lucid

Today's LDing ( induced by galantamine + choline with scrambled eggs, mild)
a lot of beer
2:00 go to sleep
4:45 wake up
5:30 galatamine + choline, scrambled eggs and juice
6:00 go to sleep
7:45
LD Easter eggs
I'm in a house where two gangs go after each other. I hide and I see creatures like from fairy tales. A rubber flying prying mantis find me! I'm afraid that she reveals my position so I jump on it and I rip her rubber head off. I examine it's rubber green body and I become lucid. There is a girl hidden with me. I ask her for easter egg. She give me ordinary chicken egg. I break it and there is just an inside of an egg. I need more eggs. I see old refrigerator, open it and expect to find eggs in there. There is packege of eggs but it's full of tomatoes. I close it and try to summon eggs on more time. Open it and find 5 chicken eggs. I take them and try to change it color to be more easter. I hide it behind my back and expect to change its color. It does every time. I tell the girl that I wanna find a surprise inside the egg. ''Throw it to the ground'' she replies. I do it and I see toys like from kinder surprise. First is puzzle toy and the other three are the same - small yard with plastic giraffe....

LD DEILD Flight into space
... I'm in the mountain village. I decide to fly into space. I already tried it few times but I never managed to leave the atmosphere. I jump and fly toward the sky. Every time I clench all my muscles and kick with my legs I enormously speed up. I do it few times until I see huge green mountains in front of me. I fly really fast toward the mountains so there is no comming back. I tell my self that I will pass through. I'm not afraid of smashing my face so speed up more. I fly throught it easily and now I'm in the clouds. After like 5 minutes I turn my head back and I expect to see the globe. Suddenly I see earth. It's so tremendous huge over the all view. I speed up and now I'm in the ink black space. I see all the planets of our solar system, sun and moon. All are the same size. There is completely silence and suddenly calm and conquering music starts to play. I decide to meditate there. I'm not a great meditator but in this lucid dream and in space with this soft music it was unforhetabble wholesome feeling. I open my eyes and I see strange boards with anciend markings floating around. I decide to wake up and record my lucid dream.

I am walking towards home, coming from nowhere. I realize I am walking across the wrong street, so I undo my steps and choose the right one, after waiting for a car to get out of my way.

I am in front of my house and I hear my mom's voice calling me. I look for her with no result, thinking how weird it is to hear her voice being that far from her. I realize I am probably dreaming, so I do a reality check and confirm it before entering into the house.

What should I do? I think and find myself in front of a big mirror which ends up turning into a computer screen.
I push my right hand on the mirror's surface, trying to break through it. My hand starts to appear in the other side and I do the same with my other hand. Then I push my whole body to the other side, feeling some weird sensations while crossing the glass.

I am in the other side and everything is the same. I feel disappointed but then I realize that if I look in detail everything if formed with tiny fractal patters which seem to move.

I wake up.

This is my first DJ, so i'll start with my most recent LD.

It was two days ago. I fell asleep into a dream that was of a cavern.. or rather a cave turning into a long stoned pathway. It was illuminated by bluish fiery light from both sides, leading down the path as well. While walking down this path, i noticed the walls had crystallized mirrors. Looking into them,, it seemed foggy at first, but then when it started to clear up. I noticed my younger self.. my childhood self. Having fun. Each mirror i looked into was a sequence of a childhood memories i enjoyed. Witnessing this made me realize i was in a dream and yet, i hand no control of the memories that came or the area that i dreamed of.
However i was able to control myself. A Dream induced Lucid Dream (DILD) with some Dream control is what it was looking back on it. With the Control i had, i was able to jump into these crystal mirrors that took me to the areas of my memories. Seeing my younger friends & parents, but unable to communicate with them. Although my younger self seemed to smile in my direction from time to time, then resumed playing. It was heartwarming if not odd. With my control, i continued to jump into mirrors and various memories of my younger self, almost like teleporting. Until i ran into a different dream area, not of my memories but of some starry night city that looked like a mix of Las Vegas, and New Orleans at mardi gras. And as i look around at the shining lights & stars, the various people laughing and dancing and yet can't see me. I finally noticed my younger self again. Looking back at me with a smile and then says. " The fun doesn't end yet." and with a chorus of music, i wake up, listening to nothing but the whirring of my fan and the cold breeze in my room. I honestly felt great that morning, kind of a warm pleasant feeling. I'm curious to what the dream meant. Maybe it means that if i keep positive and enjoy my life, better things will come? Maybe better things that i never thought would happen? I can only hope.

Well this is my First Dream Journal. I hope it wasn't too odd for folks. XD

If my dreams are always this interesting, i'm certainly going to write more.

Hello

I had some dreams today again. It's the second day i use B6, and i also got a Lucid this night!

First normal dream:

It was somewhere near a river. It looked like a desert but people lived here. There were 2 mans that was the headcharacter in this dream. They didn't believe in God. ( I do) And i did miracles in the dream to show that God exist or whatever, and the first man believed. But the other saw what i did and was sad O.o

Second dream:

There were 2 girls. They searched for another missing girl in some kind of sewer. I did a miracle there aswell and the missing girl appeared. One of the girls got superpowers for some reason..

Third dream:

Was somewhere above the sewer that the girl was in. This was a lab or something similar, and there were people inside that was blocking the main doors from people trying to get in. They tried to hide something and i was there aswell, when the "bad guys" successfully entered it got a nightmare, and i ran. At this moment i got lucid! And the guys disappeared. I was lucid for some seconds, i tried to find the guys lol.

3/30/14 *!! **

1145to bed, ~130son home, 152wake from LD#1, 202 til 219 DJing awake thinking 257-305still+earplugs 425wake from LD#2 550wake from LD#3. Factors for early LD & 3 in one night=awareness raised by my son coming home. The timing of this early awareness would be best replicated with a DEILD alarm. Plus apple juice maybe 6 ounces and lots of milk with cereal before bed=effect?

I remember being lucid just before so it was either DEILD > lose lucidity >regain lucidity...or DEILD attempt ++awareness > DILD > lose lucidity >regain lucidity within same dream for LD#1. In the last part where I regained lucidity I had a terrific experience! I am in my car operating some car elevator that moves a car on or off of a ship. I decide I need to go back and in operating it back down it malfunctions and my car starts falling and falling. The way that I am falling makes me realize that I am dreaming. I begin to fly on my own and I'm above a city with lots of hills, green hills but very built up with so many things going on! I have the feeling that this is a foreign city, a very busy foreign city. There are not usually so many things going on in my lucid dreams. I see the word Hacienda on a sign. I think to look for more words and landmarks and see "lower level" in the stadium section of seats and I hear the crack of a bat hitting a
baseball... It's a baseball stadium! But I flew by it so quick and the stands are set up very unusually as if each section was separate and not immediately congruent to the baseball field. I keep going and I start thinking of looking for something to examine close up. This place is so green and I'm swooping around at quite a speed. Green hills within the city and DCs everywhere I am just amazed at all of the graphics processing of my brain but realize that the resolution is more like a great video game than HD reality. I find this house on a hill top and see a sexy woman. Another woman says a warning to the sexy woman and she runs inside and I try to follow but I stay bigger than the small area I'm trying to enter, it is staying small like it was in my view from up above. It is as if my brain did not correct the size when I swoop down to this house or it is as if this was always a miniature world and I a flying giant. Anyway, I try to approach the
woman but she won't stop running and screaming so I grabbed her gently like a giant grabbing a miniature dollar something looking at her, she is very cute. I start taking off her clothes but my fingers are so big I feel like King Kong with the damsel but more frisky I guess. She does not seem to mind anymore! I carefully pinch my forefinger and my thumb together several times until I can grab a piece of the fabric of her blouse and pull it away. I am very curious and I find that underneath she is wearing a black and white striped bra and I repeat the same steps to remove it. I start fading back to bed trying a quick DEILD but I seem to be at the end of that REM cycle and I can hear my son on the phone so I get up to see what is up. I lay back down and attempt to induce my wife into an LD by telling her that she is dreaming. 127

LD#2 is a WILD attempt where at first I think I'm just getting a dreamlet of a bank scene but as it continues I realize that is a full fledged dream that I'm completely inside of and I am in the bank with a gun, an automatic gun and apparently I am robbing a bank for some reason . It sounds like fun so I continue with the scenario. Some hero from the bank is running around trying to mess me up and I start firing the automatic weapon chasing him around the bank with the bullets and after about 20 plus rounds of bullets the gun jams up. The scene fates into very intricate grid pattern. I have gotten good patterns before I always find it fascinating but this one was more intricate than I remember previous ones being. Like I was in the movie Tron or something. It is also kind of similar to floating through space but instead of stars there are lines everywhere and I just enjoy it until I eventually fade back to bed. 128

LD#3 I can remember the beginning of this dream quite well , the non-lucid part. There is a female cop on the run for something that she didn't do. There is a Native American cop like reservation police who is looking for her and feels that she is innocent and wants to help her. He calls out for her as he is standing several feet from his truck and the truck starts rolling away. It rolls over a fence and is heading towards his partner as he runs after it . It knocks his partner in the head with a glancing blow and he falls to the ground but there are more wheels to follow and one runs over his head, gross! I cover my eyes a little bit and now this whole thing is playing out like a movie. The Native American cop witnesses his partner's head being ran over and vomits a bright green fluorescent colored vomit! I think to myself "I didn't need to see that...that didn't need to be part of the movie!" I seem to wonder about the color of the vomit perhaps
semi-lucidly. I feel myself back in bed and there is a heavy weight on top of me. I recognize this feeling and stay calm. I decide that it is a woman on top of me even though she feels more heavy then the average woman. I make a few thrusts upwards in an intercourse motion and I am able to mentally reorient myself to where I am on top of her and fully in the dream. I am on top of a beautiful sexy woman and we proceed to have sex until I fade back to bed. 129

A couple of key points that I noted in my dream journal were that I was staring at the back of my closed eyelids and as images formed I would look past them like the way you might stare off into the distance. It felt like a key to dealing with HI's and dreamlets. This was used in my WILD attempt.

3/27* I wake up from a non lucid dream where I saved a baby but the baby was partly unconscious but the father was already assuming the worst and heartbroken and I could not get him to look at the eye movement of the baby as proof that she would survive. I am able to convince the mother who comes up running. I have this feeling that I was lucid earlier perhaps in the dream before this one and I think was I flying? No I don't think so. And then I remembered it involved having sex with my wife! I remember this while I was reading the above dream in my bedside dream journal! It all started coming back to me! I realize that it is easier to forget a lucid dream especially earlier in the night when you have regular dreams follow it and your recall is not the best. Heck I forget things from waking life. I won't go into full details but someone had just left the room and my wife's mom or my dad I think was the one who just left the room. I feel like I am
probably dreaming but not as sure as usual for some reason and there's also danger of that person coming back in. I do the nose pinch and I can breathe through but I wonder if I really close my nose and I decide to look at my hand and at first I think it looks normal but then I definitely count six fingers. I proceed to have quite a time with my wife and we do a number of things that we don't commonly do and a lot of interesting things happen that don't quite make sense but very enjoyable. I am leaving out the details for obvious reasons but the sexual experience lasted maybe 4 minutes I would say, so not the longest LD. I fade back to bed. 126

One more note of interest to myself at least...the next night waking up on March 30th I had a dream involving something like 40% of the details of my evening out that very night! I usually find that the connections are a little harder to make between the residue and the dream content.

30.03.2014

Persuading a God while He Tries to Kill Me, Balloon Giraffe, Green Squares of Death (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside of an educational facility, and apparently, there’s a news station crew that broadcast that it’s dangerous to try and enter a certain room because criminals are inside of it. I had the intention of going into the office way before this announcement, but now, whatever plans I had were delayed.

The “criminals” come out, and there’s an outbreak. People are screaming, panicking, and running for their lives. I can’t really see the criminals that well, because everything felt like a rushed blur, but the dream shifts to where I eventually get outside.

There’s a balloon giraffe that’s probably 300-500 in the air, and as for the actual height, at least 50 feet or so.

It apparently has the ability to summon large light green squares, and can mentally break them apart into smaller cubes, and they’re all being directed to me. This ends up being a dream where I just run for my life, trying to use whatever I can in the environment while gradually developing an escape plan, other than to wake up.

I can feel my back tingling constantly in this dream, and even though it gets annoying, along with the head pressures, it helps a lot with avoiding the green cubes. I already know I’m at a major disadvantage since the floating giraffe can move about anywhere, and can get a quick aerial view of where I could be at. I couldn’t cover large distances, so my general tactic was to hide in buildings while peeking to see if the giraffe is off looking at me in the other direction.

But it seems that as long as the giraffe can locate me, the green squares’ composition can be manipulated to fit into the tightest corners, and then swoop in to try and inflict damage to me. Speaking for damage, I’m pretty sure I was attacked several times, but I didn’t really feel any pain.

The adrenaline, and other surging tendencies prevented me from noticing this. Maybe I knew it wouldn’t be something as dangerous, but it’s hard to know if I would be aware of that in the circumstance I was in. The giraffe’s composition was nagging, and this made me realize why this giraffe may exist within the dream.

I felt as if I was having to deal with a projection of how I conceptualized someone’s over-inflated ego. And because the visage of the giraffe was stationary, correlating its attacks at me, while it portrays no emotion whatsoever, since it’s a balloon, makes things pretty intimidating.

I speculated on whether or not the same individual I engaged in discussion with in waking life was either a Sociopath to remain calm, and yet still be so aggressive at the same time without even knowing that they’re being so in the first place. Building after building, and crashing into so many random items and resources, I finally get some breathing time.

I took that time to speculate why I haven’t woken up as yet, especially when all the rushed surging of adrenaline was so overwhelming. I guess what helped sustained me within this dream was that I was fluctuating between going into a dream body, and then just viewing what was happening if things were too overwhelming. It’s hard to describe, it’s almost as if I wanted to see how this dream would turn out, despite of its nonsensical nature.

After a while, it seems the giraffe isn’t going to win this hunt, so it decides to turn into what seems to be a godly entity. And I swear he looks exactly like the Advice God meme:

He has a built chest, and is wearing white robes that seem to move around like smoke. He continues to use the green squares, keeping his distance away from me. I continue to play this game of chase and run, realizing that he’s obviously not here to kill me, but rather to intimidate me, and wanting me to respond to his random queries.

But then again, I don’t think it would’ve been wise to stop someone that turns into a giraffe to hunt you down in the first place. I’m now in a building, and I reach the top floor, and it almost feels as if it’s some kind of public school in New York, or some kind of area where there’s mostly dull colored buildings.

The flooring consists of a checkered tiling with dark gold and dark brown, and there’s all sorts of papers and fliers. The entity starts creating winds to swoosh into the area, and now he’s augmented his size so much that I can see his whole eye extend probably up to 20 feet just from me looking at the window. He asks me at some point,

“Why don’t you believe?”

I get confused, trying to strip away the obvious reasons why he would ask me this. After this, I believe I woke up at some point. After going back to sleep, I’m now in a building, except it seems like a mix of a laboratory, and a disco dance floor, exceptt with white tile flooring and walls, and no disco ball. There’s an entity wearing a fancy suit, and had a body composition similar to what you would see in Team Fortress 2’s Spy (never played the game by the way).

Except his suit is black, and he just has an expression, despite wearing a mask, that makes me feel really bad for this guy. I don’t know what it is in particular, but something irks me about him.

I think I was going to declare generalizations on nihilism to him. But what would be the point of telling a spy that his objectives have no inherent meaning?

Get it? Get it? Geeeeeet it? Okay, enough cracking existential nihilism jokes.

After avoiding conversation with the guy, it seems I’m headed for an elevator nearby, and it’s really an open elevator where you can see some of the gears and metal bindings. OH, there was another dream shift before this I think where I'm Roxas, and I'm trying to run away from the giraffe, or the godly entity, can't remember who.

After that, I can’t remember what happens next.

Hmm fell back asleep and had a nicer sort of a lucid, although I'm tempted to call it low-level lucidity since I was so immersed in the dream and yet using dream powers... but the exploration of dream powers was super nice so 8>

Lucid #7 - Condensed Milk Run
Finally a dream with a straightforward title. Guess that means it's one of the more rational ones I've had...

... OR IS IT the dream starts out with my mom, dad, sister, sister's boyfriend, and some stranger and I all eating cake in the 1319 backyard together. The cake itself is so big it's essentially the dinner table, and we're all sitting around it at various spots just eating it with forks.

Unfortunately it's not the best cake ever; whoever made it definitely made an excellent attempt, but we still find fault with it. So Dad tells me to go up the street to the CVS and get some condensed milk.

I'm still sort of lucid so I'm happy to oblige so I can have a chance to try out dream powers; I fly overtop our house, land on the sidewalk, and start to make my way up the street.

I start experimenting with a new way to fly: I hop up in the air, and then sort of skim forward somehow. I'm really moving, and the speed feels great, but as I'm going forward I'm also drifting back down to the ground as well, and finally I land. I decide to try again, this time thinking "What if there was less gravity?" ... now my initial leap carries me a fair bit higher, and I can really feel the weightlessness; I start skimming forward, just as fast as before, and make it all the way up the street. I end up passing the CVS and skid to a stop when I land; it takes me probably like 10 feet to come to a complete stop, and it feels great.

(I love this kind of flying. I think it's the same I did in my dream where I was part of the alien-dinosaur resistance hehehe, I forgot to try to revisit it though. Puttin' that on my dream powers list.)

So I enter the CVS and a clerk helps me find the condensed milk; it's in a fridge just standing by itself against the end of an aisle. He's super helpful and takes out the condensed milk to show it to me. There're two types in a bottle with a wrapper: half of it is mixed with lemon juice, the other half is just regular condensed milk.

By this time I've realized I don't have money to pay for it. Dad completely failed to give me any cash. For a moment, part of my mind reminds me that it's a dream, I can do whatever I want, I could take the condensed milk and leave, nobody would be able to stop me—but that train of thought is utterly overruled by a different decision-maker in my brain. I choose instead to use the psychic poke technique, where I stick two fingers into someone's mind and concentrate on what I want them to believe or do.

So I try it on him, trying to give him the idea that he should just give me the condensed milk for free, as a gift. He seems perturbed by this train of thought. It seems he's pretty dedicated to his job, because the idea doesn't stick the first time. Also, there're four or five people who all seem intent on getting help from him, and they're all just sort of standing by in a semi-circle around him. I have to move somebody out of the way to get up front, close by him again, and I try the psychic poke again.

This time he's slightly more convinced, but before giving the milk to me he decides to do something in the back of the store.

I don't think I was lucid by this time. I remember Mom showing up in the store to tell me about a game I was supposed to play with Ben in the back of the store.

I head back there, go through a door and head up some stairs, and suddenly I'm playing a video game. It's like the video game's world was existing in a 3D space, and I just walked into it and was suddenly playing it.

It was some sort of Final Fantasy fighting game. The characters I remembered were Sephiroth (who I played as/was for a short time, and having that frickin' long sword was awesome), and Cloud/Zack. When you chose to play as Cloud, initially Zack would show up lugging a young, comatose Cloud over his shoulder. I was like "I thought I chose Cloud" but yeah Zack was just there to drop him off. And Cloud would get better and stuff. Like, grow up and turn into normal, Advent Children Cloud. Good times.

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I've gotten into a good habit of thinking about my dream while I'm still waking up, just sort of automatically musing on it and trying to remember it. This time, it took me sort of a while to realize that the dream I was musing on was new, and not just a continuation of the one I'd had a couple hours back. So that was cool.

I presented an excerpt from this dream three days ago in the Task of The Month for March 2014 thread, which, if you're in the right month, you'll notice has won me my luxurious wings. (Though I don't plan on letting a month go by without completing at least one task-of-the-month from now on, so you should probably be seeing wings above my avatar regardless. ) But now, I've gotten around to posting the story of the entire dream from that night, starting from when I turned lucid.

I was in my bedroom. I've noticed that this is a recurring pattern - a lot of my lucid dreams are either triggered when I'm my dream bedroom or I'm immediately transported to my bedroom in the dream after becoming lucid. I never see my body in the bed; but then, I don't look there much. I also have a higher tendency to become lucid in areas in relative proximity to my bedroom and/or my apartment in general, which I suppose makes sense, with me performing reality checks in places I know in real life and spending most of my time and going to bed in my bedroom in general.

Also, most of the time when I become lucid in my bedroom, that bedroom is dark. Either lights-off-and-curtains-drawn-in-the daytime dark, lights-off-and-curtains-drawn-in-the-evening/twilight dark or lights-on-but-fairly-dim dark. In this dream, it was the former of these cases. I didn't bother to turn the lights on.

Side note: Another thing that I've noticed in my lucid dreams - the proper ones that are clear, fairly long and provide me with some degree of control - is that, without me directly thinking about it, my course of action in the given lucid dream will follow the sort of course of action I was thinking about and wanted to undertake that time before I went to sleep. Before 'Flight of the Oneironaut' (a previous dream journal entry of mine), I wanted to have a lucid dream where I explored different dream scenes and did cool things, in contrast to the lucid dream I'd previously had, where I felt that I hadn't done enough. And this is just what ended up happening. I suppose autosuggestion and dream incubation really are important in terms of thinking about how the dream will go!

Before this dream, I instead wanted to spend a long time in one dream scene, not going anywhere and instead just focusing on the lucid dream, working on making the scene as vivid as possible, entering as high a state of consciousness as possible, experimenting with the senses and just taking it all in. However, I also really wanted to complete a task-of-the-month before March 2014 was over. And that's just the course of action I took in this dream.

I looked around and in front of me, mainly to the left side of my room. I looked at the shelves of books that are present above the drawer in my real bedroom and that are the most detail-filled part of my room, hence my wanting to explore it. Another thing that I've noticed in the lucid dreams wherein I'm in my bedroom is that my bedroom is (probably) never actually structured just like my real bedroom and doesn't have the same things in it; but I never notice this until the dream is over. Looking over the books piled up on a low shelf, where my stacks of school notebooks and textbooks should have been instead (my literary works are on the shelf above), I noticed a series of books with imagery focused on blood and bone that were supposedly very grim, warlike and for mature audiences. I remembered that my father had gotten this series for me when I was quite young and the material was clearly too mature for me to handle at that age and that it was fortunate that I had never read that material.

My father had never actually bought me this particular series of books. This was not a literary series that existed in this world; it was a made-up concept by my subconscious. But, despite me being fairly conscious in this lucid dream, that is not something I realised until after I woke up. The dream provided me with false memories. In fact, the idea of this series was based on the fact that my father did provide me with books that were long and mature for my age when I was younger - just not that particular series. I read Ender's Game when I was eleven years old and a giant tome titled 'The Chronicles of Amber' sits upon my second-to-top shelf, untouched for years. This was probably a combination of the two concepts.

I looked around. I touched my surroundings. I touched the wall/closet and tried as well as I could to see what it felt like. The sensation felt quite real. Actually, I spent a lot of time in this dream touching my surroundings, though I don't write about it as thoroughly here. I was really focused on taking in the dream scene and making it as vivid as possible.

And for most of my time in my dream bedroom here, it looked very clear. The visuals looked as clear as real life when I have my glasses on. A bit later, I noticed that the scene was getting a bit less clear - not really blurry but instead about as clear as real life when I don't have my glasses on. So I did my best to ramp the vividness back up.

Then I thought of experimenting with some other senses. I instinctively turned to the air conditioner and tried to see if this would work. I wanted to change the temperature I felt in the dream. So I shouted at my subconscious, as well as I could, "Make the air cool!" Or something along those lines. I heard the air conditioner start working. At first, I didn't feel anything. I moved toward it and stretched my arms out. In a few seconds, I felt a mild rush of coolness touch my hands from that direction. But it wasn't perfect. So I shouted again. "MAKE THE AIR COOL!"

And surely, this time, the dream fully obeyed. The air suddenly felt cool from all directions. It felt. I felt. Genuinely cold. The sensation of cold. Even though my sleeping body wasn't undergoing any external circumstances causing it to be cold, I felt cold. That's the first time I've experimented with that sense in a lucid dream and it was... Well, what can I say? It was pretty cool.

Another thing I wanted to do before this lucid dream was to talk to/meet my subconscious in the form of a dream character (preferably a mirror image of myself). So I tried to go further with commanding my subconscious and shouted, "I want to talk to my subconscious!" Then I turned around to see if there was anyone there. There wasn't. So I turned back and tried again. "I WANT TO TALK TO MY SUBCONSCIOUS!" I turned around. There was still no-one. Nor had I gotten a reply of any kind. I suppose I wasn't well enough into my lucid dreaming yet. Though maybe if I'd persisted further...

After spending some time in my bedroom, I realised that I should do a Task of The Month. So I should get out of my bedroom and go somewhere where there are dream characters. Actually, I'd remembered my objective to do a Task of The Month before that, not long after I became lucid, but I kept putting it off. Yet, at some moment, I said to myself, 'Hey! You've got to do this soon! You don't want to wake up and not have done your lucid task in time, don't you?' So I changed locations. I actually don't remember what the original location that I saw in front of me then was, nor did I will or notice the transition as it happened. But soon into that, I was climbing a tree. As I was climbing it, I focused on how it felt - whether or not it really felt like a tree - and on how it looked and reminded myself that it was a dream and thought of the fact that doing certain things in a lucid dream can boost your consequent ability and/or self-confidence in waking life; and then I wondered about whether or not I was actually making myself more confident or physically capable or anything in waking life by climbing this tree.

When I finished climbing this tree, I stepped on a solid platform. I was in an elevator. One that was going down, I think. Standing in front of me, in the elevator, I saw a gang of thugs. At first it may have been one or two but then it became three. At least one of them was masked and armed and they were threatening my life. Confident in my dream control abilities, I tried to punch one but found that, as was often the case, it wasn't easy moving my body quickly and powerfully in the dream. So I decided to stop focusing on thrashing them through physical force and just imagine that they would die. I had a psychic power that could and would kill them without me needing to move a finger. As my hand was already in motion towards one, I used my fingers to dent his skull and take him through the head. Then I imagined the other two just getting holes in their heads and dropping to the ground. It worked. Everyone dropped to the ground but, as I had a little nib of doubt that I had been able to defeat them that easily, I looked down to the ground and saw one or two of their bodies, in suspended animation, partially projecting and jerking through the elevator floor. It looked extremely video-game-glitch-ish.

I tried to force them all the way down. Then I decided to ignore them. Remembering that I had a lucid task to complete, I decided to get out of the elevator. I escaped through an opening in the walls. It just sort of wound up existing there and it wasn't physically big enough for me to normally fit through it; but I was able to squeeze through with the power of dream control. As I was doing so, I thought of finding a character on the other side of the opening upon whom I could perform Basic Task ii - St. Patrick's Day: Pinch a DC who isn't wearing green. Report his or her reaction. On the other side, there was a well-lit room and I saw a sort of old-looking woman. She was dressed in pink. Nothing too colourful; just a plainly pink shirt and long skirt. She certainly wasn't wearing anything green, so she was the perfect candidate for this lucid task. I ran up to her, got close, hoping that she wouldn't move away, and pinched her in the arm. In response, she simply looked up at me and coldly said, "I don't feel comfortable with you doing that." 'Boy, who knew my dream characters were so chillingly uptight,' I thought? I may have expected her to run away or be angry or ask why I had done that; but this result felt exceedingly unsettling.

I apologised awkwardly to the woman and somehow ended up having dinner with her family - her, her husband and their teenage daughter. I hadn't tasted any of the food and decided to leave the dream scene, as I was no longer getting anything out of it. (If only I'd remembered Basic Task i - Middle Name Pride Day: Ask a DC what his or her middle name is... and that I could have done it on those same people as well...) I got up and went to walk my way to another scene. However, at that moment, my alarm woke me up.

I heard the sound of the alarm going off a moment before the dream ended and I opened my eyes. With the speed and immediacy at which I normally did so, I jumped out of bed and shut it off. Then I made sure to muster as much dream recall as possible and got ready to take on my day at school.

#301 - DILD - 8:29AM

The alarm goes off at 8 and I realize I have had a fair amount of non lucid dreams. My wife gets up to shower and I does back off.

I am looking at my garden and am surprised that my radishes and snow peas have grown so much. It all looks like a dense bush of vegetation. I look around and see that my garden is in the middle of a pasture. I have a large blue Chevy 4x4 truck with off road tires next to me. I get in and do a little mudding.

When I stop, I look at the sky and see a tornado forming in the distance. Having no fear, I take my phone out and do a Snapchat video. I say, "Ooooh a tornado... OH SHIT!" I realize the tornado is doing massive damage on the ground. Worst of all, it heading my direction. Power lines are sparking and trees are being ripped out of the ground. I quickly save the video and run to the truck. When I look again the tornado has turned and passed.

I look at another less stormy part of the sky and see a bright daytime meteorite streaking past leaving a smoke trail. As I stare at it, it splits into three parts. I see a young preteen boy and girl wandering the field and I drive over to them. We have some dialogue and I give them a ride.

As we are driving, I tell them all about the tornado, my snapchatting and the meteorite. I say, "Two really amazing things happened to me today." I begin to wonder at the odds of this happening and notice that I the truck is not driving on a rode anymore. We are flying over a foggy lake with mountains in the distance. This triggers lucidity.

Even-though the view is amazing the dream goes dark and I feel that I am waking. This time I refuse to wake up and keep my eyes closes. I reach and grab and focus on seeing images. Some strong HI forms. For an instant I am in the clouds. Then I see a ring of brown M&M's in front of me. I reach for it. Now I am in an empty commercial airplane with purple seats. I play leap frog over each one until I face plant.

Now I am standing in some office building. The dream is stable but I can still hear the box fan. I do my best to ignore it and continue on. I remember that my goal this time was to be taken in a tornado. I realize I missed my chance and desperately look for a way outside. I make my way through amaze of rooms. At one point I come to a dead end and use TK to cleanly split open a yellow wall only to find a red wall behind it. I open several walls at a high speed until it looks like elevator doors opening. I suddenly enter void and stop for a second. My vision clears and I think that I must have gone too fast for the dream and sometimes slow is better. I turn left down a hallway and enter an office at the end. There is a man in a suit sitting in a desk. I ask him where the exit is. He points to a open door. When I get near it is half the size it should be. I stoop down and kick out a window only to enter another hallway. I down down a bit and find a door. This time I focus on it leading outside. There is only white void. I back out, close the door, and slowly try again. White void. The third time did it but I find myself in a familiar looking bathroom that ends with a tub and shower. I am completely frustrated now and my emotion carries out of the dream.

#300 - DILD - 6:22AM

I find myself wandering in an office. Something triggers lucidity. There is an extremely attractive brunette that looks a lot like my wife. I make out with her and have a fair amount of sexy time with her. I'll spare you the details.

I am fooled by a FA and realize I have been pelvic thrusting in my sleep. I worry that I woke my wife and I turn over to look. She is on her phone and is excited she got an email from her boss. Something about her being back in town and now she can get migraine meds from her. I try to guess the name of it. Adrafinil? Modafinil? Melatonin? She laughs and says something about those being drugs from my world.

#299 - DILD - 5:28

I am laying bed messaging Wurlman on my laptop. A random video of my talking pops up on screen and think its delayed because I just said this a few minutes ago. I am not sure how I set this up or what program I am using. I have a hard time telling what I am typing but the computer suddenly reboots. I text something to Wurlman on my phone. When the computer starts back up it is some hacked version of Windows. There is something like Japanese words and speech then some dubstep music interwoven with some meditation music. The effect is enjoyable. I opening something on laptop but the screen wont say up and when it closes it reboots and I have to watch the Japanese boot screen again. As I wait in-between reboots I look and see the bedroom door is open. A young version of my nephew Grant comes in the room and stares at me. I say hi but he just stares at me. I think something is wrong about his appearance. I see my sister and mom talking and am a little annoyed that my family is just walking in my house. As I mess with the laptop screen, I notice the screen is also pliable and wavy like paper. I try to text Wurlman again but my phone is now off. Frustrated, I turn it on and wait for it to boot up. I take a moment and close my eyes and think.

Suddenly, it dawns on me that I must be dreaming. I say it out loud believing it as I get up and wander into the living room. It's now dark and I have a hard time seeing. At one point I feel like I have my eyes physically wide open. I see some strange light lines on the floor but dismiss it as my physical eyes seeing something. I let it go and head outside.

The storm door hits something and I see a crazy wolf-man trying to get at me. I have no emotion about this and calmly step around him. He becomes interested in something on the porch and starts pawing and sniffing at it. Halfway into my front yard, I turn to look and he hasn't noticed me. I turn to the street and see two bicycles. One red and one black.

I hop on the black one and petal down the street. I see that light again on my shirt out of my bottom vision. I reach up and assuming it was my phone from earlier. Still confused that it might be a waking life image, I grab it thinking I am moving my physical body, and put the phone beside me. I still see a glow and have to move the phone behind me. All the while I feel a sense of duality. One version of me in bed and the other pedaling along on a bike. This seems to be too much and the dream goes completely dark now.

I continue on my bike still very much attached to physical sensation. After a moment my vision completely clears and I find myself on a new street in my neighborhood. As I ride along I notice the bike chain keeps hanging in a certain spot and it's slightly annoying. I see some other bikers up ahead and I try to go at a super speed to meet them but it doesn't work. Some of the cyclist turn off and when I get to the intersection there are multiple bicycles hanging like in a store but I can't see the racks. A woman passes by on the other side and I swoop under the bikes to meet her.

I become distracted by an older, yet attractive woman standing in the street examining a flowing bush. On a mischievous whim, I mess with her by touching her inner thigh and poking a finger into her butt. She's clothed in a pair of jeans and blouse and totally ignores me and has no reaction to what I am doing.

#298 - DILD - 4:20AM & 4:22AM

I had another good run with G and Menthol. 5 in a morning isn't bad at all, but the first LD was an immediate awakening so I'll only be counting 4. Still it was a whole lot of dreaming with multiple NLD's as well.

Someone from work is giving me a ride home. We talk about the house I live in (does not match waking life). We pass the house and have to turn around. I tell her there are two houses she could stop at but she chooses the first one. I get out of the car and feel funny. Actually, dizzy and sick (reflects wbtb). I wonder if the galantamine made me sick this time, but I think there's no way. I start wondering how long it has even been since I took it. I realize I must be dreaming but the dream crashes right away and I wake up.

I am a little confused looking at the time of DJ entry on my device. It seems that I either entered two dreams after a single awakening or I hit the next LD really quickly. Its also possible I opened the next entry right after I typed the first, giving it an incorrect time stamp. Surely, the next LD was longer than 2 minutes. Hmm.

I fail my WILD and have an FA. I hear the alarm go off. My wife jumps up and turns the alarm off. I see this around 2:30 in the morning. She says she's going to work at 3AM. This takes me by surprise and I know this has to be total BS. I become overly angry and we have a huge argument. I say some rude things that aren't worth mentioning.

I hear our son crying and suppose someone needs to check on him. As I start to get up, I hear thunder and strong wind outside. I look out the window and see all the siding has been ripped off the neighbor's house. I sit up a little more and see part of a tree branch has busted our storm window but hasn't penetrated the inner window. I say something about how I am surprised we never woke up from the noise. I tell my wife that I must be dreaming, but don't follow the thought through.

I decide to get up and take a look outside. When I get to the living room, I see several windows have busted. There is water and tree debris on the floor. I can' t understand how we slept through all of this so I do a quick nose plug. I become lucid when I blow through. I do a subtle dismissal gesture with my hand and step out of the destroyed living room into a restored version closer to waking life.

I see a small child about the age and size of my son running around. The only light in the room is coming from the TV. I play with the child some, but quickly realize it's not my son. I turn away and see some black and white mvoie on the screen. I remember my TV teleport goal.

I begin by pushing both hands into the screen. When both hands are to mid-forearm, I put my head in, and make a swimming motion to pull the rest of myself in. I become surrounded in a white void. I wait a moment, willing an image to form. When nothing happens, I back out for fear of crashing the dream. As I do, I keep a strong image of the living room in my mind.

I land on my back and stand up noting the feel of the hardwood on my hands. The child walks to me and I get an idea. I pick her up and decide to teleport her into the TV. I put both her feet in much the same way I did with my hands, then shove her all the way in.

The TV shows something like a commercial. The child is standing in the middle of a man and woman and holding both their hands. It's a close face shot of the child so I never see the faces of the other two dream characters. I notice she now has an old fashioned bonnet on that I find amusing. I wave at her and when she notices me, she begins crying. I feel bad so I quickly reach in and take her out. I briefly consider using this as a method of summoning in the future. When I set the child down again, she coos and laughs, looking content once again.

sleepyyy

This one was lucid but Imma be relatively brief writing it out 'cause first of all it was long as crap and secondly it was sort of
... off.

But y'know I did get SOME things done so let's see here.

Lucid #6 - Various Dream Powers Aw Yee
The whole dream was centered in 1319 but with a great deal of frickin' random, off-the-wall weirdness and so many different things happening so quickly that it was just incredibly difficult to keep track. For example, there was

- a segment about my brother and I back when we were young/living in 1319/being homeschooled
- a segment where a few others and I were fighting something that could totally bean us with these green spiky projectiles that we had to throw back, and our best hope was the white-haired girl with the tweezers who could pick them up before they exploded
- a short bit afterward where I had to fix the swollen lumps that I'd gotten from a couple projectile blows (and it was super icky, don't ask)
- a segment where I and some others encountered a sort of tribe living in a nearby 1319 house
- a segment where we were shipping pizzas "downstream" but there was no stream
- a segment where an anthropomorphic cat was trying to do the right thing but just ended up getting totally screwed over but continued to cling to her hopefulness (had to do with the tribe as well)
- something about me having some nasty, jaded little comrade, and for some reason we were quite close by necessity,

and then I guess I finally got lucid. Not that weird stuff stopped happening, because weird stuff continued to happen almost immediately.

I was standing on the 1319 back porch at night, and there'd been snow recently. It looked pretty great. I once again had the realization that I was dreaming, though there didn't seem to be any conscious rationalization involved. It was like, once even the flicker of "I could be dreaming" appeared in my head, it slid naturally into place because it made perfect sense. Also things were, once again, a bit fuzzy and dark and "dreamish".

So I went down the stairs and crossed the alley to the houses back there so I could fly up onto one. As I did that I had the stupidest spontaneous thought I've probably ever had in my life, which was something like "Demons, help me fly", and I noticed that my flaps (because I always fly by using my arms as wings) were now more powerful. This lasted about three flaps and fifteen feet, and then there was a green flash and I was boosted another five feet, and it felt like I hit my head on something. Strange. I had by this time grown fully uncomfortable with my earlier train of thought, and proceeded to fly the rest of the way "myself". >:U

So then I was on a snow-covered roof just kinda chillin', not sure what to do. Kept heading in that direction with a (maybe false) memory of how the street in that direction would look, and stumbled upon a parade with a literally larger-than-life Beyonce as the main performer AND the person the parade was for. So I guess it was sort of a moving Beyonce concert. There were colorful shops and junk to either side of the street, plenty of neon lights creating a festive air. Woo.

I remembered one of my dream power intentions, walked up behind a dude in the parade, stuck two fingers into his mind and convinced him I was an opponent. At this point either a second version of him jumped out from in front of him or from inside him or maybe it was just some dude who'd been directly in front of him and looked a lot like him who'd accidentally got my transmission. Either way he whirled to face me and pulled out a black handgun, and I had a good time wrestling it from him before (I think) shooting him with it and then immediately losing track of it. Nobody around us paid the slightest attention.

Beyonce had by this time managed to climb up onto the glass display of a nearby open-air sort of shop selling baked goods (with, I noted, a fairly liberal amount of dead bugs around them, as though the shop had had to fix an infestation), and I had decided to try my two-finger mind-control technique again (or idk it needs a FAR better name). I walked up to a dude who was sort of off to the side staring longingly at her from a distance, stuck two fingers in his mind, and told him he was in love with her. He immediately moved forward, climbed up onto the display case, and started making out with her. She was cool with it. It was like it was all part of the show.

Not sure what happened then. I DO recall at one point thinking that my lucid dreams last pretty long (a guy in the Skype Dream Views chat was hearing about another lucid I'd had and said 10 minutes was a pretty good length for a lucid and some part of my brain was like "OH YEAH WELL I'll show you grrrr" or whatever), or that I stay lucid pretty long. I even looked over at my bedside clock for confirmation (in the dream) and saw that it was 5:something AM, which apparently meant that an hour had passed since I'd become lucid, which I'm pretty sure meant that I definitively have no ability to track time in a dream. Bummer.

Then there was a bit where I crawled through a bunch of objects. I wanted to get back to the 1319 house and apparently the best way to do that was by going through a junk-filled tunnel that would open out back onto the alley. It being filled with junk, though, I decided to try phasing through it.

At this point, as though to distance myself from the discomfort of crawling along blind through a bunch of objects (I was ghosting through 'em but still) with the uncomfortable though that a random can might get lodged in my kidney, I switched to a sort of third person perspective. It was almost like the sequence wasn't really happening because I seemed to just be sort of imagining and narrating it. But it was, because next thing I'd phased through basically half a house and was back on the outside, in the alley. Neato.

Think I lost some lucidity; then there was more stuff about my small, unwholesome companion, and then some stuff about super cute kids, and then I woke up. Like seriously I can't be bothered to try to write this all out, especially since my mindset during the whole dream was sort of off and strange and not all there. So oh well. 8>

Journal Entry Lucid #16 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: I went to sleep wanting a LD but without forcing it. I laid in what the Tibetans call "lions position". I didn't fall asleep for a while and I had other dreams and brief awakenings.

Dream fragment 2 from 3:20am-6:00am"":
I was playing on some game in my dream, suppose to be a virtual reality game. I put my hand out and I touched this 2in in diameter. I tried pulling it but it was strong. I kept trying and it was painful. I thought pain is like an illusion and I pulled it out. It felt like a dream I thought.

I realized it was a dream. I see my mother next to me atop a of a building. She mocked me, as usual, and said, "Oh so you are in a dream, well then have fun". She tried to distract me, but I left. I jumped from the building to another. I kind of lost control but not lucidity. I see a women jumping as well. I became her them back to me then her. I no longer had a real body. This guy started fighting with me. I was lucid without control. I didn't like it. I willed myself to control. I felt my body about to awaken. I started rubbing my hands. No use I still feel my body about to awaken. I became desperate. I started touching the red brick wall. I remembered what I wanted to do: telekinesis. I then see graffiti on the wall. It was a women. I started following the image and she was running and new painting was being animated when she kept running. At the edge of the wall she made a right turn. I turned around and I see this cartoony place. I was at my old elementary school, Rosa Parks Elementary. I saw pictures of Rosa Parks and other black people. I see them looking at me. I started to cry because I thought I have forgotten about my childhood, but here it is. A voice says with power, "the test was to see if they could get rid of your childhood". I replied no they cannot. I was so relieved and happy and crying. I saw this text that read something like, "Mothers of the Earth offer...", I agreed with it as well.

I see these guys, children walk to the pictures and one guy throws food at the picture. I thought how disrespectful. I became angry. I stopped on of the food in flight. He said. "dam I missed". One said, "what if he is here". The other one said, "no he is gone". It seemed as though they couldn't see me. That is when I realized I could have been a child that died at the school a long time ago. He kept throwing fruits on wall. I grabbed it. I wanted to throw it back at him, but I decided not to. The fat guy says again, " I missed". I thanked my dream for leading me to such a cherished time and experience. I wanted to do the task I set out for: telekinesis, but I felt satisfied and without wanting, I awoken. I woke up feeling satisfied as if something resolved itself.

When I was a child I had an after school teacher who told me that I would not amount to anything. That I couldn't even graduate middle school. It stuck around and I thought of myself as an idiot in elementary. This dream may have closed some old wounds regarding that, I don't know.

Journal Entry Lucid #15 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: WBTB. I watched the Thor movie. I did some RC while watching it.

Dream fragment 2 from 3:20am-5:00am"":
To simply put I was hanging out with Loki, he was doing some mischief. I woke up and I was on a couch realized I was dreaming. The dream was fading. I was in the void. I was very tired. I kept rubbing my hands so I won't disconnect from the dream. I gave out, so exhausted from the night that I just wanted to rest and not resist the whole time.