lucid

Sleep by 11:30pm
Woke after dream at 3:50am


So I went to bet quoting my mantra and I fell asleep. I had an alarm set for 4:00am to try FILD but I guess it was not needed tonight. In my dream I found myself at my dads house and me, my brother and my dad were watching a movie on the couch. I got up in the middle and went to the kitchen to get something to eat and when I opened the fridge I noticed something strange. There was no food in the fridge or cupboard. I knew this was off so my mind went to reality check mode and after the first test my finger went through my hand! My body was instantly filled with a rush of joy but I didn't want to wake myself up so I immediately lied on the floor and did all the stabilization methods I could think of. Sadly I don't remember much more of the dream after this. I know it continued because I have vague memorys of being in my bedroom watching Youtube videos on a bunk bed that should not have been there but I think I lost control.
Will keep trying and good luck on yours.

Fragment 1- I gotta pee.

I was in my house, and I had to pee. I went into the bathroom, and my dad was showering. I thought, am I dreaming? I realized I was, but I forgot to stabilize it, so by the time I phased through the wall, I faded.

EDIT- The Lost Fragment!

I was playing Family Guy: The Quest for Stuff. That was it.

Fragment 2- K.K. Frillard

I was in a shady, grimy city. I was looking for Dr. Frillard. I ran to his house, I jumped up some spikes, and I opened his door. K.K. Slider was on the Shrink couch, lying down. He told me he had nothing to give me, so I ran off.

Main Dream- Her

I was an ugly guy in a restaraunt. I died, and I was told I was going to hell.
I ran off, and I time warped years back. Thus began a cycle when I met a girl and fell in love with her. One year at a time, I would go to her party. When we were 3, an angel told me I could go to heaven, but I said I would start over right here.

Fragment 3- This should have been obvious.'

I was in a zeppelin trying to WILD, while chanting I will HAVE a LUcid DREAM. I woke up then.

ok, im brand new to this and have been dreaming better each day and just starting to remeber my dreams, i remember this one about half way through, here it is. its sort of like i was traing day and night with other people to get into some sort of squad but no one new that 5 people would go missing every night as they though that they where being deported, but what was acctually happening was them being gasses.. then a week later it was my turn to be 'deported' as they said. but i figured out and ran, i managed to get out of the site, using skills i never new i had, it almost felt like i was in control like it was happening, then i got a motorbike and escaped and realised the tracker on it so i ditched it in the ocean and went on foot, (this is all future time) i then started to see creatures about like giant bees, and some reason seals with giant teeth, it was like a fantasy land, as if we were not allowed to see, it. in my mind i had a voice telling me wat these creatures were and if they were dangerous, then i saw my gf sitting on an island, she said she was waiting. then she kissed me, after that she stroaked a giant bee, and before i new it and before she did, it had stung me, then i got knocked out from the sting. i woke up and my gf was gone and i was on the island in the same place and saw the city on the other side of the ocean, so i swam fast, i mean really fast to realise it was. i then got to the city and wen to a party i went to in real life 2 days ago. after that i was on my own, on the look out for people trying to catch me. then i realised i can hide my life and steal everything in order to survive. then i scaled a building, and then my dream went to third person and eneded..... i then woke up with a nose bleed. wierd right, what type of dream is this, and why. i liked it. it took me a few moments after to realise it was a dream.

From 17/05

Bf wakes up for a quick bathroom visit. In the meantime, I'm trying to fall asleep and end up wilding in the bedroom. Everything is very blurry and I'm a bit surprised to be here so fast. I take a moment to examine my hand and move it around to make sure this is a dream and not HI. A little bit of trouble manoeuvring around possibly feeling minor paralysis feedback from my real body. In spite of the blurriness, it gives me the impression of an OBE, everything is the same and the light in the room is exactly the same as during that time. I head down the corridor and towards the bathroom thinking that bf will come out any moment now. He comes out and sees me, looking rather distressed and backs away. I start worrying about what he thinks he sees and me causing all this stress so I decide to wake up immediately and explain.

I wake up. Bf still hasn't come out.

Date 19/5. Dream start: don't know..may be early morning. Dream end: Sweet wake up at 8:30 morning .

This is my first DJ, but it was so vivid I have to tell someone but I don't have a person close enough to tell them about my dreams .
I'll list out what might have led to the dream.

I'm a 22 years guy with lonely life. Never even talked to a girl at personal level.

I'm not a K-pop fan but I like the singers' looks as I like Asian girls. I think they are cute and fun.

I watch way too many videos.
Yesterday night watched MxR Skyrim mod review Showcasing an Asian skyrim follower mod (only writing about relevant video) I watched a (semi) horror movie called Anna (2013). I thought the actress was very cute.

I masturbated before going to sleep (If that's relevant and accepted here).

So, the dream starts off nowhere(duh). There is this cute girl, who looks like an Asian girl but had a smile and eyes differing from any Asian stereotypes. She was not at all related to any girl I saw ever in any video or real life. My brain had sculpted her and it sculpted it extremely attractive.
So, when dream starts, I am in a big, wide, open, empty, white and shine kind of room. Looks like a drama practice room. The girl, whose name was unknown, walks into a sleek whitish creamy dress. And I am, in first person, is a guy supposed to get a kissing lesson from her (). In the dream mind, there was a back story that I want to take a kissing lesson from the girl for some random girl I don't know about even in dream. I did not visualize her in the dream.
(I know nothing about kissing, I haven't seen any kissing tutorials online, and my brain is teaching me how to kiss. Nice one brain!)
So she enters with a majestic walk, and starts to talk (in english, not my mother-tounge). Starts telling me something about lips should not be wet and sloppy to deliver a great kiss.
So, she asks me to try kissing on her. It was a extremely wet kiss . Even I felt filthy. She showed a face with strong disapproval. I apologized saying I got nervous.
She said, OK. Try again. I dry up my lips and try again. Best kiss ever. She appreciates and says that drying up made a huge difference.

I think that is where lucidity kicked in.

I asked her I needed the kiss for a special occasion. I wanted to propose a girl (that didn't matter). She said Ok. She asked me to widen up foot gap a bit, stand confident and propose to me and then kiss. I stand straight, and say "I want to ask you a question, Will you (my eyes rolling away from her pretty face) Marry me? (suddenly staring at her eyes giving the best love look I ever would've)" Her blue eyes staring at my, started to get tears. She starts crying, saying "I don't know". I wipe away tears from her soft cheeks, assuring her "Honey, why are you crying? When I'm with you there will be nothing to cry about" and I kiss her. Best Kiss ever (better that the previous one). I lift her up and rotate like in a fairy tale. We were gazing each other smiling and just being in deep sea of love . (Now that's cheesy, but it didn't felt that way in dream).
Here the end begins. My lucid self realize I am not capable of lifting her up like that (I'm a thin guy). I drop on her back hitting her head to the floor. Fortunately not blood and gore in this dream. She just laughed in pain and I cracked a joke line saying, "I hope i did not cracked that watermelon!"

Here the dream ends. I wake up remembering the complete dream (I'm writing it down after 18 hrs), I wanted to go back to sleep to spend time with her but there were things to do in the morning so I couldn't.

I think I have found reason's behind every event.

Liking an Asian looking girl is obvious. Dreaming of falling in love of a beautiful girl is the only thing I can do, so that is also explained.
Hitting her accidentally relates to my past. I have hurt someone I love, friends and family, physically which I didn't mean to but could completely avoided if I would've kept my hands in my pockets. I apologize to them right after and crack a joke to try to make them feel better, but I don't feel good at all. I always feel guilty of my deeds however hard I try to apologize to them. Those incidents are like scars that never seem to heal.

Hope you liked it!

#318 - DILD - Time not recorded

I don't recall the first part of this dream but I am in my house while my parents are visiting. I randomly look out the window at the sky. I see what if first think of as the daytime moon, but as I focus on it I realize it's all wrong. It looks to have been drawn out with fine wisps of cloud and looks like a representation of Earth. I question reality and instantly know that this is a dream.

I remember that I had some task in mind involving a DC. (basic TOTM of Jedi mind trick.) I can't seem to remember what it was so I do the first thing I can think of. I float around the living room on what feels like an invisible platform. I enjoy the sensation as I circle around the others in the room. As I do this, I begin to spell everyone's name, my wife, son, and parents. For some reason I am impressed with myself for having the cognitive ability of correctly spelling everyone's name with ease in a lucid dream. I am especially proud when I spell my father's name, Claudey. When I get done with every, I stop and turn putting my hands out like "Tada!". The dream characters seem unimpressed and I wake up without warning.

I have many other dreams but every time I wake I am too worried about forgetting this lucid to try DEILD or any other induction.

#317 - DEILD Chain - 5:00AM

I awaken from a dream where I am at a high school basketball game. I try to find a seat in the bleachers but I see no familiar faces. I feel lonely.

I DEILD by focusing on relaxing every muscle in my body. The vibrations start quickly and transition just as easy. I focus on seeing my pregnant stomach. It seems to have grown but feels like I am just pooching it out. Its dark in the room but moonlight is filtering through the blinds as it usually does in waking life. As I walk out I see my shadow on the wall. I look really pregnant now. I'm not sure why I leave the bedroom. Maybe its just habit but I want to find a place to give birth.

The living room is just as dark and the dream seems just slightly unstable. I rub my hands and clap while focusing on what the house looks like in the daytime. This usually works but not this time. I try the light switch several times but it doesn't work either.I see a light coming from my sons room. I am now on my hands and knees feeling the floor for stabilization. I start to go in there but feel the dream slip.

I'm not sure if I wake or just dream that I am back in my bed but I go through the DEILD processes. I remember the OBEs seems to be more literal so this time I focus on visually entering the dream.
I think I hear my wife talking and I become irritated that she is waking me up. I say, "Alysha, what the fuck?" I feel like I actually spoke in my sleep and woke myself a little. My wife turns over and mumbles something. I'm not sure if this was dream or waking life.

I go into DEILD mode anyway and accidentally let my awareness slip a little. Fortunately, I come to full lucidity again when a scene materializes before me.

I am standing just outside the bedroom. Its still dark but this time the bedroom light is on. I return to bed for the birthing process. My wife is laying awake. I ask for her help as I lay down. I take a second to look for my double. My side is clear and I'm glad.

My wife gets up and starts cleaning or doing some task. I am focused on my stomach. Its flat again and I have to will myself to look pregnant. Once satisfied, I start pushing but if feels like going to the bathroom. I let out a few dream farts making me wonder about my physical body. This isn't working. I feel my crotch and clothing. I get naked and try to imagine a vagina while pushing. No good. I feel normal down there. Ok its C-Section time.

I ask my wife to cut me open and she gives me that look that I get when I'm being a dork. I use expectation to get her to cooperate while I focus on my belly again. I begin to use some emotion and think of this a little differently. Unfortunately, sci-fi movies enter my mind. I think of the Shit Weasel from Dreamcatcher and the Chestburster from Alien. My stomach starts churning and I see something with a long slender face pushing out against my flesh. I moan the words, "It's an alien."

My wife appears with an x-acto knife and begins to make a cut. My skin seems extra tough and the blade catches a bit then flicks off making a gross sound. It reminds me of trying to cut up a whole chicken with a dull knife. I see that even-though she hasn't really cut me, there is a nice scoring on my skin. I push and press trying to open it up but it doesn't work. I tell Alysha that she will have to cut really deep this time. She makes another cut and this time she opens me up.

I have a open cavity just above my bellybutton about six inches long with very little blood. Inside, I see something like a thick, congealed blood clot to the left and the other side has white-ish looking flesh like a part of my intestine or stomach. I don't see anything else in there and I assume that I will have to go deeper to reach the Alien inside me. I realize this has gone horribly wrong and I wish that I had never attempted this task. This whole experience has become too much for me to handle and I begin to feel really sick and woozy. I want out. My vision begins to fade and I frantically pull myself out of the dream.

I was in my living room with my younger brother Matthew when I realised that I was dreaming. I didn't stabilize. I thought back to what I'd wanted to do, I was planning on finding a lamp, getting a genie and making my three wishes of course.

I wanted to get outside so I tried to jump through the living room window but ended up bouncing off it and landing beside my brother. I tried one more time and passded through it without it breaking.

I walked to the car in the garden and looked inside and got the idea that I could make the genie appear from the car so I rubbed it once, nothing, rubbed it again, and my dad gets out of the car on the other side and walks towards me.

I say to him,"can I have my three wishes?" and he says "that's not possible now". The dream faded right at this moment.

Just to keep count - maybe I'll write more later.
Early morning dream - I walk with a friend up a road and tell her about how wonderful it is to visit her and what a fantastic day - and suddenly I think - yepp - it is a dream - it can get even more wonderful!
I told her to fly with me and we made a round over the city and decided to land on the roof of a very old cathedral.
It has stone sculptures and little scenarios as decoration and a huge cupola, we landed on. It's fun to explore the roof. All white marble and the figurines and a bit of blackening at decorative places. Beautiful.
I am shortly afraid jumping from the roof but only very shortly - I jump and fly but loose optics and wake up then.
It was at the end of a long dream.
Shame - the plan was to go down into the church and hold a concert there maybe.

Morning of May 18, 2014. Sunday.



In the first section of the dream, I am with my wife and we are outside in some sort of unusual version of the backyard in Cubitis. Oddly, more to the east, is some sort of unusual version of my sister Marilyn’s house. As is often the case, this composite is unique, not having been a (fictional) location in any other dream. I am only semi-lucid at this point. My youngest son is playing in a narrow ditch oriented east-west. It is a warm day. A black male and his wife and younger son (about the same age as my youngest son) fly down and land farther to the east in a helicopter. Although he carries a gun (possibly just for protection), there does not seem to be any threat.

Meanwhile, I hold my hands up and forward and water emerges with a large amount of force from the palms of my hands and fills the ditch in a short time so that my son can swim in it. Over time, I do unusual tricks with the water; I somehow will the water (with a sequence of hand motions similar to portal rituals) to come up to make a temporary translucent “wall” and enjoy other variations of forms, seeming to have full control of the water molecules. My wife and I enjoy the imagery as I work with shaping the water molecules into various forms, including cylindrical and conical forms that hover in the air for a short time before falling back into the body of water as dispersed drops and with very vivid and clear splashes.

The other man and his family watch for a time. Later, we are sitting on the porch and enjoying a bit of a “magic show” I do, but it mostly only relates to smaller things, such as restoring torn apart envelopes, and restoring teeth broken off a comb. Once I restore everything in the immediate environment, the family starts to leave in the helicopter. However, at this point, my wife says that the pilot and a couple other males are stealing the barbecue she had bought for a neighbor as a birthday present, so, without them noticing I mentally float the box to about roof level and manage to get it on its way by going a little higher and to the back of our house and beyond, assuming it will reach its destination.

The first part of the next section starts with me being in the large, fancy bedroom of a seemingly unknown house. My sister and her husband are there. Apparently, my wife has transformed into some sort of in-dream entity and is much younger, a bit thin (but not unattractively so) and with a more powerful, yet more youthful voice and longer hair. My sister seems to know my wife’s family and how she was “adopted” (she was not in real life) and in fact, had taken over her adoption at one point in the past. This may seem strange, but it directly relates to a dream I had before meeting my wife where she moved past the windows of my room and was then having a very long conversation with my sister (when she was still alive) about me (seemingly not knowing I was watching them), which I will write about later.

I start to feel a change within myself, unlike any I have felt before. It is as if I am the origin of consciousness. There is talk about how people who are “not human” - which implies myself and my wife, have to pretend so much to be of a certain consensus and state of mind for a time to “get along” with humans.

I hold out my right hand to show my brother-in-law a trick. Being able to create fire, air, water (and in the past, grains of dirt) from the palms of my hands, a typical dream ability for me, I focus and “allow” a large reddish-orange flame to move up and grow in size and then after a “whooshing” sound, it fades. I do this a couple times. My brother-in-law explains that he is actually like me in the sense of not being human, and explains that he has to pretend not to be made of ice (apparently being an “ice elemental”). (In real life his IQ was only around 70 and he could not read or write - but sometimes pretended to and often ended up giving letters to the wrong people and pretended to read a newspaper at times - but he still worked long and hard for many years.) Unfortunately, he sounds even less intelligent (entering that Roger-Miller-like intellectual disability but in baritone) showing his “true” ice elemental form than his human form, which I say nothing about and just sort of go along with it.

My sister and her husband are going out, and it dawns on me that this means I am the Source. It is my dream alone. The affirmations I have developed this year have incredible power (and I have learned they affect other people), and it looks like the “gate” was finally “opened”. I am in a state of sensual bliss and peace before I even actively indulge in sensual bliss directly. The thought amuses me greatly. Obviously, there is only one thing to do…

I ask my wife in her present form if she had ever been with a male before and she says “yes” quite passively yet with a discernible degree of assertiveness of experience - which seems quite odd, because the question seems metaphorical and she has only just recently been “born” into the world (and having “instant intelligence” as with the formation of tulpa-based dream character development I had started a few months back). Still, that does not seem to matter. Her name has transformed into “Sharon Rabbit”. I suppose this sounds hilarious because it sounds like a play on “sharing a rabbit”. She has a middle name that I see on an adoption document - and it starts with “C” - but I am not positive of what it is - it looks a bit like “comely” at one point. Sharon Comely Rabbit. Dreams certainly lack more realistic names, do they not? However, I can be certain there really are people called Sharon Rabbit, so ignore my blathering here. (In fact, I had made some sort of remark to my sister about why the surname was “Rabbit” which seemed to relate to having more children than average.)

We lie down on the bed (and the scene plays out almost as if exactly planned but this dream was not scripted at all), and from there, it is a bit too personal to go into the diverse details. I can make notes on some things. The sense of touch (in fact, all senses) was more vivid and intense than in real life as well as being more “focused”. Her silky flowing hair was like intoxicating perfume, building in layers of bliss (almost like a growing echo upon echo effect in sound until it grows into one roaring peak - which modern digital equipment cannot even begin to handle like the old analogue did), and her voice was so harmonious, flowing, and sensual, it flowed into my body and out again as if my body was like a speaker cone or amplifier (rendering most other human voices I have heard in real life seem dull and annoying in comparison - but I suppose that was the attraction in the first place in reality), very hard to put into words (this seems to have been foreshadowed by the dream where my wife’s skin had “ripples” and “waves” like the ocean). There was such a realistic sense of physical connection and orientation - it is also hard to put into words. Even so, this precise level of size orientation and audio and even location did not reflect anything ever experienced in this manner dream-wise. (Often my dreams have odd distortions in size, by magnification or shrinking - often being that my hands seem magnified and cars seem way too small to be able to get into - in the past, houses were sometimes like this, and there are often changes in distance perception as well.) From here, my wife’s real voice joins with the “vibrations” of the in-dream one and I am instantly awake with no discernible difference in perception.

I have validated my work fully and now understand how to do it whenever I want - I guess once again, simple “knowing” and the practice of such paid off (over twenty years more intensely working with word patterns and various types of phrasing and focus at various levels). I thought something was different last night, when I was doing “sending affirmations” (for about six hours - the amount of time some people spend passively watching television, unfortunately) in still states and getting more than the usual “feedback”, almost audibly - often, this “feedback” has a few “negative phrases” or “denial responses” that imply duality such as id and ego boundaries - or seemingly telepathic “break-ins” by other people which are really annoying, but this time, there were none at all. This dream was probably the most “stable” I have had to date and not only that, I was fully myself with no distortions of mood or emotion. My true self, I suppose. Full unity.

Night of May 18, 2014. Sunday.



I seem to be in a large kitchen, though not bodily present, that is, I do not seem to possess my illusory dream self’s body. It may be the set of one of those nonsensical reality television cooking shows (none of which we have ever watched).

I notice more and more heads of lettuce and cabbages on a large table (not a kitchen counter). There seem to be many varieties, of which are mostly green, some leaves having light stripes. I look more closely inside the leaves, mentally willing them to spread (by way of semi-lucidity), and under their leaves, I sometimes see a human eye. This seems to be perfectly natural. I also see a few white plates and large knives.

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Dreams are known to be autosymbolic of the sleeping, dreaming, and waking processes of RAS mediation. Therefore, I can easily determine that this is an incidental playful association with “heads” of lettuce as a secondary factor of subliminal incidental focus on REM sleep (REM meaning Rapid Eye Movement, though the singular lettuce eyes were not moving rapidly due to the lack of temporality in the dream state).

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Journal Entry Lucid #39-40 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: WBTB I meditated and told myself that next thing I see is a dream.

Lucid Dream #39, day: 05/16/14 time: unknown"":
I was in school and I realized it was a dream. I saw a bully from my child hood walk to me and he said, "hey you". He gave me a weird stare. I knew that the dream was unstable and I don't need any distractions. I know if you give love it will transform into something good. I don't know how to do that yet so I said sorry. He walked away and I tried to fly. I woke up when I did.

Lucid Dream #40, day: 05/17/14 time: unknown"":
I was outside in the back yard. I see my sister and another girl. I just started rubbing my hands and decided to take control. I said this is a dream. I started touching floor but what bothered me was that the floor was like a video game. The textures were smudged. I see a little kid run into our house. I follwed after him. It was neighbor's kid. The dad was upset and he went to the door and shot it out. The gun was extremely detailed. I was losing lucidity and I said, "this is a dream, this is a dream" and I woke up later.

It started with me walking in my elementary school door. I open the double doors and walk forward turning my head to see the cafeteria on the right side it look exactly the same as I remember it. I saw a few teachers eating as I walk more in the hallway and walk pass this boy who was about to enter the cafeteria, I assume he was happy because he has a smile on his face. As I walk more I began to realize that I was taller than I was in waking life then I just thought I'm always in depth with my dreams so I realize I was dreaming, once I said I'm dreaming I saw the whole place vibrate very quickly. I walk to another hallway knowing this will lead me out of school. As I walk I thought to myself this feels normal no spontaneous feelings or surprises, everything felt calm. I made it at the end of the 2 double doors and went outside, it was night as I run around the city lights looking at the sky. I became bored of this and wanted to leave elementary school again. I enter back in it running faster than usual and went through the school as I run on the road I began thinking about how I know my physical body is asleep. I then saw a huge green sign up on the road naming the streets which made me notice a large hill. I wanted this to be my final action in the dream so I ran as fast as I could to it and went up the hill and jump as I see all the cars and other roads below me. I make an attempt to fly however as I feel the air coming on my feet it was not enough. I went down feeling the wind pass through me rapidly as I get closer to the roads and cars. That's when everything went black and all I could hear is two voices that sounded like me they were both screaming at the same time. I felt like I was being spun around in a vaccum. That's when I woke up in my Father room and my father told me he was sorry for waking me up. I could still hear the faint sound of my two voices I felt dizzy and place my head back down. Then I saw my brother came inside the room as I turn around he tap me to get up so I did as he show me his new game stop card. He made me get a better look at it as I hold the card and thought it was nice. Then he show me his new game which made me question him because I already knew he had this game. That's when I truly woke up. Lucidity Time : 5 mins

I recently decided to meet my dream guide (or any DC of importance) to learn about myself through training, battles and his teaching. Here's my first two lucid dream related to this goal.

Lucidity: 5/10
Control: 5/10
Vivacity: 6/10

I'me in my parkour gymnasium. For the most part, it looks just like in real life. After a few minutes training, a woman (I feel like she is my dream guide) comes up to me and tells me I'm dreaming.



Oh, of course I am.
My lucidity is very low, I start taking off my socks (lol) but it seems like I have thousands of them on.
Meh whatever.
I take off running with no goal in mind; I can see the girl just standing there, I can tell she thinks I'm an idiot.
I wake up and DEILD.


Lucidity: 9/10
Vivacity: 9/10
Control: 6/10

I DEILDed from the last dream, I landed in front of my house (IRL).
In real life, I used to wonder if I was really myself in my lucid dreams, or if lucidity was just an illusion.
Let's check !
I start rubbing my hands together and I shout things like "more lucidity" or "more control."
After a few seconds the dream has become incredibly vivid. There's a cold breeze that gently shiver the trees' leaves; despite the night's darkness, I can clearly see the grass dancing, and the street's lamp's yellow light. My hands are rough, just like in real life.
I reached an amazing level of lucidity, and I can clearly tell that I truly am myself in my lucid dreams.
I would like a little more light before I go look for my dream guide. Not bright sunlight, just a twilight sort of lighting. I place my right hand up in the sky, and when I pull it off, a shiny moon stands behind it.
I find it kinda fun, so I repeat the action a few times until I end up with about a dozen full moons
I get going, but I only have to walk a few meters before my cat wakes me up >

5/17/2014

My husband went to bed around 1:30am and I went to bed around 2am. I woke him up and he recalled a dream.

2am lucid

My husband realizes he is dreaming. He is driving and feels like he wants to drive through other cars on the road, so he does and it works.