it.(Fear logic lol)I than started to see blood dripping on the floor."OK. This dream is over" I thought. I than reappeared on my bed and couldn't move. After trying to think of waking up and trying to move I woke up.

WTB 3am, woke just before 7:30am. Although I had set no alarm, it must have been intention that woke me, since I needed to take my car to the mechanic this morning, and 7:30 is when they open. So I drove in, did some grocery shopping across the street, and then walked back home since it's not too far. Returned to bed around 9am and focused intention to get lucid since I'd had such a good WBTB.

I was at a party in some guy's house. (The "party" theme must be WLR because last night I did the party scene in ME3, though none of the details were similar.) I was younger, maybe even a teenager—I think so, since the guy hosting the party was living with his parents—and wasn't really "me" in terms of identity. I was lounging on the floor with some other kids. A guy next to me joked with someone else about me taking my clothes off, and I reprimanded him sharply.

Vague scene change; it was the next day, and everyone else was gone, but I was still in the house—only now I didn't have my clothes. Obviously I needed to get them before I could leave, but this was complicated by the fact that the host's mother had come home, together with her young baby. I was sneaking around, hoping not to get caught, because I was afraid of how she would react if she found a nude girl in the house. I didn't recall doing anything inappropriate but she would naturally assume the worst.

I managed to sneak into the bathroom and thought that from there I could maybe call her from the door and make up some story about how I had taken a shower and now needed my clothes—though I worried that it might be hard to explain how my clothes had ended up in another room, and it didn't help that I wasn't exactly sure where they were. But my anxieties about this were resolved when I looked down and noticed that I was fully dressed after all. (Thanks, dream!)

Now my only challenge was sneaking out of the house. But the dream was even more obliging in that regard. The mother caught sight of me as soon as I entered the next room, and I was afraid that she would respond with horror and alarm at discovering a stranger in the house. Instead, she just called me over in a friendly way as though we were already well-acquainted and she expected me to be there. We went into her large walk-in closet, where she wanted my opinion on some clothes as she changed. She put on a lower garment that was made of two separately patterned pieces of cloth, one for each leg, that fit very loosely like Thai fisherman pants. Attached to the upper part was a horizontal band of cloth, at least six inches wide and several feet long, in a third contrasting color and pattern, that she could wrap around her waist to secure the garment. The cloth and patterns were lovely and I complemented it; she said that she had made it herself. Next, while she was putting on a top, I noticed how beautifully flat her stomach was in profile and complimented her on that as well. She laughed and said modestly that it had just looked that way because she had been holding her arms over her head.

After that she and her husband went out to an indoor mall and I tagged along. As I glanced around at the various shops, I reminded myself that since we were dreaming I should make sure to attempt one of the tasks, since it had apparently slipped my mind until that point. This made me wonder when I had first realized I was dreaming. I thought back and couldn't figure it out. In retrospect, I don't think I really was cognizant of the dream until that point, but at the time it felt much more ambiguous, like it had been a latent awareness all along. (I get this a lot—I think there is often a latent awareness of dreaming on some level, in which case lucidity requires becoming aware of the awareness!) That might explain why earlier the dream had soothed my anxieties rather than exploiting them, even though I hadn't been aware of directly controlling it.

I figured that since it was the New Year's holiday in the dream, it would be a great time to try the fireworks TOTM again, since there were bound to be fireworks tonight anyway. Again, it's hard to say if I had really "known" all along that it was the holiday, or if I had only just "realized" this when it was convenient to my goals. I was lucid enough to know that in WL it was much later in the month, but remembered it was still January at least... so close enough.

I walked back to the front doors of the mall, which were transparent glass, and looked out over the landscape. I didn't see any fireworks yet—it was dark out but it seemed like it was too early in the evening—and I hoped my intention could make some appear. I scanned the horizon but nothing manifested. I decided maybe it would be easier to spark them directly from my hand, so I turned around and started walking through the mall again, willing some kind of visual display to manifest from my palm. This should be easy, since in the past I've practiced summoning all the basic elements, and fireworks just seemed like a variation of this. But again, nothing happened.

I tried to figure out what the problem was, and wondered if maybe I was too distracted with the music. Here's another case where I can't say for sure when I started singing. Often I deliberately use music in dreams as a way to channel focus into particular tasks, a method that has worked very well in the past, but right now I felt like I was singing for sheer pleasure, and the music was of unearthly beauty. Now that I noticed it, I put aside my other goals for the moment to pay attention to what I was singing. I was using my voice, but there were no real words, just abstract vocalizations emerging spontaneously in a lovely, lilting melody. The most distinctive thing about it was that I was singing in harmony with myself, as though I had several different interweaving voices, at least three, maybe more. I've sung like this before in dreams and once again had to wonder: what does it mean? When the music manifests like this, so complex and ethereal, it feels like it has some primordial significance.

Most of my attention was now focused on the song, and nothing else seemed so important. I wanted to be in the open air, so I returned to the front doors of the mall and walked through them. I sang for a while longer, until the world around me faded in color and substance and I knew I was waking up. My first impulse was to grab my phone and try to record some of the melody as best I could before I lost it entirely. However, my phone seemed to be stuck on camera mode, and although I was insistently pressing the button and even trying to close the window manually by clicking in the upper right corner (a PC reflex, obviously this doesn't work on phones!), I couldn't get back to the main screen. Problems with tech like this are a dreamsign so I even wondered if this was an FA. However, my main concern right was to preserve any shred of the music intact, so I didn't want to distract myself with an RC, but tried to keep as much attention as possible on preserving the song.

Even though I now only had a single voice, I was surprised how easily and spontaneously the music was still flowing, and figured it was because I had just woken up and retained lingering traces of the dreamstate. More than traces, I realized, when I woke up again and knew that it been an FA after all. I once again reached for my phone and was gratified that I could now access the main screen. But I was still having difficulties: I looked through all my apps for the voice recorder and couldn't find it! I went back and forth from screen to screen, cycling through them all three or four times, and it was nowhere! I was forced to question if this was yet another FA, even though I was now sure that I recognized everything around me from waking life, and the dream memories and music were fading rapidly. In the past I've sometimes had trouble recognizing the voice app icon because it has such a bland appearance, but I had made a point of remembering that it resembled a microphone.

After taking more time and deliberately examining every icon on every screen, completely baffled by my inability to find it, the mystery was finally solved. I found it at the very end of all my apps, where I had placed it deliberately with the notion of making it easy to find, only I had misremembered its appearance: the last OS upgrade had completely changed the graphic to some wavy lines. It was too late to salvage the music. I tried to record the one line of melody that I could still vaguely recall, but it sounded completely wrong. I couldn't get my real voice to match the way the song sounded in my head, either in terms of the general register or even the specific notes.

I'm in some kind of mansion to celebrate a birthday party. We're going to spend the night there. I'd chosen a room with people I don't know, but walking around, I see a friend of mine, so I ask him in which room he is and luckily enough, he is in my room, so I put my stuff on a bed or couch to "mark my territory" .

[......]

I've gone out of the mansion and I'm going to cross the street. I see that both of the pedestrian traffic lights are green and the cars are starting to stop. Except one who just don't care, which leads me to think "Well, I don't know when I'm going to cross now". I cross the street anyway and I feel something funny.... I'm dreaming! [I don't know what was it exactly, but I think it has something to do with the traffic lights].
I was going to do something else, but I decide I will just go ask some DCs if they know this is a dream and what do they think about it. I enter an electronics store, run by Indian people. There is a man with gray hair and a moustache, and a woman with black, long hair and a red traditional costume who seem to work there. There is someone else, a client I guess. I tell them if I can ask them a question and I ask them if they think this is a dream. They answer "No". I feel that the dream is destabilizing a bit, so I touch the ground which is kind of earthy (with some humidity), and the glass door when going out. I keep walking and I find a group of children playing in the side of the road, over some kind of scenario, or stairs. I call them together and I tell them if I can ask them a question. They say yes, but when I start asking them, they start talking among them and they don't listen to me. I think there was someone behind me at that moment. After leaving them, I go to the left of that kind of scenario, to find a guy and 3 or 4 girls who are responsible for the children. I ask them again if I can ask them a question and of the girl makes a joke: "Yes, but we are busy on Friday night", like implying I'm going to ask them out. So I try again and ask them if they think this is a dream. Two girls answer "Yes". One of them has brown skin and very curly hair (not long, not short). I ask them why, but I can't remember the answer because I felt some destabilization and the eyes of the girl went to the opposite sides for a moment, which made me lose concentration. [In that moment, I felt I was doing something I wasn't suppose to do in a dream, kind of a weird feeling, knowing that I can do anything xD. Maybe I'm not used to that kind of interaction with DCs.] Finally, the girl tells me she can send me a book. For a second I think "Yeah, well, it will be kind of difficult to receive it", but in the end I think my subconscious will find the way to send me anything it needs, so I tell her "Yeah!". She tells me the book is called "City in the mind". In that moment I think I should review everything I've done up to now, to not lose track, but I want to write the name of the book first, so I go to my right, where there is a blackboard and I ask her again the name of the book. "In the mind" she tells me, so I start writing but she tells me again "In your mind". And I write that. She's been writing in her side of the blackboard the name of another book, and she tells me it is another one I can check out. I ask her the name but I can't get it, and when I look at her side of the blackboard I see only a weird equation. This destabilize the dream so much, I wake up.

I guess most people have had a Grim Reaper dream at some point in their life, here’s mine (my scariest LD ever):

In this dream I was at my log cabin doing chores (as usual). I walked into the living room, which has a high vaulted ceiling, and I could see somebody in a dark hood robe, up-side-down, with their face against the wall, and about half way up. I found this very alarming, and I instantly became lucid. The clarity was perfect and everything was vivid. The dream figure then crawled head first quickly down the wall, across the floor, and then it stood up one foot in front of my face. He was slightly taller than I, and it was the Grim Reaper! I was totally freaked out! He had icy, bluish gray eyes, which seemed to be glowing, and a lizard face. His scales and coloring were actually quite brilliant and beautiful as far as a lizard goes (I thought). The first thing that came to mind was, “Kill him!” This wasn’t a normal response for me in any form, especially while lucid.

I reached forward and tore his black, hooded robe off and threw it to the floor. This genderless, lizard biped was standing there completely naked with a shocked look of fear on his face! His mouth dropped open and his eyes bulged wide. He looked totally weak and anorexic. I thought to myself, I’m going to destroy you. In complete rage, I reached forward to crush him, but he shot off in faint wisp of smoke right through the log wall and was gone. He was unbelievably fast. I immediately woke up, and I was shaken by the dream. This was no doubt the scariest lucid dream I’ve ever had. I saw this dream figure once again in an LD last year, but I left him alone and ignored him, and he kept his distance.

After doing WBTB (Wake Back to Bed), my mind is consciously awake, but my body is asleep. This can be very boring while in the ‘void’ patiently waiting for the next lucid dream to start. Sometimes this can last up to an hour before a dream finally kicks in. Sometimes there’s hypnogogic imagery, occasional voices, but for the most part it’s dimly lit nothingness, and it’s challenging not to slip into unconsciousness. I’ve recently discovered that it’s possible to engage the void, and make it a pleasant experience. For me, the void can basically become a dream without vision, but you have touch and sound. Here’s what happened:

I had just finished a lucid dream where I was at a very scenic boardwalk enjoying the ocean and having an evening walk, and then the dream faded and I was back in ‘the void’ waiting for the next lucid dream to start. After about 10 or 15 minutes in the darkness I heard some people talking, and I recognized one of the voices! It was my daughter’s! I tried to call her name, but nothing happened, and it felt as though if I had tried any harder, my physical body would have spoken. If my physical body spoke, or moved, I would slip out the void and physically woken up. I could still hear my daughter talking to somebody, so I decided to relax and calm myself into the twilight zone of slipping into unconsciousness. Then I said my daughter’s name, and it worked! My daughter quickly replied by saying, “Dad?”

She then sang me a brilliant song that lasted about 30 seconds, ‘a jingle’. I told her it was a beautiful song! Then she came and hugged me. I couldn’t see anything in this state of lucidness, but I could feel her hugging me, and I was able to talk to her. I hugged her back and told her I love her. She jokingly said, “Dad, we have to stop meeting like this or people will start to talk!” I then said, “Daughter, we simply need to be together every night while I dream until we’re together again. A father and daughter can’t be separated.” I slipped deeper into unconsciousness and I found myself fully lucid back at the boardwalk again. I was still talking to my daughter, but she was now a small sphere of light, the size of a ladybug stuck to the side of a weathered wooden wall. I told her again I love her, and that we simply need to be together. She then vanished, and I continued my evening walk along the boardwalk. Shortly thereafter I lost my lucidity and continued in regular dream mode. I don’t remember what happened after that, but I did end up back in the void again, and then I had a pontoon boat LD which I’ll journal later

Went to bed at about 23:15, stayed conscious for quite some time looking at HI and then drifted. At 05:00, WBTB for 15 min and again, stayed conscious by observing the random HI. I didn't sleep well and at some point around 06:30 I was again awake and observing HI. I noticed that images were steady and quite clear - one particular image (a glass) was crystal clear and steady as I looked at it for a few seconds. Still I felt quite clearly my body in bed. At that point, I imagined lifting-flying, and I felt a strong pushing sensation and I was thrown out of bed in my dream body - standing but without sight. I am amazed - I finally did it again- and I opened my eyes with my hands - knowing that I am in fact in bed - so these must be my dream eyes. It felt as if I opened my real eyes and I am now in a room. My eyes still have some black texture but I imagine it go and it dissolves!
My wife is there and tries to get me back to sleep but I kiss her and go to another room. I try to lock the door but the key is at the wall side and it is useless.

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It's an old aristocratic house and I go out to the balcony - opening the door normally without any problem. Now I am at the balcony with seats and a table - like a Cafè - and the dream is very stable and clear. I am so happy! My wife comes out and tries to convince me that if I fly I will fall! I try to levitate at the balcony without much success. Nevertheless I wait patiently - according to my plan - for levitation to happen. Now there is a green grass field just below the balcony (a few seconds before there was a street) and it's day and nice, sunny weather.

(Without the buildings in the back)

I jump down at the grass, run and jump high and try to fly. My jump is quite big but I fall back to the grass - on my back. I then feel being pulled and I am pulled backwards - my feet touching the grass. The idea strikes me that a square parachute is pulling me, so I grab the imaginary controls and I take of - always backwards - with ease! Nothing appeared in my hands, nevertheless the control was real and very accurate! I easily floated up - backwards - and flew with perfectly clear view of the ground, maneuvering easily my flight - backwards. I was over an old town with lots of grass and a castle.
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I flew towards the castle and at some point I pulled hard on one of the controls and turned around - flying straight now! I now enjoy my flight very much, because using the parachute controls, I have near-perfect control over my flight! I fly low between the houses over the street, gain altitude again and enjoy flying over the rooftops with perfect clarity, making dives and gaining height again! It's SO cool and nice! Best flight of my lucid life!

At some point, I reach the end of a cliff and I let myself free-fall there to see what will happen. I fall and just land normally at the bottom, between some old traditional homes. I walk down the road when I remember the fireworks ToTM. I imagine that after the road corner, there will be fireworks ready to be ignited. I imagine them vividly over a red car that is half-hidden at the corner and walk there to find some strange looking fireworks over the car hood. They looked rather like paper christmas trees, yellow in color - I have to say that they were just as I imagined them - my initial imagination was incorrect.

(Sort of... Actually all-paper and no texture)
Immediately they ignite and burn down without going in the air... I imagine some more in a box that I am holding and take out 2-3 more. I get some matches (they are broken) and I manage to lit them, but again they burn down without lifting in the air... At that point the dream becomes unstable, I am surrounded by some kids and the fireworks burn down attached to a wall - and not the red car. Then, I wake up feeling very very happy - I had a great flight!

P.s. The next day I went down with high fever and was barely able to move - until now, so I transfer this with 3 days delay!

In this lucid dream, I was playing right along with the Dream Figures, creating some drama, fun and an interesting story line, until they realized I was stringing them a line. I’m always way too serious in my lucids and I usually have an agenda, but not this time!

In this dream I was in the back of my pickup, trying to rollout the black nylon cover, but it wasn’t working, and I was blaming my wife for messing it up (I know, typical husband). The black vinyl cover was supposed to be black, but it was now brown and all torn up. Hey, wait a second, this is a dream, I’m lucid! This lucid happened around 1:30 Am, which is a good thing, because LD’s early in the night are typically very vivid and clear for me (almost magical). I stepped off the truck box and looked around, realizing I was inside a large industrial looking garage. My wife was now gone and I was alone. I decided to head out and explore this amazing place.

There was a hallway leading out of the garage, and it came to a glass door exit. I decided to try walking right through the glass door, without opening it, and it worked perfectly. I felt the glass passing through my body (there’s no waking world sensation to describe it). Once I was outside, I could see two people walking, in what looked like space suits, way off to the left, through a garage door opening. It was night time, and I was surrounded by dark colored buildings. I flew up about 50 feet into the air and then slowly flew between the buildings, then 3 men stepped out of a doorway, and I hovered above them. They didn’t notice me above them, and I watched as they walked away and chatted.

Then a black car drove out of the same building, and parked alongside. I decided to fly down and take a closer look. I hovered above the trunk and watched two men step out of the car. One fellow was holding a knife to the second guy’s throat, so I slowly floated down beside them to see what was going on. The guy holding the knife was startled when he saw me, and the 2nd fellow ran off. He then turned the knife towards me, and this is when I decided to play along with the dream game. I looked at him and said, “It’s okay, I’m a secret agent too, follow me into the building! I want to show you something.” He put his knife away and said, “Oh, okay.” I had no idea what was in the building, or what I was going to show him, but I walked into the same door the three guys had exited earlier, and he followed me.

We walked straight down a hallway, made a left turn, then a right, and we ended up in a long concrete passage. I was struggling to come up with something to show him, so I decided to do some lucid dream skills, and I said, “I have secret agent superpowers!” I took my fist and slowly pushed it into the concrete wall and then I pulled it out. I left a hole in the wall, and there was concrete dust all over my hand. His eyes opened wide, and he said, “Holy, that’s unreal!”

A woman appeared out of nowhere and walked up to us, and I told her, “I’m an agent with superpowers. I’m genetically engineered!” (I was really pouring it on, lol) I said, “Watch this!”, and I pushed my point finger into the concrete wall, up to my knuckles. She didn’t seem very impressed with my superpowers, and then she proceeded to lift my shirt and grab onto my stomach with pliers and twist. I was thinking this is some kind of psycho chick! I couldn’t help noticing my stomach was glowing with white light (not sure why). I said to her, “I didn’t feel a thing.” This wasn’t true, because it sort of tickled, and I couldn’t stand the feeling. She was going to do it again, and I shouted, “Don’t!” She asked me why, and I replied, “I just don’t like it.” She said, “Okay.” Then another guy with wires, plugs, and bandages on his head walked up to us.

This guy looked really pale; he had black around his eyes, and was simply scary. There were copper wires coming out of his skull, connecting to a junction block with a multi-pin plug. I looked at him, pointed, and said, “Hey, you have wires connected to your brain and they go to a plug!” It was a very shocking site, like ‘The Borg’. He then pointed at my head and said, “You don’t have any wires coming out of your head. What’s going on?” I looked at the woman, who had been twisting my gut with pliers, and I said, “You know, there’s much more sophisticated ways of plugging into somebody’s brain using chips and Wi-Fi.” She then started to laugh at me (I wasn’t fooling her at all). I started laughing too, and then I woke up.

So guys, I haven't recalled any dreams in a week or so due to the flu. Nevertheless I'll put down everything I remember:

1. I became Lucid in a rather dark room. The walls of this room where a light brown that had a red glow on it. It was almost like there was a source of red light that was shining on the wall, and maybe that's actually what it was. I remember walking around the room because of how fascinated I was. This Lucid lasted a while but I don't remember anything else.

2. I had just woken up from a dream where I was climbing a ladder. Upon awakening I thought to myself, "Wow, I have never climbed a ladder like that before." I found it so interesting to the point where I started imagining climbing the ladder. Still being on the brink of falling back asleep, I realized that as I imagined climbing the ladder, it felt so real. I actually felt my hands grasping the sides of the ladder and looking up the ladder as I climbed it. A DEILD was starting.
Somehow another dream started and I got engulfed into that one. I specifically went into my house in the next dream where I was semi-lucid. I have been semi-lucid in a lot of my dreams lately.

LUCID DREAM # 10- THIRD WILD SUCCESS

January 18, 2015: Background: Megavitamin BID, 5-HTP 100mg h.s., 8mg Galantamine + 500mg Choline @ 4:00am: I go immediately back to bed after taking G and Ch. As usual, I have trouble falling asleep immediately. Had two short dream scenes in which I was 100% lucid, but could not get to “form” properly and lost after only a few moments. In the first, an attractive long, dark haired woman was slinging her pocketbook over her left shoulder - the arm furthest from me. The scene around her is vague and poorly detailed. I “yell" with my inner voice, “focus" but the scene fades instead and I “wake” a bit, recollecting that I’d taken supplements and was trying to induce an LD. After a short interval of steady breathing and relaxation with nothing more than black blankness, a scene develops in which I am making a purchase of some kind and go to the check-out counter. The “counter” greatly resembles a cheap faux-leather weight lifting bench more than a check-out counter. The woman behind the counter is the Russian woman from the movie Dodgeball with her hair up in buns and buck teeth. As this is happening, I “wake" as I hear Lynne come into the master bedroom accompanied by the sound of the door bottom scraping over the deep pile carpet as she opens, enters, and then closes the bedroom door. I hear her open the bathroom door and make her usual morning sounds for a while. I am aware that I am in my bed trying to LD, so I keep my eyes closed and remain still. This, it turns out is a FALSE AWAKENING. Lynne NEVER came into the bedroom. It was a dream all along. THIS segues into a full blown LD that lasts approximately 20 minutes.

January 18, 2015: Lucid dream: I find myself in an industrial size kitchen with Jenny G******t and Lynne. Jenny looks to be about 30 or so, Lynne looks her current age. I am 100% aware from the outset that this is a dream based upon the completely foreign setting, and because Jenny is there and way too young. I look around the huge kitchen. Lots of stainless steel appliances, pots, pans, utensils and counter tops. The walls themselves appear to be rough concrete - meant to be functional for the purpose of preparing meals for several hundred people the expense of any attractiveness. I walk up to Jenny intent on proving this is a dream. “What was the name of your first husband, I ask.” "Bob," she replies. I think to myself “Shit, she got that right.” I go up to Lynne. “What is your birthday?” She gives me a nonsensical answer and I think “WoooHoo, I’m dreaming!”

I leave the kitchen via an arched passageway that is reasonably well lit, but seems like a catacomb with built in recesses and shelves. Everyone I see is OLD, with grey hair. Not one person looks less than 80. I begin to fear I too am old, and have been committed to this horrid nursing home type place along with other aged and infirmed people in an institution whose kitchen I have just left.

As I walk the hall I come upon a man lying flat in a hospital bed against the right-hand wall. His head is away from me as I approach. The bed rails are down. He is covered by sheets but for some reason I think he has had an amputation of his right leg. I go up to him. He is reading a book in bed. I ask to see it and he hands it to me. There is a picture on the cover of a woman in a modern gymnasium setting lying flat on one of the workout machines. The picture is too small to make out much more than the fact that she is naked. The book appears to be her self-published book on bodybuilding while naked. The man throws back the sheets and I am relieved to see he has two good legs. He gets out of bed and walks from the direction I have just come, so I drop the book on his now empty bed and continue on my way.

I come upon a window on the left side of the catacomb wall which is an arched bricked affair with no glass - like you might see in a medieval castle. Inside the hall the only perceptible color is an institutional flat off-white. Outside, somewhat below me, are dozens of peaked houses with brightly colored wooden trim, shining in the bright daylight. From the window I can make out green, red, yellow and blue painted wood-trimmed Alpine--like houses built into numerous hill sides! I immediately want to escape to the outside, but fear that as a resident of this place, an alarm will sound the moment I try to escape. While looking down out of the window, I see there is an alley immediately below me where a bunch of men (employees of the facility in which I am trapped) are smoking cigarettes. I leave the window and walk on. Very shortly I come upon a short passageway also off to my left which has a very substantial door at its end. I immediately realize I have no chance whatsoever of getting out that way, but I go to try the door handle anyway. Just as I reach for the handle, the door is opened from the outside by one of the men from the alley! I am startled when he holds the door open for me and allows me to exit. My immediate concern is that I will quickly be pursued like an escaped prisoner, but no alarm is raised...so out I go!

As I walk past the remainder of the men in the alley, I ask “Where are we?” I am told “London!” Out the alley I turn left onto a much broader street. I can see it remains fairly level as far as I can see, but all the streets off of it to the right appear “down hill” and those on the left are up a bit. Because I’m concerned about being old (after all, I was in a nursing home) I chose to stay on the level road, worried that if I go downhill on one of the side streets I won’t be able to walk back up, and if I go uphill it will tax my abilities. At the first intersection I approach, a Bobby in full uniform complete with hat, whistle and gold buttons is seen standing in the middle of the road. He immediately waves me safely across to the right side of the street, and I walk down the right hand sidewalk past pubs, storefronts, and walls with air conditioners sticking out through them. The Bobby is the last dream character I see. The street has no other people or cars on it. On my left (across the street) a large blue-water harbor glistens in the sun. No boats are upon the water. However, there are light poles and benches for sitting at intervals. I walk down my side of the street marveling at all the detail. I actually laugh out loud in my dream when I remind myself that incredibly, this is a dream! I know exactly who I am, and that I’m really in my bed sleeping and dreaming and that I got “here” by taking supplements! Even more amazing, while walking down the street ruminating over where my real life self was, I remembered that in real life I had finished upgrading some parts on one of my model helicopters and if I was going to test fly it, I needed to get up early before it started to rain! After a few more moments of wandering, I decided I needed to wake up and do that. Since the dream was kind of boring with no dream characters in sight, I told myself to wake up, and I woke up! Wake time = 7:00am.

Something to do with me working on a small private space station. A spacecraft arrived with two scientists on board that were eager to return to earth with valuable scientific data and samples from other planets. The president (Yes, Barack Obama) was also on-board.

Ground control told me that I had to make getting the president home my first priority. There were only three seats in the return pod, so I couldn't fit both scientists. I asked if they could just go down the three of them and I could wait in orbit, but they stated that was probably a bad idea because I was the only pilot on the team.

I eventually flew the president and one of scientists down, and when I got on the ground I saw that they were already preparing a return mission for the other scientist. They had this big parade celebrating the presidents successful return from space.

The mayor of our town had to give a speech about me and Obama. Then his head fell off. I caught it. He apologized to everyone present saying that this just happens sometimes (he had some sort of health problem), and politely asked me if I would place it back onto his body. I did and he continued giving this speech. But it was having problems staying attached. He kept having to nudge it with one hand to keep it from falling off again.

I became lucid as I realized how ridiculous of a health problem this was. But I woke up. Goddang layer 1's


I was walking around a large supermarket/store. Wal-mart or Target vibes here. One of the aisles was labeled 'For caveman mode, go here' or something. I recognized 'Caveman Mode' as a lucid dreaming term sometimes used here on the site and became partially lucid but fell out of it before I could grasp that I was dreaming.

Some lady bumped into me, and I started to wake up, but found that I was still clinging to the dream. I was between being in bed and being in the store. I then realized that I was lucid and that I could use this. I began aggressively stabilizing my walking around the store.

I went to the freezer aisle and opened the door. Cold air hit me in the face, grounding me further to the dream. I then walked to the front of the store, walked out the door and formally announced to myself that I was completely in the dream.

Then lucid auto pilot kicked in and I decided to look for Manei. I looked around and saw a brick post out the front of the store.

"Er... okay, let's say that Manei is behind that post."

I walked around to the side and saw a blonde girl. She was topless and looked really confused to be here. She started trying to talk to but nothing was coming out of her mouth. I ignored her and decided that if Manei wasn't going to show up, I should just fly.

I looked up. It was foggy/overcast kind of day, no good for flying unless I could get above the clouds. Some teenager mocked me for staring at the sky like a 'retarded moron', only to eat his words when I lifted into the air on a column of flame.

I started to spin out of control before I could get more than a few stories off the ground. I then looked over and saw Manei. Or part of her, she seemed to be having difficulties anchoring herself to the dream, glitching in and out of existence every few seconds. Her movement seemed to be glitching too, she seemed to acquire random velocity out of nowhere.

At one point she manifested right in front of me and then shot off in front of me tumbling through the air at about a hundred miles per hour. She disappeared in the fog and then shot back and struck me, knocking me off of my flying jets. As I tumbled through the air, I saw a random old lady in the parking lot of the story reach out her arms to catch me. I managed to orient myself and lower myself gently in front of her.

I thanked her for trying to catch me, but told her that I had this handled. I was getting ready to fly off again when I woke up.