lucid

Dream 1
I am runnning on a bike path in the downtown area of the city I'm in. I take a turn and go to a kind of shady back-alley way, but it's still part of the path. My dad is then there and there is a four-wheeler in front of us. We take it for a ride and have a blast. Then I bring my mom and I let her drive. She floors it and the vehicle flips over. It is dark outside and I get scared of werewolves. A random dude is suddenly there and he helps us try and flip it back over.

Dream 2
I am in a group of people and we are trying to catch some bad guys. A truck comes and stops us and we all put down our weapons except one guy in our group who has his gun and flashlight trained on the leader.

Dream 3
I am in the desert near an old run-down city. There is quite a big group of people with me. We have to work together but our group is constantly arguing. We are running away from something, and I'm hiding behind a bus. Then, we are back in the city and are at a party. Another group is out to get us and when I confront them, I see a person from our group who I thought was dead. I am totally shocked.

Dream 4
I am getting off the front of a train or something, and I'm standing on a platform. I do the nose-plug RC and am instantly lucid. (In real life I knew I was going to LD and I did the same exact thing beforehand in the dream. So I don't know if this is just a dream about LDing but I'd still be lucid I think) I check my hands just to make sure I'm dreaming and I have more fingers than usual. I go into caveman mode and search for some girls from my school. (I don't really remember what happened now...I think I might've found one girl but I don't know who and I don't know what I did.) I had to do a few other RC's to keep confirming I was dreaming.

Dream 5
I am standing on a battlefield and 2 Jedi are standing in front of me. There is a male and female. The female offers to help the male but he refuses, and goes on. There are two armies standing by some walls. The army behind the walls is evil, and the army attacking is a new and improved clone army. My view switches to seeing over the wall and that teleports me to the top of the wall. The armies are about to start fighting so I quickly jump down and run to the side. This marks the start of WW3. I am then in Denver, Colorado. Me and my entire XC team were put here because it is apparently the safest city to be, but in that first part I remember that the bad guy said he was going to take out Denver. I always duck when walking by windows and I'm constantly terrified of being shot. After a while in Denver, I wake up one night and see everyone leaving. I am scared that they are leaving me and ask how I'm going to get home. They point and I can see another teammate and I am relieved I won't be left behind.

We have all left already and are running through a field. We get to a diner and I remember that this is where all my survival started at. Then I am at my house with my parent's. We are packing things to be able to survive on our own. Our neighbors are doing the same and we give them some water because they don't have enough.

Dream 6
There are a bunch of people at my house. A guy takes me and a few others outside and is really mad at us. I can't remember what for. He said he was going to make us sprint for a very long time but he lightened up and let us quit after like 2 10 yard sprints. Back inside, everyone had left except this hot girl (T) from my school. I struggle to try and not get it on with it her, because I'd get into a lot of trouble if I did. I finally contain myself but I'm kinda mad because that was a perfect chance to do it. She leaves and I turn on a movie. (it had some sort of government name and was about a dude in government) There is a sex scene and right after its over my mom comes home from work. I think its weird that she's home so early. She hugs me and I shut off the movie. She asked what I was watching and I told her and said it wasn't very good. It goes to the title screen and I go on my computer. There is previews of the movie and my mom sees part of the scene and says, "look at that!" I play dumb and she thinks I hadn't seen anything so she doesn't press the issue.

I think my lucid last night was a little weird...I didn't remember it as clearly as I usually do. And I also know I had a lot more dreams.

Dream - Lucid

I was living in a house with Dallas, Rachel, and her husband, Chad (who looked nothing like his IWL counterpart). Also, I was married to both Rachel and Dallas. I was trying to explain this to someone in the dream how that worked. It was like I wasn't married to Chad, but Chad was married to Rachel. It was interesting. Also, dream Chad had a little above shoulder length curly brown hair, and he really annoyed me. I remember talking to him while he was sitting down. I don't remember what we talked about, but I was annoyed (IWL Chad doesn't annoy me at all).

Someone then came over with a little boy. He was probably about 4 or 5. I was talking to him. When I first started to talk to him, I felt apprehensive, because I never know what to say to children. However, I discovered that it wasn't so bad after all. I don't remember much else about this part.

Then, something about us all going on a trip to Japan, or maybe it was just me going on the trip, I'm not sure. I didn't actually go in the dream, but it was a plan. I was thinking about if I had enough money, or how I had saved the money up in the first place.

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I was helping to decorate this huge vanilla cake. It was carved to be someone's head/torso with some cake bordered around it, carved to be circles that I was decorating however I wanted. It was for someone's birthday, though I wasn't sure if it was a child's or adult's birthday. I don't remember how I decorated the circles; I do remember on one that I sketched a person, however.

Then, C, the customer service assistant manager, came up and started to take over the decorating. It kind of irritated me, but it wasn't that much. She sketched a woman holding a young boy in her arms. I now really couldn't figure out if this cake was for a child or an adult.

~

I was working in the bakery, but, of course, it looked different. I'm not sure how long I was there, but it felt like awhile. My manager wasn't there either; I'm not sure where she was.

I went over to a file folder and stuck my two week's notice in with some of her other papers. I tried to keep everything in order, making sure that my notice was the last thing in the stack. I "remembered" that she really liked everything to be in order. I had put on the notice that my last day was October 1st.

I then got a call from Shannon asking me about my work schedule the next couple of weeks. She named off some shifts and asked if it was ok. I said it was, and hung up. I then was thinking about what day it was that day. Today was actually the 1st, and I just agreed to shifts beyond my two week's notice.

I then went to go get my notice to change the date to the 10th instead so I could work the shifts that she wanted me to. I couldn't find it in her stack of papers anymore.

I then started to gather up some of my things. I started cleaning out my locker. I had some stuffed owl in there among other things. Someone saw me carrying all my things. I don't think they said anything to me.

I then remembered again that I had agreed to those shifts, and today wasn't my last day after all. I felt so hazy and confused (this feeling permeated the entire dream). Oh well, at least I was getting some things out now.

I then was walking around, looking at my feet, somewhere completely different. The floors were purple. I realized I was dreaming, and thought to myself how much lucidity I'd had lately. I was thinking I had had some every night. I then started to make this little noise, and I could feel my waking life body breathing out and making the noise also. Oops, making noises in my sleep. I kept on doing it.

I then had an FA in a different bed. I was back in the two week's notice dream. I don't think much else happened.

I got lucid in a very weird way last night - I had watched the series 'The Prisoner' and in my dream "Number 2" appeared and was very suspiciously trying to talk me into something. The actor of Gandalf, by the way. And I realized it, somehow I knew this was from fiction and I concluded I must be dreaming.

So I turned away and walked out of the house. There was a wooden chest on the porch and I convinced myself of pumpkins having been stored there. Opened up - yep - pumpkins. It kind of never ceases surprising me how stuff is so easy to dream up. Classical big orange ones - I took one out and pried the top loose, which was easy, too. But to my disappointment there was only pumpkin-mush in it. I remembered reading about somebody having dug into it and found more, so I did that and indeed, there was more - just nothing exciting. Several black relatively flat and shiny stones of a diameter of maybe 5 cm.
Na well...

I was at our grandma's with my family. I was with my sister in the kitchen, but the wall was made of glass, which made it possible for us to see the entrance hall. All of a sudden, we started hearing some strange music coming from the street. I went close to the window and peeked out to see a large group of people (ten or so) dressed in a pretty weird way. I got scared right away and was terrified when I saw them entering the house. Many of them stayed in the hall, sitting on a couple of armchairs, and they were all texting with their phones. A couple of them saw us in the kitchen and came in to get us. I was freaking out so much at this point that I realised: "this can't be happening, this must be a nightmare". Once lucid but still paralised from the fear and not knowing what to do, I quickly asked to wake up. As I was saying it I knew I could take control of the dream, but it was too late.

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Day 6 using SSILD
I decided to refocus my intent after reading an old thread about getting out of a dry spell. I knew that I had to build the confidence, so I tried super damn hard, telling myself that I CAN do it, I WILL do it. I kept telling myself to be a natural lucid dreamer, to make myself think that I know it can be done. I got good results and have now broken my dry spell.

Dream 1 - Dream Fragment (00 35)
Very short, I briefly remember that there was something about lucid dreaming, then I promptly woke up.

Dream 2 - Oil Volcanism (02 55)
I seem to be on a road trip in a car, driving towards the beach with my brothers gf's family boat (I don't think they have a boat). It feels like I'm in the South Island, and the sky is overcast. Somehow the boat gets into the water and I'm on it now with a friend and a boat guide. I don't really make any contact with the boat guide, he's in the background, I think he was wearing a life vest. There is a board or frame on the wall of the boat, I touch it and know that if I lift it up too much then the boat will fall apart. I turn around at some point to see my friend touching it and he lifts it up too much, subsequently disassembling the boat. We're in the water now, I feel a bit worried about sharks but I don't think too much about it. We try to bring together a sort of 'shield' of boat parts to protect our legs in case there are sharks though, since it felt like there was no way we could get on any of the floating bits without falling off. Next thing I know, we're somehow getting this makeshift 'raft' thing with us in the centre (still in the water though, imagine a barricade) to move towards the oil 'spill', of which was the original goal for the road trip. The oil spill itself is more like an upwelling of oil, it feels a bit warm and is viscous. The plan now is to get back to shore using the flow coming from the upwelling oil, so we wade our little fort on the top of the spill and go down the slide as if it were a slide, gaining momentary momentum. We make it to the edge, I think something to myself along the lines of staying within the boundaries of the oil spill because no wildlife like sharks and stuff would be able to get us. I see the shore in the distance, I start thinking that it isn't that far and so I shouldn't worry about sharks, next thing I know I'm getting out of the water and walking along the shore to the car. As I walk towards the car I see my mum, brother, and my brothers gf drive past, my brother is laughing at some joke. I decide I better go say hi, and walk up to the car. They're standing in a triangle talking, they're here to go see the oil spill too. I try to get into the conversation to apologize to my brothers gf but I can't seem to get into it, I then wake up.

I stay awake for the next 2-3 hours, unable to fall back to sleep as my insomnia seems to kick in. Nearing the end of this (between 5-6) I could hear birds chirping outside, I started trying to make myself fall asleep and focusing on my hypnogogic imagery. I had two intense hypnogogic sounds, one was an amplified bird chirp that boomed down my ear, the other was just a boom.

Dream 3 - Homeless shelter for students (between 06 00 and 06 30)
I had made my way to a house where lots of people who didn't have houses would sleep, it was free accommodation. Everyone would either be sleeping on the floor, couches or beds, and the house was more like one room. I conversed a little bit with the DC's but I don't recall any of the conversations. I remember thinking that it would be convenient for a student to live here, you wouldn't ever have to pay rent, and for some reason I think that most of the people there were actually students. I decide to lie down and go to sleep on the floor. I wake up during the night and think 'oh shit, I should be going home', knowing that I would have to walk up a huge hill (the image I had of the hill was the exact same one as the one I walk up to get home from my friends house). After this imagery, the house takes on a different tone, kind of resembling an experience where my friend would have get-togethers at his place and we'd crash on his couch. Upon thinking that the hike back will make me sweaty (it's incredibly humid in the place with the hill) I take off my long-johns - this felt like a struggle for some reason.

I try to cement this dream to memory, and as I'm doing so I end up falling asleep again into what is now the 2nd lucid dream I've had.

Dream 4 - The thief who wants our stuff for some reason (07 20)
Almost like a continuation of my journey in the past dream, I'm now home. I'm conversing with my family in the family room about how a thief is going to try and steal chess pieces from us (they're super small too). I remember something about them having a special power when they're all brought together. We decide to keep them in a chest and protect them, we have to go away somewhere so the thief can't find us. The king piece isn't with the other pieces though, it's been completely forgotten by the others. I walk into the sitting room (I think Americans call this a lounge) and look around for a while. I seem to be on my stomach on the floor, I notice that at the bottom of a 1m tall, 15cm wide wooden stand thing is the king chess piece. It looks like a knight though . I think to myself that I should keep it to myself and that way no one will know where the last piece is. It is in a glass box container, I open it up and take it out, I seem to still be lying on my stomach and decide I should probably get up. I hear my mum coming into the lounge, and I barely manage to get up in time and put my arm behind the curtain and the figurine in my mouth, obscuring them both from view. My mum walks through, "Hey mum" I say, it comes out metallic because of the figurine in my mouth. She doesn't pay any attention the weirdness of my voice. Unfortunately I had forgotten to turn off my alarm that goes off at 06 45, the glass box behind the curtain is next to my head and starts vibrating loudly. My mum says "what's that sound?" as she walks towards me with a confused look on her face. "It's just my phone, I like the feel of it", I rub my head against the curtain to what I'm pretending to is now a phone behind it. She then says "Is it coming from behind the curtain?". This felt like an incredibly weird response, I start having an internal monologue: "What? Why would she ask that, I just told her that it's my phone and she can clearly see it's coming from behind the curtain. Is she not satisfied with my answer?" I start to realize that this has to be a dream, my feelings about the current situation flow away as I realize none of it matters. "I'm dreaming" I think to myself. I walk towards the doors that lead to the deck, on my way I do a RC to make sure, pushing my thumb onto the palm of my hand and stretching it elastically. I open the doors and fly outside, it's night time, I fly up a bit and get blocked a bit by the power lines. I decide to go up a bit and hover over the house, and for some reason that I can't recall, I closed my eyes. Big mistake. I think 'oh shit, if I open my eyes I'll be awake >_<'... Then I tried to open my eyes and be in the dream but it didn't work.

Note: I didn't feel overly excited and destabilize the dream like I did in my first lucid, instead I just cocked it up somehow.

#370 - DILD - 5:53AM

I am in some church that looks a lot like the last one my father preached at in Texas. I am standing in the back leaning on the back rest of a pew while someone drones on up front. I come to awareness as I am staring off into space being introspective. I decide this is probably a dream and wonder into a back room.

I remember the costume task for the task of the month and look for my manatee outfit. There is a white toy chest behind a stack of chairs. There seems to be a bunch of stuffed animals and puppets in there. This is perfect for what I need. I reach in and pull out a grey hoodie with a plush manatee head for the hood. I decided before hand that I didn't want a complicated costume but this unexpected item is genius. I find a full length door mirror so that I would have a visual ground as I slip the costume over my head. My reflection doesn't cooperate and is making funny faces at me. It's not even doing the same movements I am. I decide this DC is annoying and move to another mirror. My reflection is still making faces but at least it's cooperating. I carefully slip the hoodie on while I keep a visual on the mirror. Once I have it one with the hood up, I turn around and imagine being in the water.

The hallway behind me quickly fills with water to the roof and I start swimming. Air bubbles swirl around me as I level out and make swimming motions. The dream fades here a bit but I focus on memories of snorkeling and quickly find myself in something similar to King's Bay. I even act the part and pretend that I have fins for elbows as I 'walk' the bottom among the vegetation. after a few seconds, my vision fades to black again but I decide that I have done the task so I let myself wake up.

I go ahead and nose plug but blow through. I set up and find myself outside next to my wife. I have the Manatee hoodie in my hands. I say to my wife, "Look, it's a Manatee hoodie! I just made it up on the fly but you would really love to have this. I wonder if it exists." My wife doesn't say anything but just smiles. I decide that I should do a web search when I wake up. This thought sends me into another FA.

I nose plug and am upset that I can't wake up. I am really worried that I will forget doing the task. I try really hard to wake up but just have some SP feelings instead. I quickly recall the costume dream and feel I have a good memory of it so I go ahead and allow myself to have some more lucid dream time. I sit up and feel slightly bored not knowing what to do next. I see my wife lying next to me and get some ideas. I'll skip the details, but I enjoy some rough anal sex with her stopping just before I reach completion not wanting to have a wet dream.

I have another FA and I nose plug. What the hell? I see my wife fully clothed looking into the mirror on the closet door. I am not at satisfied from before so I enjoy some oral sex. I feel that I am being ridiculously rough with her but decide that it's ok in a dream. I have an intensely satisfying release at the end and feel that I have now had a wet dream. Annoyed, I decide should wake up and change.

I have another FA and nose plug. I shout out, "Goddammit mother fucker!" my voice is vivid and loud. I spend a few seconds trying really hard to wake up, but I just can't. I decide to let go the worry of forgetting the dream and needing to change and decide to be thankful for such a strong LD. I open my dream eyes to look around and instead of a ceiling, I see a vivid, clear deep space view of a bright blue planet nestled next to a golden nebula. I am in awe of this sight and spend a few seconds taking it all in. I want to fly to the planet and explore so I reach my arms up to it as I lay in bed. I try to fly up to it but can't seem to move or float up. I don't want to try to stand up or do much of anything because I don't want to ruin such a beautiful sight. Fixated on the view, I relax hoping to float up but I have another FA.

This time I can hear the box fan humming and I try to move to get up. The effort jerks my physical body and I wake up for real.

10:25AM - Non Lucid - CanisLucidus At The Event

My wife and I are with CanisLucidus and his wife in a limo. CL is talking to his wife about getting tickets to some Glenn Beck event. His wife told him not to worry about it because she order early and got an awesome deal on some first class seating and there were going to meet Glenn Beck. I am a little disappointed that we didn't think of this. We had to order cheap tickets last minute.

We separate and I am with my wife in a crowded street like it's New Year's Eve in Times Square. There seems to be a million people here. I am talking to my wife about random stuff and I tell here that all it will take is just one person to turn into a zombie and then everyone will quickly be infected and wiped out. I somehow know this is really about to happen so I keep a watchful eye on the people around me. My wife seems to think I am nuts but I am ready to fight the zombie hoard.

Now I am watching CL with his wife like it's a movie. CL is narrating and I feel like I am reading one of his DJ entries. I see everything as from CL's point of view. He is next to his wife. She is in a fancy evening gown and CL is wearing a gray suit. They are high up in some balcony like in an Opera House. There is some conversation. I say to myself that I like how this is playing out like a movie with a plot. It's also skipping back and forth between characters like a movie. Seeing from CL's eyes, I look down at the jewel encrusted wine glass in his hand as he takes a sip. It looks like a moscato or some other white wine. There is some fine cursive lettering etched on the base of the glass. Now I am not looking from CL's eyes, but like I am there. I take the glass from CL and look closer. It is part of CL's DJ entry. It's hard to read and I don't remember it all but it says something about how he likes how he knows were are the DC's are in this part of the dream. This is just before 'it' all happens. He uses actual names rather than DV nicknames, but he tells where He and his wife are, where my wife and I are, as well as Dreamer and OpheliaBlue. There is something about how he's disappointed that I had to join the crowd down below but I had volunteered to help out with the event. I thought this was totally wrong and I begin to wonder what's going on. I try to read more of the small print to get some understanding but can't seem to see what the words are anymore. I am suddenly woken up by my wife getting out of bed.

It's been a while since I posted anything.

I dreamed I was trying to fit my cell phone into a side pocket on my purse and it wouldn't fit.

I dreamed I got up to check my phone (which I had, at one point in the very early morning, when it went off) but for some reason I went to sleep on the couch. When I 'got up', it was pitch black inside the apartment even though I knew it was morning. That didn't really clue me in, though, I just accepted it. Then, I tried to turn the light in the kitchen on. It didn't work. I then tried to turn the bedroom light on - it also didn't work. I realized that this probably wasn't due to the fact that both lightbulbs weren't working, but probably because I was dreaming. I shouted "It's too dark!" to try to create some light, but it didn't work.

I wound up back on the couch, trying to get up, and realizing I was still dreaming. I actually wanted to wake up for real, since I knew it was probably getting late in the morning and I didn't want to sleep in too late, but found myself in another false awakening. Frustrated, I tried to rouse my sleeping body and managed to turn over in my physical bed, waking myself up (for real).

I had a headache. I got out of bed and made some coffee.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #245: The Third Arm

I’m sitting next to Wife at a little craft table, both of us working on our laptops. I don’t know what she’s doing, but I seem to be writing some code for the game. My iPod is laying on the desk next to me, and I try to cue up some music on it. I swipe and poke randomly at the screen, and a song starts playing. Horrifyingly, the performer in the song is me! I’m braying out some horrible-sounding song that’s a cross between “Tribute” and just random squawking.

I desperately stab at the screen to try to make this stop. Now some British synth-pop is playing instead, much better. I note how strange the screen appears, and I remember to look for the dream. I stand up, and find that both Wife and the craft table appear to have vanished. I remember my intention to summon Dreamer and attempt the bonus Task of the Month (to find and play a musical instrument that doesn’t exist in waking life.)

For some reason, I have this very strong belief that the dream is taking place in my childhood home and that it’s completely empty. I affirm that Dreamer is already here in the room with me but I don’t believe it. I walk from room to room, saying things like, “[Dreamer], you’re right around the corner…” but never quite believing it.

I look down at my hands and say, “[Dreamer], you’re walking right beside me.” As I say this, a third arm extends right out of my chest, lining up its palm with my own palms. The upper part of the arm is covered by the sleeve of a purple polo shirt. I wonder whether this is Dreamer’s arm…? The purple sleeve seems really promising, but the arm kinda has a man-hand that looks more like mine. I think about what I can do with this to complete the summon, but can’t quite figure anything out before the arm vanishes.

I proceed into the den, saying out loud again that I’m expecting to find “[Dreamer]” here (using her waking life name.) I say something about her being “purple”, and expect to see her. As I turn my gaze around the room, I spy a purple director’s chair in the corner, but no Dreamer sitting in it.

Again I expect to see “purple” Dreamer, but instead I summon a purple trampoline, leaned up against the wall! And now look, there’s a purple wall hanging over one of the windows. I peer through the window, seeing only darkness beyond. I feel like there’s no certain dreamworld beyond this house right now, and even though I consider the idea of leaving, I feel nervous about trying this.

Maybe I just need to try calling her “Dreamer” instead of using her waking life name. I try this for a while, too, but I’m having a terrible time shaking this idea that the house is empty. I sense that I’ve let myself get stuck and that I should be able to think my way out of this. I call out a few more times, noting that I’ve actually had quite a bit of dream time. I worry that I should have done more with the third arm or that cool-looking purple trampoline. It isn’t long before the dream ends.

#369 - DILD? - 4:38AM

I scored two LD's last night and I'm super excited because it has been awhile since I have had this kind of high level lucid. I really didn't employ any sort of technique this time other than being super motivated and highly worried that I was going to have another G fail as I enjoyed a 45min WBTB. I suppose I did a sort of MILD tech; while doing some basic body awareness, I imagined being lucid and feeling the walls with my hands. But really, I suspect my paranoia of screwing this up was what brought my awareness up while dreaming. I guess I need to worry more!

In this first one, I don't recall how I became lucid and I was probably only semi or low level lucid to start.

I am in some elven chamber with Royal High Elves like in something from The Lord Of The Rings or Elder Scrolls. I am given a strange looking mace or blunt weapon made of a bright magical metal, but that is only the covering for a short sword. I draw it out at the handle letting the blunt part fall off and hold a bright glowing sword. I know that I have been sent into the darkness to defeat an enemy. I turn and see some sort of open portal that takes up an entire wall. There is a darkened and distorted courtyard full of humanoid creatures hiding from the light. I don't really want to rush out there and be overwhelmed so I decide that I'll try to coax them out one by one. I notice some grapes growing up the interior walls and wonder why they are there. I dismiss it as one of those funny dream things and decide to enjoy it. I pluck a handful and munch on a grape or two; the taste is as expected. As I do this, a few creatures rush in past me, but I let the elves worry about that and focus my attention outside. One of the creatures has a bow and arrow and starts shooting at me. I take cover close to the wall and throw some grapes out. I tell the bowman to come out and almost call it like a dog. I sort of hope it will try to eat the grapes but it doesn't seem interested. The more I study the creature hiding under a structure, the more it looks like a Jawa. For some reason this helps and I am less afraid. Maybe I just need to know what I am facing. After a few seconds, I realize it's not going to come out so I rush out to attack in spite my previous apprehension. I forget that I have a magical sword, but I am carrying a dagger in my right hand. It is enough. I stab the Jawa in the chest and look up in time to see movement to my right. I turn the dagger and strike out sinking the blade deep into another's face. More twisted and evil looking Jawas are coming and now I remember the magical sword. I blind summon and lift the glowing blade into the air. The dark creatures shrink back as my field of vision is engulfed by a white light. The dream fades from there and I wake up.

I roll over to find my DJ, but something feels off and very dreamlike. I do a nose plug and blow cleanly through. I am a little shocked and do this a few more times. I am actually a little disappointed and worried that I will forget my dream but I get up anyway. My lucidity is now at a high level but the dream is dark. I wonder into the living room and peer into the darkness trying not to give this hang-up too much power. I decide to call out and interact with the environment, "Helloooo?" Nothing responds as I feel my way to the kid's room and open the door. I can now see a little bit and I hear the toilet flush in the bathroom. "Hello? Who's there?" I am back to coaxing creatures out of the darkness and wonder why there seems to be a connection to the previous dream. The door slowly opens and my two cats run out. I chuckle to myself and pick up Sputnik, my one-eyed, black cat. I walk to the front door talking to her in a high-pitched teasing way, "Let's go outside. Do you wanna go out? You little black asshole." I talk like this to my animals all the time in waking life.

Once outside, I immediately recall the pumpkin task for the task of the month. I must have dropped my cat or it vanished because I have no other memory of her from here. I use a strong sense of expectation as I walk around to the side of the house. Just as I thought, there is a nice looking pumpkin in the driveway resting up against the house. It looks pretty solid and I briefly wonder how I am going to cut it open. I recall OpheliaBlue's dream and remember hers was sort or soft so I decide that's how mine will be. I reach down and rip the top off; it feels really pliable and half rotten. When I take a look inside, I see many smaller pumpkins among the typical stringy pumpkin guts. No seeds; just miniature pumpkins. I feel a little disappointed that I didn't find something cooler but this is kind of neat. I get the idea to open the biggest mini pumpkin, but the inside of that one was just solid pumpkin mush. I begin squishing and playing in the mess like a kid in the mud. Not far into this, I wake up and do a nose plug to be sure.

I later recall a non lucid about going to the grocery store down the street. There had been an explosion with the propane tanks and part of the building was blown out. I was still able to go inside and do my shopping.

I woke up at 4:30am, so I decided to try WBTB for 10 minutes.

When I tried to sleep, I kept feeling the onset of sleep paralysis, which freaked me out so I resisted it for a while.

I eventually fell asleep and dreamed about a GTA-style game in which two women are chasing each other in their cars. The pursued woman traps the other woman somehow and paralyzes her, holding her hostage.

Then I am in this game, in a race against another woman driver. I quickly get bored as the track is small and circular, so I get away into another part of the map.

The dream turns lucid when the GTA setting turns into the trailer for some action movie with a "buddy" theme. The stars are two young men, with specific ages - one aged 17, the other 23. The 17-year old is played by Daniel Radcliffe. The 23-year old was another famous actor, but I can't remember him.

I end up in the trailer with them, racing through the streets in various vehicles until we get to their home - a large house somewhere off the map.

I hang out with them in a poorly lit room somewhere on the ground floor. I think it was the living room. We chat for a while, then they both leave to another room in the house, leaving me alone in the room.

I notice a wall-length mirror, so I look at myself. I look as I normally do. I decided to dance in front of the mirror, and this is where it gets interesting: when I exaggerated my arm movements, in the mirror my arms were still at my side. I waved my arms around wildly, but the reflection only showed me making smaller movements, still at my side.

I decided to leave the room and explore the rest of the house. Outside the room was a long hallway that was dark. It was only lit by lights from behind the doors along it. The first door to the left had a red light, possibly coming from a TV, where Radcliffe and his friend were hanging out. I thought about walking in, but decided to see the rest of the house first.

The other doors were slightly ajar, and seemed to be bedrooms. All of them seemed to have a female occupant sleeping on a bed. I decided against walking in there and disturbing them - I could not be bothered to deal with a DC screaming about a strange man in their bedroom.

I walked further along and ended up in a wood-panelled kitchen. It was spacious with a lot of cupboards mounted from the ceiling. The counter was in the middle, and I walked around it to explore the other side of the kitchen.

This is where it got scary: when I reached the opposite end of the kitchen, a man emerged from the door that I came in from. He was a tall, elderly man with an eye that was messy somehow - like half of his face was rotting. He spoke to me in a Scottish accent, and started coming after me around the table.

He chased me around the table, reaching out for me, trying to grab me. I don't think he had malicious intent - in fact, judging by how he was smiling, I think he wanted to hug me. But I wasn't sure. Besides, he looked so freakish that I didn't want him anywhere near me.

After a while, I got sick of being chased around the counter. I stopped, turned around and slammed one of the cupboard doors in his face, shouting:

"Get the f*** away from me!"

He turned and fled back through the door.

My sudden aggression woke me up. It was 6am.

I went back to sleep and had some dream where I was being chased by gunmen in some sci-fi setting, my recall is a little hazy on that one.

The first 4 dreams are continuations of the story but I'm pretty sure they were all separate dreams, and if they weren't, I'm counting them different anyways

I posted these before LD's that came before because all I had for these dreams was notes and it wasn't fully written out so I was afraid I'd forget. All my other LD's are written out so that's why they come after this one.

Dream 1
I am at my cousin's house, though it isn't how it is IWL. We are hanging out and its just the two of us. We are waiting for when we are going to eat breakfast in the morning. We head out to his backyard and there is no door going out back, the wall of the house just opens up into it. There are a few trees and some ponds, and I think it was a little misty. I am then driving my cousin's quad copter and I put it over a Lego city and press a button. The quad copter shoots bullets down on the city. My cousin is then standing where the city was, but the city isn't there anymore. The quad copter keeps shooting as my cousin stands under it and my cousin gets really mad. We have a really big argument. My cousin's mom comes home with his little brother.

Dream 2
I am in my house and my mom is going out to the garage to my cousin home. She asks me to do something and I for some reason become lucid. (I can't remember if I did an RC or not) There is a girl in my mom's car in the garage. She is a year older than me and goes to my school and she's pretty hot. It is not my mom's car IWL. I quickly go into 'caveman mode' and walk quickly to the car and get inside. My cousin is also in the car and I tell him to get out. He finally gets out and I lock the doors. Than, the girl proceeds to "assist me" (I won't go on to save you all from description of it.

Dream 3
I am sitting on a couch in a palace type thing, kind of like there was on the resorts in Mexico. I do a quick RC and am lucid again! I look around and notice a few people, but I quickly walk to the left into a walkway. There is a guy there in a suit and tie. He is a little bit chubby, I think. I remember that I wanted to ask a DC to train me to get more LD's so I aks him. I also ask him how I can praise God more (which was a bit random because that thought wasn't even in my mind...I just for some reason said it). He tells me to follow him and we walk down the walkway. After walking under an archway, we are in a utility closet type room, but it is fairly big. The walls are carpeted.

Dream 4
I am at a restaurant with my cousin's family and my family is also there. I just know I can't be dreaming 'cause we are finally at the restaurant eating breakfast. I decide I should do an RC just to get some practice in so I plug my nose. I can breathe through it, but I'm so conviced I'm not dreaming, I shake it off and use the excuse that I wasn't pinching hard enough. I decide to look at my fingers just to make sure and I expect to count five...but I count six. I recount thinking I had miscounted but sure enough there ware six fingers on each hand. I jumped, realizing I actually was dreaming. I get up and walk over to the bar area. Off to the left, the chubby guy from before was there. We continue the training but instead of telling me what I asked for, he tells me that two hours gives you a lot of time to do things. He also says that two hours shouldn't be wasted in a day, as that is a good chunk of time. I take this to mean that I should be doing something productive and not be wasting time in any day, and that I should cherish the time I have. I am a procrastinator and I waste quite a bit of time every day IWL. He also says that I still have a paper to do in English that's do today, and I should get any homework I have done right away. I start getting worried because I woke up early that morning to finish it, and I won't have any time to finish it because I was eating with my family.( I must've been losing lucidity because I was worried about something that was in a dream...or maybe I thought it was a school day IWl. It was still the weekend when I woke up.) The chubby guy takes me to the bar and introduces me to a friend. He pours us lemonade into a glass and I drink it. It tastes really good. The guy starts talking to me but I can't remember what he says.

Dream 5
I am a detective working on a shooting case. I think I'm supposed to be protecting a guy from getting shot. I am at my High School with someone else, who is my assistant. I am like Shawn Spencer in Psych, and I could tell where the shooter would be hiding by very small details. I line up where the bullet will go, and I think I rushed in and tackled the guy to save him. I had to walk down a long hallway where the wall was glass, so a person could easily get shot.

Man, I don't know what happened to me the night before last.

I recall bits and pieces some dream about forgetting a paper for a class in college, and then going back to my room to get it.

I recall being on the cast of Star Trek. I cannot recall if the dream was just about filming Star Trek, and if everything was being faked or if I was actually dreaming about a 'real' Star Trek scenario.
We are in this area (that I'm pretty sure isn't actually on the show) called the data core room. It is this huge maze of passages on the back of the enterprise with all of these clear blue glowing crystals on mounts in the wall. Supposedly they were some kind of memory crystals for the ship's computer system that kept track of all the star systems and alien races.
There is a group of 8 or 10 people. The only ones I recognize are Kirk, Picard, and Spock. I think some other famous characters were there. (I don't know, I've only seen a few episodes of Star Trek in my life.)
Anyways, we are back here because supposedly the air quality here is the best in the ship, and doing some experiment with this new disease that is supposed to be harmless. They release it and everyone seems fine except for this other character; A teenager with brown hair made into an afro.
The guy starts sneezing (ah-choo, ah-choo, ah-choo!) repeatedly, without stopping. He starts sneezing more and more violently, and eventually starts to sneeze up blood. Spock calls up a medical technician, but for some reason the guy on the other end is just screaming "AMBULANCE! AMBULANCE! CALL AN AN AMBULANCE RIGHT NOW!!"
Something seems familiar about the sneezing disease, but I can't put my finger on it.
I also notice that for some reason there are racks of candy in the area, and decide not to focus on the guy sneezing, even though I can still hear him. I look at the candy and consider buying some. Somehow the data core room was mixed with a candy store.
...
I somehow get 'outside'. I am on this (either cruise ship or island, I think it was an island but felt like a cruise ship). I get a little confused thinking this is actually the exterior of the Enterprise. There is this big wooden boardwalk with all of these restaurants along it. There are also these huge wooden wheel sculptures.
I see someone I know in WL (we'll just call her E). I go over next to her and we start talking about the sculptures.
Awww... what a charming, romantic moment in a dream. Wait a second, doesn't this person hate me in WL? Oh, yes she does, and right then she pushed me over the edge into the water. I fall into the water, and (ignoring the laws of buoyancy) I sink about five hundred feet all the way to the bottom.
I remember very clearly looking up and seeing the sunlight streaming down under the water and thinking about how deep I was.
I become fully lucid and thrust upward to get above water. Once I make it to the surface, I try to fly up out of the water and get back up there. I can't seem to lift out of the water. I then, for some reason, think of Avatar, and decide to try and make a waterspout and ride it back up onto the platform.
I begin to spin around, and I can see the water beginning to form a vortex around me, but then it just splashes back into the sea and comes apart.
I look back and see that (because it's a dream) I am now about half a mile away from the island. Great. Now I've got to get up onto the boardwalk and travel all of this horizontal distance.
Again, I think of the Waterbenders in Avatar. How they can 'surf' sometimes even without a surfboard. I start to push forward, and start to lift out of the water. I manage to get to the point where only my lower legs are submerged and I am moving along at a lazy 10-20mph. I don't feel like I am getting any closer to the island though.
I feel like I should be going faster. I try using a hand motion to accelerate. I try a couple different hand motions, looking to find the one that feels most fluid. None of these seem to be working.
Then, I see a massive wave coming up on the right. Higher than the island. It envelops (and probably destroys) the entire island. It is then coming for me.
It hits me and I immediately find myself deep underwater unsure of what direction is up or how deep I am. I can't see. It's just nothing.
But I still have my lucidity. I think maybe I can manifest a new dream. I try to picture being on another island somewhere. I start to see some palm trees and grass, as well as a calm, sandy beach. I start breathing and begin plotting where my body should be. Just as I think I've got it, I lose the dream and wake up.

11.10.2014

Sniping & Ripping Someone's Head Off (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This is a very disturbing dream simply because for the first time in a long time, there was something I did that would be very graphic, and maybe gore-y to some extent.

I’m bending my knees at a hiding point within a train station of some sort. The atmosphere consists mostly of a milky sepia toned overlay, along with subtle hints of brown, and dark mustard gold components as well. There’s a contrast of very cool colors like blue, green, and violet to the left of me.

But what’s really important is what’s located to the right of me. Based on my emotions, I felt as if I was having to mentally prepare myself for doing something very bold. Apparently, it was to assassinate an elderly man that’s onboard a speeding train, and I have to use a sniper rifle in order to kill him. It seems this was suitable for some reason due to how noisy the train may be, which would mask out the sound of the sniper rifle shots.

I can’t recall what kind of clothing I was wearing in particular, but I presumed it had to be very light in order for me to traverse around the area quickly and efficiently just in case I needed another reference point to shoot form. And I believe there was someone right beside me that would be my backup/partner/comrade, but I didn’t pay too much attention to them, even when being aware of my peripheral vision on the right side.

It made sense since all I could focus on was the target at hand. I wasn’t sure why I was doing this, and it felt as if I was just playing the typical video game where the character has to shoot down some grandiose villain who happens to be proficient in Black Marketing with Uranium, or some other atomically potent weapon of mass destruction.

I noticed that I seem to be at a perfect angle in order to take several shots at once with the rifle. Imagine being aware right where you’re at now, and knowing you’re bracing your back against the intersection of two walls that would be going out in a “V” formation expanding away from you. Now imagine the scenery shifting from a sepia tone overly, to one consisting of cool colors (e.g., turquoise, violet, green). This will be crucial in distinguishing what would be an implied “actual time and space” setting with the cool colored overly, and the sepia tone that would imply that time would be put to a halt while I’m able to move freely at “normal speed” compared to the space surrounding me.

I noticed what looked like your casual train going through a linear track system is coming very soon, and I seem to fluctuate between controlling time a little bit, and going through trial-and-error of how I would land my shots. As the train gets closer, maybe 50-100 feet away from my location, I prepare the rifle, and zoom into a first person perspective, and it seems I have auto-assist in the dream or something.

Because it’s automatically shifting my aim sights to the head and chest region of the elderly looking man I’m here to kill. He’s fairly tall, maybe 5’9’’ - 5’11’’. He’s wearing a milky violet-blue dress shirt with some kind of dark blue-ish violet upside down triangle material in the interaction of the V formation his attire is exhibiting. He’s wearing a milky blue suit on top of that dress shirt that is covered up by the buttoned-up suit, and is wearing pants of similar color to the suit.

He seems to be at least within his late 40s, early 50s, but his body composition was deceiving as it implied that he could be very flexible and agile, and yet still have a powerful existence at the same time. He’s just casually standing around inside of the train. Within the train, the lighting consists of watery-lime green overlays, and somehow the attire the old man is wearing makes it easier to track him down.

Not questioning the weird logic behind this, I prepare to take a shot, and as I’m shifting my awareness to first person perspective, time is slowing down for me. I seem to be fluctuating in visuals of sepia tone, and the cooler color tone I mentioned recently for this dream. Everything seems to be connecting, and I have my sights dead-on at this guy’s head, and if not, neck and upper chest region.

I make no hesitation, and made my first shot that creates a very linear white smoking stream that’s akin to what you may see in a Halo game.

Just as I was expecting him to fall flat on the ground, it seems that I either missed, or he has an existence that seem impregnable to whatever damage is done to him, or he has a bullet proof vest that can withstand the impact of a sniper bullet coming straight at him at a high velocity.

I almost panicked a little bit simply because he would now be aware of his surroundings, and try to find the location of where the shot came from. Fortunately, he was in his own state of shock, twisting his upper region along with his head, arms and fingers, left and right as he’s anatomically allowed to move to.

And because the train is slowly moving into my limit of making a sniper shot, I somehow made time go even slower, and shifted myself quickly to another reference point to shoot from, and this time, I was able to fire 3-4 shots into the chest area of the man. But even with this ability to slow time down, and also how the gravity works as well when I’m moving, nothing is working.

For some reason, I decided to do something very unorthodox, and I can’t remember how I did it exactly. Somehow, I threw away the sniper rifle altogether since its weight would probably drag me down tremendously. Then I made a very quick dash to the left side of the train, and found some way to get inside the train.

From this point on, it seems I had better control of coordinating my dream body movements compared to the previous aiming that felt like I was just a spectator gently guiding the aiming for the dream body I’m looking from a third person behind the back perspective. Taking advantage of the time manipulation, I somehow get the old man to be pushed out of the train through the windows, or something to that effect.

I immediately jump off just seconds after he’s thrown onto the left side of the train tracks. The environment turns back to a sepia tone overly once more, and I guide my hands towards the back of the man’s face.

And then used as much centripetal force, along with making a downward curve that would end in me having my left knee bent in a tilted L-shape, and my right kneed on the ground, to decapitate the guy’s head off.


The moment this happened, the scene shifts to people looking through the window, and a few taking their upper region and heads out of the window in surprise of what was going on. One dream character I seemed to have recalled decently had a weird M-shaped mustache that was very curly and long. He looked more like a pirate rather than a person with a casual shirt and pants attire. The main colors of his outfit consisted of red with gold trimming, along with a white dress shirt underneath the red suit.

I’m surprised as well on what I did to this guy just now, and this reaction seems to prompt me to shift my awareness elsewhere.

I WILDed into my dorm room, as I almost always do. The dream seemed very unstable from the get-go, so I decided to wait it out before I tried anything major. I first walked around a bit, touching everything, reminding myself that it was a dream. I then got the weird idea to walk up the wall. Yeah, it was weird, but I figured, why not? I walked up to the door, put my foot on it, and then pulled my other foot up. I was now standing on the door, and my body was now parallel to the floor.


This cat's reaction is also similar to my own.

Well this is unique. I walked around beside the door to open it, and then fell through the hole/doorway. I landed on the wall in the hall, but then walked back down onto the floor, since I was beginning to get dizzy.

I flew to the end of the hall, opened the door, and made my way down the stairs to the outside. I walked over to a tree by the road and looked up at the many oranges on it. I reached up, pulled one down, and proceeded to stare at it for a while. It suddenly reminded me that I wanted to do the Task of the Month. I looked around for a pumpkin, and found a big display of hay bales and pumpkins for some fall festival (how incredibly convenient). I grabbed one from the ground, but it felt really mushy. Well, I can just peel this one apart, I guess. I pulled apart the pumpkin, only to find that the inside was much like the inside of an orange.


Wut.

So there I was, holding basically a giant orange. I was curious, so I took a large bite of it, and sure enough, it tasted just like an orange. It tasted decent, but I quickly grew tired of it. I tried to remember whether the task was to open a pumpkin, or to smash a pumpkin. Eh, wouldn't hurt just to be safe. I picked up another pumpkin, which felt much more like a normal pumpkin should. I took it over to the sidewalk and


Sorry, couldn't resist.

It burst open, and about 50 small coins, mostly dimes and pennies, spilled out onto the ground. Hmm, not too bad, I guess. But I enjoyed smashing these pumpkins, so I picked up another one. I could feel and hear something rattling inside, so I wasn't surprised when I threw it on the ground and more coins came out. I repeated this cycle several times. I felt like Link smashing pots or something.


Thankfully, no awkward dress/skirt thing in my dream.

When I finally grew tired of this, I began to walk off and try to think of another TOTM, but I quickly woke up.

The imagery in this dream is so strange and out of place that I don't know why I didn't turn lucid sooner. But when I did turn lucid, it was a short one.

The dream starts with me being a student again. I am looking at my new accomodation, which is a small bungalow in an area near to where I currently live. After looking indoors, I check the place out from outside. I notice a dark-haired, pale-skinned young woman who seems to be pissed off about something.

I go back indoors and the landlord shows up, who turns out to be one of the managers at my job. He is in my bed, doing some sewing (there is so much weird imagery in this dream, I don't know where to start unpicking it).

Then I am on the grounds of a wealthy estate, where they are holding a jumble sale. There are many stalls, it's almost like a marketplace. I go inside the manor house and see a middle-aged, blonde woman in business attire. She has hired a "watercolour artist" to paint bad poetry on the walls.

The dreams turns lucid when I find myself back home, going up the stairs. A female coworker seems to be hanging out on the top of the stairs. One the landing I seem something that seems to be cobbled together from various videogames I've played in my past: a crane from Unreal Tournament. When I go up the lift, there is a bad guy from GTA3, who I try to shoot down but fail.

I go down the lift, back to my landing. The coworker is still hanging out on the stairs, and I know that I am dreaming. I try to go down the stairs, but by this point I get the impression that the dream is fading, and I think I go back to sleep.