lucid

Non-Dream Dream Lucid

Dream 1:

I am at a Target store buying gear for a home run derby. I have a bat and a Mike Trout ball that is oddly shaped. Trout is there too. Now I am at the home run derby in the stands. The crowd has to pay per pitch. Therefore the popular / well-liked players get more pitches because the crowd is willing to pay.

Dream 2:

I am at a restaurant with my friend/coworker GM. I am teaching him how to play a video game and the subject of lucid dreaming comes up. I become lucid. Not too sure how it happened - I guess the just talking about it made me become aware. I tell GM about all of the different things that I like to do when I am lucid like flying and eating. I cook some hamburgers and we both eat one - it tastes amazing. I am bored so I decide to trash the back of the restaurant where the cooks are. After this I go outside and decide to do something constructive with my lucid opportunity. There is nobody outside of the restaurant - which now looks like one of the outside eating areas at UCLA (above the bookstore). I yell out "why am I so anxious all the time." No answer and nothing happens. Then I yell out "show me something I am afraid of" so maybe I can conquer some of my fears. Still nothing so I yell it out again. Suddenly a man appears from behind one of the buildings and walks toward me aggressively. I know he wants to fight me. Apparently I am afraid of confrontations. He starts punching and kicking and I block all of it. Not just normal blocks though - I actually catch his fists and feet with my hands. Then I proceed to thoroughly kick his ass.

After the ass beating I do my favorite lucid activity - flying. I fly over the football field at UCLA. There are people playing so I join the game. I make several great catches while flying and I shout out that I am the greatest football player ever at UCLA.

Dream 3:

I am having amazing sex with a very petite woman. At times during the sex I can see us from 3rd person view.

Spoiler for Sex details:

We are having sex with me standing and holding her by her ass. She is riding me for about 5 minutes. Just as I am about to cum, I pull out and spray allover her face and in her mouth. I feel like I am finished ejaculating and I put my dick in her mouth. Apparently I am not done and I keep going in her mouth. It starts pouring out and covers her entire body. Once I am finished we start making out like crazy.

I stay the night and we have sex again the following morning in the shower. We head out to the backyard to do some gardening and I think her parents are there with us. It is very awkward. I am trying to stake some pepper plants but I am out of string / tape. I try to find an Ace or Home Depot store driving through the Culver City / Inglewood area on Sepulveda. The area looks like one giant mall towering over the street. I step into a Home Depot store and find the string - the store is very ghetto. I go to the outside section of the store and find myself in the army doing drills.

I had one of those nightmares where I'm back in high school again and have to repeat all of my old classes. It was only a few days in and I'd already made a habit of being late. The worst part was knowing I was repeating high school yet again. I had some level of awareness of it - I even made a "not again" comment in the dream - but still didn't gain self awareness.

I was renting an apartment with a room-mate - I hadn't met him prior to renting, but needed a place to stay. He turned out to be incredibly weird and borderline creepy, but I tried to stay on cordial terms with him. The apartment was supposed to be downtown in he city that I currently live in. I got into a brief argument with him about exactly where my rent check was going, since I was handing it to him instead of the landlord, and I'd prefer to give it to the landlord directly. When he gave me trouble over it, I asked him if his landlord knew he had a roommate. He didn't give me a direct answer.

The dream reused some locations from old dreams. For example, we went to a diner that was in a building along train tracks, that had multiple levels, and ordered cheese steaks. The cook, a stout slavic man in his late 30s, with thick black curly hair, actually remembered me. In fact, on the way there, I told the DC "room mate" that I'd take him to one of my favorite places to eat. Again, so close... but still didn't quite reach lucidity.

Dreams from previous nights:
I was in an airport. I got a box off of the baggage carousel and opened it. It was full of cockatoos, packed neatly in rows. They were sleeping. I got one out of the box, and it woke up and flapped its way up to the top of my head, and then pooped there. I was really irritated by this. I couldn't figure out what to do with the rest of the cockatoos.

I become lucid while looking in a mirror (this happens a lot). The light is pretty dim (which also happens a lot and is a source of frustration). I don't recall any sort of prior dream, I may have been lucid from the start. I examine my reflection. I'm still trying to figure out if I'm dreaming or not, so I try to put my arm through the mirror. I just bump it away. Ha, I think, not so fast. I know I'm dreaming, I just want to prove it. I push at the mirror again, and put my arm through it. It ripples like water.
I decide to change my appearance. I close my eyes and open them, and my hair is in a long braid. I close my eyes and open them again, and now I am wearing a green cloak.
Unfortunately, the dream fades (I doubt I could have prolonged it) and I wake up (real, not FA).

I am partially lucid observing a dream about a group of either four or five women who live in a monastery in Tibet and are tasked with defending it. I think this is part of a history documentary or something and an interpreter is telling us how they fight.
The sisters are supposedly all twins and are about 20 years old. They all wear bluish-grey robes and headbands with short black hair.
Each of the sisters has a long bamboo flute as their weapon. When they swing it, air rushes in one end and depending upon how fast or what angle they swing at determines the note that they play. This means that when fighting (along or as a team) they will play one note after another with each strike coming together as music. The music that they create helps them coordinate attacks.
It is basically the purest personification of the rhythm of combat.
I think I may have seen them briefly conduct a sparring battle with a monk trained in energy projection.

I am at some barbecue or graduation party in my neighborhood. There are a few full blown adults, but it's mostly for college and high school-age people like me. I can recall my crush from high school is there, even though she moved away.
One of the boys, (We'll just call him B) wants to have a contest to see who can eat the most hot dogs. I back down, but some other boys step up to the plate. B's dad is the one who is hosting the party, and he says he will cook up as many hotdogs as is necessary.
Well nobody was really talking to me or engaging me, so my Introvert powers activate.
I walk away from the party and preform a casual reality check as I walk up the street. That's how I became lucid.
...
I don't recall a great deal of what happened next. Manei manifested somehow, and she convinced me to go back to the party. Nobody really seems to notice us.
But it's time to be a lucid show-off. I grab a napkin off of the table and tell everyone to gather around; that I have a party trick that I want to show everyone. I have decided to preform the Dynamo Jack trick where he uses chi/bio-electricity to ignite things.
It works, and of course, everyone is blown away. Everyone except the boys still having their hot dog eating contest. One of them stands up and proudly proclaims that he won the contest and ate fourteen hot dogs.
Then, I see that guy quiver. He turns around and pukes all over the table. Manei and me busted out laughing at the guy before I woke up.

20.10.2014

Children Blocking the Street (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The foundation of the dream environment is similar to one I’m residing in waking life. The weather seems to be very ideal, with more clouds forming around than usual, almost to the point where it might rain later on in the dream.

The garage, vehicles used, and the dream characters I’m close to most of the time are almost picture-perfect copies of those in real life. But this is a presumption based on magnifying my peripheral vision, and getting pretty bleak conceptions of their visage, but I get sensations that makes me feel it’s them, and I feel I’m shifting into third person perspective every now and then.

I’m not sure how the first event occurred, but it was either my relative backing out their vehicle from the garage, or me backing out with the vehicle’s front facing what would’ve been the perimeter for the garage to close down completely. Whatever the case, let’s focus on me taking the vehicle out.

I can sense there’s at least two people inside the vehicle, excluding me, and it feels like I’m driving my relative’s vehicle instead. The reason being is that it felt a bit more spacious, and the engine seems to be running smoothly; this could just be my mind rendering out an ideal portrayal of my vehicle, though.

As I’m driving out of the garage by making a left turn, and then preparing to turn the wheel to go straight out, I see another vehicle coming into the garage. It doesn’t seem that my relatives are shocked by this, in fact, one of them suggested for me to keep going, and don’t bother minding what’s going on. I take a look of who’s inside the vehicle, and I noticed it looks a bit like who I’ll nickname as Amb.

Same visage, except she looks like she’s stressed out, and had a rough morning/day/whatever time the dream is emulating. I get a strange sensation glancing over her, and with the confusion still lurking about in my mind, I’m not as fixated on what will be going on beyond the neighborhood. I eventually snapped out of it, and continued to drive along to the street perpendicular to the driveway.

I drove slowly, mostly out of habit to watch out for children that may be going to school, or may be randomly playing. At this point, I just let predispositions roll out as I’m watching myself and controlling my movements on and off. As I’m turning to the right side of the vehicle, I didn’t hear any squeaking sound as the vehicle is landing on a flat surface from a highly curved highway.

The transition is so smooth, that I briefly reveled in the thought of said transition, and I felt this subtle moment made me cling onto lucidity a bit since being victim to psychosomatic experiences in my dreams, and predispositions from waking life are going to be the “vehicle” of my movements and processing what’s going on.

I can literally feel the gravity as the vehicle is landing on a flatter surface, along with the rolling, and then the abrupt stop from the curb, and then the vehicle gradually picking up pace. Naturally, I presumed there would be a stop sign just a few feet ahead of me, and using my peripheral vision validated this belief.

From here on out, the perspective changes completely, and just when I thought I would have to make a deep turn to the right to straighten out, and be perpendicular to the stop sign, the vehicle is already straight. It’s like the transition was like what you would see when playing a Need for Speed game on the GameCube where you would press the “Z” button to reset the vehicle in the straight position after crashing, slowing down, etc.

And before you know it, a band of children are forming a barricade, making it seem impossible, at first glance, of passing through them unless I ran over them. I didn’t want to do this, obviously, even though it was a dream. The children were diverse in race, though the ones that seemed to have been leaders that enticed this weird human barricade were Caucasian. There’s a boy wearing an open light sky blue dress shirt with dark shades of blue stripes forming a checkered pattern (but only having the light sky blue as a filling within the borders).

His hairstyle seems abnormal for a little child, and it looks like he had applied too much hair gel. The hairstyle consists of random spiked hair with curved spiked hair that looks like it’s very close in becoming hardened to the point where I wonder if his hair literally his part of his whole skin for his visage.


The more I observe this child, the more I feel as if I’m on the ground just to be able to look up and see him entirely. He’s probably wearing slightly baggy jeans with the soft fading blue colors along with white shoes. He has his hands in his pocket, and his visage twisted at an angle just a bit to exhibit a serious demeanor that I won’t be able to pass this barricade for quite some time.

Then one of the dream characters in the vehicle told me to keep going, even though I knew I wasn’t going to take action…until I looked more to the right, and that some of the children to the right were gone, or were a bit slow in making a completely impasse for us all. I take the chance to go to the right, but going at low speed even though it was a perfect chance for me to just swoosh through them.

I woke up in father room and check the timer. One was in army time and the other was normal time. One labeled 20:01 and next to it was 10:56. I place my head back down and then I look at the timer again as it showed a different time. Army time stated 00:21 while normal time show 9:21. That's when I got off the bed to floor to get a closer look at the timer. Because everything felt grounded and physical. I notice the lights on the timer disappear and it was a wooden box now. I then touch my face and it felt physical but the sensation kept occurring a second later before it would in waking life. I then did the nose pinch RC for the first time and breath through my nose clearly. This allowed me to become lucid as I open the door in to the living room. I then open the back door to find that it was pouring hard with rain. I step a little bit out and place my hand forward and quickly all the rain drops froze in mid air. I began walking on the damp ground and notice how ominous the surrounding look. I then continue to cross a river path and on to the next place. After walking for awhile I see a road ahead with stores and people. I look at my own hand and had 3 fingers and one thumb. I wanted to continue walking in the ominous forest but when I turn around the dream scene had already change completely. I then cross the first road and was at the middle concrete in between the double roads. I then waited for quite sometime for the fast moving cars to stop or slow down however it eventually it occurred to me that no one was going to wait for me to cross the road. So I said damn it and took my chances from waking up by dodging the fast cars and made it to the next side walk. I began walking and made a left turn while I notice two other people in a blue and white cap. I felt like I was being followed. I peek through and notice this one guy was coming at me with a knife. I ran at him and we both started fighting. I smiled when I manage to obtain the knife during the scuffle. He looks at me and begins to back up slowly but I quickly came at him and slash his face off. Then this other guy in a red fedora and red suit notice what I had done and pulled a gun out. I ran quickly to the left side again but unfortunately got shot in the arm. I hid there waiting for him to show. But the adrenaline got the best of me and I wanted to fight. I step out and notice he wasn't far from me and quickly slash his hand that was holding the gun for him. He fell to the floor as I pick the gun up that he had drop. I raise the gun at his forehead and shot him 4 times. Then I notice one of the two guys I notice at the beginning of the side walk and instantly before his gun could aim at me I shot him 2 times in the chest and watch him drop to the floor. I begin running on the side walk again passing through a lot of people. I then enter this poor apartment building.

There was this woman in a fedora with grey suit with a machete in her hand and she told me that I wont make it out of this one. She quickly lunges at me which throws me in third person point of view as I use my knife to clash with her couple of times. She was fighting extremely rough as the knife swung out of my hand by the machete. I quickly jump back otherwise the machete would have slice me in half. I got the gun on my right back pocket and quickly started shooting her 5 times in the chest. She died and this title came up and said "Congratulation for saving the girl from her kidnappers" I then open the door and the character I was moving was still going slow but eventually made it pass the subway and on to the next place. Then my character began flying in this high clouded floating buildings. Flying felt good but it would have been better in 1st person point of view in my opinion. After flying for awhile I zoom pass these object as this voice begins to talk. I don't remember all of what the voice said except about the brain having many neurons that are communicating faster at a good rate for evolution. I kept flying around and decided now was a good time to wake up. Lucidity Time: 18 minutes

In this dream, I was at my parent’s house, at the top of the stairs, talking to another dream character who was threatening me with his supernatural powers. He was a little bit scary and seemed quite convincing. I told him I could be a vampire while lucid and easily be more powerful than he was. I then chose to be Lucid and turned myself into a vampire. He instantly left.

Now that I was lucid, I needed to do something like fly, so I wouldn’t wake up. I ran down the stairs past my dad to go outside and do some flying. My dad said, “You should stay here.” I just ignored him because I was focussed on staying lucid. I looked outside, and it was the middle of winter, and I wasn’t properly dressed to go out there. I knew if I tried to find proper clothes I would wake up, so I just ran out the door and flew up over the trees. The trees were covered in hoarfrost and were absolutely beautiful. The sun was reflecting off of each snow crystal and it was brilliant white. By the time I reached the end of the street, at about 100 feet altitude, the snow had vanished, and it was now fall. I looked off in the distance, and I had 100% clarity. I decided to find my daughter.

As I flew down the alongside the road that paralleled a river, I called out loud for my daughter to join me, and then suddenly this girl appeared riding a bike. I flew down and landed beside her. She didn’t look like my daughter, but she had the biggest smile ever, and she reminded me of her. I asked her if she was my daughter, and she said no. I then told her to tell my daughter I am looking for her. A fellow in a Beige Suit appeared on a bike and began to follow this girl as I flew away.

I flew down, and landed at a market square, near the town’s Marina, and then walked into a market building hoping to find my daughter. Several people stopped what they were doing and stared at me. This dark haired fellow behind the counter was threatening me, and I told him everything was fine, and that I was just looking for my daughter. He calmed down and carried on with his business. I floated up slowly through the ceiling to see if my daughter was on the roof. She wasn't, so floated back down into the building. A man in a Beige Suit, like the one I saw on the bike earlier, then asked me a question, but before I could answer, he slapped a handcuff on my left hand. He yelled out, “I’ve got him!” I yanked the other end of the handcuff out of his hand and backed up. The handcuff he put on me was made from a black composite material, and the chain appeared to be some sort of polymer cord. I tore the handcuff off my left hand and proceed to rip the handcuffs into a bunch of pieces. Another Beige Suit appeared and he said, “That isn’t going to work on him.” I turned around and flew full speed at the exit door, and I passed right through it, like it wasn’t there. When I got to the other side I was in a concrete parkade. I then woke from the excitement, and stayed perfectly still in bed, then ended up back at the exact same spot in the dream. Both Beige Suits were there waiting.


In an effort to scare these guys off, I assumed the famous martial arts pose. The one Beige Suit fellow said, “Oh great, he knows this too?” The other Beige Suit fellow said, “Just block him.” I really don’t know any martial arts, so they called my bluff. I then used my instant transport technique, where I can travel between two places instantly (within my visual range), and I transported to a floating position above one of the Beige Suit fellows. He looked confused, as he searched frantically for me, and he couldn’t see me. I then shot full speed at another exit door from the parkade and ended up outside. Home free! Not…. One Beige Suit had me by the waist and dragged me back to the ground. Again I woke, and stayed perfectly still in bed, and then ended up back at the exact same spot in the dream.

I don’t believe in violence when dreaming, but these guys pushed me too far. I instant transported to the back of one the Beige Suits, grabbed him from behind, and threw him 20 yards at an incredible speed into the recessed exit area of the concrete parkade. He bounced off the walls and ground, and then came to a complete stop, upside-down and unconscious, floating at a 45 degree angle to the ground. The other Beige Suit and I just stood there and watched him as he floated unconscious. Suddenly, he gained consciousness, and yelled, “I’ve never had that happen before!” He was pissed. This time he flew straight at me, and before impact, I woke myself up. My heart was pounding, and I felt hot. I lay in bed thinking how this perfectly good lucid dream went so wrong.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #249: Long Shot

I’m hanging out with Dreamer in a sparsely-decorated apartment. She’s wearing a dark jumper with the hood pulled up over her head. We’re joking around and coming up with silly games and dares. Dreamer comes up with a really really crazy one that gets us laughing. Warning: It is pretty gross!

Spoiler for Very gross dare -- not for the squeamish!:

I’m talking to Dreamer about how I’ve got some kind of pimple on the right side of my nose. (True IWL! ) Dreamer says hey, she’s got one too and that we should have a contest where each of us pops our pimple and sees who can shoot their pimple juice the farthest.

We laugh and laugh about this and finally decide to do it. We worry about what happens if the other person’s aim is bad and we accidentally pimple-juice each other. To help with this, I find a huge sheet of plexiglass for each of us to hide behind while the other person goes. As I’m setting the plexiglass up, the idea of the dare is so unbelievably disgusting that...

... I become lucid. I feel sleepy and out if it, and I tell Dreamer that I’m really happy to have become lucid so soon after going to sleep, but that I feel really groggy. We both stand up and Dreamer is super tall, easily 7 feet. We talk for a bit, my brain moving slowly during the conversation. Her accent is entirely American during the conversation, which strikes me as one of those strange details that I figure will work itself out.

I finally remember my intent to do the “play a musical instrument that doesn’t exist in waking life” task and ask Dreamer if she has an instrument for me. She says, “Well, I have this violin!” She produces a violin from out of nowhere and somehow plays a few notes with no bow. Now she plucks 3 notes pizzicato.

I tell her that this is cool but that we need to have an instrument that doesn’t exist in waking life. I know that I should be able to flow into the task from here but I feel really slow-witted. I get a little confused what to do next, and Dreamer walks up to me (still enormously tall) and wraps me in a hug. Since I don’t know what to do anyway, I just stay still for a moment and enjoy this. After a bit, I get the sensation of falling asleep, and …

… I emerge in a false awakening in the same room. Dreamer isn’t here, but I have a vision of her sitting on the edge of a table with a model train set on it. In this mental image she’s wearing the same trackies and dark jumper from the previous part of the dream, but now she seems to be her normal height. I wander around the apartment, eventually finding the table, but Dreamer isn’t there. The dream ends fairly quickly after that.

I was sitting with a group of men having a discussion. One of the men looked like an old acquaintance of mine who had recently passed away. The only difference was he had a full head of red hair, whereas before he was bald, he was medium build (instead of overweight), and now he was young. Despite all this, I still recognized him. I realized instantly I was dreaming. How else could I be meeting with him? I was Lucid.

FYI: We really did not get along well during our experiences together in life, but I believed he was a good man, and he was liked by many people. He had a large funeral, but I did not attend, because like I said earlier, we really didn’t get along.

While lucid, I went right up to him, and asked if it was him? He said, “Yes”, and then I told him I was sorry he had passed. I went to give him a ‘man hug’, but he raised his arms up, blocking mine. He was very strong, and his arms wouldn’t budge. He put his face to the side, looking away from me, and said, “I’m still upset.” I didn’t know what to do next, and the situation was a little awkward. The dream was fading fast, and I woke up.

The dreams happened the morning of 10-17-14

Dream 1
I was at a lake boating with my family. I was on my uncle's boat and my aunt brought another boat and they tide a rope between the two boats. People went tight rope walking across. Then my uncle took me tubing and he was going really fast. All the sudden, I went flying into the air, the tube went with me. I somehow wasn't scared and when I landed it didn't hurt or jolt me like I thought it would. The tube stopped next to land and I was next to a girl who's sister I was dating (in the dream). I was cheating with her on her sister and she said, "I can't believe you uncle fell for that trick." I realized then that I had unhooked the tube as my uncle was in a turn so I'd go flying.

Dream 2
I am in the army and B, K, and L are there with me. We are going into battle and I am scared. I am about to go but B, K, and L go before me so I'm the last to go. I feel like a wimp because two girls went before me. When I got to the battlefield, it was already cleared out because the groups before us, who were upperclassmen, already took care of them. I was glad I was younger. I then figure out it was actually a practice course. There is a lake and a cabin on the other side and everyone is wading into the lake. Then we are all camping in the mountains and I find a bomb in my bag. I am very observant and I notice every little detail and others notice that about me so they want me to get the bomb turned off. I end up figuring out the bomb is just a fake to scare people.

Dream 3
I am in English class and I'm not paying attention. I never have a clue what is going on and I'm not doing the class work we are supposed to be doing. M is next to me and I call a guy buttery or something as a joke. Everyone laughs and says that's really gay. I am worried because I have no clue what we are supposed to be doing in the class.

Dream 4
I go into my mom's room and I say I'm going ot bed. I ask what time it is and I look at the clock. The time is in fractions so I just ask my mom. My mom said just to add them together and said the clock wasn't really working. I didn't want to, I just wanted to know the time so I looked at other clocks. A bunch of clocks said different times so I went to my room and looked on my Ipod. It said it was 5:00. I knew it had to be later than that and then I looked and it was a time for a different country. I finally thought this was weird and I did a nose-plug RC. I wasn't that surprised that I was dreaming. I went outside (it was now daytime) and my brother came and started throwing cardboard knives with tape on them at me. (in my last lucid DC's started attacking me too) I thought they were dangerous. I ran down my street. told myself my Dream Guide would be in a certain house because those people had moved and he ended up buying it. (IWL the people are moving) I ring the doorbell and step inside. There is a small Chinese guy and his wife is sitting on a stool to the right. His wife says something. I ask if he's my Dream Guide and he says yes. I don't know whether to ask him to teach me to fly or how to get LD's and I shake his hand. I want to ask him how to fly, but he takes me to his kitchen. I look back and my brother is outside the door, looking mad. D and P are sitting on some chairs in a circle. My brother is invited inside too and stares at me but doesn't attack. We are having a meeting, and my "Dream Guide" (not sure if he actually is because I lost lucidity because of him) says to do something, (speak maybe? I'm not sure) you have to make him laugh. I was mad because I just wanted to be taught how to fly. (I think I lost lucidity) The others were telling hilarious stories and I was worried because I suddenly couldn't think of anything funny.

10/18/14
I couldn't recall any dreams because I was woken up super early and even if I had remembered some dreams, it wouldn't of mattered because I wouldn't of had any time to write them down.

Non Lucid-Blue
Lucid-Green
Semi Lucid-Purple

I was in a school with a group of kids and an experiment was being done. I don't recall what it was but something went wrong and we were told to wait outside the class. Outside we saw more kids coming in and they were popular and kind of cool looking. I wanted to walk up to one of the guys caused I thougt his spiky hair was cool but some dream characters who were my friends kept telling me not to. But I couldn't hold it in so I tried walking up to him but I think I made him fall off balance and his friends moved him away from me. Than the scene changed and it was now a classroom. I sat down and the teacher who acted like a coach walked in. He gave us all a big pink purplelish gum candy that we were supposed to try. I tried a little but than water started to leak from the roof so I got up. Upset that I got up, the teacher yelled at me. I shouted back at him that it wasn't my fault because I felt water falling on me. He kept shouting though and told me to sit down. Thats when I told him how am I supposed to sit down when I don't have a seat and the class responded with "Ohhhhhhh!'. I didn't know if it was a good comeback but I still felt pretty good about it. Sadly the teacher was bigger than me and pushed me out of the room, and flew me above a wall on the roof. I had a feeling by the way he was moving he was going to try to rape me so I flew away and tried flying out a window. He came after me and pulled me back though. Somehow I got away and was running down the stairs for someone to save me in Japanese just for fun. But out of no where I ran into a few girls who said a evil guy was going to kill a close friend with a robot weapon. The close friend was sealed inside a red book bag and the evil guy cut him up a bit saying he was going to make scars on him. I ran to the bookbag, grabbed the bookbag and ran out of the room into the halls panicking. My close friend was now a bleeding mess inside a book bag and somehow I had to put him back together. Two girls grabbed me after that and took me to a room where we could fix my friend. But when we got there there was a huge screen of a girl kissing another girl. Than the girl that took me there started wishing lots of times for her crush to kiss her.I knew it was a dream completely than and was walking away but everything about the dream changed. I was staring at a wall with two African american ladies and one told me not to think so much about things or I'll stress myself out. Than I woke up.

After a long dry spell finally I had lucid dream and I remembered the task. Last month I tried the fortune cookie but could not succeed. I watched a movie and was walking down the stairs and looking down I found I did not have shoes. I then realized that I am dreaming..

I went back into the movie theater and was forced to sit down by a female DC and watch the movie. I was seeing two version for the movie side by side in two different languages. I remembered the basic task and tried to conjure up a pumpkin on the empty seat beside me. No luck, tried one more time and still no luck. So I decided to leave the movie theater and try to find a pumpkin. I ended at a railway station and then I said I will find a pumpkin near the huge column. I found the pumpkin, now I need to find something to cut if open. I saw a food can and was able to remove the lid. Using the thin metallic lid, cut the pumpkin open. But nothing inside, just the pulp inside. Disappointed. Then I found another pumpkin, it was very small one. Wanted to open it, but lost lucidity.

So I had a pretty severe ankle sprain yesterday, which pissed me off because I'm not going to be able to train Parkour/Freerunning/Tricking for a few weeks... but then I remembered that my training space wasn't limited to the waking world
And so last night...

Lucidity: 8/10
Control: 6/10 - didn't really use dream control, other than controlling my own dream body.
Vivacity: 8/10

I'm in my mom's car on the left rear seat; we're on a road with a forest on the right and some bushes on the left. I reality check for a reason that I can't remember: four fingers!! I tell my mom that I'm dreaming as I reach for the door handle, and my mom reminds me that I have important goals in mind (I asked my Subconscious to not let me drift out of high lucidity and do unproductive stuff - I find it easier to view my subconscious as a person, it makes it easier to ask for stuff ).
I open the door and jump out of the car, and I start flying close to the ground. From my point of view it looks a lot like I imagine long boarding at high speed.



My mom catches up to me in with the car.
"You could train parkour!" she shouts.
So we're finally working together, uh?...Thanks, Subconscious.
I stop and step back onto the ground. I'm feeling a presence next to me. I can't really see him, but from a 3rd person view, I realize that there is some kind of half ghost, half human dude flying at my left. I immediately "know" that he is the dream personification of my Subconscious.
"So, what do you want to do?" He asks.
"I need to train here (in the dreamworld) so I don't loose all of my skills. What about corks?" (it's a kicking and twisting flip).
I throw and land a few corks but I'm not rotating enough, it doesn't look good.
"You could try to kick more towards your opposite shoulder," my Subconscious suggests.
I take his advice, and almost magically, I land my corks much better; I am actually feeling like this would work very well in real life.
Because I feel like I've learned something, I decide to move onto something else. As I walk under a bridge, I remember that some people on the forum believe that you can heal yourself from a dream.
Meh, why not try? It's not like I'd loose anything.
So I sit down and grab my injured leg; I concentrate on it and I try to send energy into it.
"I'll see if it worked when I wake up," I tell my Subconscious.
I wake up.

My foot is feeling a little bit better, but I assume it's just natural recovery - I'll keep trying to heal it in my dreams though, you never know
I'm obviousy not able to test if my subconscious' advice about corks works in real life, so I'll have to wait until recovery. Until then though, I'll keep training in my dreams

#371 - DILD - 2:31AM (October 18)

I had to make a quick trip to east Texas with my wife and three kids for some family business. We got the cheapest double-bed room we could find which led to a very uncomfortable night of sleep. Luckily, my recall was crazy with the multiple awakenings and I scored a short LD for the win. I intended to get lucid that night and set the goal of exploring the other rooms in the motel but I missed my task.

I woke up around 2:15am with no recall and fell back to sleep with LD on my mind. There was no real technique but maybe a weak MILD that quickly led into the experience below.

I notice some SP-like sensations and quickly have an in-dream-WILD. I exit briefly taking some sheets with me and leaving my sleeping wife behind. I exit a door to the right and find myself in my ex-in-laws' house. For some reason, I think this is were I was spending the night and thought nothing of it.

In the living room, I see my younger daughter curled up asleep on the couch. I creep near her to try to scare her. Always having the possibility of literal AP on my mind, I wonder if I am affecting waking life. This may terrorizer her but I would have some proof when I wake up (What an ass!). However, when I am over her I notice I have accidentally made myself look horrific with long claws on my hands and dark grey skin. I pause and change my intentions, because at the same time, I notice my daughter looks completely angelic with glowing white skin. When I take a closer look, she has beautiful yet inhumanly blue eyes as she sleepily peers up at me. I am a little dazed and confused by this and all I can think to do is mutter and kind 'hey' before I aimlessly wander off.

I venture out the front door and see an unfamiliar grey car outside in the driveway. I notice I can't see who's inside because there is a reflection of the daylight and shadows from the trees. Curious, I poke my head through the passenger side glass. My ex wife is sitting in the driver seat staring straight head with both hands on the wheel. She doesn't seem to notice me and is a complete lifeless "extra". I'm not sure what to do with this so I say the first random thing I can think of. In my best Jesse Pinkman impersonation (had be been a LDer and not a meth-head), I say, "Lucid dreaming... bitch." . :lol:

Now, I just want to get away from this area so I run down the street toward my side of town. There is a large birch/palm tree hybrid growing in the middle of the street and I run up it without much thought. When I reach the top, the limbs are too much like palms to grab on too and I fall backward. I am able to defy gravity and lift myself forward in a set-ups motion but I still can't grab ahold of anything. This happens several times and the dream starts to become unstable. I suddenly, remember my goal for the night and the fact that I am actually sleeping in a motel in a small, crappy town in Texas. The dream fades to black with this thought and I try to visualize the exterior of the motel. It seems to be forming nicely, but unfortunately, I wake up because my son has now positioned himself on top of my head. :rolleyes:


NON-LUCIDS (brief)

The future, Teleportation
My wife and I are in the future. There are cylinder shaped teleports the size of phone booths. We step and in some girl and her mom are right behind us. The girl makes faces at me and I try to tell her she will get hurt when we teleport. Suddenly a blue light comes down and I hear a sound. I look around and see the area has changed and we are outside a hospital. The girl and woman are fine. She says something mocking me. I tell my wife that I am going to remember all of this because it would be great to do this in a lucid dream. There is some version of The Doctor and I ask him many questions about the teleport. I wonder if it will work world-wide. He wouldn't answer any questions. I get mad and grab him. I wad him up in one hand put him into a video game screen at an arcade. I don't have quarters and I know my debit card wont work this far in the future.

The future, Military
I try to unofficially slip in the ranks in some futuristic military. Everything goes fine until they want to micro chip me. I panic and try to use the excuse of religion but they aren't buying it. I wonder if maybe it will be ok for now and I will have it removed later. I know it will hurt because I'll have to do it myself.

Sleep outside, vicious dog turned friendly
I am trying to sleep in the back of a pickup. Some dog attacks me but I beat it and scream and growl at it. It yields an whimpers. Now it is tame and curls up in my bedding. I am pissed off and I throw it out and barricade the truck bed with plywood to keep it away.

Way back, early in the night, I recall there being a short, bland lucid. I can't recall what it was about now, but I remember waking up and thinking about how frequent my lucid dreams are getting. I thought about how it was 3:00 now and I should 'go back'.

At some point or other, I was watching an animated Minecraft Series. In it the main character had lived as a wanderer without a house and actually befriended one of each of the hostile creatures in the game. One Zombie, One Skeleton, One Creeper, One Spider and one Enderman.
The Zombie and the Creeper wore helmets so they wouldn't burn in the daylight.
I can't recall why, but they are trying to get into this big mansion and grief this other player. The Creeper recommends that he could blow himself up, but the player doesn't want him to do that. He then says he has to wait until sunrise to ambush the other player when he comes outside.

This dream was actually really cool.
I was a part of a small street gang of skaters; though we were generally good people, we did sometimes steal from the fat cats in our neighborhood because we were all members of poor families. Everyone in our gang had a unique ride; we had a guy on a skateboard, a guy on inline skates, a girl with a BMX bike, and me on a scooter.
The leader of our gang was this wheelchair-bound kid who stayed at home, but worked on all of our rides for us. In fact, he was just showing me his latest work. He had attached a small tank of compressed CO2 and a pair of small engines onto my scooter. I could throttle it with the handlebars and use it for an extra speed boost.
...
At some point, A rival gang of older, more experienced skaters broke into our garage and stole all of our leader's parts and tools. We were chasing after them. I was going the fastest with my rocket scooter and managed to catch one of the goons in this stairwell area.
I made them give back the parts that the stole form us (for some reason they were a big handful of rubber bands and some black plastic wheels.)
Then, a powerful man in a suit coat with a Bluetooth headset came and took the parts from me.
...
I somehow came to the realization that this was actually a children's TV show. And the reason we couldn't catch the other gang, and even when we did, we got the parts taken from us was because the writers wanted us to learn some lesson about teamwork.
I began making all of these fourth-wall jokes. Then the writer came and talked to me and told me he was going to take my character off the show if I kept that up. I told him I didn't want to be on the show anymore.

So wait, how does this work? I'm on a show, I'm an animated character, but I'm also self-aware, like an actor?

At some point or other; this was somehow related to college; I knocked someone's computer out of their hands while they were on the stairs. I apologized and actually felt really bad for her. They were crying as well, and trying to hit me, but I kept blocking her strikes.
I 'remembered' this man I knew who could fix anything and took her to him. He was crazy and ran around his workshop gathering all of these wires and components, and re-attaching parts of the computer.
At some point he managed to get the computer working once more. He had to plug in a new monitor; an old TV screen. On it were all of these special effects demos. One was of a bunch of dinosaurs fighting with Stormtroopers and AT-ATs.

Non Lucid-Blue
Lucid-Green
Semi Lucid-Purple

I was having a non lucid dream but I forgot what happened. Than somehow I ended up downstairs in a house. My cousins were playing video games with my brothers in another room but I decided to go upstairs. When I got upstairs I turned into a anime girl and I was in the ocean. I liked seeing the waves move back and forth and met up with a anime guy who was with me. But he was being swept by the ocean. I called to him to see if he would come back but I think the scene changed too quickly. I was now unaware I was dreaming and was on the computer watching a video of a dirty fat Gothic girl and a girl with orange hair and crystalized blue eyes who was sort of Gothic and peppy. She had a 400 liked video about her talking about something fashion related. A random guy than came up behind me and I told him I wasn't watching the video, that it just popped up. He said okay than the scene changed again.I was now in my room but it looked different. There was a evil scientist in the room and a zombie with me. The scientist said he changed my true love into a zombie and laughed. But I hugged the zombie and said I didn't care because I will love him forever. Than my dad came into the room to check on us and said that he came to make sure we wouldn't have any zombie babies. I thought about how weird this was after he said that and looked to the side. I saw a poster of Yu-Gi-Oh and thought about making him appear. But than I changed my mind cause the pyramid and the eye reminded me of the alumanati.lol That's when a little girl was calling me in the living room. In the dream I felt like I was her mom. When we looked out the window I pointed to plants that grew fruits and vegetables and said" Look at the seeds we planted. They grew into beautiful fruits and vegetables right?" The little girl knodded excitedly.( Its weird cause in the back of my head I still knew it was a dream.) After I showed her though a big dark skinned man who looked like a hobo thief started taking the food. I shouted at him to stop and tried going out the door but there was like a barrier in front of me. So I went around the barrier and ran to the guy and pushed him. The little girl ran to make sure I was o.k. but all of a sudden the man pushed the little girl and my mom said he pushed her off a cliff.(It was cause the setting changed) I was mad but felt she was okay cause i knew it was a dream. So I just pushed the guy off the small cliff and he hit the ground,than someone dropped a pile of bricks on him and he blew up. Surprised, I asked if I went too far but my mom said no and the little girl came back to me.