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Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #252: The Struggling Artist

I’m power-walking up a hill with Mom, describing a dream from earlier in the night where she’d had me take her to a spooky house to ghost-hunt. “That’s just over the hill!” she says, and as she walks up ahead, I become lucid.

She speeds away over the hill, which now looks oddly vertical and impassable. When I follow the line of the hill all the way up, I see a ceiling, and realize that I’m now indoors. It looks very much like my childhood home. I remember my intent to try bonus Task of the Month (play an instrument that doesn’t exist in waking life) with Dreamer, so I attempt a summon, saying something about how now we’re going to do the concert that we talked about. I also dimly recall that Dreamer is actually playing music right now in waking life. (True!)

I try a few different varieties of summon, first assuming she’s there, then reaching my hand behind my back, and finally the old “spin around, there you are!” Each time, I get a flicker of presence but I’m just not able to properly finish the summon. I wander into a version of my parents’ bedroom and I see Dad snoozing on his right side. Through the window I see that it’s morning outside.

I still want to try playing a dream instrument, so I hook my right pinky and left thumb together to form a pantomime trumpet. I blast a few notes into this “trumpet” and it sounds like very realistic but very, very poor trumpet-playing. I’m pleased that I made some dream music this way, but I still don’t consider this to be the success that I was going for.

I walk past my blissfully snoring dad to the window and start phasing through. I briefly get hung up on the mini-blinds but after a moment of calming down, I’m all the way through. I drift down to the ground (for some reason I’m on the second floor, unlike waking life where this room would be on the ground floor.) I again attempt to summon Dreamer, by imagining that she’s behind me. It doesn’t work, and I spin around for a few more of these attempts before deciding to focus on the instrument for a bit.

I hover on my back for a while, looking up at the reddish early morning sky, imagining that the dream instrument will take shape in my hands. I feel a sensation like bubbles pressing gently against my fingers, but I can’t seem to turn this into anything musical. I descend back to the ground, coming back to my feet again. There’s a pine tree here like when I was a kid, and I grab a hunk of bark off of the tree in frustration and stuff it in my mouth to gnaw on it. It tastes about like you’d expect, and I blow the chunks of bark out of my mouth in a big, satisfying spray. I’m not sure what to do now and I move half-heartedly toward the deck as the dream ends.

I am officially an idiot XD

I woke up and went about my morning routine. ..until I tried to turn on a light switch and nothing happened. At first I thought the light bulb had died, or the electricity, but then it struck me: switches don't work in dreams!! So I did a reality check: dropping to the floor like a plank. Usually I can make myself float like that. Not this time, though. So I tried the light switch again, still nothing.

I looked out of the window, and saw the view from my dorm room.. ..where I used to live 10 years ago. But of course, I just went "oh ok." and woke up for real.

Psh.

I had an extra hour this morning since my college's convocation was cancelled today, so what better thing to do than take a nap.

I woke up in my house. I knew instantly I was dreaming, since I woke up in the guest bedroom. I had already decided before I fell asleep that I wanted to do the blood TOTM, and preferably with dragon blood that would transform me into a dragon. I exit the room and head for the stairs. My mom is in front of me saying something that I don't remember. I think of sucking her blood instead, but I decide against it, as that would be creepy. I start to follow her to the kitchen, but the kitchen wasn't there, and instead I found myself in the bathroom. On the counter were what seemed like hundreds of little bottles of all different shapes, sizes, and colors.


I found myself smack dab in the middle of a Macy's perfume department, basically.

I try to find one that looks like it's blood of some kind, but nothing stands out to me. I can't even find one that was red. Okay, let's just try to make it appear. I start to visualize the bottle, from the bottom up. As I imagine the glass pattern and red liquid, I realize the bottle I'm envisioning is right in front of me. How convenient. I pick it up, but as I shake it, the red liquid slowly turns to blue. Neat. The top, which I hadn't visualized yet, was a cheap plastic trigger-spray thing. I open wide and spray a couple times into my mouth. It tastes metallic, exactly like blood. I keep spraying until I feel like I've ingested enough. Okay, so now to just let the dragon blood do its magic. Within a few seconds, my arms start twitching, and then shaking, and then convulsing. My back tenses up, and I feel something churning inside my stomach.


Kind of like the last time I ate Taco Bell.

I start to lose vision in my right eye, and then my left. The scene goes completely dark, and soon the convulsions stop, and there's a deafening silence. A few seconds pass. Suddenly, the scene reappears. I look in the mirror, and notice my snazzy new wings behind my back. They kind of looked like Charizard wings, but were more flesh-colored. Cool, it worked! I was honestly excited, as I haven't had any transformation work for me even that much. I try to decide where to take these babies for a spin, but I quickly wake up from excitement.

I don't remember if this was a false or real awakening, but I lost lucidity. Still, I had a pretty amazing non-lucid at this point. Beware, it's pretty random at times, with lots of changes happening really fast, but it gets really good at the end. Just a glimpse into my ADD, I guess.

I was at a waterpark with some friends. I went down this slide into this small pool at the bottom. I get out and stand a ways away, as another girl comes down the slide. She kind of stays in the pool for a while, as she's waiting for a friend to come down. I look over to the left to see an old lady in her 90's on a motorcycle. She's at the top of this dirt ramp a distance away, and closer to me was another halfpipe. At the sound of a horn, she takes off down the ramp and heads toward the halfpipe. Unfortunately, she crashes, but the motorcycle continues, shooting wildly off the ramp and careening into the pool next to it, where the girl still is waiting. It lands right on top of her, and she goes under the water a bit. Her head comes back up, but the water starts to turn red with blood. She doesn't have much of an expression on her face, but I know instantly that her legs have been severed off. I wave for someone to come help. Paramedics soon rush in. I see my friends on the other side of the pool. I walk over them, and one of my friends says that we need to pray for the girl that just got hurt. I agree, but I first need to put away the towel that I (suddenly) have in my hands.

We are now on some kind of yacht. My friends are gathered around the kitchen table to pray, and I head to the sink to wring out my towel. I turn around to find I am now on a much smaller boat, and my friends are now tied up and sitting on a different boat. I run over to the edge to get a better look, and see this evil blonde lady standing on the other boat. She laughs maniacally at me.


I originally thought it was some lady from my church, but now that I've googled "evil blonde lady", frick, I think it was Ann Coulter. This expression and everything.

"I'm afraid I can't have you following me."

She points behind me. I turn to see a Heavy from Team Fortress 2 dumping a bunch of gasoline into the bottom of my boat. The gasoline quickly comes up to my chest, at which point he steps out of the boat onto the dock. I remain cool and calm, as I know that "I've played this level of the game before." I walk to the back of the boat to a small white button that reads "Press here to exit." I click it, and the gasoline starts to drain. Well that was easy. I turn to my side to see the other boat speeding off into the distance. "Oh no you don't!" I jump into the driver's seat and give chase. We drive off the lake, down a river, and through the sewers. Meanwhile, the boat appears to get smaller and smaller, until it's about the size of a go-cart, just barely getting around my body. Still, it keeps me afloat, and apparently can fly, as I find out as I drive up a ladder in the sewers. It looks like I am in Counter-Strike, climbing the ladder while carrying the boat in front of me. I drive the boat until I come to a massive room that looks like a level from Portal. I walk down a hallway to my right.

I don't remember at what point he joined me, but my buddy Mike was now with me. We walked through a couple dark office rooms that looked like they were abandoned.


This is not Portal as far as I know, but it looks pretty dang close to my dream.

"So, why are all these rooms dismantled?" Mike asks.
"Oh, I cut the power to these rooms in an earlier level, so nothing in here works. It was optional, but it makes this part a heck of a lot easier."

We come to another large Portal-like room. Lasers line the far walls, stretching diagonally at different heights. About fifty feet up is a small room surrounded by glass with the exit inside. There was a hole in the glass, and the wall on the other side was portalable, so it was a really simple solution. As I'm about to portal up, I hear footsteps around the corner. "Shoot, we gotta hide." We duck in a small recessed area in the darkness. The footsteps get closer and closer, until I'm certain we're going to be killed. Suddenly, I hear a quiet voice whisper,

"Move closer, I can't talk very loud. If she knows I'm here, she'll kill me."

I look up to see my friend Matt, who looks like he's turned into a half-man half-machine cyborg. There's wires running off of him connecting to different places on his body. I somehow know that he was on the boat that was kidnapped, and that he has been forced to work for the evil lady as her slave. He hands me a strange device.


This is a barcode scanner. It's also apparently a futuristic flash drive of sorts.

"I don't have much time to explain. She's set the facility to self-destruct in a few minutes, with all of us trapped inside. I've downloaded my conscience onto this drive. If you can connect it to the mainframe, I can override the explosion and get us out of here."
I continue to stare at the device, somewhat confused as to what all is happening.
"One last thing. If you are caught and capture, be sure to know four things. One, I was never here. Two, we do not know each other. Three, I am not American. And four..." He pauses for a moment, and a single tear runs down his face. "I always loved you."

I embrace him for a hug, tears streaming down my face. "Thanks for everything, Matt. I'll never forget you." He turns and walks down the hallway we just came through, and Mike and I head towards a different exit at the floor level. We enter in what looks like a break room. It's dark, but I can still make out some things. I walk into the closet, and find all of my friends still tied up. Mike and I start untying them and tell them to stay quiet and hidden. Meanwhile, I look for some kind of computer or power box connected to the mainframe. Then, there's a noise.

I turn around to see the evil lady walk into the room with a mug in her hand. She turns on the lights, looks up, and freezes. My friends and I all stare with a deer-in-headlights look. She quickly turns and presses the emergency button on the wall. The lights turn red, and I hear a computerized voice.

"EMERGENCY! Intruder detected. Self-destruct initiated."

She then rushes me. I grab the first thing I can find, a plastic fork on the counter. I stab her in the side, but the prongs of the fork break off and do no damage. She immediately retaliates and stabs me in the side. I flinch, expecting pain, but realize nothing happened. She pulls back her arm, and in her hand is another plastic fork with broken prongs. Looks like she had the same idea. She pauses for a second, and then humorously remarks,

"We just had to get the cheap forks, didn't we?"

She throws the fork over her shoulder and runs out the door. Meanwhile, a few guards rush in the other door and start firing. I duck behind an overturned table. The sprinklers overhead start spraying, until it's absolute chaos everywhere. So this is where it ends, I guess. I look to my side to see a very out-of-place port in the wall that fits Matt's drive perfectly. It's quite a ways away, and would be practically suicide to try to get to it. A voice comes over the intercom.

"Explosion imminent. Evacuate the facilities. Destruction in 30 seconds."

Yep, this is where it ends. No time to waste. I dart out from behind the table and dive for more cover, slowly inching my way towards the port.

"Destruction in 15 seconds."

I try to decide my next move. The port is still a good 30 feet away. I try to take into account the location of the guards, the positions of Mike and the rest of my friends, the odds that the sprinklers would give me just enough cover to make it.

"Destruction in 10 seconds."

Nope, I should probably just go! I pull out the drive and dart towards the port. Everything moves in slow motion. I can see the bullets moving towards me in bullet time. I can see my friends looking on in disbelief. I can see each drop of water pouring from the sprinklers overhead. Just a few more feet. I stretch the drive out in front of me. Time slows to a stop. Until suddenly, I wake up.


I know, random WWE wrestler, I felt the same way.

I am in third person point of view seeing a man help out someone who is homeless. The home owner ask him does he need a shower? The homeless man says yes but has no towels and says how ridiculous is that? The home owner tells the guy not to worry, he'll give him one of his. They both enter the apartment and as the man search for towels in his dresser. He turns around to find the man holding him at gun point. The home owner begins to ask what's going on and why is he doing this? But the homeless man was speechless and pointed the gun to a spot he wanted the guy to be. The man tried to run out for help but there was a 2nd accomplice and was rather big. He pushes the man forces him down on the bed by holding his neck. While the guy with the gun starts taking most of his things. The scene changes and I once again appear in third person point of view. I see one of my favorite characters fight against heihachi from tekken in wrestling match. It was fast pace and fun to see but later on both tekken characters turn in to huge round moons that have a smiley face on them. I look at them as they bounce around trying to synch with one another. Eventually their timing got closer and closer till they bounce at the same time and became one. That is when I have an FA and recalled my dream and said I remember my dream clearly but unfortunately did not become lucid. I then got up and tried to turn the lights on but they will not come on. I tried again yet it all failed. I heard someone inside the kitchen and as I begin to peek my head through the wall to see the kitchen. This glow, all of a sudden appear and blinded my focus a little. I step back and heard my voice screaming. That's when I feel this sensation again which made me become lucid. My mouth was forced open and mimic the scream as well. That's when I began to think I know it's a dream but I hardly have any control. That's when the force threw me quickly out of the house and then quickly out of the dream. I could still hear the pulsing passing back and forth. I had an idea that if I don't think of anything or make myself completely blank I can get out of this. That's when everything went black and soon after that tingly pulsing went away to. All I could feel was cold and as if my head was some what shut down. That's when the tingly sound return and a dream scene return and I was place an unknown house. It was night , I was already lucid on a and had the same strong feeling that I was unable to wake up. Quickly before I had the chance to get up from the bed I begin to feel a lot of pain on my chest and legs. Felt like someone holding you from side to side while trying to squeeze you till your bones crack. I begin shouting in pain and woke up. Lucidity Time: 1 minute

Hi DreamViews people! I think it's finally all coming together now! The lack of recall, the lack of lucids, all-day tiredness, random dozing off...I've self-diagnosed myself with narcolepsy. I've done some online studying and all signs are pointing towards that. Basically what narcolepsy does is it starts the REM cycle at the start of sleep rather than in the later hours of the night. This is definitely a huge factor in my lack of recall and lucids, and so I finally understand why I haven't been very successful. All that aside however, I had my third lucid this month last night. Seems like a little extra effort is doing wonders. I don't recall much other than walking around and doing the backwards falling method to make the dream clearer. It worked, but I don't recall too much from the dream.

I was really tired this morning, and I had nothing to do in class, so I decided to try something out.
My goal was to have a lucid dream in the same class as I was sleeping in (could've been fun ), I didn't get achieve that goal but considering the fact that I absolutely suck at WILDing I'm, preety happy

Lucidity:8/10
Control: ?
Vivacity: 6/10

I'm falling asleep with my head in between my arms, I'm starting a weak lucid daydream about a new dream control technique that I've come up with to replace kamehamehas (they just don't work for me). As I fall more deeply asleep, the daydream progressively becomes more and more vivid, until it eventually becomes a somewhat stable dream. I lost my lucidity during the transfer. I'm looking in the mirror in my bathroom with a small, black energy sphere with small lighting bolts dancing around it.
I have one of these drunken dream thought: If I was in a dream(I meant daydream) now, I'd wake up like "wooooosh"
And then I realize that I'm actually sitting at my desk, sleeping. I feel the dream becoming very unstable, and before I can stabilize the dream, I wake up with that sound effect from earlier... "Woooooooosh."

10.27.14

Last night bed 10:30 - 5am

Wanted to do WBTB, but realized it's still dark out and I don't wannu WILD in the dark. But I woke up with some serious cramps that kept me awake for an hour. So at 6 I decided to take:

1x4 mgGM
1x300 mg alpha GPC
1x300 mg choline

Had to get up at 6:45 to potty. And had to kick off my cat 3-4 times from the bed, walking all over me : (

By the time I had to go potty I felt I was very close and soon after I got back to bed I got to that state of mind very soon again. I hear my watch beep at 7 and I get lucid minutes after. I wake up from it all at 8am and write it down.

So it was a 30-45 min event, if not longer.

I didn't feel any transitions, any bubbling or coldness in the top back of my head as usually. No HH, no sensations, no NOTHING.

I kept concentrating on my black eyelids and saw just fog swirling, what happens at the very beginning and it normally doesn't end in a lucid for me. So I was thinking nothing will happen this time either. But I also knew that it will.

I heard my cat and I imagined how it would be to hear HH and I may have heard my name being called, but I was so close to falling asleep, I'm not sure.

I felt the slightest sensation of moving forward (I was more sitting than laying down with comforter and 2 pillows behind my back) so I rejoiced and pushed myself backwards and it worked!

1.
I realized I can see my room (not my real room IWL). I was like "finally I'm lucid". I had pyjamas on (I don't wear any in WL). Flanel, beige colored with some print. Top was unbuttoned. I almost got up, but thought that I should check "down there". Since ophelia often talks about her parts, I wanted to know myself. I rolled my pyjama bottoms down. I saw nice flat tummy and lady's parts. I looked at them thoroughly, thinking "daum, I look awesome". Was shaved, but with like a 5'clock shadow, lol. Everything looked as it should, and better.

2.
There is no transition between LDs at all, just one long event.

I'm walking down the street. It's very wide, not many cars, and sidewalk is almost empty of people as well. It's evening, and it's like suburbs, not in the city. No houses either.

There is a very colorful huge billboard on the left side ahead, with sea life on it. A sea turtle and 2 other animals and some text. It's so colorful, sharp and detailed.

A georgeous blond duude runs by me and he wants me to follow him. He needs help. As we are walking, I'm telling myself not to be stupid and waste it on sex. I'm not in a mood for sex anyway. But he is so damn hot. I'm not into blonds, but he IS HOT. So I ask him if he wants to do it. He doesn't. I should have taken my hint, but now the liftoff sequence had been initiated and there is not steping back. I lose lucidity somewhere here. But I continue with the fantasy.

3.
No transition again. After I realized the previous LD is over, I think to myself "ok I'll just wait here for the next one" only to realize "wait a minute, I'm still dreaming, I'm lucid wooo".

I'm on top of the hill. It has dry bushes growing on it and it's almost straight down. I don't think twice and I launch myself down head first. I fly at breakneck speed. It's so awesome. I can feel the tingles in my stomach, like on a rollercoaster. Only much stronger, almost unbearably strong.

I see some hot air balloons being launched to my right, on some kind of a very large flat part of a mountain slope. I decide to try if I can steer and I turn slightly to the right and I'm flying towards them now.

4.
They are looking for girls for some favor. They assure us nothing is going on, like porn or anything. It's suspicious anyway, but I trust them. Then there is this long part that's kinda foggy, but sex is involved.


I made a decision between LDs that I'm not going to retell them in my mind during transitions to remember them better. I didn't really care to remember them this time. Just happy that my dry spell is over.

Veery strange. What I remember is being in a huge flat, very high ceilings, and there stood a maybe three/four meter big faun about. He didn't do something at first, was just there, like a huge devil, but in brown and not making an evil impression at all. Rather like being some sort of prehistoric faun, megalo-faun or something.
Huge brown-furred legs...

I asked a woman, what he would be doing there and she said, he belongs to the story, we would be filming. Instantly I was also in the know, ah - riight - that faun from the story. Meanwhile I was only surprised, why it would be in this specific scene, where I thought he wouldn't be. Instant explanation from her: yeah - but the audience loves him, we put in more material with him.

Some this and that and then the faun suddenly comes up to me, and grabs me, and seems to want to take a closer look at me, lifts me up into the air, and I get really afraid all of a sudden, and loose optics, and then I get lucid.

I guess it was fear, what had eradicated all optics - I just hung in the void. Tried all the pretty tips for optics, wipe my eyes, pretend to take a hood away and put glasses on - nope. Woke up from that.

Shame I hadn't really prepared myself for a DEILD re-entry - might have worked nicely...

1. [Lucid] [WILD]
I rotated slowly during my transition, I was scared though when I opened my eyes because it was dark so I grabbed my blanket with both hands and pulled it over my head, then I wished to be teleported to Narnia, I teleported into another room, I'm in a bed with the blanket still over my head so I lower it and I see I'm in a nice and bright non scary room, I then sit up with my legs over the edge of the bed, I put my feet on the ground and almost stood up, my knees were wobbly, then I woke because I thought about my real body.

2. [Non-Lucid] [Lucid] [DILD]
I was sitting across from this naked woman and she had the nicest boobs, I asked if can I touch her boobs, so she put a boob on a plate and gave it to me, I played with it anyway but it wasn't 1 of her boobs :/

3. [Non-Lucid] [Lucid] [DILD]
I'm laying in bed under the blanket playing with my long hair, wrapping it around my finger, then I lift up the blanket and my old dog Sam is stood there looking at something behind me, this freaks me out and scares me, then I notice my mum stood at the door leaning on the wall, I woke up.

Wake up from NLD consciously, decide to DEILD. Feel body begin to roll over, but feel like I am losing consciousness as well. Fight a bit to stay lucid. Some dream imagery--bright colors--but can't remember upon wakening.Lose consciousness, then FA in bedroom. Nose pinch. Meh, can sort of breathe. Probably a dream. I get up and walk to the bedroom door. There is an envelope stuck in the door. I take it and walk into the living room. It is dark. I now remember that my wife in WL has already woken up, and so it should not be dark in living room. Definitely a dream. I find a stream of light from a window and open the envelope. A check stub for $5,004 and a ticket stub that reads JANE MOSHER BUDDHA. Cool. Cats are meowing at me but I ignore them sorry kitties.

My front door has five door handles and is also made of glass. I open the handle in the middle and push the middle section out. It occurs to me that I could phase, but I don't really care enough Outside, the sky is slanted oddly, and reminds me of a hallucination I had as a child. Weird! It is early morning out, and I magically have a grassy backyard with trees in it (and not a dirty street, as it is in WL). What did I want to do? I know I wanted to fly into space, but, eh, not now. What else? Oh yeah, TotM! I look around and see a pumpkin on the grass. Neat. I walk over to it, and realize it is mostly collapsed in on itself and is rotten. Easier to get inside! I begin digging through the black, rotten innards. At first, seems like nothing in there. But I think, Come on, pumpkin! I know you've got something! And there was something! It was a d4:


It is blue and cream swirled. Nothing super special, but still kind of cool. I look at it for a moment, then carefully place it on the patio (part of me wants to say I place it on top of an 8-ball? Not sure how that makes sense!). I then remember I want to transform into a tree. I find a big oak in the grass (there are some others in the dirt but I want to walk on the grass ). I place my hand on the trunk and begin trying to fuse with it. My hand and arm are changing color to match the trunk when I wake up.

First thing's first: Yay! Two lucids within a week of each other!

So I dreamt I was wandering around an urban area by myself. I had just come from somewhere in some buidling(I forget what I was there for). I began walking towards the road, when I spotted my friend. She waved at me and smiled as she walked towards a blue car waiting for her. She got into the nice-looking car and shut the door. I then randomly became lucid, and I felt like doing something with her. I approached the car as it began to drive away very slowly, and I grabbed onto the spoiler of the car. I pulled back, and the car came to a stop and slid to the right. The girl got out, and we walked together for a bit, but my intentions with her were thrawrted as I awoke.

I was at a community club event. I knew I was dreaming (not sure why). Usually I take off and fly and try to take full advantage of the situation, but this time I decided to keep quiet, observe, interact, and use no super powers. As a note, this lucid dream lasted about 15 minutes, and was very stable and clear. No stabilization was needed. It’s definitely one of my longest lucid dreams.

The community club was full of people, at least 100. I moved through the crowd of people, saying, “Hi!”, and “Excuse me.” People really didn’t notice me. I was scanning the crowd seeing dream characters interact, hearing conversations, and there was chatter everywhere. I could see people appearing instantly out of nowhere. I noticed characters here and there yawning and getting tired. The sleepy characters would stop interacting, would lie down, or vanish, or sink through the floor. Aside from dream characters appearing and disappearing, it was unbelievable just how real the experience seemed!

I came upon this young girl in her early twenties, very pretty, and she reminded me of my daughter. I decided to talk to her. I asked her name, and she replied (I forget her name). I introduced myself. She smiled, and we started talking casually, as we strolled around the crowd. She seemed to like hanging out with me. She then yawned, and she started to disappear. I asked her to stay, and to keep talking to me. I coaxed her along, and she was back again interacting. We headed over to the corner of the community club, by the tables. I asked her if she would like to sit down. She nodded and sat at the end of the table, and I sat opposite to her. There were several gray haired older women sitting at the table. One of the ladies said hi to me, and used my name! I thought how does she know my name?

After about 10 minutes I thought it was about time to blow my lucidity cover up, so I told the young girl I was dreaming. She looked at me and seemed very confused by what I was saying. I asked her where she lived, and she said from Queens, New York, off Hwy??, near the exit ramp. I asked her for her phone number, and she gave me a mixture of letters and numbers. I told her to try again, and she said the same numbers and letters again. The older ladies around the table suddenly started looking bit up tight, and I could see a glowing orange light behind me.

I looked around, and there was this man in a black suit jacket trying to tie me up to a metal post with a glowing strap. I stood and backed away from him, and I said, “It’s all okay, everything is okay, and I’m leaving.” He seemed to be fine with this and he walked away. I decided to follow him and ask him why he was trying to tie me up. He stopped, looked at me, and then I asked him. He told me, “You’re not following the rules.” Suddenly a porcelain black cat appeared on the ground beside me. I could see the cat’s eyes moving. Btw, black cats are my dream sign, and often tell me when I’m dreaming. The man in the black suit, pointed at the black cat and said in a harsh voice, “And why does that thing keep appearing?” I felt like telling him, “Because that’s my dream sign stupid!” I bent down and picked up the cat carefully into my arms, and petted it. The porcelain cat became this perfect golden eyed, black cat. We walked away from the man in the black suit. I always give this black cat a lot of affection in my dreams. The cat started to lick my face and lean into my chest. I then woke up and immediately recorded my Lucid dream.

No supps

DILD: The (forgotten) storyline continues and I plan to be back to this? place and hire a floating bed to do so. It's a beach environment though it later flows into a more canyon like place. I look at the guy to let him know I'm taking one of his beds also expecting to pay but he ignores me, decide for a really small one and then start to maneuver in the water. The place changes a bit, but I kind of assume to have just passed the desired location while I keep trying to navigate on the mini wooden bed as large waves hit me and take me deeper into the sea. I manage to move more towards the coast where it changes to a canyon like place. The colors are really bright and pleasant during the entire time and now it's like a canyon during an autumn afternoon.

My awareness goes up and I recall the bonus task: create a new song on an instrument that doesn't exist in waking life. I have some doubts about how exactly am about to proceed as I haven't really considered this during the day. At this moment two butterflies appear in front of me and I briefly fix them one next to each other thinking this will make for a perfect instrument. Now the only thing that's left is for me to start playing. After moving the glued double butterfly instrument around a bit (I think at this point it started making the drumming sound), I take the two butterflies apart and holding one in each hand, I start producing the song by methodically tapping with them the corners of an invisible frame. This results in perfect drumming sounds. I repeat this movement until the beat and melody is solidified in my mind and then allow for further beat variation. Happy to have completed the task I briefly think about the experience.

This seemed like the end of a long REM with nlds before that and at this point the dream dissolves, but I manage to switch to a different scene or deild?

It looks like I'm in a nicely furnished house located somewhere in the woods . I find myself in the kitchen and at that moment feel how the dream is slipping away. Can't quite come up with what to do here to be more active and engaged but I have the feeling and strong urge to throw a small nearby bottle against the wall. The (tabasco like) bottle breaks in pieces as it hits the wall and this weirdly enough provides me with a sense of stability. I turn around and see a larger jar of what looks like passata and casually drop it to the floor to watch how the glass breaks and the passata starts leaking out. I'm amazed with the accuracy of physics as this happens.

Nearby are a number of beautiful wooden drawers and I have a quick look to find some jewelry inside. It's pretty awesome but for some reason doesn't capture more interest from my side, so I close the drawer, looking around for something else. I go towards a darker corridor which coincides with another feel of the dream thinning. I decide not to go as far but stop midway in front of a beautiful wooden wardrobe.

This reminds me of another exploratory task and I decide to check what's inside. There are lots of clothes that give me the initial impression they belong to my mom. I browse through the clothes hoping to find something cool, but the one-many effects gets on them. Basically, most clothes start having the same blue purple colors and I am displeased at this lack of variety. I decide to give it another try by allowing the clothes to change when I close the wardrobe. I wait for a bit, trying not to think of the previous look of the clothes (which I do, but wait a bit more) and then open the wardrobe again. The result is a different set of clothes. There is a really cute pink shirt that seems my size. Though my intention was to simply browse through the clothes and see what my mind comes up with, I now have the desire to try this shirt and see how I look.

In the meantime, my thoughts about the clothes belonging to mom seem to have summoned her and now her DC is here making comments about the clothes. I can't quite recall our exact words, but I decide to play along telling her some confirmation about what she was asking about and find this utterly funny as I know it's just a dream and my comment is completely false. I continue with my dressing but first I have to undress. There is a mirror just to the side of the wardrobe where I see that I am wearing pink trousers that would nicely fit the highly desired dream shirt. And funnily, I don't realize as I am undressing myself that I am actually already wearing a pink shirt! The shirt gets stuck on my wrist where it's a bit tight and the dream soon ends.

This dream is from the morning of October 24th, 2014.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #251: Let Them Eat Cake

I’m in a big kitchen with lots of family and a few friends, including Wife, my kids E and R, and my brother-in-law Muppet, and several others. As I’m looking around this huge kitchen, my mantra to “look for the dream” returns to me, and as I consider my situation, I become lucid.

I announce to the room that I’m dreaming. Muppet responds with some skepticism, so I say, “No, it’s true!” and levitate him up to the kitchen ceiling. This makes him become skinny like a piece of paper, which disturbs me enough that I reverse the levitation. He laughs and seems to accept that this is a dream.

“Oh hey, [Wife]!” I say. “You’re going to love this!” And I summon this buttery, bready, poofy baked good for her on a small saucer. I hand it to her, but I’m unable to resist rudely tearing off a piece and stuffing it in my mouth. So delicious! I mean, it’s just ridiculous how good this thing is. Wife chows down, too, and for a moment I can taste this awesome bread thing through her mouth as well.

I’m having an incredibly good time with all of this eating, so I decide that I want to make something for Muppet as well. I wonder whether it’s his birthday IWL but can’t remember. As I think this, everyone in the big kitchen starts singing “Happy birthday” to Muppet. I produce a huge birthday cake slathered in buttercream icing and now Muppet’s carrying it in his hands. “Thanks, man!” he says.

Family members start taking slices of the cake, and I scoop out a big handful of it like a barbarian and start eating it. It’s really good, although the icing is almost disgustingly creamy and decadent. I shove it down my pie-hole as fast as I can.

Wife says, “Hey, is this vegan?”

“This is a dream! Everything in here is vegan!” I happily enjoy several more huge bites of cake, stuffing icing in my face in a way that I haven’t done since I was a little kid. I’m munching away happily as the dream ends.

This is the last dream I had.Before I fell asleep i was thinking about a question and I wanted to see what the dream would come up with. So...There I was in the dream with a few Dcs around when I noticed a DC character. It looked like the shape of an Eye at first but than changed its form into something else.

We were in a secluded area that had vibrant colors and it almost felt as if we were in a secret base at sea.Well I thought about this character as my dream guide Eye and in a weird way I started thinking negative thoughts. Like what if I start thinking about something like a spirit guide and it turns out I was connecting with a Demon. But I disregarded that because this was my imagination space. But than I was thinking waaaay out there. Like if Eye was real but demonic would I still love him. But that would be impossible so I decided to discard that from my mind.

At first when I looked at him I started hearing him speak differently. Like he was saying a name in German.(Dream sign=German things)Something like Hotwich or ludwig or whatever. Than I started talking to him about something like if he was actually a bad DC in disguise I would kick him out of my dream. He joked about it sarcastically and said he was going to destroy me by putting a bomb at the base we were in and kill us both. I was like O.o. But than somehow we started kissing and it escalated into something else.

After a decent amount of time passed though I saw him rolling in a bomb into the place we were in. I got up and tried to get away from the bomb but he just chased me with it. I thought this was funny but creepy in a way than suddenly the dream changed and i was at a gym with old High school friends and some t.v. actors. I recall wondering at first what to do but than got distracted.

After I got distracted I appeared in my parents bedroom and saw my grandma putting clothes out the hamper into my room. I was thinking how funny this was cause my grandma is at her country now. When suddenly my vision changed and I saw a silver metal in front of me with another style of a eye symbol but with dots inside it. I thought this was interesting as the eye kept changing.

So I asked the dream if Eye was real and what the eye with dot symbol mean't. Than a girl's voice came out of no where and said " He is real" Than for second question she said" love and torture". She sounded like she was on a phone or radio when she said it though. The dream changed after that into a big office building with lots of computers and people walking around. I saw papers with my info on it and picked it up. I was thinking where to bring my papers as i walked and sort of recall letting a old lady sit at a computer since I was done using it. Than woke up.