lucid

I had these two reoccurring nightmares when I was child. The first one was being chased by a Sasquatch, as a result of watching The 6 Million Dollar Man, and the second was falling from a tall swaying skyscraper, thanks to the movie, The Towering Inferno!

My mom told me to simply realize you are dreaming, and then make friends with your fear. Back then in the 70s there was no such phrase as Lucid Dreaming, and nobody really knew too much about it, except that it was possible to become consciously aware in your dreams. It took a few months, but I was able to become Lucid during my nightmares.

The Sasquatch Attack!
I was running through the forest, being chased by this Sasquatch, totally terrified, and then I remembered what my mom said, “Realize you’re dreaming and make friends with your fear.” I stopped in my tracks, and turned around to face the Sasquatch. It was 7 feet tall, hairy, and was real nasty looking. I stayed calm, knowing I couldn’t get hurt in my dreams. I raised my arm to shake its hand. The Sasquatch also raised its hand! I introduced myself. I've never had this nightmare again. Problem solved thanks to lucid dreaming.

Falling from a Skyscraper!
The nightmare would always start off with me holding onto the ledge of a tall skyscraper, which was swinging in the wind. My grip would loosen, and then I would fall, and wake up just before hitting the ground. This time, as I was falling, I realized I was dreaming, and I was going to face my fear. Absolutely terrified, I decided to hit the ground, because you can’t get hurt in your dreams. Right? Wrong! I hit the ground, and it knocked the wind out of me, and it did hurt. I rolled over and looked up at the swaying building, got to my feet, and checked for damage. No damage! I was okay. BTW, I still have this nightmare occasionally, but I’ve since figured out you can simply fly away, and not hit the ground.

I got on an elevator expecting it to go up, this being the ground floor - there's only one floor above us, and only arrows instead of floor numbers. But it went down. I wonder how many basement levels there are. I reach to press the up arrow, saying something about my mistake to the woman still on the elevator with me. I'm new to this building. We talk about the company a bit as the elevator continues down, about finding your way around the various floors, and various luxuries that are provided for employees. I mention soul-selling and Satan, meaning it as a joke, but she talks about Satan fondly. We reach her floor, and she leaves.

My point of view switches to follow her - she walks down a hallway into a club. Her brother who goes by the name of Beelzebub - a fake name, it's really Samael - is lounging around with a cocktail glass in his hand, some glowing blue drink inside. He's a pretty man with long dreadlocks, wearing something black covered in stylized eyes in red. The woman's removed the pale coat she was wearing on the elevator, and the dress she's wearing underneath matches her brother, black and covered in stylized eyes in red. They consult about someone he describes as "a friend and a most simple prize."

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's this swirling black mass of many colors, like an oil slick, lit up from within like lightning seen from above. I'm eager to dive in immediately - it's a portal - but I'm also thinking I should stop and go lucid first. As I'm torn between these two desires which are apparently conflicting, I wake up.

(Side note: that last was a reaction to trying reality checks. As a rule I'm not interested in them, but I have a lot of false awakenings that I tend to just spend dream journaling and I thought I could put reality checks to use there. So today I tried a reality check as I wrote that first dream up, and apparently this sort of thinking is the immediate result - associating lucidity with stopping what I'm doing to perform an action. Nuisance.)

At work, I'm in just my underwear. I'm trying to avoid people, especially one creepy guy. I think they wouldn't like seeing me in just my underwear at work. So I look for the bathroom that is more in the back part of the store to stay clear of customers and employees.

I go into the back room where it is, but hear someone at the back door working with their keys to open it. I take off at a sprint - much faster than normal being in just underwear and bare feet. I don't know if they saw me, but I think two of the girls did.

I reach some stairs at the end of the hallway, but as I go to sprint down them, my legs stop moving quickly, and I feel like I'm up to my waist in molasses. It is really hard to move my legs, but they do move slowly with a lot of effort. I think, "This is just like when it happens in my dreams" and consider that I may in fact be dreaming. (It only happens in my dreams)

I decide to think about that once I get a bit further down the stairs just in case I'm not dreaming. Since I might be dreaming, I also try to levitate through the air while also walking. I somehow manage to split my reality into two separate experiences, doing both simultaneously - floating above the stairs slowly, and also walking down them with great effort. Both simultaneous experiences feel like they're totally in my mind. Like when I think of two or more people at once in my mind's eye, imagining what their perspective is, their experience - only more real.

My recall went out on vacation last night. I barely hung on to these dreams. But after yesterday, I'm not complaining.

I do recall becoming lucid at one point when I was going to my old high school. It took a little while for lucidity to fight its way into my mind, but I definitely did get it, at least partially.
What followed was some pretty sour flying where I flew a couple of miles and ended up crashing in a woodland area somewhere north of my high school, and found that I was unable to fly any further. I don't know if the area is actually there IWL.
At some point, I lost lucidity and found myself on this pumpkin farm ran buy this crazy old lady.

I can recall something to do with my college, and using DNA samples of dinosaurs to bring them back to life. I think it was a project some biology grad students were doing.

Closer to waking up, I recall a dream that I was a young child. I was playing with my dad and he picked me up and started tickling me. I ended up kicking a glass table and breaking it. My mom and dad started having this big fight about it.
For some reason my family decided rather than just having an argument we would make a courtroom setup in our living room and get my friends' mom to be the judge.

14.10.2014

Royal Building Crumbles & Encountering the Minotaur (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was most likely a continuation of one before, but because I put off on the recall for quite some time, I can’t remember it to exact detail. Though, I honestly felt the rest of the prior dream was necessary, as the plot itself seemed inconsistent, and would require too much speculation to see if there were any underlying reasons involved.

Judging by how I felt within the dream, I presumed it was a matter of escaping, and not looking back in fear of everything behind me being crumbled; in fear of being part of the destruction as well.

I’m running with a female that’s just about a few inches shorter than me, and has a visage and body composition of someone who is Asian. She reminded me of someone I know from work for some reason, though I felt this was another dream character that takes the form of multiple Asian females, and has a distinct “signature” if you will of someone I met in my dreams a long time ago.

But it didn’t matter on validating who’s who, so I focus more on keeping my feet active, and dodging whatever debris might come by. The environment itself is very spacious, and associating patches of recall I have of the previous dream, this area seemed to be have been a fanciful place to reside and communicate with others, mostly for exquisite banquets and luxurious entertainment most likely. But it also had some element of scholarly spirit as well, so maybe it had served doubly for that.

The walls consist of a faded maroon color diluted with other colors similar to it in the color spectrum; the roof consisted of a white and slightly milky vanilla color with a natural splattering of dust and age, and the flooring itself had a simple vanilla tile formatting.

I can’t make out the outfit I’m wearing in particular, but I’m presume it was fairly basic as it didn’t have the level of eye-candy, I guess. I do know that my companion I’m escaping with is wearing a basic red shirt and blue jeans, which seems odd for us considering the formal implications of the area we’re in right now. So I’m presuming that if she was wearing something casual than formal, I probably was wearing a black shirt and faded black jeans.

We’re running up some stairs that are probably 10 feet in width, and the grandiose composition of the building makes me wonder if we’ll ever get out of here. And if we’re going up inside of down as I would naturally imply an escape would be, it became more confusing, but going up was the only way we could go right now; otherwise, we’d just be dead corpses under heavy debris.

I can feel the vibrating and earth-quake-esque sensations all around by body, along with the random shifts in environmental movements. I stayed mostly on the right side of the curved stairs to get a wider view of the left just in case something weird happens, like, I don’t know, a Minotaur that should come out of nowhere trying to kill us by using the environment.

And the more I observe the environment, the setting seems to resemble interiors of Alcamoth in Xenoblade Chronicles. And with more bits of recall from the previous dream snapping back to my awareness, I do recall seeing several High Entia dream characters floating around somewhere.

They were like the image above, albeit paler, and seemed to have no colors applied to their existence; like a fading white color overlay.


At some point, to the left of us, a big hole is formed, and a giant Minotaur comes out of nowhere.

He has black hair, and his body is brown with a subtle hint of burnt orange, and he has glowing yellow eyes as well. His loin cloth is either black or brown, and he looks like he’s hell-bent to kill us. He immediately uses his hands to destroy part of the stairs we’re on, and when this occurs, everything suddenly changes. There’s too many things going on at once, and I am both horrified and bothered on what’s going on.

I can’t even tell if the female by me exists anymore, and I presumed she fell down into the seemingly bottomless pit by now. I do know that I’m still alive in the dream, and I was preparing to encounter the Minotaur. But I can’t recall what happens next, other than standing on top of the first apex of the stair set that was broken.

Well... good night last night. Took me an hour to type this up.

I was driving along in a mountainous region supposedly on some family vacation with my parents. The sky looks to be a very deep shade of blue and I think there were some planets in the sky. The mountains we are on don't look very earth-like either.
The mountains are made out of a light brown/tawny rock and covered in moss that seems to flow over them like water. Exotic fern-trees grow in some of the more level areas but the mountains are fairly jagged.
The road we are driving on is narrow (two lane) and built up on this really high end, futuristic looking bridge. Eventually I saw that we were coming up on a settlement in a valley.
It was a very small settlement. Two houses, one of the houses is very modern with a big glass wall on the front and a solar array on the roof. The other one looks older, being made of bricks with a circular drive out front. There is also an old fashioned well and a park with swings and a play structure.
My parents said that we had been driving for awhile and that we should pull over and eat lunch as a family in this park.
...
This somehow led me to becoming lucid. I ran into Manei, who had taken on a youthful form, she was about 8. She then turned and ran and I came after her. I chased her across the playground structure and she went down the slide.
"Come on! Go down the slide!"
"mmm... Ok."
I go down the slide, trying to rack up a little bit of dream stabilization along the way. I recall the slide being a reddish color, and having scuff marks on it. Before I reach the bottom, she says something else.
"When you get to the bottom, don't stop!"
I slide down and when I come off the end of the slide I go forward a little bit because of my momentum and land on my butt in the wood chips. For some reason I seem to sink into the wood chips.
"Good, I had to make sure you were still (able to act like a child). The Dwarven Guardians who run this place really like that."
"...?"
"I'm going to summon the Angelic Dwarven Guardian now. Now you won't be able to see him because (He exists across the fourth dimension), but (He will be standing right in front of you) you will be able to communicate with him through thoughts."
Manei changes into her base form (goes through puberty in a couple of seconds) and begin concentrating on summoning him. The dream begins to shift, I have a false awakening, or a scenery change, can't remember. Anyways, I'm in my bedroom. The wood chips I was laying in have become my bed. I lose some lucidity.
The dream scene changes again. I am now in the basement of my house, standing. Manei continues concentrating for a minute or two and then all four of our family's cats (including the dead one) show up. Our youngest cat is particularly interested in whatever she is trying to do. He meows and rubs against her leg.
"Rrrrgh! No! (Facepalms) That's not what I meant to do!"
The dream carried on for a minute as Manei became frustrated in her attempts to summon this being, and I just sort of stood there patiently waiting to see what exactly was going to happen. I began to feel like the cat, the young one was somehow a representation of the being we were trying to summon. I tried to lock onto the cats energy and he and I engaged in a staring contest. I could feel something else in there. I could see it in his eyes. I was about to tell Manei that she should change her approach when I woke up.

5:10. Let's go back.

I had a dream where I had gotten a job at a superstore, like Target or Wal-Mart. I was the Janitor and my job was to clean the interior windows on the office walls in the back. My boss (a grouchy, short, fat, black haired man) gave me a toilet brush that had been dipped in soapy water.
"Get your ass moving now!"
I walk into the back of the store and begin scrubbing the windows. I haven't been told that I have to dry them or anything, and wasn't given a towel, so I just scrub them clean. The first office is really easy, but the second office, for some reason, someone has splattered a muddy brown substance on the window. I couldn't tell if it was mud, chocolate, caramel, or *shudders* something worse.
Regardless, I'm the Janitor, and I guess they have to put up with stuff like this, so I just push past it. I start scrubbing but my brush gets contaminated with the muddy substance. I'm not really cleaning anymore, I'm just moving the dirt around. I decide I will go back to my boss and tell him that I'm going to need a bucket of soapy water.
I start walking back across the store floor to the front where my boss is; in the front. I don't get very far until I come across my mom who is shopping. She tells me that I really should put on some pants if I want to impress my boss, and I realize that I am wearing a shirt and briefs.
Lucidity hits me like a brick wall.
There was this weird part though where the scenario repeated itself semi lucid. I was in a library this time, and my boss was a female, but no less grumpy. I went through scrubbing the windows, but there was this extra part where I was trying to clean the brush off in a drinking fountain in the back of the library.
...
Regardless, I had a false awakening. As my eyes started to open, I could tell I was in my bedroom.
My lucidity was clear enough to remember that I had gone to sleep in my college dorm room. I did a nose pinch.
"Yeah! Just what I thought! A false awakening!"
Something felt odd about my bedroom, like everything was reflected to the opposite side.
I started to get out of bed and I took note of how dark everything was. I decided to turn on the lights. The dream glitched here and I was instantly over at the door, facing as If I were walking into my bedroom. I flicked on the light-switch and nothing happened. I flicked it up and down two times, and nothing happened.
"Wait... don't light switches not work in dreams...?"
The light flashed on blindingly bright for a fraction of a second. I heard a loud scream, then everything was black. I could feel myself falling for a few seconds.
...
I false awaken. After one false awakening, I was ready to catch the second one, especially if it was to be in the same place as the first. I was in my bedroom. It was dark. I looked at the floor to see that it had been extruded down about 20 feet and filled with water back to the level of the original floor. The weird part was, all the furniture was sitting in place on the surface of the water.
I recall the water being dark and murky, and seeing a large shark or predatory fish of some sort in the water. I must not have been fully lucid because I felt trapped by it. Eventually a blurry-faced dream character in a tiny yellow inflatable dingy came in, rowing with a wooden paddle. When they came up to my bed, I pushed them into the water and stole their little boat.
I rowed into the guest bedroom for some odd reason and the clarity and mood of the dream picked up significantly. I thought that I was in a surreal painting or something. The water here was very shallow, six inches at the most, and clear. There were brightly colored fish in it, and the carpet flooring had been replaced with wood.
There was a waterfall flowing from a bottomless pitcher suspended in midair, down a wooden desk, then onto a wooden chair into the floor below. For some reason, there was also a coat rack with a couple of bird cages hanging from it, with brightly colored birds in them. Some of the cages were open and a couple of exotic dream-birds were circling around the room.
There were vases of flowers everywhere and lily pads in the water.
I saw a turtle in the water. The turtle had mosses and grasses growing on his shell. I asked the turtle if he would protect me from the shark that was in the other room. He then created this little explosion of bubbles and a tiny fish appeared. It was black and brown with yellow spots. He told me that the fish would protect me.
I turned back and looked around the room. My lucidity was slipping and I had to remind myself that this was just a dream. I decided to go outside. I began walking out of my house, and the water floors were fading away now.
...
I open the door and take one look. I couldn't help myself.
Holy S**t!
The dream world was so bright and realistic. I could make out every leaf on every tree, blowing in the wind. I could see a full, white moon rising in the daytime sky. The sky still had that look that it had in the first dream though, it was a darker blue than it should have been. All of the colors seemed to pop, though.
The trees in our yard were not quite right though. They seemed to be of different species. The one that is right out the front door was replaced with this one with millions of tiny bright green leaves. And where our pine tree was was a palm tree that started with a single base and split into multiple tops. Another tree was replaced with a giant red and white mushroom.
As I looked more closely at the sky, I could see a structure in it. I couldn't really describe quite what it looked like in words, but it was made up of these circular nodes. Each one had a rune symbol on it. The rune symbols were connected by large beams with small white lights along the edges. Between those larger beams were smaller intricate spiral and radial patterns, sometimes centering around the nodes. The structure arched across the whole sky.
Although I couldn't quite tell what it was, I could tell that it was solid, probably made of stone or metal, and that it was at least a few miles up. It had a sort of technological look to it, like the surface of the death star would. But also a very mystical, design. There were a couple of clouds in places obscuring parts of the structure.
I was a bit taken aback by all this scenery. I almost lost the dream.
"Keep it together (Jade)! It's just a dream... A very very good lucid dream."
Then, just when I couldn't taken any more, we got planets. Two of them. Somehow visible past the barrier. Both of them looked earth-like, with atmospheres and oceans. One was larger and looked pretty flat, mostly land. The other was much more topographically interesting with craters and oceans.
I had to contain myself a second time. I tried to think of something I could do. I then thought of the "Lucid Barrier" and thought that perhaps that huge structure in the sky is my lucid barrier. I should fly up and destroy it!
Okay, usually in very stable, vivid dreams, flying can be a bit of a hassle. I try not to think about the fact that there is a massive structure hindering my lucid dreaming ability right above me. I start running from my front porch, toward the road. I try projecting my energy out of my hands to generate lift. I can't feel any energy flowing. I look upwards, at the house across the street and try to imagine myself being pulled toward the second floor.
I jump, and notice that I don't seem to be heading back toward the ground. I feel the energy start flowing from my hands, and my little hand rockets ignite. Classic.
"Haha! Yeah!"
All of the sudden I hear a horn. I am now in the middle of the road, and only a couple of feet off the ground. A large white van careens toward me. I get struck on the left and side of the van and spun around by the impact. But it doesn't really hurt, despite the fact that I was hit at a fairly high speed. I try not to let the spin destabilize or change the dream environment.
The van fares a little worse though, it careens off the road and hits one of the neighbor's trees. The dream character; a black man with dreads gets out.
"Hey! Watch it! I... You're flying... He's flying!" The dream character yells.
Something made me realize that the huge structure in the sky was not my lucid barrier. I decide to manifest a physical representation of it and destroy it. I turned around, and in the middle of the street was my lucid barrier.
It was made out of rings of a pink polished stone, like a target, with a white four pointed star, also made out of polished stone. There was a ring of grey polished stone that connected into a pedestal and a crescent of more white polished stone along the inside of the outer ring. It was actually a beautiful sculpture and I felt a little bit bad for having to destroy it.
I started to fly at it. For some reason, my flying was a little bit awkward and I was flying feet-first. I wanted to turn myself around, until I realized this was actually perfect. I kicked into it, knocking out the white crescent and breaking the outer ring ring of grey stone. I looked back to see my work, and a little less than half of the wall was gone.
I felt my lucidity get clearer. Then I realized the reason my lucidity was so clear, and that my mind was so awake was that I was actually waking up.

Hopefully now that I started tearing down that lucid barrier my LDs will increase.

1. I was walking around in a huge store. The floor was covered in white tile and it looked like the average grocery store/walmart. I was walking for a while. At one point I walked around a corner. When I did so I saw a dead man lying on the ground far ahead of me. His body was lying on the side of a grocery cart. I noticed how hairy his body was, and he looked to be around 60-70 years old. The only thing he was wearing was a gray pair of underwear.
Because of how odd this was, I decided to do a reality check. I counted my fingers and basically became lucid, but not fully. Suddenly I saw something really weird happen outside in the parking lot. I don't remember what this was, but it made me become fully lucid. I looked back behind me and saw that the old man who I thought was dead was now up and alive, just walking around. I then went outside and did some lucid stuff, but I don't remember anything that I did.

2. I was with my friends Dylan and Andrew. We had been walking down a long walkway that led to some kind of recreational place. It was night time outside. As we were walking I saw to my right, a HUGE statue of somebody that I don't know. The walkway was right next to the statue, but separating the two was a river like body of water in between. I looked at the ground and saw that there was no rail to prevent one from falling off of the edge, and this unnerved me somewhat.
I saw that my friend Andrew was walking right on the edge and was about to fall off so I told him. As we continued walking I looked down at the walkway itself and saw that there were puddles of water everywhere. Suddenly a group of teenagers our age came from behind us and started fast walking to get to the recreational center, which we were very close to at this point. As they did so I said, "Oh no you don't, we are going to get there first!" and I started fast walking too. I looked behind me to see that my friends weren't following me so I stopped because I didn't want to leave them behind.
Eventually we made it inside of the recreational center. Inside it was pretty small and resembled an office. In front of us I saw the group of teenagers that ran ahead of us, and they were writing on paper taking some sort of test. After they finished, me and Dylan went up to the front and started taking this test. I remember that we had to write our name down on the paper and answer all of the questions. I got confused at one point on what to do so I paused, but then I figured out what to do and resumed taking the test. I looked up momentarily and saw 2 red solo cups filled with a drink. I figured that the teenagers that took the test before us left them. Inside the cups was a thick white liquid.
I saw that my friend Dylan was ahead of my on the test so I hurried up so I wouldn't run out of time. Suddenly the test manager dude stopped us and evaluated us. "Because you stopped during the test I am going to dock off 6 points from your PSAT store." This angered me, and I wished that he would have told me that this was for the PSAT in advance, instead I was taking a test blindly. Dylan got a perfect score and we then left the place. I was pissed. Take away points for me pausing to think? Thats not how the PSAT works.

3. I was inside of a house and two dogs came to me. I sat down on the carpet and petted them. They were really cute and obviously quite soft. (finishing later)

4. Crumbs in my room, brownies,delicious, vacumming, mom pissed.

5. Chased, trey got ran over, womans house, candy, hid there, had a kid, dad driving, in truck, mom, ate her favorite candy, small house, snapchatted it, alot of windows, guys still chasing me, couldnt find me, line up of people, squirted water at dads truck, alot of traffic, skipped away from kidnappers, treon, Naomi, tried getting her, couldnt do it, hair messed up, underwater species, sun setting, food place, tables, far away. phone split in half, camera messed up, I knew I would be screwed.

10/14/2014
Dream One
"Pirate Punishment"

I was boarding a ship with others. It looked to be a cruise ship, but smaller than the large vessels that you would normally see leaving from the cape. I don't remember where we were going, but there were quite a few people on the boat.

While out on the water, before even having gotten too far, our ship was attacked by 'pirates' (for lack of a better name). These guys were real bad news, and seemed as if they had just stepped out of the pages of a comic book. One of them was a dark-clad, helmeted, Darth Vader-looking s.o.b., and he was apparently the overlord of the group.

The majority of us were down in the ship's hull. The bay door was open, and these goons were ordering us all to surrender to them, or they were going to blow us out of the water. Though there were only a handful of these assailants, we could see that they had the weaponry to take us all out (some of them having metaphysical powers, as well). There was no way we would be able to stop them.

That's when I realized that I was dreaming.

Despite having planned to use my lucidity for other things - and never being one to shy away from lucid combat - I allowed the storyline to conduct me and stepped out onto the open rear hatch, eager to turn the tables on these guys. I assured the rest of the people that things were going to be just fine, since "this was just a dream" and "no harm could come to any of [them], anyway!" With that, I levitated out from the wide mouth of the ship's bay door, hovering over the still water of the harbor and squaring up in a position to where I could better face our would-be captors.

I don't remember too many details of the battle, but I was controlling my flight rather well, changing elevations over the water while evading the attacks from the group of baddies. A bit more action took place between me, the pirates and the passengers, but I don't recall much. Throughout the fight, there were a few times that I used telekinesis to sling my enemies in all directions, but the main thing I remember is facing off against one guy, in particular, that had a throwing knives or straight-razors, that he would throw at me. I don't remember if all of the pirates were able to fly, but I know this guy could. We had a good mid-air cat-and-mouse, and I kept flicking his projectiles away with TK, before they could reach me, guiding them with my hands outstretched, to mentally arc them around my body.

Finally, unexpectedly, he pulled out a large meat-cleaver and chucked it at me. Still on a telekinesis roll, I waved the weapon off to one side, but then imagined it spinning around behind me, hooking around from my other side and launching back at its previous owner. In a state of shock, the other guy didn't seem to know what to do. It tore through one of this legs, opening an enormous gash in his thigh. When he grabbed his leg and yelled in horror, I knew he was done.

With the still-spinning cleaver now hovering in the air, nearby, I turned to confront the rest of the invaders. Unfortunately, I don't remember anything passed this point.


Fragment Two
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I was on a ranch, and about to be taught to ride my first bull, just after seeing a more experienced rider get dumped on his ass. They had smaller, tamer bulls for us amateurs to ride, and I got a good look at mine, through the rails in the fence, while making my way to the pen. Smaller or not, I was preparing for the worst, and wasn't feeling all too confident as I climbed on his back and began to strap myself in...

All I remember.

.../I'm in sort of a campsite, where a friend of mine has built a little stage for an outdoor gig. I see him playing with his band. I find his facial expressions are very similar to another friend of mine who has some sort of mental problems. Later in the same dream I'm flirting with my sister in law when I remember we've already had something in this dream world. It gives me more confidence with the flirting. We are immerse into some activity, but cannot clearly remember what was it about. There are more people here, but I cannot remember who they were. I'm staring at something. She's laying on the floor upside down, and I lay my head on her butt. Somehow I start walking on an open field, and find some candies spread on the floor. I see one has a peculiar shape. I pick it up to see through its partially transparent wrapper, it has the shape of a pumpkin. I remember there's something about it and pick it up while trying to remember what was it. I remember it was a task of the Month! I notice finally it's a dream, because of I was regularly RC'ing during my WL every time I saw a pumpkin because of there's a lot of them here and there, specially in the supermarkets this month. Now I remember, it's not about something with the shape of a pumpkin. I must find one. I turn to see on the grass, there's a small one almost in front of me. I pick it up and draw a cut with my finger on its top as I planned to do because of I used to open portals that way. It's not difficult to get the pumpkin top cut. I lift the small lid to see inside. It looks like the interior of an orange. Actually the skin of the pumpkin turns flexible and I manage to get a big orange out of the pumpkin turning it upside down. The big orange falls on my hand and it has the same cut on the top. What a big imagination! I was hoping to find something more "expectacular". I think I can do it better. I turn to see somewhere else, and find a bigger pumpkin to my side. I pick it up and make the same cut drawing with my finger, wondering why some people need knifes to do this task. I lift its lid to see once again/...

* Dream fades to black. I'm still trying to remember what was there the second time I did it. I think perhaps it was something similar because of I stopped paying attention.

Non Lucid
Lucid

Dream 1

I remember I was talking to my family and other people when suddenly on the news there was a reporter saying that three kids were shot at a local store near the dream house I was in. I got scared because my phone recorded the incident by mistake. I took a guitar I found and started singing. Than I asked a dream character to play a song for me. They played for a bit than stopped. After that I went to another room to see my cousin watching a Spanish novela. She was complaining about it to me but I wasn't interested in hearing about the show so I went to a store with someone and asked for candy. The guy said the candy I wanted was $1.25. I couldn't find the money but I took the candy and left without a problem. I arrived at my room when suddenly the dream changed quickly.Now lucid I was watching a documentary. First I was a different person on a bed in my room looking out the window. It was supposedly the past and some guy was explaining an event that occurred. "I was asleep with a swollen toe that was caused by a needle that was shot through my window. There were African American guys who beat up a guy dressed as a leprechaun. They stomped on his head and buried his ashes in the backyard." Is what the guy said and what I saw. The scene changed back to the new dream house and I was floating like a spirit to see my cousin talking with my brother and cards that looked like a anime game you could play with a console. Than I woke up.

Dream 2

In my other dream I was talking with my family when something made me aware I was dreaming.I looked around and I was in some type of cartoonish mountain area. I decided I would change the scenery so I shouted for the place to turn into a ice cream place filled with candy. The place change into some sort of candy land like I wanted but a cartoon dinasaur like thing came out of no where and pushed me off a cliff or something. I was falling down and called for my dream guide Dawn. He saved me from the fall and we were now in my room. I noticed he was sort of faded though and the dream changed to darkness. I couldn't move but I wanted to wake up so I kept trying to move. It felt like a pretty long wait. I appeared in my bed again after that and it was still dark. I heard my brother say something about death than started biting my hand to wake up. I still had to wait a while to wake up though.

Dream 3

I was in my kitchen making platanos for my dinner because my mom said she only cooked sweet ones for my dad, aunt and her. Than the place changed to a office place and I was working for a lady but decided to quit.
I noticed it was a dream so I left the room and appeared in a place where my cousins were. It looked like we were in a island/exotic house. I saw my cousins counting candy and was pondering what to do. My cousins than left so I followed them asking where they were going. I noticed that we were in a wide open forest area now and out of no where I heard a guy shout at another guy for making the wrong move. Apparently he let the dangerous birds know that we were around. I started running to and noticed a gang of guys with guns. They were shooting at us so I went in and out the ground and appeared in a park like place. As I was walking a lady came up to me and asked why I was frowning. I laughed a bit and she said "There you go! You and charlie need to break out of that grumpy bear frown.' Than I woke up.

Dream 4

I appeared in my room quickly and out of no where a guy appeared. I shrunk him though because I didn't want him there. Randomly a dream views page appeared and in the forum someone was saying that no one can be smarter than Buddha, a evil entity and something else. I thought that was fun and walked out my door to see it was sunny outside. But I didn't know what to do. It got dark very quickly after that so I closed my eyes and started spinning. I was now a anime character floating down a beautiful bright city at night. Than appeared in front of my house again and woke up.

WILD technique to start dream 1.

10 Foot Tall Man in a Parking Lot
I saw a 10 foot man walking at a shopping mall parking lot. I floated over to him, looked him in the eyes, and asked who he was. His faced suddenly turned all black and wrinkled, with no facial features, then it turned back to normal. He didn't say anything back. He looked friendly enough, but he wasn't very chatty, so I floated back to the ground and walked away.

Vibrations happened here between dreams 1 and 2.

Visit with my Daughter
I was in a room, asking for my Daughter come. A girl walked in the room, I asked her name, and she said Clara (not my daughter). She left. Another girl came in the room, I asked her name, and she said Sara (not my daughter). A third girl came in the room, I asked her name, and she said Tara (not my daughter). Finally my daughter appeared in the room sitting on a staircase. I ran over to her to ask how's she doing? She looked sad, and said, "Why did you do that in your last dream?" I had now idea what she was talking about. I wanted to scoop her up and hug her. I woke up.

Jumping from a Bridge
I was in a large city walking a across a massive bridge. These kids were looking over the bridge railing and screaming. They were very upset because somebody had capsized their kayak and were drowning. The bridge was several hundred feet above the water, and the currents were fast and vicious. I looked over the edge, but I couldn't see anything. I said I will go and take a look. I stood up on the railing and then leapt. For a fleeting second I questioned my lucidity, because I wasn't flying yet. Just before I hit the water, I started to fly. I flew around the river, looking everywhere, but I still didn't see anything. I flew back up onto the bridge and told the kids there's nobody down there. I then asked the kids to all join hands, and we'll go flying together. One of the kids said, "Like Mary Poppins?", and I said, "Yes!". We joined hands and flew away. I woke up.

Flying Down a Beach
I was flying down a tropical beach. I wanted to cool off in waves, so I landed. I walked out into the surf, getting splashed by waist high waves. I could see the grains of sand washing out with each wave. The water was cool and refreshing. I leaned over and scooped up the sand. I felt the grains of sand in my hands. Clarity improved. I then flew off further down the beach to a building and then walked in.

Biting Dog with Red Eyes
I was holding this beautiful little dog, petting it, as I walked down a sidewalk. We walked past this big black dog with glowing red eyes. It was tied to a railing at someone’s front step. I put the little dog down and floated up to the big bad dog. I picked it up and hugged it, hoping it would not turn this into a nightmare. The hug caused it's eyes to stop glowing red. I put it back on the ground then petted it a few times. As I walked away, it leapt at me and bit onto my arm. The little bugger! It hurt a bit, but I ignored the pain, and continued to walk down the street. I didn’t want this dream to end. The dog hung from my arm for a short while, and eventually vanished.

Rubbing Lag Bolts to Improve Lucidity
I was standing beside a building, and my lucidity was fading fast. I looked around for something to rub in my hands. I saw these 3/8" lag bolts on the ground. I picked up one in each hand, and then rubbed them. The sharp edges of the threads made me very lucid. I dropped the bolts, then walked off to explore.

Ritual: This was my third experiment with the vibrating alarm. Again it was successful, though in a somewhat inexplicable way. I had intended to get lucid but slept from 1:00–6:20am, and realized when I woke it was too late for a proper WBTB. So I used the vibrating alarm, set to go off in 45m. It was 7:19am when I awoke again, so it must have triggered, but I never felt the vibration at all this time. I had an NLD I don't clearly recall, and then a DILD—in which I simply became aware that I was dreaming, with no particular RC or "aha!" moment. The lucidity was low-grade, though, in that I never remembered the tasks I had intended to work on.

DILD: I found myself in K&L in San Francisco. (This is a real wine store that I like, but the dream version had no physical resemblance to RL.) While browsing I noticed all the good food in the cases—fresh food, like slices of cake on plates, ready to be eaten—and reflected on how amazing the food culture is in SF that you can even get great fresh food in a wine shop. There was a tray with samples of wine, generous pours of about two ounces in full-size glasses, and another tray with samples of a variety of little cut bars and pastries. As I began eating and drinking, the impression dawned on me that I was dreaming, but I felt that I was not fully integrated. (This must have been dream logic; I was already deep in dream so there was no question of integration, but apparently what I was sensing was that I was not fully lucid.) I thought that using my senses would help, so I was focusing on the tastes and textures and even the sounds that occurred as I sampled the various confections. I wanted to find one that was more savory than sweet. A couple pieces were green in color, which seemed promising, but they turned out to be more dessert-like than I had hoped. I was amused to notice how I was behaving with dream protocols: if I didn't like a piece, I would just spit it out and leave it on the tray, an act that would be incredibly rude and disgusting in waking life!

I thought after I got better integrated I should go explore the dream—wasn't there something I was dreaming about earlier, a wilderness landscape, that it would be interesting to get back to? I recollected it only vaguely. But first I wanted to try each of the food samples. The very last one I tasted was savory after all, and had a kind of bi-layer construction with a spicy-savory mixture sitting on top of a nest of dried coconut strands—it was my favorite, and I wished I could get the recipe.

Nearby was a little display box full of pamphlets or maybe even CDs about nuns, and as I leafed through them I saw that they broached the question: do nuns wear their habits even when they are locked away together in their nunneries, or do they, like Muslim women, remove their head coverings when at home? I felt that in waking life I knew the answer but now I couldn't remember. I thought about it and considered that the tradition of nuns covering their head must be related to similar phenomena in related cultures and places, such as the way women have to cover their heads when attending a Russian Orthodox church service. I figured it probably did have ties to the tradition among conservative Islamic women to cover their heads. I concluded on this basis that nuns would indeed remove their wimples when alone among themselves. (In retrospect I'm pretty sure I wrong, but I can't say with absolute certainty. The only Christian nuns I've met don't wear habits at all!)

Earlier, when I had decided that I would go explore the dreamscape after I was done here, as if in direct response to my thoughts a horse had promptly cantered up outside the shop and stood there waiting for me. (If only my human DCs were so obliging!) Now that I was finished eating I went outside and prepared to ride away. The horse had been completed tacked up when he arrived—excessively so, I had thought, as he seemed to be carrying bedrolls and other long-distance gear—and when I mounted he had definitely been wearing a saddle because I distinctly braced my foot in the stirrup and held the pommel to get on. However, no sooner had I started riding away than I felt I was slipping around a bit and was surprised to discover that this was because I was riding bareback. Oh well, it will be good practice. I remembered how some people say that LDs can help you practice RL skills, and I figured that I could certainly use some practice improving my seat and position, so I decided to focus on that for a while and see if it paid off in this week's lesson.

I still felt we were in downtown San Francisco but everything felt old-timey. Even the cars looked like 1920s models. Fortunately there weren't many of them, because I was moving through the city at a canter. I realized how unrealistic this was: in RL I would hesitate to stress the horse's legs by cantering on hard paved streets, and I definitely would not cross intersections without stopping, like I was doing now, but since I knew I was dreaming I felt it would be okay. Crossing the street still felt dangerous as there were sometimes cars coming, but there weren't too many of them and they were going slow enough that we were able to dodge one another. I was cantering because that is the gait where I need the most improvement on my seat and position: I was focusing on trying to keep my legs long and heels down, with my core on, back straight and shoulders back.

We cantered right out of the city, though I was paying so much attention to my form that I didn't have much to spare for my surroundings. Just as in RL I noticed the tendency for my legs to creep up and my torso to lean forward at the canter, so I was trying to counter these bad habits and reinforce good ones. At some point I finally halted the horse, and I worked on trying to do that properly as well, keeping my seat deep and using my weight properly. The dream ended around this time, as though by halting the horse I halted the dream.

Ive been having lucid dreams for many many years now, but just the other day I noticed someone mentioned moving the eyes rapidly in a dream to help prevent waking up. Well one issue I had alot is staring. By the way most of my lucid dreams I try to control involve girls, not necesarily sex, but girls in general, I always had issues of looking at them then the dream fades. Well not this time

In this dream it took place in an office, and there were alot of girls, I realized I was in control and decided I'd test out a few things this time and see what really works. So I'd grab a cute girl and simply start making out, no nudity or anything like that, just a nice make out session. Well in the past I'd wake up before long, but I closed my eyes and started moving them rapidly back and forth, and it worked. I was able to make out with that girl for several minutes (at least what felt like several minutes) Even taking it a bit farther than making out. Of course I did eventually wake up, but that's were things got interesting, soon as I woke up, I was able to pull myself right back into the same dream. No sure how I did that yet, usually i can't do that, but once in a while it happens, but usually the dream resets itself and i have to start over. But this time the dreams stayed the same, everything and everyone was right were I left of. So I tryed again, a different girl this time, same techniques, and it worked again, so this time I took things a bit farther, no full sex or anything but I went far by keeping her fully clothed. Full feelings and everything, body heat all that good stuf felt just like the real thing. And then got pulled back out again, yet able to go right back in again.

This time though the dream did reset itself and all the girls were gone. So I tryed another idea, I told myself everyone must just be on break and walked through the maze of desks to find the breakroom, sure enough there was about 6 or so girls sitting in there. So I proceeded over to them and decided to try new thing by giving one a foot massage, and go from there, but I looked up and an older lady started talking to me, but there was a cute girl sitting next to her, so I just moved over and started massaging her feet instead. I thought things might go again from there, but by that point I started going into full dream, and suddenly the trailer park boys showed up and there was a shootout and stuff then I woke up.

But it was an awesome experience having full control, and actually thinking and making decisions this time. I even tested out a theory I had that used to be a fear of mine. And that was wondering if my sleeping body is mimicing any of my dreaming bodies actions. When I pulled out of one of the dreams I focused on what I was doing as it faded and then focused on what my body was doing as I started to wake. My sleeping body wasn't mimicing anything at all, not even the kissing movements. So I guess I can finally put that worry to bed so to speak.

Thank you to anyone who reads this, I really wanted to share it as soon as I got up today. Hopefully i can get dreams like this more often.

Dream - Lucid

I was with a group of people. The next day, we were going to Africa. I'm not sure what the purpose of the trip was. I was supposed to be careful in certain areas, however, so I didn't catch any diseases.

Then, the next day, I was in Africa with this group of people. We were by a desert area. I was trying to remember how I had gotten there. I "remembered" before the flight, but I was drawing a complete blank for the flight. I could not, for the life of me, remember being on the plane!

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I was in a classroom. I was sitting at a desk/table next to a guy. There were many students in the room. The teacher, a guy, was teaching. I had these workbooks, three I believe, and the teacher was telling us to do something with them, like go to a certain page or something. I was trying to follow the directions; I wanted to do well.

I then was driving up to my high school. It was morning. I looked at the front of it, and it looked like my elementary school, but it had my high school's name on it. I parked and started to walk in. I got almost to the door when I realized that I had forgotten my backpack. No matter, I'll just make it appear on my back. I tried to do that, and it made me realize that I was dreaming! I walked into the school and into a room. My brother was in there playing the piano I think? I don't know what we talked about, I can't recall, but I then wanted to make angel wings appear on my back. I looked at my brother and saw that he had these what looked like costume green fairy wings on his back. I concentrated on making the wings grow and then saw them coming off my back. They also looked like costume fairy wings, only white. Eh, I was close. My brother was then talking, but I couldn't hear anything at all; there was no sounds whatsoever, as if someone had hit the mute button on my dream. Everything then went black around me. I was not all the way out of the dream yet, however. I took off into the air, letting myself float like a leaf in the wind. The wind was blowing me around quite a bit, but I let it; I was going with the flow. I felt myself flying for a few seconds, and I then, unfortunately, woke up.

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I was working at Kohl's again. There was a newer girl working with me. She was telling me something, and I was talking back to her, telling her I had worked there for almost 3 years now. I then thought to myself how that didn't seem quite right. I briefly became lucid while looking at a shelf, and thought to myself I could either keep the lucidity or go on with the dream, but I lost it for some reason.

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I had another, very explicit lucid dream, and while I sometimes do a spoiler tag, this time, I really don't think I want to type it out. Sometimes, these dreams get too personal to share online. Sorry, guys.

I was peeing in my bathroom. I was so happy to be relieving myself when I suddenly realized that I actually wasn't relieving myself because I was dreaming. I was irritated because I had to pee really bad.