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My first lucid experience this year! It's tiny but its encouragement that I am on the right path.
Dream 1: Non-Lucid
I was travelling aboard a cruise ship/ferry with a lot of people from my school. It was all going well until some sort of sea monster appeared on the radar and started swamping us with waves. We managed to stay upright after one pass by of the monster, but the second attack flipped us upside down and we began to sink. I managed to swim out the door and up to the surface, just before I ran out of oxygen. Gasping for breath, I saw about a dozen other people who had survived, out of the 50-100 on board. The monster dissapeared after that, presumably down with the ship, so we swam to the shore and set about finding civilization. We came across an ancient roman complex and discovered we were in Italy, and so two of the survivors who could speak Italian started conversing with a woman there and I went off exploring the beautiful villa. I woke up then due to my brother.
Dream 2: Lucid Kinda
I was at school (surprise surprise dreamsign ) and during recess I was in the library trying to find a book. A girl came up and we started talking, And I ended up arranging to meet her after school. I went on to Politics class, which had my brother in it as well which was a bit odd. The lesson flew past with me thinking about what had happened before,almost conscious but not quite. Then the teacher span around and asked my brother, "Do you know what we have talked about for the past 50 minutes!" and he didn't know. She then turned on me and asked the same, and I couldn't reach anything. (I think that actually helped give me some consciousness as it is similar to the reality check of asking yourself how and why you re where you are and what did you do previously) After that the teacher went on to my brother about all these levels of punishment he would be getting, and I sorta tuned out and thought about things more. Bit by bit I became more and more aware until I suddenly thought "This must be a dream", feeling a little foolish because I thought I was just daydreaming/imagining the scene at that time. Lo and behold however when I did that I got a shot of awareness and ding a ling lucidity . Unfortunately I woke up immediately without being able to do anything, I just got tingly all over and started feeling my own body. Ah well, better luck next time!

There was brief lucidity these past two nights, lots of it. Lots and lots of layer 1’s. I saw Marcus quite a bit. Sorry for my low activity on the website though.


Somebody was telling me about how you could have better sex dreams if you were to take two pillows and *ahem* orient them in such a way as to *ahem* enhance the experience.


There was a dream involving my religious choices and some strong personal emotions. I’m gonna skip this one for the sake of not inflaming any passions. (Including my own.)


I vaguely recall being on my college campus with D. There was some kind of battle going on that I had to participate in. I don’t recall the specifics but it was important. I recall the campus being akin to a war-zone. There were burning buildings, crashed cars and the likes. Neither D or I seemed particularly concerned though.

We were making our way back to the dormitories I began to take note that despite the area being akin to a war-zone there were not any people actually fighting. I think a couple of jets flew in low and that was about it.

I became partially lucid at one point and was somehow involved in ‘fighting for my lucidity’. There were some robots attacking me as well. For some reason, I thought of Soul Eater and wanted to see if I could transform myself into a living weapon.

It worked. I made my right arm into a black and silver scythe blade. I saw some more robots coming in and I made my arm into an axe with a long handle. I then recall manifesting knives to fall on and impale my enemies. I was making my way along the side of the cafe by my dorm at this point.

I then came across three golems. I ‘remembered’ that these were the three spirits of lucid dreaming or some such nonsense and that I had to protect/save them from the robot menace. They were golems made of bamboo. One was the typical green, another larger one was blue and there was an even larger red one.

Each of the three golems was meant to represent something about myself but I couldn’t figure out what they were. I was pointing out what I thought they represented. I thought of the chackras and thought that red symbolizes survival and therefore the red golem might indicate my survival ability. Blue symbolizes creativity and expression, so he might represent that. Green represents love and that is the smallest. The others don’t even seem to be present.

My grandfather showed up and I was now in my backyard. The golems were still there. He told me that I shouldn’t turn my body into a weapon because it is an evil power. I noticed that my arms were still scythe blades. I then (for some reason) thought of something that had been said to me in an old star wars Jedi game, where the Master states that the Jedi can use ‘dark’ abilities such as force choke and and sith lightning, and although these abilities are considered evil, they are used with good intentions.

The golems backed me up saying that I had protected them from the robots with my ‘dark power’ and the golems were very kind, respected beings. They understood and explained things to him.

I started to become more lucid and wake up, as the dream broke down I just began recycling and considering my philosophy on dreaming. The idea that if someone embraces only good or only evil, they might become out of balance.


S and I were hanging out and S had asked me to drive and get the pizza that he had ordered. He hadn’t ordered from the normal pizza place, he had ordered from this specialty place that was supposedly both really good and quite far away. (also quite expensive from what I could recall.)

I was driving down the expressway. (In a completely unfamiliar region by the looks of it.) I had no sense of direction or where I was heading.) I kept feeling like I was missing the exit or something. Eventually I decided to simply get off the expressway and try to ask for directions or something.

I pulled into the parking lot of a hotel. It had a name like the ‘Chippewa’ hotel or some native american tribe name. I ‘remembered’ that the place was run by a native american man that someone in my family or immediate friends knew. The hotel had a main building with a lobby, pool and a ten story tower with rooms, as well as private cabins in the woods behind the hotel.

The front door was locked and I made my way around the back. There was a large terraced garden and a driveway leading into the woods and the first couple of log cabins. There was also a playplace with some children playing at it. I wandered around the hotel for awhile.

At some point, somebody stole my car.

…

I tried to call my parents but my phone was dead.

…

I became semi lucid. For some reason, I thought of a character from my comics, a spirit known as Ateria.

In my Comics, Ateria is a psychic spirit who will possess a person work with a person to aide them in their travels. She grants a wide range of powers including astral projection, enhanced strength and speed, telekinesis, and mind reading. But her greatest power is carbon alchemy, allowing her to take carbon from any non-living source, usually the carbon dioxide in the air and convert it to diamond, carbon fiber, graphite, graphene, or hydrocarbons (oil, gasoline, natural gas). With this, Ateria and her host can create a massive variety of objects.

“Ateria, Carbon Bike.”

She created a carbon Motorcycle that was black and white. Diamond formed the engine and rigid components and carbon fiber made up the tires and seat. I got on and started riding, but the bike was uncontrollable and I rode off of the drive and through the back door of the hotel. And wouldn’t you know it, the pizza place I was looking for was right in there.

Manei was there, and she had the pizza that I had been asked to get. Though for some reason the ‘pizza’ was actually a giant pizza sized chocolate chip cookie in a pizza box. And of course (because logic can go die.) I didn’t get lucid.

There was something strange about Manei. She has this odd hairstyle with three or four braids. Wasn’t the craziest outfit/hairstyle that I have come across but it was noticeable.

There were a bunch of people who walked in to the pizza place. They were mostly parents and little kids who looked to be a part of a birthday party. My parents were in the crowd as well. They said something awkward/embarrassing to me.

I started getting like a chuck-e-cheese vibe from the place as more and more of these people came in.

Manei wanted me to put her number in my phone, even though my phone was dead earlier, it worked now. I opened it up and saw that I already had it. This was my contacts list in my dream phone.

Contacts:

Parents -0004

Pare nts -00004

Polic -09011

Manei -7642

Mar1cus -1001

I felt empowered on the motorcycle and decided that I would just ride south and live in the tropics. With Ateria by my side, I could manifest a pile of diamond and sell it, and live happily for the rest of my life. Manei asked if she could come with me. I told her that she reminded me of someone that I knew, and that if she wanted to, she was welcome to join me. But she had to play it by my rules. She seemed OK with that and got on.

We rode out the door, down the drive and into the sunset. All of the people from the party were watching us though. It was like the end of a movie or something and-



Oh. Right… um… I'm dreaming... that would make a lot more sense with the context of everything that has happened… and the girl who looks just like Manei. Well the dream is over now.

In this dream I was at my parent’s house having breakfast. A close friend from my school years was sitting to the right of me and playing with pill container. I asked Gerald what the pills are for? He said, “I have to pee into this bottle.” Well, that was certainly odd, I thought. I hardly ever see this friend, now he’s sitting at my parent’s dining room table planning to pee in a bottle! I began to question if I was dreaming. I looked at my sister sitting across the table and my bother in-law. They certainly looked real. I looked around the dining room to see if anything was different. Everything was the same except there was a clock on the wall that said it was 6:00 Am. Now that was very certain a good, dream clue, because I usually sleep-in on the weekends. I decided to do some reality checks.

I looked at my hands and they were normal, but I still figured this was a dream, so I tried pushing my point finger through my left hand. My finger didn’t pass through. Hmmmm, this normally works as a reality check. I was determined to get some proof that this was dream, so I stood up and looked out the front window. There was a couple walking down the street with a husky on a leash. They looked almost normal, except the woman had a husky face! Yaaaaay, this is dream, I’m lucid!! When I turned around my ‘middle’ sister was suddenly sitting at the table. I smiled and said, “Hi!” I decided to do my lucid healing technique on her because she has lost partial vision in her left eye due to a neurological degenerative disease (in WL). The first step was to create healing light in my hands, and then concentrate it into an energy ball, and then push it into her eye, while saying a healing prayer. I cupped my hands, focussed on forming healing light, and then a white light started form, but then my vision started to go blurry. Darn, I’m losing lucidity. I then woke up and recorded the dream on my voice recorder.

I picked up a mini voice recorder on Ebay, and it’s amazing! I can now voice record my dreams during the night without having to turn lights on, write in my dream journal, and then totally wake up. In the morning I simply play the recordings and journal them. This has given me 9 dreams, plus 6 lucids, in two nights. I often forget many dreams and lucids because I don’t feel like waking up to journal them, and I usually wait until the morning to do this, at which point I can’t recall what happened. I just need a couple of words from the dream in order to remember them. I highly recommend giving this a try!

I had taken a two-hour nap earlier in the day, so when I went to bed at 1:45am I did not feel particularly sleepy. It seemed like a good opportunity to get lucid, so I fixed intention on fireworks task and did a few rounds of SSILD before falling asleep.

I had an NLD that was strongly WoW-influenced (day residue) in which I had gotten stuck in the middle of a quest chain and was searching the environment for objects that had a yellow exclamation point over them. This went on for a long time but at some point I finally recognized that I was dreaming. Although this pushed me near waking and disrupted the dream, I had enough awareness to avoid moving and held on to dreamstate as well as I could. I searched for something to better anchor me there, and noticed that I could distinctly hear voices conversing, although I could not see the figures—in fact I couldn't see anything at all.

I don't recall the specific words now although I could hear them clearly at the time. I recall how spontaneous and random the conversation seemed, with no relationship I could discern to day residue, my own memories, or even the earlier dream. I listened carefully to try to figure out what was going on. A younger girl who sounded like a teenager was arguing with an older woman about something she wanted to do. At first I assumed it was her mother but then decided it must be a caretaker after she called her "Nanny" at one point. I was not involved in the scenario, I was just listening in the dark.

Even though I didn't feel integrated into my dream body and lacked visuals altogether, the audible conversation was so vivid that I figured I must be reasonably secure in the dream state, so I figured I'd try the TOTM and see if I could coax a better REM state into effect. The fireworks task was perfect for this, since it was something I could attempt without moving much or needing anything from the environment. I imagined holding out my hand, palm up, and shooting fireworks from the center of my palm. Something did happen: I could half-see a kind of ghostly outline of my hand, like when you look at it in almost total darkness, and then above the palm emerged a faint graphic that resembled a model of the solar system, with the planets hanging in space and lines indicating their orbits.

It's hard to describe what "seeing" this was like, since it was neither seeing in the usual sense, nor was it merely thinking or imagining, but something in between, or possibly different from them all. Have you ever been in a situation where it was so dark that you looked at your hand and weren't sure that you were really seeing it or your mind was just filling in the outlines where it knew they should be? It was a bit like that, but different, because in addition to my hand I could also "see" the solar system graphic, an image I would not have expected, and because ultimately I didn't feel like I was really "seeing" any of this with my eyes, even dream eyes. Part of the problem is that I still didn't feel fully embodied, so the darkness didn't just feel like an absence of light, but like a condition—inner darkness as opposed to outer darkness? Even at the time I suspected I wasn't in full REM. The visual impression was there, but it didn't register as genuinely visual.

I decided that I must not be dreaming deeply enough to see properly, and this gave rise to a more substantial physical sensation of lying in my bed, as though I had woken up, yet I knew clearly that I was still in the dream state. I had half a mind to try fireworks again right then and there, and half a mind to better integrate with the dream body, so it seemed like what happened next was an amalgamation of the two intentions. I was focusing on my hands and they began to rotate rapidly, not the normal rotation permitted by the wrist joint, but a full 360-degree rotation, as though they were propellers. They were moving so fast that I could feel the vibrations throughout my whole body.

Although this result had been spontaneous and unexpected, I wondered if I could use it to leverage myself out of the bed, since apart from my weird propeller hands, I still didn't feel well-connected to the dream body. I hesitated to try any larger movements lest I accidentally move my real body and wake up. So I let my left propeller hand slacken and lifted the right, willing it to turn into something like the blade of a helicopter that might elevate me vertically out of bed. The propeller movement became wider and faster, as though my whole forearm was now spinning around the elbow, and the vibrations intensified, but I felt no sense of lift. I remembered that helicopter blades needed to be angled a certain way in order to provide lift, and tried to will my propeller arm to work similarly, but I guess I don't know enough about aerodynamics to convince myself that I could pull it off!

Since the right arm was not doing the trick on its own, I put my left arm back in play to provide more oomph. Now both my propeller arms were rotating at incredible speed and I could feel the whole bed vibrating along with my body. I couldn't believe that all this movement wasn't waking up my husband, who was lying pressed up right next to me. This is a common failing of dream logic: even when I am perfectly aware that I am dreaming, I irrationally worry that something I am doing might disrupt his sleep. Around this time I woke up for real, and of course he was over on his side of the bed, so the feeling of close physical contact had also been a dream impression.

It was unusual that the audio and physical impressions were so clear but that the visual field remained opaque. Is this an NREM state? The closest parallel I've experienced to this in the initial stage of many WILDs, right after transition, and in those cases I have also theorized that REM hadn't fully kicked in yet.

I was in my room, which was full of daylight. I had just woken up and I was going to get ready to meet a friend for breakfast. I could hear my mum and grandma talking in the corridor, but I didn't pay attention to them. I looked at my analog watch and it said it was around 3.20. I knew right away that I was dreaming. I looked at my hand and, sure enough, I had an extra finger between my middle and fourth finger. I caught a glimpse of my watch again, and this time it said it was 11.30. Then, I went to my desk, I wanted to make sure I remembered all the details of the RCs to explain them to my boyfriend, who recently took an interest in lucid dreaming (after hearing me talking about it so much). All of a sudden, I noticed a shadow behind me, turned around and saw a male figure standing there. He wasn't talking or doing anything, his expression was blank, but even so, he had startled me and I shouted: "don't scare me like this! Out, now!" As soon as I turned around again, he disappeared.

Then, I thought I'd get out of the bedroom and explore the dream. Before doing so, I remembered my mantras and said them out loud: "all of my dreams are lucid" and "I remember all of my dreams". After this, I thought it'd be a good idea to try out one of the month tasks from this forum. I was trying my hardest to recall them, and for some reason I thought one of the basic tasks was to get a pen and throw it at a DC to see how they reacted. So, I got a pen from my desk, opened the door and found my grandma talking to me. I threw it at her and after it hit her, she watched it fall without giving a crap about it and then went on talking.

I went back into the room, afraid I would oversleep and be late for breakfast. I checked the time on my phone (as though the time was going to be accurate), and it said it was 8.39 am. Apparently, I still had ten minutes until the alarm went off. I woke up for real soon after this, checked the time: 8.41 am.

I found myself waking up in father room. I quickly notice my father had been watching tv. I ask him what's going on? He tells me he had to drive to several places. I found this unusual because normally he doesn't go anywhere at night. I then have an FA to where I found myself waking up in father room. I quickly glided to he vcr to see what time it is. It stated 4:77AM, I knew this was incorrect and became lucid. However my lucidity felt very thin and soon after resulted in to another FA. This time I am unaware of the previous events. I the went to the living room and quickly proceeded to open the garage door.

When I did, I saw several men being repelled back by a dark figure. Then it consume them and they became ashes. The garage began to transform itself in to a ancient tomb and at the far end I could see a creature with red eyes staring at me. That's when the tomb had dismantle and became once again a garage. Not long I began to see hundreds of huge insects roaming all over the garage. This allowed me to become lucid, I left the garage to soon find myself sprinting to the back door. But then had this strong sensation occurred about someone following me from behind.

Before I could open the back door, I had been attack and pin to the ground. I then had another FA and soon after woken up. Lucidity Time: 28 seconds.

I became lucid in this dream because there was an alien looking little feller sitting on the floor beside a human being (dream figure). That’s more than enough to make me lucid! He was really cute, about 18” tall, dark hair, and was half body, half head, and he was kind of roundish looking. I really wasn’t too sure what he was, but he definitely had my interest. I laid down on my side right beside him, and looked him right in the eyes. His eyes were huge, and looked like he was wearing dark sun glasses, but he wasn’t. There were no pupils, just large, darkish eyes. He looked at me momentarily, said nothing, and then continued on talking to the other guy beside him.

These two guys were practicing a movie script, and were critiquing each other on their performance. My dear wife was standing behind me watching with interest. I asked her to join in with these two guys, and contribute to the script, since my wife is such a great talker. Lots of people started to gather in the room, and they were socializing. Then somebody unexpectedly started to sing ‘Happy Birthday’!

I quickly jumped to my feet, and joined in singing. People were all around me, and I was thinking, “Whose birthday is it?” Well, most of the crowd said my wife’s name (my wife’s birthday was a couple of weeks ago), and a couple of people, off to the left, said my daughter’s name (in the song). My dear wife was smiling ear to ear! I’m not sure if my daughter was there or not, because there had to have been at least 15 dream figures in this kitchen size room, but surely she was.

After the song had finished, I went exploring to left to see who had sung my daughter’s name. Surely enough it was my two older sisters. I went to my oldest sister and gave her a hug, and told her I loved her. There was a 6 ½ foot tall ‘dream authority’ towering over my dear sister, looking real nasty at her. My sister was looking real nervous. I momentarily thought about given this guy a major butt kickin’, but I remembered my conviction for no violence while dreaming, especially while lucid, so instead I went to my other sister and hugged her too. I was upset about my older sister’s predicament, so I fell off the lucidity tight rope and woke up.

I think I'm with my sister and my godmother in a car.
They have probably dropped me in the square of my home town which looks a bit funny. It seems I've already been here in the dream, so I decide to go visit a friend of mine who leaves close by and who I haven't seen for a long time. I'm going up the stairs of the squares when, suddenly, I'm lucid! [I think it has to do with the fact that the real square doesn't have any stairs like those in the dream, probably some awareness I got there].
[Actually, it was some kind of weird lucidity, because I didn't realize I have to stabilize the dream, and also everything seemed like blurry. Is this semi-lucidity?] First thing that comes to my mind is one of my short-term goals: ask a DC if they know this is a dream and what do they think about it. I turn around to look down to the square and I see a guy with long blond hair. I start going down the stairs when he starts telling a story about some friends who came to the Canary Islands to work on a winery and had gotten fired. He is French and so where his friends. Someone else is in the square, and I think it is one of my closest friends.
Well, so I have my DC. I wait until the story is over to ask him my question. When I'm about to ask I'm already next to him and, before being able to ask, he grabs my neck with his arm and he shuts my mouth with his hand. He's not being aggressive, it seems he just doesn't want me to talk. And I have the feeling that he knows what I'm going to ask. I decide to wake up.
I wake up next to a girl (a friend of mine) and a guy who seems to be the friend I had seen in the square. [Yeap, a FA, and I lost lucidity]. I had fallen sleep. I tell the girl that I think I just saw a friend of her, because she had told me before the same story about the guys who came to work on a winery. She's writing on her DJ, in the last page, where there are some formulas she's crossing out.

Other fragments:
This night was a weird night as I went to bed really late after being on the computer and I was feeling kind of funny. However, I could recall 3 other fragments of dreams (one where I'm just looking for lucidity in some cardboards in the basement of my house; and 2 other sexual-oriented with my girlfriend and... let's say "more people", kind of weird xD). In any case, I prefer to just write the more important dream of the night

Strange Dream

I was at a place that was big as a parking lot waiting in a huge line so that my mom and i could get the laundry done. But i was unsure why we had to wait in the line. I saw a lady running and was told she was the one in charge of the laundromat. I ran to her wanting to ask her if there was a way we could get our laundry done without waiting in the line but she said no cause she didn't like my mom. I went inside anyways and saw policemen. One of them asked if he could put his towel in the washer. The lady said yes so he put it in.

I stood in the corner observing the place when suddenly music came into the scene and the place began to transform. There were colorful light, a huge circular opening in the middle and people starting to cheer now.When i saw all this happening i wanted to get in the action and tried to make a drum beat for the music. But it didn't sync with the loud music so i stopped. After that a boy pointed in my direction and i think i fell or the place changed.

Now I was in a stadium i think and people were competing in a game. My brother asked me if i could let him play now since i already played. I was fine with it but than.suddenly a cartoon character from the cartoon "Fanboy and Chumchum" came to me. He was huge and told me he was going to destroy me. But first he would give me a toy of him and his buddy.He gave them to me and told me to make the toys love eachother in a gay sexual way.

The cartoon.disappeared than a girl came up behind me and asked me what i was told. I said he was wanted me to make the dolls have gay sex with eachother than dropped the toys. The girl said "Ew, forget about the toys and lets go before he comes back!"We sensed him coming than started to run. We ran and jumped over a lab counter. I spilled the alcohol on the tooth picks though. I moved the toothpicks to the sink than kept running with the girl.

Suddenly a teacher saw us through the window and told us to stop. But we kept running. I could feel hard sand on my feet as i ran down the hill. The girl went the other way. I jumped a bit and could feel the gravity lighter. I was sort of falling and floating in a slanted way but i stoped when i saw lots of policemen. "Whats going on?"I aske the lady. I could hear sirens too. The girl came back to me and told me to hurry up. I said "Wait. Whats happening?" Than remembered the cartoon monster we were running from. "Ohhhh. Its cause of the invasion" i said. The girl said yeah. I looked into the distance than woke up.

Secret World

I was with two anime girls and their family. We went into a crowded store and one of them bought me juice.When we left we started walking. The scene began to change many times as we were walking by. I thought of them as fun, out-going,rich alien anime people. We laughed and talked for a bit until we arrived at their apartment.I looked outside and saw that it was nightime now.

The three of us had powers and our mission was to find a secret world where their brother was. We sneeked out the window and began to fly into the night sky. There was a glittering moon shining in the distance. We felt it was the secret world but than all of a sudden giant bug creatures with ropes appeared and started to fly toward us. We flew back but than i realized i was running from something thats not real.

I told the girls to fight them because were stronger than them. Than i made a rope appear and started attacking them with it. The girls began fighting back but one of them was in trouble. I threw the rope around her than pulled her back and flew foward. But than the place changed into a school area. I saw a boy and girl with green anime hair and got excited. The boy told me that my excitement was unnecessary because he would beat me in the next duel. I laughed than told him i wouldn't let that happen. I saw a person holding letters with people's names on it and was going to read the one that said my name but than a person snatched it and ran
ran.I went into a crowd but didn't know where to look for the person. Than suddenly a boy tapped me and showed me the letter opened that i was looking for. I said thanks in a confused way and saw his face get sort of mad. So i put on a happier face than woke up.

#400 - DILD - 8:33AM

I have a long dream that I am reading a handwritten story about surviving the zombie apocalypse on post-it notes and notebook paper. As I am reading I am in the story observing things as I find pieces of paper with the next segment of the story. I don't recall everything as a lot happened that didn't make much sense.

I have an FA and find my cousin Jared with guns and heavy artillery. He's prepping for an attack. Then he has a suction cup ball that he throws around.



The ball is spewing out some kind of water color and I think of the color run but it's all over my bedroom walls. I hope it will wash. The ball comes my way and paint gets in my mouth. I sit up and choke on it a bit then tell Jared about my dream.

*memory gap*

This maybe be a different new dream but I am in some Star Wars setting going down corridors and triggering switches. I have entered some robotic body like a mech suit or something similar. It's hard to recall all that happened but it all very video game like. during the next part I gradually become lucid without any real 'ah ha' moment. I am done with whatever I was doing and come to a new area. I see the crumbled body of Darth Vader in a corner. There seems to be some metallic connecting points in his torso and I decide that I should be able to embody him like I did with the robot. I set over him and sink in. I see the dark uniform cover my body and I stand up. I hear my Darth Vader breathing sound, "Ruuuuu. ppppprt. Ruuuuuuuu. ppppppprt." I feel dark and powerful and continue down a new set of corridors. I can' remember all that I did but activate switches, force jump over gaps, and use the force to move objects. I move swiftly through the obstacles with ease. I come the end of one section. There is a colorful panel on the floor. I decide it must the an elevator platform. I stand on it and it descends to darkness. I worry about the void here and focus on seeing the next section. After a moment I see that I am on a high catwalk with a yellow rail. I am facing the rail and decide to vault over it. I think about my method but for some reason force jumping over seems too hard. Instead I put my hands on the rail and launch a flip over the side. I worry about the visual of spinning destabilizing the dream and actually slow things down so its not too disorienting.

At the bottom and I land firmly and am facing a some sliding glass doors like at a grocery story. I use the force to open them and step out into a bright sunny day. The landscape is arid and desolate. The parking lot is cracked with weeds growing and there are no cars around. In the distance I see a vast dessert like on Tatooine. I feel lost here and unsure what to do next. I look around and see shopping carts strewn about. I use the force to throw them around. One cart lands at the feet of a dark skinned bald woman in light brown robes. Her eye narrow and she assumes a fighting stance. I realize I have started a fight with a Jedi and quickly send several shopping carts in her direction. She vanishes before my eyes just before the carts hit her. I wonder what new force power this. I am very intrigued. I wonder if she really vanished or if she was just invisible. I reach out and grab a shopping cart in each hand and begin spinning hoping to hit her if she gets near me. This destabilizes the dream and I wake up.

I quickly DEILD and visually reenter the dream. No SP or vibrations this time. I am not Darth Vader anymore but I am walking down a long gray Star Wars corridor. I pass a mirror and pause. Though I am mostly bald, I have white hair that looks a lot like Will Ferrel in Zoonlander without the part. Also, I am wearing something that looks a lot like Raiment of Arden-Sul from Shivering Isle expansion in Elder Scrolls: Oblivion. (I was playing last night)



I find the hair very distracting and I mostly want to see what I look like bald. I adjust myself so that my hair is cut of at the top of the mirror. Somehow I turn my head to the left with out changing my view. have hair on the side and back but the top is so bald. I decide I won't look too bad if I ever loose my hair in the future. Satisfied, I wonder what to do next. LSD! I finally remember my dream goal. I want to do some LSD and see what my best guess of the drug would be like in a dream. Unfortunately, this when my body decides to wake up for good.

I WBTB at 2:30AM and took 8MG Galantamine and 400MG DMAE. I kept the WBTB brief.

#399 - DILD - 5:18AM

I am what I think of as my my moms sister's house, Aunt Paula. I wake up and have to pee. I know I was trying to get lucid but I think I should take care of this. The bathroom has a strange looking toilet made of maroon colored plastic. When I open the lid something breaks and water spills all over the floor. My uncle comes in upset about the mess. He looks over the toilet and says something dismissive and leaves. I am in shock and recall this as a dream sign. I look left past the sink and see a white porcelain toilet has appeared. I become lucid at this, though I still feel the need to pee. I consider it but I now know that it's pointless and don't want to think what might happen if I try.

I walk back into the main room while I try to recall my goal. I say out loud, "I have a goal." I just can't remember. For some reason I think I wanted to summon some sort of evil magic. No that can't be right. I start to feel mild fear but I keep my emotions in check. However, it doesn't stop the evil from manifesting itself. I see movement around me. There behind red curtains. A child? The curtains part and I see a grotesquely rotted face of a demonic child. I hissed at me then into a wispy ghost and vanishes into vapor. Multiple copies of these demonic ghost children appear all around me but the moment I try to focus on them they turn to vapor and streak around. I keep my emotion level and don't allow this to turn into a nightmare. I'm actually happy this is happening. I haven't had much of a creep factor in a long time. The dream collapses here and I wake into SP.

I am on my right side and I feel really uncomfortable. My knees are touching in a way that hurts and I am really hot. I try to move but can't. I notice vibrations. I want to wake up so I open my eyes but I see the room too bright and ghostly figures. I wonder if I have even woke up. I consider holding my breath to wake up but I don't want to break the dream just yet. With great effort, I manage to roll over and remove some of the blanket. I feel better but I also notice the vibrations haven't stopped. I doubt that I have actually moved, but the effect was the same. I try opening my eyes again to see if I actually see the room. I can see the moonlight from the window and decide to try moving my hands. There is a ghostly image of me shaking my hands in front of my face. Again I doubt that I am even really seeing my room and as I watch my body releases and I am dumped out of bed. I go blind again and feel my way into the living room noticing what my hands and feet touch with great detail. I pause for a moment and try summoning a woman like in a recent LD, but it doesn't happen and I really don't want to go there anyway.

I am at the front door now still trying to see but all I get is random images like heavy hypnagogic imagery. I decide that I am trying too hard to see. I relax a bit and forget about the problem. I focus on feeling the detail of the front door as I try to see what I am touching. The images vanish to black, then suddenly, I see. I am looking out the glass storm-door into a version of my front yard. Excited, I quickly rush out. My vision becomes blurry as if I am underwater. I notice it is raining. My yard doesn't end at a street but seems to continue into a wooden area. The closer I get to the edge of the yard the more the dream area seems to stop there until there is a definite cut off into black void. I stop and turn back. There are some unfamiliar cars in the drive way under a carport. My house look unfamiliar. I fall to my hands and knees and feel the grass to stabilize. I try to feel the rain but there is very little sensation. I know I had a goal but I still can't remember. I shout very loud, "I HAVE A GOAL!" I can't think. All I recall is that same summoning-evil-thought. No. Not again. I let that go. After a moment I realize that I am trying too hard again. I relax my mind and body and decide to forget about my goal. I don't worry about losing lucidity here as I feel mentally solid and locked in. I get up and find a car in the spot I was crawling around. Some blue sedan. My vision is still odd as I feel for a door handle. I'm really not keen on going for a drive but if this is all I get I'll go for it. Just as I am about to open the door I see a tiny gray kitten come up to me. It has a tiny meow and sounds like it's in distress or really hungry. I pickup the kitten and say, "Oh poor little kitty. You're hungry aren't you?" I put it up to my chest and chin and give it a little hug. I decide it would be cool to get the cat to talk so I begin talking to it, asking it if it is hungry. It meows but I am persistent and tell it that I want to hear words. Finally, I hear a little girl voice say that it is very hungry. I need to get her inside and feed her.

Just inside the front door there is an open room with someone in a bed. The light is on and everything is very vivid. Curious I go in with the kitty in my arms. I say in a weak voice, "Who are you?' The figure stirs and seems to wake up. I see her face. She looks like an odd and young version of my dead grandmother (Nanny). I don't want to admit this because I am getting a very strange vibe from her. I recall that normally I am excited when she visits my dreams but something is different here. I say in a much stronger voice, "Who are you?"
She sits up now, "I am not whole."
I feel really uncomfortable now, "O... Ok."
She looks at me intently and asks expectantly, "Who do I look like?"
I tell her the answer she wants by saying my grandmothers full name.
The woman stands up and laughs, "Ha ha... yes!"
I say, "But, you are different." I don't like this woman and try to dismiss her, "Ok. Well, I am going now." I take kitty with me to the kitchen table and sit her down. I decide to treat her more like a human and let her eat here. The strange woman has followed me and sits down in a dining chair. I decide to pay her little attention and let her do whatever. I leave the kitten with her and walk into the kitchen where the cat food bin is. There is some instability here and decide I don't need to actually get the food. I blind summon a the food scoop and make a motion with my hand like I getting cat food. As I walk back to the table I have a small amount of cat food in the scoop. I pour it out on the table and kitty starts to eat ravenously. I notice she is having a hard time biting the hard food and I say something to the woman about this. When I look at her, her face has changed again. She still looks like a version of my grandmother but has become younger and very pretty. I being to have some arousal but think this is way too weird to have any sort of fun with her. I look back kitty and she quickly runs under the table as if she is now afraid. I comment about her strange behavior as I wake up.

Night of January 17, 2015. Saturday.

Dream #: 17,561-03. Reading time: 55 sec. Readability score: 55.



I am in a calm, relaxed mood in our present home on W Street, but I realize something eerily dynamic is in the area near where I am resting. I see a horseless rocking horse “rocking” on the ceiling (in the same manner as if it were on the floor but upside-down) a short distance from one side of the room. (I also get the vague and barely discernible impression of a robotic spider.) It continues to rock in one spot only for a short time.

I get a vague impression that I should be “terrified of this nightmare” and yet I am only puzzled and then very mildly amused at the idea and weird imagery.

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This short dream is seemingly a continuation of residual energies from “Rocking Horse Epilogue” on the 16th. (I am feeling more myself again on the 26th after my dehydration experience.) It may be a representation of mortality as dismantling a baby cot (or cradle) represented death before my sister died. In addition to having precognitive dreams of her condition, I dreamt that she and her husband were dismantling a baby cot even though they never had children of their own. (The upside-down horseless rocking horse also resembles part of an arched gateway, including a section that looks like a ladder; other associations with mortality and organic or spiritual change as well as inherent dream state autosymbolism.)

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Third dream

I don't recall how but i arrived at a train station where i was running from something. I bumped into a lady's son as i was running. I said sorry than as i continued to walk i came to a realization that this was a dream.

I began to call for Dawn and Eye than ended up in my house. As i kept calling for them i noticed really fast DCs jumping from one place to another. I went to my room after that. But when i got inside i decided to look out to the hallway. I called for Eye again and the really fast DC ran fast to my older brother's room. I felt a shock inside me and a heavy feeling when it passed by. It sort of freaked me out but i remained calm and went into my room and closed the door. Than i pushed the dresser nearby to the door so no one could get in.

I found my male blue parakeet flying slowly in the air and let him fall on my finger.Than I looked at a huge mirror that isn't in my WL room and wondered if this was really how i wanted the dream to end. I than looked to the door and thought about how its still possible for someone to get in.

After that someone started banging on the door telling me to open it. I didn't want to move the dresser but than the DC broke the door a bit and the dresser moved out of place. "Is that you Eye?" I asked. The DC responded with a yes. I went out the room and looked. The DC had Eye's personality but it didn't look like Eye.There was someone next to him too but it did not look like Dawn.
I did something else after that but i forgot what it was.

Lucy, you did it again! I got another DILD this morning! I was dreaming that I was driving this car...it was such a beautiful scenery. Then, I approach this very steep hill and I thought to myself, "There is no way possible I will live if I go down that hill...this has got o be a dream!" For a split second, I thought about me driving down that hill, but I thought, "What if you go down that hill and die?" Don't try that as a reality check! I did my levitation RC instead and levitated and then like magic, everything stopped and I was lucid. I felt the vibrations and just laid there waiting to pop out but I never did. I could see my room through my closed eyelids so I concentrated on my third eye and the vibes came back, but I just couldn't wiggle out...sigh. Oh well, keep them coming Lucy!

NOTE TO SELF: What I should have realized was that I was already 'out' and just changed the dream scene

I was following my brother then did a RC realized i was in a dream. So i went into a different room but got stuck in a restroom with no door then i tried to go down the toilet to go to a waterpark but failed. After that i had a false awakening but somehow i knew i was still in a dream, did a RC knowing it would fail. I don't remember what happened after that.