lucid

Flying helps me to stabilize lucidity. I don’t think this is the norm, from what I read, but it seems to work for me.

In this dream, I was walking in mine tunnel. There was ash floating in the air. I couldn’t figure out what it was from, so I asked a dream figure if they just blasted, and he looked at me in a confused way and said, “No.” The mine looked like a test or research facility, because there were labs built into the sides of the mine tunnel. The floor was paved. I then came to multi-level garage, built into a large cavern, with mezzanine floors, metal steps, and large cavernous areas. There was machining equipment, tools, and rigging everywhere. For no reason at all I became lucid. I was being followed. The lucid dream view suddenly faded, so I stopped, and focussed on the dream. Then the dream view came back, but it was very blurry. I ran full speed to the edge of the mezzanine rail and then leaped into the air ‘superman style’. The lucidity then came back crystal clear. I flew up slightly upwards into a large open area of the cavern, then circled around back over top of the mezzanine walkway, flying carefully, so as not to hit the riggings and equipment. I flew past two people that were following me. I recognized them, but I can’t remember who they were. They were walking along, talking to each other, and watching me fly. I flew past them and said, “Look, I’m flying!” Don’t ask me why I said that? It seems I return to my childish state every time I fly. I have to admit, I never get bored of doing that! Seconds after I flew past them, I got sucked back down into the mezzanine by some strange force, and then I woke up.

I have two objectives right now; the first is to say, “Happy Birthday!” to my mother inlaw, and the second, is to visit Dawn’s castle. Neither of which crossed my mind. Oh well, I’ll try again tonight, and not fly around saying, “Look at me!”

12-01-2014

Method used: none
it feels good to LD, especially since november lowered my monthly LD rate. Shooting pains in my back and below my shoulder blades have altered my sleep but nevertheless probably played in the coming of this RL. But I'm not sure that eating badly can be considered as a method of induction:-) especially since this was obviously not wanted. If I had known, I might have been more carfull, It would allow me a better sleep and a greater comfort. I also made some RC along this week and the last one at strategic times to induce a continuous reflection from the waking day into the night and the dreams.

I am in my mother's delivery. In this ND, this room is also my bedroom. Before this episode, my sister and I were in disagree with each other about something unimportant and we were looking for a solution through dialogue. This worries tacitly continues throughout the beginning of the RN. My mother joined my sister at the entrance of my so called "room".

My mother ask me to come and make coffee for my maternal grandmother came to visit us. IRL she died many years ago. In the dream, it is early in the morning and I woke up, so I have no excuse not to comply. Moreover, I also have a cup of coffee in hand, impossible to refuse them this favor.

This coffee turns into a cup of profiterole on which a little chocolate cream flows. I want to raise my mother's awareness about something. I do the thinking as well as her, at the same time. Profiteroles turn into a kind of sliding puzzle as the statement is emerging in my mind:

"Grandma came to visit us, but grandma died off for years, so it means ... that this is all a dream! I realise I'm in a dream. The environment suddenly change. I am in an unknown bedroom now. I turned my head to my mother supposed to be with me in this room, where was the entrance of the delivery.

But my mother is gone, in its place stands a wardrobe. I open the cabinet and find a series of shelves one above the other on which are placed a few scattered shirts ironed and neatly folded. I closed the closet and turn my look on the left. Now I can see a kind of commode, as high as the wardrobe, but provided with dozens and dozens of drawers.

Each of these drawer has small metal handles reminding me of old handset devices. I think it would be great if I remember it IRL, the others may find it fun ??? I look around to find the exit door, but the room has no door!

I keep cool. There's no door, but nevertheless there's a window, and it's largely sufficiante. This window is decorated with an impressive number of frames, each into others forming some sort of staircases, all of them in different materials and colors. In fact these frames are narrowing and reducing the window size as I clumsily try to pass through it.

At one point my waist is stucked in the last frame which is shutting down on my body. The upper part of my body is outside, it allow me to see that the supports outside the window follows the same construction scheme, staircase, but logically in extension rather than shrinking.

This situation have everything to frustrate me, but I decided not to get upset and take a deep breath. consequently the window immediately release me. So I sit on the edge outside. I watch the panorama. the colors and simple design of all of its component parts make this place look like a child's room but on another hand its theme and vastness make it also look like countryside. A giant child's room!

The sky is actually a huge blue ceiling that stretches to the horizon. There is an inscription in a corner of this ceiling. Is it a magic square or odd Noughts and Crosses game? I don't focus on this scribble with vaguely rectilinear outlines, it is too blury and I feel that forcing my concentration on it would mostly make me lose my lucidity.

According to my goal, I address my subconscious aloud. But as usual, I get muddled up on my phrasing. I remember my last attempt and I think it is absolutely out of question I wake up now and especially without putting a descent end to my quest.

Therefore, I rub my hands. I had so far done nothing to stabilize the RL. Now, that's better. "Unconscious, what does it take for me to do to get what I ask in my dream when I'm awake? "At least, this is approximately my question as I wanted to ask it, and as I think I asked it right (IRL oddly, I do not remember the exact words used.)

I'm satisfied. I asked exactly what I wanted to ask (it's what it seemed to me once I woke up.) furthermore, I have a very good insight and I feel that my RL will last a good time. Good! I asked the question, it remains for me to pick the answer up! I think it will come on the road, at some point in my lucid ride.

I jump from the window. I find myself face down in a gallery, a longitudinal space that look like a aisle in an antique store. In front of me, perhaps 65ft away from me is the mirror of a wardrobe or a psyche in which I can actually see me lying on my stomach on the floor. But something disturbs my vision.

That something appears at the beginning every two seconds between me and the mirror and finally fill all the view. These are female legs! I see calfs beneath a skirt which cut ends above the knee, the lady goes from right to left, a shelf to another, walking zigzag.

At the same time I hear more and more distinctly some music although it is actually two keys, always the same, D/A, played on an electric piano on a rhythm that recalls the ticking of a clock. This melody is as soothing as a children song. I focus on this melody which sound in return more and more distinct to my ears. Until... I wake up!

I walked up the stairs in an apartment building. At the top of the stairs there was an open corridor with a long balcony and a woman at the door of one of the apartments. She seemed to have spilled something like coffee on her cheek. I told her, and she said, "That's not possible. It can't be." So I said, "Maybe it happened in a dream." She replied, "Dreaming, that's what you guys do isn't?" I said, "We might be dreaming now, let me check." So I raised my hands and concluded this was a dream, but the realization was not euphoric but of wanting to do something, but I didn't know what to do in this corridor. Then it occurred to me to start calling Maria, to meet her in a lucid dream, and I called her loudly, at least 5 times, and the calls reverberated through the complex with an indescribable other-worldly echo. This, I believe, is the first time I've called her, or anyone, to try to meet in a lucid dream.

This one's from yesterday. Note: I've had a VERY similar dream before, and as I went through this dream, I remembered the last one. The setting was the same. I think this one fluctuated from lucid to non-lucid.

I'm in a prison, as an inmate, but this prison's more like some kind of highschool (I don't know why I keep getting highschool dreams, it was years ago ). I recall the last dream (within this one) that I escaped during a riot/party from an enclosed outside area. There are several different keys. In this dream, I'm an underclassman and the seniors accept me as their own (I don't think they know what grade/level I'm in). There's this hippie dude as some kind of leader for the seniors and I make best friends with him.
Somehow this dream transitions into police chasing us/shooting futuristic weapons at us in the ruins of some warehouse. I'm with the same group of people running from the cops. One of the cops has 26 illegal assassins somewhere, and he has brought his newest recruit (the 27th). I think they get us, and I woke up.

12.1.14

Last night bed 10:20pm - 7:40am

Back to bed 8am-10:40

I put an extra pillow under my 2 and propped it against the dresser. So I was on my back, with head raised a bit. I was daydreaming and felt the falling asleep sensation few times and surprised me that it came that soon.

I got into a transition, which consisted of a mild wierd head sensation, as if falling forward or backwards, but very mild. More just a head sensation. And at that exact moment my cat jumped on my bed. The other cat was already asleep by my left arm. So this one took up position on my right, plopping her body on me and purring up a storm.

I continued falling asleep, but when he changed position third time, I turned to my right side so he is behind me, rather than on me.

Very soon I got into another transition. Again, just a wierd feeling in the head. I tried to make it bigger by pushing my head backwards. Then decided to start getting up, even I knew that transition is not finished yet.

It was very hard to get up. I couldn't. I could barely sit up, but I was almost like held down by gravity or something. I tried to levitate up desperately, while also trying to sit up. I finally levitated out over some guy asleep in red shirt. I stood up and started walking away in what looked like a large warehouse. I saw my steel ring on the ground but walked by, didn't want to waste time. But ofc I couldn't leave it there, I turned back and picked it up. I looked at the inscription as I always do before putting it on. There were some pictographs on it, instead of word.

That's when my cat behind me moved again and I got out of it.

Had one more transition within minutes, but nothing came of it.

December 01, 2014

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I was a new resident/member of a co-op that doubled as a comedy theater troup... I was going to be in a skit with two others for the next show, so I was trailing them to get used to the place. It turns out basically the whole troup is involved in some kind of scandalous murder, even though they didn't know it. There was a group of them that was orchestrating it all, using the other members as pawns in their schemes. The two I was with were the only ones who knew about it and tried to stop the baddies. We went to the leader of the troup, who we believed to be unaware of what was going on. We told him about it all, and he was really worried and told us to keep on our toes and watch out for ourselves.

Our assignment for chores that day was to clean downstairs, so the two of them and I went downstairs to clean. We ended up near the boiler room, and we heard the voices of the baddies, and scattered. I ended up in the boiler room, alone. It was pitch dark, and hot. Suddenly there was a faint red light from across the room. There were stairs there, and someone was coming down. It was the leader. He came up to a spot in the pipes and there was the REAL leader, hanging in the pipes. He had overgrown facial hair and looked really ragged. The Fake Leader said something like, "There you are, you little fool. You want your food, eh? Here you are. You little fool." He talked to the real leader like an animal in a cage. The real leader was like a savage now. His eyes were like an animal's and he was tearing at the food. The Fake Leader was patting him on the head and grinning.

Then I heard screams from upstairs, and left in a panic, but unseen and unheard by the Fake Leader, who stayed with the real leader. When I got upstairs, everything was fine. Turns out, it was because of the skit at dinner. Apparently that's what they did there; there was a skit during dinner every day. The crowd was screaming/laughing at it, but I had only heard the screaming from downstairs. I met my two friends who were alright and already at the table. They had been worried about me but were glad to see I was alright. I told them I had to talk to them later, and went to get some food.

All the food was in a bus for some reason. The buffet was set up along the back wall of the bus. I was trying to get specific kinds of lettuce from the bowl of salad, but they kept falling to the floor when I did. I gave up on it and decided to just get some pizza squares and a piece of the cake. Just as I was putting the last bit of food on my plate, the bus started moving. Apparently we were going on a field trip in the mountains. I was trying to make sure my food didn't spill, and apparently I was sitting in the "adult seat," which was undesirable. It was higher up and the table in front of it was too low. Oh well. I set down my food and looked out the window to watch the scenery go by. The bus was on a high bridge over a valley with lots of buffalo in it. I took my spoon and pretended to scoop up the buffalo. Like, every time I scooped them, the buffalo there scattered. It was like I was controlling them from my seat in the bus.

Then, I was flying over the heard. In another valley, there was a heard of humans, too. I flew over them as well, along a river gorge. The landscape was green and grassy and at the same time somehow red-dirt desert-y. It's hard to explain.

I flew closer to the ground now, and saw a group of people at the top of the next hill. There were lots of children and some people I know, so I landed there and milled amongst the people... I saw a small elephant being tackled by some kids. It was actually a little disturbing, as it reminded me of that picture of the little elephant being attacked by some lionesses. I watched this elephant go by me, and then walked up to the ledge of the river gorge, where there were a line of children sitting down. I looked over the ledge; it was very high up. I saw my mom's high school friend, H, nearby. I called her over, and asked her when the bus would be back, and where it would pick us up. She shrugged. She told me that the bus driver would call her when they got there and tell her where to meet them. She handed me her phone and asked if I wanted to keep it so I would know when and where to go. I shook my head and gave it back to her, wondering if I should just make my way back down to the road and wait there. But I didn't know if the bus would come right up to the cliff to pick us up, so I stayed there for the time being.

I walked through some scattered trees to a little plaza with a fountain. I sat on a stone bench that circled the fountain. There was an annoying mascot thing with a huge hunk of cheese trying to get me to take a selfie with it. I turned around to face the rest of the mountain above us (we were about half-way up the mountain here). It was beautiful; the mountain side was all bare except for these tall, skinny, wooden animal figures. They were made with different colors of wood and stood along the mountainside, all looking as if they were walking in the same direction (to my right). There was a vast landscape of them, and something about them was tribal, though I can't pinpoint what it was. I took out my phone to take a picture of it so I would be able to see it forever, but every time I hit the button to take a picture, the view would switch to front-facing and take a selfie. The stupid mascot thing was in all of them, too. It was getting in my way, and I was convinced it was the one making my camera do that. I elbowed it in the stomach to make it go away, and turned back to the mountain above us. But it was different. There were large, almost junglish trees scattered instead of the animal figures.

I said, "WHAT GIVES. It's different!" And then I realized, and said, "WAIT. Haha! I'm dreaming!" I looked down at my hands and confirmed that I was dreaming. I grinned. There were so many children around, and I wanted to try the task from last month about telling a kid they were in a dream. It was too late for that one, but I still wanted to try it.

I walked up to a kid who was sitting on the crest of the grassy hill, and said, "Hi! My name is Ms. Kestrel. What's your name?"
"Nathan..."
"Hi Nathan! Where are you from?"
"I'm from BC. Where are you from?"
"Oh, I'm from around there! I'm from K."
"Oh, nice." Nathan smiled.
"Actually. Do you wanna know something?"
"What?"

I said, "You know how sometimes you are dreaming, and you realize you're dreaming, while you dream?"
Nathan brightened up and nodded. "Yeah, I've heard of that!"
"It's called lucid dreaming. This is my lucid dream right now. That means you're from my subC, actually."

I watched for his reaction. At first he was just blank, but then he says, "Maaannn. Oh that's just TERRIBLE."

He sounded dejected but also detached, like he didn't actually care. I patted his back and stood up. Now, I wanted to do at least one of the December tasks. The one that came to mind first was to throw a snowball at a DC.

I looked around. No snow here... But I was on a mountain, and snow was normal on a mountain. All I had to do was go higher up and I was sure I'd find snow. I jumped up to hover a foot above the ground. Once I was sure of my stability, I flew close to the ground up the mountain until I hit the road above us. I turned to my right, where the road curved over a bridge surrounded by trees. The trees created a sort of tunnel around the road. I hovered through this tunnel and on the other side, I heard a different stream. It sounded cold somehow, and I was happy to see some snow on the railings at the side of the road. I scooped it up with my hand, but it was all powdery, not good for a snowball. It actually felt more like fake snow. I kept taking samples, getting closer to the river, which was mostly frozen over. I kept getting powdery, fake-ish snow. I turned to the trees, and saw a clump of snow gathered in the branches. Powdery snow wouldn't clump like that, so I was hopeful for this patch. I scooped it up, and packed it into a nice snowball. Perfect. Now I turned back up to the road, and turned back to the direction I had come from. I flew back through the tunnel of trees, and then left back to the plaza. There were stone stairs downward. The fountain thing was to my right, and there was a stone tunnel ahead of me, where I saw all the kids leaving.

I called out, "HEY KIDS!" And Nathan and a few others turned right as I threw the snowball. They were looking at it like I had thrown an angry, venomous snake at them, not a simple snowball. They shrieked and some of them cried. Until they realized it was a snowball, and it missed them. It landed on the ground between Nathan and another kid, and powdered them all with snow, rolling along the ground with un-dampened velocity as far as I could see, leaving a line of snow where it rolled and showering the kids with snow as it passed.

The kids all started laughing and cheering, and said "THAT WAS AMAZING!!" And started playing in the snow.

I was pretty satisfied with that, and decided to just fly upwards until I lost the dream (I could already feel it was ending soon). I didn't make it very far before I woke up.

This lucid is from an afternoon nap on November 30th, 2014.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #257: The Word of Power

I’m participating in an extreme sport where I have to walk along a skinny white railing, then jump and rope-swing onto the surface of a yacht over and over again. The crowd goes crazy every time that I do this!

Oop, now I’m in a stone chamber below some kind of battle arena, dressed in a badass robotic exoskeleton. Apparently all of that was just training for an upcoming combat. There’s some other exoskeleton-clad guy here who looks like Kevin Durant, and I apparently believe he’s my partner. There’s a grimy mechanic here (an attractive, dark-haired woman in her late 30s) attaching a minigun to his suit.



Kevin Durant hoots with joy and sprays gunfire around the room, shouting about what a genius the mechanic is and how much ass he’s going to kick in the upcoming battle. The mechanic smiles in amusement and calmly walks out of the chamber. All of the action gets me all excited too and somehow it occurs to me that this is like a dream, bringing me into lucidity.

The presence of the Kevin Durant character fades and all I can think about is testing out this suit I’m wearing. I wonder whether it has a “bull charge” feature that lets me go charging forward to crash into stuff and whoooosh, there I go! I smash into one of the chamber’s stone walls. (The dream’s frame rate drops dramatically as I do this.) There’s a large button on the wall, and I throw a punch at it. Satisfyingly, it lights up when I hit it!

I go back and forth, crashing into the walls of the chamber until I’m pretty happy with this feature. At some point I notice a huge bearded guy (probably about 10 feet tall) standing in the middle of room in handcuffs, looking surly. I think that he’s supposed to be some kind of sparring partner, so I throw a completely guilt-free punch at him. It just taps him, though, and he doesn’t react beyond shifting his surly gaze to me.

I think that I need to focus my dream control more, and I remember how effective it’s been for me to vocalize my intention and sometimes even use profanity. “Yaaarrrggh!” I blubber, punching the giant in the ribs. It doesn’t feel very effective, though. I follow up with a kick to the upper thigh, loudly exclaiming...

Spoiler for Very crude language:

”Buttfuck!!”

as the kick lands. The strike feels really solid and forceful, and the giant grimaces before turning around and walking off. I immediately feel embarrassed that I’ll have to journal that this is how I improved my dream control and wish that I’d chosen a different word.

I start investigating whether there’s a way into the main arena, and as I approach a dusty upward ramp, the dream ends.

I'm pretty sure I got lucid somewhere in the beginning but I forgot it.


Dream 2

I was outside in a city and ran into some trouble. I think I tried to sing to battle my enemies but I got into some trouble. As i was flying or running away I met a bird or something and its name was Sensei.But I think we separated later on.

The next thing I recall is walking into a store with a guy and I asked the person to buy a doughnut for me. He said okay but than I changed my mind and took a doughy thing with raspberry inside. I regretted getting it afterward.

The chef than came out and another group of people and told us what he wanted for Christmas. Than we all started walking somewhere and people were talking about what they wanted. I felt kind of left out though. When we got downstairs I saw my brother's old friend.

There was a contest going on in the dark room and Selena Gomez was changing the skull every time someone answered. I payed attention to my brothers friend who started saying he wanted to find a girl who liked the same things he did and stuff. I told him I was interested and than he was like "really?"

Than a random guy came up to me and asked if i had the three trump cards he gave me. I said yeah but when I tried to pull it out a huge gray dirty pantie came out. I was embarrassed and said it wasn't mine but than the guy started telling my brothers friend that he shouldn't be interested in me. He than pointed to a baby with a jelly fish head and said he would turn out like the baby if he was with me.

After that the scene changed and I was watching a anime guy look into a mirror. Than himself in a mask but dressed like a pretty cure character came out and pulled him in.

First off, before I describe the lucid dream, I had no idea what ‘epiphany’ meant (though I did remember hearing it before). This word is not in my vocabulary. I immediately Google ‘epiphany’ upon waking and this was what I found:

Epiphany: Ancient Greek word. Enlightening realization allows a situation to be understood from a new and deeper perspective.

As part of my lucid dreaming regime I always drink one or two glasses of water before I go to bed, so that I have to wake during the night (yes the P word). I use the ‘Wake Back to Bed’ method so I can be consciously aware during my REM cycle as my body sleeps. This need to pee entered into a dream prior to my waking. I was at a ‘fancy pants’ hotel standing the conference room lobby area with a bunch of people. I had to go real bad, so I found the closest washroom. This was a private washroom, with a lock mechanism ¾’s of the way up the door. I locked the door. The bathroom had a large window facing the sidewalk, and a skylight facing the multi-storey brown brick hotel. It was very high-end, and very clean. There was a toilet and sink. I found it really weird that there were large windows in a washroom. My first thought was that the windows were mirrored, so people couldn’t see in. Any which way, I wasn’t taking a chance, so I decided to sit on the toilet instead of standing. Have you ever tried to pee during a dream? Well, you can’t (most of the time).

All of a sudden, I hear a man asking me a question. Holy crap, there’s a man sitting to the right of me, on another toilet! He had brown hair, brown eyes, and was wearing what looked like a Star Trek uniform. I said to him in a stern voice, “How did you get in here, I locked the door!” He jumped to his feet (I’m glad his pants weren’t down), he apologized, and then he walked towards the door to leave. I looked at the door, and realized the lock mechanism was gone for some reason. Well, this kind of stuff only happens in dreams. I instantly became lucid, and the clarity was perfect. DILD (Dream Induced Lucid Dream). Actually the dream clarity was perfect, even before I became lucid. I then said to dream figure, “Wait, stay! I’m aware!” He stopped and looked at me slightly surprised. He turned again to leave, and in a pleading voice I said, “No, wait, please stay, I’m aware! I want to talk to you!” He turned around and faced me, and his eyes momentarily went dark, and then they returned to brown. I was careful not to say I’m dreaming, or lucid, because that seems to mess with dream figures. He then sat on the toilet with his right leg over his left. His right elbow was on his right knee, and his right hand was up by his chin. He had this perplexed look, and then he said, “Interesting, an epiphany!” Then he asked me if I knew what epiphany meant, and I replied, "No, but I can look that up." I instantly woke, Googled ‘Epiphany’, and then recorded the experience in my dream journal. I didn’t want to wait until the morning to do this, because I would have forgotten 'epiphany' by then, since I never use it.

I just woke up from a lucid dream in which I think I was trying to escape from a mental institute... Anyway I felt like I was narrating everything I did which was fly into the sky and then came back down. I wish I would have stayed in the dream longer. Woke up feeling good.

Dream 1

I forgot.

Dream 2

I was in my house and had my hand in my parakeets cage. However, the cage had more parakeets in it and was smaller. My brothers friend came to me and told me I didn't know how to take care of my birds and that my hand was in the wrong place. I got mad at him and told him to mind his own business and that I do know how to take care of my birds.

He got scared after that and left. Somehow I felt like my hand was in the wrong spot and took it out. The next thing I remember is walking into a field of roses. There was a little girl and a fluffy thing trying to water a flower so it would grow. But it just wasn't growing big enough. I pulled out some purple roses and started walking to the race track I saw in the distance.

My family was watching a race but one of the car drivers lost control and almost ran over my brother. I ran to the car and tried to stop it from running over my brother. It was like the size of a child's battery powered car that they can ride in.When we stopped the car my sister told me to smash the car harder with my foot so I jumped on it and than stopped. The car was now starting to look like a girl.

My mom than pulled me away from the scene and walked me into a church. There was a lot of people around cleaning the chairs and stuff with bounty. I was sort of laughing at the idea of so many people cleaning chairs when suddenly a guy in the middle just shouted "shit!." I think he was trying to be a jokester and tried to make me feel bad at wanting to laugh but my mom said to ignore him and pulled me away.

My mom and I soon reached a building for kindergarten kids. We were inside and my mom asked a lady for a art drawing I did. After that my mom told me to wait for my drawing and left. The lady seemed to be taking a long time so I asked for the drawing myself. The lady said "Oh!" Than went to get it.

I than realized this made no sense and I didn't need to wait. But than a small tiny voice came out of no where and told me to draw red into it. It was a small round black figure floating in the air. I painted red in it with my finger than suddenly it grew a needle like mouth.

It thanked me and said the red was for the blood and that it was going to suck my blood now. I kicked it and tried to keep its big head from getting close to me. It was so annoying I almost felt like giving up but I didn't. I managed to make it really tiny and run. As I ran down the escalators and stairs the thing screamed that it was going to come after me, fly up my butt and implant a disease in me.

I ran out through a small moving door and pushed a girl out of the way. I than appeared in a supermarket and was in a really closed corner near a cash register. A dad called his daughter from behind me and asked his daughter why she always bought frozen hamburger foods. That they were unhealthy and were gonna make her thighs huge. She just said that she likes to eat them and than I woke up.


Dream 3

I was in my living room with my cousins,my brother's friends and my family. I went into the bathroom to shower and got in and out pretty quickly. But I couldn't find clothes. I told my cousin to pass me my clothes and she said okay but she had to do something first.

She walked into the bathroom than moved a picture on the wall. The picture was hiding a square hole where you could view the other room. I was confused but than realized i was dreaming.

I went to the living room and saw lots of people eating fancy food on a fancy table. I thought it was nice but than noticed a DC that looked familiar to another DC i saw in my other dream talking to another guy on a table. I patted him on the shoulder and told him I realized that this was a dream and he said "that's great! It's about time you realized."

When he turned around i could see that his eyes were a really bright light blue and that his hair was a bright yellow.Than the scene began to change and one of my cousins was now eating food at a table. Monsters with radio heads came to attack us out of no where so I fought them for practice.

Than the scene changed again and I was in a huge arcade like place packed with people. There was announcer asking who wanted to try a dream test and I said I would. He brought me to a room and told me to go inside because my opponent will shoot lots of bullets around.

I said no though cause I thought they were trying to deceive me. The guy got angry and told me "Fine! Do it your way than if you don't want to be barricaded." I than heard gun shots and a fat guy was shooting bullets through his finger.

I just used dream control to bend his finger though and than started beating him up. But than....his head came off when he was on the ground. "Was that supposed to happen!?" I asked. Than a guy next to me said not to worry cause his neck and head will grow back together.

Than I noticed another lady announcer asking who wanted to go in a test room to fight with a large version of a octopus and Ursula.I was hesitant at first but than volunteered. The announcer was happy and let me in the room.

As the crowd was cheering though I noticed my vision was fading and I was being pulled back by a green and white net. I jumped forward and could see now but the scenery was different. Ursula and the octopus were small and in a fish bowl.

I knocked them off the table than took a towel to dry them since they need water to live. Than stomped on them and broke them in half. Than they turned into a rose and I woke up.

From this dream I learned that I don't need to get so violent in some dreaming situations if my opponent appears to be bigger and badder than me. I just need to judge the situation better and use kinder attacks.

First thing i remember was speaking to DC. I spoke to him that i wanted to share a dream with this one person. I wanted to somehow send message trough a dream to certain person. I looked around and i was in this yard. I saw huge tower in front of me made out of building like temples,huts, japanese houses,skysrapers.....fused together in very messy way. It was like i was looking into mashed world of dreaming. It was really confusing and the clouds were all over the places. It just look like it was place beyond time and reality. That there was just all sorts of thing. The place beyond the tower and the yard was just blue sky covered by clouds all over the place. The weird thing though was when i flew around the place it had four invisible walls. I flew below,over,up,left ,right the tower until i hit invisible wall in all directions. I could see just endless sky trough these walls and this wasnt the first time i was in a dream like this.

In the other dream i became lucid and i created portal. I jumped into the portal where i appeared at this weird place were me and thousands of other people where were pulled by gravity to different direction. The place was colored by orange sun light and which painted the clouds there beautifully. As i was pulled by gravity to different direction ended up this path were i had normal gravity and could walk. Everything beyond that path was covered by clouds. As i looked up it was painted by clouds and orange sunlight. I just saw clouds and orange sky everywere i looked and there was on thi one path to follow. There were many people walking in this path. I asked one of them were i was he didnt know and said maybe heaven. I said to myself that im just dreaming and flew outside of this path and i was hit by gravity and i dropped down beyond the clouds and entered this dimension. It was same as the previous place it was covered by the orange sky in every direction i looked. I noticed that there was no gravity there and i was alone there. There were all sorts of object in the air all over the place.
I flew around and grapped this towel and tried to move it. It sretched really far and as i let go it snapped back to its original form and stayed compeletly still without any effect at all. I flew around and i saw huge skate ramp, weird objectss like toilet paper to rocks, clothing,small parts of land and things i didnt reconize. I flew around until i hit this invisible wall. I wondered why i couldnt go trough it even though i was lucid so i began to fly to other directions. Same thing there were wall every single direction. I tried to get out but i couldnt this place was without gravity and objects all over the place and all over the world just staying still in the air. When i tried to move the objects they just scretched and snapped back to its original form and place. I flew to the huge skate ramp and landed there. I began wonder should i wake up. I just thought it was even too weird for a dream so i just snapped myself back to awake.

#386 - DILD? - 5:48AM (2 of 2)

I had slight wakefulness but was really focused on WILD. I must have failed due to how long it was between dreams. However, it did feel like a WILD, but I am not sure what really happened. Either way a lucid is a lucid.

I am in my house and I head straight out the front door and recall my goal to fly into orbit. It is raining. The smell of it is vivid. I notice I don't feel the rain and discover that I am wearing a hoodie with the hood up. I take it down wanting to feel the wet precipitation on my face but there is no sensation. Oh well, on with the task. I jump hard while doing a mighty force push against the ground. This effortlessly propels me fast into the sky while I look down. The ground drops away, then dark clouds, then atmosphere. I get a brief glimpse of the Earth before the dream crashes.

Everything gets darker and super unstable. I put my hands out trying to focus on seeing the Earth from orbit, but I realize that I am back in my yard. Before me I see a large circle of red light with a ring around it. I notice someone getting in the car in the driveway in my peripheral vision but choose to ignore this. I focus on making the laser light show become a realistic representation of Earth but the dream quickly fades away.

#385 - DEILD - 4:21AM (1 of 2)

A couple shots of vodka just before bed for a little REM suppressant. I went to bed around 10:30PM and awoke naturally at 2:00AM from a super vivid dream. It was a little early for my WBTB but I went ahead and got up for about 45min with 8mg Galantamine and 400mg Choline. I downed the pills with a glass of home-brew Kombucha, then got got on Facebook for awhile.

I having failed a WILD, found myself waking from this dream:

I am about to go to sleep on the asphalt in a parking lot. I have my pillow and a huge comfy comforter. My wife is next to me already passed out. I have been talking to a work buddy on Facebook and decide to make a final comment then lay down. When I put my phone down I see him and his mom some feet away in their own pallets. His mom keeps making snide comments and says something about my top hat. I look over and see one next to me. It looks a lot like the one in "Frosty The Snowman". I tell her its just a top hat and not to worry about it. I lay down and flip them the bird with my eyes closed and smile. Then I get really hot and notice that I have a long black overcoat on. I take it off to reveal a while dress shirt. It takes effort but I mange to strip down enough to feel comfortable and go to sleep.

I wake partially and go into DEILD. I feel vibrations right away and let my self lucidly slip under. I feel real excitement with a racing heart and it takes a moment to calm down. Then I blindly make my way out the front door. As I feel the cool air hit me, I hear a loud sucking noise and am pulled back into my body. I am not sure if it is my physical body or dream body but I gasp for air as if I have been holding for a long time.

I wait a few seconds in the vibes and then get up again. This time I see misty swirling visuals as a dream forms in front of me. This gives a really cool effect as a copy of myself forms before me. Its a little odd but the dream is still really unstable so I grab my doubles arm and talk to him. This quickly fades as I am sucked back once again.

I realize its always my habit to rush this transitional stage so I decide to relax and just be mindfully in the moment. I enjoy multiple body sensations like weightlessness and vertigo. I begin to sing some old song. I am not sure of the name or even if the lyrics are right. "I-I-I-I-I... Get that feeling." (What's that song?) I have that moment where I wonder if I am singing out loud and I swear I think I feel my wife turn a bit in bed. I decide not to be put off by it and sing the line again though, it is noticeably softer.

Next, I use the feeling of weightlessness and start imagining flying. The feeling is real and I think I have a moment where I open my eyes and see a huge puffy cloud above my bed. After I awhile I feel like I am falling and blindly pull a parachute cord. There is a noticeable jerk as the air fills the chute and I glide softly down. I get a visual of ground below me then I land in a version of my bathroom. I immediately recall my lucid dare to find a story in the dream. I decided beforehand to either call someone to ask and listen, or find a TV and watch. I decide to look for my phone.

The bathroom is full of all kinds of junk like a tornado had hit my house. There were clothes and debris everywhere as well as all sort of cosmetic and toiletry items around the sink. As I search around it, I say out loud, "Where is my cell phone?" I have a thought to blind summon but for some reason it feels silly since I 'just woke up'. I see something under an empty Q-tip container; It's my phone, but when I reach for it I push it off into the floor. When I bend over, I feel air on my asshole like I like I am completely naked. Shocked, this causes me to pause and look in the mirror. I see a blurry and vibrating reflection in the mirror. As far as I can tell I am shirtless and probably naked with worried look on my face. The effect of the reflection feels unstable so I look away back on task. It's probably best not to worry about this anyway.

The phone screen is super dim, but I blindly tap random spots on the screen anyway, knowing it really doesn't matter. Its the object in my hand that is extending this form or dream control and giving me a mental boost. I put the phone to my ear expectantly and hear a ring then an answer. I try talking to the man the other end but it just sounds like I have tapped into someone's phone conversation. The dream blacks out here and I worry that I am going to have to start over. Luckily, the sensation of the phone to my ear is still very vivid so I just continue on in the darkness. I try to interrupt but they don't seem to hear me and I can't tell what they are saying. I stay persistent and finally get through to a very redneck sounding man. When, I finally understand the man, I find myself in some sort of auto mechanic shop full of colorful hydraulic lifts and tools. I walk around messing with items and flying around the shop as I talk on the phone.

Me: Hello?
Man: Who is this? Hello?
Me: Yes. It's me. Will you please tell me a story?
Man: Huh? Hello?
Me: I just really want you to tell me a short story. Please?
Man: Well OK...
Me: Yeah, go ahead.
Man: When I worked at the mill down by your place with the number one wire...
Me: Yes, go ahead.
Man: ...there was a sawed-off coffee maroon.
Me: Ok wait. (I am trying to make sense of this as well as remember) You worked at the mill down by my place with number one wire and there was a sawed-off....coffee...ma-ROON?
Man: Yes. That's right.
Me: Then what?
Man: George was like, 'What the fuck?'
I can take it any more I begin to laugh out loud at this. I notice my laugh sounds really different and I cut it off short.
Me: Dude that's really hilarious. You didn't ask George what his deal was?
Man: Yeah! That's what I did!

I was going to probe on but I suddenly wake up.

Early evening of November 30, 2014. Sunday.



Ever since I was young, I learned how certain recorded affirmations in a loop (and altered in particular ways, which must be done correctly but would take hundreds of pages to clarify) - and at a fairly low volume using headphones - placed me into altered states fairly quickly (sometimes within less than three minutes or so). This is more effective with at least two different “streams” in two different locations of the stereo field (although one stream can be centered or monophonic). I never needed anything else and in fact, had been able to duplicate any kind of perceptual state without any drug or commercial product (which seems moot as dreaming is already a totally natural function anyway, but which is greatly enhanced through education, sharpening the mind, and real-life experience).

Sometimes there are drawbacks, but fairly inconsequential. This one was the “falling back into myself” event. This was caused by the fact that the sequence was only 22 minutes long and stopped suddenly, causing me to shift consciousness too rapidly (I did not intend to fully shift into this other state but sometimes it cannot be helped as it is often automatic at one point even if I am otherwise fully awake up until then). I had fallen into a deep altered state while sitting up in a chair (head slightly tilted to the right) and this is the second time it had happened recently with the “falling” event. It was so vivid and intense, I was nauseous for several minutes (much like car sickness but a bit more powerful), but then in a more focused clarity at this later stage.

Entering this other “realm” or mental location, whatever it is, had always been (for over forty years) preceded by the exact same “imaginary” sound pulsing. This is always the sound of what seems like a small stone falling into a shallow amount of water, but with various frequencies over time, and in differently oriented areas of my perception, and similar audio effects, which are mostly fluid-like. (However, there are sometimes stages where it sounds similar to someone flicking the tab on an empty soda can.)

Falling sensations “from greater heights” (seemingly) during actual normal sleeping times has been very rare for me over the last twenty years or so (other than when I deliberately do certain flying maneuvers).

During the session as I was otherwise reading here and there and looking at a couple web sites, I started to realize I was shifting and thought it might be a good idea to lie down, as I do not really like sleeping or being in a trance in an upright position when I do not have head support. I started to become aware of vague sketchy patterns - somewhat comic-strip-like, but then seemed to be very aware of a girl (wearing blue jean shorts) walking over to me and placing glasses with lighter blue lenses on my face - not only did I see this, I also felt a change in my awareness once the glasses were over my eyes. After this, I am trying to focus. I am quite aware of the imaginary sound pulsing, which at times, seems to have audio “tendrils” emerging from the stone-into-water effect coming out into intricate higher frequencies in an almost ecstatic way, almost musical (bordering on the nuances of an intricate chime effect). Another typical sound in this state is a sound somewhat like the single shuffle of a bird’s wing, which sometimes seems to cross over through either ear.

Eventually, after being who-knows-where for about twenty minutes, I find myself suddenly fully conscious “too quickly” and falling rapidly into myself (from a seemingly great distance) and am aware that all sound (both real and imaginary) has completely stopped. The nausea is a bit much but short-lasting and inconsequential.