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#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.

It goes mostly without saying that I haven't had a lucid dream in a while! This is primarily because of my tendency to lose motivation for periods going on months. The funny thing is, I've been in one of those periods for the past month; i.e. not recalling any dreams, and generally just having no will to do so. Then, out of complete no where, I had a lucid dream last night. It really was the most random thing. Not that I'm complaining! It's been so long since my last lucid that I forgot how good it felt.
I was in a mall with most of my mom's side of the family. My baby cousin, Presley (who is a little over 2 years old), started speaking full, sophisticated sentences and running around the mall at speeds not normal for a human being. For some reason, THIS of all things is what caused me to go lucid after a couple of years of no lucids.
Seeing Presley act like this caused me to think that this couldn't be happening. This must be a dream. The clarity hit me like a truck, and the excitement came just as fast. I stood stock still for a moment and told myself to calm down, and to help stabilize the dream, I held my hands in front of my face and examined them closely while trying to relax. It seemed to work, and the dream gained even more clarity. From this point, my mind was racing on all the different things I wanted to try and do. Rather than do something crazy though, I decided to explore the mall peacefully, seeing what I could find. I remember a vague thought crossing my mind, 'Maybe I should go to the world from my comic,' but I didn't end up doing that.
The mall was quite big, and looked very similar to the main lobby-like area of Bioshock Infinite's Burial at Sea: Episode 2, the area where the Big Daddy roams around. Luckily for me, there was no Big Daddy. ...As far as I know. I ended up finding a store where a bunch of teenagers were partying. Can't remember what exactly the store was, but the inside was flashing with neon lights, strobe lights, pretty much all the lights you can dream of. I approached the group of people...
And then that's all I remember from there. Not sure if more happened and I just don't remember, or if I woke up at that point, but I'm leaning towards me waking up. This is probably the longest lucid I've had yet, clocking in at about 3 or 4 minutes, whereas my other lucids have been anywhere from 5 seconds to 1 minute. Not only that, this is the first time I've ever stabilized the dream (which could have something to do with the longer time, now that I think about it... ). Not sure how I thought to examine my hands for further clarity, but I have read that tip before in the past, so it must have come to mind.
Definitely exciting though! A random lucid dream after two months of no recall whatsoever. Now if I could just stay motivated towards it all.

I can't remember the first part of my dream but when it was half way over i was in a huge park with my dad. We saw a painting on the wall and were given a task to paint clouds. He had to paint the first layer and i had to paint the second. After we finished I appeared in a school auditorium. I was talking to people than walked and tripped. I fell and landed with my feet in the air and my head in the mud. I got up to wash my hair with water. As I was walking a guy told me i had to stay in the building. I got this scared feeling he wanted me dead and his boss was about to walk in with a weapon or something so i ran. He yelled out to me to stop. But I flew out through the roof. I was in a city like place where there were shops close together. I was flying really high till i began to lose my vision. Than I think i fell down and was pulled into a area that looked like a war video game. I saw a boy in a camouflage suit who took out his gun to shoot me. I ran behind a nearby tree and hid. But than i saw this man who looked like he was in his 40s or 50s so i moved to the right of the tree. The boy who was going to shoot me saw me and was about to shoot. But i grabbed another boy near me and yelled at him not to shoot because i had his partner. The boy than took out a grenade and threw it at me but i used my power barrier i made with my hands to reflect it back at him. Than the older man kicked the grenade on the floor under me and the boy but i made it go back at him and it blew up on the older man. He was like It was not his fault cause his hand sleeve withered. I was like I think your using the wrong word. Cause I thought his arm blew off. Than I woke up.
My second dream was short. I appeared in a wide open sky
place. I was flying and saw a small castle. Kind of looked like it was in three parts. I thought it was pretty cool though. I wanted to land on it but i was starting to fly higher and higher and was afraid i would go into space so i did my best to fly down. I flew down than in a circle around the castle in the sky. But than suddenly there was a blue and red flying air ship in front of me. It shot missiles at me. I deflected and dodged some but i think i ended up being destroyed. I than appeared in a cramp room. There was a little girl with short brown hair with a doll. I told the dc this is a dream and asked her if she knows what dream views is. She said whats that? than the dream was starting to fade. I tried to stabilize it but the girl disappeared, my vision got blurry and than i woke up.

Non-lucid, lucid, False awakening

.../We are in my grandparent's old house. It's night, the kids sleep in a big room and I hear some noises coming from the courtyard. I go out and find a raccoon is taking a walk around the place. I'm happy to finally see one of those little bandits. He seems to be not so happy and turns to bite me. I put my leg to keep him away but he growls and bites my shoe. It's a funny situation, although I don't like him to be so aggressive. Then I realize perhaps I won't be able to be friends with one of them under this situation. During the struggle, I take him into the kitchen. I see some leftover food on the table. I want to take it with one hand, but he jumps and bites that hand. He's not pressing too much, I feel his teeth like I was playing with my dog. Then I use my other hand to take the can and get to put it close to him. He turns and starts eating. What a fight! I wake up on the bed and feel one of my teeth is falling, I move it with my tongue then it falls I remember it recently happened and it's always a dream, I stand up and spit the pieces I have in my mouth. I get on the carpet next to the bed and see a lot of tiny pieces I spat on it. I want to make some fun while I clean my mouth. I take the little white stones and throw them to a doorway in front of me. There's a whole on the opposite wall where some of the stones fall rolling. I try to throw them inside that hole which looks like the door of a mouse home. I can see there's a street on the other side. Sometimes when a stone falls on the floor, it turns into a mouse which runs for cover, some of them get into the hole, some of them turn in another direction. The scene is funny, so I keep doing it with the next pieces I still have in my mouth. They turn into mice, rats and little black ones which look like little skunks. It's getting a little bit tedious to clean my mouth because of always there are more and more pieces inside of it. I take a look where I was throwing all the stones, and there's a group of around 50 little mammals rhythmically moving with the movements of my hand. Getting closer when I put my hand behind me and going away when I throw the next pieces which now turn into little skunks. I feel my body is fading away. Now I'm lying on the bed in the same initial position, push my tooth once again. It moves and falls. This time I don't want to waste my time. I stand up and spit what I have inside my mouth. It starts again to appear more and more pieces. Then I remember something I read in DV, something like "Everything needs your attention in order to exist". It's the perfect situation to put that into practice. I stop thinking about the pieces inside my mouth and go through the doorway to the other room. I see another hole the size of my hand in the wall. I remember I can use it to go through. I use my hands to make it bigger until I can go through. The wall seems to be made of rubber. There's a bus station on the other side. When I turn to see the room where I was, I see some guys are playing video games sitting on a sofa in front of a big TV screen. I hear 80's arcade games music playing in the background. I want to see if I can close the hole the same way. I take the borders and try to put them together but they don't fit together. It's a little bit difficult to put the borders together. One of the guys stands up and helps me. Once again I feel my body fading away/...

* I see the clock, it has been just one hour after somebody called to my phone and I didn't answer because of I was falling asleep. I think the first short REM stage is over, so I take some notes and go back to sleep.

I started this dream in some weird looking school. It looked like it was in ruins, walls made of stone, grass on the floor, etc. However it seemed normal for me at the time. Apparently I was in charge of some school festival and I was getting ready. It was the middle of the night. I also think I was dressed as Harry Potter for some reason, but I'm not sure.
Next thing I know I'm supposed to find some guy that went missing. I went outside the school looking for him, walking along a grassy trail. I then reached some kind of wooden structure, almos like a combination between a treehouse and a cabin. I climbed into it trough a ladder. Inside I think I found the guy who was missing. I don't remember what he looked like other than having short black hair. I think he went up to the second floor through a ladder.
I'm not sure exactly what happened, but there suddenly were some girls in the cabin (I assume from my school) who were looking for him. I got lucid at around this point. I then started rubbing my body against them (I have this annoying habit of doing sexual things in LDs altough I'd rather spend my lucidity doing something else) and we start doing some sexy stuff which I'm not gonna go in detail very much (I won't lie, it was good). I did however manage to control myself and didn't lose my dream. Then Jenny (a character from a cartoon called my life as a teenage robot) showed up and I wanted to get it going with her (don't ask) so I shot two hookshots from the back of my hand to a wall in the second floor and they pulled me towards it. I noticed the guy I had saved turnet into a zombie and frantically ran around until I killed it with a blow to the head.
And thing get even better from here. Me and some guy are now speeding through a town in the middle with the desert. I'm running around, shooting hookshots and flying when for some reason I get the urge to try dying in a cool way, probably to see what would happen. I tought to myself "I could do that by diving into a volcano" and then I spotted one. Me and the other guy went into it. Next thing I know I'm inside the volcano and there is this white-purple-ish energy explosion growing (apparently it was the earth's core exploding) and I was going toward it with a grin.
It was all so epic and I was extremelly excited. I was thinking to myself "My body is being completely destroyed by the heat". I wasn't feeling pain but instead a slight, painless burning sensation. After sometime my body vanished, however I was still conscious, so I tought to myself "Now all that's left is my soul to burn!" and my soul appeared in the shape of a blue flame (like in Soul Eater). I could feel it burning. Again, it wasn't pain but a way more intense burning sensation. It almost felt like my soul was a meteor crashing down towards earth and burning. After my soul was completelly incinerated everything went black and I had a false awakening.
I then proceded to have a non-lucid dream where I took care of a little girl and went back in time with her, but it wasn't as interesting.

I had a dream I was in a big house at night and someone tryed to kill me by throwing a knife at me. I guess its cause to them I broke in their house. However, I blew away the knife because I knew it was a dream. Than I woke up.In my next dream I think I was in a school. I made someone drop their papers by mistake and they got mad at me. I think the person wanted to kill me so I ran. I suddenly appeared in this place with a huge rocket ship. A animal crossing character was there and said abcdef. I left weirded out by the place and saw a guy. He had butterfly's flying in a pile in front of him. As if it was a butterfly campfire. He told me this is the place where those who God forgive and are given a second chance come to. Than he said we have to eat the butterfly's to survive. Something about a earthquake too and than I woke up. In my third dream I was in a shoping mall. There were people buying clothes, looking around but than suddenly a boy who worked there started arguing with his friend. Than they both took out a sword and started fighting near me. I was like guys...stop...guys...while trying not to get hit by the sword. But I got cut by the sword and my arm started bleeding. I flew away from the scene and found a man who asked me for help. He wanted a good shirt. I chose one for him but he said he didn't like it. I kept looking till my sister told me she was leaving and went in a cramped elevator in the wall. I tryed to fit in but couldn't so I left. After that I did a few other things and ended up in a car with my bro. We got out and a few boys started to laugh at me. I was mad but kept on walking. In the street I saw a man walking his
dog on the street. Than I kept walking and saw a older man on the street. I got scared of him for no reason...and ran into a house. There I found parakeets on top of the dresser. It fell down but I was OK. I was talking to some girls about my parakeets I found and how one looked sick cause I found him outside. Than I woke up.