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Last night I've had a lucid dream!

The dream begins. I'm in void and an evil voice speaks to me. I don't know what it says, but it terrifies me. Struggling I manage to avoid to wake up, fighting against the rapid and intense vibrations I usually feel on my physical body when I enter a dream lucidly or when I'm being kicked out from it.
Then I understand: "I'm this voice". Fear stopped.
I was still nowhere, but this didn't terrify me. I believe I've reconciled myself with an ancient part of my brain, that part which generates primordial fears, such as the fear of getting out of known places (so also entering lucid dreams).

Then I decide to meet Tesla. He just flashed in front of my eyes to disappear immediatly. Then I was in a gloomy living room, with very few furnishment, only a baroque moquet. The room was sorrounded by a black space. I try to fly, but it seems so unnatural, I don't feel my body suspended, I still feel it in my bed, though it seems quite distant. I go to a glass door and on the other side I see a girl I once saw in the library of my department and she says me "The demonstration of the Zeros' Theorem is pretty useless, hypothesis immediatly imply thesis, it's easy to visualize". I agree blamefully with her.
I stay in the void for some other time, without surrendering to the fear which usually takes me ("Am I staying in the dream too much??") then, I don't remember how, I wake up.



The dream has been quite long and I've achieved good results. What I want to do next time (so this night!!) is to focus on stability and on completly abandon the feeling of my material body.

In this dream I was lying on my back at the front steps of an apartment, facing the bright blue sky, soaking up the hot sun, and just simply enjoying a beautiful summer day. Then I heard my daughter’s voice right beside me, “There are fluffy, whooping cranes flying above us!” I instantly became lucid upon hearing my daughters voice, and sure enough, a flock of whooping cranes were flying overhead. There was one in particular that was flying very low right above us. It was completely white, except for the ends of its wings, which were black. I looked at my dear daughter and said, “Let’s fly up to see them!” She cautiously replied, “Okay, but I can’t fly too high.” She stood on the edge of steps, watching me carefully over her shoulder, with her luminously beautiful and bright blue/green eyes. Her eyes almost seemed to be glowing! Before we launched, I told her I loved her, and she gave me a little smile. She seemed a little nervous about flying. We then flew up into the sky, and unfortunately my vision faded. The last thing I saw was my daughter flying right alongside me, 20 feet away. I immediately entered this wonderful experience into my dream journal.

Beginning I appeared to be walking with a small boy in the woods that seems to be cover in fog. The boy ask me to help him create his project. I ask him what does this project need to consist of? He says only the simple things. I began saying I guess the complex things sometimes ruin the main point. The kid then said duh, as the fog began to clear a path that show the both of us a classroom. I open the door while we continue to enter inside. I appear in my old 4th grade classroom. The lights were off and I notice that students would first need to get their IQ test papers before taking their assign seats.

I went to the stand to get my paper, the paper claimed my IQ to be 180. I scratch my head thinking this is quite overestimating me. The teacher said congrats, and that I was one of the few that had score well. I got back to my seat and began filling other questions. That's when I ask if I had to fill all of the questions? The teacher said I didn't have to, but to do as many as I would like. I decided not to take the test seriously and didn't put much effort to finish all of them. I notice some students wanting my help but didn't want to ask me. I toss my paper to the side of the desk so they could have a good range of where the answers were on my paper.

To help pass the time, I began to eat a sandwich with too much cheese, with a hot dog that has purple slime splatter all over it. Not long after the teacher ask me for my paper. I got up and realize the students must've move my paper when getting the answers. However before after I turn back around it was in my red folder again. I gave it to the teacher and continue to get back to my seat. However before I could everyone seem quiet as they heard two older students fight out in the hall way. Our teacher began to mimic their voice in a attempt to show us how non serious this situation is.

She then order us back to our seats and added that everyone screws up. But decided to point me out by saying I am a real screw up. I laugh and told her that you haven't change and that it was good to have teacher speak their mind openly. I notice the lights came on in the classroom. After a minute of being here, I started focusing and thinking back. Wasn't long after she said this will help us 8th grader pass, however I only was in this classroom for 4th grade. I realize the chances of this being a dream were high. I then thought in this dream I must've been hold back for many years. Felt great though.

That's when our teacher ask us to choose an element that suits us. She didn't give us many options. Only fire , body or mental. Few chose body, I suppose that represents fitness. Most of us chose mental. I also pick mental since being in a dream. Our teacher had one last question for us. I for some reason knew what she was going to ask and was ready to answer. The teacher knew I had the answer but told me, let the other students have a chance. It didn't take long, only two tries and they got it right. After the student said energy, I recklessly said yes to congratulate them. Then my teacher fist bump me and soon after I felt tired and woke up. Lucidity Time: 5 seconds

I was hanging out with Dreamer and one of her guy friends. They were sitting on the couch next to each other. Her friend was wearing this enormous hat - It looked like a smurf hat, except that it was bright blue. He started to talk about some hat game in minecraft where you could do something with hundreds of different hats.

This Asian lady and her daughter appeared. The daughter was trying very hard to be American but she was uncomfortable because she felt as though she didn't fit in and she didn't understand the culture. The mom was yelling at her, telling her that she had to be better and to try harder and that she needed to change who she was in order to fit in and become rich. The daughter seemed really upset about being yelled at like this. I started to argue with her mom and tell her that it wasn't fair for her to put that kind of pressure on her daughter and that she should want her daughter to be happy. She shouldn't need her daughter to fit into a mold of standard conformity at the expense of her enjoyment of life.

Dreamer's DC didn't like that I was telling her mom this stuff, she thought that it wasn't my place to say such things. I was quite upset.
Dreamer's reaction didn't make sense to me, I thought that she would have agreed with me if anything.

I realized I was dreaming at this point. So I walked outside, into the front yard, where I saw high a school kid riding around on a unicycle, but it had a steering wheel on it. I walked in front of him and got him to stop riding. I made him fly into the air and gently land on a soft, cushiony patch of grass on the other side of the street. I then jumped onto his unicycle and started to ride down the street with it. He chased after me and I let him catch up a little bit to mess with him, I was feeling a bit cruel I suppose. He kept getting really close to me but then he would get too tired from running and he would have to slow down. I kept cheering him on while telling him that this was great exercise for him. I'm so mean to DCs sometimes!

We got to the end of the street and there was a giant crater in the middle of the road, maybe 100 feet deep and 50 feet in diameter. There were dead bodies littered all across the bottom of it. I jumped off the unicycle and sort of shielded the high school kid from the bloody scene. I could faintly see a semi-invisible figure lurking in the shadows. It became visible temporarily as it climbed out of the crater. It was Cerberus.


I began charging up a bright pink laser from the palm of my hand and I patiently waited for the demon dog to attack. It appeared from out of the shadows once more and I unleashed the charged up laser right into the center of it's middle head, destroying it. The beast recoiled and fled. I Woke up.

I was dreaming...I was in Ocean but I didn't drown.So I walked under the sea and a black hole sucked me(lol).And I fell...and I taught the ground and I woke up.

Lying in bed, trying to fall asleep. Suddenly realize the TV is on in front of me. There is no TV in the bedroom, though. I easily roll off of the mat and stand up. The comforter comes with and tries to tangle me. I nose pinch and can breathe. I ignore the comforter and head for the door. I take my mouth guard out (it was bothering me!), hesitate a second before tossing it.

Phasing is just the thing to start this dream off right, I think, and start to phase through the door. Have some issues, and get kicked back. I push on the door until falls off of its hinges. I carry it over my head into the living room. I decide to smash the windows with it. I hurl it at the window, but it rebounds off of the screen and comes back to me. I try again. I decide to go outside and smash stuff up. I am unlocking the door when I wake up.

I am talking to a custodian in the bathroom. As I am washing my hands, I feel off. I remember that I am actually asleep and trying to LD. Having recently been plagued by lucid dreamlets, I very carefully nose pinch. Good to go. I ignore my hands being wet and head out into the main hall. There is a sliding closet door with light coming from behind it. I imagine that it goes outside and begin to phase through. My lower body passes through like a ghost (not normal) but my upper body becomes lodged somehow. I duck down to go through, and see a lane stretching into the distance, with fences on both sides (like something out of the Cider House Rules). I wake up. Think to DEILD but it is too late.

NON LUCID - SEMI-LUCID
*Me and other people were being chased by terrorist. My first thought was to fly away. Then I gained a littled awareness thinking this is a dream and I can fly.

I was sitting on the bleachers of an indoor volleyball court, watching an old girlfriend serve the ball over and over. I was trying to sit next to an asian guy, but not too close. I ended up sliding magically towards him and I would edge away over and over again. There was some awful woman that was thoroughly scolding her child for no good reason and I asked if I could talk with her outside. She followed me out of the room and I basically told her that she wasn't a very nice lady and that she didn't deserve to have children. Everybody in the room came out to watch this and she just stood there. It wasn't very nice of me but she was soooooooo mean.

I ran up two flights of stairs to get away from the scene. I noticed that I was in this enormous underground school. I became lucid when I realized that I was moving in slow motion and jumping maybe 10 feet in the air.

I took off flying when I got outside. I got high above the school and it looked like my old elementary school. I started to wake up. I woke up into another dream, but I was still fully lucid and aware that I was in a dream. It was almost like a dream intermission or commercial. I was a woman and I was talking to this guy. I told him something that made him really bored so that he would want me to go back to sleep so that I could go back into the dream from before.

Back at the elementary school again, I was flying high into the sky, into these dark clouds. I was doing crazy tricks like flips in the air and dives down to the ground. I let the lightning shock me several times just for fun by flying up into the dark clouds. I felt like I was showing off but I don't know who it was for, it was certainly fun though. I woke up into another dream, once again, but I was still fully lucid and aware that I was in a dream.

This time I was a guy in his 40's and I had woken up and I was cranky and I wanted to fall back asleep so that I could go back to the other dream. These intermission dreams were unusual because I felt like I had control if I wanted but they also seemed like they had a life of their own and I was watching them while fully knowing that they were just dreams. I would try to softly guide them back to the people falling asleep so that I could get back to the dream that I wanted to be in.

Back in the dream, I thought about what I wanted to do. I had the sudden realization that what I was seeing was entirely in my mind. I moved my hands across the front of my vision and the world vanished in the wake of my fingers, leaving behind a trail of blue ripples. I tried to erase the school with my hands and I almost succeeded in it before the image snapped back into place. I wanted to experiment more with this but I woke up into another dream.

I was in person with Dreamer and we were talking about her nana. I said something about her eating a lamb shank, which makes absolutely no sense, then the dream ended and I was back in the clouds, flying still.

I remembered the bonus task of the month and decided that I could find Santa's sleigh at the north pole pretty easily, so I flew at super speed until I was convinced that I was right above it. I dove down into the clouds and saw that there were stars below the clouds. I looked around me and there were stars in all directions, I was in outer space. I started flying at ridiculous speed but I felt like I wasn't moving anywhere because everything was so far away. I thought that maybe I could let myself fall backwards, down to earth. So I started to fall and I could feel myself accelerating, but I still felt as though I wasn't moving anywhere. I felt as though I was falling at the same speed as the entire universe, so there was no relativistic change in my position. I had the split second thought that maybe I was falling into a black hole and I noticed a twinge of discomfort. I decided to teleport away.

I ended up waking up just a little bit at this point and I could feel my body lying in bed. I reminded myself that my body was relaxed and that I didn't need to move and that the next dream would start soon.

The dream started in my room. I got out of bed and I could hear Free Fallin by Tom Petty playing in the background. I thought about moving through the wall to get outside, but decided to just use the front door. I floated up on the roof, looking for Santa's sleigh. I only found a little toy santa with a toy sleigh. I reached my index finger into his bag of gifts and found a tiny present. I opened it up and there were two miniature plastic cherries inside. I was QUITE unsatisfied. I saw another toy santa and looked in his bag as well, there was a present with a styrofoam cube inside of it. I started to wake up again. DEILD'd again

I started back in the same place. I looked over at another roof and saw a bright, golden, shining light and tons of giant presents that were wrapped in various brilliant colors. I knew that santa would be there and so I floated on over and sure enough, he was. His sleigh was there as well and he was having a conversation with a reindeer. I looked inside his bag of gifts and found a single present inside. I quickly tore off the wrapping paper and opened it up. There was a neon green tie inside.


I was so disappointed. I don't mean to be ungrateful santa, but, what a shitty gift! I decided to open another present and I found an even longer version of the same tie that was probably at least 10 feet long. I opened another present and found a blue silk shirt inside. I really don't like clothes as gifts. I opened another present and it had ribbons inside, for putting on top of more presents. Determined to find a good gift, I opened one last present and there was another box inside of it. I opened that box and there were a bunch of ribbons in that box. Damnit. Santa was clearly fucking with me. I had looked at him with a Stare of Death but then I woke up before I could give him a piece of my mind.

After WBTB, I relaxed in bed, made my affirmation about multiple wake-ups and immediate "phase" cycles, did a trial cycle and tried to sleep. I had a hard time though and over an hour passed with me awake...
At some time I feel myself in bed and imagine that I am flying - and I get a quite interesting sensation - like a half dream (I feel the bed but also some of the flight ) and I am not keeping my height also... In bed again and remember that before this a was in a different dream (that I failed to remember upon awakening). So, immediately I try to roll and I notice a strange sensation on my face. So I stick with it, move my face up and down and it's moving free! Starting from that I move my whole body and I am standing up without sight! I try to see a forest arround me without success...
I touch my hands and feet to stabilize when suddenly, I see the flour - I am in a room. I see arround and I am quite short - the chairs are higher than me... I imagine myself getting taller and here I go....But immediately I am in bed. I try again the "phase" ...nothing. Most likely, end of REM.
Short lucid but I enjoyed the experience!

#392 - WILD - 3:44AM

Almost an hour WBTB with some meditation and the usual Galantamine dose.

I focus on body awareness and quickly enter into a very long transition in vibrations and SP. I use every trick I can think of to get the dream going but it's being very stubborn. I forget most of the sensations, but it was all very typical for me and only mildly interesting. Eventually, I find myself floating listlessly above the foot of the bed. I look up and see the floor. I am upside down so I reach for the floor landing on all fours. I crawl out of the bedroom into the living room, heading for the front door. I feel very weak and gravity is extra heavy. The dream is very unstable and non-vivid but it's all I've got right now. I continue to crawl, making very little progress. I know I need to stand, but the thought of it seems impossible. I tell myself, "Don't be a pussy." as I use all my will to stand up.

As I stagger to the front door I see a line of dead bolts spin to the unlocked position. I was grateful for this, because the thought of manually unlocking all them seems like an impossible task at the moment. I feel hopeful as I reach outside but the dream is still really unstable. I float to the grass in the yard and feel with my hands as I revert back to crawling. I note the texture and feel as my legs drag across long blades. I recall Jenkees' dare to have theatrical music and try to conjure up something. The Indiana Jones Theme song begins to play in my ears. This is all wrong for the moment so I shake the sound out my mind. At this point the dream decides to crash.

I wake up feeling mentally exhausted and decide to hope for DILD later. I mantra "Remember mindfulness" as I fall back to sleep.

#393 - DILD - 4:07AM

Originally Posted by From Ringworld, by Larry Niven.

"I have a variable-sword," said Speaker-to-Animals. "I urge calm." The kzin stood against a curved wall. In one clawed fist he held something like an oversized jump rope handle. Ten feet from the handle, held expertly at the level of the kzin's eyes, was a small, glowing red ball. The wire which joined ball to handle was too thin to be visible, but Louis didn't doubt it was there. Protected and made rigid by a Slaver stasis field, the wire would cut through most materials including the back of Louis's crash couch.

I am at an old slave house back in the 1800's. The door is boarded up but I manage to breakthrough. I feel compassion and want to free them all. I load everyone up into covered wagon and try to think of a way to get them to the underground railroad.

I have a mini wake-up but fall right back to sleep. I am now in a mixture of my basement and the old dirt floor garage from a house I lived in as a child. I am mindlessly digging up the dirt floor wanting to make a tunnel. As I do this I recall the previous dream. I notice how odd it is that the dirt just vanishes as I dig. It's very minecraft-life. After a moment I pause and stare out a window in a door. Something feels off. I remember to be mindful and quickly recognize this as a dream.

I step outside now unconcerned with digging. I quickly recall one of my goals. I want to revisit the lightsaber play from a non-lucid dream that I had last week while taking another stab at the theatrical music. Recalling the visuals, I blind summon a red lightsaber and give it a few spins. It looks good at first but the light quickly fades out as I walk around the house. I come around the side and see a very strange and distorted version of my Dodge with all sorts of attachments jutting out from the sides.

I look at my lightsaber, but it only look like a laser pointer as I stare at a red dot on the driveway. I decide this is ok because it is now a variable-sword like the one in Ringworld. I flick my wrist and make a cut at one of the chrome appendages on the car. I see it slice a very thin line but it doesn't fall off. I go ahead and give a tap making the thing drop away. I make another slash at the side-view mirror with the same effect. Ok that's kind of cool. Now I need my music. I try to summon something, but all I get is random humming in my head that sounds pretty weak and ridiculous. I let it go for now and wonder around with my sword.

To my left, I see smoke from a something like a brush pile, and to my right, I see a tree covered with Christmas lights. I am torn between the two; looking back-and-forth. This seems to do something strange with my eyes causing my eyelids to flit open, waking me up.

This is my 2nd attempt to heal my son’s plantar wart using lucid dreaming. The 1st attempt is recorded in my dream journals under ‘Part 1’ (Dec 13, 2014). Apparently it’s possible to heal using lucid dreaming, so I’m giving it a try. I feel this attempt worked out much better than my first, but still needs some work, no doubt, so I’ll try again soon.

After my 1st attempt I realized I needed to rehearse this with my son prior to attempting this again, because it was a little more involved than what I thought it would be. My son willingly went through a couple of rehearsals, so that my mind would be ready for the 2nd attempt. I have to admit, it came across as being a bit odd when we were doing these rehearsals, especially since my son is not a lucid dreamer. However, he happily accepted, because he’s been dealing with this large wart on his left heel for three years now, and no medical remedy has worked. Next step is a minor operation, which we’re trying to avoid. Here’s what happened in the lucid dream:

I woke up around 7:30 Am for a second WBTB. At 8:00 Am I quickly fell back to sleep, ready to do some more lucid dreaming. Little did I know I was about to be involved in an exciting false awakening! Next thing I knew I was being awakened by some good old rock music. I sat up in bed and realized I was wearing my Sony Walkman Headphones and listening to an old cassette tape. I couldn’t figure out how that happened, because I haven’t used my Walkman in 10 years or so, and I certainly didn’t go to sleep with it on. I looked over and saw my son standing at my bedroom door. I got up and walked over to him, and asked what time it was? He said he didn’t know, so I reached into my pocket and pulled out my iPhone, and it strangely said 1:00 Pm. How could I sleep for 5 hours and not remember a single dream. I was also a bit disappointed that I didn’t have an LD.

I went to ‘crash out’ in my bed, and sleep some more, because I was still really tired. Strangely my bed was covered in my daughter’s possessions. I carefully lifted them off my bed and placed them down, but more of her stuff kept appearing on my bed. I repeated and repeated, but more her belongings kept on appearing on my bed. Finally I got frustrated and started to sweep them off my bed using my forearm, but they still kept appearing! Finally, I figured it out! I’m having a false awakening! I'm lucid! How could my daughter’s possessions keep appearing on my bed, after all, she’s in Heaven. I then remembered my plan to heal my son’s plantar wart.

By this point my son had left the room, so I quickly called him back. He instantly returned, and then he laid down on the floor with his left foot raised. I then called my daughter to come and hold his leg up, so as to free both my hands. My daughter walked into the bedroom and held his foot slightly off the floor. This was all going as rehearsed and planned. I kneeled down and removed his left sock, and I could see the plantar wart right there on his heel. Next, I sat down on the floor in front of his foot, and said, “Through love and consciousness we heal the wart on your foot!” I had both of my palms pointing at the wart. Nothing happened, no light, no nothing. I then remembered the Kami Hami Ha I did in one lucid dream, so I took this approach, and cupped my hands together as if I was holding an imaginary volleyball. I focussed and concentrated on creating a healing light. A warm, white, fuzzy, light ball, with hues of yellow, appeared in my cupped hands. I then focused this light ball into two beams of light projecting from the palms of my hands, at my son’s plantar wart. This was working! I was really excited! Then my vision went dark, I couldn’t see anything! Darn, I’m losing lucidity!

I stayed perfectly still and asked my daughter if she was still there. She replied, “Yes dad, I’m still here.” I replied, “I love you! Please help me out, I can’t see anything.” I could feel my legs, arms, and shoulders being pulled all at the same time. At this point I had no idea what was going on. My vision slowly came back, and I was surprised to see that several kids, including my son and daughter, were spinning me in a circle, as I sat on the floor. I couldn’t believe it. They were spinning me, like lucid dreamers do, when trying to improve clarity. This was very cool.

We reassumed positions, and I recreated the light ball in my cupped hands, and again focussed the beams of light back on the plantar wart. At this point there were several dream figures standing around watching. One of the younger kids then jumped over my right arm and sat down on my left thigh, with both my arms reaching around him, as I was projecting the light. I guess he wanted a front row seat? I was waiting for my son’s heel to start glowing before I stopped, but then I unexpectedly woke up. It was 9:00 Am (WBTB was at 8 Am). This was one cool lucid dream! I went and got my son a Timmy’s hot chocolate, woke him up, and told him about the LD I just had. I said next time, we’ll have your heel glowing and that should do it! He enjoyed his Timmy’s hot chocolate and my enthusiasm to help out with his plantar wart in this unconventional way. Strangely enough, his wart did look a little bit better today!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #261: Have a Badass Day

I’m standing in a store that looks like a cross between a barber shop and a clothing store. There’s a mirror on every wall and as I catch sight of my own reflection, I see that Dreamer is standing just behind me and to the right. She acknowledges me with a casual nod, like it’s totally normal that we’re both here.

Dreamer goes back to shopping and as I think about how she might have gotten here, I realize thatthis has to be a dream.

“[Dreamer], I’m having a lucid dream!” I say.

She gives me a skeptical look and says something like, “Right now? You’re sure?” Dreamer looks about ten years older than in waking life, and I notice that her hair is short, very light blonde but shot through with streaks of purple.

At first I think about working to convince her, but decide that no, once things get rolling, she’ll believe it too. I grab her hand and we run toward the store’s exit. There’s no door, just an open air exit that leads out to a street made of interlocking stones.

There’s a high stone wall ahead, and we have to turn left to make it around. There’s a shaft of yellow sunlight covering the road where we need to go, and for a moment I wonder whether it’ll block us. As I think this it shimmers like a glass barrier. We have some quick discussion about this as we approach it, and I say something about this “will be easy to phase through.” There’s a moment of pressure as we cross this threshold and then we’ve phased through.

We emerge on a dusty street that has a Mad Max vibe to it, like we’re in a post-apocalyptic desert. It looks a bit like something out of screenshots I’ve seen from Rage.



There’s an enclosed tunnel of metal and glass that stretches across the dusty road, and I become curious what’s inside. Still gripping Dreamer’s hand, I try to fly up there. There’s a little sticking point, though, and as I narrate my intent, for some reason I get the urge to sing. I start belting out whatever comes to mind, and an electric guitar immediately starts playing along in the background. (Yes, these are the actual lyrics... I "performed" them into my phone upon waking. )

I want you to know that I’m happy to be here,
Let’s fly up in the sky,
And have a badass day!

I really belt out the last part. I try to keep going, but I’m too busy laughing about the very silly lyrics that I’ve already sung. We manage to fly up just a bit above the tunnel, and as I’m trying to get a view of the rest of the town, the dream ends.

I have yet to figure out my true dream signs so I have been randomly doing my RCs throughout waking life. I look at my hands, ask if I'm dreaming and try to read a clock. So when I found myself in a high-class RV of sorts with two characters from a show Ive been Netflixing called Californication, Hank and Karen, I decided to do a reality check by looking at my hands. I remember thinking there is no way this is a dream but just for shits n giggles, Ill do it anyways. Sure enough, my hands which looked normal started to shake like an overloaded washing machine and I suddenly realized: Wow, I'm dreaming.

The dream started to crumble but I remembered my training; to focus on one object until it stabilizes but not focus too long on said object. So I noticed this very nice kitchen wall which was made of naturally finished teak that had fish aquariums and lcd screens built in. I made the wall itself my central focus for about 4 seconds and the dream stabilized. I then was so excited...I almost felt drunk of sorts. So then, Hank took me on this adventure as my dream guide. I randomly had my way with these willing women I don't know, maybe they were tv characters but I can't quite remember. I was then walking through a hallway when i decided to see if I could use telekenisis and it worked as I tossed a blanket back onto the bed and launched a couch cushion clear across the room. I also called out for an ex girlfriend just to see if I had the ability and wow...it worked! I talked to her a bit just like we are friends today and I remember feeling comforted knowing I could summon something or someone if my dream went awry.

So I was sitting with Hank and Karen when a house keeper/babysitter walked in. I asked her "What do you represent?" she looked at me funny and was like, "Uhh, I don't know what you mean." I told her "Well you are a dream character so what do you represent?" and she says something like "inner inadequacies i guess, I don't know?" I shook my head in agreement and said okay as Hank also kind of understood what she meant. I will have to look further into that!

So anyways the dreams last scene was me again doin the deed with one of my ex's best friends which was completely subconsciously summoned. I noticed outside while being somewhat pre occupied with her that we were floating in the RV about 200 feet above a sunny day Los Angeles and I believe that was what made the dream finally dissolve as I awoke in my bed with a big stupid grin on my face.

Obviously this was a very exciting experience and with only my second experience being lucid I am glad I was able to use what I learned to stabilize this dream and do what I pleased. I'd say this lucid was at least 5 times move vivid than my first.

Wow...back on board!

I'm trying to fall asleep when a cat jumped on me and started to walk on me. Oh, boy. Here we go. It goes under my covers. It's a yellow cat. Aw, how cute! It bit my hand. I start yelling at it repeatedly, "What do you want!" After a minute it started to eat my head. Fine, eat my head! What do I care! I finally realized yelling at it wouldn't work and I had to calm down and show love and compassion for it. After I did that, it disappeared, and then of all things, wait for it, a SMART PHONE appeared in my hands. I've never dreamed of a phone in any way, ever. On it is a text message from the cat. It says "A drink". Stupid cat! Some sort of game then shows up. I'm still trying to figure out what's going on. The game makes a sound like I died. Then, finally, the screen for texting came up. It wanted me to text to a fictional woman named Sally Razen. I have zero texting skill whatsoever. After a couple of seconds of figuring out what to do, I woke up.

Night creatures

*A nightmare in dark, overnight scenery. I recall that it's not the first nightmare placed there. I become lucid near the end.*

I am walking on foot in the pine forest at night. I was afraid of being surrounded by paranormal. I could sense the presence of something unspeakably evil. I thought I saw something behind the trees, but it was some kind of shrine made of white marble. I sensed something behind me, so I tried to run away. I found myself in the churchyard, but everything except cemetery was closed. I ran through the graveyard, on the road avoiding dead ends, and somehow entering the church. I walked upstairs, and saw someone praying to the elder werewolf god. I was surrounded by possessed dogs. I thought to myself Godmode! I grabbed two of them and threw them away. I grabbed the other two, but they bitten me really hard. I could feel the pain, but I wasn't even hurt. Eventually I threw them away, and woke up having enough of it.

Stopping the thieves

I was in a big seaside city with my classmates. We saw someone breaking into the jeweler's shop. We entered the car. I was the driver, and we drove through the wall, stopping them, but destroying the building. Police came quickly, they were mad at us for all the destruction, but since we helped them, they didn't punished us. We were invited to a party made by the jeweler, but I said I have to go, I have something to do. While going away, I heard my classmates saying Something about that one... I didn't wanted to hear it, and entered another shop. After a while went out, and met someone from school. We went on the
shore, and talked about our lives.

Dying for love

It was in post apocalyptic world. Germans won the World War Two, by using nuclear weaponry. It happened during the evening and night. I was trying to save a girl attempting to suicide, I felt that I love her. She wanted to enter the hazardous environment, where one of nuclear rockets striked. I persuaded her to stop. She wanted to jump onto the train, but I stopped her in the last moment. Then she accused me of stalking her. I entered the truck, trying to escape from a group of german officers. They shot me in the heart. I died in that cold, dark foggy night.

Fallout

The cold war ended with nuclear war. Humanity lived in the cavernous bunkers made by germans during the world war. Everyone was scavenging for food and other resources. One of my friends told me to go for resources into the western chamber 1/a. I told my group to look elsewhere, and I'll go there alone. I entered it, but suddenly the automatic doors closed, and toxic gas was going out of a pipe. I tried to open the doors, only finding another set of doors behind them. I finally got to the last one, but they were too hard to open. Then a dog put his paw through the door, stopping them from closing, and saving me. I came back to my group, with a new friend.