lucid

I am hired for a temporary janitor position at the college where I was a janitor for a year in the past. Hired onto my old crew, only a couple people have stuck around, the rest are really brand new to janitor work. One new guy is showing me the ropes, even though I know more than he does. Not being one to over-talk people, I am unable to let them know that I actually know what I'm doing, and have spent more time cleaning this exact building than all of them have combined....

We all get ready to head off to our particular areas, and I show one of the guys where I usually park my bicycle so he has a safe place for his as well. I remember my friend who got his bike stolen during his work shift, and have since found a better spot to park it. I have him follow me up the elevator in A wing. I get off on the wrong floor, and have to get on another elevator. This time, people are getting off, and some other people want to get on and go down instead of up, so I get back out and board the elevator across the room instead. Reaching the top floor, we cross a big bridge to C Wing, and I realize it would've been easier to just enter C Wing from outside instead of our approach. Too late now though.

There is a secret elevator that only maintenance workers and janitors have access to with our special keys that takes you to a remote mechanical room in the center of the building - perfectly safe place to lock a bike! I forgot to grab my set of keys, so instead, I go to a balcony that is rather exposed and uncomfortable for potential thieves to do their work. There is an elevator that leads down the the balcony. I wait for it, as my co-worker takes the stairs and then a ramp down to the balcony. I get on the elevator, this one is just a platform, open sides, like a lift in a factory or something, and ride it down 6 ft to the balcony where I lock my bike.

I think I'll need my set of janitor-keys, so I start to walk back toward the supervisor's office. Suddenly she is right in front of me, and hands me my set of keys! She also gives me a paper with a list of what tasks I have to do for that day. It's impossibly long, but I'm feeling confident. Some of the other janitors on my crew are nearby, and ask what I have to do on my sheet. I start to unfold it again, but before I can get a good look at it, an 18 Wheeler Grocery delivery driver turns the corner, panicked because he's lost. He looks really beaten up, lots of black and blues on his face, and some cuts and scrapes all over. A black eye too! I point the way back to his truck, and then suggest that he probably does MMA fighting like the other guy I know, and I wouldn't mess with those guys. It sounds fun, but I've never done it.

I start to float around through the air, and fly down a hallway at walking speed, back to the top of C-Wing near where my bike is parked. There is a party up on top, lots of loud music and people drinking unknown beverages. Police are there too, but don't seem to care about the loud music or anything. I turn down a few drinks, and avoid the police just out of habit. They are super offended that I am not drinking with them. I realize that my facebook profile makes it look like I drink, so I adjust my details from my phone, giving their drinking party a personal rating of 2/5 for me. I think that's a bit harsh, so I change it to 3/5. Somehow, they get notified that I rated them 3/5 and get even more upset at me. I try to explain why I did that, and don't do drugs. They just storm off, not hearing a word I say.

I walk toward my bicycle to make sure it is locked, and instead of finding my bicycle, I find an operating room, white walls, white floor, white ceiling, and a patient with some serious tubing coming out of his arm from his heart. He is a clone, about to be killed to have his organs harvested because the person he was cloned from needed an organ transplant. Also, someone needs his blood urgently. He looks like he's already dead, just on artificial breathing, with machines pumping blood around to keep the organs fresh for the next few minutes. I feel like I'm a clone too, waiting to be harvested for the person I'm cloned from. Well, "nothing to lose then". I pull one of the tubes out of him, and blood starts squirting out of it. For some reason, I have to really get a lot of blood. I don't know how I know this. So I pull the next tube, and more blood comes out. The surgeons start shouting at me as I pull the whole apparatus out of the guy's arm and a deluge of blood rushes out like a fire hose. Kinda gross... Before he loses all his blood, he is re-cloned. This clone of the clone sees me doing this, and gets really pissed off, and throws random surgical equipment at me in a rage. One of the other people I'm with is spontaneously cloned as well, and both of them start to chase me. Since I'm a clone, I know this isn't real, which means I have telekinesis.

I run away from them, not really concerned about any of this because it's not real. I use my telekinesis to pull debris and sharp objects into their path as I run down a metal bridge connecting two tall buildings as I pass through this void type area, surrounded by darkness except for the bridge, myself, and my pursuers. Some more people appear on the other side of the bridge and they surround me. Just as Neo would do in the Matrix, I use telekinesis to stop space and time around me, rendering everyone harmless and ridiculously slow. As I do this, the clone of the guy I was bloodletting comes to understand me, and there is peace between us. Immediately, there is also peace between the others who were attacking me as well, and it seems all conflicts have been resolved.

To start off, this lucid dream felt like it was 3 hours long. I forgot to wake up immediately after so I dont remember all of it.

I was in the outskirts of a city. My friend Thomas somehow got this Supercar. We got in and he flew us to a construction site in the city. We arrived and landed the car near some system of pipes. I soon found out that I had come along to help them with breaking into some strange vault, but it wasnt filled with money. At this point I was already lucid. We walked over to the vault to start our task. Oddly enough it was only locked by a couple of wires. I went to untie the wires with my friend Patrick. It only took us about 1 minute to get all the wires out of the way, but then we found out that it was also locked by chains. This is where I figured other people would start getting suspicious so I went back to the car to act as a look-out. As I walked back to the car I noticed that it was basically a super car. It had airborne capabilities, the power of a tank, it could transform, it was truly a work of art. It was black and resembled a black Ferrari. I had custom vents and everything. Anyways, I soon saw a cop passing by, I tried getting in the car but found that I couldnt because of the fact it was my friend Thomas'es car. The car was locked by the physics of GTA V, because it wasnt my car, I couldn't get in the drivers seat. Instead I stood outside the car and made sure no one came in. My friends finally opened the vault, and I was not expecting what was inside. There were 5 small planes, they resembled small dragonflies, but somehow made into a plane. Some of my friends got in the planes, and I got in the last one. Apparently it was my friend Ryan's plane but I got in anyway and started to take off. Upon doing so, I almost crashed into some poles because we were taking off basically from underground. I made it out though and flew through some more obstacles before I finally got into the free air. Once I made it up I just enjoyed myself and flew around. After what seemed like 30 seconds, a fighter jet came into our vicinity and started locking onto us. The jet came after me first and shot his missiles at me. He hit me and my plane burst into flames and started going down. I jumped out just in time and used a grappling hook that I didnt even know I had to attach myself to a steel beam. Weirdly enough my grappling hook was only a string with a strong magnet on the end of it, but I still put it to use. My friend trey didnt stay in the air long either, he soon came falling down and used his grappling hook to meet me at the steel beam. When we both got there we only had a moment of peace until we were fired down on by the jets as the came through an underpass near us. We used or grappling hooks and swung from beam to beam perfectly thanks to the strength of our magnets on our hooks. We soon landed on the ground near what seemed like a port. Trey told me to follow him and I did. I found out that we had come here to change out our magnets for better ones. Trey told me to hurry up and to go somewhere when I was done because, "It was about to end" he said. I got cut off by someone else trying to get their magnets and once I got mine I had lost trey. I then looked around and noticed everyone was gone. A feeling of heightened awareness came to me, and I thought that Id might wake up. I got really excited and almost lost the dream, but this is were I suppressed my emotions and focused on the dream. I looked at my hands in order to stabilize the dream, like sivason himself does. As I looked at my hands, they looked trippy, it was like I was tripping again. They were all swirly and distorted and continually changing. This stabilized the dream quickly and I got focused on what I wanted to do next. Since I was by myself, I decided I was going to talk to this beautiful Dream girl that I had seen many times before. I flew out of the dock and down next to a warehouse. As I landed I noticed a small penny board was next to the door of the warehouse. Before I got on the board, I called out the girls name that I wanted to see, I yelled it really loud. I then got the board and rode it down around the nearest corner which led to a swampy area, and the walkway went directly through it. I got off of the board and looked around for the DC girl. I couldn't find her. Just then I heard a monstrous deep voice come from the swamp. It told me something along the lines of, "The girl isn't here, and you should'nt be here either". This REALLY freaked me out, just the voice itself sent chills up my spine. I looked into the green murky water and saw a HUGE and really long thing that closely resembled the loch ness monste if it were halfway mixed with "Gravemind" from halo 2. (look it up, its basically a GIANT plant, worm.) I was freaked out so I quickly got away from the swamp. I continued looking for this girl, but I could not find her. Soon the dream ended.

*Forget to mention some things that happened in the middle of this dream: I went into a gun shop and took a shotgun. It had something like 315 damage it could do(whatever that means). I got it because I had lost a better shotgun in the dream earlier which dealt around 1100 damage. A lady came into the store as I got it and wanted my shotgun. The owner told her to calm down and gave her a free cellphone. She seemed pleased by this and left. I walked out of the store and then got in a fight with some random dude. I got out some numb chucks and beat him down continually. At times he would have the upper hand, but most of the times it was me. My numb chucks were flaming as well. I beat the guy and continued with what I was doing.

*Note, this is still not even half of the dream, I forgot ALOT of it because I forgot to wake up after the dream ended.

In this lucid Dream, made huge progress. I am now extremely good at suppressing my emotions of excitement so they wont end the lucid dream. My dream control has also gotten much better, and it appears I can do anything now except for find that DC girl that Ive always been looking for. I have also made A LOT of progress with my stabilization. In all, this dream really improved alot of my abilities within Lucid Dreaming in general.

·Non-lucid, lucid

.../I'm pushing a cart in an apparently ordinary working day when I attempt a different way to move fast, by riding the cart, which is impossible to do in WL because of weight. I remember that I used to do that during dreams, I RC by looking at my hand. The tattoo is not there, it must be a dream but I don't find any other sign to confirm it. Everything feels too real that I cannot believe it, although the RC confirmed it. I'm wondering if this world is not my waking life, How is my real job? I cannot remember any difference although I know this is not my work. I'm getting into some sort of galleries and I'm still pushing the cart. I realize I'm losing lucidity when I see in front of me 3 grown teenage girls. I command them to stay quiet while I think in stabilizing the dream somehow. My sex drive is starting to take control and I don't find any better idea than perform a "pussy check" to stabilize the dream, that way I can let my sex drive flow and at the same time I get a little bit more into the dream and perhaps while I do that I can remember something about my waking life. I see that everything is in order down there. As I supposed, my sex drive is fading out, however the more I try to remember something about my real job, the more I see there's nothing. Not a single thing comes to my mind. I stand up thinking. One of the girls stands in front of me and turns her back on me. I cannot resist the temptation. And we start having some fun while I still try to remember something about my waking life/...

Journal Entry Lucid # 62-63 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: I Meditated before going to sleep. WBTB

Lucid Dream # 62, day: 07/13/14, time: 8:56-2:50am Am"":
This dream was very short because I started to realize it was a dream, but the realism made me question again. I was in a school and I didn't want to look like an idiot. So, I went back to a non-lucid dream.

Lucid Dream # 63, day: 07/18/14, time: 2:57-6:26am Am" Mafia":
I was being chased by the mafia. They had the old classical Tommy gun. They were fat. I am just trying to run away. I got trapped in a dead end. I then realized it was a dream

I used TK to launch them in the air and they stopped bothering me. I was about to walk away but then I thought I could go back and see where that door would have led me. When I went back and opened it. I woke up.

1. I had come to a large pool area from somewhere else, and it was as big as a water park. There were many rides. First I went with friends and family to one specific ride. It was a slide and was also an inflatable. I slid down it and once I did I immediately tried to climb back up. There was a clone of one specific person that would continually come down from each section of the slide. There were 3 sections on this slide. I climbed back up and held on to the edge of the slide where the drop was, kinda like a cliff. Another clone flew over me and eventually I lost my grip and fell. This time I went all the way down the slide and just got off. This is where I went to the huge pool. When I got there, everyone was either swimming, playing badminton, volleyball, or just chilling. I myself tried to play some badminton but couldnt because there wasnt enough room. I then just went to the middle of the pool and swimmed. Soon I realized that I had an inflatable tube wrapped around me and that I wasnt really swimming, I was just floating the entire time. Great, I wondered how I looked to other people. I floated my way towards this girl I thought I knew, but it turned out, I was just mistaken. I talked to this girl and asked her what she was doing, but I dont remember her reply. My friend Darius passed me and he too was in an inflatable tube. I grabbed onto his tube to get a free ride and he floated towards where I wanted to go. Darius never knew that I did this until I let go. When I let go of his tube He turned around and asked me "Who do you think you are?". I told him I just wanted to get over here fast. He said he was going to push me underwater, but I told him not too. He came over to me and was about to do it, but midway he just stopped for some reason and left me. I got out of the pool and walked over to this robot fighter arena. I went over and activated the robot. Turns out, you dont use robots, you just fight one super big strong one by yourself. I grabbed a gun and started the match. The way my gun would work is that you have to charge up each shot for about 10 seconds and then shoot. I did this for a while and almost killed the robot, but I was getting low on ammo and needed a new gun. I went to the corner of this arena and there was just a pile of guns laying on a platform. I grabbed one and as I did, some random dude decided to jump in to my arena and help me out. I got my gun and we both started firing down on the robot. But something was weird, he was getting stronger. The dude that was helping me out told me to back up cause, "its about to get messy", so I did. I watched the random dude. He was apparently super charging his gun to the point where it would completely obliterate the robot in one shot. He finished super charging his gun, then He jumped in front of the robot. All of a sudden the robot let out a huge blast of energy from his chest and immediately the dude that was helping me out flew and slammed against the back wall. He had just died. I decided it was getting too crazy inside the arena and left. But before I did, I went back to that gun platform and saw some papers that the dude had brought with him. I read the papers only to find that they were MY notes that I had taken about the brain earlier that night. I knew that he stole them, so I took them back. I also saw some past DJ entries on purple paper from a while back. I then walked down a road and oddly enough, all my friends were there. We walked to a point in the road where it was covered in barbed wire. There was an opening in the wire and we went through. This led to another road and halfway down the road, my friends car was parked. We got to the car and Ryan(it was his car) opened the door and told me and my other friend to get in because we were leaving. I asked why and he said because his feet hurt. So we got in and thats where it ended. (god that took me 30 minutes to type up)

2. I was in my house, laying on the carpet in front of my door. It was daytime. My sister was next to me. Out of no where, a random mole climbed onto my body and started rubbing his nose on my head. He was hairy, and he put ALOT of pressure to the point where I freaked out, threw him off, and got on my way. I looked around my house and noticed this was the Dream version of my house which had always interested me because it was really different from my real life house. At this point I became lucid and explored the house. I walked into my sisters room where a huge part of the house was. Her room led to the other 90% of the house. It filled me with curiosity and I made my way into her room. My dad went in front of me because I said something like, "I think this part of the house is haunted". (I always get that feeling when Im in that part of my house in dreams, its weird). So my dad walked down the next hallway into the other part of the house. I took off my glasses because they were messed up for some reason, and continued to follow my dad. At the end of the hallway it opened up into a huge foyer room. I looked down and past the stairway and saw a huge room with tons of candles lit in what looked like a religious way. This is where I got spooked. (by the way I lost my lucidity during this part because I wasnt really focused on what I wanted to do) The flames on the candles started flickering in an odd manner, and some even went out. I turned around and my dad disappeared. I was pretty scared because of the fact that every time I come back to this house it changes and gets bigger. INSANELY bigger. I decided to jump over the edge of the staircase and fly over to the other side. I made it.(I think this is where I lost my lucidity for sure). I came over to an elevator and a little girl was standing there. I walked to her and she had a snake in her hands. It bit her and she said something like, "Fine, if you're going to bite me over nothing then Im going to punish you." At this point I became the girl and choked the snake. I put it on the ground while choking it and stepped on it. Its fangs fell out and they were like crystals of a rainbow. I do not remember any more.

3. This was earlier in the first half of the night. I had "woken up" from a dream and decided to write down the dreams I just had. I got my dream journal and started writing down the two dreams I remembered. I then woke up for real and noticed that entire thing was a false awakening. It made me kinda upset because in the FA I had just recorded two dreams. I decided to go back to sleep and not record them.

4. I was in my bed in a dream. I was awakened by the sound of whispering in the corner of my room. The whispering got closer and louder and I thought it was a ghost or demon or something. I got my bible and tried to speak to rebuke the demon but when I did I found that my speech was impaired. I couldnt talk right. So I just got the bible and held it in my hand, as I viewed it as a weapon. Whatever it was never touched me.(btw Im not a religous person anymore so I dont know why this happened).

5. I was in my house AGAIN and I was with my family and two other people. The two other people were one dude, and one girl. They were surviving along with us. They werent a couple in the beginning of the dream, but by the end they started going out and disappeared. Anyways, in the beginning we were driving on the freeway, and a blizzard was basically happening. The freeway was covered completely in snow. It was also very dark and gloomy in the dream. As we continued driving, huge globs of mud started falling from the sky onto the earth, everywhere. I was terrified and thought that the world was ending(Usually I become lucid during nightmares like this, but this time I didnt). I thought it was real and prayed to God to save me(even though im agnostic, so idk why). Some how we ended up making it back to our house in one piece. When we made it back it was night time. As I walked into our driveway after I got out of the car, I noticed I was shirtless, and also that my friends were 2 yards away from me. I said "Whats up guys, come on in." They came in and we chilled and talked. I also talked to that couple alot. We talked about how we were going to survive. I hadnt seen the couple in a while so I decided to get up and look around for them. I went into my China room in my house(where all the chinese glassware and every valuable chines thing is) and found them cuddling in a corner. I talked to them for a sec to make sure everything was cool and left them. (btw they were about my age, I think one year older.) I returned to find that all my friends were gone. Thats all I remember, even though there was ALOT more to this dream.

Dream recall has really improved, and Im remembering dreams from early in the night.

Dream 1

I'm at a campsite and these two men break out in a fight, there is a crowd gathered round to watch. Then angrily he pulls out a gun, its some sort of submachine gun he turns round and starts firing at the crowd. Everyone starts running, including me, I'm running for my life I run round a corner and its on an edge of the cliff, I keep running round and it comes to a corner where there's a dead end. Then the guy who the man was after comes running round too, then I hear the man shout 'Haha! I know you're round here.' I had the choice, I knew if I pushed him off I'd survive. So I did it, I pushed him straight off the cliff to his death. The guy came round and let me go. I then look at my thumb and it has a cut, which hurt. I realise that its a dream and I could heal my thumb. I'm semi lucid now, aware that its a dream but not fully. I heal the cut, everything turns vivid. Now I really turn lucid. I remember my goal to try LSD in a dream. There are lots of plants to my left, I know if I put my hand in there I will find some. I did, I pulled out some large colourful paper which I knew was LSD. I ate it, and expected the effcts to happen straight away, there was a quick flash of colour but I lose lucidity.

Still aware its a dream but not lucid, I grab some friends and show them the benefits of lucid dreaming, I take them to a caravan where they can do whatever they like. Then I tell one of my friends what I done earlier in a dream, I made him come outside to tell him because it felt like everyone was watching me. He said it was ok, don't tell the police but if they ask you, tell them what you told me and they'll let you off. I knew they would find me if they found the body as my fingerprints were on the body. Another friend rings me to see what I'm up too, he picks me up in his car and we drive off the campsite, on the way out I look out the window. I see policeboats and rescue teams driving up to where the body fell. I realise here that it as only a matter of time before they approach me.

[Journal Entry on second paragraph]

This dream was pre-planned and was completely lucid. I had control of just about every aspect of the dream from beginning to end. I first thought of a person (a drawing I created) and then thought of a place (Japanese image). I meditated and had gotten this amazing result that I believe was out of sheer luck. Everything was just about to COMPLETE perfection. Minor details were askew, but it was life changing nonetheless. My initial plan was to arrive in the planned destination and then call out the person's name for her to appear. (she didn't have a name at the time) I gave her the name "Lin," (because she looked like a Lin I guess haha) and I needed us to have something to do for the dream to be more solid. So I planned to ask her to dance with me there since the atmosphere seemed fitting.
My entry below:


I had the most amazing dream of my life! I was in a strange black place that was difficult to figure out. Then appeared a lot of huge Chinese doors that I ran though one after the other. While I knew I was in the dream world, I tried harder and harder to imagine the place I wanted to go. With each door, the place started to form a bit more into view. I looked around and the place was a bit "lagged," as if I were in a game. I realized that I had to meet Lin and immediately called out "Lin! Liiiin!" My voice was so clear, I thought I was just awake and only "thinking," I was in a dream while yelling in my room which made me a bit nervous at first. I thought that I must at least be yelling in my sleep from the clarity of my voice. And then I saw her standing in the distance. I hurried toward her and was so surprised, it was so difficult to find the right words. I just then remembered what I planned to say . I said, "You must be Lin." She nodded. She tried to say something when I accidentally interrupted, asking her to dance. She agreed and we started a waltz on the deck. I looked a bit more closely at her and noticed her eyes were black and more like a humans. With just my mind, I fixed my dreams error and she looked more like herself. I also realized now after waking up, she was wearing a beautiful Chinese dress rather than what I had drawn to my surprise. She looked and me, smiling, and her voice was exactly as I had pre-imagined. A nice sounding voice with a Japanese accent since she was a Japanese based person. It was actually so strong, I asked her "Sorry, what was that?" Several times. She started talking about this guy there she wanted to avoid since he was driving 2mph or something (only in a dream that would make sense). I couldn't really hear her at random times for some reason. We danced around and she pulled me some ways to avoid someone. I started to realize it was time for me to leave and things were starting to fade away. Lin disappeared and there was a chair, or an erhu, or a bundle of giant spoons in front of me. I wanted to stay just another moment so that I could tell her I had a great time and we should meet again. I used my personal trick to stay in the dream and re-intensify it which was rubbing my hands together. A green bowl suddenly appeared in my hands and I fumbled around a bit to catch it and I figured it was a chance to focus on the bowl to get back the feel of this reality. Everything came back to a clearer view for another few seconds. I knew I was just about out of time and felt myself waking up. As everything started fading I shouted, "I had a great time Lin! We should meet again!" (or something like that.)

Last night I had several dreams but those were quickly forgotten, however one dream was just so close to being lucid I just couldn't think about anything else.

1. Seriously!?

I'm walking towards a retirement house somewhere in a city and I see old people running around the building on the second floor 'Assasins creed' style. Suddenly I'm up on that floor and standing on the narrow ledge infront of a window, it's a 10 meter drop and old people run past me like they're doing a marathon. Inside is a restaurant and my family is there, waiting for the food and I'm looking around. I carefully navigate around the building holding anything to keep me on the ledge until I encounter the hotel manager I think who points down at some trampolines. He sais it's perfectly fine and I should jump off, I refuse and he goes first instead, he jumps but lands on his back on the road below. I expected him to break his back or be dead but he quickly stood up and stumbled away shouting "I'm okay!". At this point I feel as if I'm being fooled in some TV-show, I quickly jump in the building through the open window and I'm in the other part of the restaurant. I'm so angry, I bust through the doors of the kitchen to make my way to the other side of the restaurant to my family, while I'm walking I do the nose-plug RC 3 times and 3 times I can breath normally. I just don't focus on it because I'm so furious . When I get to the table and look at my parents I say "Wait" *Realizing it's a dream...*, I wake up.

Really, I was SO CLOSE. If had noticed it a second earlier I would've been able to stabilize it!

Dream - Lucid


I was with my husband at what was supposed to be the house he grew up in. The house was small with wooden floors. His family was there; we were visiting them for the holidays.

I was in his room with him, and I saw this HUGE black and white spider sitting on the air vent on the floor. So unsettling...I hate spiders so much. I don't think I said anything about it to my husband, but I was super freaked.

Then, there was this other giant spider, but this one was red and black. It was chasing my foot wherever I moved it. I was panicking. It opened its mouth and hissed at me. I somehow deduced that this spider was poisonous because of this. I moved further away from it. There was another giant spider there at this point as well.

I then was laying in my husband's childhood bed with him. It was nighttime, and quite dark in the room. I was laying there with my eyes opened because I couldn't sleep due to the damn spiders. I made up my mind that I couldn't be laying in that bed with all the spiders lurking about. I told him that.

There was more to this dream, but I cannot remember.

~

I was going to spend the holidays with mine and my husband's family, though not all at the same time. We would be with my family one day, like on Christmas Eve, and his on Christmas Day. I remember being in the kitchen at the house I grew up in and reading a text or a note on paper about this. It was from my mother-in-law.

Then, my friend Cherie' said her dad (never met him IWL) said my husband better see him for the holidays. I was concerned that he wouldn't make it to my family's in time if he did that.

The next thing I remember is being in our apartment. We were in the living room, and Cherie's dad, who, in my dream, was a short, fat man, maybe Cherie', and my friend Ashley's brother's wife came in. Ashley's brother may have been there as well.

Some of them sat down on our couch. Cherie's dad and Cherie' started to play fight. One had been on the couch, and the other on the floor.

Then, I was designing some tube-like roller-coaster ride with Courtney S. It was indoors, and would take you in a flume in the water through this small opening. It looked as if adults could not ride because the opening was so short. Then, you would ride in this rainbow tube really fast; you would ride what you designed. It was kind of like CyberSpace Mountain at Disney Quest in Downtown Disney.

I designed one for Courtney and I to ride. I remember putting in lots of drops and sharp turns and a couple of loops at the end. We went to go ride it. We were sitting in the flume, and Courtney was sitting in front of me. She was wearing a white shirt. I was surprised she fit through the short opening, because she is very tall. Before we could enter the tube, I fell out of the flume into the water. I somehow got back in, but I'm not sure how. The ride was very fun and wild, though I think I only got to ride the last part of it since I had fallen out before.

Then, Courtney designed a ride. For some reason, I couldn't be there. I'm not sure where I was, but I saw this flash of a long poem. Courtney had written it. It was about how much she loved me (not in a romantic way, but in an unconditional way). Though I didn't get a chance to really read the words, I intuitively knew that that's what it was. Cherie' then told me that the ride Courtney had designed was an expression of her love for me. I knew inside that she was not upset that I wasn't there for the ride. She understood.

~

I don't remember where I was, but it was very realistic. Something seemed weird, though I can't remember what it was exactly, so I did a finger count RC. I looked down at my left hand, and could immediately tell I had too many fingers. I counted just to make sure, and got six.

Holy crap! I'm dreaming! I honestly didn't expect the RC to work; I thought it was real life!

I remembered my goals quite clearly, and really wanted to try to dream share again, but I did not feel that I was in a deep enough sleep to do it (will explain more about this at the end). Instead, I approached some DCs and asked them some questions, and of course, had to tell them that we were in a lucid dream.

Then, something about my wedding photographer, Rachel. She was coaching me with something, though she wasn't supposed to be. I can't remember what it was though! I was in a room with her.

I woke up and went back to sleep.

I was still lucid, and Rachel had gotten moved to another location. I found her. More coaching. I remember flying or floating at some point. I thought about it too hard at first and it failed, then remembered I could just think about it and it would be so. And so I just thought about it without focusing too hard, and I floated up.

Woke up, went back to sleep. I would say I was semi-lucid for the rest of the dream.

They had again moved Rachel, but this time, I had to get caught with her the first time I went in. It was very video game-esque. I had to go into this temple, or pyramid. It reminded me of Ancient Egypt. There was water flowing in the opening I entered, and light was then coming through a small opening where the water was falling into the pyramid. I knew that was where Rachel was, but she was with someone else, someone who did not want me there. I do not even think that this someone was human. What I had to do was go through the opening, get caught and thrown out, and then have to find a new way in because the original way would get blocked off. The lights would also be out; I would have to do it in darkness.

I then was having to load up these dirty dishes onto this conveyor belt that took them up into an incinerator. I'm pretty sure I was naked? Anyway, I would have to run up some stairs to grab all the dishes that were empty or unused, and take them off the belt and put them somewhere else to be recycled. I was explaining this process to someone. I then loaded the dishes on the belt, checking first to see if they were empty so I could remember which ones were and weren't when I got up the stairs. I loaded a bunch, then raced up the stairs. The belt was moving too fast for me to save every dish, and I could not focus on seeing which ones were dirty and which ones weren't. I pushed a button to bring the last dish put into the incinerator back out. I put that one aside for recycling.

Then, when I woke up again, I stayed awake. I felt rested, so did not try to push any more sleep; when I do this, I wake up with a headache, especially after lucidity.

~

Coming back to what I mentioned earlier about dream sharing and deep sleep: I have found that when I wake up in the morning after a pretty decent amount of sleep during the night, I am more likely to become lucid from being awake for a little while; it stimulates my brain, and I am able to become lucid much more easily. However, there is a catch: I cannot hold the dream for as long as I would be able to if the dream occurred during the sleep I get at night when I am the most exhausted. When I become lucid during the night, I have much longer lucids and can perform more tasks, such as dream sharing, for example, though I have only dream shared a handful of times. At any rate, the dream quality is better, and I am less likely to wake prematurely. When I attempt things like this during the morning after I have already gotten plenty of sleep, it fails or I wake up. Usually both. So I decided not to attempt it this morning, because I knew I would wake up, and, of course, my morning lucidity was peppered with awakenings. It happens a lot for me in the mornings, but, like I said, this does not usually occur during the night, though I am less likely to become lucid during my nighttime dreams. I am hoping that I can find a way to improve this. I may try the WBTB method during the night, but when I wake up during the night, many times I have difficulty going back to sleep. If anyone has any advice, let me know.

7/18/14

Long day at the zoo. Didn't get much sleep the night before. Took a nap at ~7pm then woke up at 10pm. Went to bed for a little bit at 12am and just rested, but got up at around 12:30am to write a blog entry. Then went back to bed ~2am and woke up at 5:45am. DILD triggered.

5:45am DILD

Went to Japan. Became lucid when I saw a friend from school there and realized she's the one that's supposed to be in Japan. I let my husband lead me around. There were a lot of foreigners visiting Japan, one took a video of me walking around. I was confident as he took the video and didn't look at the camera. I recalled the research I read about there being more males in lucid dreams than females so I decided to say hi to a female passing by. I don't remember her response but it was friendly.

We finally came to these train tracks to go to Fukushima. I remembered my task and the advice given to me. I got in a train, which was too small for me, but went in anyways. Then I closed my eyes and called out for my mother-in-law and tried to imagine her house and being in it. But she didn't come.

I remember thinking I need to write this down in my DJ. I might've had a short FA in between. Then I went into a non-lucid dream of being in my mother-in-law's house. I was in Japan indefinitely, meaning the end of my stay was undetermined but it would be long. So I wasn't worried about having to go out shopping anytime soon. My husband woke me up because my alarm went off and I considered sleeping in until 6am. But then I realized I just had a DILD in Japan, so I got up, excited to record it.

I woke up suspicious that this one was only a dream of a lucid dream, as my lucidity was very low level. But I did try to stabilize and I remembered my dream goals, so I'm going to count it.

I'm going down a dark stairway when I realize I'm dreaming. I immediately try to assess if it feels like reality or if it's just like watching a movie, and for a second it seems real, but then I think I notice a loss of stability. I examine my hands briefly. Again, they're all messed up.

I remember that stabilization technique didn't work for me last time and try to rub my hands over my forearms, really focusing on the tactile sensations. Unfortunately, the dream isn't really stabilizing (probably because I'm convinced it won't).

I decide to attempt my lucid goal in the hopes that that will stabilize things: tracking down a krispy kreme cheeseburger. I turn around "expecting" (but not really) that it will be behind me. Of course it's not. I then "expect" it will be behind the door at the top of the stairs. All of this is done with a fair amount of desperation, and soon the dream fades.

At this point I try spinning. Slow spinning doesn't work, so I try spinning faster. I think I see glimpses of a room but at this point my memory gives out.

Anyone have any advice on stabilization? I'm guessing it's all just emotional control at this point, but it's so hard to remember in the moment...

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

I am sitting on a porch and looking around the houses talking to a person I never knew, that's when a kid I knew came and ask how was I? I said I was alright and told him what was his last trip since I been gone? He doesn't answer and decides to walk away. That's when I wake up and was surprise to see Father there, he had the TV on and was brushing his teeth. I went in the bathroom and turn on the lights wondering he's suppose to be gone as I came out I ask my Father may I stay in this room a bit longer however he said no it was best I leave soon. I began saying this isn't right I must be dreaming I went over to the window to see that the sun is beginning to set , my Father tells me to get a grip on reality. I told him am I dreaming? My Father told me no. I look at my hands and saw my fingers were small and large at the same time. That's when I left Fathers room in to the living room and saw my brother and mother sitting down talking. I approach my brother asking how did he came back this soon? My brother look at me but did not respond I was going to ask him again but felt as if something was covering my mouth. That's when I woke up and became lucid but it was dark there was no lights on, my head felt like it was going to explode as I felt all these vibrations racing back and forth. I got up and started floating but couldn't handle all the pulsing in my head so I started clutching myself and felt the urge to scream as I feel my feet crumbling I yelled very loudly which I woke up again. This time I lost lucidity and tried to search for my journal to write this dream down however for some reason I couldn't find it. I began becoming semi lucid where I began wondering if this was a dream again, I end up getting a pill from the bathroom and look around to see if everything look normal. It was morning so I went in the kitchen surprise to see all the lights were on as I went in the kitchen began feeling sick and truly woke up. Lucidity Time : 7 seconds

7/17/14

Last night bed 12:30am - 9am WBTB 9-10:10

Cats were calm, so after breakfast and 1 hr spent on DV and IRC, I got on my sofa in more sitting than laying down position. I started feeling my body falling asleep withing 5-10 min. I knew it's gonna be a great attempt, because of my great recall from the night, and also because I wanted it.

LDs

Don't really remember how it started, but it lasted about 25 min. Then I "woke up", wrote some keywords down and went back to sleep, I think lucid again. But as I was writing it down, I realized I'm still asleep, because even if the paper DJ and my pen were exactly what I had prepared for that occasion, my writing was "drunk sloppy" and I recognized it.

I'm underground again. Large rooms, all well lit. Almost looks like inside of IKEA. No windows, bunch of large rooms, and bunch of people milling around. I'm already lucid. So I do what I practiced while falling asleep. TOTM - I jump in the middle of people and yell: Look everybody, LOOK. I'm getting naked.

Crowd of guys tighten around me and I feel some touches. I started to fiddle with my top, when I remembered practicing having just a simple T-shirt on. So I took of my polo shirt. Wut? A bra? Didn't practice this, dangit. But no problem, quick unhook and girls are free.

Don't remember what was on the bottom, but off it goes.

By now crowd has thinned and some had turned away, going about their business. I'm thinking bloody hell, I don't just need to get naked, but I need your reaction. So I jump up and yell: What yo guys think? Some are still looking, but most had turned and left.

So I grab one of them, push him against the wall and have my way with him. I dont stop till happy ending.

I do the undressing one more time in another room, because I want a reaction out of them, but again, all they do is act uninterested.

But there is a table with some feast. Looks like I came late, because all is left is one piece of something that looks like small flat round candle. I pick it up thinking that this will do as a sweet cake junk food. I take a bite and stuff it in my mouth, cause I need to eat a LOT of junk food. By then it tastes sugary and not that bad.

To the left, there are some pastry/pizza looking things. Never seen them before. I'm thinking they are sweet, but as I stuff some of it in my mouth, it's savory, but next piece is sweet again. I forget to note people's reaction here.

I walk away, thinking how to make it more vivid and last longer, so I clap my hands and yell: I-am-lucid-I-am-lucid.

I think it's time to find a window and get out. I see one, and behind it is my balcony. I walk through the tall glass, only to end up in another room with same window to same balcony. I'm thinking c'moon, this time I walk outside for sure.

And I do. I step off the balcony, so happy to outside of the building. I'm falling to the ground when I remember I'm not that good at flying, but thinking that yes, I'm am good at flying, just so I start flying ok. It's taking me to the left, but I'm thinking I should fly to the right this time, towards the town. But no, I speed up and go really fast in the night sky.

There are no features, only black night sky. I'm getting worried that no features to look at will wake me up. Then I see something faint in the distance. Like a slightly glowing trail. I turn more right and start following it. I see bunch of dots, like you see sometimes in a video game when looking at something in a distance. I'm thinking too bad, that these boulders in comets tail are not looking real. Then I start seeing them as boulders that are turning slowly around their different axes as they are being left behing by the comet. When I look at it from distance, I sear I can hear the same sound that you can hear at the beginning credits of star trek voyager, when they fly over some stoney rings of some planet.


This was some kind of a non-lucid with some awareness : dunno :

I'm at work. Standing at the cashiers, helping out. Another coworker says something about my boobs, and adds: That's because you are a lesbo. I feeze, thinking, finally, you bitch, I got ya now. You were just mean till now, but now the company is gonna deal with you. So I ask her all "offended" : what did you say? Making sure eeeeverybody notices.

Then my higher manager asks me to go with him. We go to some back room, that's barely lit and looks like a cave, or old mine. He/she tells me to grab a flyer from a rack. Not the "boobs" flyer, coz we already covered that one in last session : wtf:, but another one.

I'm left there alone sitting in a chair, all sleepy and tired. barely any lights are on and room is huge and black walls are not making it any brighter. I'm thinking if anybody wanted to come here and rape me, that would no surprise me, coz the darkness and remotness of the place. But i think hell no, that ain't happening and prepare myself mentally for a fight, and also walk to the adjacent room and put some lights on.

Witchhunters
Lucid #4

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am at my school where a little boy approaches me and asks for a home and a meal. In addition to that he wants me to read him a story. I google horror storys and my phone and choose a story with a witch.
I am in a big truck with to ghosthunters. I find out were on our way to the witch. We arrive and go inside. Everything is old, spooky and made out of wood. I have to duck my head. We go downstairs to the basement and meet the witch. She seems very nice and offers us to stay the night. I tell her if the hunters want to stay then I will too. She shows us our beds which are only 2 wooden planks. She lies down and starts telling us weird sex storys. She undresses and stands up. She asks me to join her and I do . The hunters turn into women too and well, no further explanation needed. I hear a narrator telling us about lucid dreaming and do a nose-RC. I get lucid. My nose is really big and deformed. I take a look around in the basement and wake up..

Yesterday I came across the SSILD thread on the induction forum, and decided to try it out. Success!

Ritual: Slept about three hours, woke up with awareness of having dreamed though no recall of specifics, but figured since I had been in REM I might as well give the SSILD technique a try. Doing the sense-cycling delayed sleep onset more than I expected, even more than with my usual WILD technique of incremental counting, even though I kept reminding myself that I wasn't attempting to WILD. Interestingly, when I was starting to get closer to sleep I was experiencing much more vivid flashes of hypnogogic imagery than usual, which I attribute to having primed my attentiveness to it with the technique.

On the verge of falling asleep finally, when I sense that I'm in an empty room with plain white walls, and that it's substantial enough to enter as a dream space. "I can work with that," I say to myself, and close the door. The handle has a pleasing feeling of solidity and the door closes with lifelike sensations, so I know this is actually working.

WILD: What to do now? Well, I need traction, so I decide to just use my body a bit until I feel more substantial. Last night my husband showed me a video of a guy doing amazing acrobatic tricks on a pole, and that must have subconsciously inspired me, because without really thinking about it I start emulating him. It's fun because I could never do anything like this in RL (who could? It's real gravity defying stuff) and even in a dream it takes a bit of concentration, so it is a useful way to integrate myself better into this space. As I do it I remember to occasionally rub my hands in front of my face for more traction, and for some reason it occurs to me that it would be a good idea to feel my head, which I've never tried before, but the lifelike sensation of the shape of my head and texture of my hair is very helpful, they make this dream body I'm in feel more like "me." The vividness and clarity at this point is quite high, and I'm wondering what I look like. I see a mirror on the wall (the walls were featureless initially so the mirror seems to have manifested in response to my intention, though not before my eyes... it was just there once I decided to look for it) so all I have to do is position myself properly in order to see my reflection. I'm pleased with how much like me it actually looks, although my hair is different: loose, shoulder-length and with a layered, almost spiky cut. But the face looks just like mine, especially the eyes. It was remarkably like looking into a real mirror, which is not my usual experience of reflections in LDs.

Given how lifelike my body feels and my reflection looks, I decide to play with it a bit. A couple times in my LDs I've experimented with trying to create an extra set of arms, like you see on some representations of Hindu deities, and I want to try that again. I'm now standing on a sort of balance beam, looking at a second mirror that has manifested on the next wall (a little more conveniently positioned than the first) and I start waving my arms and trying to create a second pair. With a little concentration I have a partial success: I think I can see and feel a second pair, but they are moving in tandem with the first. To be more successful, they would have to move independently, all four arms moving simultaneously in separate directions. I try to get the second set to move independently from the first, but I can't figure out how to do it! I realize that I simply have no mental imprint of what this would be like. Perhaps with a little more creativity or effort I could get this going, but I sense that at this moment the strain might be close to disrupting the dream, so I give up the attempt, amused by how tricky this is, and re-stabilize.

What next? I remember my current task: "Creo vim." (I've been working through spell combinations from Ars Magica.) I anticipated this would be a fun one because I had no idea how it would manifest, and deliberately tried to avoid anticipating anything in particular, hoping the dream would surprise me. So I hold out my left hand and concentrate on the spell. Nothing happens at first. How should I do this? I wonder if I should be using my right hand (my dominant hand in waking life), but figure that since I instinctively started with my left, I should stick with it. "Creo vim," I murmur, since I've found that saying the name of the spell aloud can be an effective focus. A tiny bubble manifests in the air above my open palm. It looks like a soap bubble, and as I have this thought, it bursts like one. But I'm emboldened by the fact that something is happening, so I keep concentrating, and another bubble appears. It grows larger and slowly sinks until it is a half sphere sitting on my palm. From there it keeps growing, getting larger and lumpier and turning grey in color, but still completely weightless and seemingly inflated with air. When this mass is about a foot and a half in diameter, it lifts from my hand and sinks gently to the floor, and transforms into a small white goat.

The surroundings have changed around me while I was focused on the spell. I am no longer standing on a balance beam in a white room, now I am outdoors at night, standing on the ground, looking at this goat that has inexplicably appeared. My husband is lying next to me, asleep. Standing in front of me is a horse harnessed to a cart. I ponder the goat, wondering what it might signify. On the one hand, it is an extremely cute little goat, with long white fur and two straight horns that are only a few inches long. On the other hand, it subtly disturbs me for some reason I can't identify. I remembered a trial take of a commercial that I saw many years ago. The commercial was intended to advertise a financial services company, and was showing clips purporting to be the customers. The most memorable one was a dignified elderly gentleman who for some reason was accompanied by an equally dignified white goat. It was so random and surreal, elegantly and subtly satanic, that the image always stuck with me—though I learned later that the scene was cut from the final version out of concerns that people might be disturbed or distracted by the goat. So what to make of this little goat in front of me now? The goat itself was just standing quietly and not revealing anything, until before my eyes it abruptly transformed into a few pieces of ripe and runny brie cheese on a plain white plate. This was even more mystifying.

I wanted to ask someone's opinion about the goat and its transformation, but I looked around and couldn't see anyone else in this landscape. There was just me and my husband, but he was fast asleep and I didn't want to disturb him. Finally it occurred to me to ask the horse, as the only other creature around. I figured the question of the goat's moral status could be answered by how the horse responded to the cheese, so I picked up a piece from the plate and offered it to the horse to sniff. "What do you think?" I asked. The horse readily accepted the cheese and ate it with apparent relish. This seemed to speak well for the goat! "Want more?" I asked, offering the horse a second piece, which it consumed as eagerly as the first. I decided to try a bit myself, and found the taste and texture very much as I would have expected from a runny brie.

There was a cemetary nearby, surrounded by a low wall. I could see the tops of gravestones over the upper edge of the wall, and I instinctively knew that one of them was connected with the goat, so I should investigate it to find out more. The entrance to the cemetary was just across the lane on which the horse and cart were standing, so I walked around them and went inside. From my original glimpse across the wall I had made a mental note that the relevant gravestone was the fourth one in, so I counted the stones I passed until I reached the fourth. It was an old style of slab carved from reddish stone, only about two inches in width, about three feet tall, and with a simple curved top, unadorned except for the text that was carved on it. I knelt down and looked at the inscription. I was pleased to discover that I could read it easily, and one phrase that immediately caught my attention was "Ghast of Vail Light." I took this to be the title of the mysterious goat. It sounded a bit spooky after all, but I loved this phrase! I immediately determined to remember it. "Ghast of Vail Light," I repeated to myself several times, and even said aloud to myself, "Remember that." I wanted to get it just right. Was it spelled "Vail" and not "Vale"? I looked again at the inscription. The letters were remarkably stable, and the spelling was distinct: "Vail."

I hadn't done any tactile stabilization in a while, so I decided to run my hands over the face of the gravestone. It had the cool touch of real stone, smooth overall but a bit gritty in texture, like sandstone, and I could feel the indentations where the letters were carved in. I was still muttering to myself "Ghast of Vail Light." I didn't know how much longer the dream would go on, and wanted to make sure I wouldn't forget. But I concentrated so hard on the idea of remembering this phrase when I woke up, that it woke me up! I wasn't disappointed, though, because I had plenty to write about already.