lucid

1. I was in school(wow 3rd night in a row, def. a dream sign.) and class had just ended. Earlier in the class I had discovered that I had the ability to fly. I was just sitting in my class and it popped to me. I walked out the class and thought to myself, "wow everyone is about to be impressed."
I spotted a ledge on the floor I was on(im on the 2nd floor) and I got a run for it. I was going to run and jump over the ledge and fly out of the school. I ran towards the ledge and jumped. Unfortunately my legs failed me and I didnt even clear the ledge. My legs just hit the ledge and I flipped over the railing and faceplanted on the first floor. REALLY embarrassing. Especially since I still wasnt even Lucid. (To be honest Im not sure at all whether or not this was a lucid yet.)
I walked out of the school and left. I went around a corner outside and to my surprise I encountered another school. It occurred to me that somehow I was going to miss my bus, so I started running towards the bus ramp. I dont know what but all of a sudden I didnt care about the buses and decided to go back inside(wtf). As I was on my way back inside I decided to try flying again. This time I jumped and took off, but I only glided and ended up landing on the sidewalk next to the school's entrance.
This is where things get a little fuzzy.
Next thing I remember was being outside in this place that resembled a camp. It looked like a desert. I was chilling with my friend Dylan at a flag pole. It was a little windy. I looked up into the sky and saw a huge cargo plane passing. As it passed it dropped off an ammo drop(at least thats what it looked like) and it was the size of one football field. I started feeling like I was in some kind of multiplayer game. I then told Dylan that I was going to go after that plane. I became Lucid. I then got into my dream hero suit. Slowly my body got covered in a thin, deep black liquid. Attachment 7459 He looked like this except his suit was all black, and he doesnt have a suit
I was becoming Orion Jay- a hero that I had created. Once my body was completely immersed in this liquid and my form was complete, I climbed up the flag pole and tried to take off. I was unsuccessful and floated back to the ground. I gave it another shot and this time I flew straight up into the sky. I didnt go that high, maybe 3,000 feet. This is where the dream ended.
(sorry if this dream seemed a bit choppy and inconsistent, I was multitasking while trying to journal it lol, not the best at that)

2. I was in my room, playing with two baby golden retrievers. They were the a little bigger than the size of my hand, and maybe a foot in length. I played with them for a while. I even picked one of them up and placed it on my drawer. I thought this puppy to be a girl because when I put it down it squirted milk all over my drawer. I cleaned it up and decided to put them away for now. A lady that was in my room with me told me to put them in this really small box, it looked like a shoe box and was a light yellow. I put the puppies in and I noticed that they were in a tight fit. They were literally smashed against each other. The lady then told me to wrap them up(wtf) in a thin sheet of wrapping paper. I did so, but apparently I did it wrong so she came over and took the puppies out and got two of my good friends to give me a lesson on wrapping puppies and any other objects. My friend Trey and one of my other friends I cant remember started teaching me. They got two small fake human babies and wrapped their heads. At this point, I felt pretty weird. I got on my laptop and somehow my friend Trey got on his as well. We both went on Skype and did a voice chat(Even though we were right next to each other). I dont remember our conversation but in the end when we stopped Skyping Trey said, "Dude they recorded everything, everything we said; our whole conversation." He was a little anxious about this and this is where it ended.

Unfortunately, because I didnt write down my dreams earlier, I forgot the rest. Tomorrow should be better.

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Dream - Lucid

I was in an elementary school front office. I saw many women working there, and many working on computers in the back. I walked up to my mom, who was one of the women working on the computers. I "remembered" that this was her job now. She seemed content.

Then, a girl at the front desk gave Dallas and I some drinks that looked like orange and red Kool-Aid drinks that used to come in the bottles (Kool-Aid Jammers?). She had stolen them to give them to us for the movie we were going to see. Her boss, a woman, asked her if she had stolen them. She said no, even though she obviously did.

We were then leaving so we could get to the movie on time. This is around when I became lucid.

I spoke to my husband for a long time. We spoke of past lives, I discovered he was in many. I asked about my mom, and saw an image of her as I did. I knew she was in some past lives as well; I knew before I even asked. A random DC appeared that had traditional African clothing on. I asked if he was in a past life, but he disappeared; he was just a regular DC. I remember something about the name Mary; it wasn't a coincidence that the people in my life have the names they do. I thought of all the Marys I knew (Mary Katherine is my best friend IWL, for example; I thought about this at this point in the dream). Dallas and I were on a lake at night for part of this dream.

I then was walking through a mall. I felt the dream was about to end. Before I woke up, I saw many stores with signs lit by neon green lights. I felt like this is where the movie theater was located.

~

I was determined to return to this lucidity to meet up with my spirit guide and find out his true form. I kept falling back into sleep and immediately being lucid, but I would wake again very shortly; the dream was not stable enough.

Finally though, I re-entered sleep and stayed. I was lucid immediately; I felt SP and saw the dream forming. I waited a little bit before I went and did anything; I knew I had to stabalize first and foremost.

The dream finally felt good enough for me to continue. To increase the stability a bit more, I examined my hands, and thought about what Hyu said to me about using your senses to increase stability. I used my sense of touch. I was walking through my family's kitchen, and felt everything I came across. I touched the counters, etc. The sensation felt a bit "muted" but it really did help. I thought for sure the dream would fall apart before this.

I then was inside somewhere, walking down a wooden hallway, when I knew that I wanted to see my spirit guide. At first, I said
"Dream guide appear!" but realized my error and corrected myself to
"Spirit guide appear!"
I then saw a shadow behind me. I looked behind me, and saw what looked like a girl I knew growing up named Jess.
"Wow, this is tricky," he said, referring to taking on other forms.
It didn't matter; I knew it was him. He looked like Jess, but had the voice of a man.

I then started to feel as if I was losing the dream. I said to my guide
"Please! Keep me in the dream!"
He held onto me and things started to stabalize again. This happened a couple of times throughout the dream.

We were then walking into a restaurant. It resembled a Cracker Barrel. We sat down at a table with a couple at it. He said to them
"Excuse me, may we join you?"
The table had dirty dishes and food on some of the dishes. We sat with them. We were across the table from one another. We were speaking, and I asked him his name.
"Mike," he said. He then called me "Bethany".
"Was that my name?"
"Yes, you were very proud of me," he said. He was referring to a past life we had shared together.
I had brief thoughts that he was a musician of some sort.
"Mike, may I see your true form?" This was part of my goal for an LD.
He replied, saying something about the way he would look, but I can't remember exactly what he said.

We stood up. He then started to change. His head went down into his shirt; it was kind of comical. He then emerged, mostly, having his now tuxedo shirt and jacket part way over his head, which was partially stuck inside the shirt.
He was a homely, red-haired middle-aged man. He was tall and skinny. I then asked him
"May I see what I looked like?"
I was then looking in a mirror on the wall. The mirror was a bit high for me (I'm quite short, even IWL). He instructed me on how to change my reflection. I don't remember exactly what he said, but I waved my hand in front of my eyes. In the mirror, I saw my eyes change. I kept going, and my whole face changed. I saw that I was missing a tooth also. I was a homely, kind-looking middle-aged woman with thin, fine wispy hair. I kept going even after this, and my face morphed into a rat's face. Oops, too far. I said something about this to my guide, and he joked about the rat face.

We were then sitting down again, and speaking of something, when my husband's alarm woke me up.

~

Alright, well I didn't end up going back to sleep after all, but I did get a chance to think a little more on this.

Before I went to sleep, I thought about becoming lucid, about situations that could induce lucidity, etc. I imagined it happening as I was falling asleep.

Wow, intention is such a powerful thing! I did not become lucid until early this morning, but that is the norm for my lucidity.

I do believe that I am finally starting to see the power of my mind; I am finally being able to tap into things that I once thought I would never be able to do. I am finally, finally coming into my own, and being able to use my intent, and actually believe that it's going to work instead of having doubt tower over me. This feels legit. I am absolutely amazed.

Now, I need to figure out what to do next. I think that I just need to let things flow, and when I meet my guide in my dreams, I'll know who he is now, hopefully, and that in itself will induce lucidity. I really hope that this journey I am on continues. I will, of course, keep you all posted.

This was fun. First I had a nonLD about finding some robin eggs. I brought them into the bedroom and showed them to Danny. He said he believed that they had been fertilized already. Sure enough, I looked at them and they had sticky stuff on the outside of the little pink shells. "EW!" I dropped one on the floor and it cracked slightly. I was so worried that I might have hurt a potential little baby bird inside so I picked it up. I was holding it in my right hand, when I suddenly seemed to be lying down. I "fell asleep" in the dream, holding the slimy little egg, then had a false awakening:

I "woke up" or so I had thought, and was immediately aware that a slimy egg was in my hand. But I knew that finding the egg and dropping it had been a dream, because it was a house I didn't recognize, and now I was in my real room. How was I still holding this egg? LUCID!! Now it felt like a jello egg, and I let it kinda "sploop!" out of my hands, and I got out of the bed. I recalled the elevator totm because I've been talking about it for days. I've been thinking alot lately about the power of expectation, and have come to some conclusions about it, and how I've found a mechanism that helps it to work better. I'll have to post about that sometime. Anyway, I opened my bedroom door, and as I did, I told myself, "Now that I'm in that hotel, I just need to find the elevator that's just down this hallway." Sure enough, as soon as I opened the door, a hotel hallway stretched out before me. I walked down it a bit, thinking to myself, "The elevator is right about here." On my right was the door to a room, but to my left was an elevator! "I'm going to hit the down button." And as I approached the doors to the elevator, a simple up arrow and a down arrow button appeared. I hit the down arrow and the doors opened right away. It looked like a normal elevator: wood floor, carpeted walls and a metal bar that went 3 quarters around mid height. But when I looked at the back wall of the elevator, the left part looked like it opened up into another elevator. Kinda like twin elevators, with a partial partition. When I got the the partition, I realized immediately that it was in fact a mirror, because I saw my reflection. Only it wasn't me, it was my stepdad! Wearing that same dumb blue and green plaid shirt and khaki pants lol. I screamed at first because it startled me, and jumped back. The reflection imitated me at the same time. I laughed so hard at the ridiculousness of it, that I started float-flying in the elevator, occasionally projected forward a bit by my own laughter as if each laugh acted as propulsion. So weird haha. Then I woke up.

Had another lucid after that where I pinched my own balls. I felt it as if I had pinched my inner thigh lol. So weird, again.

#344 - DEILD - 3:34AM

WBTB 2:00AM 1\4 cup coffee concentrate.

This lucid is one of those dreams where I end up taking astral "projectory" too literally. It's my fault for listening to some idiot woman on a podcast yesterday. I was just looking for fresh techniques and ideas but once again I got sucked up into the "what if". The techniques and practices work wonders but the rest is horseshit. Yes, repeat after me AP is horseshit! However, the technique is great for WILD. That may be harsh, but perhaps I'm just pissed that I missed a lot of points in this one! Worse, this dream spoke to my old fears of acting out my lucid dreams in a sort of lucid sleepwalk.

I'm calling this one a DEILD although I am not completely sure. Perhaps it was an in-dream-WILD but this is close enough.

I am working at my first job again, Long John Silver's. I haven't dreamed this one in a while. I am there way early so I go back outside but my parents who have dropped me off left already. I put my apron on and decide to go ahead and clock in early. Another employee is hanging out in the lobby and tells me I dropped my name tag. I look in time to see it scatter under a table.

I find myself in vibrations. I have no memory between this and the non-lucid dream above, but I know that I was purposely was trying to WILD/DEILD. For some reason, I think I am in a recliner at my parents house. I spend a few seconds controlling vibrations then get up having the sensation of leaving my body.

I'm excited and decide to fly around the room. I see my mom sitting on a couch. I stop and do a dance in front of her then touch her face and say [something] to her. She seems not to notice me. I think it's funny that I am spying on her out-of-body. I sit down next to her, suddenly feeling oddly tired. I feel like the dream is ending so I let my eyes close.

When I open them, I think I have actually woken up. I ask my mom how I moved from the recliner when I only was astral protecting. She said something to the effect of my energy body being still closely connected to my physical body. She tells me that she saw me walking around the room but I just remember it differently because I was sleep walking while dreaming. I argue that this can't happen. I explain that when I feel vibrations, my physical body is paralyzed and can't possibly move. But still, maybe she is right. This would be the first time a waking observer saw my physical body during an OBE. I feel incredibly disappointed that all my lucid experiences have always been nothing but a sham. I fall silent.

Mom gets up to go to bed and I follow her not wanting to give up on the conversation. She lays down and I sit next to her on the other side. My dad is absent and I assume he is working nights again. I say, "But what about those times I go outside or teleport halfway across the universe? What am I really doing?" I have thoughts of a madman wondering the neighborhood in his underwear. No I cant believe that. I just cant.
Mom interrupts my thoughts, "I miss my gravity."
I am confused, "What?"
"My mirror. I miss my gravity mirror." She says as she touches her face like she has a zip or something like that..
I have no idea what a "gravity mirror" is but I don't care right now. I continue, "Maybe I should put a piece of masking tape at the top of the door at night and see if it's been broken." I consider whether or not this is a reliable method as I wake up.

I set myself an alarm to wake me up after ~6 hours of sleep.
The idea was to attempt a WILD, which is something I haven't done in a long time.
I figured with a WILD I would remember my goals more easily, and I might be able to tackle the issues I have with Faye.

I wake up from the alarm. I immediately close my eyes again and try to remember any dreams.
All I can remember is a few weak fragments. I do not bother writing them down.
Instead I get up and walk around in my room a little, thinking about my dream goals.
The most important thing would be to deal with Faye. I feel like this is crucial in order to fix my dreams.
I've also been dared to tell her how she makes me feel.
I go back to bed after roughly 5 minutes and attempt to WILD.

I quickly get some HI, followed by the appearance of random faces.
Some scenes begin to form, but they seem to fall apart before I can transition.
I open my eyes a few times by accident. I'm really not used to do this anymore.

After some time I notice that I can see my room even though my eyes are still closed.
Oh. I am actually already dreaming. For some reason I decide to just stand up, even though I know that I've lost many lucids by doing this.
Fortunately this time it works. My body is really heavy though.
I have a lot of trouble moving, but I eventually manage to stand up.

I shake myself, a bit like a dog shaking away water from its wet pelt. Except I shake away the weight. It works. Neat!
I rub my hands together and look around.
I'm not in my room anymore. It's really dark.
Upon closer inspection, I appear to be standing on some dark marble floor, in an empty room that is clouded in dark fog.
Another person appears in front of me. First it's just an outline, but as he comes closer he looks more and more like a normal human being.

Wait what? He looks exactly like me!
I take a step back as I'm really creeped out. I am super uncomfortable encountering myself.
He looks a bit older than myself though... maybe by a few years.

"Who are you?"
"I am Hyu"

Great...

"You're not being helpful."
"Haha, I'm a future version of yourself, of course!"

Right...
So now what? Am I supposed to ask him something?
I probably should. Even though he's still creeping me out...

"So... any future advice for me?"
"Hmm... well... not really."
"Dude!"
"Alright, alright. I can tell you that it is going to work out. Is that helpful?"
"What is going to work out?"
"You'll know."
"Oh for fucks sake, you're pulling the same shit as all of the other DC's"
"Well. What did you expect? I am a DC."
"... you do have a point..."

He starts to walk away from me, but just before he disappears in the fog he addresses me one last time:

"On second thought... maybe you should get that Unreal 4 license. Mess around with it a little you know?"

(I have thought so much about starting my own company over the past few days. Was this what he was referring to when he said that everything would work out?
The comment about getting a UE4 license seems related to this.)

The black fog suddenly starts to move in. Oh shit, the dream is falling apart.
I panic and slam my palms against the ground yelling "PORTAL!".
For some reason this works. I fall through the ground, spin around a little and then crash land somewhere in the city.
I rub my hands against each other very hard. The dream is still unstable, I need to engage my senses.
A young girl eating some ice cream catches my attention. I steal her ice cream cone and take a large bite.

"Hey! That's MY ice cream!"
"Sorry, I need to stabilize."
"Oh, okay."

After the inevitable brain freeze I feel like messing around with dream powers a little.
I don't do this very often. I try to grasp onto the clouds and squeeze them to make it rain.
It doesn't work whatsoever. Well, this is disappointing, but I'm not sure what I was expecting.


Then I notice the presence of a huge stargate. That wasn't here before!
I want to visit Yuya! I point at it and yell:

"Teraluna, Riven!"

The gate dials in and opens a portal. Well, that was easy. Sweet!
I charge at the portal, wanting to jump through.
But at the last moment someone grabs on to me, trying to hold me back.
What the hell? Go away!
...
I can't unsummon him??? WTF? This never fails!
More people run at me, all trying to prevent me from going through the portal.
Oh my god there is an endless stream of them. Hundreds of people all holding me down.

I use my dream powers to release a shockwave to get them off me.
Those who were close to me are thrown a few meters back and they pile up on top of each other.
Then I spot Faye in the middle of it all, controlling the DC's like puppets.
Her smile is pure evil.
She makes a gesture, and the stargate unsummons.

"You're not going anywhere tonight."

I am afraid of her, and angry at myself. I want my dreams back. I am sick of this Faye nonsense.
My katana materializes in my hand, even though I have no desire to summon it.

"Cute."

Faye summons an exact copy of my katana... how...?
This is not right. She can't do that. She doesn't have that power.
Are these her dreams now? Have I lost all control over them?
My desire to visit Yuya fades. I want this dream to end. I feel completely powerless.

"Aww, I thought you would put up a fight. That would have been so cute."
"And oh so idiotic. You don't understand anything."

I have no reply. I close my eyes. This will end the dream...


... I'm in some sort of japanese garden. Probably sight seeing or something? I'm with a few other people. (3 I think)
Everyone is talking about dreams, so I conclude that they must all be DV members.
But I don't understand what they're talking about. Some induction techniques involving butterflies? What?
I feel bad because I can't contribute anything to the discussion.

Then I notice that one of them has purple hair, so obviously she must be ~ Dreamer ~.
I'm somewhat proud of having figured that out all on my own!
I want to do something to impress her. I want to show her something really cool.
And then I have the most glorious of ideas! I am going to use my dream powers to piss a rainbow!
(Oh god why . By the way I'm totally blaming KristaNicole for this. XD)

"Hey Dreamer, check this out!"

I unzip my pants, point my dick upwards at a 45° angle for maximum efficiency and commence some high pressure pissing.
The stream of piss is nothing short of impressive, but it doesn't create a rainbow.
Everyone is giving me this what the hell are you doing look. I don't understand why.
It makes me sad that no rainbow is appearing.

The WILD has helped to some extend. My dreams did contain elements from my dream goals, but I failed to act on them.
It's cool that I saw ~ Dreamer ~, even though I wasn't lucid and I behaved like a complete idiot.
I'm quite disappointed at how I dealt with Faye.

[Epilogue]

At some point, I can remember entering the phantasmatic portal (Known as hypnagogia. I call it a portal to the dream world). My etheric energy was very high (high vibrations during vibrating sensation before sleeping) and I was in sleep paralysis. I was able to control the energy levels, making them go up and down. The more I relaxed, the deeper I could go. Even when I was just about fully awake, I was able to control the energy. Eventually, I started to drift into the portal by "letting go," just a bit more. I found that during paralysis, I had to raise as much energy as I can, while giving in the right amount of letting go.

I was back in the phatasmatic portal. I saw the shapes I read about in the article about hypnagogia. I ran around at night on a street finding out I was in the dream world. I was fading out and felt my real body coming into place. I then, used the hand rubbing technique and focused on my running dream self. I almost made Japan into view like I planned before going to sleep, but it was hard to focus and was starting to wake up. Somewhere else, around the end of the experience, I was playing parkour with a girl. It was fun and we were inside some sort of building with obstacles. Before I left, I asked her on a date (mistaking her for Lin, the person I wanted to meet) and she said she was saving herself for when wasn't busy. I knew she wasn't Lin because 1: That wasn't her voice nor accent, and 2: She was going to some parkour competitions. I believe she was just a girl in a movie I saw. The dream ended about there anyway.

(Random memory: I ate chocolate and it tasted great!)

Dream 1:
I thought I was hallucinating when I saw my brother vanish before my eyes, I was told that I was crazy. Should have realized I was dreaming

Dream 2:
I was fucking a beautiful DC when she turned into Reggie Watts and I was like, Oh shit, that usually doesn't happen unless I'm dreaming. I left the room and flew a little bit, everything was really dark and I could tell that I was going to wake up soon. I could feel the adrenaline that I always get in the morning. I decided to try some stuff while I was still in the dream so I made a bunch of flower pots and glass cups fly into the air. It all hovered in front of me for a few seconds before I let it fall to the ground and shatter all over the place. Done with that. I walked into the living room and noticed I was chewing on some old gum, it tasted like someone had been chewing on it for a few hours, gross. I saw my mom sitting in a chair. I asked her if she had anything that she wanted me to know and she told me that Jessica (my sister) was in danger and that she was guarding her because she had been hanging out with some bad girls that fancied a little meth. I asked her what she was talking about and the DC started to act crazy, erratic, a little bit scary. I tried to make her slow down, then speed up, then slow down. None of it worked :'( I woke up.

Lucid
DV Member
FA

5:17 AM: I am making a t-shirt for my club. I want it to feature quotes from Metallica, and I feel our members will like this. I show some designs: it is a chessboard with the words RED and BLACK stenciled on first row of squares. Writing is in red and black, lol. I know I will have to pay for this, especially to use Metallica's words and music, as they are so serious about being reimbursed (Napster!). A club member discusses the pros and cons of the project. In particular, he discusses how many people we are trying to reach are not being so due to poor storytelling skills on Sensei's part. Sensei favors good vs. evil conflicts, with good always prevailing. My club member (a WL friend) gives an example here discussing the merits of a literary work, in particular, a work in which Tannhauser (in this work, evil) has his "flesh tanned" at a Christmas dinner (some kind of medieval punishment). He then becomes a good guy and wins "the curried Christmas turkey breast" in some sort of competition (a joust, maybe) and defeats someone evil in single combat (swords). The idea is that Sensei's rigid preference for good over evil is excluding people from the club. Due to Sensei's popularity, this literary work is not nearly as damning as the club member hoped it would be. It is also expressed to me that I should use different Metallica material as this is the last time I will be combining Metallica and club slogans, for some reason (I've chosen stuff from Kill Them All but now consider whether it would be better to use Garage Inc. or And Justice for All. Multiple WL friends appear in this dream.

7:11 AM: My father and I have a heart-to-heart (day residue). He is writing a blog about President George W. Bush leaving office; president is spelled "presdent"-- I sigh at my father's poor spelling! He calls my mother and begins talking on the phone. He is trying to explain about new cellphones, but uses a lot of technical jargon to sound smart. She says, "Speak English, man!" He then suggests taking a Vicodin to "calm herself." I shake my head. He sees this and asks what is wrong. I tell him he is being really rude. He hangs up on my mom; he does not think he has been rude. I put it to him this way: "If someone told you to take drugs every time you got annoyed, you'd be pissed." He still is not getting it. "Dad, I need to say this," I say, and make it clear I don't want to be interrupted. I then have a personal conversation with my dad that I would rather not relate on the Internet!

1st fragment: I am riding my bike at my workplace. My boss is discussing new for the fiscal year with a bunch of suits outside in our courtyard. I am riding around them on my bike, not a care in the world. I am surprised at how light I feel, and jump the front tire over concrete steps and bumps. I notice that I am not riding my wife's bike, and am surprised--the tires are different. I also realize I have no helmet on and decide to be extra careful while riding. I almost fall from the bike from riding down too steep an incline, but manage to catch myself very lightly. Again, I think this amazing, but don't make the connection

2nd fragment: I am with my wife. She is hiding folded up dollar bills (day residue) in the little door of the car gas tank, for if we ever need money for gas. I begin to tell my sister where the money is, then decide not to.

FA: I feel I have woken from all of these dreams. My wife awakes, excited. "Did that really just happen!? Did I really dream that!?!?" she asks. "Tell me that was real!" She is crying happily as she gets her DJ out. I assume she has had some poignant experience and I say nothing, so that she will not be distracted and forget. She then gets up and uses the RR. I am worried she will forget her dream before writing it down; I don't want her to lose her dream and be sad.

(WBTB and WILD attempt--7:30ish)

8:29 AM: I am riding in the car with my mom on the interstate. I suddenly become cognizant that I am dreaming. I nose pinch to confirm. "Isn't it funny," I ask her, "that none of this is real?" I then nose pinch again (just to be sure--leaping from a speeding vehicle is almost never a good idea) and then open the door. The pavement and road shoulder are moving incredibly fast. I just step out, and the world slows down around me; I land safely on my feet. I manage to fly around a little bit! I get up in the air, and say "Look, I am higher! I'm higher!" Each time I say this I am lifted higher into the sky, or rather, the ground drops farther and farther away. It comes into my mind that I am tricking the dream (doh!) and the ground resumes its normal position. I am messing around with flying some more when I remember my 3-step task. I reach into my pocket and summon my cellphone; it is there. I open the lock screen and read some texts; some stuff from my dad, but all gibberish. I toss the phone away. I approach the wall of a building and phase my hand through; it passes through like a ghost, which has never happened before. I am already phasing my body through the wall, and the normal feeling of passing through jello or plasma or whatever returns

Inside is an odd shaped room--sort of bottle-necked with a square body and long-necked hallways. I can't remember exactly what occurred in this room, but I know I did not encounter any DCs or eat anything . . . lol. I see a mirror and wonder if phasing through a mirror is a task (old TotM, I believe--heard about it from podcasts). I phase through (a first for me, actually) but C/R what was on the other side. I suddenly realize I've been running about for a bit and have not seen any DCs--I forgot about my mom at this point. I leave this building and decide to summon a WL friend. "Jane (not her real name) be around this corner!" I say. I run around the brick side of the building, onto a cement patio with a picnic table. Sitting on the picnic table is my friend. She appears for a moment, and then changes into an old crush from high school. She looks really good and I almost lose it, lol. Her DC is stable, and looks exactly as she does in WL, except for dream glamour that always makes distracting DCs incredibly beautiful. We have a conversation.

"Hey (insert my WL name, lol,) it's really great to see you! you look good!" she says. She is wearing short shorts and her feet and legs are sandy, as though she's been walking at the beach. "You look good, too," I say, though I am cognizant that she is not real. She notices me oggling her and offers to have sex with me (which started out as one of my NL goals in several lucid dreams). I begin to comply, but then back away. I say, "I've been trying really hard not to get distracted during dreams, so I think I won't this time." She smiles and gives me a thumbs up. "Good job," she says, and then begins talking about her life and stuff. Admittedly I lose interest at this point and begin thinking about the tasks. I realize I should listen attentively (dream yoga and all) but then think, "I don't have time for this." I interrupt her: "What are some good lucid tasks for me to accomplish?" She sits for a moment and thinks. "How about flying?" she asks. I groan. "I'm terrible at flying." I look at her. "Do you know how?" She smiles and nods. "Show me, please!" I say. She holds out her hand and I take it and we walk out to an open area. I am very excited: I am finally going to get to advanced flying, and my crush from high school is going to teach me. Sweet! She looks up into the sky and then jumps. Nothing happens. She tries a couple more times and shrugs. I leave, annoyed, and decide to find someone who does know how to fly in this damn dream.

I run about the dream landscape, doing lots of high jumping (onto the backs of cars, up onto buildings and such). I find a hotel that seems to have people in it. I enter; it is packed with DCs. I look around at all of them: who would know how to fly? I ask one. She gives me a weird look and says she does not know how. I see a headless woman carrying a tray of something; surely a headless DC would know how to fly? I approach and ask, and she replies, "Um, I don't think I want to buy any," as though I am a salesperson. I ask a man and he looks disgustedly at me and says, "Oh, a dream question." I finally look around and shout, "Quiet!" Everyone stops talking and looks at me. There is still music and laughter coming from the ball room. "Tell them to be quiet in there too," I say (C/R if they shut up or not, lol). I say, "Who in here knows how to fly?" The DCs look around at each other. Finally a girl my age raises her hand and says, "I do." She asks me if this is the only way "Santa will bring me wings for Christmas" (A DV reference). She agrees to show me, and then proceeds to waste a lot of dream time screwing around, looking out of windows, rummaging through stuff. I keep asking her to hurry, because the dream will end soon, and she tells me to be patient or something. At some point, I begin to feel odd tactile sensations--someone brushing my hair, and tickling my body. I am not sure if these are random dream sensations or my wife trying to wake me up IRL. I move away from the area I am standing in and the sensations fade. I realize the dream will end soon and I quickly try to scan back through the events, in order to remember the dream better. As I am doing this I wake up. I think to DEILD, but then realize I will forget this dream (In all, this LD lasted about 45 minutes!)

3rd fragment: I am trying to open a car door. The handle snaps off in my hand. I flip it around and put it back on backwards; the handle works fine even though it isn't installed properly. I realize this is odd and wake up.

4th fragment: I have a somewhat lengthy dream, but am under the impression that I am merely deep in thought. In the dream, I am teaching a class on lucid dreaming. My students and I are back in the previous LD environment, with one of my WL friends leading the pack, lol, explaining what she wants to see in a dream. I look out of a window and tease them by saying, "I think I see a rat catcher!" We are walking through a beautiful wood-floor home, with many staircases and sunlit hallways. My high school crush passes again, and we meet eyes. She pats my stomach as she passes. I am suddenly aware that I am actually dreaming, and not merely deep in thought imagining myself to be dreaming, but I run out of REM time and wake up.

4 fragments: 2
3 dreams: 3
1 LD: 5

WBTB (sako!): 2
WILD (unsuccessful): 1

Basic
RC/stabilize: 1
Interact with dream character: 2
flying: 4
basic summoning: 4
Gain invulnerability: 4
Hand through object: 4
Use electronic device: 4

Advanced
Phase through object: 8

Three-step task
Summon phone, hand through object, walk through wall: 30

I am getting 73 total points. Let me know if this is not correct!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #225: Temple of the Dog

It’s the middle of the night and our dog keeps escaping out through the house into the neighborhood. Our house contains a labyrinthine series of tunnels that passes through an old stone church, and I’m convinced that the dog is escaping through some back exit of this church.

I step into the church. It’s mostly dark outside but bright light pours in through a stained glass window to my right. It strikes me as ridiculous to be looking for my dog in an old church that’s somehow bolted onto my house and I become lucid.

I leave the church the way I came in, heading into a dark tunnel. The dream feels wobbly, so rake my hands along the wall to engage my sense of touch. My fingers feel numb and I’m not engaging as much as I’d like. I start scooting sideways down the hall so I can keep my hands locked on and hopefully get this dream to hold together.

The hallway’s starting to get really dark now, though, and I decide to head back for the light. I break off from the wall and rub my hands together as I make my way back into the church. The light’s even brighter now.

I see my dog looking down at me from a previously unseen wooden platform high above. I turn toward the stained glass window, now almost unbearably bright and start moving toward it as the dream ends.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #224: Speedboat

I’m racing along on a speedboat, seated on a wooden chair that’s lashed to the deck. The wind buffets my hair and face. I’m much younger, a high school student again, and there are about a dozen or so other passengers, mostly other high schoolers. I think we’re on some kind of cool, high-speed fieldtrip.

A girl walks across the deck near the front of the boat and I think that she looks way too young to be the same age as me. It hits me that I must be dreaming!

I spend a couple seconds enjoying the wind, the speed, and the outdoors, but now it’s time to get down to business. I intend to summon Dreamer, so I look to my left to see if I have any DCs to work with. There’s a woman seated to my left, looking away from me out over the water as we race along. She has long, blonde, somewhat sun-damaged hair.

“Hey look, you’re becoming Dreamer,” I say, stroking my fingers through her hair and leaving purple streaks where I touch. After two or three strokes, her hair is completely purple-ified and when she turns to face me, it’s Dreamer! “You’re here!” I say.

She’s wearing a huge smile and vaguely seems to be trying to talk, but seems somehow tired and unable to speak clearly. I wonder if she needs more time, so I turn to the right and think about doing a couple of dream control tasks before doing anything further with her.

Another speedboat approaches from our right. I wave my hand, lifting it into the air, and then throwing it forcefully ahead of our boat. It hits the river ahead of us with a huge spray of water and then (quite improbably) disappears.

I look to the right riverbank and see a large number of pixellated children running along the hilly shoreline, pointing laughing and shouting. They look precisely like characters from an 8-bit video game. I’m trying to show off more telekinesis, so I lift about ten of these kids into the air and then throw them along the shore in the direction the boat’s. Most of them land on their feet and start bouncing along, following the boat, but one or two land oddly and disappear into the ground. I feel bad about this and resummon a couple more to take their place, pretending they’re the same.

Not much later, the dream ends.

29.07.2014

A Non-Intentional Lucid Dream (Note)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Hey, everyone. I used to have a journal a few years ago, where I kept record of my lucid dreams. I only had two that I had written about and posted to Dreamviews.

Since then I haven't thought that much about Lucid Dreaming. Well, I had but I knew I was too lazy to actually be able to induce one. I tried to WILD a few times, nearly making it before backing out due to the fear of sleep paralysis. The lucid dream I had last night occurred randomly. It started off as an ordinary dream.

It started with me walking around one of my old apartments I used to live in. My mom came up to me and told me that a girl was on her way to see me. (This girl is an aquaintance to me in real life.)

I asked why, and she looked at me perplexed and told me that we were in a relationship. For some reason I didn't believe it, and went outside to try and clear up my confusion. (Usually, I would've just gone with it. So I must've been somewhat aware for some reason.)

The outside consisted of my hometown. All the buildings were there, all the convenience stores and whatnot, so everything was very convincing. But I decided to step out onto the street. My plan was to get hit by a car. I stood there and waited for minutes, but a car never showed up. That's when I understood that this was a dream. That was also the point I became aware of my surroundings and turned this ordinary dream into a lucid dream.

As I became aware the world around me looked so much more real in my eyes. It's amazing how real dreams can look when you're lucid. You could almost spend your entire time observing the enviroment. However, seeing as I don't have lucid dreams that often I decided to see what I could pull off.

I tried to keep my cool, because I knew how fragile dreams could be once the person in it becomes aware. I walked around the sidewalk beside the road and observed the dream characters. I saw a few of them walk around in an everyday fashion, and I approached one of them. It was a man. I pointed at him and said "Take him away." and he simply vanished. I meant him no harm, seeing as I was just trying out my abilities as I had read them on DV. I was trying to find out what I could and couldn't do.

Afterwards my vision started to blur. I knew what this was, I was about to wake up. I thought of ways to stabilize the dream so I could continue my lucid dream. I tried spinning in one of my other lucid dreams a long time ago, but it didn't help. So instead, I grabbed hold of a sign nearby and just held on to it for a while. I could feel it like it was actually there, and my dream started to stabilize itself again. (This was another trick I learned on DV, touching things in your surroundings during the time you're aware can help stabilize the dream you're in and prolong your state of ludicity.)

I returned to trying to test my abilities. I thought about my options for the time being, and I came up with the idea of creating dream characters instead of getting rid of them. I decided to start with characters based on people I actually know in real life. I started with the girl who was supposed to be my girlfriend in the dream to begin with, and I also made a former crush of mine appear as well. I started off by asking the girl with the plot line related to my dream if she liked me. She told me she didn't, and that she had another person she liked.

I then had a moral dilemma with myself. Could I really trust the words of my own creations? Aren't the dream characters just projections of myself and my subconcious. Truthfully, I didn't know. (I'm not too educated on the inner workings of Lucid Dreaming at all.)

Afterwards, I briefly stared at my former crush and decided it would be best not to ask her anything. So I moved on and started creating more dream characters just for fun. I created one based on a rapper I enjoy listening to. I didn't ask him anything, but I was pleased with the results. I toyed around with the idea of creating my own subconscious and asking him questions, but came to the conclusion that I probably wasn't ready for that yet. I also contemplated trying to fly, as I knew a lot of lucid dreamers end up trying to master the art of flying around their dreamscapes. But I didn't want to fail and wake myself up.

That's when I came up with an interesting idea. I couldn't trust the responses of characters based on people I actually know in real life, but what if I created someone that could give me advice that's just an normal dream character?

I then asked to make someone appear that could give me advice. I turned around to see an Asian man standing adjacent to me. I asked him if he had any advice for me. He nodded and spoke to me. (I don't remember his actual quote, it was very wordy. I couldn't remember it at all when I woke up. But this is what I believe he said, in my own interpretation.)

He said "Don't try to find something because it will not work that way. Just let it happen."

(To be honest, it's a little too vague for me to interpret on my own as it could apply to many things in life. So it's a little difficult to narrow it down to anything specific.)


Afterwards, I got so excited that I woke myself up. I enjoyed this dream a lot. It's been a long time since I've had a actual lucid dream to this calibur. I hope I can document many more of them in the future.

Okay, first off, long time no see, I was active on this forum a pretty long time ago. As school started again back then, my interest in lucid dreaming was kind of moved to the background.
But today I logged back in because I wanted to tell you guys about an incredibly bizarre experience I had this morning. To the point where I was actually getting concerned about my mind.


So it all started when, this morning, I woke up to an sms. I always have my android laying right beside my pillow in bed. So I took my android, and at that time my battery just happened to be at 1%, so I quickly read the message and sent a reply. Shortly after sending the reply, the battery died. (after all this stuff happened, I checked for the existence of the message & the reply and they were there, so that all happened for real)

I put my android back down and I continued to snooze, because I was still feeling really tired. After some time, something strange happened. I opened my eyes, I was looking upward. Now, where I currently am, I am sleeping in an old bunk bed, so right above me I have this mattress and a bunch of wooden planks to support it. What was interesting is that normally, the planks are horizontal, but this time they were vertical. Now, I saw a bit of dust on the side of one of the planks, so I wiped off with my finger. After I did that, I saw a spider crawling out from under the plank. It was slowly crawling over the mattress and the planks, making its way to the place that is right above my face. When it was there, it made a little thread in order to slowly drop down.
Now, I'm not an arachnophobe, but I still prefer if spiders don't crawl on my face! So I wanted to move. But I couldn't. I was feeling SO extremely tired, that I was unable to move or even rotate my head. The spider landed right beside me on the pillow, so I really really wanted to move and toss it away before it crawls in my hair or on my neck. I concentrated, and then suddenly I woke up. The planks looked normal again.
Now, I have some knowledge about lucid dreaming and related phenomena, so I figured what was going on. I must've had my first sleep paralysis experience.
I continued to snooze, but this time I was trying to be very wary of any further oddities, since the chance was big that it may happen again.

So then I took my android and I started to browse the web. After like half a minute of browsing the web, I came to a realization: I can't possibly be actually browsing the web right now, because the battery died a while ago!
As soon as I figured that out, I went lucid, and I wanted to test it. So I closed my eyes and I tried to wish the fake android away. It worked! My hand was suddenly empty as I opened my eyes again. I looked beside me, and my android was lying right back where it was again. But I'm not sure if I was awake or still dreaming at that point. Anyway, I continued to snooze.

No idea what exactly happened then, but at some point I found myself with my android in my hands again. Except that it wasn't my android. It was a white and thick phone instead of black and thin. It was simply a white wireless phone with buttons and a primitive display, that I've never seen before (strangely, it did say "Samsung" on it).
Anyway, it was obvious that - once again - this awakening was false. I thought "Oh wow... really? This is getting ridiculous". So I closed my eyes again and I wished for the phone to become a big, pink dildo (yea... at this point I was just messing around).
But this is where things started to get REALLY bizarre. I opened my eyes again, expecting the dildo. But then, all of a sudden I was feeling extremely lightheaded, as if I just inhaled some kind of chemical. My hand was rapidly going between holding a phone and being empty, like it was flickering. My vision started to spin around from left to right all the time, as if I had been rapidly spinning clockwise. I was incredibly confused and I was starting to get concerned. It was literally like my mind somehow got stuck into a glitched out state between dream and reality. I was feeling so bad. I also noticed an extreme hunger in my belly at that point. I tried to relax.

I woke up after a while. I thought "Okay, I should verify that this isn't another false awakening, then try to get out of bed, take a refreshing shower, and get rid of that godawfully painful hunger". So I moved my leg and put it on the ground. I tried to verify that this was real by trying to actually feel the ground under my foot. I passed the verification although I really didn't feel anything at all! Anyway, I got out, and I slowly stumbled to the bathroom. I was feeling extremely sleep drunk, I couldn't even keep my balance. I was scared. I was thinking "What the hell is happening to me?"
I arrived in the bathroom, but something was off here again. Everything looked exactly like the bathroom, except the floor. The floor was made out of dark red tiles instead of the real light pink synthetic material. My vision was still spinning around like crazy. I decided to stand still and try to come to my senses a bit. I closed my eyes and my ears started to ring really loud.

And that's when I ACTUALLY woke up. FOR REAL THIS TIME! Everything was suddenly over. Still felt a bit strange and disoriented for a few seconds, but after that I felt all fine and dandy. The hunger was real, but it felt very normal now.
I'm still a little concerned, however. What kind of bizarre combination of sleep paralysis, false awakening, WILD, DILD and feeling weird was this? Should I be concerned, or was it all just one big harmless nightmare?

I hope you enjoyed the read. Please tell me what you think.

My recall is rather patchy, but I did have a small lucid dream!
Somehow I had prepared myself only for becoming lucid and merrily ignored making any actual plans for if it works, though..
After the lucid, which was early, I did a WBTB, but had no further one from that.
I am astonished again about so much weirdness and bizarre happenings in my NLDs - I'm usually rather a boring dreamer - having to deal with all sorts of troubles, but rather mundane ones - not so at the moment, except the last one...

#1 LD: I felt bouncy, been running in a forest, and then there came along a lake and seeing it, I knew, that I was dreaming - so I float over the lake. Concerning quality - my all time troubles - optics were very good, but I didn't check for small details - just took in the beautiful landscape, which didn't disappear or change from getting lucid, like it often does. Because of the hovering, I didn't try haptics - maybe that's a reason for lack of realism in my dreams - that I almost always start hovering or flying right from the start. Could have touched myself of course, didn't think of it - but I have been running into complications with that in the past and wanted to steer clear of this anyway...

I wasn't very lucid, very low and patchy real-life memory access - I hovered there, and the comp came to my mind, but the only thing I knew, was that I am supposed to do something with my hand (first three-stepper - hand through solid object).
No RC - I usually don't RC, and it didn't come to my mind, but since I took a good look around and at my arm and all was stable, and usually it's not so nice - I would say, I stabilized this dream.

And what did I do? I tried to partially transform - my right arm and hand into the neck and head of a swan. Why I thought, this would be a good idea - I really couldn't say... This worked up to a degree - not sure, if it counts, but I grew myself some white fur/feather mix and my hand was in one piece, fingers melted together and approximately looking like a head with beak.
This took a lot of concentration, and I must have lost lucidity in the process, because trying to manifest eyes into it was the last I have a clear memory of...
Shame - would I have had four eyes to see with, if it had worked just a bit further?!
At least it was a bit more impressive than my last attempt at transformation - back then the goal was an Arctic wolf and all I had was a bit of white fur back then - this was way better, even if it sounds similarly weak...

#1 Dream: I was on a balcony in former East Berlin, but nowadays, with a woman and we were intently trying to understand what Kim Jong-Sun (the dead one) was preaching with an old radio-receiver - Germany had been invaded by North Korea and the reason, we could get news at all was that there was a communist radio station left over from the formerly UDSSR held East Germany times. We knew that the rest of Germany like Bavaria had no clue, no "historic radio" there, and we thought about how we could inform all the public.
But then Jong-Sun manifested on our balcony - an irate small wiry man shouting all the time, and starting to shout down from our balcony in person. German, I think, but I can't remember a thing of it.

#2 Dream: This surely comes from watching the HBO series "The Wire" from DVD at the moment - highly recommended! Anyway - lots of junkies of various flavours came to dwell in this dream of mine, one even an actual one from the series...
It was so - I had a new flat, just moved in - dream-sign - but it wasn't completely separated from the rest of the house - there were lots of aisles and doors and connections and the house was squatted with maybe 20 junkies as I found out later.
First there was a little boy, who wanted to hide at my place from two guys, of whom he had stolen their weed - I'm not exactly sure, how it came about, but I befriended these two, and they introduced me to the rest of the pack, of whom I hadn't been aware, when moving in. In the end I helped them going undetected by the police and tried to generally help with health and stuff... Quite some misery in that dream - but some beautiful camaraderie, too.

#3 Dream: I make this a dream, since I have at least two fragments of it. The other dreams have loads of stuff in between and around of what I wrote - this one is just that and silly to boot. I was back in school and for sports we had a project to practice for some sort of ballet-like performance - when I showed up, wearing a swim-suit, like we had to, the teacher took out a measuring-tape and measured my lower leg's circumference and lauded me for having lost weight! Before going there, I was with somebody in my room, searching for a suitable bag where I could put in all that I needed, or thought, I might need, and still put it over my head and shoulder, if you know what I mean. This took a while and for one thing - I had the most beautiful bags there - and secondly it was a real hassle, my stuff was all over the place, in different bags, needed to get collected together. Another big dream-sign - packing/repacking/schlepping stuff around the place with bags/rucksacks...

#1 Fragment: My mother hadn't sold all of our real estate and house, like she did irl, but there was a little bit of meadow left, and I was planning to build myself a small hut or something on it. Another dream-sign - this house and real estate - I miss it a lot. Funny thing is, that I caught it as a dream-sign several times to get lucid - but my unconscious mind seems to have found to the insight, that it doesn't exist any more, and it's ever retreating now...


Soo - now for this night there's going to be a lucid plan of action!!

Red: DV members
Blue: Lucid

2:10 AM: Fragment. In an enchanted garden at night. All of the creatures here (mainly butterflies) are constructs, and are designed to "find out" thing about people (listening at the proper moment, or asking particular questions). This has something to do with sleep and dreaming but C/R (can't remember).

5:43 AM: (FA) I attempt WILD, which initiates missed FA. gab sees me trying to WILD and decides to help. She explains her method of WILDing: she visualizes Naruto in meditative posture (yeah right) before a big battle. She says the moment Naruto gets into meditative posture, he begins telling her he is ready to WILD. "I can see people fighting," he says. "The closest fight is the best one!" and "I'm ready right now," and "I'm still ready" and finally, if gab misses these cues, "I've woken up!" I marvel at how easy it is for gab to WILD!

The dream transitions to a false WBTB (lol) where I am ordering pizza with Sensei and a coworker. I have to walk down a long dirt road to get to my room, but am excited about having pizza. I explain to my coworker and Sensei that I will probably not have any soda because I need to return to bed for the competition. I also look at myself in the mirror at some point. Nothing weird; I just look tired. I contemplate taking Galantamine, then remember that it was hard to fall back asleep after a lucid dream. I reassure myself by remembering that we've just purchased some blackout curtains and I can sleep as late as I need to. I then take the Galantamine (?) but cannot remember a moment later if I took it or not. I ask my coworker if I took it. He says he thinks so. I tell him this is important, and is he sure? He assures me he is certain, and says, "You took something from that bottle." I am satisfied. I ask him if he wants one and he declines, saying he has heard it is ineffective. I assure him it has worked for me in the past, though he chalks this up to my "good recall." He admits his recall is very bad. I say mine has not been so great either lately.

(WBTB, WILD attempt 2)

7:24 AM: Meeting a Tibetan medicine student in a grocery store. We have an argument about how best to induce lucid dreams. He is trying to sell me some junk medicine. He then says that "half of the mind is dark" when travelling in different countries, which is why I am not remembering dreams. I tell him this is ridiculous and that the mind is never "dark." He becomes angry and says he cannot teach me anything. I try to calm him down. "Can't we have a discussion?" I ask. "Is homeopathy always right?"

"Yes," he says. He storms off. He then returns and says he is going to inform my "carlo" (no idea what that is) and my lama as to my rudeness. He also says he is going to find "all of the people that love me" and inform them too. I begin to get angry now to the point of violence. I implore him not to contact my friends and family, and get involved in my affairs. I also explain to him that our relationship is business, so do not make it personal. "Tell me you are understanding reality right now," I say.

A child I know wants to get past me to the drink cooler. I move out of the way. I am conscious now of making a scene, and decide to walk away. I head over to the freezer section, thinking I will preemptively call my lama and inform him of some lunatic who will be calling soon. I doubt he'll be mad at all. I meet a little old lady in the freezer section, and she asks for help finding the "orange juice with sugar." I begin digging through the freezer trying to find it. She tells me she completed "three years" of something "in three days." I politely ask how this is possible, because I feel she may have dementia. She explains how her personal business fell apart due to internal conflict. Dream (mercifully) ends.

8:58 AM: At a lake with a high school friend. He sees me and asks me to come over. I do. He then ignores me to talk to someone else (rather typical of him, I'm afraid). He sees an overweight girl walk past. Apparently she looks at him, because he says to the other guy, "Do you see this girl looking at me?" They then make fun of her. The other guy says, "Tell her to go inside, turn on the AC, and press the button that says 'food.'" They laugh then. I am disgusted, because they chose to make fun of her because maybe she found my friend attractive for a moment. I wonder why I am sitting her being ignored and then it hits me: Oh yes. This is a dream. I nose pinch to RC. I am about to set off to take care of my tasks, but I cannot pass up this opportunity.

I truly look at my friend for the first time, and his eyes bug out and seems a bit cartoony. I look away and he stabilizes into himself. He tells me we are going somewhere else now. While he is talking, I am listening, and start to lose lucidity. I mentally repeat, "This is a dream" to stabilize. Lucidity returns. I tell him I'm not going. He asks why not. I say, "Because you're supposed to be my friend, but being around you is neither friendly nor fun." I then walk away. He tries to follow me, but I start running (quite elated actually) and jump high over a 9ft fence or so and easily land on the other side. Escaped!

I then set to the tasks. I attempt the basic flying task. I leap into the air, high again, and yank branches down off of a pine tree. I swim my arms a bit, but don't see any real flying. For some reason, in dream, I become convinced that I have satisfied the basic flying task, but C/R when I wake up. Oh well.

I then attempt advanced flying. I peer up at the sky. It is very far away, blue, with white clouds. It seems impossible. I tell myself, "This is just your mind. You can fly right up into those clouds." I remember StephL saying that advanced flying seemed kind of scary, and I empathize with that thought. I jump into the air, staring straight up, and fall right back down. I try a couple more times. Nope. I decide to do the basic dream control task and set off.

I run down to my school building where I went to school as a child, and see a bolt in the wall (at this point I attempt advanced flying again, but still no success). I begin to shape the bolt with my hands, expanding it, and willing it to change into something else. It transforms into a combination lock. The lock looks more like a paperweight than a real lock, but it certainly is no longer a bolt. I am satisfied. I turn to find something else to mess around with and the dream ends.

So I tallied my points and it's actually 18.5:

2 NLD: 2
1 frag: 1/2
1 lucid: 5

RC/Stabilize: 1
Interact w/ DC: 2
Basic Object changing: 4

WBTB: 2
WILD: 1

If anyone has any advice on flying and advanced flying, I would love to learn. It's one of the things I want to do more than anything, and one of the things I have been least successful at in the past. Sometimes I am OK at basic flying, but most often it has been challenging. I am much more adept at manipulating the environment.

WILD. Am doing SSILD when I feel several waves of vibrations, and I picture a room with a Stargate. I end up in my bedroom, which looks similar but a bit different. It's really dark. I RC and I can breathe through my nose, and I look at my hand and my fingers look strange, like multiplied and stuck together. I look at the room and see a mini-Stargate on the floor. I look for the power plug and it looks like it's plugged in already, and I see the lights around the ring flicker. I try adjusting the size by pulling the circle so it's bigger. It has this black film in the center of the ring. It doesn't get big enough for me to go through. I look up for the power button and then look down and the mini-Stargate is replaced with the black fan in my real bedroom. I shrug and decide to give up on that for now.

I stand up, feel the dream fade a bit, and repeat in my mind, "I'm dreaming," to keep the dream stabilized. I walk through the glass doors of my balcony (which aren't covered by curtains in this dream) like they're nothing, which is awesome because I've had trouble with that in the past. I jump down to street level and decide to try flying really fast. I take off and try flying superman style, but even though I can fly okay, I can't aim upwards for some reason. I look around for rocket boots to help me with that and see my brother's red shoes scattered around the neighborhood (which is also, by the way, reaaaally dark and it's also snowing a bit). I try one on but it's too small. I dispense with the shoes and look around.
The neighborhood looks like a generic mash up of the neighborhood I live in in real life. I remember the "eat something" task on the points page and look around for anything I can eat. I see a bunch of pink roses (?) nearby and pick off a bit of the petals, but it crumbles between my fingers, and I don't eat it for some reason (there goes 4 pts...). I look at the nearby house and decide to enter.

The door is unlocked and opens smoothly under my hand. I step into a darkened living room that vaguely resembles my own (?), or so I thought at the time. I look to the right and go into the dining room, which has a bit of light and voices coming from it.

The room is empty. I can still hear the voices and see some light, but there is no one here. "Hello?" I call out. The voices continue on. I turn around and see one of my mom's friends sitting at the dining room table. I hadn't noticed her before. Finally a DC I can talk to, I think, and sit down next to her. She says something in Mandarin, and Cantonese, and I reply in kind (I think I say "I don't know") and finally she starts speaking in English. She says something about my high school and grades, and I generally agree with her (seriously, why am I talking to her about this in my dreams? When there's an infinite amount of other things I can be doing) and the dream abruptly fades. I close my eyes and try to DEILD back in to no avail.