lucid

This lucid dream is a part of a study with University of Missouri St. Louis conducted by SleepingSYNAPSE.
http://www.dreamviews.com/research/1...ticipants.html
I had to the opportunity to visit the campus and examine a room (Red) in waking life and revisit it in a lucid dream to measure dream memory. I was unaware of the other room (Blue) as being apart of the study and I found that I had very little waking memory of it.

SleepingSYNAPSE, I am including additional info that may not be in the packet as well as this more thorough account of the dreams. Yes, dreams. I actually had a hard WILD before the more successful but the first yielded undesirable outcomes. I didn't have the extra papers for two dreams so I recorded the better of the two. Still, I think you will be interested in reading both here.

On a more personal note, thanks for meeting with me on a Saturday and for the good times we enjoyed afterward. I was hesitant meeting a stranger in a big city, but I feel I have gained a friend. You are a good person. Your hospitality was appreciated by my wife and I.

Pre-bed Supplements: A shot of cherry flavored vodka in a small juice glass with Coke.
Bedtime: 9PM
WBTB time/length: 1:00AM / 3min
WBTB Supplements: 8mg Galantamine, 400mg Choline, cold pre-made mug of peppermint tea/4 bags (menthol)


#354 - WILD - 2:10AM

I enjoy a smooth WILD but enter a very unstable world. I do my usual dash for the front door and make it outside. I feel I need to rush to get the task done so I move quickly. I decide to "Hulk Jump" in the general direction of my goal.

When I visited the university in waking life, I took careful note of the building's exterior. There is a nice park there with a pond. I had decided beforehand to make that my landing site since it is a unique feature of the campus.

I make a giant leap over some trees and land in Bug Lake at the university with a splash. There are no physical feelings here; just the sound. I have some dark void issues so I splash around with my arms to stabilize as I think of the interior of the building.

I am now in a hallway, but it doesn't look like I recall. The walls are colored like some sort of abstract mural painting. Grass and sky? The dream crashes.

DEILD - I have some floating sleep paralysis sensations for a full minute or two.

I visualize and re-enter the hallways. I see something like an "under the sea painting" on the walls. There are way too many rooms and I feel lost. I really focus on finding the Red Room and eventually find a door that looks close enough. The dream is still really unstable as I enter the room. It's dark inside and I think to feel for a light switch but I know this almost never works.
I feel like I am in the void again so I focus on seeing.

When the lights come on, I see that I am in an empty and really tiny version of the room. I stretch my arms out and my hands touch adjacent walls. I wake up and think to DEILD but for some reason the dream felt really long so I decide to journal instead.

#355 - DILD (In-dream-WILD) - 3:16AM

After the first dream, I tried to WILD and again and thought I had done it but I later recall other things that happened first.

There was something about being worried about alarm clocks. I was afraid of it getting too late to get lucid and having to wake up. I look at the clock and see that its about 4:4[?]... almost 5am (Wake up time). I have a really hard time making out the last digit. It gets blurry and morphs a little. I recognize what is happening here and lay back down to complete my WILD efforts.

After a second and some SP sensations, I realize there is no need to still be laying here so I quickly get out of bed. I notice I am in my childhood home of Luling, TX. I find this annoying and try to imagine being at the university again. I look down as I walk and try to visualize some common tiling or an imagined version of what I think may have been the flooring at the university. I see some generic brown speckled tiling but I am still in the same house. I try to deny it, but I just can't make it change over. Time for plan B.

I go to the front door and have to actually unlock the dead bolt to get the door open. I recall the conversation with SleepingSYNAPSE about the guy that had a semi-lucid dream where he locked his wallet in the house and thought to summon the keys but not the wallet. This felt equally dumb, but I let the thought go as I start down the sidewalk.

At the end, there is a dark colored compact car running with headlights on. It's dark but when I get to the car, I see Jeremy B, from work sitting in the driver's seat. I recall how this scenario worked well for the Angel Falls Task Of The Year and get really excited. I look into the open window on the passenger side and Jeremy says something that I perceive to be really dorky but mildly funny (much like waking life). I think I may have found an intelligent and somewhat witty DC, but I am not sure what he said so I ask.
He stares at me like I am the dumb one for a second then says, "Oh nevermind. Just get in."
When I sit down in the passenger seat, I find myself teleported to the driver seat. Jeremy is now standing in the street peering in the open window on the driver side. Without a word he plugs his nose and jumps feet first into the blackness of the street as if it is deep water. Seeing him do this seems extremely cheesy and bizarre. I chuckle and say, "Well... Ooookay. Thanks."

I drive to the end of the block and make a right. As I do, use expectation to believe that the part of the university I want is on the next block. That would be the direction of my old high school in waking life so this allows an easy connection in my mind. The building looms just ahead in the night. There are the scattered trees with Bug Lake to the right. I grip the steering wheel for the first time... or maybe I just pull back on it like airplane controls, but I will the car to fly to a window, second from the top story. I don't bother counting floors this just feels right and I know it's all what I want to believe anyway. It's the fourth floor in waking life.

As I am about to crash through a large window, everything seems very much like something from a Harry Potter movie. A suit of armor spies me through a whimsical-style, barred window and runs out of the way. I phase the car more than crash and I see a Filch-look-a-like just outside of the room. Any other time this would have been freaking awesome as I have a "Patronus" goal in mind for the future, but at this moment I am very focused on the task. I dismiss the oddities without a second thought. Actually, I am more worried about the interior being too dark. The room has red carpet and looks vaguely medieval with gas wall sconces on either side of an open door giving very little light. However, the hallway that Filch was meandering down is brightly lit.

As I phase out the driver side door of the car, I feel the entire thing dissolve. I have desire to look at the effect, but decide that I better not, just in case I ruin the effect. Plus, I feel I am much cooler this way. I feel like some grand wizard doing amazing things, but not being particularity impressed with himself. Mastery. I leave the room in search of the rooms.

I spend what feels like a lot of time lost in a maze of hallways until I find the main room of the study. I really can't recall much here, but I thinking it was mostly garbage imagery anyway.

Now, I am in a strong and fairly accurate representation of the main room. I see a red door on the left and a blue door and the right. There is a counter and a hood vent on the other side. As I grab the door knob to open the red door, I have a feeling of anticipation. I note how very vivid the dream is and I feel pleased.

Inside, the room is disappointingly very much empty, but it's at least the correct size this time. The first thing I note is that the shelves to the left are gone so this excludes several items. There is no digital painting in front of me. The desk and end table are gone. The walls are a pea green and this seems right. I recall a something sleepingSYNAPSE told me in waking life. When he dreams of his house he notices what things are missing or incorrect. I feel the same way about this room and begin copying what he said he did in his dreams. I point to the things mentioned and say stuff like, "That's wrong. This is gone. That's not right. This should be there."

Something catches my eye. Where the large poster of the blond white woman should be, I see a very different one in it's place. It's really blurry and watery so I step closer to take a near-sighted examination of the picture. After a moment, it clears. The face is blurry but I see an African American man wearing a blue graduation gown, standing with his arm up in triumph. There is a mock diploma in his right hand and a huge grin on his face. I get the feeling this is some sort of lame university advertisement. There is some large black lettering on the bottom but I have already lost interest. Suddenly, I remember the last object to look for. CLOCK!

I turn around and see it where is should be to the left of the door way, overlapping the trim. At first the numbers look Roman but as I get closer, still having some slight nearsightedness, the numbers look Arabic. I recall there is a time question on the sheet in waking life so I take note. The hour hand is on the 6 and the minute hand is one the 7. No, there is an 8 where the 7 should be. I will it to be a 7 but the number really wants to be an 8 and there is a type of tug-o-war with it seeming to morph into an 8 on its own as I struggle to keep it a 7. I decide this little detail probably doesn't matter since I recall the waking life time to be 6:15. I try to think what the time actually is here but I quickly realize that I can't even begin to think about how to read the clock so I just make note of the hand locations one last time and then step out of the room.

Feeling somewhat accomplished and a little surprised that the dream is still going, I am ready for the Blue Room. When I step back into the Main Room, I notice there are a few changes. Mostly, there is now an extra blue door and instead of having a large pill-shaped covering, they are now entirely covered in blue construction paper. In fact, it all looks gift-wrapped. I start to go for the extra door but it feels wrong and there is some instability so I decide to go for the more correctly located door.

When I open the Blue Room I am surprised to see a vast bedroom with blue walls and white trim. The style is sort of Victorian with 3 twin beds and a dark wood chest of drawers. There is a large mirror mounted on top with something like a wash basin. It seems like there was a dark colored rug on the floor but I may be be recalling that wrong at this point. I feel shocked and confused so I step back out into the main room not really noting anything there and then back in. The room is basically the same but there is a sense that the furniture has moved slightly.

At this point I pretty much forget the University task as I feel this part of the dream has played itself out. Not really recalling any secondary goals, I start messing around with the dreamscape on impulse. I walk around the room and come to a very low light fixture about chest level with 3 or so unlit bulbs. I recall a scene from Oculus where Karen Gillian thinks she eats a light bulb while thinking it's an apple when it actually is an apple (Yes this movie is that weird). So, I decide to try eating a light bulb as I know I won't cut myself like she did (or thought she did) in the movie. I think to unscrew the bulb but decide that is too much work and I just pull. It resists a little put easily pops free. I put the entire fat end in my mouth and look in the mirror. My lips are distorted from the effort but I notice I look even more strange than that. My features resemble River Song from Doctor Who but with shorter hair and a melding of my waking life facial features and hers. I stare at this for a few seconds trying to will myself to look right but it's not working very well. I remember the light bulb and decide to chop down. I am surprise when I feel like I am biting into a plastic ball-pit ball. I spit it out and step away from the mirror.

At this point, I think menthol starts having it's adverse (or desired as some see it) effect. It seems like a really good idea to reward myself for having put so much effort into this dream experiment. I recall how I did something similar for the Cretaceous Period Task Of The Month awhile back and start searching the beds for a female companion.


Before I go on, I think I need to explain something. I visited SleepinSYNAPSE's father's restaurant in waking life while in St. Louis (Very nice place and awesome food!). In the men's restroom there were several posters of vintage female movie stars. The one that caught my attention the most is this classic image of Marylin Monroe's Breakfast In Bed.



Almost immediately, I find her in a sheet with one leg out. I don't think of her as MM but I'm not really concerned with the face. I know it's a dream and it's all not real. However, during the act, I do happen to take a look at the face and notice a very ugly version of MM. The hair was right but the face was very distorted. I pause for a second, unsure if I want to continue but I decide to just focus on other parts as I quickly finish up.

I decide that this dream has gone on long enough and I should wake myself before I forget all the details. I fall into the void but don't wake right way. I realize what is happening and struggle to shift back to the physical. I have images of making dream notes on my Galaxy Player, but I know this is false. I hit SP but instead of struggling to move the dream body I am doing the opposite until I reenter the physical. The effect was like a reverse WILD or reverse OBE... Very strange.

This lucid was short. I was standing on a bridge with a coy fish in my hand and simply thought, I am dreaming, which is my mantra but i hadnt said it before i fell asleep. I did not get much time before i lost my lucidity. I was staring at a brick wall observing the destabilization. I havent been updating my journal lately so sorry about that. Ive been a bit occupied lately.

I should have written this one right when I woke up...but I didn't...and I'm left with fragments.

I was lucid - I don't remember how. Once again, I couldn't remember any of the things I wanted to do in my lucid dream (a sign of my recent scatterbrainedness, I'm sure) - so I decided to do backflips. Because why the hell not. Plus it's fun in zero gravity.

When I got bored of that, I decided to fly around on the threshold of Earth's atmosphere and outerspace. Flying around in Earth is moderately fun, flying around in space is great (except it's always BONE CHILLINGLY COLD FOR ME ), but flying on the threshold of the two is the best.

I flew up above the clouds. It was sunset...and beautiful!



I flew over the clouds quickly....the giant white clouds began to morph into thousands of doves. The clouds would just dissipate into these beautiful white doves that would scatter away! It was so amazing.

I flew up higher and into outerspace through the solar system. I flew really quickly past the planets and it made me feel a bit disorientated.



That was great, but I decided to come back home to Earth. When I landed, I saw a tornado on the horizon. I decided to fly into it, but I think I woke up before I reached it.

After forgetting how I became lucid, I did some things then suddenly remembered the adventures of redstar. I went over to a nearby house with a couch and clara wasn't there, figures. I tried to create her so I could actually continue the story but to no avail. I went outside and found I think the doctor and river song, walking together when I went up and stopped the story and was like "wheres clara" and then river song was like "haha, you always have to keep one door open in a house". I went to try that, and sadly, I woke up

23:18 pre-bedtime 3mg melatonin
00:00 Monday 2014-08-18

04:00 alarm, 2 x 4mg Galantamind, 1x 300mg Choline Bitartrate, 1x 300mg Alpha-GPC, 1 large rye cracker, 1 banana, immediately back to bed

(no recall, just vague impressions, not even fragments)

05:00 still awake

05-06? very stimulated, familiar body buzzing feeling on G + Ch, difficult to get mind to stay at rest, "relieve tension," BTB

fall asleep somewhere around late 05? or perhaps 06?

06??

+ I'm lucid sitting on a bus, feel unstable, turn around to my right and see a guy sitting in the seat behind me smoking, I grab a strap that runs vertically along his body with my right hand and hold it firmly and say to him, "NO SMOKING ON THE BUS!!". I'd like to stabilize and get deeper into the dream but I can't take my right hand away (like if I did the dream would end) and I can't reach the right hand with my left. I lose visuals and I'm holding both hands on the bar on top of the seat in front of me. The bus starts pitching up and down violently like a ship in tall ocean waves, I feel the bus pitch down sharply and my body lifts up off the seat, still holding on to the bar in front of me, I wonder if the bus is going to start flying into space.

Transition: I'm now a DO flying above behind and to the right of a bus that's driving on a road. The world is a flat-shaded cartoon world: a lot is white, and it's very blocky. The bus turns left at an intersection and them pulls over to a building and stops. I call out "Hey are there any cartoon girls in there?" I see a little guy get off the bus and head in to the building, I follow him and call to him "are you going to show me your cartoon <ahem>?"

+ In a house, in front of a mirror, I pick up an electric toothbrush and turn it on. The sensation in my hand gives me an idea and I place the fairly strongly vibrating toothbrush in a NSFW way in several different positions looking for the best sensation.

+ (I may have been walking through my kitchen at one point). I have a shirt with a large red food stain on it, I feel generally kind of nervous/edgy. I'm outside my kitchen (on a patio?) looking down at my shirt every once in a while, when my friend MR appears in my kitchen looks at me picks something up in his hand and says "Hey <my name> why aren't you eating these pancakes?" I'm thinking those pancakes were cooked some while ago and may not be very clean. He takes a bite and says "pancakes are great for digging out cavities!"

+ colleague JT is holding a joint press statement with the police, they've found his kidnapped son after a long search, he's calling for leniency on the kidnapper -- his wife is hot and busty I see her topless with her arms over her head, get lucid, and enjoy the view and perhaps think about leaning in for some contact for a few seconds before waking up.

+ I'm standing in a hallway (feels like a house) and am immediately lucid. At the lucidity I notice the walls change from uncolored to colored in a modern color scheme: muted warm colored rectangles, smoky translucent glass arranged in patterns. I turn to my left and walk ahead slightly, my attention drawn by incredible colors and patterns. On a (bed?) in a room there I see a pile of cube-shaped pillows (about 4-6 inches on a side) that have a mixture of many different colors in various patterns (mostly straight/triangular lines). I'm astonished at the vivid colors and look at the scene for a few moment to make sure I can remember it. I remember TOTM basic (I) (foreign word) and turn back to where I started expecting to find some people. Just ahead I see the hallway open into a large open area and DCs are mulling around there. I walk up to one and try to say "tell me a foreign word and what it means," but I can barely open my mouth and can barely make any sound. I try again with another DC and the sounds are severely muted like trying to talk under water, the DC just walks away, I try once more and the DC looks at me with a quizzical "say that again?" look, and I slow down and try to speak very clearly. I think it comes out better and the DC answers something like "fribblety-splat". I repeat it back to make sure I heard it correctly. Then I ask her what it means, and she answers "the kakashka is in the F. U." Despite the success I go on to ask a few more DCs in the area and now I can speak clearly and freely. I'm eyeing some DC girls as they walk by, like one, then pick another (long curly blonde hair),

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and plan an encounter that calls for her to sit down. I look and see a counter with chairs that might work and I maneuver her there and sit her down and turn to face her. I pull my pants down (with some difficulty) and reach for her head, she's pulled away some, I do a jedi mind trick ("it's my dream you have to do what I want to") and she leans forwards, and right before the magical moment

I wake up.

08:15?
awake, recalling dreams, trying to get BTB, jerks are playing loud music outside somewhere

09:10 ? receive phone call, stand up answer it

Back to bed. I'm quite awake. Should I just get up for the day? NO! I feel I have at least one more LD in me and I'm probably still on the fumes from the G. Boy, I'm awake. OK, if you want it, you have to work for it. You've worked for this, you know what to do, DO IT!

So I do counting breathing up to about 50, that's not helping much, the counting is keeping me too aware. Do my classic sleep kung-fu: on every exhale, sink deeper into relaxation, let EVERYTHING go: mental, physical tension, on EVERY breath, let more and more go, let everything go! And in a short while .... I sleep!

+ I'm lucid in super crowded indoor space like a bookstore. I don't remember anything before this moment of lucidity. YES made it, 4th LD!, Start to to stabilize by rubbing my hands, hey, ... why not rub that cute girl's butt instead? I reach for her butt but she somehow knows what I'm doing and scoots off away from me really fast, I decide not to chase, I think it's pretty funny! Wow this is crowded, mostly young people, cute girls, push past them through a doorway and turn to the left. OK, NOW it's time for a girl! Wait...no, stabilize! I stop and rub my hands, and pound my chest with my fists a few times. At the pounding a DC who was sitting down next to me is startled, and gets down on the ground and scuttles/runs away like an insect. She was wearing a dark/black burka, like a muslim. I thought that was sort of funny/weird. Ah ha, I want to carry a bottle of water with me to stabilize! I think I'm holding a bottle of water and look down at my hands. WOW TRIPPY, my hands and parts of my arms to the wrist are not fully rendered yet by my brain, it looks like I'm wearing black translucent long gloves with bright lines circling all over and sparkles all over them, then I see the "paint" of my skin color creep quickly into my hands. Looks like a computer graphics effect! I'm now holding an empty bottle of water. I will for it to be filled with water. Wait a minute, no, Beer! Be filled with Beer! I see it fill with liquid. I upend the bottle to take a drink with my head back and my mouth open, and a few modest sized splashes of water (darn didn't get beer) hit my tongue and the roof of my mouth at the back of my mouth, the sensation is entirely realistic. I move the water bottle to my left hand. I remember my goal of chewing dream gum to stabilize and stay in the dream, I reach my right hand into my right pants pocket expecting to get some gum there, I feel a lot of coins and something like a wrapper, I bring my hand out and see some coins and an empty wrapper, ah well. I walk forwards (back the way I came) and people are still everywhere, I see a petite girl sitting in a chair

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and tell her to "show me your tits." I'm prepared to jedi mind trick her but she complies and starts taking off her top. I'm standing there watching and taking a drink from the water. I think this is taking too long. She gets her top off and I see her skin she's wearing a bra. I get quite excited, she starts taking off the bra and I

I wake up. I'm quite pleased that I got in my 4th lucid in one night, I'm really happy about this. I'm in a hallway in a large area and I look up and see a big analog clock and see that it shows 11 o'clock, wow I've slept quite late! Then I get a dream transition feeling and think "Hey maybe I can DEILD back in!", but I feel more awake, now I'm in bed, really awake, and realize I just missed a FA/transition to non-lucid, ARGH!

10:20 now really awake

The Eyeball
Lucid #36

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I attempt WILD (It might have been a FA because I think my curtains weren't there)
After the HI settles I find myself in my room. I do a RC and I am certain I am dreaming. I keep laying on my bed to stabilize the dream. I yell "Stability" and "Clarity" and my voice sounds like I am speaking in a slow motion video. Although the dream quality doesn't change. I look at a poster of a soccer-player I have in my dream-room and the dream calms and gets really vivid. I decide it is time for me to stand up so I start with sitting on my bed and slowly get up. The dream vividness fades a little when I move but I ignore that..
I remember the eyeball task and stare straight ahead. I take my right hand and move it to my right eye. I take all my five fingers and push it arround the eyeball and it comes out with slight discomfort but no pain. It makes a squishy sound and I have an eyeball in my palm. It looks pretty realistic and I get a little freaked out, although I keep looking at it. It is white with green-brown eyes (I have really dark brown eyes in WL). I can make out some little blood-vessels and the optic nerve is still attached it and fans out in litlle sub nerve endings leaving it looking like a red fern . I also notice some liquid in my palm but then quickly decide to throw that thing away . It hits the wall and I decide to wake myself up to journal (Worst decicision ever)...

I have been having issues with the physical aspect of lucid dreams lately. I feel like I'm wading through mud as I try to move against what the dream wants me to do. Does anyone else have that problem? It's horrible and I feel trapped.

That said, I had a horrible nightmare last night. As I try to rationalize it, I'm thinking that it's just because I have a bad cold and it was messing with my head.

What's odd is that in the middle of the nightmare, like a beacon, I saw my aunt and one of her daughters (as a child). I called out to them, but they didn't really see me. When I woke up I got information at breakfast that my uncle had died. How weird!

non-lucid, lucid, false awakening

.../I see a group of drunk people gathering in a park, one of them is going to help a porcupine to get rid off some spines it has nailed in its body. I go to my house which now it's a cabin and it's a mess inside. It's night and I walk to the kitchen. The whole house is lit by the street lighting that gets through the windows. I find a door in a strange position on the upper corner of its doorframe. I think it has happened again. I use telekinesis to rotate it in the right position. I go to do something in the living room, when I come back to the kitchen, I find the door is back in its strange position. Once again I'm going to use telekinesis when I realize it must be a dream. I'm exited to do it again. I rise my hand and command the door to move back to it's normal position. I got to do it with some difficulty. Now I turn and go to the living room, feeling exited. I want to do something else. The first thing that pop in my mind, flying! I'm not outside the cabin, but I think I can do something here inside, thinking it's all about confidence. I see the shadows of the room, and I jump face down on them to start the flight. I think I may fly inside the house. But in stead, I don't even crash to the floor, on the contrary it's like diving into the void. I'm fascinated with the experience, I turn surrounded by darkness to slightly fall on my bed. It's on the room of the cabin, I open my eyes completely amazed by the previous flight into darkness, and realize I haven't change my outerwear for something more comfortable, I have even my shoes on! I feel to tired to stand up, so I try to take my clothes out on the bed. It's getting complicated to do so. I give up, and start thinking in my previous experience. I have to take note of this before I forget about it while slowly I start to feel the transition.

* And I wake up for real in the same position on my bed noticing it was the end of my first sleep cycle of the night

In my previous dream I had just gotten shot in the head, I told the person to do it. I laid still afterwards and waited for the whooshing to start. I visualized myself in a parking lot and that is where I ended up.
I felt everything around me, stabilized and looked at the fine hairs on my arm. It was raining a little bit I think and was a little windy. I had a really weird feeling in my legs, kind of tingly. I tried to summon somebody but they looked really weird. Like half of the normal face then half the face of Arya Stark from GoT. So I tried somebody else to summon and they had their head on a horse. The horse chased after me and kept nudging me and woke me up.



I laid on my right side and waited for the noises, like the whooshing and tinnitus kind of things. Then I focus on them and make them louder, and then I visualized myself in to the dream and it worked. Was after around 8 hours of sleep and I had a dream right before it.
I feel like I can enter into this phase really easily now after some sleep, going to keep working on it.

Journal Entry Lucid #72 Dream,Lucid, thoughts in dream,(Comments)
Background:Since this is me looking back at my old DJ, I didn't write what I did I was too lazy, so I can't write anything here.

Lucid Dream # 72, day: 08/16/14, time: unknown-7:03 Am " invisible pokemon":
I was just wathcing the dream go by me. I see a pokemon flying and chasing another Pokemon so that it could attack . I realized it is a dreamI started to fly and use telekinesis on both of them. One of them looked like a dragon. The other one was a small little pokemon. I put the dragon in a force field and launch it into the air. I went to a city square, pokemons and humans are just staring at a little cube. I went to them and asked, "what's wrong?" They tell me that their is a Pokemon that is invisible and can't be touched but it can touch you. I see its hand breaking though the barrier. I try to use TK to pick ti up but I woke up. .

Journal Entry Lucid #71 Dream,Lucid, thoughts in dream,(Comments)
Background:Since this is me looking back at my old DJ, I didn't write what I did I was too lazy, so I can't write anything here.

Lucid Dream # 71, day: 08/14/14, time: 3:50-4:03 Am " It's just a Weird plot":
I am looking at an ant hill. I am trying to find the biggest hill to do some sort of math problem. As I was putting stickers on them a female, EN, showed up and she tried to seduce me. She put her butt out, bending over to touch me. She started to grind her butt in front of me. I yelled, "What are you doing?". She turned around and smiled back at me. She stood upright and I put my hand on her shoulder to tell her that it is wrong. Instead she grabs my hand and puts them on her boobs. I freaked out and moved my hands right away. I looked around and saw that I am in my backyard. She is still next to me. I put my and on her boobs I am turned on. She turned over and replied, "yeah, grab my ass", so I did. I thought about this weird plot and realized it was a dream.I got up and shredder from TMNT showed up and beat me up. He knocked me out. I thought I woke up and it was over with .

I got up and he told me to leave. I did, and I still had a katana, a type of sword on my back. I was angry that I couldn't defend myself from the shredder. I could feel the heaviness of the katana in my hand. I tried to slice objects with the katana. I see a group of martial arts students followed by a female sensai. I see them fight each other. I told them to be careful with the katana. They instructor informed me that they are fake. I looked closer at them and realized that they are indeed plastic. I realized that it is a dream. I told the DC to ask herself "what is real?", "is this real", "am I real?", "Am I you imagination?". She replied, "it feels weird". I said, "yeah it's ok to feel weirded out by it". As I was walking trying to make dream stable, I see ES. I am rubbing my hand I could feel the dream fade. As I am waking, ES says to me, "I need to suffocate". I looked at him weird and he said, "breath! breath!". I said, "Ok...ok" kinda annoyed. We found our way to the small room in church. I smell cow or horse manure and it reminded me of my childhood home. ES is talking, "They are no supposed to be here, only we know this place." I opened a door to my backyard. She, EN, wasn't there. I was relived. My dream kept its intensity. I didn't want to think about task or anything. I flew around and before I woke up I saw a Ninja turtle and a roller coaster. . It wasn't false memory, but it was exaggerated I may have walked by a farm or horse dump but at the moment I thought I was once living at a farm.

I wasn't trying to remember my dreams so I forgot the first one.

Second Dream

Something I don't remember happened than I appeared in SP. Someone I couldn't see covered my mouth and tried to rape me. After that I appeared on the bed again and called out to my dream mom. I wanted to wake up because I was afraid and my mom grabbed both my hands and told me not to worry. I bit my rubbery hand and after a few seconds woke up.

Third Dream

I have no clue what happened in the beggining but I became lucid after I noticed the elevator wasn't working in the dream. I left the Asian guys I was with and saw a lady cutting open something on a counter. I asked where the stairs were and she kept showing me secret stairways to go through. I chose one and told the lady who was mad at me to forgive me for leaving her.(I was joking) After I left I noticed I was in a secret facililty in a city where dream things were being kept from the public. I took out two blades and cut the teddy bear that flew in my way. I was kind of slow but managed to find my away around it. I ran out the building and a FBI agent started chasing me. I hid behind a pole than ran after that.I noticed the world looked like a anime and I was a blonde anime boy as I was running and thought it was pretty cool. I woke up after running for a bit though.

*As I was writing I recalled at the beggening I was at a school running from a guy and outsmarting someone and something about getting a new game?...Oh! I became lucid after my cousin tried fighting me. But I used my dream skills to block her attacks. She started crying after that too. I didn't feel bad cause I knew it was just a dream though. The thing I don't recall is how I ended up in the elevator but it doesn't matter so....

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #231: Fedoras and Flatulence

I wake up feeling disappointed that I didn’t manage to have a lucid dream. Well, too late for that -- Wife and the kids are up and getting ready and my folks are here too. I feel grumpy and sorry for myself, but I get started with the day. Lots of mundane stuff happens and eventually we all wind up sitting at a cafeteria table across from a pedestal.

The pedestal fascinates me. It has the vague outline of a statue on it, which will fade from looking fully physical to almost completely invisible. It’s a statue of Artemis, and I know that nobody can see it but me because I’m the only lucid dreamer in this whole place. As I’m staring at this statue, a brown-haired woman in her early 20s sits down in the chair next to me, a little closer than appropriate. She touches me on the shoulder flirtatiously and leans in. “Hi! What are we looking at?”

I feel uneasy about how close she’s getting but also attracted and flattered. I feel like I don’t know how much information I should reveal about being a lucid dreamer, so my answer is guarded: “That’s supposed to be a statue there.”

“Well, what do you see?” she asks.

The truth: “It’s a statue of Artemis. I can see it because I’m a lucid dreamer.”

“That’s amazing!” she says. She makes a few more comments about lucid dreaming and then stands up. Her inner thigh brushes my left hand as she gets up and I again get that mix of attraction and discomfort. She smiles. “You should call me if you ever want to talk to me about it.”

I think that I’d have no way to call her because I don’t have her phone number. I’m about to ask her what it is but stop when I realize how bad that would sound. This all feels strange to me now. I look to my right and my family isn’t here with me. It’s just me. I take the nose pinch reality check and I blow right through, becoming semi-lucid but just not completely convinced. .This feels so real, am I sure? I hit a second nose pinch and now I’m fully lucid.

I get up from the table and move into an adjacent room, remembering my intent to summon Dreamer. My go-to method has been transforming an existing DC into her, so I look around at the few dream characters wandering this scene and confidently grab the nearest one. It’s a short, pudgy Asian male, overall a really abysmal candidate for this transform into Dreamer. I want to be confident though so I go right ahead with trying to transform this dude.

I press my hands along his scalp, spreading Dreamer’s purple hair color along his scalp. He’s smiling and kind of chuckling at this, seeming to find it funny. The purple is coming out but whatever paint is coming out of my hands feels really clump and uneven. The guy’s scalp is kind of sweaty, too, and the purple paint even starts running down his face. His hair isn’t even half purpled before I get frustrated after a long time trying. Okay, maybe he looks too different, try changing the face. I start mashing on his face with my hands, trying to change his look into Dreamer. He seems to be getting kind of pissed at me for this and the whole thing just becomes awkward.

Okay, move on. I leave and walk into another room with a strange, gently wavy floor. I try the behind-the-back summon, narrating that “I feel Dreamer’s hand over here,” but I feel this doubt like I’m not doing things properly. I call out “[Dreamer]!” (using her real name) and vaguely hear a response, and I decide that she must be up ahead in some nearby room. I decide to use my old trick of demanding that the dream show me the way, and now when I call for Dreamer, a doorway glows with bright yellow light.

I continue moving through another series of 3-4 doors this way, demanding to be shown the way and the dream complying. I wind up in a large, cavernous room filled with DCs. There is a group of nuns near one side of the room that are dressed in unusual red habits. A large number of adults wander the room (more women than men) and close to the center of the room there’s a shallow pit where a large group of children are playing together. I ask the dream to show me where Dreamer is, but the glow effect always seems to be slightly out of view, frustrating me. I demand out loud that “Everybody point to where [Dreamer] is in this room.”

Every character in the scene turns toward a young, blond girl that’s playing in the pit. She’s about 6, her hair much shorter and lighter than I would have imagined, but I feel like this is her. I walk up to the child, who looks up at me with a goofy, slightly crooked-toothed smile. I place my hands on the sides of her head and say, “This is you, you’re [Dreamer].” As I say this, she grows to full height and now she looks completely like herself, apart from the fact that she has the little girl’s short, blond hair.

“Thank you for finding me!” she says. Dreamer puts her arms around my neck and we briefly hug. Almost immediately, all of the DCs in the room move toward, all of them smiling at her, greeting her, and wanting to interact with her. Some of them congratulate her. I stand by a few feet to the side, interested and amused. As each of the DCs greet her in turn, at one point a man comes up with a tiny fedora and placed it onto her head as if he’s crowning her.

The happy throng of DCs congregate around Dreamer as they all walk toward one of the room’s exits. I feel sad to see her leave the dream scene so early but all of this feels very natural to me, so I don’t resist it.

Once I find myself alone, I walk through another exit into an office scene with lots of people working at desks. It looks like we’re high up in a skyscraper. I make some mischief in here with telekinesis, throwing a plastic sign, tossing a desk, picking up one poor guy who’s just trying to get his work done. The office workers start seeming uncomfortable with my presence, so I look for an exit.

Off to the side is a platform with a waiting helicopter, so I climb aboard. Another DC tries to get on with us, and there’s a brief argument about who should get to come aboard. The pilot says (referring to me) “He can do whatever he wants,” and we take off. We fly over the city for a good while and I spy a few buildings that look reminiscent from spots in Breaking Bad. Eventually the helicopter hovers over a forest clearing near a building and I jump out. The helicopter flies off and I’m alone again.

I remember that I have a lucid dare from Dreamer that requires me to perform a Super Advanced Fart (one which is “very long, loud, and powerful”). At first I feel like this will be impossible. My body isn’t giving me “the signal” that anything can be conjured up. I know that this is a dream, though, so I convince myself that a bubble of pressure is forming in my stomach. Once that’s there, a good push sends me into a full eruption. The emerging fart is ultra loud and super powerful, lifting me gently into the air. It feels like there’s a hand or a platform under my butt lifting me upward. I wobble around unsteadily in the air, leaning left and right and bobbing a bit. It feels like I have a jet pack on.

I’d hoped to have enough propulsion to reach lower earth orbit, but I never get more than 15-20 feet off the ground. As the “event” ends, I settle back down to the ground. Dare achieved!

I’ve still got some dream left, so I decide to find Dreamer again. I ask the dream to show me where she is, and a door glows on a nearby building. I head for the door but before I reach it, I have a false awakening at the foot of a bed. Wife is lying on the bed, completely unclothed, writing on a notepad. I feel extreme sexual attraction and I curl up next to her. The moment that I kiss her neck, though, her clothes reappear. Then she shows me that she’s making a list of personality quirks that makes her good at Jeopardy questions. I’m still trying to figure out how to turn things frisky when my dad walks by on the way to the kitchen. The mood is officially ruined, so I get up for the day before waking up for real.

1.
I was in some sort of public theater that had a white interior. The floor was made of white tiles as well. I was walking outside with my mom, dad, and my sister and as we were walking down a hallway of the theater in order to get out, my sister told us that she felt sick. Right after she said that she threw up a little bit. We scolded her and told her to go back and clean it up.
An officer that was guarding the theater saw this incident and enforced, "Yea you better clean that up or else I'll have to write you a ticket if you don't." I remember my sister acknowledging this and then going back to clean it up. My dad was really upset about this and kept on telling her to clean it up. When she threw up, the only thing I saw come out of her mouth was a type of white, thick spit, and it was only a little puddle the size of one's palm.
Me and my dad walked out of the theater place and I kind of wandered off and walked around the parking lot. I saw a group of my friends around the middle of the parking lot just chilling, so I met up with them. One guy that was there was a guy I knew from ROTC, he had a twin brother so I had no idea which brother he was, or what his name was. Him and my friends were playing with silly string and just spraying it around. All of my friends were partially covered in the silly string, which was a dark neon pink in color. I asked the twin if I could have some of the silly string, and he told me, "Nah dude get your own, there's some over there". He said this in a really grumpy way.
I turned around, and only about 20 feet away from me was a can of silly string, and it was pink. I picked it up and as I did the twin told me I was going to go into "Zombie mode". Instantly as I picked it up and held it in my hands, a transparent film of dark neon pink covered my entire field of vision. I found out that whenever I jumped into the air, I would jump pretty high and it would be in slow motion.
I went around my friends in this, "Zombie mode", and sprayed them all. I even ran around them just spraying the silly string into the air. I remember feeling it about to run out, so I ran up to a pole and started to climb up it. The climb was really easy considering that I was in slow motion. I continued climbing, but I couldn't make it to the very top. I made it really close to the top though, and when I did I looked down and ahead of me and saw my friend Brittany and I got her attention and tried to scare her.
She saw me and I saw that I startled her. I came down from the pole and put down the silly string. Now, I was no longer in, "Zombie mode". I looked around the parking lot, and at myself. I noticed that I was shirtless and that my abs were showing. I looked across from myself and about 30 feet to my side there was a buff guy that was also shirtless and he was walking with his family to his car. He had slightly better abs than I did mainly because he looked like a teen body builder.
"He's my only competition", I thought. With this I started walking back inside to the theater. My dad met me at the entrance of the theater and we both walked into the doorway of another room directly to my left. It was the closest room to the exit. Inside of this room, there were multiple computers everywhere. The computers were put inside of tan bathroom stalls. In each stall, there was supposed to be a toilet seat as well, so I'm assuming that one could use the computer while they were doing their business.
I approached the first stall and my dad told me, "That's the one I usually go into". I looked inside of it and noticed that this stall was really small and also really packed. It was missing a toilet and it had a huge computer inside. I left this stall and looked around for others. As I did so, I noticed that there were no other stalls only computers. As I continued walking, I was confronted by a girl. She was rather short and had black hair. She started flirting with me as I looked for a computer to get on. I asked her, "Whats the best computer you guys have in here?".
Right as I asked that, some other girls brought in a huge computer and put it on the desk next to me. They told me that this was a new computer and that it was the, "Super/Mother computer". Exactly what I wanted. Another girl came up to me to see if I needed any help. I recognized her, it was the girl I had a crush on. I was still shirtless inside of this room and all of the girls kept trying to feel my abs and flirt with me.
I had my sights on one girl in specific though, my crush. She looked beautiful and she looked pretty much the same in real life except for the fact that she was alot more tan than in waking life. All of the other girls in the room left, and now it was just me and her. For some reason I brought up the buff guy I had seen in the parking lot to start a conversation with her. "Did you see that buff guy in the parking lot?", I asked. "Yep", she replied. "Yea he was pretty buff and he had really good abs" I said( I have no idea why I talked about him and made him look better like WTF).
Right after this it came to me that I was talking to my crush, and I became Lucid. The first thing that came to my mind that I wanted to do, was dilate time. "Wait right here and don't move", I told her in a nice way. I walked down an aisle next to me and tried dilating time using Hukif's method. I closed one eye and starting counting up from 1. I looked around as I did so and I noticed things were starting to get swirly. I eventually made it around the aisle and I stopped counting at 20. I had rushed the entire method, so I had a feeling it wasn't going to work.
I came back to my crush and she jumped into my arms. I held onto her and decided I was going to carry her around in my arms. For some reason I had difficulty lifting my feet up and walking, but it wasn't because she was heavy. I thought about altering the way I walked to where I could just float through the air, but it didn't work. I carried my crush over to a corner and we started kissing. I'm not going to lie, it felt pretty magical. Somehow, my crush instantly became naked. I looked out the window in front of us and saw a screen. It was the screen of a phone. It was a conversation between a couple. Here's what I remember of it:
Guy: I'm going to eat you out.
Girl: Why? You should do something else.
Guy: I want to lick your pussy (wtf, really random)
Girl: Red!(<<no idea what thats supposed to mean) I want you to do something else( another sexual act).
I was reading all of this while I was fore playing with my crush. I placed my crush on the ledge of the window, and started eating her out(I dont know why, but this is always what I do first to a girl in dreams. Maybe its a fetish?). I was really enjoying myself and so was my crush. I had the feeling that that conversation that I saw was supposed to represent her, and that she didn't want me to eat her out. I didn't want to make her do anything she didn't want to either.
All of a sudden, I started feeling myself about to wake up. I'm pretty sure it was because I focused on myself too much at that moment. I woke up feeling happy and refreshed.

2. I was inside of my room, in bed. I have a feeling that this dream was a WILD/FA because this was the first dream of my naptime today.
I was lying in my bed and the lights were off. I could feel that my eyes were still closed, but I could see through my closed eyelids. I could see my entire room. Immediately after I noticed this, my mom opened my door and checked to see if I was asleep. Seeing that I was, she closed the door. Seconds later she opened the door again and looked inside, and then closed it again. She did this about 5 times, I guess that they either: couldn't tell that I was asleep, or they wanted to wake me up. My sister was right behind my mom as well while this happened.
After the 5th time of coming into my room and then leaving, my mom finally came inside for sure and turned on my lights. (wth, this would've pissed me off in waking life). I didn't move and decided I was just going to stay still. "Mom, I can see through my eye-lids while my eyes are closed", I told her. "No, your eyes aren't even closed", she replied. I knew that my eyes were closed, but I didn't try arguing with her.
My mom told me that I needed to get up because we were going somewhere, I don't remember what she said though.

3. I was inside of someones house, it looked like my grandpa's house. A party was going on, and I was just sitting in the middle of the floor listening to music( lol, no idea why). All of a sudden, everyone came into the living room where I was sitting down, and they sat down too. A group a black dudes sat right behind me, but I stayed chill. Some lady came to the front of the living room and announced that the "Rewards ceremony" was starting.
I put my music in, and as I did so I noticed that I had put in a phone charger plug into both of my ears. I could still hear music, so it didn't bother me and I didn't really care that I was listening to a charger plug. I was starting to fall asleep while I listened to my music when out of the blue, a black guy with dreads behind me pushed me on the shoulder. He was wearing sunglasses and his dreads reached down to the end of his neck.
I took out my music and he told me that the Announcer lady had just called my name for a reward, but I was too late and didn't respond so she gave the reward to someone else. The black guy me was no really mad at me for not getting the reward. The lady kept giving out rewards and gave out about 15 or so of them. After the ceremony ended and she finished giving out rewards, everyone in the living room stood up and started drinking. I stood up as well and just chilled.
Some lady, who I'm guessing was in charge of the party, came up to me and told me that I couldn't drink if I wasn't 18 years old. I told her that I was and she said, "Okay". She started walking away, but I walked with her to convince her better that I was 18. I told her that I had failed kindergarten 4 times and that's what held me back. Once I felt that she was convinced I left her side. I think I looked around for something to drink, but I'm not sure.

4. I was downstairs in the living room of my own house, and I was talking to my dad and my sister. My dad was telling me some kind of story about our house and about 2 weird kind of birds that used to live in the kitchen. I mentioned something about it being the dreamworld, don't remember exactly what I said though. After he told me and my sister the story, I opened the front door of our house and walked out.
I started walking towards the back door with an ambition to see whatever my dad was talking about. It was overcast outside and really dark as though it were about to rain. As I went through my gate and opened up my back door and walked inside, I saw some weird things. I saw two large bowls filled with some unknown mushy half-solid food. In between those two bowls I saw a really small green bowl with grayish-green mushy stuff inside of it.
It was really dark inside my kitchen, and the only light inside was the light that was coming from outside, which wasn't much. I got really scared and ran out the back door and ran back in through my front door.

5. I was with my friends Dylan and Patrick and we were walking in some kind of tunnel. The tunnel had air holes all around it, so not only could we breathe well, but we could also look outside and see what was around us. We continued walking through it, and it was really long. We finally made it to the end of the tunnel and saw an exit to get out of it. I looked down and out through the exit and saw 2 vans with some random mexican dudes just waiting next to them.
I got a bad feeling about leaving the tunnel when I saw them, I felt like they were either going to harm us, or kidnap us. I told my friends that we shouldn't leave the tunnel. The next thing I remember, my grandpa is in the tunnel with us and we walk out of the exit. Suddenly the dream scene changed and now I was in my kitchen. All of the lights were off and me, my dad, and my grandpa were all talking about the dream I had with grandpa in it. Grandpa was telling my dad what happened in the dream and it was all based off of what I told him.
I remember telling my grandpa about the dream inside of the dream. He continued telling my dad about the dream.

6. I was inside some kind of huge arena, maybe a video game map? I looked up at the sky and saw that it was a dark orange and of course the sky was overcast. I was with someone, I think it was my sister, and we were trying to survive. We came to the cliff of this video game map and saw something that looked like half of a tennis court/basketball court that was completely rusted.
I knew that I was supposed to launch something/shoot a cannon on this court. There were many of these courts across the map, and this one was the only one that was cut in half. I remember encountering many enemies across the map, but I don't remember any more of this journey.

Dream - Lucid

I was going into Dallas and I's bathroom. It was very dark. I had to get up out of bed to poop. I started to sit on the toilet, when Dallas came into the doorway and started coming towards the toilet.
"What are you doing? I have to poop!" I said. He kept coming. I got up. I assumed he had to poop too.
"Are you really gonna make me use the other bathroom?" I said. He didn't say anything. I took that as a yes. I started to head towards the doorway to our bedroom to go to the guest bathroom. Dallas started to shut the door to our bathroom. I then started to hear noises coming from the living room area, and started to panic a little. Someone was in our apartment. Before Dallas could shut the door all the way, I caught it with my hand. I said something like
"Dallas, someone's in our apartment!"
I started to panic, and all my vision went black. I tried to scream for Dallas, but nothing came out. I then realized that I had been dreaming, and decided to calmly wait for myself to awaken instead of panicking.

I then woke up on Dallas's chest. Phew, just a dream. I was so glad. I then started to hear noises again. I was really confused. Was I not awake? I started trying to wake Dallas up, but he was dead asleep. I pinched him, I tried to yell his name but again, it wouldn't come out. Really? Is this really a dream again?I thought to myself. Vision went black again, and then I woke up for real.

Another 10 minute nightmare. I wasn't asleep long at all.

~

I was at a bowling alley bowling with Dallas, but it was more like ski-ball; we were throwing smaller balls at the pins down the lane instead of an actual bowling ball. There was almost no one there; we were the only ones playing. Dallas then said something about how the bowling alley was closing for good soon; it was going out of business. I looked around and I could see why. It was so dead in there. I then went to throw my ski ball, but it slipped out of my hand and I accidentally threw it behind me.

I then saw a very small child, a male toddler, carrying what looked like a six pack of beer up to the lanes, but it was actually a six pack of ski balls.

~

I had these two cakes made for me. I was at work I believe. Both were big and delicious looking with cream cheese icing on them (freakin yum). One had off-white cream cheese icing with red decorations. I had to do something with them to keep them safe or something, I can't quite recall.

Then, I saw the outside of my apartment. Someone was coming up the stairs. It was daytime outside. Then, something happened; a roll in a bag of rolls died? And it seemed so inconsequential, but I couldn't proceed with anything at all now. It was like playing a Sierra adventure game, where you don't do something in the beginning of the game and you get to the end and you have to start all over. I had to "start over" from a point before that to see if there was anything I missed, anything I could do to prevent the death of the roll.

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Yay insomnia! Again! Woohoo. Also these 10-minute nightmares are very puzzling to me. It has happened to me quite often in the past few months. I guess what I don't get it how am I dreaming without being in REM? I thought REM sleep came later in the sleep cycle? Like, I will literally be asleep for 10-15 minutes for these nightmares. There was one that I was asleep for about an hour. Anyone have any thoughts?