lucid

There was a guy having an argument with a group of people. He then became irritated and open the garage door while holding a folded up chair, telling everyone to enter in it. None of them but myself decided to follow of him inside. He then threw the folded up chair on to one of the blue walls. Then sat arrogantly on one of the blue chairs. I told him you must really want to get back at those guys. He made a smirk while nodding his head to confirm what I had said. I decided to step out of the garage for a minute. I went in the kitchen to randomly check on the refrigerator and notice a girl in a pink hoodie. I didn't know the person but didn't really care for why they were here.


I then was curious about what the guy in the garage was planning to do after I left. I then thought it was a good idea to return there. I open the door and I could see him saying something to me but I could not hear it. Soon after that I was in third person point of view. One woman in a green sweater and one guy in a white sweater began chasing him all around the garage. I attempted to chase him to, but got distracted when I notice the dream environment changing from a garage to a work office building with many computers. This made me become lucid.

The guy everyone was pursuing in the office suddenly vanish. I then observed the office and notice a few others working. I then walk over to one of the counters, but that's when things in the dream started breaking down and getting blurry. I started hearing my mother voice and my eyes began to open to only be in another false awakening. I however felt tired and close my eyes again to be back in the same work office environment as before. This help me get lucid again to where I now notice the guy in the white sweater was at the counter speaking to an employee.

That's when the dram started falling apart again and I heard my mother voice again. I was started to struggle to stay grounded in the dream in till I realize my tongue was outside my mouth. I got up and believe I was awake but I was still in a false awakening. Lucidity Time: 1 minute

A Messenger gave me a written message in an OBE, but I waited too long to read it, and then I woke up! Darn! Here’s what happened:

I was lying in bed, consciously awake, but my body was asleep. To do this you have to lie perfectly still, and wait for your limbs to go tingly, and eventually lose their feeling. After a while your hearing will also stop, and you’ll know you’re in the ‘twilight zone’. The trick is to stay like that for a long time without moving. I find my body gets sore after about an hour or so, and I have to change positions. You’ll find yourself entering and exiting dreams and LD’s during this state. Then, without any reason whatsoever, ‘the vibrations’ will start, or your body will feel like it’s lightly floating in bed. When you feel this happening, you can do an OBE, which is what I did! I jumped out of my body and landed on my feet beside my bed. You have to think in your mind that you’re doing this maneuver (as it happens), and be absolutely certain with your intent. I felt a lot of resistance as I walked away from my body. Once I opened the door, and walked out of guestroom, I was free! BTW my house was the same in the OBE as in waking. Very close anyway.

I was sleeping in the guestroom, and my first instinct was to go my bedroom, and see my wife. I wanted to see if I could interact with her in some way or another, but before I got to the door, a family picture floated off the wall and blocked me. Okay, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea to go and experiment with my wife! I said to the picture, “I understand,” and I headed down the stairs into the foyer area. By the time I got to the bottom of the stairs, the clarity was better than the real world, I mean it was perfect in every way! There were no lights on, but everything was somehow lit up.

Next, I walked into the living room, and looked out the bay window. It was nighttime. To my surprise, there was a balding man, with frizzy, long gray hair, and a matching beard. He was pushing an old fashion bike with a basket on the front, approaching from the right, and heading toward the steps. There was something in the basket, but I couldn’t make it out. I thought he was delivering flyers or something. He was carefully looking into the bay window as he walked by, and then he saw me and stopped. It was like he was looking for me. I waved at him, and said “Hi!” He approached the bay window, and then all the glass panes disappeared. The bike was alongside him, and he rested his left elbow on the window frame. I went to him and kneeled down to be close so we could talk. He reached into his bike basket and pulled out a couple of rolled up towels, with a traditional Norwegian pattern, and a note wrapped around them. There was a bowtie holding it all together. I asked him to come inside for a glass of milk. He immediately said, “Aren’t you going to read it?” I thought I’ll go inside and read it, but first I’ll go outside and then bring him into my house. When I entered the foyer, both front doors were wide open, and there was a strong wind blowing into the house carrying leaves and insects. I didn’t care, it was just so amazing (hard to describe) to feel the wind, leaves, and insects hitting my body. Also, I only have one front door in the physical world, but for some strange reason there were two here. All the houses across the street looked the same.

While standing on the front steps, I looked to the right for the messenger man, but he was gone. There was a medium sized black bear in my front yard. The rolled up towels and message were still in my hand. Black bears are often in my nightmares, and I wanted to face my fear, so I called the bear over. He came running right up to me, and I gave him a huge hug. I felt the OBE fading, so I figured I better read this message quickly. I laid the gift on the steps, removed the bowtie, and then unrolled the package. The wind blew one of the towels over the bear’s face! The bear started to jump around steps in an effort to get the towel off his face. He kept bumping into me making it difficult to read the message. I looked at the bear, tore the towel off his face, and said, “Why don’t you chase a beehive down the road or something?” The bear put his head down and walked away. My dog suddenly appeared on my lap, and started to bark at the bear, causing the bear looked back momentarily. A black cat (my dream sign) also appeared beside me. When the bear somberly walked a few steps away, he turned into the old, gray haired man, the messenger! I figured crap, I just shewed away the messenger man (he was the bear)! He went a couple of more steps and then disappeared into a bright white light. The bright light quickly faded to sparkles, and then it was gone. I looked down at the steps to frantically try and read the message, but everything fading fast, and I woke up. My heart was pounding, and I was breathing heavy.

If you get a message in an LD or OBE, read it immediately!!! Don’t wait!!!

I was in a open field with someone planting bushes into the place. But someone came and attacked us, trying to stop us from planting bushes. I than appeared on my bed and suddenly heard and felt this weird shaking sound. I thought it was a earthquake but still stayed in bed. After it happened again though I got a feeling that the house would turn over or something like that. I finally got up and left the room to see people around. I looked in the bathroom and it was different. Smaller but a sparkling clean and the curtains were blue and white.

As I was walking to the living room I saw a couple of guys talking about something. I than went back to my room. But before I could enter I saw my cousin talking to another person in what was supposed to be the big closet. She said hi to me and was talking to the person about how she wanted to go to Broadway so she could skip and dance. I tried to go back to sleep but than I heard something come in through the window. I looked closely into the air and saw a black glowing feather falling down. It slowly started changing colors as it glowed. Than a pigeon appeared and started saying coco a lot.

I was confused at how a pigeon was saying coco like coco from yes precure 5 but than realized it was a dream.I let the bird fly onto my arm and asked it what it wanted and and who it was. It said it was sort of someone I knew than changed into a small yellow parakeet. I walked to my living room that was now normal,put it on the table and asked what it wanted again. It said Dawn than stopped.

I wanted to see if my singing would calm the bird down a bit so I started singing anything that came to mind. As I was singing though a boy came into my view and he was smiling at me as he looked through the opening of the kitchen that let's you view the living room. I saw as I was singing that the parakeet was now scratching herself like crazy and almost looked as if it was having a seizure. I than tried to shield it from the boy looking at us then just decided to carry it in my hand.

Even though I kept trying to sing a heart whelming song the bird just kept moving around like crazy. I felt sort of bad then looked at the television to see a view of a place filled with buildings but from a high up place. Obviously my singing wasn't helping so I stopped and just as I did I woke up.

Dream 2
I think I was trying to escape a place but ended up flying out and crashing into the water. Someone helped me out but I don't recall what happened next.

I guess that dry spell is broken...

I was watching the final episode of Legend of Korra. In it, Aang appears as an old man and everyone asks how this is possible. He says that he faked his own death so that the world could actually have two avatars. (Um... okay, I don't think that it works like that, but it's a dream.) Also, elderly Aang looks just like the way he did as a child save for he has a long beard and bags under his eyes.

He used this energybending move that caused all of these blue orbs to fly everywhere. It had something to do with focus. He would then select one orb that was the move that he wanted to do. He tries to teach the move to Korra, but she doesn't understand it and gets frustrated. (Of course.)

He then decides that he wants to try it on me. The dream shifts to my garage and Aang is a real person now, only he's a kid now and he has hair like in season three. There is a mirror in the garage and I look into it to see what I look like. For some reason my hair is black has all of these dark brown highlights that look like stripes.

Aang wants to try to use energy-bending on me to make me better able to lucid dream. He asks that I cast a magical field to filter off any negative side effects. I hold up my hand and concentrate on creating a feild and nothing happens, but he seems to think its there. Aang then creates dozens of orbs around the room and begins connecting them. He then fires a bluish white ray at me from his hands that causes me to wake up.


I was walking around my subdivision by the lake when I nose pinched and realized I was dreaming. There was some sort of presence that felt very scary or dark in this location so I decided to fly far away. I put my hands down and turned on my flying jets, and focused on a cloud up above. The sky was a rainbow of strange colors going from crimson red to orange to a yucky shade of yellow, with bluish-gray clouds.

As I got closer, I noticed that the cloud didn't look very cloudy. It looked solid. I slowed down and ran my hand along it. It was solid ice; a solid ice cloud! I then noticed what looked like a tunnel into the cloud. I flew into it and eventually met a high-tech looking steel door. I heard a voice on the other end and someone let me in.

...

I was with Marcus, inside his ice cloud base. He explained to me that the base was actually a secret ship and coolant was pumped to the exterior so that the ship would be covered with ice and condensation to disguise it as a cloud. (That's actually a really good idea, assuming you have enough power to keep the ship aloft with all the extra weight.) He was fighting this alien race called the Fraxnor.

Just then an alarm sounded. A fraxnor was in the base. I saw him out of the corner of my eye and started chasing him. There was a plot in play here that this ship/base was very secret and we didn't want anyone fraxnor who found it to get out alive. I started chasing him, he was about seven feet tall, walking on long triple-jointed legs and huge feet. He had two sets of arms, four eyes, and a small ball-gut style body, and he was the yuckiest shade of puke-brown with wrinkly alien skin. And he could run.

He got to his ship, in the hangar. I jumped into a fighter spacecraft and Marcus followed me. We fired on the guy again and again, but his ship was just a hair faster than us and was getting away. A health bar showed up and it would take one more hit to kill this guy.

Then I looked below us. There was a huge war going on, and the original terrain of my subdivision and town had been replaced with a barren planet of craggy rock formations. The yucky yellow sky remained though. There were four or five space warships and hundreds of fighters on each side. Basically a full-on star-wars style battle. But our mission was to get the one who got away.

"We'll never catch him now."

My lucidity refreshed.

"Not like this, we won't!"

I pulled what I assumed was the eject lever and shot out of the space fighter. I broke away from the ejector seat's restraints with brute strength. I looked down at the escaping fighter. Flying jets on, and I shot after him.

This guy was fast, and I really had to gun it to catch him. I've never flown this fast while flying before, and my booster flame sounded less like a flamethrower and more like the whine of a turbojet. I came down into the canyon, on top of the fraxnor's fighter. He looked up out of the canopy at me and opened his mouth. I could assume he was screaming, though I couldn't hear squat.

The dream got blurry at this point, but I think I wrecked his ship. When it crashed, he tried to get out, but I punched him in the face.

Spoiler for violence and bad things in a school:

I was in what felt like my own high school, but it had three floors rather than two. The first thing I recall is all of these people fighting with knives and guns.

I then recall coming across this infirmary area. All of these people are in hospital beds and they all have these really weird and gross ailments. On one cot this really fat guy keeps giving birth to these tiny babies. There are two or three dozen of them laid out on a towel next to him. In another cot this lady has a basketball-sized pimple on her forehead with blood vessels, it almost seemed to pulse. There are some nurses clustered around trying to treat it.

I go downstairs to the first floor and see that there is a school dance going on. The dance was a blue and white theme and there were blue and white balloons everywhere. My parents were there and they wanted me to find a girl and dance with her, but I told them that I would rather just get the heck out of this school.

I then looked around at the dancing crowd. All of the boys were wearing white sparkly speedos and all of the girls had what were basically blue sparkly bikinis. (So don't ask me how this made it past the school dress code, but we already have guns and knives in the school so I guess this goes too.) My parents showed me that they had one of the sparkly speedos for me and told me that if I wanted to dance, I still could.

I was trying to get out of the school by leaving on a school bus. I was talking to this guy who was on the seat behind me. Then somebody fired a tracer round in an attempt to take down a surveillance drone and it grazed the guy in the back of the head. He fell down, but he was probably just shocked, he couldn't have been dead, he wasn't actually hit. I then saw the sniper shooting from the second floor were the window of the school had been broken out. I saw a platoon of tanks rolling up to the school. The whole school was a war zone. There was some explanation to this, that the school had changed its curriculum or something.

1. I'm walking down my street and it seems like its about mid-day. The sky is covered in overcast clouds that look like normal clouds and the sun isn't shining through them. I like the shade, so I like overcast too. I look down the street all the way to where my friend Dylan's house is at, and I suddenly see my friend Patrick getting thrown out of Dylan's house by his older brother Jordan. Suddenly, I become Lucid. I realize my abilities so I sprint down to Dylan's house. I ran so fast, faster than I've ran inside of a dream in a long time. It really felt like I was going as fast as the Flash.
Once I got to Dylan's house, Dylan was already outside. I asked him what was going on. He told me something like, "Pat got caught smoking a doobie and he wasn't supposed to go outside because Jordan didn't want anyone outside." I said alright and turned around and decided to explore, but that wasn't going to happen anytime soon because I suddenly got the idea of having sex with a hot babe. I walked a few houses down from Dylan's and ran through the front door of a random one story house. This house had light blue bricks and looked pretty fancy.
Once I got inside I ran straight to the back of the house. Already waiting for me was a stunning, sexy blonde in nothing but a pink bikini. "Are you ready to celebrate?" she said followed by a giggle. "Babe, without a doubt" I told her. I ripped off her bikini and enjoyed myself. I kissed her all over and then I put it in. Her body was amazing. She had a tan body and she was pretty fit for a girl. There was one area that I improved with this LD, and that was focusing on the dream and staying in as long as I stayed focused, and it worked. All throughout this dream I would stay aware and focused on what I was doing, and I gave all my attention to the dream. Until my mind started wandering, this worked to keep me in the dream as long as I wanted.
As I continued having sex with the hot blonde, I suddenly heard someone walk through the front door of the house. I stopped and listened and it sounded like someone had just gotten back from the grocery store. Something told me that it was my dad who was now in the house, and even though I was Lucid I didn't want to see him because we argue alot and it kills my vibe. I stopped having sex with the gorgeous blonde and I pulled up my pants and left the house through the back yard. But I didn't leave the blonde completely, I told her, "I'll be back soon babe." She got really happy about that.

2. I was inside of some school, but inside of their gym area. Myself, along with alot of other guys and girls my age were all getting ready to play an intense game of dodgeball-volleyball, it was literally like a mix of the two games. I saw my friend Jacob on the other side, so I knew this was going to be competition. The game started. Immediately balls started flying past my really fast. A ball flys over the net directly to me, I hit it with my hands in a hope to hit it back over the net, but the ball only goes up and hits the ground again on my side. I don't know if I'm out, so I don't get out yet.
"Come on Cory, put in some work." someone told me from behind. I knew now that I had to do good. I spot a green ball in the hands of Jacob on the other side and he throws it at me. The ball goes straight at my chest, and I catch it. "You're out Jacob!". He replies with a dreadful, "I know". The game continues and alot more people actually get out pretty quickly. Now its just me and a few others versing whats left of the other team. I see a guy from my school named Victor and I throw the ball at him. He catches my ball, but flys back and hits the ground while doing so.
I'm a little annoyed now, so as I walk to the sidelines I call Victor a faggot. "Why do you think I'm a faggot?" Victor asked me as he heard me loud and clear. We then got into an entire conversation about how he wasn't what everyone made him up to be. I knew him better than that though, I knew he was good with the ladies and pretty popular too. We talked all the way as we walked together back to the cafeteria, which was far away enough for a good 10 minute conversation. When we finally got back to the cafeteria we said goodbye to each other, did a bro-shake, and went our own ways. Me and Victor were cool now, and I was glad about that.

3. I was inside of some sort of old beaten up building that was dark and filled with alot of dust smoke. I was with 2 other guys. I knew why we were here, we were searching for a certain man to arrest him. We looked around the room for things that he could've left behind. Nobody was in the room besides us, so our investigation was open and ready to do. We all looked around the room, almost immediately I found a yellow lighter in the dust next to my feet. There was so much dust in this room that it looked like the entire floor was covered in a thick layer of sand. I picked up the lighter and my fellow detectives came over and took a look at it.
"This is good, I think I know who the guy is now, but we can't just go outside and arrest him immediately." one of the guys told me. I agreed. The detective then told me that we needed to go take a smoke break, but that the upstairs of this building was better for that. The 3 of us then walked up a staircase to the right of where we were already standing, and once we got to the second floor I was surprised. 75% of the second floor was on fire, just burning in flames. "This is perfect" one of the detectives told me, and he was serious.
We all then got right in the middle of the fire and started inhaling all of the smoke from the flames in an attempt to get high from it. We did this for a while.

Lucid, non-Lucid, Additional Notes

* I don't remember the first part because of it's very distant and didn't last too much. I just remember I became lucid in some ordinary situation and perhaps I was unsuccessfully looking for some lucid sex but didn't have much time before the dream started to fade out to partially wake up and hear the clock of my room for a while...

.../Now I'm walking in some narrow streets looking for my train station when I get to a very steep street that I have to walk sideways to avoid sliding. It reminds me that I use to find these kind of streets just in my dreams. RC confirms it the same way of the first part. I get to the other side where it was supposed to be the train station but there's a sort of street market there. I see a ladder leading to an upper small platform. I decide to go up there but I want to get there playing with some teleportation. I decide I will get in two steps. When I step on it for the second time the ladder sinks until its upper bottom is on my feet. I like my subC joke. I have to climb to reach the top. Now I see some people from above and the street which is wet as it has recently rained. I want to step on the floor changing my size by playing with my perspective. Once again I just teleport stumbling to the ground. This time it's not working, I keep on walking through some stands when I remember there are some TotM but I cannot remember any of them. I have a very long walk trying to remember, but I don't want to focus too much in forcing my memory to come back because of it could destabilize the dream. I decide the memory must come in a natural way. I realize I'm walking inside a house, getting from a room to another and so on. It looks like a neighboring city of my grandparent's town. The last room I get in is a kitchen where there are no more doors to follow. I see some grilled chickens on a table. I remember I like the taste of the grilled skin, so I take the whole skin out of a chicken and put it in my mouth. The flavor is good but then I spit it out because I don't like to eat it. A woman gets in the kitchen and objurgates my behavior. I don't care and decide to go out through the window. I get in my grand parent's house yard. I still cannot remember any TotM, I just know there are some easy to do but my memory is complete blank this time. I think perhaps there are some other options to remember when it hits me all of the sudden, the Lucid Dares!! Of course, Percy asked me to find the Necronomicon and raise some zombies. I see downstairs the old bakery oven room is still there. I remember there was something with fighting a beast around (). I find this place perfect to find the mentioned book. I know it must be black and have a weird graphic on its cover. I get in the room and see three coffins down there. The beast must be sleeping in the huge one, around 4 or 5 meters tall. I see the interior of one of the little ones which are arranged to the sides of the big one. There's a statue in the shape of a gargoyle
although it's red and is all covered in dust. I'm curious to see the beast, I know it was an epic dream when I fought it. I open its coffin. Another dusty red statue although bigger, muscular, with a bearded human face and huge wings. It's in a standing position holding an axe like it is the keeper of a gate or some. In the background starts playing "Two Steps from Hell" from Protectors of the Earth. I think they are sleeping because of it's daylight and I should better hurry before they wake up. I'm not intending to wake up these three little beauties. I decide to look for the book first. There are a lot of books here and there between the ruins of this place. None calls my attention to say it's the one I'm looking for. There's a bookshelf on the darker side of this room. I decide it must be there because of it's taking too much time. I see a big black book in the upper side of the shelf and decide that's the one I'm looking for. I cannot reach it because of there are some other things piled up in front of it, including a wooden model of a ship which reminds me the one I used to play with when I was a kid. I decide to use telekinesis to bring the book to my hand. It takes some effort before the book falls on the ship. I can hold it before it's a complete mess here. I don't want to wake up the beast by the moment. I don't see any peculiar sign on its cover. I open it and realize it's some Geography book, full of maps! Of course it was the book I found when I was trying to accomplish the fractal dare for the first time. It was full of maps, that was why I didn't find it interesting because of it had no sense at all!!! I flip through the book looking for something special, but it's just full of maps. At this point I hear my dad's radio is playing some Latin music in the background. I think somebody must be working around and that's why it's getting in the dream when everything starts to fade out to black.

* Woke up after that with the tic tac sound of the clock... no music around.

23:00 big mug of warm milk and handful of almonds,
feeling nicely relaxed and sleepy
00:15 warm shower
00:30 bedtime

+(f) boy scouts? DG the troop leader dedicating his time? I was doing something here with young scouts just stays on the tip of my memory unable to get it back so far.

07:17
+ (vivid, dream signs galore, fascinating) massive storm rolls in at the farm, I hide people in the barn/cellar, watching gas pipe installation

I "wake up?" on a table outside a open-air barn on a farm, jump off the table and feel (heavy? unstable?) on my feet and "get stable", the farmer is there it's daylight, he mentions doing something with the milk crate over behind a building, I look and see it , the area is very cluttered with a lot of things. I'm walking along and feel strange, a strong wind blows me and I start to float up and get blown by the wind, the farmer says something like "Whoa there don't get blown away" and I come back down. I look up at the sky and see very threatening storm-tornado looking clouds blowing in at massive speed, like time-lapse photography. I call to the farmer to come and take cover at the big house/barn, he says something about the kids but I see they're very far away.

I'm at the house/barn to take cover, it's twilight outside, and hoards of people have arrived to take shelter, there are clowns from a circus, and young men with no mouths on their faces which stretch open to show a mouth open under the mouth-cover skin like Neo in The Matrix. I direct them into stalls in the barn I'm wondering about all these people, will they steal out stuff? But we have to help them. I'm directing people to sit in stalls/little rooms, then I move to open the storm cellar,
at first I can't get my hands on the handle but then I open it. There's a tight stairway leading down, and a guy moves ahead and sits in a stuffed chair in the middle of the stairway blocking the way. I try to get him / the chair to move, eventually the chair/guy falls down the rest of the way to the bottom of the stairway and I think he may have gotten hurt.

Down the stairs in the storm basement it's like a well-equipped rec room with tons of things / a kitchen. I take a bottle of alcohol and want to drink, I"m looking for a glass I go to a cupboard up about my head and think about the round globe glass I see there this is like the boy was holding earlier I think, I take out a very light cup that seems to be thin plastic. Then I see the (boy?) and a girl who wasn't there before sitting on stools, I'm attracted to the girl I look at her face she's quite attractive but I'm shy/inhibited, she has short brunette hair, I look but do not touch/approach.

Thought turns to how much time is passing: strong sense that time is passing more quickly than it seems: a clock? A large screen view of a field/outside, the girl says that (my name) is doing such a good job taking care of us that we didn't realize how much time has past. On the screen there is the overhead image of a school and the girl says that's where all the people came from. I'm trying to direct the image, make it go back to the school it's a high overhead image of a rural area with vague shapes among the green of the trees.

First person view then of moving through the landscape, I try to "right click" and select "overhead view" several times but the view does not change back, I mention it's broken and the girl/woman says several times her husband wrote (the code for) it. DO view of approaching a ranch-style sprawling home.

Then the view suddenly opens and I'm approaching the Bay Area and say "well it doesn't matter, because I'm home" and in front of me is a large /long ditch and workers are there assembling very intricate involved tubing, I think this is the reason for the power outage, not the storm, they're working on the gas mains / installing new ones. I walk through the ditch observing, the piping becomes incredibly complicated and intricate, huge clumps of cables and pipes. I observe how they test the pipes for pressure: they use a compressed air device, which they push onto the opening of their new pipe and push down on a lever and the device creates pressure on the pipes inside and they look for leaks. This ditch is about 10 feet below street level and everything is dirty, and I think that's reasonable because we're underground. Amazed in the dream at the level of intricate piping that is being assembled.

back to sleep, takes quite a while (1 hour?) I think to myself several times: "If I can just get back to sleep, I WILL get lucid". Distracting noises. Feel beginnings of frustration, why do I have to live where there is so much morning noise? Quickly squash these whiny thoughts: you want LDs?
Tried "writing on the blackboard" visualization but didn't do anything for me. Get back to sleep then, full relaxation. Count-down relaxing breaths, many many times, finally start to lose the count and sleep...

10:11
+ up-close observation of open-top, dual-chamber, automated clothes washing machine.
This washing machine fills with water ,drains, fills with water, drains, fills with water ,drains, and then a robot mechanism moves from the top to the clothes and starts agitating them. I'm wondering about the 2nd chamber, and look at the mechanism to see that it must slide to the other side on a track, and it does. Then a long black rectangular arm telescopes out and I expect it to start agitating the second washing chamber. There are options for cleaning the faucet: wipe just the counter, wipe the handle, (etc).

+ (lucid) walk quickly to maid to do TOTM but wake up
I'm sitting in a recliner chair in some sparsely furnished apartment. In front of me is a corridor leading to a room. There's a digital clock on a shelf along the wall and it reads something like 12:30, I think this clock is an hour different from actual time. A maid appears and is dusting around the clock, I look to my right and see the flat-panel TV, it's really dustry, I want to ask the maid to clean it.

(transition?)
I'm looking down the hallway again and isntantly realize I'm dreaming. I jump up from the recliner, start walking towards the maid who's walking over to the TV to the right, do a nose pinch as I walk and yep I can breathe. The maid stops and turns to face me, she's fairly attractive but I push this thought from my mind. OK, TOTM, now, .... and the dream gets unstable, I rub and rub and rub my hands but to no avail, dream transitions/ends

+ gangster house / robbery at convenience store down the hill
There is a house on a hill that I'm travelling to, urban city environment, daylight. As I pass a convenience store at the bottom of a hill a story is narrated about a woman who attempted to murder the clerk, and pulled the most common of beginner cons on him, called (something). I drive past, up the hill a few houses, and park to the right, the pavement curves up towards the curve. I park and get out (of the passenger door!) and think I'm parked just past the gangster house, there are a few normal looking cars parked there.

Went to bed at 2:45am, cat woke me for his breakfast at 6:30am, then I went back to bed. I had a few more minor wakings, but wasn't doing any particular dream practices as I needed to get up by 9:30 and wanted to maximize my sleep. However, at one point when I woke up—around 8:30am as it turned out—somehow things felt different.

I woke up, or thought I did, and there wasn't anything to distinguish it from all the other wakings over the course of the morning, except that for some reason the thought occurred to me that I might be able to DEILD. I didn't even have any particular impressions of having woken up from a dream, but somehow I felt instinctively that it would work. So experimentally I tried to move one of my hands, very small movements at first until I was confident that I was moving my dream hand and not my real one, then I reached up to touch my face. The sensations were lifelike but somehow I was certain the DEILD had worked. "Why don't I do this all the time?" I thought. "This is the easiest thing in the world!" That's how it seemed then, at least, as I got up out of bed to explore the dream.

I walked down the hallway and passed the cat. In my dream logic I assumed that this encounter was really happening, that I was walking past my real cat even though I was dreaming, and I was curious how he would react to seeing me in my dream state. How would I appear to him? Ethereal? Responding to my expectations, the dream cat reacted with an air of uncertainty to my presence. As I continued into the kitchen, I felt like dancing so I did a few random steps, pleased with how well-intregrated I felt in my dream body and in the environment.

As I approached the sliding door that leads out to the back patio, I thought I heard the neighing of horses from somewhere outside. "Could that be real?" I wondered. "Where could it be coming from?" I had to remind myself that not everything I hear in a dream is bleedthrough, and that a real horse in the vicinity of my house would be highly improbable. Looking outside, I saw a dinosaur skeleton that resembled a triceratops go ambling by. I didn't think much of it, though it was a pleasant reminder that I was definitely dreaming. Eagerly I went outside. It looked nothing like waking life: instead of my fenced-in back patio, I was in a wide grassy space bounded in the distance by trees and low hills. It resembled a bright and sunny day, but still felt dreamlike in that the bright sunlight did not aggravate my eyes the way it does when I'm awake. I looked around and felt pleased to note that my visual perceptions were crystal clear, since during my long dryspell even my NLDs had become murky and vague, at least in recollection. What was the source of this marvelous clarity? "This really is a third state, neither dreaming nor waking," I thought to myself.

I had not expected to get lucid so I had no real goals or tasks in mind; I was just thrilled to be lucid again. I walked forward through the landscape, wishing a DC would come and greet me after my long absence, but I couldn't see anyone else. As I walked I found myself spontaneously singing a little snatch of song. The pitch I was singing was too high for my voice, even in dream, and I could hear it cracking on the high notes. I hadn't put any thought into the words, but I noticed that I was just singing, "I love you... I love you." There was no one on my mind; if I was directing those words to any particular object it must have been dream itself. The melody was simple and I was sure it was music I had heard before in waking life, as I could anticipate how it should continue, and even recall some words ("...any night, any day...") but I couldn't remember what the song was. After I woke up I thought about it for a while and then realized that the melody I was using closely resembled the opening bars of the song "Bali Hai," from the musical South Pacific. The only reason I'm familiar with the song is because I was involved in a school production of the musical many years ago, when I was in seventh grade. I ambled on through the environment a bit further, still with no real purpose and nothing much happening, just delighting in the dream.

Morning of December 9, 2014. Tuesday.



I had a typical semi-lucid “make everything crash and explode” dream of much the same nature as from childhood, though the childhood dreams mostly related to deliberately making cars slide around on a highway and crash into each other. Normally, I am never directly focused on the humanity involved in such disasters.

In the first part, from a distance, I deliberately (with telekinesis) cause a 747 to lose altitude and crash into the middle of a city (I guess influence from “The Medusa Touch” movie from 1978 never wore off). From there, I teleport to the location and then cause parts of the still-exploding-and-burning plane to hit a specific bus and then guide certain pieces of that bus (starting with the separated bottom, sides, and roof), to fly a fair distance through the streets of a residential neighborhood to wreak additional havoc. I have no concern of being hit by flying, exploding, and burning pieces even though they are fairly close to me at times. I feel much younger and am fast on my feet.

Later on, there is a scene with several unknown people, mostly males. One has what seems first like a toy flintlock pistol. Over time, after seeming mostly toy-like, I then have a closer look at it and it seems to be a real rifle in some ways, appearing much larger. I take aim with it in a realistically rendered manner but eventually give it back to the other male. It still seems somewhat distorted (toy-like) and with foil-covered plastic parts, including the hammer and trigger. Another unknown male on the other side of the street seems to be communicating particular sentences with me with facial expressions alone, though I do not recall any ideas from the “conversation”.

In an earlier dream, I am reading some sort of Internet-like screen, though it seems to be something different than the Internet. Apparently, it is some sort of forum-like communication but more indirect to where postal mail or something similar is implemented. An unknown female “talks” of a friend’s dream (with hand-printed writing) that featured a window and then asks what a window means in dreams.

I write a long paragraph of what windows (when as a dominant feature or main focus) in dreams have meant for me. I explain how a window can represent a portal between different levels of consciousness or focused awareness. I reflect on one dream where I seemed to be “stuck” in a window, half in and half out, and was semi-lucid at the same time, but in an uncomfortable frame of mind, both unable to wake when I wanted yet unable to enter back into deeper sleep. In another dream I had crawled through a window and became far more lucid than I had been prior to that - a lucidity more defined than some waking states. I relate how looking through a window in some dreams seems akin to watching television in reality. Finally, in a dream from childhood, having jumped from a bridge (while pursued by a brontosaurus), I landed on a window, breaking it, thus “breaking” my dream (I could no longer look up and back into the previous dream scene and see any sign of the brontosaurus) and setting about the waking process by then picking parts of the “broken dream” out of my feet and path.

At any rate, my hand-printed message, in ink, takes up about half a page. There are other things on the paper, which look to be similar to an order form or application of some kind. I plan to scan it and then send the scan digitally, I think.

Dream 1

I don't recall what it was about. All i remember is there was a guy with white bandage all around him like a mummy. But he didn't seem dead or dirty.

Dream 2

I think there was something but my mom woke me up and I didn't pay attention to it. I just tried to go back to sleep.

Dream 3

After two fails I managed to get a dream I could remember.
I began to slowly appear on my bed into the dream world. When I felt like I was 100% in the dream I decided to summon Dawn.I focused on Dawn and slowly he began to appear in the dream. He wasn't in his anime form but I was happy and decided to try focusing on my senses to make the dream more vivid.

After I was done focusing i noticed everything was starting to feel and look a lot more real. I told him that we could leave the room now and he said okay. When we got into the living room Dawn went straight into the kitchen and said he wanted a drink of water. He took the water out the fridge, took a cup and took ice out of the fridge and put it into the cup.

Looking at Dawn I asked him why he wasn't in his anime form. As he was pouring water into the cup or washing it i started to imagine Dawn in his anime form. But only his long white hair appeared. I felt his hair and told him it was better this way cause it was nice and long. He said he knew i liked it or something like that.

After I saw him drinking some water I said I wanted water too and asked him if I could drink his water than took it. I started drinking it and he asked me why didn't I just get my own cup. I said I could have but I didn't see the other cup and that drinking from his cup was better. I than looked at the water and ice in the cup and noticed a red dot moving in it. I changed my mind about drinking it and gave it back to him.

We than left the house into a place that seemed like a classroom or school. I was holding onto Dawns back and noticed there was a shorter boy that was his buddy walking with him. When ever this DC that claims to know Dawn appears in my dream sometimes he looks kind of crippled but hes kind, understanding and friendly. He was able to move more now though.

I got curious and felt like asking Dawn if past lives was a real thing what would his name be. He ignored my question though and kept walking and talking to his friend. I asked him again than asked him if we have been together in the past a lot. He said "yeah, lots of times" than went through a small hole into a really small room that had words on the walls. I pointed out the words on the wall and his friend said the words on the wall were very motivational.

Than Dawn opened the door and jumped into a medium size school/Principal office room with me on his back. There was a little bear running around the room and Dawn and his buddy was running around, laughing trying to keep the bear cub from catching them. Dawn was like " Dang! This little guy kind of scared me when he jumped out!" but in a playful way. Than his friend was like " Yeah, he surprised me too!" As they were running around like crazy I kept telling Dawn to stop running around, but than Dawn made a big jump and I fell off him. The weird thing about this is that when he jumped I was upside down trying to hold onto him before I fell off.

I was mad at Dawn and noticed I was in a empty classroom now. I started calling for Dawn again and he came back. I shouted at him that I was mad at him for ignoring me and I didn't want to talk to him anymore. He said " Fine! I don't care! Do whatever you want to do!" so I ran out of the classroom and tried to go to a different scenery.I didn't feel like going anywhere anymore though and just lay on the ground on my stomach feeling like I didn't really care about the dream anymore. Dawn's friend than walked into my view and sat on the ground. He looked more crippled this time and smiled as if he was saying it was going to be okay. I took his hand and held it in my own and felt better. Than I woke up.

Dream 4

I was going to the store for my family.Somehow i realized it was a dream though. I wanted to read some dream books and found a couple of books on the floor. The place started to change into a library too. But as i was trying to read i saw so many words and thought about how i didn't feel like reading nonsense so i closed the book. After thinking of what to do next for a bit i woke up.

Something to do with a new music building being added to my high school. It has all of this wood paneling and all of this bamboo growing out around the sides.


There was some crazy war going on where two armies were fighting over a supply of peanut butter.

The battlefield is this huge open meadow, surrounded by thick woods. There are a couple of mountains in the distance. The area sort of has a minecraft feel to it, though nothing appears to be made of blocks. I also recall seeing a cartoon drawing that was a map of the battlefield and contained the tactics used by the armies with drawings of cartoon soldiers killing one another. The map was drawn on very high quality parchment paper.

The battle began. One army was clad mostly in steel armor and used swords. All of the men in this army looked really short, and they all looked the same. They appeared to be the more formal army. [Dream Logic]They also had trebuchets that were launching large jars of peanut butter at the enemies that would explode on impact. The peanut butter was sticky and supposedly would slow down the advance of the enemy. [/Dream Logic]

The other army was a small band of tribal men with long dark hair who rode on horseback. They had a very native-american feel to them. They fought with spears and bows mostly. Although they seemed inferior in numbers their tactics and skill in combat was impressive.

Somehow I got into the fight. A group of the steel clad men came after me. I became partially lucid. I started fighting with them; running at them and disarming one. I took his sword and used it to cut down a couple of others. One ran at me from behind, yet somehow I could sense him coming. (Partial lucidity?) I threw him over my left side, both stabbing him and taking his sword. Dual wield. I turned to see what looked like a lieutenant of the steel army readying a bow. (His armor was fancier, I assumed he was important.) I threw one of the swords and it stuck right in his face impaling him.

I then see a couple of the tribe men charging at me on horseback. I throw the other sword, that for some reason becomes a spear when I throw it. It strikes the leader in the leg and also injures his horse who falls over and the whole group trips over him and falls down on him in an almost comedic fashion. A couple of guys manage to get out of the confused pile of horses and charge me. I pick up another sword and get ready to fight when the dream changes.

...

Somehow or other I found myself in my living room. Manei was there, laying on the couch. And for some reason or other I didn't quite grasp that I was dreaming. I thought for some reason that I was awake and imagining that she was there. Something was amiss.

For some reason I still had a spear on me from the previous dream. I was examining it a little, and spinning it around like a bo staff. (Not sure how, though, the living room in our house is tiny.)

She told me that she was upset because she had gotten in trouble with her guide, and that she overall wasn't feeling well. I did my best to be understanding, but I don't think I've ever seen her not all happy and bubbly like she usually is until now. Not having the best grasp of dream/reality didn't help either. I didn't really know what to do, so I dropped the spear and sat down on the other couch across from her, and the dream faded out.

I wonder if I could find Manei's guide and talk to him/her. That's either a really good or really bad idea. The bottom line is: I'm getting somewhere, albeit slowly.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #260: The Prancing Pied Piper

A false awakening takes me downstairs where I putter around for a bit doing silly "chores" like moving chairs around. Then I head back upstairs, totally focused on having a lucid dream when I “return to bed”. Just so that I’ll get in the right mindset, I do a nose pinch reality check and oh hey, check it out, I’m already having a lucid dream! I hold the nose pinch and start leaping and prancing about, waving my other hand in the air. I sing about lucid dreaming while I do this.

I head into my youngest son R’s room, but instead of R, I find my 5-year-old son E sleeping on his bed. “Daddy, what are you doing?” he asks getting out of bed.

I keep singing, prancing, nose-pinching, and waving one arm. I sing, “Lucid dream, lucid dream, lucid dreeeeee-eeeeeeam!” E laughs and says, “Daddyyy!” I think about returning to the master bedroom in the hopes of finding Wife and enjoying some sexytime. But those plans fall through when E gets out of bed, and starts following me around, prancing the same way that I am.

I reflect on the joy of being lucid and this emotion takes me to a desire to hear beautiful music. (I’d chained these feelings together using Dreamer’s goal memory technique.) This is in pursuit of Jenkees’ dare to do cool stuff to a lucid orchestral soundtrack. E and I go prancing into the master bedroom as I realize that I need to stop singing if I’m going to get a new soundtrack.

The lights are on in the bedroom and instead of me or Wife, my friend KS is lying in bed next to some blonde guy with surfer hair. KS gets out of bed and rubs her eyes like it’s the morning. I ignore her and surfer guy, instead phasing my face through the shutters so I can look out into the night. I start creating an orchestral soundtrack in my head.

It sounds nice, but I realize that I’m forcing every note manually and composing it as an act of will. I want it to emerge organically instead. Maybe if I go do something outside. I phase through the window and leap out into the night with a yell. As I’m preparing to take flight, the dream ends.

Dream 1

Someone brought me somewhere I don't remember.Anyways somehow I ended up on the ocean. I was flying and running on the water trying to do big jumps and tricks. There was a DC on the ocean doing tricks as well. We started racing each other but I lost the DC cause I just kept going.I don't remember what happened next.

Dream 2

I was walking up the stairs in a school so I could reach the library. I was following a boy. But my dad came out of no where and opened a small treasure chest like box in front of me.In it was something that looked like thin wire and dust Bunny's. Than he took out a cake slice and ate it in front of me. I said "ew" than told my dad to leave.

As I was going up the stairs though I bumped into a pillar and it was about to collapse on me. The boy pushed me out of the way and the pillar fell down. But it didn't cause much damage so we kept going up to the library. After that I don't recall what happened but not much happened I think.

The next thing I remember is being in a stadium where I and other characters were anime characters. There were dream characters that were evil and we(me and another girl DC) had to change them back to normal by singing lyrics on our flying brooms.The paper blew away from my buddy though so I had to catch it. I didn't see what was on the paper so I just sang whatever came to mind.The people were singing too and than I woke up.

Dream 3

I was trying to get money out of my card in a bank that was near a park. My family and I were going to eat out or go on a picnic together. But when I went to the machine a little girl ran in front of me. Her mother was really really fat, like gynormous and she was sitting next to the machine. I asked if she could move her daughter who kept getting in my way.

The lady was displeased though and said no, that I had to just deal with it. Than somehow she put coins into the machine. I said "fine" then moved her daughter gently with my hands to the side but the girl kept resisting and the mom looked furious. " What do you think your doing? No one touches my daughter like that!" said the lady. The next thing she did was grab me, swing me around in the air than drop me on the ground.

I was on the floor madder than ever at the gynormous Lady. So I got up and shouted at her " You shouldn't have done that!" Than grabbed her , flipped her into the air,jumped into the air and made her head face the ground than pushed her straight into the ground head first. Even though I was satisfied with my fighting move I realized this was highly impossible for me in reality. So I decided to leave the place.

When I left I appeared in a anime like city filled with realistic people and cartoon characters. There were more cops around than civilians though. What they were wearing reminded me of what the cops wear in the anime magic Kaito 1412. One of the cops said he was getting closer to find the culprit and would get them no matter what. I was trying to hide but knew he saw me. The funny thing is he ignored me though.

I wanted to run straight through the streets without getting shot so I decided to run with wind portals around me so the bullets could be reflected. It worked and I managed to get to the other side where I stumbled on other dream characters who were hiding. The scenery began to look more abandoned though and the people more realistic.Three girls and a guy came up to me and asked me if I had seen the girl in the picture that was shown to me.

I said no but I felt I had been with them before. She than showed me a picture of a baby and told me about a baby that died that couldn't make it. Than someone pointed out how cute the baby was and how red the girl in the picture's hair was. I thought it would be interesting to stick around with these characters so I decided to go wherever they were going. I followed them and noticed that I was in my house now but it was kind of dark.

The girls and the guy was doing something to a pot in the stove. I told them to stop because fire was starting to spread a little bit and seemed out of control. The guy agreed and tried to stop it. But I had a feeling that things would turn out horrible so I went downstairs into the somewhat crowded dark hall. I wanted to escape through the backyard exit. I was having trouble though.

The guy than came quickly in the form of a shadow and started to help me get out of the house. I let him carry me out to the backyard. As soon as we got out dream characters started exiting my house. I looked up and saw that the house looked somewhat like a Japanese style home. There was a nice looking green curtain on the window too. I thought about what to do when I suddenly heard my brother saying that this was his dream and the characters had to follow what he said.

I told my brother " No, this is my dream. I'll prove I'm not a dream character." I ran in front of the dream characters and told them to pay attention. I put my hand toward the ground and said " I'll prove it by summoning something at will!" But than it hit me."Wait a minute. Nevermind. Dream characters can do that too...My bad!" The characters stared at me and I didn't know what to do so I asked them "How do you prove your not a dream character?"

One of the guys in front of me than said "like this" than walked up to me and started kissing me. It felt real but Lol I'm not sure that was a valid proof. After that I looked at the door to see my dad entering the yard. He pointed out that he killed creatures that had a green liquid coming out of them. The creature's bodies slowly began to evaporate into orange gas and dissapeared.

My brother than went up to some green ooze and tasted it. I told him he was weird and he said it wouldn't hurt him. When he got out I could see fire coming closer through the halls. I was starting to move back when suddenly my dad said he wanted to go back in and get something. I grabbed him and said no but than he said he just wanted to jump in the fire. The DCs and I jumped and grabbed him but he was kind of strong so we all kind of fell and than I woke up.

I became lucid in this dream because I noticed something wasn’t quite right with my pocket knife. The pivot point for the blade is supposed to be at the end of the knife, not in the middle. I focussed on the pocket knife and moved the pivot point to where it should be, then placed it in my pocket. I’m not much for changing the dream environment, but this wasn’t acceptable. I’ve had that knife for over 30 years! Don’t mess with my pocket knife, dream!

I decided to leave the room I was in, and head outside to see if I could find my daughter. When I opened the door, I was shocked, and a bit upset, to see that I had entered into an empty room with two garage doors. This was not what I wanted, or was expecting. I wanted to go outside and possibly meet with my daughter in a nice scenic area, and have a little visit. Don’t ask me why, but my emotions got the better part of me, and then there were blast waves, which radiated outwards from me, and shock the entire building. It sounded like an explosion. This is what you call losing your temper ‘dream style’. I've never created a blast wave - first time. Everything looked momentarily distorted and the air became dusty. This description doesn’t even come close to describing the intensity of the blast wave. The shock wave caused the two garage doors to fly up into their open position. One garage door opened into another empty room with an exterior door that led outside. The sunlight was shining in through the open door. The other room was full of menacing looking robotic equipment which was violently rotating and pivoting in all directions. I chose to go into the robotic room because it scared me, and if I didn’t, this might turn into some kind of nightmare!

I walked up to the first robotic machine arm and stopped the equipment ‘dead in its tracks’ by simply touching it with my point finger. I then walked over to machine’s central structure and hugged it. The machine was somehow alive with warmth, breath, and it even had a heartbeat! It seemed like it was scared because its heart was pounding. I apologized to the machine dream figure for scaring it, and then I proceeded to next robotic arm. I woke just before I was about to touch the 2nd machine with my point finger.

I have to admit hugging machinery is a little bit odd (machine dream figure), but it certainly worked out well, because I exited this lucid dream, and proceeded into events that led to an awesome OBE.

I appear to be lying on the garage floor and as I turn my head around. I see the television is on, it display a song I usually listen to on most days. This caught my attention and soon after I got a dream like feeling that I couldn't ignore and became lucid. I felt like I lift my hand to my face but I could see nothing coming to my eyes. It was difficult but I tried to turn my head around. I could see a door behind me but getting up was hopeless. The struggle cause me to wake up, however as my eyes open, something felt wrong. I quickly caught on again that I was experiencing a false awakening. I however could not move at all. That's when this odd sensation occurred of where I could move my body parts and get up from the bed but my eyes or head would not follow.

I could even hear my feet walking on the floor but my eyes and head was still completely on the bed. Parts of the blanket was blocking my vision, even though my arms weren't moving, it would feel like they were and would move the blankets off me. Then soon after I was able to move. The dream like sensation wore off but I never recalled waking up from the false awakening. Lucidity Time: Don't know.