lucid

ok so this was my first lucid dream. when it started i immediately knew what was going on so i tried to stay calm but i was like OH YEAH TIME TO HAVE SOME FUN so i tried to fly (which worked) and flew around until i found some big war going on so i turned invisible (i had a lot of control in the dream) and watched for a while. But when they ordered nukes i lost it, i got VERY VERY ANGRY and was suddenly covered by a ticklish feeling, my hair stood on end and i was surrounded by a bursting yellow aura plus i was visible again. i immediately knew that i had transformed into a super saiyan from dragonball z and i blasted the commander of the side that had ordered the nuke with a Kamehameha and then i landed and finished him off by punching him so hard that i think his neck broke. i just couldn't stand there and let him nuke innocent civilians (it was in a big city, now that i think about it i think it was new York)
but then i powered down from super saiyan and turned to speak to the other army but i was sucked through the floor into utter blackness and i was like what the hell so i tried to go ssj again but it dint work so i was really freaked out and was like but then i reached out and pushed back my bedclothes revealing to me that the bump i had felt in the dream as a fell through the floor was actually me falling off my bed. so that's where it ended, hope you enjoyed my story.

Shit, it's almost 8 AM and I'm still in bed. A friend of mine is yelling at me for no reason, ''what the hell is she doing here at 8 AM?''. I get out of bed and start to organize the books I need for today. ''It's 8:06, I'm so late''.
''What are you still doing here? Get out, I've to go to school! - I say going downstairs.'' I go to the kitchen to drink something and look the watch again. ''Still 8:06? Weird, but perfect''. ''Hey wait, this may be a dream''.
I do a RC by counting my fingers and I have 6 in each hand, okay, I'm dreaming.

I stabilize the dream by touching everything to make sure that it doesn't fade away. I start saying out loud: ''Dream's representative! I need to talk with you!''. After walking a little in my house I go into the living room and see him there, in the sofa, reading some papers. I examine him; he's an old man, with a majestic moustache and a strong voice. ''Are you the representative?'' - I ask him. Yes, he answers to me while he gives me his hand.
I take a sit and start touching the sofa to make sure I don't lose lucidity.
''Why don't you have facial hair?''. I start laughing out loud. ''Why the hell is he asking me that?''. ''Uhm, I don't know, I simply don't have it naturally''. He starts thinking and I get impressed by how real everything is. After meditating my question, I ask it.

''What can you tell me about me and this dream world?''. He starts to stroke his moustache and when he's about to say something, I wake up.

So I had an unexpected lucid after expecting it to happen during the night and giving up.

I was in my room and all of a sudden I realized I was dreaming. I don't remember the very first beginning of the dream. I was like 'Oh man this can't be a dream, it's too real to be a dream' but I did a RC to just be sure of it and Whops! How the hell?...
I felt the need to do something, and I felt my body taking off and I did a little flight towards the door. I opened it and went downstairs. 'What should I do?!' I went to the bathroom and thought 'Okay I'm going to try to go to another place' so I thought of this place I was so anxious to see, an endless green field with just an enormous tree and an electric sky full of planets and stars. I thought of it, expected it to appear and then opened the bathroom door. Nothing, it didn't work. So I tried again. 'Okay, when I open the door it will be there'. I opened it a second time and nothing. This time it was not the same bathroom, but some big public hot springs. 'Fuck this!'

I went to the living room and thought 'Okay, I'll try to summon a friend of mine', so I thought of him and expected him to be there watching the TV. I opened the door and he appeared. Not only him but two copies of him. 'The hell did I do...?' I wanted to talk to him but he was way too rude. So I disturbed the hell out of him and then woke up. Fuck you dream character.

After this I woke up into another dream and told a friend of mine that I just had had lucid. I did a RC but it failed, so the dream just went on for a while and then I woke up.

Haven’t been interested in recalling dreams to extensive detail, except for a few that were just too overwhelming and crazy to generalize.

124+ Lucid dreams since the time I joined this site. Of course, with the other 1,022+ dream sets I’ve made, if I took time to see where I could’ve been lucid, the number would be much higher. Maybe there could’ve been more in the 2,000-3,000 dreams from 2011 to early 2014 recalled; the exact number of dreams recalled is still unknown seeing how I had different formats of clunking several dreams into one entry compared to the separate entries I’m doing on a separate program, and then combining it to as few entries on this site as possible. But by that point, it would just be a bias and problematic wondering how I would become aware of my existence in the dreaming state. Oh well, we all have to start somewhere.

It’s amazing how putting in a lot of hours within a few weeks that I did for image streaming last year would make dream recall easier. It’s just a matter of actually caring to have unwavering acknowledgement of all dreams, nonsensical, hidden with deep symbolism, or actually a potential to relate to helping quotidian lifestyles in waking life.

It’s hard being busy with the streaming of inspirations in my head in waking life, and wanting to do the same in the dreaming state. I think I prefer the former since there always seems to be a direction to go to fortunately.

To anyone that seems to have episodic struggles with lucid dreaming attempts: Persevere with your shittiness until you get good at it. It’s a constant struggle that you’ll just have to accept every now and then. If I couldn’t find some way to reduce how I react in the cluster of dreams filled with a myriad of emotions, or some inspiration to animate them, I highly doubt I would have any more incentive to recall them.

30.01.2014

Public Shower with Women (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

• Outside in public shower near a pool I guess
• At least three females diagonally front of me
• They're wearing bras and panties only
• One wears a light sky blue bra and panty
• I'm pause for a moment, and then wake up.

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30.01.2014

Riding a School Bus to Catch a Missed School Bus (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yeah, that's pretty much it. It took a while before I decided to give up after doing something futile where I didn't even know the location of the school I was supposed to go to.

31.01.2014

Kingdom Hearts Themed Island? (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I know for the time being is that the island I was residing in the dream was related to Kingdom Hearts in some way. I don't know, it's just what's initially showing up in my mind.

I did all sorts of random things with dream characters, but I can't remember any significant or memorable moments. It had that weird feeling of accepting the illusion of comfort in a confined island, similar to what I'm sure the main characters had during their childhood.

03.02.2014

Clipboard of Teleportation & Wanting to Take a Photograph with Victoria (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside of a store that looks a lot like the H-E-B within my area in waking life. Apparently, I have a job in this dream, though I’m not sure what it is I’m doing specifically. I’m wearing a red polo shirt, seeing how that would be one of the default colors to wear along with some colored dress pants.

I’m holding a clipboard which I believe also had the color of red, and there’s paper attached under the clip. There’s a square that’s split into a series of smaller squares that are numbered.

05.02.2014

Petting a Horse/Dog Hybrid (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm petting a horse/dog hybrid that's vanilla colored.

I'm petting it, and then I move around the environment without any kind of indicator if I'm in a body or not. I seem to be able to go through walls, and I see a few wolves that are inside a dark area. They have yellow eyes, and have a mix of brown and black fur.

They seem to be friendly.

06.02.2014

Walking on Sand (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

>Walking on sand
>Entities that looked like they were lost and trying to find somewhere to go surround me
>I have to walk behind them and keep walking to convince them to move forward and being purified
>One of them transforms into an older man holding a brown folder, or binder

07.02.2014

Petting a Cat & Backing Up A Vehicle (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

>Petting a cat, enjoying experiencing the sensation of petting it

>Backing up a vehicle that I thought was a Blazer, ends up being a motorcycle

15.02.2014

Running Away From Robert Knepper & Prison (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m on the run, and it seems I’m helping some prisoners escape while trying to elude Robert Knepper. His hairstyle is similar to his role as T-Bag in Prison Break in Season 4 most specifically. I’m not too sure on what his overall composition was, but it seems he was shifting from a human body to something like a large insect composition.

I’m wearing an outfit similar to what Michael Scofield wore in Season 4 of Prison Break, except the sweater probably has a darker hue from this:

The closest I can associate to this transient form of is U3 from Resident Evil 4, except this time the overall color for the bottom region is a mix of brown and a few overlays of red, and other warm colors.

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Spoiler for u3:

Now, all that really mattered to me was making sure I kept moving forward, and that the prisoners I was saving can get out safely. I believe it was two females, or one female and a female, or maybe three individuals that I’m saving, but I’m not too sure because of the cluster of adrenaline and fear surging through my dream body.

My initial presumption was that I’m escorting Michelle Obama, and one of her daughters, or Obama and Michelle. Whatever the case, it seems that I keep implying that I’m saving them within the dream, but the more I try to avoid Knepper, the less I see the presumed dream characters. It’s really dark outside, and it doesn’t seem that I have to worry about security, light towers, or anything that would require systematic planning, or contingencies at all.

I noticed that I’m going through a cyclical process of running for a few times within the dream. It starts out with heading for a slope, and having to go upwards. The hill itself consists of brown dirt with a few rocky substances here and there, and there’s a set of light gray cemented stairs on my right that I can take to skip the grind work of going up the hill.

I take the opportunity, while constantly being weary of how Knepper may be close to chopping my body in half, to jump abnormally to skip a few steps of the stairs, and eventually reach the apex of the hill. I look down, and turn my head to the left to find a small house that I can go to that seems to lead to path of other houses that could be used as a shortcut, and give me more stalling time from Knepper.

17.02.2014

Shooting Arrows at Large White Monster (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Feels like I'm playing an MMORPG, and I have a Ranger role where I can shoot arrows that have a dark blue arrowhead with a light sky blue aura surrounding the tip.

There's a huge white whale like creature, or seal like creature that's coming after me. I click on the creature with a mouse click I'm presuming, and the character starts shooting arrows rapidly at it.

It seems the creature is pretty close to potentially eating the character, but I can't recall what happened next.

21.02.2014

Finger Gets Shot & Golden Retriever (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, and the dream characters, despite of not seeing them clearly

Running away, ran for a mile, came back to house, had to go up stairs

Open door, relative is there, golden retriverer barking at me at front door, but not biting me

He gets out of the house and pushes a lady that was with a guy.

Tells them to get out, closes the door, he goes back in, I do too, he gets mad, waves gun, I stay near door, back to door, sitting down telling him not to shoot, hands up, he shoots one of my finger, or fingernail


Reverts back to normal

28.02.2014

Someone is Kidnapped (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

>Someone is kidnapped, and I'm apparently trying to save them, even though I don't know who it is I'm after

>I'm listening to someone that seems to be the one taking the person hostage

>They're instructing me to do all sorts of things

>Relatives are suddenly involved in helping me out

>White SUV is being driven by a relative, never seen him ride one before of that color

>Female relative ends up going to clinic to get a prescription that's important for complying with the kidnapper's demands

>Dream shifts to where I'm at a docking area of some sort

>I head to a shed, and before I enter, I see a green frog outside

>I decided to play around with it, and started to throw it up a bit

>Then I went back to focusing in entering the shed

>Two floor panels near the entrance, I only step on one

>Open door

>Kidnapper, that sounds like an old and cerebral female, tells me I made the wrong move

>Apparently I wasn't allowed to get anyone to help me to comply with her demands

>Dream shifts to where I'm reading a manga that looks like Naruto Shippuden

>I see Kakashi, Obito, and Rin in their childhood years

>Kakashi and Rin are side by side, Obito is on the opposite side

>Someone is holding Obito's head as his body slowly elevates from being picked up

>Obito's head comes off, and only his scalp and hair remains within the person's grasp

>Kakashi and Rin freak out


>I can't take this dream anymore

04.03.2014

Peter Bergman, Running Away From Bombing, and Lady in Red Gives Up On Wedding (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Things start out at a luxurious hotel, and it takes a while before I realize that I’m dreaming. Some dream characters that come to mind is one that looked like Peter Bergman from the Young and the Restless:

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Along with Joshua Morrow as well:

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The latter doesn’t seem to show up until later on in the dream, but I’m quite confused on when he does arrive.

I honestly saw this dream as so nonsensical (and the ones a few days before it), that it wasn’t really enticing enough for me to type it down. So my memory is going to be a bit patchy due to wanting to forget this altogether.

The hotel room itself was comfortable enough for a gregarious conversation with the dream characters, and it also felt as if we were on the higher floor as well. I couldn’t make out the actual conversations streaming through, but it seems there’s a scheme to bomb part of the hotel apparently. I can’t recall how I specifically reacted, but I felt things were going to get intense very quickly.

Joshua Morrow comes in at some point, and I believe he’s wearing a brown jacket with some milky light brown fur around the collar, along with wearing regular denim blue jeans. He has his hairstyle groomed and gelled up:

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The dream overall has this celestial, blurry, and slightly dark overlay to it. It clearly made it prevalent that this was a dream, and it almost felt like the kind of atmospheric overlay you’d see at sunset, or something like that. While the dream characters are having a conversation over whatever, it seems that Peter Bergman has a control switch in his left hand. It’s a typical black box with a red button, and other small buttons in there as well.

He becomes impatient, and wants to click the switch now, which basically blows up everything within the room. No damages are done to me, him, and any other dream character that happened to be there. But my instinct was to run away before something more catastrophic would occur. Panic initiates, and I feel that somewhere during the run, I glanced over the window, and saw that people were already forming groups outside to see what was happening.

Joshua Morrow plays a significant role in this part to some extent, but my memory is kind of horrible at this point for what he really helped out on. All I could presume is that he helped me find a way for shortcuts to reduce suspicion from others that I, or anyone else in that same hotel room were advocates of the bombing event.

After this, the dream shifts, and despite of the inconsistency of the next dream, I felt this one had some correlation with the previous. Simply because the atmospheric overlay was the same, and my emotions at the time still had a high sense of adrenaline and fear of trying to escape from something.

I’m riding a motorcycle, and I’m driving parallel to someone that’s riding a motorcycle as well. The freeway we’re on is pretty spacious, though the perspective and perception is clearly abnormal. What seems to be large in front of us takes quite a while before it gets smaller. During this ride, I felt as if I was experiencing another virtual reality where an Asian female wearing a red dress wants to propose to me.

Her visage mixes around for a bit, and one was similar to someone in waking life. The moment I saw her face, I was questioning why she would want to propose to me when she’s already in a relationship in waking life. Maybe she wanted me to be the man of honor, but her expression clearly wasn’t one that was friendly, it was more sexual than needed.

Then her visage shifts around with other relative Asian facial compositions, and the shape shifting dream character looks more like she’s in her late 20s to early 30s. For the top section of her long red dress, there’s an “X” format of cloth wrapped around her breast region.

Snap back to the motorcycle riding, and I’m asking the dream character, who I can’t really see too well, on why she would propose, or want me to marry her. Whatever the dream character stated, it eventually ended the conversation, and it seems my reaction to it was that my concern was resolved in some way. Apparently, we were on our way to talk to that same Asian female, and once we met her, she called the wedding off.

I can’t remember anything else after that.

One dream I remember, I was hiding in a shady motel while being chased by criminals. I realized I was dreaming, and decided it would be fun to change gender to fool my foes. My form changed from the male I am into a very sly woman with long black beautiful hair, and a subtle complex darkness to her, like she had a mysterious history. It was very interesting, I put a hoody on and went out into the rainy afternoon. I felt the world looking at me as a female, and I looked back as one too. It felt completely different and alien to how feeling male feels, like I not only changed in appearance but also mind state, kind of like I felt completely female as I walked down the street. I got some complements on my long black hair, and felt like I was blushing from the males giving me the complements, thing is in real life I have no desires to be female or would blush from guys giving my hair complements I wonder how my mind nailed so perfectly the identity of a "mysterious" woman it was uncanny and completely natural during that dream.

I just don't know, what to make of it - so again I get lucid - I notice I dream out of nowhere - and again I run into toiletory problems..
That while not practising toilet-visit-initiated RCs any more for a long while..

It was so - I stand inside something like a big garage - get lucid - but don't bother to first of all sort my mind out for further sensible proceedings - no.
I think instantly, that I want a spaceship to abduct me, start getting the garage more into a hangar and open the hangar door with my mind with the firm expectation, to see a spaceship outside.

It was all darkish and there was something more like a tank - at least it was green - na well.
Then it comes again - I absolutely have to go to the toilet - but I do remember, that I can just go ahead and do that, if I don't manage to get over this stupid phenomenon in a dream.
No problem for the bedding - it has been tried.

So and then I somehow loose coherence with the narrative - could be because with giving in to something rather not so overly meta-conscious - I literally lost it.

I must have entered the not really yet convincing space-ship-tank, got to some upper department, hid away lying on my back in a coffin-small space.
This unlikely facility finally provided me with a means to reach the illusory but enormously relieving feeling of dream-peeing.
But - one could have predicted it - not dreaming me obviously - this wasn't entirely adequate a means.

Dripping on metal gave me away - it was a real tank by then - and a quite unfriendly soldier started knocking from outside.
At least everybody seemed to be militarily on one side - so nobody shot me - but they really were not pleased at all.

It turned out, what the whole scope of the problem was, when somebody dripping and quite annoyed clambered out of a lower department, proclaiming I had ruined a secret military operation by wetting him.
He even had a moustache.
And I keep reading here, that gravity doesn't work in dreams!?
And why did I have to go up somewhere in the first place anyway?



What is this all about suddenly??
This definitively can't go on like this!

Journal Entry Lucid #12 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: I got up around 1:22 and I studied for my chemistry exam. I don't remember thinking about LD. Around 3:45am I got up and went to my room. I listened to some music and I just tried to enjoy the moment. (I did not listen to any Robert Monroe recording because I wasn't aiming to become Lucid.) I told myself don't care about having a LD, just go to sleep and try and remember some dreams. I went to sleep very hungry.

Dream fragment 2 from 4:10am-4:46am" Family's Support and Mewtwo's Cry":
I remember walking around my neighborhood stores. I was eating food with my friend TO, and my teacher. I came back home and I saw my parents come out of the car. My neighbor who didn't look like himself was driving the car. After he parked it, I helped them get the food out the car. I saw a machine that takes the food to my neighbor's house. It went across the beautiful green grass they had. I turn and I see giraffes and antelopes in our hard. They were fighting with each other it was crazy.

I woke up because of my hunger. I felt sad and angry that I woke up. I thought oh man I am going to have a hard time going back to sleep now. I thought for a second about a video I watched, he said to be happy in every thing that you are doing and do it out of love. I manged to ignore my stomach and I laid down laughing about something. The dream happen within seconds maybe.

I think it was just me talking to myself in my imagination at first. Enjoying the time, but it quickly became a disturbing conversation. [COLOR="#0000FF"]I found myself in church having a conversation with this man and BE, old friend. I saw this guy in front of me and he is telling me if I leave, we will fight. He is going crazy yelling at me. I looked at him at peace filled with no emotions of anger like I usually do. I thought this doesn't make sense. I told my self to move to make sure I wasn't imagining it. I managed to move.

Family's Support: I then had the thought this is a dream why haven't I done anything yet. I started acting casual about it and I walked in middle of the room. I started rubbing my hands because I felt like the dream was on the verge of ending. I looked around to make sure it was a dream and not some extreme visualization. I looked at the kids in the room they were running around playing tag without me thinking about it. As I was about to walk out of the room the guy followed me, he said I am getting weak, BE said the same thing. I felt a little weak but I was excited. I kept going I saw some food, I told them to eat some food. I picked it up it was a pink cookie thing it had a taste of donut. I knew I fell asleep hungry and my physical body can't be tricked for long. I told them hey look at this.

I stopped rubbing my hands and I flew up to the ceiling with ease. The church people started gasping and looking at me like I was a monster. I thought about how it felt, this particular flight. It felt like someone picking me up. I didn't feel in control anymore, my legs started rising above me making my head upside down. I thought ok I will work with this. I started swinging my legs to get a circular motion going. I felt nauseous at first but then I could control my whole body now. I stopped my body and landed. My grandmother wasn't as protective anymore, she trusted me. She told me that the church people are not ready to accept me, (I guess a LDer), they seemed to be convinced thought that it was real life. I started to fly again and I was about to try and go through the door, phase. I bumped into it and it changed my direction of flight. My uncle opened the door for me and he said, "go fly, go up, go high". I saw a beautiful horizon, purple and blue with a blend of orange. I don't know how to describe it really. The dream then froze like a computer screen. I couldn't move the body that I see, everything remained motionless. I then entered the VOID.

Mewtwo's Cry: It was pitch dark but I knew that the dream didn't end. I started rubbing my hands. I let go off my lucidity, I let my thought wonder, but I caught it right away. A dream started to form. I see a wasteland, ugly looking thing. I see Mewtwo from Pokemon, my favorite Pokemon when I was a kid. I thought wow dreams could get random. I thought am I going to be mewtwoI started getting closer to it. It was flying around the dystopic landscape. I became him. I then started rubbing my new hands. It was white and I had those three little fingers that Mewtwo had. The sensation though still felt like five fingers. I could still fly too. I kept flying. I saw a lot of legendary Pokemons. They were flying, running and jumping around, attacking each other. Some shooting beam out of their mouths at each other. I said to them, "we should not fight with each other..." (I don't remember exactly what I said after wards but I know it has something to do with the corruption of lords and how we should not follow them). I then stopped mid flight and I pointed both my fingers side ways. I saw my chest as I was doing this and I saw the armor that Mewtwo had, the dream was so consistent. After I put my hand out to the side I made a purple enegry beam that exploded and woke me up.

Became lucid by: DILD

I had the most amazing dream. I was in a relationship with a wonderful younger guy. He has 2 younger boys. He was so sweet and caring towards me through out the whole dream. I didn't want it to stop. The dream was very vivid and lasted for a long time..

This is very puzzling to me because I am not in a relationship nor do I have any intentions of being in a relationship. There is so much going on in my life with my job, building an online business, taking an online course and self healing/ spiritual expansion.
I have no time for anyone new in my life, and I don't want a relationship with someone who has younger kids, mine are all grown up, the youngest being 22.

Recently I have begun doing deep meditation, and am wondering if this is the reason for the dream. Could it be a premonition or my subconscious trying to show me what I am longing to eventually find.

No supplements.

Bed: 1015

I woke from this lucid around 130, pretty early for me to have one. I didn't recall for long or take notes on it since it was really just another shorty. So I am trying to remember all of this first thing in the morning. It actually messed up recall of my non lucids since my mind went right to the recall of the lucid.

I was in a kitchen and I don't remember if I was in the refrigerator or not yet. I remember doing a RC on my hand and I think a refrigerator door may have been open, but I really only remember the lucid part. LUCID: I studied my hand for a bit and tried to get the dream a little clearer that way. I ended up reaching into the refrigerator to get a piece of bread that was sitting on a shelf. I studied it looking at the pores. I actually kept thinking to myself about waking up and if I was going to wake up, then would mentally tell my stupid dream self to stop thinking about that. It was a battle of wit with myself. I didn't spin out right away however since I was trying to focus on the slice of bread. I was looking at the pores and nooks and crannies. It was not really focusing much to my surprise. I don't think I really did a good job of this last night. Anyways I took a bite of the bread since I don't ever remember eating anything while I was lucid. Really it was just a bland piece of cardboard, not really any flavor. Shortly after a couple of chews I was out of a dream. I think this was towards the end of a sleep cycle but not positive.

Not great but another lucid none the less and I think I extended the time of this one by about 10 fold of the last one.

3/4*!
I feel like this earlier dream was an important reminder (from my subconscious I assume) to let the family of the deceased know that they are still in our thoughts and prayers(done this morning!). The deceased died very unexpectedly and way too young! In it I dreamed of M from A again, along with G who died almost 5 years ago this month (I think he was memorialized in dream the night before (foggy memory night before) that also had M from A for sure and who ties in closely with G). Yesterday it seemed like his name might have memorialized on jerseys which were green and blue. Tonight it was a memorial in a grassy hilly area and M gave me a State tie pin that was supposed to be connected to G.

DILD: there is a party with family there and quite a few unknown people, quite crowded in some version of M Blvd but not really, perhaps my childhood home had some elements here as well. Someone says hey that sounds like a baby, do you hear that? I look around and I also then hear the crying and look down over my left shoulder and see very small baby newborn in a carrier on the ground. I go to pick up the baby with a big smile and very happy but then I realize that this baby showed up out of the blue and that I am definitely dreaming. I think of DutchRaptor-style tests of lucidity level and think to myself, since I am dreaming I have no problem dropping this baby back to the ground (from about 2 feet up) and I did so but it felt awkward and wrong before reminding myself...hey it's just a dream, move on. I think of the basic TOTM and I walk over from the living room to the kitchen and ask a female DC what her middle name is, there is a delay and I say nicely, I just need a name, your middle name. She says what sounds like "Frando." Then I am feeling a bit frisky and go around the house looking for an attractive DC passing my brother in law (one who moved about 1 year ago) and mother in law in a family room type area behind the kitchen and to the right of that my son is half awake on a bed in an odd spot in the open asking me what I am doing but I just keep going. I circle back around to the kitchen and two of my son's college age friends are there and I think, why not. I start kissing one after some flirtation and she gets a little too tongue-y for my taste and the other friend joins in kissing me as well...it becomes a little odd (too much tongue) and I fly up and out of the house. Looking at the night sky I think of the Bonus TOTM, alien abduction. I decide I will call out for them to come and get me but my voice doesn't come out right and it is garbled and I think that I was just talking to the DC with the middle name after becoming lucid, perhaps my SC doesn't want me to call out for aliens?? I think what the heck and I try again and I can talk clearly: "Aliens, come and get me" as I am floating maybe 200 feet up. I see a orangish-red circular coloration in the sky with a smaller circle in the middle but definitely not a ship, more like an aurora and nothing is happening so I say it again and then move on. I fly back down over a country-like neighborhood with maybe 4 houses including the one I came out of with the party. There is lots of space and land in-between and green rolling hills lit up in what looks like moon-light though I hadn't seen a moon so far. Out in front of one of the homes up and to the left from my downward view I see a woman in a long flowing gown with a young child just behind her and I swoop down. We talk and there is an obvious connection between us, I tell her that she is very beautiful. She looks a little like Scarlett Johansson (who I have been incubating an image of) but her cheeks are less pronounced and her nose more narrow. She grabs my hand and says, let me show you to your room. I say that I would like to stay with her and she says "but I have the kids (two) to look after" and I say that I can help her look after them but first I lean in for a kiss and we have a passionate kiss and I am so enthralled by the realism. I can hardly believe this is only a dream. She is so beautiful, she is so natural and not the least bit mindless and as we start to get on towards more sexual activity there in the moonlit grass I return to bed and I can tell that I am fully awake and there is no going back in but I am smiling from ear to ear, very enthralled. Perhaps this was my SC giving me a "true love" DC related to last months TOTM.

A little different:
Awareness work type: retracing my steps (&looking at myself from the outside)
Pre bed: quick review of recent dream signs: stars, tram/variation, my fam, ex's
wbtb: none planned but trouble sleeping around 6.5 hours(odd cycle, REM rebound?)

Was wondering, if I journal this - but then.
Such a stupid thing - I got spontaneously lucid just because it felt dreamy.
So I started looking around - tried to tell somebody, I would be dreaming, but again - he was a bit away and I raised my voice - well - tried to raise it - nothing came out.
Then it was tree-hugging and feeling - and my embarrassing problem from some weeks back again - I had an enormous urge to pee.
I was even lucid enough to remember, how this ended up last time - but it just didn't help - so I woke myself up - and yes - again I didn't actually need to go.
Made me really angry to find that out.

I've read some reports of strange things happening, as if one's unconscious mind wanted to get one out of lucidity.
I really hope, this is not my uncon's new trick on me.
It was like - stop the car and search the bushes urgent.

Now - I could of course have searched the bushes in my dream - but again - was lucid enough to worry about real life consequences.
Maybe I should ask around, if something like this really happens - probably not - I've done it before.
But that I didn't remember.
Damn.

Only good thing was this direct realization - no RCs, no dream-sign - just like that.
Well yeah - and a minute only - baaah.

Otherwise I was dreaming very enjoyably in my non-lucids - seems the mere prospect of the comp. does something to me already.

Two Nights Ago

I have been put in prison. The prison is really strange, each inmate gets a very small cell about four feet wide by four feet deep by eight feet tall. They are chained to the floor and the bars of the cell... well there are no bars its more like a wire weave from a chain link fence.
I arrive at the prison late in the day. Some of the other prisoners are giving me dirty looks. I simply decide that maybe I can just lay down on the floor of my cell and lucid dream. I lay down and begin thinking my MILD mantra to myself. After a minute or two, I notice that I am having difficulty falling asleep. I begin to think about why I am in prison and I cannot recall.[/COLOR] Wait a second, I am already dreaming!
False awakening. Into my own room, and it's time to go to school. I get up and change out of my pajamas and into school clothes. I then notice that I am late for school. Wait... I am never late for school! I am still dreaming!
And I wake up.

Last Night

I am trying on different pairs of sunglasses. They are all very ugly.

Somebody's house burned down while they were cooking broccoli for dinner. I think it was a family of four. After the fire was put out the fire department took them to the fire station. The family complained that they were hungry and the fire department got some pop-tarts out of their locker. The mom (who was some kind of dietician) demanded that the fireman who was serving them bring them broccoli. So he went to the grocery store and bought a vegetable tray for the family.

Superhero Prison Break (Groggy Lucid)

I am outside a prison or industrial compound location. It is nighttime and snowing heavily. There is a large chain-link fence around the perimeter of the compound with light posts every 10 meters or so. Beyond the fence it goes to woodland.
I am hiding in the woods. Superman, Batman and Wonder woman are with me, and for some reason, we are preparing to break into the prison to rescue someone. Also, something about this situation seems familiar, like I might have had a dream about this setup before. And I feel like last time the heroes betrayed me and tried to use a sedative on me and then lock me in the prison.
Just at that moment, Superman tries to grab me from behind. I flip him over me and slam him into the ground. (Guess I have superpowers too.) Batman throws batarangs at me and I blast them out of the air with little fireballs.
Wonderwoman traps me with her lasso. Superman comes in front of me holding the sedation needle in front of my face.
Then for just this moment, I become lucid. And boy did I think quick and clever...
FUS RO DAH!
Superman goes flying back into one of the light posts on the perimeter of the prison. When he hits it, it bends and partially tips over. The lights flash out on that post. Also, he loses the sedation needle in the snow.
Batman compliments me on my quick thinking and states that he has changed his mind. He wants me to be a part of this team.
I hear alarms in the prison. Guards start rushing out to get us and me and the other superheores set aside the fight and retreat.

... So I haven't posted there for a while.
I don't feel like writing but I still want to post a dream, so here's one that I already wrote on my computer long ago.
This is a little out-dated, and it is the beginning of a serie(ish) of lucid dreams that I got after it so when I look back I feel a little foolish.

Also, this is a DEILD from another interesting lucid in the same place.
After it, I DEILDed again - the Titans had taken over the world (or the general territory) and destroyed part of the city.


I DEILDed from a lucid dream in the same landscape.
I'm in that square piece of grass, surrounded by some greek-like "pillars" that are really just there for decoration.
I randomly try a cork out (flipping/twisting kick), remembering part of the right technique (foot placement). I fail twice, but make it the third time. *Would that be the same IRL?* (I can do it IRL now ). I try to recall some of the goals I had, and because I already procrastinated the "Epic Titan fight" in the dream before, I decide to go ahead and try that out.

"Titans !!", I scream.

I'm trying to look freaked out, just like I did in the "Zombi break out" dream. It takes a bit more time than I expected, but eventually a huge, baby-like giant (about as tall as a big tree - 3 to 4 floors) runs out of the forest, followed by others Titans of slightly different height.
I decide to wait until they get to the city, and when they do, I fly to one of them, use the AoT maneuvreur gear to swing past his neck, and cut right through the nape of it (the neck ).
I get back on the ground and, fearing that I might not be able to fly as easily as I'd like, try to use the gear again.
Doesn't work. Well, whatever, I'll just use the traditional way.
I put my hands in front of me and push in the air, and I use telekinesis to fight the monsters. It does not work at all at first, but then I take the "control disk" (really gotta find a name for it someday) and it does the work better. Still, my control isn't as huge as what I could get it, but the guy is so massive, it would require a lot of control to throw him away.
I keep on fighting for about 15 minutes (mostly flying and maneuvreuring through the Titans), until I realize that a guy that should be dead isn't.

"Yeah you have to cut me twice", he says.

Sure, I could have used two swords, but for some weird reason I freak out, and after realizing that there is more like him, I get the heck away to the square of grass, where I feel the dream fading away.

K and I are at the beach, in the ocean but near the shore. We're talking when I notice about 20 backpacks floating in the water nearby. I look at K, she looks at me, we're both thinking the same thing.

Wtf?

She grabs one. They're unchanged by the water. She wants to take one. I'm not big on stealing and decide to ask somebody about the bags. Somebody says it's fine to take. K is trying to pick one out for me, asking what I want. One is pink on pink, another blue and pink. She holds up a pink one. Pink isn't really my thing. I tell her to grab the white one since she's now swimming in the middle of the bags.

In the middle of this a group of . . . templars? arrive and stand on the beach. They're wearing a sort of greenish uniform with some hard shell padding in the usual places (knees, elbows, etc). They call me over. I get out to see what they want. I'm immediately handcuffed and told that I'm under arrest.

Wtf?

I look at K for some sort of help with making the mental connect. I thought I was kosher with the templars, we had an arrangement. Judging by the shocked expression on her face, it's clear she has no clue what going on. I tell her not to do anything, let me figure out what's going on first. I'm not sure if she heard me as it was said telepathically.

We arrive at a templar compound and I'm being overseen by one of their higher profile men. There was somewhat of a trial but not really. Judge, jury, and executioner was one person. I'm about to be escorted to my new long term home when I decide this bullshit.

As we're walking, the man is smug about my future. His gait as he's walking and the fact that he leaves a lot of room between us shows me he doesn't consider me a threat. Using this I decide to stray a bit further back, begin to clean up the room we're in, organizing things, making it aesthetically pleasing.

A woman who carries herself with more than enough self confidence walks into the room. She's very pleased with the new look.

My thought process was, in a cell I'll be limited with options. I need to keep out of a cell and to do that, I need to appeal to somebody with power. This woman offered an out.

My escort seemed decently impressed too. In the middle of this pause, news arrives of an impending attack. People get busy, woman leaves, man is left to escort me to the cell again, but since their resources are preoccupied I make a move.

I slip out from the handcuffs and make a run for it. He tries to stop me but I evade his attempts to get a grip on me. The attack has begun and he leaves me to respond.

At the border of the compound there are two templars, young, they don't even look like real templars due to their humanity showing through. It doesn't take me long to convince them that I'm just visiting a friend in the compound and due to the attack, thought it best to leave.

They let me pass the border and soon after I've acquired a vehicle. Finally making it to a very massive highway, I feel a sense of relief. I get my bearings, figuring out where I am. I can't tell really, cities are beneath me and up ahead I can make out storm clouds. I take a closer look and it's a very large storm, almost a hurricane?

Driving straight into it I decide that would offer the best cover. Once I've entered the city I ditch the car and head inside. I head through a parking garage when I hear loud voices talking, they sound like they're looking for somebody. Not taking any chances I decide to leave. I find sort of like an elevator room and pass through one door.

"I think she's over here!" I hear one of them say.

Once I'm in the room, I head to the opposite side of the it, create another door. Pass through that door. Then another door, and another, and another. That should slow them down at least a little.

I still hear them but it's a maze of doors. I take off in another direction and after a brief run I finally approach a wall.

A door forms.

I open the door and walk in, closing it as I catch my breath. My eyes adjust to the darkness of the room, there's just a faint glow in the center.

A man is standing under the glow and I feel a sense of relief with a mild case of terror. It dawns on me that the one person I seem to trust has no army and no allegiance.

Other way round - I don't remember much of my dreams and nothing interesting - but I had two short LDs in the meantime and will keep record of it like this.

From one of my workbooks:

Well - anyway - I've been moaning about not meeting my main dream-sign irl - but a bit of activity almost two weeks back, with mantraing and visualisations on our old house - like recommended - gave me two further detections!!
Its sort of receding - I'm not living there any more meanwhile, it is about to get destroyed.
First time while being sick and not motivated in any way - I just slipped out of lucidity after taking a look around and dreamt on with my story.

Then last night was some weird back and forth reasoning:
The house - I dream!
Then - no, it's getting ripped down this day - that's why I want to get something out of the empty building.
Then - noo - it has already been, so I can't stand in front of it!

The normal dream, which I forgot by now - was something nice and I wanted to go on with it actually.
But the TOTMs came out just on time for this - since there were two DCs standing behind me - I thought take the first task in stride - and so I found out, that a woman with really beautiful long black hair - has as middle name Niniana!
Groundbreaking, earthshaking news!!

Shortly thought of the aliens - I have to and I will get abducted by aliens this month!!
But somehow I reckoned, I wouldn't have enough dream quality or control - and without so much as trying - I slipped back in non-lucidity.

So I guess I should concentrate on keeping up the motivation to actually do something lucidly - waking up seems not so much the problem atm.
My real life darting has a dip in the moment - so that went to the back of my mind lately - but this whole alien thing with space-ship tourism - I have to!!