lucid

Technique i used in achieving lucidity in this dream is one i came up with but it's very similiar to WBTB-Wake Back To Bed
Set up alarm to wake up at 3:15am,try to sleep at least 4 hours when you wake up at that time stay up for 30 minutes to 1 hour and focus on dreaming and becoming lucid.
You will eventually go to sleep and most likely realize that you are dreaming waking up in the middle of night has the best chances of becoming lucid in a dream.
NON LUCID , LUCID
Okay time for my lucid experience from last night:
-I am at my house but there is no one in there but my dream wife i am about to marry she is actually someone i know in real life.
-I walk around the house and see her and realize that she is about to be my wife, in the meantime we kiss and have romantic sex.
-After the sex i realize i might be dreaming and i do some reality checks everything seems fine i check my fingers i turn on the light it works.
-I do one more reality check and that's when i became lucid in the dream i look at the clock its 5:30pm i look away its 7:49 and i realize im dreaming.
-At this point im fully lucid and in full control of the dream i tell my wife FUCK YES FINALLY FULLY LUCID she wierdly stops like she is a robot that ran out of battery.
-I close my eyes and teleport to a boat full of beautiful women and i have some fun with them,after that i teleport back to my house and go out in the street.
-I'm like let's do something fun tried flying didn't really work out, tried being invisible didn't work and i think well let's do something that is actually possible in real life.
-I walk through the street and see some people i think about getting a crowbar to rob them magically a crowbar appears in my hand and i massacre like 30 people.
-I'm like hmm what next i tried getting a jetpack didn't really work out then i'm like let's teleport back to the boat with the women so i'm back at the yacht.
-While i was on yacht i shoot some women some i forced to have sex with me and some i throwed of board i had so much fun and i started trying to teleport back to home.
-That does not work out very well and i end up in a volcano and i burn to death,at that point i wake up and my dream ends.

NOTES:

-This was one of my most memorable dreams i ever had in my life it was very vivid and dream recall was amazing.
-When i woke up i didn't know if i was dreaming or waking up in another lucid dream scene, that's how much it was vivid.
-This dream seemed like it lasted for ages but it was actually from 3:30am to 7:00am.
-Try this technique i guarantee after you get used to this technique you will have lucid dreams every 2nd night.

Night of March 27, 2014. Thursday.



I am wandering about in an unknown neighborhood (possibly in late afternoon); could be either the USA or Australia, though it is probably meant to be the USA as there is snow about, and the weather would be correct if assuming Wisconsin.

I move my hand over a green picket fence and then a mailbox for some reason (the metal type with a semicircular top). The mailbox seems familiar and possibly to a house of someone I know - but not familiar in afterthought. After a time, I notice that I have the power to make snow and ice over everything. The sound as the power unfolds is very similar to the sound of a boot crunching into new deep snow. I soon notice that the entire left side of the street is a wall of snow and ice with the mailbox just slightly protruding to indicate any sign of man-made aspects ever having been there at all. Eventually, the right side also becomes a wall of snow in a sort of blissful, pleasing awareness.

However, I soon notice that I am walking through a long perfectly round tunnel seemingly made entirely of snow but with a small shallow stream moving through the lower arc just up to my ankles. I guess I made the entire region into being covered completely with snow. I feel very happy. As I have said in the past, snow and ice is one of the most ecstatic and stimulating dream features. Over time, I feel so blissed-out and ecstatic, I simply fall down into the welcoming coldness, with sensations of “melting skin” causing “sweet” body-wide sensations.

After a few minutes, I feel myself being dragged face-down through the cool shallow water. There is an (unknown) girl on each side holding onto each of my arms pulling me along. They are both wearing elaborate golden jewelry in several forms, including large earrings and bracelets and even a collar. I feel slightly embarrassed, mainly because I do not quite know what to say or how to address them. Instead, I mostly just make stupid vocal sounds and comments like “Wherem I goin’?” (instead of the more logical “Where are you taking me?”). Being dragged through the ice like this is almost unbearably pleasant. It is almost close to (but not as intense or fifty-percent unpleasant) as the “painful” feelings in dreams where I walk on train-tracks and become overly aware of the bizarre sensations in the bottoms of my feet - or walk barefoot in the streets at night during a heavier cool rain (in dreams only).

Over time, we enter a large room. For a time, I see a shadow of who I perceive to be my wife (who eventually stands), but she has the associations of a late 1940s “jungle girl/queen/goddess” comic book (I even sense a leopard and a torch on each side of her throne). She is sitting on a throne which at first looks like an intricate and high-backed park bench but which has spirals and spiderweb-like patterns going about the area from it. The area is like some sort of domed cave but with a modern feel, somehow, perhaps man-made. The patterns actually change as I am trying to focus, in breathtakingly beautiful ways.

Over time, I notice a large tornado. However, the tornado is made of variously-colored lines and turns into a “Spirograph” tornado and is mostly nonthreatening. It morphs through various swirling three-dimensional Spirograph designs as I watch and begin to “float”.

My lucid dream starting like many of my dreams lately, with me standing up with some effort. I thought I was dreaming, but I also thought I might be actually standing up IRL (which ~has~ happened to me before!), but I quickly realized I was dreaming. I walked around to find somewhere. No one else was around. At one point I turned a few corners and ended up at like a dead end. I stared at the wall and just stared, and that made me feel like it was going to make me lose lucidity, so then I walked away and relaxed my focus and that seemed to help. At one point I meandered into a room where there was a bed (I had been seeking) and it looked like there was a naked man in it, but the scene did not last long enough to be specific.

Later and lucid I completed a DreamViews Task of the Month. In my dream, I saw this lady walking at a distance and I shouted over to her, "WHAT IS YOUR MIDDLE NAME", but we were too far to hear each other, but as she drew closer (we were kinda going parallel but converging), I asked again, and she said Judith. Then, a couple other dream characters showed up and it seemed like I was gonna get a line of DCs all wanting to tell me their middle names! but I wasn't actually even told another one.

Later, and less lucid but still aware of the context, I remembered feeling like I was in a cramped space with rowdy people, and so I didn't feel exactly safe or at ease, kinda like a tailed animal around a lot of feet and legs.

Someone took a dump on my dream recall.

I am in this absolutely beautiful area where there are these houses built by these massive red rock spires. It seems like a city built in the middle of the desert. There are orchards and farm fields everywhere. Presence is explaining to me that the people here rely on wells to irrigate their crops.
I encounter an elderly man who is sitting in a rocker outside of one of the houses. It is a beautiful white concrete mansion with a waterfall running out from underneath. Looked like FLW's falling water. There is an orange orchard around his home. The man is in some kind of trouble with the police. He does something that causes me to transport to a new world.

I am the Avatar now, and am supposed to know how to bend all four elements. Right now, I am working with some company to build a statue of the past Avatar. The crew wants me to use my Metalbending to help them touch up the face. By the way, this is a big statue, like fifty feet tall. They fly me up to it in a Helicopter.
I end up messing up the eyes and nose pretty bad, and end up doing something to "reset" and start over.

I am in some grocery store with two friends. I notice that there is a flood of water coming out from beneath one of the shelves. I examine more closely and find out that there is in fact a gutter in the roof that is emptying behind the shelves.
I climb up the shelves. No water is coming out at the moment but there is a sticky note by the gutter that I am assuming was written by some construction/maintenance guy. It's saying that no water should be coming out of the gutter.
Then I realize there is more water about to come out. I look up the gutter and see the water coming. I decide to blow on the water and I freeze it into ice moments before it pours onto the floor of the shopping center. Wohoo! Made Ice!

I am in the parking lot outside the grocery store. They have a brick parking lot rather than paved. I decide to see if I can earthbend with these bricks. I cannot.

I met some dream character who's name was Rusty. He was a man in his mid-20's with long blonde hair. He partakes in some kind of extreme diving and fishing sport.

I become properly lucid by doing a nose-pinch reality check. I was still in the general area of the grocery store. There was a road running by the coast, and several long wooden docks stretching out over the ocean. It was dark at this time, nighttime. Normally, I don't like to lucid at nighttime, but I didn't think to reposition the sun.
I see the cars driving by on the road and decide to see what will happen if one of them hits me. Will I die? Will I be hurt at all?
I walk into the road and stare at a car. I kneel down and hold out my arms ready for the car to hit me and to embrace the feeling. But the dream character stops and opens his window. He asks me why I'm doing that in the middle of the road.
I let him drive past and try with a few more dream characters. I cannot get these guys to hit me. Eventually, I manage to jump in front of a character and have their headlight hit me in the hand as they passed by at 30+ mph. I broke their headlight. The character stopped and backed up and asked if I was OK.
I looked at my hand. There was a big piece of headlight glass lodged in my palm. I couldn't feel any pain, but I pulled it out and the cut healed completely in like a second.
I decided to try destroying the dream world. I picked up a car with telekinesis, and threw it into the ocean. I ended up destroying a wooden boat dock.
I now began walking down the road, punching through the hoods of cars and pushing them off the road.
I got to the end of the road, where it curved away from the coastline. I looked back at the destruction and decided to try and fix it. I looked at the wooden docks and then looked away.
"Restore Docks"
I look back, all of the docks are fixed. I look away from the cars.
"Restore Cars"
All of the cars are fixed. I turn away again.
"Restore Citizens"
All of the dream characters appear back in their cars and start driving around.
Rusty comes back along and tells me that this is the end of the dream. I lose the dream and just see the words "The End" in my vision.
I appear on this beach momentarily before the dream ends. Rusty is there sitting in a beach chair. He asks me why I always seem to stick around after the dream is over.
I wake up.

These are dreams from the past couple days. Because getting on the internet is a pain right now, I wrote what I could recall in here.

Too Many Cats
I come home and I see that there are six cats in the living room. I see that there are even more cats all through the house. I run into my mom who says that she has decided to become a cat hoarder.

Publisher

In WL, I recently wrote an autobiography cataloging everything that happened to me up until the end of high school. It contained many personal things that I never wanted other people to see.
My parents had just sent this off to a publisher and collected a large check, about $1500 on the counter. There was also a bill showing that they had spent the money on expensive wines.
Okay, I don't care less about what they spent the money on, but the autobiography I wrote contained a lot of personal information, and it should not have been published. I get very angry and trash my own home.

Cosmic Forest Fire

Now onto the good stuff. I am flying through space, getting some guided tour of the galaxy from what I have been noticing more and more, the "presence" in my dreams. It flies me past a large blue star that is surrounded by this disc of gas and dust. The star looks beautiful and very realistic.
We fly past that to another white star. And (enter dream logic) the star is shaped like a skull rather than just a ball. This was a really interesting and strange sight. There is also a large disc of white clouds around it. The presence flies me toward the clouds and deposits me on them.
As it turns out, I am in a very strange, interesting world. The skull-shaped star is the source of heat and light and the entire ring of gas and dust is the world. Most of it is white, and the white gas turns out to be snow when you actually get closer to it.
I was cold, so I tried to make a fire with some spare wood laying around. There were actually small clusters of pine trees all around. I got a fire started, god help me how. But the fire quickly spread and started burning down all of the trees.
The presence took me out of that location and left me at my house. My parents were there and they were scolding me for starting a cosmic forest fire. After a minute, I started to realize how absolutely ridiculous the situation was. I didn't make it to full-fledged lucidity before I woke up.

Car Chase
Me and two friends are chasing a large truck through a city. We are driving a black corvette. I try to open the door and jump from the corvette onto the truck, but the truck turns away down a side street at the last minute.
I get lucid at somepoint after that, but the dream falls into chaos. I am in some large red cave looking through a satchel full of weapons. I then walk around on stilts in an attempt to fly. I feel like there was much more to this than I can recall right now.

I didn't really have any special parts to my dream, but I did become lucid at one point, but I didn't do anything afterwards really other than fly. Sorry, I'll try to be more exciting in the future. It's just been a real struggle getting back into frequent lucid dreaming due to the stress of school. Over the summer I was almost back in business, but then school came along. So hopefully, I'll get back into the swing of things soon. This was my second lucid in two nights, so I'm pretty happy actually!

These are some quick recaps, mainly for my records but anyone is welcome to read. LD on 3/22 was interesting in that it was in one of those late dreams where my awareness usually starts to dip again and it did feel like one of those dreams but I managed to become lucid. The next two LDs were interesting in that they both had to do with my path/orientation in the dream and that they were recognizable as dream scenarios (general dream signs). I attribute this to my awareness work where I retrace my steps during the day with a view from the outside of myself and then from within where I am self aware in a more recent tweak to my perspective that involves noticing something you don't normally notice like the way that you normally don't see your nose (it blends into your view but is visible if you look for it) and to my review of specific and general dream signs. I feel like there is a shift in the way that I am becoming lucid lately. I am hopeful that it is becoming more natural and/or that I am solidifying neural pathways to easier lucidity (neuroplasticity I am hoping). I guess we will see. It also seems like I am having more awareness in dreams where I don't quite become lucid. I am recognizing DC's of people I know or knew IWL that I never think about and perhaps were always there but just didn't have the awareness to make the connection?? I don't know.

Quick Takes:

3/22 DILD: in an American style football game I played the first 3 downs in the quarterback position starting from the 20 yard line and there was a dirty play against me in the last down that made me realize that this was a dream and how I was just in bed trying to WILD. I thought it would be fun to throw off the helmet of the dirty player and start whacking him and did. After a number of whacks I am just laying on the playing field feeling tired and from there I faded back to bed. 123

3/23 DILD: I am looking for this woman I saw earlier and make my way outside and I notice that I lost my way and the path looks quite different from before and I am not progressing forward normally/~slow motion. I realize that I am dreaming and realize that I can just fly out of here but the dream still wants some control and I start flying backwards and just go with it and it allows me to start flying normally again up and away but then again the dream wants control and leaves me drifting towards space but I am not worried, I have been there and love it and it stops again and I end up on a very tall building. I think about jumping but I am wondering if that might send me into the void so I look at the building next to me and decide to do some Spiderman swings upwards and over to various buildings with what seems more like rope than web. I feel like a child again. I fly some more before what I assume was an FA. 124

3/25 DILD: I am on a porch talking to an old co-worker (N) and we see a group of guys go by and one of them looks like Tom Petty but then it is as if we just saw that on a tv screen or something and I ask something like "since when is Tom Petty on that show?" She said "Oh you didn't know" and I figured out we were talking about 2 different shows and the one she mentioned was a reality show involving fighting. I get the idea that the fighters in the show are coming for me and it is time to get out of there. Now no one is around and the area looks a little different like I don't know my way and all of this feels like a dream scenario, okay yes well I can just fly out of this confusion so I do and the flight serves as my RC. I fly down and around looking for the fighters planning on showing them a thing or two before either losing lucidity, waking up, maybe had an FA on this one as well. 125

After few non-lucid fragments (one interesting one involving a woman and a mythical being something like a bird and something like a qilin, and his 'missing part', which is in the form of another person this woman knows; otherwise dull), my memory picks up in a scene where I'm already semi-lucid (I'm controlling my surroundings and aware that this control is due to it being a dream, but otherwise have fairly low awareness and mostly go along with the dream storyline). I'm walking through a park with another man, while watching someone I think of as a killer, and I mentally push him toward his next target. However, at the moment I expect him to take out a knife, instead he puts his arm around his target's shoulders and hands him a cigarette.

The killer, the target, and the man I'm walking with are all smoking. I take the cigarette from the man I'm walking with, intending to smoke it myself, but I find the dream won't allow it: first I'm holding nothing, it's back in that man's hand; then when I focus I find I can put it to my mouth and feel the physical pressure of it, but it doesn't resemble smoking. I've had similar problems before, when I deliberately focus on improving the realism of some complex physical sensation, and instead only wind up feeling the sense of pressure accurately, nothing else. I then focus on breath instead of on the cigarette itself, and something interesting happens. I have the impression I can control my surroundings far more easily by working in rhythm with my breathing.

My memory's vague for the next two scenes, while I was focusing on breath - I saw this as a great development. (Dream logic inspired by meditation, maybe. There's no reason I should be breathing in a dream at all. I wonder whether I was actually in the same rhythm as my sleeping body's breath or not.) First I saw something like a shadow play, where the figures moved in rhythm with my breathing, under my control. Then I was walking through halls and passing people who appear to be from America of about 200 years ago, all of whom I find vaguely unpleasant; I still had the impression that I was successfully controlling something through breath in this scene.

I wound up in a room where several people are sitting around a round table, and they call me and someone with me to join them. I start to sit down and an old woman stops me, points me to a different chair. To my left is a man holding what I think at first is a young boy. When I get another look at it, it has the face of an old man, and one of his eyes is that of a cat. This is all very unpleasant. I recognize him as my own cat, S., and I believe he's somehow sick. (S. died a long time ago, but I didn't remember this at the time.) We put him on the table, now in the form of a human-sized cat, and I chant a healing spell over him, mentioning a goddess, exerting dream control. Objects rise off the table and hover in the air, and the other people around the table join in, though by just chanting 'heal!' over and over again. I woke up while listening to them chant.

Dream
Lucidity
False Awakening


I was having a firefight with some terrorists and I was killing them with a desert eagle that had a laser on it. I remember doing parkour and fighting some hobo calling me a fag before that. I was then with C. Alexander and some black girls watching something on world war 2. I remember saying Germany was not as bad as Japan. Alexander and I then laid together and her grandma got mad so I grabbed my stuff and left for the airport to catch my flight. I missed the exit so I took the next one. I was on a hill and there were a lot of buildings and roads that curved a lot. I got mad because the layout of the parking lot was stupid so I woke up. I had a false awakening. I couldn't move my head and when I tried, I could only move it a little bit. I told myself to wake up again and I did, but it was another false awakening. I did a reality check of my hand and part of it was transparent and would appear and reappear and I went lucid. I got excited and noticed my dream ending. I tried to dream spin but couldn't. I woke up again. This time I was pretty sure it was a real awakening and was started to get scared but upon counting my fingers, I realized I wasn't and I became lucid again.
With my right arm, I grabbed my head and pulled it up, making it possible for me to move it again. As I was getting up, I felt as if my mind was rising, maybe I was having an OBE. I looked at the bed to see if my body was still there but it wasn't. Everything felt so real. My objective for my next lucid dream was to explore the dream scene. I was in my room and went to the kitchen, where a purple desk with a fluffly white and beige cat was sitting on. In the living room was a blue sofa and a white cat sitting on top of it. I was going to ask what they represented but then remembered my other objective: Ask my dream to show my dream guide. I faced the door and said "I want to see my dream guide." I turned around and noticed a radio. That couldn't be it. I turned around again and said "When I turn around, I went her, my dream guide, or him to be right behind me!" As I was saying it, I heard a female voice behind me. I turned around and there was a speaker and a vacuum. I was confused why I would have objects instead of a person. I also had a headphone hanging on my left shoulder. Static was coming through it. I knelt down and asked: "So which one of you is my dream guide?" I heard static and murmurs coming from my headphone. I asked again. "Which one of you is my dream guide?" Suddenly, I hear 2 or more girls say "You are!" at the same time. I know they're saying that I am my dream guide. I rose and repeated "I am..." to not forget what happened, I decided to wake up. I told myself "I need to wake up", and I woke up to the waking world.

This lucid is from the morning of 3/24/2014. Still going for Task of the Year!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #195: Indoor Gardening

I’m working in a busy office setting with my friend “Leroy”. The very popular manager of the office has just been fired and everyone’s gathered to hear a speech from some stuffed shirt corporate guy explaining why this was done.

“Losing a beloved manager is like losing a friend,” says the generic corporate guy.

Leroy farts loudly. I laugh, then turn to him and say, “I’m not sure how many friends you’ll have if you keep doing that.” He doesn’t seem to realize I’m joking and looks hurt. Now I feel sort of bad. I assume he’s sensitive because we just lost our manager.

As the corporate guy drones on and on, I start feeling very stressed. I realize that I’m late for an orchestra concert I’m supposed to be performing in. I sneak out of the meeting, looking for the auditorium. I walk down a long, carpeted hallway and find the auditorium doors on my left. When I step inside, I see that it looks more like a movie theater. I get a sense of how odd this all is and I’m enormously relieved when I realize that I’m dreaming.

The scene rapidly begins to fade, so I rub my hands together and run back and forth across the front of the theater. It takes a moment, but after maybe 3 or 4 trips from one end of the theater to the other, the visuals all come back.

The theater is large but there are only five seats right next to each other. I recognize one of the theatergoers as my friend “SKR”, but hers is the only familiar face. SKR seems to be looking for something under her seat so I decide not to just focus on tasks rather than trying to communicate.

I start going for Jack and the Beanstalk Task of the Year. I perform a behind-the-back summon of seeds, and my hand comes back with little nuggets attached to long wisps of cotton. I just go ahead like this is good enough and start digging into the floor. The concrete floor scoops easily aside, leaving a nice, shallow hole for the seeds. I stuff them into the dirt, cover it back over, and start looking for my beanstalk to grow.

The shoots start emerging, but when they get to be about 4-5 inches long, they flop over onto their side on the floor. I tug at them a bit but they just feel like limp, frayed green carpet. I give them a tug and try to imagine them shooting skyward, but I’m not able to get tons of energy behind this thought.

Now I see Wife walking in through the doors of the theater. There’s a sensation that’s sort of like waking up and then I find myself in my in-laws’ house. I “realize” that all of what I just experienced took place inside Unreal Engine 4 and I’ve now returned to the real world.

Wife gives me a stern look. “Do you have anything you should be telling me?”

I sheepishly admit that I skipped out on playing in my orchestra concert so that I could have a lucid dream. She gives a serious nod and walks away. I’m glad she’s not too pissed off about this. The dream ends...

3.24.14 Monday

Last night sleep 10pm- 7:40am.

Layed on sofa to WILD at 9am, with 8mgs of GM and 900mgs of Choline.

I got relaxed pretty fast and started getting static soon after. I felt top back of my head being active. I was lucid, and I stayed lucid for next 2 hrs, with one short break. Even when i wasn't lucid, I was asking myself "wow, am I not lucid anymore, it sure feels like I'm dreaming" and I checked my fingers and sure enough, I got lucid.

I don't think I had a dream ready for me from the beginning, because I felt like I'm in a dream, but there was nothing. Went back to transition, back to the dream, but there was nothig still.

Then I ended up in a town with yellows and blues. There was a fair, people eating outside, having fun, but nothing was happening. I wanted to go somplace else. I tried flying, but it didn't work. I tried different mental methods. Then I thought I'll fly up to the rocky, partially snowy hills behind the town. I was able to fly there, or more like skimming the surface.

I circled back to the same town. I was up for some excitement. Wanted to be chased, or in a battle. So I did "when I turn back, there will be a military camp". But nothing.

Bunch of transitions, non lucids in which I realized I'm dreaming, DEILDs, that seemingly stretched forever. I was even asking myself, how come I didn't wake up yet. Not even that woke me up. I was askin someone if my eyes are opened.

I remembered what OpheliaBlue said the other day, how she was looking for hell through the opening she made in her floor. So I thought that would be exciting and made an opening in the wall by pushing my hands through like when you swimm, then pushing my hands to the sides. I got sucked in, and tried to move there, but it was like in liquid rubber. Hard to move, so as I was in laying down position, I just paddled a bit, then got tired of it.

Did it with numerous guys, and by myself. Very realistic, I was able to tell the size of guys "equipment". I could swear I was using my real hands, but I wasn't. That was a surprise.

I finally ended up in a chase scenario. Nothing serious, just some scientists chasing me, low key. I'm running through a building and get out. Now I feel like I should really get away, but it was still a game.

I exit into a dark courtyard. It's narrow, with very tall walls, only a narrow slice of skies is visible. The walls are sculpted with some figures. The are tall as the walls are. (They look like spaceships in necromancer movie). Built into the walls are spaceships. They kinda turn into the wall and out of it, so people get get in. Somebody is tired of the slow process and speeds it up. Now I notice there are people hanging on to the walls about half way up. Passengers, or refugees. Now I see 2 people entering the courtyard looking for me. I'm thinking it's good that the launch sequence was sped up.

There was lots more, lotls of little transitions into nothing, return to transition and back again.

Lots of fun. Thank you, subC, thank you my higher self. Come again

I'm in school. There's no teacher so we are talking and making noise. I notice something strange and gain lucidity.

Okay, let's examine the landscape. There're some awesome paintings on the wall, it would be awesome to go there. I told myself a couple of times before doing anything that I am dreaming, stabilize the dream to make sure that I don't lose it and then prepare myself mentally to go into the painting of somewhere I just can't remember now. It was beautiful though. I start to run and get ready to cross the painting and appear in that place. I just hit the wall and nothing else happens. Let's try again, I tell myself trying not to have any doubt. Fail again.

A friend of mine appears from who-knows-where and tell me that she knows better how to do that, as 'she has experience doing that'. What the hell, I think, let's see what does she do. She chooses a painting but it had a big snake and some other weird creatures which I prefer not to meet. I show her the painting and she takes a sit. She extends her arms and put them on the painting. The part of the painting where her hands are standing starts to vibrate and 'flow', like it is liquid. Her arms cross the painting and appear on the other side, within it. Holy fuck, I think, that's awesome.

At this point I think I lose lucidity and entered into another dream.

I was with my entire class again, but we were in some strange place, dark and unconfortable. I was doing something, like some sort of painting with little brown balls and sticks. They smelled of cinnamon. A friend of mine was laughing at me I don't remember why. The teacher started yelling at us for going out or something. I wake up.

I was in the basement of a big house in the mountains, laying down with some girl. She suddenly disappeared and I became fully lucid. I floated through the wall and up into the sky. It was almost pitch black outside, no stars or moon. So I waited for the sun to come up and it started to, slowly. I flew towards it as it began to illuminate the landscape with that early morning glow. A small lake came into view and I swooped down and grabbed a fish out of the water then dropped it back in before landing on the shore.

There were these two Chinese guys that were standing out there like they were confused or something. I thought it would be fun to use them to form an RPG group. So I went over and claimed them as group members in my FF7 game formation. We started to battle monsters and level up while I would sing that battle song from FF7. Eventually during our travels we came across a super market. We went inside and this clerk was being a real dick of a DC and wanted to see their passports. So I magically pulled them out of my back pockets, he was satisfied. As we walked away I stole a bunch of candy and ate it while we walked to the other side of the store to get out. In the parking lot there was a car that I wanted to get into but one of the DCs really wanted to drive and he got into the driver seat immediately. I tried to make another driver wheel form on my side but it wasn't happening. I thought, okay just don't get us into a crash. Woke up because I had to pee really badly. One strange thing I remember about this dream is that it started to fall apart several times but each time I did no stabilization, I simply waited for the dream to become more stable before performing anymore actions and it always re-stabilized.

This was another mountain dream, but I was with another girl that was from France. We were jogging along the road for a long time when I realized, damn I can really run far and not feel tired or winded or anything. That made me lucid and I took this beautiful girl DC and we went up a hillside and eventually came to a SNL set. After watching a skit I decided to join the cast and mess with them a little bit. I saw next to Kenan Thompson and tried to convince a DC that I had magical powers. I turned his skin super white and then super dark, but the DC said it was just fancy makeup. So I changed his eye color from brown to blue to green and the DC said, "Ha, you can't trick me! Those are fancy lenses". This DC was clearly too clever so I gave up on him and performed in a skit. After the skit I summoned Jennifer Aniston. But I transformed her into the young Jennifer Aniston from the beginning of Friends. Damnnn she was hot. I gently kissed her, teasing to build up tension and then a passionate release. She was probably one of the best dream character kissers that I have come across. The show ended and everybody got up to leave, but I didn't want the fun to end so I took off Jennifer's clothes and bent her over but my dick wouldn't fit inside her I hate when that happens. Then I woke up. I left a ton out because I don't feel like writing it all but these lucid dreams in total lasted over 6 hours, it was glorious.

Time to log a dream at the best time to log one: after you've woken up from it! Sadly, this dream is still incredibly lost in my memory...

I dream some friends and myself are all hanging out somewhere, when suddenly, our friend gets kidnapped by someone. Luckily all of us manage to catch a really good sight of the culprit. So now, this begins the desperate search for our friend. I actually don't know any of these people who are with me IRL, but oh well.

And so the search begins, and we begin going around the city looking. One day I my car to go get gas at the local gas station, and I go inside to get a snack or something. When I enter, I immediately see something that is out of place. There is a closed laptop laying down on the ground in the middle of the place.

I walk over and I pick up the laptop and open it. On the inside there is paper covering over the keys and screen, as if it's a new laptop(even though laptops don't have that IRL). I close the laptop and look around to see if anyone is looking at me. No one is, so I tuck the laptop under my arm and walk out to my car. I sit down and open it and remove the sticky paper covering and turn the laptop. I really do need a new laptop...so why not.

At that moment I think about it, and realize something. That laptop was there for a reason...for me. The laptop home screen comes on now, and there is a picture of our friend in custody on the screen. Oh fuck! The background now changes to another picture of her in her ties. This was no doubt to have been a set up.

One of my friends now gets into the car randomly. She is a girl with curly blonde hair who I don't know in real life. She asks about the laptop, and I show her the background. Now if I could make a side, I'd like to say how awesome ADA is, and the attention to detail it brings into your dreams. The reason I say this, is because the laptop actually goes to sleep after not being used for awhile.

Anyway, I continue on and explain the pictures more. We recognize the location, and we decide to go and save our friend. The strange thing though is that this too seems like a set up. Perhaps a challenge to us to save our friend. He wants to see what we can do. Well then sir...challenge accepted!

We gather all of our friends, and then some(we have some people I'm friends with IRL now). We drive through to city towards our location, and I suggest we rent guns for our mission, but I'm turned down. I don't recall the reason, but someone explains why we shouldn't. We stop in a quite ghetto-looking place and start walking around. One friend discovers some vents in the ground that could get us to the place we're looking for quicker. So, we all follow her and go down several different ventilation shafts. They're all dusty and gross too, especially the last one.

I climb out of the last shaft and surface outside in the dark alleyway. Two friends are already there, and there is a stranger talking to them. I already find this to be very sketchy, and so I shout at the man. He turns and says something I don't recall and runs off.
"You'd better run you fucking wigger!" I shout after him. LOL

However, I now recognize who that "wigger" is as he runs down an alleyway. It was the God damned kidnapper! SHIT! I now call after my friends and then I run after the bastard. I quickly catch up with him in a small lit up room and I confront him. We have some dialogue I don't recall sadly, but the dialogue quickly turns into a full on fight. Me and him start going at it, and I'm actually winning, which surprises me. But things soon turn around into his own favor.

The kidnapper now pulls out multiple different knives and begins to swing at me. He quickly manages to stab me several times with his arsenal of knives, and I actually feel pain, despite this being a dream. I could compare the pain to getting my tattoo IRL, so in other words, it really fucking hurt. He now draws out three blades between his fingers on both hands. I look up in pain, and I'm pissed.
"Come on you pussy!" I taunt. "Fight me like a man you Wolverine look in' mother-fucker!"

Surely enough, he comes at me and stabs me again, leaving the nearly ten blades in my body, and he runs off. As he runs away I can begin to hear the sound of police sirens, meaning he's gonna be screwed now! I muster up just enough strength, and I pull myself up to my feet and go outside. The sun has come up now, and the criminal is still at large.

I look around and see nearly thirty dead police officers laying on the ground. Now if I can mention ADA's attention to detail again, I lost my glasses in the struggle, and now I actually have blurry vision because I have no glasses. That's a really cool realistic detail that resulted from ADA. Anyway, I see the kidnapper is making his way for the woods to escape now, but I won't let that happen.

I now pull a Mosin-Nagant off of a dead officer...huh, weird weapon for a police officer to have. A WWII Soviet rifle...? Anyway, I lift up the rifle and aim, but my vision makes things a little difficult. More police now arrive and the scene, and I begin firing shots at the assailant. I miss every shot and then have to reload. I look around and pick up another magazine for the rifle and load it in. I look back and see that the police have captured him now. I'm glad they did, and I sigh in relief.

My friends now gather around me, and they don't seem the least bit concerned about the almost ten knives in my body. One of them hands me glasses, and I put them on. I aim down the gun and I have precision again, so that's good. But I'm beginning to question reality, and I do a reality check. I plug my nose, and I'm breathing through it still. I'm still doubtful, so I look at my hands, and I have extra fingers. So I become lucid, and I hold my rifle. I explain the whole fight and everything to everyone, and then I go on my merry way.

After that I just kind of explore around, not doing too much interesting sadly. I completely forget about the TOTM, and just explore around until I awake.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) An incredible coincidence happens in Riverstone's life, which makes him aware of a mistake he was about to make and puts him on a path that is extremely favourable to him. He makes a comment like he is thankful for the path correction but wondering how many sentient beings will suffer in consequence. I don't understand wht he means and he explains his view that karma balance is in pyramidal hierarchy. The more merits you accumulate the better karma you have but the universe has to balance it by distributing equal ammount of bad karma to those with no merits. "I find that hard to accept. Is karma like entrophy? So what happens when you accumulate endless merits and you tend towards budhahood? The rest of the world plunges into darkness, so you can get enlightened. And then what? Big bang happens?" He just points out that I should see how the beings who are close to enlightnement, magically don't need to worry anymore about providing for themselves, there's always people attending to their needs and that gives them more freedom to meditate and pursue liberation, like in a positive feedback loop.(...)

(...) A lost man appears at my front door, asking for a place to spend the night. I let him in, he seems harmless. But later on I think he kidnaps me, because there's a gap in my memory and I end up at some place where they seem to be making experiments with humans andhibridation with something else. I watch a baby being born and starting to talk soon after and growing up in one day the equivalent to at least 5 years.
I wake up and start writing down this dream, just to realize I'm still dreaming.
Next thing I am trying to escape this place, it's a complex labyrinthic building. They don't lock me up, they just keep me in some living area where others like me are kept to do a seemingly normal life until whatever.
I find Zilla and some other girl I know among them. I tell them I found a small hatch under some stairs in a discrete place where few people go and invite them to try to escape with me through there. They accept to take a peak. I go inside and find a tunnel that opens up like a funnel and seems like a promising getaway route. But when it's their turn, someone else passes by and they just run away. I decide to go alone and see where it leads.
I find myself in a different area, where other people are confined, most of them of african descent. I am welcomed by a group of Angolans and one big lady shows surprise when I tell her my name. She says she has a notebook, where she rights down information she gets in her dreams and that recently she dreamt of a girl with my name. I get half lucid, not entirely aware I'm dreaming, but very much focused and I can clearly read from her notebook and even when I look at different times, the information on it does not change.
She shows me the page and it adds up. She wrote my name, my approx. weight in kgs (60), my height in feet (5.4) - and I just had to check online how much that is in meters, cause I use metric system - my day and month of birth and... the date of my death! I was shocked, because it is 14 June 2014. I turn to her "That's just a little more than a couple of months away! It can't be!". She says " I don't make the rules, I just get the information". "So, I do I die?". And she touches me and I have a vision of an accident, some heavy metal piece falling from a scaffold over my head. There is only one thing that does not add up, the year of birth: she wrote 1964 and that is more than 15 years before I was born. I tell her that maybe it's not me, but someone else with my name and older than me. She says, her visions are not always 100% spot on and some numbers might get confused, but if every other number is right, there's good chance it is me.
So, obviously, I'll avoid any construction site and scaffolds around that day!