lucid

I had another short lucid last night. I dreamt I was lying on a mattress together with some other people. They were strangers. In my dream I woke up (FA) because I had to pee. In fact I dreamt I had already started peeing. I "woke up" and hurried up from the mattress, afraid that I had peed on it. Luckily I hadn't. I did an RC, looked at my hands. I had a tiny extra finger on my middle finger. Lucid! I thought to myself I have to stabilize, and I layed down on the carpet rubbing it with my hands telling myself "I'm dreaming". It all felt very real. The dream ended not long after, and I don't remember doing anything more than rub the carpet and getting up again. Maybe except looking at my hands again. They still looked funny. I had some other dreams too, in particular one about being chased by a bear.

Dream started in Father room as I was trying to get sleep there was something that kept pushing my covers off me, so after the third time of having my covers thrown off I turn around while getting up with a first irritated feeling that quickly change when my eye saw many hundreds of Father's room in his specific room. I was already lucid and somewhat still surprise as the sensation was completely different from what I was use to. I quickly open the door in to the living room and went to the backdoor that's in the kitchen. When I was making my way to the backdoor my eyes were hit by the orange light that always shines out when it's night outside, the flash sort of stick in my eyes and took a bit longer to fade away than in real life. I begin to unlock the back door and could see through the blinds and confirm that it was night. I began to smile because I've been in this specific spot several times in my lucid dreams, it sort of made me feel like this was always a real place that was waiting for me. I open the door and went out in to the night, there was a few people walking on the streets as I make my way down to the road and was then quickly push by this woman with brown short hair. The push made her also fall as she lands directly on me. I quickly push her off me and started hitting her head to the floor several times. People around us mouths were open in shock and heard people start screaming and sirens coming from a distance. I began running pass people and the night quickly turn to day, this middle age woman who was taking care of her garden told me to go exactly this left direction to escape and told me to hurry. As I am running I began to think why do my DC's always have to do something violent to cause me to react?

I make it to the nearest road where I quickly see this car pull over with three people in it that seem to be complaining who gets to be in the driver seat. But when their attention turn toward me they pulled out their guns and started shooting, one of the bullets were so close to hitting me that I felt the wind of grind on the right side of my back. I quickly hide at the side of a building made of bricks, I began smirking as I was really having a stable exciting dream that I could tell it wasn't ready to fade away. I heard one guy say he was going after me on foot as he ran toward the side of the building he sees me and tries to kill me with a knife. I dodge most of his attempts in till I grab it from his hands and started running while changing in to 3rd person point view shouting that he could never kill me and quickly form back in to 1st person again. I laugh as I finally left the community, I quickly realize that this is the first lucid dream that has went farther in my waking life memories than the other lucid dreams. Now I can confirm that the subconscious also had the outside from the community replicated as well. As I make it to the next incoming road I see another boy that I use to know and quickly smiled. He looks at and prepares to say hey but before that I pulled out a shotgun and shot him directly in the torso. He was bleeding all over the road that's when I saw another person who seem to be running in my direction, as he makes his way toward me he lunges at me and tries to grab the shotgun.

He and I begin to insult each other during the confrontation and struggle in gaining possession of the gun. I quickly use my other hand to get the knife from my pocket that I took and stab the man in his neck. He forcefully fell to the ground, I ran to a near side walk while crossing the road. I saw a kid unarm walking by himself and decided this will be too easy with no fun at all but no matter. I ready my shotgun at his position as his face begins to change his expression a second later another man comes up from behind the kid and pulls a gun to the boy head and started telling me if I shoot him he'll kill the boy. I began thinking to myself this guy must be a criminal and must be assuming that I am a cop because I have a shotgun in my hands. So that's the case I said, I laugh at his misjudgment and quickly shot him in the head, no blood came out from the man but the way his head was looking after the shot seem way to gruesome for him to be alive. The boy fell to the ground and was beginning to cry, I look down at him and told him " hey at least you made things a little bit more interesting too bad it's ends here " As I pull the shotgun lock to off and reload it and pointed it at him the police were here, one officer had me already on gun point as two more police cars pulled over. The officer ask me what's going on here? I told her that a man on the side walk and the man on the road were trying to kill this innocent boy. As proof look at the bodies on the road behind us, I struggle with the first man and I manage to take his shotgun away from him, you can even use forensic sources and you'll see his finger prints were on this shotgun. Lucky for me I had a knife so I stab him and tried to save the child from this monster, so I thought it was in my place to kill him since he was holding this boy as a hostage.

The cop seems to be siding with me since she hasn't hand cuff me yet. She told me to wait here as she checks the other bodies down the road, two more police officers came my way and check on the kid and ask him a few questions. The boy responds saying I'm to blame and that I was trying to kill him, the officers look in my eyes while I look back at theirs and could easily tell due to the seriousness of their eyes I was in trouble. I quickly pointed my shotgun and blasted the kids face, some of the blood came on to the police officer face that cover in his eyes. I quickly punch one of them in the face as I had no more bullets in the shotgun. The officer who I was talking to came back and pointed her gun at me telling me why did I do all of this? I look at her and said well to tell you the truth it's because everything and everyone of you is a dream. This is my dream and the only reason why I don't want you to shoot at me is because the reaction will make me wake up, so basically if I am killed so will this world that we're in as well. Hoping they'll realize that this was true and that they'll understand that they are all my hostages I'll be able to stay here longer. The police officer laugh and ask me if I was being for real? I said yes and told the cop that I could feel my conscious slipping away. They assume I was beginning to pass out so one dispatch an ambulance, I told her to come closer to me as I needed to tell her something important. She came closer , I told her thanks for letting your guard down as I snatch her gun from her and shot her in the chest and knee. I was starting to feel numb and then felt nothing, the police officers prepare to shoot me but I quicken the process of waking up avoid feeling it. Lucidity Time 7 minutes.

My brother and I enroll in another school and decided to take more classes. As we walk up the hallway we both went opposite directions, my first class was history which made me decide to put my head down and gradually be incoherent to most in till the bell rang so it was time for a different class. I walk through the hallways bumping in to several students to the mental health class. Students were gather up in a circle talking to a nurse, this kid I use to know was talking about being sad that he didn't felt notice, I join the circle and respond to him by saying just being you shouldn't require others and told him to have pride in who you are or who you will become. He seem to have become quite happy after that and ask me could we become friends after class, I told him sure thing. Class ended we fist bump and told each other good luck in the next class. My last class was math seems everyone was seating in where the teacher appointed them to be, I also notice my brother sitting at the back row. The teacher look at me and told me to wait, she turn on the TV and I started thinking why is her TV so wide and tall? She turn off the lights and all the kids began watching the TV that shows grass in many fields.

I look up and realize this math class had an endless top of bookshelves stack perfectly on to each other and kept going up. I couldn't see no roof so I climb a couple of book shelves trying not to fall. I made it up and sat down looking below that's when I notice other students on my left side looking down at the class room. I decided to teleport 1 book shelf higher than them and quickly realize there was a light blue pale sky up here. Another little boy in a red t shirt teleported here and sat next to me, I look toward the direction he was staring at, we both saw students appearing randomly from thin air on to bookshelves. The little boy look at me with a smile as I look at him I become lucid and the bookshelves all disappear in being in the living room sitting on the highest ledge of the stairs. I smiled at him and turn around placing my feet on the carpet thinking I want to fly but a False awakening occurred and made me lose my lucidity. Lucidity Time 8 seconds.

I had a late afternoon nap, and then WILDed into a dream. My dream recall's not to great lately, but I do remember the important parts.

I was in my friend's dorm room. I was on the top bunk, and three other guys were talking about something. I realized it was a dream, so I was not interested in their conversation. I jumped out the window (or, more really crashed through it, since it was fully closed) and flew outside. I got a ways away, just doing random tricks and stuff, when the dream destabilized.

Next thing I know, I was back. Back in the top bunk, while my friends were still talking. Okay, let's try that again. I jumped/crashed out the window again, to the same kind of scenery, except this time, there was less "rendered", for lack of better term. Just the area around my dorm was there, everything else was just black. I tried flying up until I could see all of it.

And then I woke up. In the top bunk. My friends were talking. Seriously? This is getting old. I don't remember exactly how many times this repeated, but by at least the fourth or fifth time, I was aware enough to not let it happen. This last time, I actually had great control of my flight, and the scenery was full, minus one part where I flew over one area that looked like it hadn't fully loaded in Google Earth.

And then I woke up. Thankfully, not in the top bunk again. Instead, I was in some kind of jail, right behind the metal bars. Okay, I should probably do something other than just fly. What were those TOTM's again? I racked my brain, since I hadn't even looked at the thread for like 2 weeks. The only one I could remember was the eyeball one. Okay, that one's not too hard. I pulled up my sunglasses that I was apparently wearing, and reached into my left eye. I kept telling myself it didn't hurt, and sure enough, with a little effort, it just slid out. I held it in my hand. Surprisingly, it was about the size of a baseball. I should have a little fun with this. I shifted my glance to the left, and the eyeball rolled a little to the left. I shifted to the right, and the eyeball rolled a little back to the right. It kind of looked like one of those novelty weasel balls rolling in my hand. Huh. I wonder if I can look through it too. Just then, a kind of ghost image appeared on the left side of my vision. It was facing an entirely different direction, like it was the direct feed from the eyeball to my brain. Okay, that's kind of creepy. I stuck the eyeball back in my head and went on. I somehow was transported to this large restaurant.

Story Break. There was one thing I hadn't done yet in my dream. I have been trying to create a persistent dream character through cosmodius95's incubation method, which you can find here. So long story short, I have been trying to create this guy named Bart, short for Bartholomew, a wolf-like dream guide I had in one of my older lucids. As the story goes, Bart is my best friend, and has the ability to transform into a wolf at will. He's about 6'1", has brown hair, blue eyes.

So I tried looking for Bart. The restaurant wasn't packed, but there were still a substantial amount of people, none of them matching the description of Bart. I finally asked a moderately intoxicated woman if she knew anyone there named Bart. She said yes, and brought me over to a buff, fairly intimidating looking guy. "Wait, no, this isn't Bart. That's Kevin." She brought me over to another guy who didn't look like him, and another, and another. Finally, she just shouted, "Is there anyone here named Bart?" One guy in the back stood up and raised his hand. I walked over to him. He was fairly short with black hair, so he still didn't match the description (in fact, he looked like one of my friends IWL), but apparently I didn't care. He acted like I was an old friend of his, and we did that sort of bro-hug thing that is all the rage nowadays. He asked how my dream was going so far. "Pretty good, got the task of the month out of the way." "Nice dude, about time." "Ha, I know, right?" He looked nothing like the Bart I had imagined, but he sure acted like him.

And then I woke up. In the top bunk. Screw this. I jumped out the window and flew until I woke up for real.

Very excited about having my first for sure without a doubt WILD.

I didn't take any supplements. I napped when I got home from work from about 330 or 345 to around 7 (I slept way longer than I wanted to). I tried going to sleep around 11. I tossed and turned for awhile and was really focusing here and there about lucid dreaming, I felt myself almost asleep with a nice buzz going through my body and I was picturing a dream scene, or just an object. I turned over which I thought would mean I would lose it but as soon as I turned over I entered into the buzz state again, on the brink of sleep. I had an inkling of awareness and I was focused on a table with a plate on it. I kept thinking this for a couple of minutes and then WHAM, a dream formed around me. LUCID: I wasn't sure If I could or should move yet but I moved my arm and was able to move it in the dream scene. I gave a little smirk happy that I was in a lucid dream but calm. I was in a house (none that I recognized), I was sitting at a table with a white plate and some silverware. I stood up and noticed it was dark outside. I walked out the front door and looked up at the sky. I noticed the moon and stars. I thought I would try to make the moon bigger and put my hands in front of the moon and tried to stretch it bigger. This didn't seem to work at all. I then tried to make it light outside and I think the shades changed from a purplish like a dawn to a more dark. I thought of flying up and looking for something to do but decided to go back in the house instead to find some people to do the TOTMs with.

I began to go inside but it was dark so I flipped the switches and they actually worked. I went inside and went into a bedroom imagining someone was in there. My dad was in bed and I think he was awake already so I decided to do the basic task on him (or what my stupid dream self thought the task was). I asked him where the spoon was, as I was asking him he disappeared, just vanished into thin air. I shrugged and a little irritated went into another room. This time it was my younger brother and he was sleeping, also the sun was coming up at this time and I could see it was getting light outside. One of the dogs I have currently was laying on the floor in there and he was asleep. I woke him by asking him about where the spoon was, he said he didn't remember. I asked him again and he said he thought in the dishwasher. Thinking I had finished the basic task I was going to go for the advanced task. I told him to watch this and kinda looked at my hand and made a couple of my fingers longer. I put it to my eye and began to push back. My brother bolted up and out of his room and to who knows where. I kinda followed but was more focused on getting my eye out. I kept pushing but just felt pressure and never got to the back of my eye where I could pull it out. I gave up in the kitchen and headed outside.

Outside it was now light. I looked next door in the back yard and there were a bunch of young girls standing around a pool. I kinda jumped/floated over the fence to see what all the commotion was about and saw they were all looking at a snake or lizard in the pool that was swimming around. All of the girls were in swimming suits and were about to I assumed have a lesson. I think I said watch this and I used telekinesis on the snake, wound him in a little ball and crushed it. They all said EWWWW and there was a black cloud now in the pool. I walked through the gaggle of girls and looked at them. They were all still looking in the pool. I looked back at the black cloud which was pretty big and the carcass of the snake was still there. I then grabbed the snake with my 'power' and tossed it out of the pool. I then tried to collect all the black stuff with my mind but didn't' seem to work. They were looking at a bunch of little bugs that were on the water now and they called them like skitters or something. I took a close look at a couple of them and went ahead and headed out.

I jumped over the fence again into the front and was skipping along the sidewalk looking at the neighborhood. I was in a neighborhood with really separated houses and large green yards. I began to come upon a larger house which I planned on going in, it was really big and was an old house like many others in the neighborhood. I thought this one might have some sort of business run out of it like a old folks home or the like. I also thought this dream was lasting an awfully long time and then woke up.

While I didn't get the TOTM done I am stoked at the length of this dream and the fact that this was my first concrete WILD. This was not supp induced at all either.

I haven't tried lucid dreaming in days and noticed I probably induced the SP feeling by trying to get lucid. It was my way but the time I stopped trying I didn't have SP anymore. So that's great! I'm getting lucid without SP or trying too so even better.


I don't recall the first or second dream. I only remember the third.

Third Dream

I was in my house with my family and a baby. I don't know whose baby but I was suppose to take care of it. After a while though I brought it back to my sister because some intense battling was occurring in the environment. My sister asked me why I was incapable of watching him but I said it wasn't important. I noticed I was now in a big store with my mom. There were backpacks around and I asked my mom to buy me one. She said no and I got mad because I needed one for school. I noticed a boy watching me and got nervous but than my mom pulled me and showed me the backpacks were worn out, I told her to just look for a good one and left the scenery. I became lucid when I noticed my younger brother talking to two unknown people. Something the girl did made me mad though and I decided to scare her a bit. I told the boy and girl if they kept messing with me I would put my fingers in their sockets and rip their eyes out. They were a little freaked out so I left with my brother. But than they started chasing me. I decided to lead them on a wild goose chase and flew away. We ended up inside a school and I ran down the stairs a lot. During the chase I recall getting distracted and talking about ice cream. When I exited the school everyone was in a line and got into a circle. I drank water after asking for some and sat down. A girl started playing the violin and I wanted to play with her. I saw a flute or bassoon and started playing it. The music wasn't coming out very well though. When she stopped everyone started clapping. Another girl asked about a question to her problem and I said maybe she should hold a charity even though I don't know how to start one. She said it was a great idea and everyone started to disperse. We all started walking and I began conversing with boy. We appeared in a clothing shop where three lady's tried taking control over me. One of them grabbed me from behind but I couldn't get her off. I told her to kiss me and she kissed my neck but I kicked her than jump kicked her face like a boss. She was complaining about it to the other two girls.I ran out with other people and swam through a dirty water. I was going to go with the boy I was talking to but I went back to the shop cause I felt like saving my brother. When I arrived I found myself doing a hand stand and someone was tickling my feet. I almost bumped into a man who was talking on the phone. He said in Spanish that a girl was acting like a kid in front of him. I walked and saw my brother working and told him to come with me because I got this far trying to save him. He didn't want to go though so I left him. I tried putting on a green short cause I think my pants dissapeared. But out of no where it turned red and childish. I went through a portal and ended up kicking a bed where a digimon like little girl was. She complained to her brother if he kicked her bed. He said no than I woke up.

1. I had just appeared in my friend Patrick's house, and immediately I became Lucid. I looked around me and noticed that I was all alone, no body was home. It was extremely dark inside and no lights were on in the house. As usual, everything had a blue tint to it, but this time, everything appeared to be more electrified. I walked down the hallway and then into the living room. Still dead silent. I realized that I was just wasting time standing around, so I opened up the back door and walked out.
As I did so, I closed the door behind me. Patrick's backyard still looked the same, and he still had the same black gate. I opened up his gate and walked out. I noticed that it was daytime all of a sudden, and I started walking down the street. As I came to the end of his driveway I looked to the right and left of me on the street to see what everyone was doing. I saw a few ladies socializing, and a few kids playing. I decided that I was going to fly, and so I took off and flew into the air.
I was struggling a bit with my flying abilities at the moment, and then a thought came to me, "This is my dream, and I have complete Dream Control so I can fly like a pro right now". After I said this, my flying abilities became almost perfect. I continued gliding through the air with ease, and I was really enjoying myself. I flew down the street I was on, and as I came to the end of it, I saw a dude riding a bike. I landed next to him and talked to him. He had short black hair, and was wearing a white t-shirt with blue jeans. He told me about what he was selling, and I saw that he had a small white cardboard box in his hands.
He then opened up the box and showed me what was inside. Inside, he had 3 pairs of skateboard wheels. So, more specifically he had 3 groups of 2 wheels(hope that makes sense). Each pair was a different color: one was a light red, the other blue, and the last one was green. I got so involved in this conversation with this guy, and I lost my lucidity. I found myself just going along with the flow and not really paying attention anymore, so thats why I lost it. About 30 seconds after I lost lucidity, I woke up.

2. I had just walked into some sort of building with my friend Natalia and 2 other dudes. We walked into a certain room that was almost all white and inside of it there was a big truck, and I'm guessing it was for show. We all sat down at a table inside and started talking. I saw that Natalia was wearing a pink cowgirl shirt, and she looked really pretty. Somehow, we got on the subject of guys, and what kind of guys were Natalia's type.
Suddenly, she looked at me and described her kind of guy, "I like a guy thats skinny, but not too skinny, and one that dresses really good. He also has to be muscular." As she said the word "muscular" she punched me in my abs and smiled. I played along, "Yea that sums up a pretty good guy". After a few more minutes of talking, we got up and left the room we were in. We walked into a hallway, and this is were I basically lost the group of Natalia and the 2 other guys. I stood in the hallway for a second and saw that it had a gray carpet. The walls were still white, but they looked a little dirty.
I looked down the hallway to an extent, and saw a group of kids standing in a doorway. I walked down to it and saw my old friend Nick from 8th grade. I also saw my crush and my god, she looked perfect. She was wearing a blue denim jacket and skinny jeans. Her hair was in a ponytail and she had the right amount of bangs hanging down to where it fit her perfectly. I was so in awe that I wasn't really focusing on anything else. wow.
I started talking to my crush, and asked her what she was doing. While I did so, I noticed that my old friend Nick was looking at me in a weird way. I asked my crush if she had a boyfriend. She said, "Yea, we just broke up for 2 days a few days ago, and now we got back together." "Ah ok, thats cool. Hey do you mind if I talk to you about something in private later? Don't worry its not creepy, I just kinda wanna keep it secret." I asked her. She replied, "Yea thats fine. I'll talk to you in a little bit." With that I walked down the hallway to do something else.
Later on, I came back into the hallway(no idea what I was doing before this, totally forgot) and walked to a public seating area. Here, there were about 4 or 5 round tables that were green in color. Tall plants sat in 2 corners, and it came to me that this must be the lunch area. I sat down next to my crush as she was eating lunch, and we started talking. I remember asking her about her boyfriend, and talking about a lot of other stuff, but I don't remember really any of it.
After we finished talking, I left the table and walked somewhere. The dream then ended and I woke up realizing, "Crap, just missed the dream sign that I almost never miss."

3. I was inside of some pretty big house. The interior looked really fancy and white. The owner was throwing a party and me and my friends Patrick, Trey, and Dylan were all there. Inside, we stood over by a mirrored shelf and chilled. I looked around and saw that there were disco lights circling around the room. The lights were purple, pink, and blue in color. We continued standing there for a while, and then, out of no where came a guy that lives down the street from us: Devin D.
He came up to us and started talking to us. He told each us something personal, and gave us some advice. He tried to make fun of me, but I told him I didn't give a f*** about what he says and that I wasn't going to take crap from him. With this he left us, but in all he was talking to us for about 5 minutes. Earlier in this dream, I remember walking with some short guy in a top hat and a suit. I was with a group of people and he was basically giving us a tour and some other stuff. After that I left the tour and went with my friends.
After Devin left, I looked for the exit of this building. Once I found it(It was directly to my left), I walked out. When I walked out I have to admit, I ran into something that I wasn't expecting. I suddenly found myself in some kind of weird place out in the middle of no where. It wasn't a desert, but it looked like a rocky land with a completely crimson colored surface. The air was really foggy, and everything was pretty dark and shadowy. Up ahead in front of me, I saw a crimson colored Dragon standing on the edge of a cliff. He looked more real than any dragon I had ever seen before. He was huge and had sharp dragon scales all over his body. His head was more flat than most dragons, so he kind of looked like the black main dragon from the movie, "how to train your dragon".
But in all, he looked nothing like a cartoon. I looked into his eyes. They were a piercing yellow- orange in color and truly brought a bit of fear to me. My sister was next to me now, and she had some sort of staff that could shoot out small balls of energy. We were supposed to kill this dragon with it. I took the staff and shot the dragon in the back. Suddenly a health bar appeared above him. The shot did barely any damage, maybe a minuscule amount. The Dragon then turned around and was extremely mad. He slowly started approaching us, all the while I was rapidly firing the staff in my hands.
I continually shot energy balls into his open mouth and slowly, but gradually his health started diminishing. I was really surprised that he hadn't breathed fire onto us. We kept on backing up as he got closer to us, and continued shooting him. I remember getting this dragon's health more than halfway down, but I don't remember anything more.

4. I was with my friends, Dylan, Patrick, and Trey inside of my house. We were all standing in near the dining table. Me and Dylan had a small plastic package of food each. In my package, I had an ordinary meal comprised of some lunch meat, some crackers, and one dessert. In Dylan's package, he had all dessert, there was nothing else, just dessert. I remember having to put my food in the microwave to warm it up as the directions told me. I told Dylan when I was done, but he didn't have to put his in the microwave.
I went over and got another good look at Dylan's package. The container was all blue, but more of teal blue in all. Inside were 4 sections of desserts, the container was split in four. There were chocolate cookies, chocolate crackers, chocolate brownies, and something else. It all looked really good, so I offered Dylan to trade my good food for his dessert. He declined. We never really ate our food, and the dream ended soon after I made my trade offer.

5. I was riding on a bus, sitting in a seat that could hold 3 people. My old friend Nick, from 9th grade(a different nick than the one from the first dream) and some other guy was sitting in the seat with me. I was in the middle, Nick was on the right, and the other dude was on my left. We were just chilling when the guy sitting behind us, Patrick who is a senior, started talking to us about flip flops and slides. Suddenly, Patrick gave me a free pair of Nike Slides. They were black and had blue accents.
I slipped the slides on and thanked Patrick. He said no problem and we continued talking. In the middle of our conversation the guy sitting to my left said really loud to Nick, "Dude, do you ever wash your feet? I can smell your feet from over here and it smells gross." Nick made no comment. All of a sudden I started to smell that smell that belongs to dirty, nasty, smelly feet. It reminded me of an old,aged cheese. It smelt truly horrible, and I wanted to get out of the seat.
I looked down at Nicks feet, and he was wearing green flip flops and of course, he didn't have socks on. As I continued sitting there, all I could focus on was that horrid smell.

(Recall was a little lower today. It's because I recalled my dreams in a different order from usual. Going to get it back up tomorrow).

22:30 pre-bedtime, 1mg melatonin @ 22:00 for resetting bedtime, memory review, set intention for lucid dreaming in the night

22:52 bedtime (yay on schedule!)

(didn't need to consult notes for anything but time of the entries, <but used the one-sentence summaries post as a reminder>)

03:25

+ childhood neighbourhood: on a bicycle at the top of the park on F blvd, old bully MB is there but we're on good terms, I say "this is what you can do a on a bicycle!" and I ride to park-left, up over the curb, and gain speed and ride towards a place where the curb forms a jump and jump WAY up in the air, performing several (3?) back-fiips together with the bike, then steady upright slowly floating down to the ground spin the bike side-ways underneath me in a circle several times, and land on my feet with holding the bicycle up in the air by the seat stem in my right hand (ta da!).

Walking up towards A. blvd above where it meets F blvd past the park a group of girls is there and they're talking about something (networking?) which I disagree with, then they talk about wine, why not grow it here? I think you won't get much, and say "What'll you get, 100 cases? Well, we could sell it at the park for $3/bottle".

At the base of the hill where A and F blvds meet I go DO up in the sky and observe the scene of an accident up on the F hill towards S ave. There are 4 what appear to be motorcycles stopped with their riders, there was some accident there. Close up zooms in to one young Asian man trapped in his "pod" his internal organs are all failing due to the heat inside the pod, he says "No, don't try to save me, save the <ones who come after me>" (who aren't there yet?).

+ I'm standing outside observing lovely golden California hills, standing on a long steep slope (right side facing down the hill), I see to the right the hills go way down to city/the bay. I think I really want to do some hang-gliding here, from here all the way down to the bay. I think that it would be good to try out the hang-glider on a short flight first to make sure it won't collapse on the long, high flight down the hills.

I'm indoors talking with some guy about an <antennae?> that will raise altitude, either he or I make a comment about the updraft winds that would be involved.
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The MOTHER of all "wake can't get back to sleep"s at this point. Some SSILD variants.

05:10 can't sleep, get up to kitchen, sit with cat on lap and drink milk, read a bit from "Nine Princes in Amber" (zillionth reread).

06:15? try back to bed. Still can't sleep. Another hour goes by?

Should I get up again? No. Argh. Counting breaths. Too aware. Fast SSILD

Letting go. Yes, there's some drowsiness there but it's really remote. I just *KNOW* there are some LDs in me waiting to happen, just waiting for me to sleep. My strong intention setting at bedtime is probably keeping me up. Also, I went to bed earlier, in a very firm strict re-setting of my sleep schedule.

Let go on exhale, let go on exhale, total physical and mental relaxation, empty the head, LET GO on exhale....and at some point I fall asleep.

08:57

There were a lot of little scenes, very jumbled, took me quite a while to make sense of them during recall, didn't totally succeed.

+ I found the cat's laser pointer pen, it was by the sink in a <glass of water?>, I try the controls, I poke around and find the button that activates the laser. A bunch of weird stuff has grown around the head of the pen, sort of a ferny-forest of white plastic tendrils, I have to move them all out of the way so that the light beam can shine. I mov e down the hall to the room where the cat is (it's dark), I shine the beam, I see the beam shining through the air and hitting a chair, and the cat <bats at it?>

+ I drive my son S2 to wine store, and I remain in the car, and wonder if anyone will say anything about that, I see a little bit of the store inside the door I see containers on the walls. I watch S2 through the glass window being shown the wine by a clerk, they walk to the left side of the store at the edge of the window, I see the clerk take out a sommelier sampling cup-thing and pour two samples from what look like thermoses, I wonder if I can try the samples but I'm driving. <S2 is too young to be drinking, should he be sampling it?>

+ girlfriend montage:

My GF invites me over to her place on the phone, she wants me to arrive at 11:15pm, I say I can't do that because it's too late and my parents won't let me, I think she may think I'm a wuss for being controlled by my parents so much.

I'm with my GF, she's really mad at me, the way I speak to her, she gives several examples of phrases I've used which make her mad, she thinks I'm being impertinent and short with her, I disagree and ask her to give me a concrete case where I did this, and I give an explanation that I was <talking to a friend in some way that made sense that I used that phrase?>

I <follow her?> enter her room feeling bold about we can have some "action", I catch a glimpse of someone else <her sister?> in the room and immediately turn to leave back out to the hallway, I get a bit bolder and think "no I'm going to do this" and re-enter the room, <don't see anybody else there?>, see my GF then make for the door again to leave, I see her mother (darkish skinned middle-aged woman wearing glasses quietly sitting in a chair not paying me any attention), I walk past her without saying anything, I think, heck, it's my GF's mother, I should at least introduce myself, I go back to her, extend my hand to her saying "Hi, my name's <my name>" and wait for her hand, she offers it and I shake it, I notice that she's REALLY small, like midget-proportions about 2-3 feet fall max and think that this explains why my GF is so petite.

I can't remember my ex-wife's (false memory) name, and that bugs me. She had blonde hair and I recall taking her to my bed in my room.
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+ I walk up to a "sleeping" girl lying down and bend down to kiss her, as I'm about to touch her lips her lips pucker up, her eyes are still closed, I get lucid at some point during the fairly long (10 seconds, yeah that's long for me when lucid, sigh) deep "snog", I'm thinking about trying to maintain focus and awareness but I wake up/transition (not sure which).

+ Walking into a party in a fairly dark room, some guys are mixing/distilling a drink flowing out of a tube into a (blue?) pot on the ground in front of them, a girl is standing against the wall and puking on the floor, something about little gummy candies (either in the puke or the drinks) and she was looking at them. I recalled after walking around a bit that I should gave goosed the busty but unattractive girl I saw when I first entered the party.

Heading up a spiral staircase don't want my friends to see me, they see me, I look into their bright blue eyes, one is a young JoDu, they say something to me but I quickly walk on past them (prelude to the party?)

+ closely contemplating a home-made electronic telephone. The handset is to the right of the phone body which is large and square (1 square foot) and is covered in some sort of plastic/cellophane. Inside underneath the cover and top of the phone body can see a glimpse of a circuit-board. The handset does not sit up right against the body of the phone, I reach in there and pull out a <sock? wool cap?> and it then fits better.

Had a LD again last night (or I might have had several). My recall isn't that good at the moment, haven't been keeping up with writing down my dreams. All I remember is becoming lucid by pinching my nose. I remembered wanting to meet Vladimir Kramnik and went looking for him. I remember finding him, but not much more. I have a vague feeling of having several episodes of pinching my nose and getting lucid. I also remember "waking up" (FA) and writing down my LD's in my journal (I remember writing that I had at least two, but maybe four LD's), but when I actually woke up I of course discovered that my dj was empty.

had a long confusing dream. the part that stood out featured me as an active spectator, i was in a building like a 40ft container a woman was inside it was like unto a restaraunt with a few customers. however that woman was marked for death as 2 people approached her with long blades like swords. one of the 2 (1 male 1 female) cut her head off then the other chopped her entire right arm off at the neck that chopped also took out the entire rib cage of that section. to my surprise this ladies chest cavity was stuffed with federal reserve notes of all denominations, her entire right side that got chopped off was in the shape of a right triangle and it had federal notes in it as well. however i and the 2 attackers started removing the notes from her chest cavity, at this point her head was back on and she was ALIVE! when she saw that we were taking all the notes she rolled over to stop us from taking all of it and she started crying and told us that we couldnt take all the notes because she was pregnant and needed some, at this point i beheld her stomach and sure enough she was pregnant. i got really concerned and wanted to cut her tummy and remove the baby but she protested and told me that she wanted the baby to come out of her vagina. so at this point i along with the other 2 assassins ran outside to find someone to help deliver the child, a man driving an old bedford truck stopped and we told him about the baby. u wouldnt guess wat his idea of delivering a baby was... well he alighted from the vehicle and told me to help him catch a small car off the road (with our bare hands mind u my hand was already in a grabbing position too) we caught a vw i think driven by an old lady (so u know this car was crawling) it looks like i woke in the dream from the moment the attack took place. we flip the car over unto the back of the bedford truck on its top and then the dream trailed off elsewhere. weird right?

This lucid was particularly long, and I was quite caught up in the action, so parts of my memory are foggy--will do the best that I can!

I am in a futuristic society, and am experiencing this dream via observation (I have no body). A traitor is being drawn out of hiding by his friend, a high-ranking politician. They are sitting in a living room, having a chat, when the politician friend pulls a surprise interrogation. The traitor is caught of guard and does not know how to respond. The politician is very friendly, and suggests that even if the friend confesses, he can use his influence to get him out of trouble. It seems that the traitor has been teaching a young kid how to LD, and the dream seems to compare this to watching stars--very innocent with a bit of wonder. They have been having 33 minute long lucid dreams together.

Transition to a fellow walking down the street (may have been LouaiB, though I am not entirely sure about this). It is night, and then neighborhood scene is very peaceful and lovely. Suddenly, this man stops and says, "This is a dream!" He then realizes he has had six lucid dreams that night, and he's very put out about this, as he feels he has "stayed awake most of the night lucid dreaming"

The next moment I am aware, I am in darkness, surrounded by a myriad of loud voices coming from all different directions. "Stop!" I finally shout. "I know this is a dream!" Everyone stops shouting, except for one small voice. Hanging there in space, I decide to focus on this one voice, and use it to help me rebuild the dream from out of darkness. Slowly, listening to the voice, I find myself lying in bed (but still in total blackness). I then begin to feel my body sliding backward, and off the back edge of the bed, as though the whole thing had been tipped upwards. I realize that this is just dream sensation (similar to a WILD) and decide to help the dream by slipping backward off of the bed. I fall through darkness.

As I am falling, Al Bundy's head (from Married with Children) appears in front of me, laughing:

I continue falling, wondering what in the hell incubated this dream and realize I am in some sort of air duct. Looking up, I see some falling object, breaking the laws of gravity as they fall faster than I do: pillows! I get really excited about this, and start punching pillows. I feel my excitement begin to rise, however, and try to calm down a bit so that I don't wake up. I finally end my fall by landing in a huge pile of pillows.

I find that by directing my awareness to the pillows, I can make them explode into clouds of feathers. I do this several times, before trying to channel energy into a pillow for the same effect. This doesn't work (although the pillow does heat up) in part, I think, because I am thinking too much about it. I don't care enough to keep trying though, and toss the pillow away.

I exit the pillow room through a metal hallway. Off to the right is a small room, with my dream guide (!) sleeping in a chair. His feet are up and he has a snooze bubble expanding and contracting from his nostril. While this may have been a false memory (as I have no memories of ever having met a dream guide), I think it was actually part of the dream that I had forgotten from earlier. I decide not to wake him up, as we had already had some kind of interaction earlier in the dream.

I walk up three short steps, and enter into a large make-up room (with mirrors like you would see in an actress's make-up room). There are mirrors all around, but this make-up room has no walls, and it is not possible to explain what is around the make-up room--it is just nothing at all. I see a woman on the other side of one these big mirrors and tables, and decide to see if she is good looking. As I move to get a better look, I realize it is my sister I say hi to her, and she replies, "Good, you're up."

"Nope," I say, moving past her, "Still dreaming." I make a note that the dream is trying to send me false awakenings. I manage to see my own reflection in the mirror: I am wearing a grody white nightgown, my hair looks unwashed, and my eyes are bloodshot. Basically look like I've fallen off the wagon.

I exit this area into a smaller living room, where I see some people from waking life that I know. They are all prepared to go to a wedding, and are dressed very nicely. At this point, I receive a false memory about needing to be awake for a wedding, but I am not fooled. Two of the people are an old crush and her husband. I take this opportunity to tell old crush how beautiful she looks. The husband tries to shake my hand, but he is super tall in dream, which pulls my arm way up into the air. I pull his arm down and shrink him a bit I then pat the third person, a kid playing with a dog, on the back. The kid tells me to wait until he is done petting the dog. The dog is groaning and basically enjoying being pet. As I am watching the dog, the dream begins to destabilize. I stop for a moment to feel whether or not this is real instability, or made up instability, but it is real and I wake up.

All in all, I slept an entire sleep cycle, and estimate I was lucid for approximately 25-30 minutes. Probably one of the most novel adventures ever, especially falling through the air duct. I am constantly amazed at the creative power of the dreaming mind.

August 19, 2014

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So, I didn't remember much of anything while I was on the train home from Utah...

But last night, I had an interesting dream:



I was with my mentor teacher for the fall, and we were getting ready to give a math assessment to the students. It was a weird class, because the students were all varying age groups; two of the 3rd graders I taught over the summer were there, and there were some Kindergarten-aged students, and one 6th grader. I had just finished giving the test to a random student (the tests were all either in a little closet thing or out on a hill in a desert-like place) and was calling one of the students from this summer, T, into the closet. I didn't have all the materials, though, and told him I'd be right back. I went out the door, to my right, and down a hall. There was a door at the end of the hall, and I opened it, going outside. To my immediate right was a chest-height table with some papers and materials on it. I grabbed the stuff from the table (for some reason there was a tree right behind the table, and the branches hung low over it, so I had to brush them away in order to get the papers) and headed back to the room. T finished his test, and I gave him the prize (they all got a present when they finished): a book. It was thick. I told him, "Now, don't you want to challenge yourself with this book?"

Then I got back to the classroom, and my mentor teacher and I talked about whether the other 3rd grader from this summer, J, would hit puberty this year or not. I drew a beard on his face to see what it would look like.





I woke up after this dream; it was only like 3-ish in the morning. I rolled over, and decided to try to WILD again (I've been attempting it for the past few nights).

I closed my eyes, relaxed my body and my breathing, and envisioned walking along a mountain ridge...



Kittens and Platypuses

It wasn't long before I had started dreaming; I wasn't aware of that fact, though. I was simply walking along this beautiful mountain ridge; the Big City was to my left, and the sky was blue with a few wispy clouds. I had the impression that I was supposed to be doing something, and then I saw a man in colorful clothing; I realized it was the Face, and looked down at my hands: I was dreaming!

I walked up to him, remmbering the TOTMs, and asked, "Where's Howl's castle right now?"

He simply grinned, pointed ahead of him (which was to my right, over the mountains), and I grinned right back at him. I jumped off the ridge and started flying in the direction he'd pointed. I passed a few landmarks I recognized from my dream map (an aspen forest and a small hut).

Then I heard the familiar sound of Howl's Castle (that clip starts with the sound) and descended to where I then spotted it. I banged on the door, and yelled, "Sophie, are you home?!"

After a few seconds, the door opened, but it was Zukin inside the castle, not Sophie. Oh well, that worked just fine.

I went inside and looekd around; the room was different than it is in the movie, but I spotted a fireplace to the left, and approached it. "Calcipher?" I asked, and the flame blinked at me.

"Yeah, what's it to you?"
"Is Sophie home?"
"No, she's out learning to fish with Howl. Romantic, isn't it?"
I grinned. "Oh. Well, can you tell me a word in a different language?" I asked, suddenly remembering the other task.
Calcipher flickered a bit and at first didn't say anything. For a moment I thought I might be losing control, because things started to fizzle out a bit, so I touched the hearth, rubbing my hands along it. I thought about putting my hand in the fire, but I figured that would be rude to Calcipher.
He finally answered: "Berzzit."

"Berwhat? Can you spell that?"
"B-E-R-Z-Z-I-T."
"Oh. Berzzit. What does that mean?"
"It means when you wake up and are so groggy that you walk into the doorframe on your way out of your room." Oddly specific, there.
"Huh."

I turned from Calcipher and looked around the room again. The door through which I'd come was closed again, and Zukin had disappeared. I went to the door, and opened it: Still mountains, where I'd entered. I closed it again, and looked at the dial. I knew what everything was supposed to look like because I've seen the movie so many times, and so I knew what to expect. There were five colors though, instead of four, on the dial. It was currently on green. There was also a black, blue, yellow and orange. Naturally I turned it to the orange.

I put my hand on the door handle, closed my eyes, took a breath, not knowing what to expect on the other side. I hoped it was be cool... I opened the door, and opened my eyes.

Boy was it cool. I stepped out into a small clearing in a forest of pines. I turned around to look at where the door was. I was expecting to see a small hut of some sort, but the door just stood on it's own.

I turned back to the clearing, and noticed there were kittens and platypuses all over the place. The Face was also there; he was sitting in the grass, playing with a kitten. "Where are we?" I asked, sitting next to him. He didn't respond, only played with the kitten some more. I picked up the nearest platypus to me, and held it in my lap. I got so distracted with playing with the animals that I lost lucidity and mindlessly frolicked in the clearing with the Face. There may have been other activity beginning with an F, but I can't remember too well.

I am returning from a business trip. I have been away for quite some time, and am ready to be intimate with my wife. She is on the phone with her sister, and the door is shut. She finally emerges, and I tell her I would like to have a talk. We go into the bedroom together.

My wife then makes an odd comment. "Men are really just a pile of sex cells, so I think you just need a good fuck."

In dream, this actually sounds kind of good, and we start getting into bed (the bedroom, of course, is not our bedroom, and my wife doesn't even look like herself--but why should that seem weird at all? ). But then I realize, no, I would like to just talk and spend time with my wife. For some reason now I open up the drawer next to the bed, and find a pistol in the drawer. We do not own a pistol, and so I demand to know why there is a gun in the house.

My wife gets defensive. "You were gone for so long!" she says. "I needed some way to protect myself!"

My dream thinking then comes to this conclusion: some man has purchased this gun for my wife, and she has been having an affair. "Who bought you this gun?" I shout.

I then glance at the sliding glass door, and see a man standing there, and it hits me: this is her lover, looking in on us. I am really pissed, and jump up to confront him. At this point, a mob forms outside. The neighbors begin chasing this guy, and he runs off. One of them, an older man, beckons to me through the glass, and I think, Alright, let's get this motherfucker! A group of the neighbors drag my wife out of the house but I am running after her lover now.

While I am running, I notice that some of the neighbors are people I know from high school. Am I dreaming? I wonder, as people from high school are a dreamsign for me, but the dream plot is so demanding and fast-paced that I quickly forget about state checking and continue pursuit.

The neighbors have now cornered the man near a dumpster (and I think he may have even been in the dumpster). My first thought now is of the pistol--where is that gun, so I can shoot this asshole? I realize that I left it back at the house, though. Turns out there is now a baseball bat in my hand. It's long and black and purple, and looks like a nerf bat. It's heavy and solid, though, and I think that I could easily kill someone with it. I heft it and prepare to hit my wife's lover, who is on the ground in front of me.

Then I suddenly realize I don't need to do this. There isn't any good reason to kill this man. I back off, and feel a bit better. We then become friends in the dream (though my memory is a little fuzzy here). Once I've decided to not act in violence, the crowd begins to disperse. Soon I am by myself, walking back through the neigborhood. At this point it strikes me--oh yeah, I wanted to test reality. And of course, I am dreaming.

I am a little annoyed, because I realize I've spent a good bit of dream time on "dream drama," and not doing things that are constructive or fun. It's nighttime, and I decide to fly through the neighborhood a bit. I lift off of the ground easily, but begin to have some hangups. I instinctively revert to the swim method, but when it doesn't immediately succeed, I just hang there in midair, remember that I'm not doing the swim schema anymore, and reassert my intention of flight. I begin to fly normally, without dream body movement.

I then realize I am slowing down, but I think to myself, no, I'm flying fast, and then I am flying fast. The wind is whipping past my face and it feels really wonderful. All around me though, the dream is beginning to get blurry, and the darkness is increasing.

In the past, I have associated dream darkness with waking up, and so assume the dream is ending (as it had gone on for quite a bit already). However, I still attempt some stability techniques. I shout, "Increase lucidity!" and some sharpness and clarity does return momentarily, but then begins to fade again. At this point, the dream scene is retreating away from me at top speed, and I am stuck in some kind of dark tunnel vision. My thought at this moment (unfortunately) is "I've got to try to get back to the dream scene" and I leap forward with all I've got.


I slam into the bedside table at my old apartment complex, breaking the lamp in the process. Glass is everywhere and I assume that I have broken REM atonia and moved in my sleep (which is unfortunately something I tend to do). As I am cleaning up the glass, I hear my wife cooking in the next room, as well as Frank Sinatra singing from the stereo. I then receive a false memory of Frank singing all night. I wake up shortly after.

Side notes: The "Loony Tunes Retreating Dream Scene" is something that has happened before, and something I plan to recognize as a false awakening the next time it occurs.

I had a short lucid. A tiny one. All I remember is pinching my nose, the RC worked and I was lucid! I went outside (from somewhere) and before I could do anything I felt myself waking up. I tried to fight it, to stay in the dream, but I lost lucidity. Not sure if I actually woke up or if it was a FA.

* Took a nap after I posted something in the TOTM thread

non-lucid, lucid

.../I'm in the university campus. I have just left my car parked in a parking lot behind a building. I'm carrying a lot of papers I have to deliver here thinking to myself, it's safe to let the car there because of it won't take much time. I walk behind a lot of buildings hoping to get to one of the main libraries. I'm getting to the Electronic Engineering building when I realize I parked in the wrong place; it should have been behind the next building. Anyway, a decide to take a walk because of it's nice to be back here from so long. I see some folks playing on a platform. I walk on the bleachers, and see one of my first pals who left the career because of his girlfriend got pregnant. There's a lot of people here, and I'm recognizing many of them. It has been so long that I didn't see their faces, saluting here and there. I see the 'philosopher' playing soccer, he doesn't see me because he's with his back turned to me. Finally we got to see each other, but he doesn't seem so enthusiastic as he usually used to be. I wonder there must be something strange here, it hits me, of course it's a dream! Then I remember I wanted to do some of the TOTM. But first, I want to leave all these papers I have in my hand. The best idea that comes up to my mind: Let's deliver all of these using Telekinesis! I throw the first brief in front of me, waiting it to take flight and look for its destination by its own. On the contrary, it falls some meters ahead. Perhaps I didn't give it the time to take flight. I take the next one and throw it up to the sky. It falls on the roof of a building. The throw the third one, it flies better and makes some curves on the air, like a paper plane to finally fall on some dirty waters. I don't care, but I got obsessed with the idea. At least one, although I want to throw the whole packages to fly to their destination. I throw one after the another, and some of them take flight to my back, I see them disappear behind me, I don't follow them, I consider it a success because of I don't see where they fall! Good, the next one, and the next one/...

* Wake up hearing my neighbors talking and thinking to myself How stupid!