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Journal Entry Lucid #7 Dream,Lucid, Comments)
Background: I talked to my parents and asked them if they want me to be happy. They did and I asked them to say they want me to have a LD, they did. So, I had a short LD this night. I guess I value my parents word alot. When my father dreams are pointless my dream recall disappeared and my consecutive LD disappeared. I

Dream fragment 1 from 8:20pm-2:30am"": I was talking to a person about LD, we were waiting in line of a 7/11 or a store like that. Well as I was talking to him a realization came into my head, "I am dreaming". I looked at them and I said,"excuse me but I am dreaming". They didn't react at all. As I was about to walk out, I looked at the line and it was huge. I opened the door and lifted off, "i had a thought of doubt for a split second, but I remembered that I have flew many times in a LD. I went forward the sun is in front of me and so was this huge guy. He was just floating in air. I bumped into him, and he fell. I was going to fly away, but I didn't want to leave him like I left my sister so I went down to help him. He got up and said thank you. Like a loop I found myself inside of the store talking to them. The realization hit me again. I was about to start flying but I got distracted and lost lucidity.

#276 - WILD - 4:42AM

I was from several non lucid dreams feeling frustrated that I failed to WILD. Finally this time I have an actual WILD.

I feel wakeful and it takes a while to get relaxed. At first I don't feel like I'm getting anywhere but I get some strange idea to focus my attention to the top and right several inches away from my head. When I do that the vibrations start right away. (Maybe there is something to this energy thing?) I feel my self quickly float up to the ceiling but before I phase through a hand presses down on my chest pushing me back to bed. I know this is my wife's evil astral twin. I am not afraid, nor pissed. I just try to ignore her. I relax and float up again but she pulls me back down. This time I see her arm. It looks gray and brown with claws for finger nails. Still I have no fear or anger. I ignore her as best I can. This time I will myself up but as I touch the ceiling, I open my physical eyes (I think) and I see that I am lying in bed. I blink, close then, try again, but have the same result. One of the time on the ceiling, I want to roll over to see myself and her but can't move. I try to spin in bed to roll out but feel stuck.

I feel like astral wife is messing with me so I decide to handle it the same way as before. For whatever reason I can roll her direction and I throw myself on her. I project positive feeling as we make out and she responds in delightful ways. I decide that I don't want this to turn into a sex dream so I stop. I conclude that this dream has probably got stable enough and I visualize walking in the living room.

Suddenly we are there walking together holding hands. She pulls me close to kiss but I am anxious to get going. Plus, I am still a little leery of her. Not wanting to treat her badly, I try some nice way to get out of this. I say, "Hey, I have and idea. We should do it outside in the warm sunshine."
She seems excited and says, "Yeah! Let's go!"

I think about being outside and we teleport instantly to the front yard. I have no intentions of following through with this but I point to a spot in the neighbors front yard that is sunny. It seems like late summer and the grass is dry with some brown spots. As I am looking at the spot I have a false memory of having sex with the lady that used to live in this house. I tell myself this is not right and I wonder where this "memory" came from. I shake this disturbing though away and totally forget about Astral Wife.

I wonder into the back yard and come the back door of my house. I pause as I notice this house looks nothing like mine at all. I turn to the alley and see the front of a blue house that doesn't exist in waking life. Suddenly, I remember my goal to paint on a canvass. I think I should go in the house but feel like it would be a bad idea to try to change scenes again. I feel like I would just enter the void and now I have the thought, I probably would if I tried.

I decide to summon what I need on the spot. I notice there is an awning providing a nice shady spot where I am standing as I look around. I decide since I am setting up outside, I should paint what I see. I think the blue house would be fine. It looks like it's in a semi rural location. There is a bush in the front and clothes lines running along the side. I blind summon a canvass on an easel and set it in front of me. At that moment I wake up.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening


(...) I'm on the road with some guy. He is driving, we're talking. Then we see something orange scattered at even distances, over the line between adjacent lanes. But it's not plastic cones! It's monks in orange robes, meditating! My friend is puzzled and wondering what in the world that can be. I just become lucid with the absurdity and I realize what it is. They know it is safe, they are aware where we are, they chose to sit in the middle of a road because it tests their confidence in the knowing that nothing can harm them. I get it and could join them. But instead I just float around, enjoying the beauty of this awareness. I start touching everything, I touch some statues, the rough walls of buildings, the tree leaves, the hair of people passing by. Everything I touch is simply perfect and overloads my mind with joy.
After a while of this experience, I enter a not so bright zone. The night falls, there is an entrance to a non-lit park and a few homeless guys are sleeping on benches and on the ground, on both sides of the pathway. A couple of them looks at me like saying "hey babe, come here..." and I feel a chill and turn around in fear. Then I think what is the worse thing that can happen, considering it only happens whatever I allow to happen? If they rape me, I just wake up. So, I lose all fear and all I can feel is compassion. Instead of fearing a rape, I feel like offering myself to them as a gesture of my total surrender to the fearlessness. Automatically, I become naked as I walk through the pathway. They just can't believe what they are seeing. They actually are quite gentle to me.

#275 - DILD - 3:09AM]

I dream something about some old biblical stuff. I find a statue of a saint.
I have a strange false awakening standing up. I remember I was trying to WILD and lay my head down on the truck of a car.

The vibrations start and I feel like I am laying in bed. Everything feels like a normal WILD but I am reluctant to be stuck in SP again. This time I go straight to visualizing. I'm still a little confused from the last dream and really want to visit this place that was connected to the statue. I visualize a tree with a small door in it. I recite a Bible verse in my mind, "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you."

The dream transforms me some place different. I am laying on my stomach in the back seat of a car. The dream slowly flickers into view as I am looking at my hand clapping and rubbing. I sit up and see my Dad driving. The front has a bench seat and my son is standing on the other side next to him. My son hits my dad and my dad slaps at him in a weak childish way. Then, they both slap hands at each other. I stop all of it by clapping my hands on my dad's ears as hard as I can several times until he yells at me to stop. I say, "You can't hurt me in my non physical form." I am under the impression that I just had an OBE while traveling and my physical body in still lying in the seat asleep.

I try to see where we are going but I feel really near sighted. I ask, "Where are we? I can't see." My dad just gives some non-answer. See some cars passing us the other way and ask if we are in a town yet. Again he avoids answering me. I'm really confused what we are doing and ask if we are picking up my daughters. I don't remember what he says but it wasn't satisfying. I see that we are parking on the side of some building. When the car stops, I expect it will wake me up.

I have another FA and lose lucidity. I feel the shift of returning to my sleeping body and set up in the car. I feel very tired and can hardly open my eyes. I try to record my dream in my DJ and as I recall I begin to feel very confused about this whole thing. Something just isn't right. Before I can put two and two together my wife rolls over and wakes me up.

So I am not sure why I even got lucid last night. I went to bed around 10pm. I was quite restless and took sleeping stuff but still couldn't sleep. Finally at about 2 I took some more sleeping stuff and fell asleep. At 4 I woke with this.

Supps at 10pm: 1000 mg valerian, 100 mg 5htp, 3mg melatonin
Supps at 2am: 500mg valerian, 3mg melatonin

I was at an intersection in a car. For some reason I just knew I was dreaming and I drove my car into another car. This seemed very real so I did a reality check (hands) LUCID: I pulled away from the car I just hit and drove for a bit. I decided I could do anything I want so I wanted to fly in the car. I hit the nearest bank/hill I could find and took off in the air. I could feel the jerk backwards as the car sped up to flying speed and I was now flying the car. I was controlling the vehicle nicely. The landscape was green and hilly with green trees all around. After flying for a short bit I decided do something else and took the car underground. As I decided this I found a cave opening and flew right into it. Through a cave in the ground. I was looking for a money/rich area not sure how to describe it but I found myself flying around water and in cool caves and then it all became gold and I decided this is where I wanted to surface. This is the point I realized I could do anything so decided to just go straight up through the rock. I pulled up and went through layers of rock. Now this wasn't normal rock, it looked like that game or whatever it is Minecraft, big gold blocks in layers. I don't remember reaching the top but I began to think what I should do next. This is when the dream ended.

I was very confused that I even had a lucid dream since I took so much melatonin and I thought it suppressed REM. I had a good solid lucid dream only 2 hours after a second dose.

I was non lucid, shopping around with my mom, and Brian from work. He sold 2 of his lamps that I wanted to a member on DV in the dream, on a side note. Anyway, in the car on the way back from the store, a dream sign that I can't freaking recall, was kinda tickling my mind. I remember looking out the car window thinking about it, wondering if I was lucid. The dream was so boring and uninteresting at this point, that first I convinced myself that it was real life. Then something snapped in my brain and I realized I WAS in fact dreaming. Wish I could remember what it was.

Anyway, I asked mom to slow down the car. It took a while for her to stop, which annoyed me. I even closed my eyes for some reason. I felt the car stop, then I opened my eyes and we were parked in a garage of some house. I got out and went inside, and mom and Brian followed me. All 3 of us were in the livingroom, which only had a large mirror and curtains, and wasn't very well lit. Told you I wanted those lamps BRIAN. I was frantically trying to remember the basic tasks, but I couldn't. I asked mom and Brian, they shrugged. I even pondered for a moment if I would have luck getting on DV on my phone in a lucid lol. But no use, the only task I could remember was the one I didn't really want to do: take out my heart and give it to a DC. I stood in front of the mirror, and I was wearing a red, lowcut shirt. I just stuck my thumb and first 2 fingers into the flesh just above my heart, and pushed. I didn't actually break the skin, just my fingers were phasing through the layers of skin, fat, muscle and bone, just above my left boob. It didn't hurt and there was no blood (which is customary in these types of LDs for me). After a few inches, I felt a medium sized organ, which felt appropriately shaped like a human heart. It was warm, and gooey, and suspended in warm goo. I gently wrapped my thumb and fingers around it, and slowly pulled it out of my chest. There was a long slit in my chest left behind, but again, no blood. I went to hand it to my mom, but only Brian was still there. When I went to hand it to him, he didn't want to have anything to do with it lol. He actually looked panicked. I just said "Hey man, this is just for a task. Just hold it for a second and then give it back if you want." I thought I would just spend the rest of the lucid trying to put it back in my chest. So he held it for one second and gave it right back. I don't think he even looked at it. I looked back to the mirror, and pushed my heart back into the crevice that was left behind. And that was about it. I remember feeling accomplished after that, then I woke up maybe 2 seconds later.

Later on I had a non lucid where I explained to my son what I had done. I went through the whole thing again, but with him instead of Brian. Even took my heart out again, to demonstrate. It didn't occur to me once that this might be a dream. It was a very well made retelling of the story haha.

Will be another quick entry. "Possible" WILD because I am not sure that I maintained awareness all of the way to the entry. Mostly data for myself...so those easily bored, beware. Go to bathroom after 4 hours, hmm...usually 90 minute increments (though 120 minute increments seem more common if less sleep the night before, but not enough data recorded to support that yet...previous night didn't sleep great though). Woke up recalling a dream about lucid dreaming and relaying them in two different ways. Back to bed quickly. Woke up from the actual LD about 25 minutes after laying back down so also supports the idea that I might have woken up to go to the bathroom in the middle of REM since I got back to REM so quickly...or REM rebound...Anyway no big plans tonight but did the old mantra that never seemed to be consistent: "The next time I am dreaming, I will realize I am dreaming" maybe 5 times but I think this was not the key. I think it was a combination of nightmarish SP-like HH's raising my awareness just before the vibrations hit. I don't remember the "villain" but I remember thinking it was based off of a paranormal movie. Regardless, I recognized it as not being a real threat, felt the vibrations and nudged them on. I felt myself being carried into the air but I flew back to the floor and happened upon a sexy DC woman. I removed her pants to reveal white cotton underwear bunched up in places as if it wasn't the right size. I removed those and was awe-struck once again at how realistic a DC's skin could feel. I removed her bra and for was surprised that the breasts were not larger but they were just right and so realistic to the touch. At some point during all of this sensuality I heard a DC of my wife waking up across the room and I went over to her and she said that she was dreaming of silk purses and silk dresses. I wondered if this was some form of a false awakening for me but clearly still a dream since I was in a studio apartment nothing like my house with a kitchen and bedroom adjoined with no wall between. I had been getting busy with the sexy DC woman in between the futon(?) where my wife was and the kitchen but she had disappeared. Thinking about FAs I started actually waking up and I attempted my idea of what I think BB's awakening test/teleport technique must be or at least what I think an effective one would be for me but apparently I was too awake to go back in despite staying calm and still...probably finished up that REM cycle..? 104

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #184: Be Still My Beating Heart

I’m walking through a parking lot into a mall, recalling an earlier dream where Dad had brawled with some pellet gun-wielding high school kid in a parking lot just like this one. As I enter the mall, I recall my intent to have a lucid dream, and one begins.

I walk past a set of red metallic benches, taking in the detail and comparing it to waking life. I marvel at how completely realistic it looks. As I continue down the walkway, I turn toward a woman walking with her two young daughters and half-shout, “Can you believe this is all a dream?” They smile politely and scurry away.

I take a brief detour through a clothing store, walk past a few more places, and then exit onto some kind of outdoor boardwalk area. There’s a tattoo parlor to my left with a wood-carved sign overhead which depicts two attractive, dark-haired, pale-skinned women with intricate sleeve tattoos. The place is called “Nutjob”. I think how cool it’d be to get tatted up in a dream and start to head inside. It looks a bit more like a boutique when I get closer and I suddenly get this irrational fear that things will turn sexy in this place and that I’d better avoid it.

I head back through a door into the mall and encounter a grinning, friendly-looking British woman in her late 20s. I remember Task of the Month and ask her, “Who is my true love?” She says some stream of hilarious nonsense about waffles, and we both start laughing. I think she is super cool. “I’m not going to be able to remember that. Can you answer again?”

She laughs even harder and then starts singing “Polly Wolly Doodle” in a British Donald Duck voice. (The kids have an Easter toy that does this, but not with a British accent.) I can’t stop laughing and I try not to think about whether you can laugh yourself awake from a lucid dream.

I start thinking about what the other tasks were and she wanders off as I do so. I remember something about your heart, and then spy Wife walking in the mall about twenty feet in front of me. Still in an incredibly good mood, I run up to her, get her attention, and after she says, “Hey!” I make out with her for a little bit. This is fun, but okay, back to tasks! I’m supposed to pull my still-beating heart from my chest and give it to a loved one.

“Here, watch this!” Wife keeps looking at the nearby stores instead of me. “You really need to watch. I’m only going to do this once.” She looks back and I reach my hand inside my body. I feel something about the size of a softball pulsing very softly. The movement is a bit too weak for a heart muscle, but whatever. I pull it from my chest and when I present it to her… my hand is empty!

“What are you trying to do?” asks Wife. I explain the task and she furrows her brow. “You really don't need to do that for me,” she says before wandering away into a nearby store.

I wander through the mall some more, baffled by how long and stable this LD is. I pass through a busy arcade area where I see a mom busily taking care of 10-12 girls shouting demands during a birthday party. There’s cake being passed around which I sort of want to try but I feel like I am at enough kid birthday parties in waking life.

As I’m heading back into the hallway, an attractive Asian woman with waist-length hair passes by. We look at one another and the guy she’s with, some generic dude in his late 40s with thinning hair, seems to jealously take notice. He kind of freaks out, storming around and I say, “You want to go to the parking lot.” He obediently leaves. But when I turn back to the woman, blood’s pouring out of her nose like he just hit her. I’m confused because I didn’t notice him do this. I worry that my confusion means the dream is ending.

I pass my hand in front of her face and she’s healed. When I glance over my shoulder, the guy is back, glaring at us. “You’re not coming back here again,” I say, and again he leaves. I say something to the woman about how this is a dream and she agrees. The dream is definitely fading now but we still manage a bit of sexytime before the dream ends.

My recall is quite okay - I start analysing the stuff a bit for my personal reference - and that is not for here.
It's a bit of a balance - makes sense to journal for myself only, and not censor myself - but then again I know, that posting here keeps getting necessary again, because I let that slip otherwise.

Enough excuses - I had two unfortunately short LD sequences last night.
Instead of pondering the implications of lucidity as planned - both times I simply took flight and lost it in the process somewhere and dreamt on.
I wanted to get somewhere - and both times it somehow came to me, that since this is a dream - I can simply fly.
So I did - and that was it..

So before this one I had another non lucid dream that I got up and took notes on around 4. Went back to bed, had this and woke up 3 minutes before my alarm at 5.

It started as me watching a gun fight out side, there was green grass around and it was a little hilly. Somehow it morphed into me in a gun fight and the background was now a convenience store. I had a hand gun and was taking people out left and right. I wound up getting an uzi from one of them and took some more out. Again I had a hand gun and there was a guy with a plastic badge hanging from his pocket with glasses. He was suspicious so I took him out. It didn't seem like my bullets were doing much to him but they took him down regardless. I got a box of ammunition off of him and was going to reload my gun. I ejected the clip and looked at it. It was a strange clip that went from small to big and back to small to big again. I wasn't sure how to get the bigger bullets past the smaller opening. I realized that if I put the clip back in my gun and pulled it out again that I could will it to the size of the bullet that I had in the box. I had to find out what size the bullet was in the box so I looked at the box to read the size. As I was focusing on the letters on the box (which were very out of focus), instantly I was in a bed reading a tag on a pillow I believe. This was a sort of false awakening but I already knew it was a dream at this point. I did a RC (hand check) here and realized it was a dream. LUCID: It was very dark in the room and trying to stabilize on my hand was pretty hard. I felt kind of stable in the dream. I got up out of bed after some fighting with the darn covers. To the right was a small window and I contemplated going out that but decided to explore the house to see what house I was in. I went toward the door and opened it. I looked at my hand again to try to get more stable but it was still really dark. There was a hallway to my right and a banister in front of me. I tried to go right but was frozen in place, I couldn't move. After a little stress I woke up. This has happened to me before while I was flying in the dark I couldn't control where I was going. I think that I wasn't stable enough. I totally spaced out on using vocal commands and tactile stabilization techniques. Pretty sucky for my first lucid in about 10 days.

I was with S and H. We were at a theme park and were going to ride some roller coaster. Supposedly it was a roller coaster that H had designed. Because... my high school friend can design a roller coaster I guess.
Anyways, the thing is, I don't really like roller coasters, not because I am scared of them, but because I tend to get sick on them. and usually after just one ride, I am a crabby, headache ridden motion sick wreck or a person. But S and H talked me into it and we get on the coaster.
Anyways we are the only ones riding, S and H are together in the front car, and I am in the second car. The roller coaster starts pulling us uphill and I notice that the roller coaster goes up quite a ways into the air, at least a few hundred feet. It has a red and orange metal track. But other than that doesn't have any design features that are that spectacular. I start to have second thoughts when I notice that I cannot even see the top because it is obscured by some fog. (The dream was overcast.-ish.)
We peak the hill and drop off. But I get none of the uncomfortable feelings that I usually associate with roller coasters, but instead a thrilling free fall followed by an exhilarating turn. (The way a roller coaster should feel.)
I then thought about how I should try to "absorb" the experience and replicate it in a lucid dream. Little did I realize that I was already in a dream, so having that sort of thinking was actually somewhat funny.
I decided to simulate flying in a lucid dream. I tried to imagine what this location would look like without the roller coaster and I put my hands out in front of me in the form of fists, trying to pretend that I was flying like Superman. But, because I was already in a dream, the roller coaster track faded from existence, along with the other cars and my friends. The only thing that didn't fade was the second roller coaster car. Also, the fog cleared and it became sunny out.
I was flying, but I was still strapped in. I was the one keeping the car aloft. And sure, the thing was practically weightless. But I still felt cumbersome. So I broke the latch that was keeping me strapped into my seat, and dropped the coaster car into a nearby lake.
Then the man who built the coaster/ran the theme park came over and started complaining to me. I was just floating there over the lake. He said that he wanted the coaster car recovered from the lake. So I kindly hovered down into the water, and lifted the car up with one arm. I deposited the car on the shore of the lake and the man thanked me.
Something was up, I had to reality check. Even though I was pretty much full lucid. So I decided to land. Next to [where the coaster was] was an open parkland area with some trees. I landed and did a nose pinch RC for a really long time, like ten seconds. It failed, but I was still thoroughly convinced that I was dreaming.
Now I'm going to skip what happened in the dream after this because a.) it's personal. b.) some could find it offensive. c.) it's BORING AS HECK!
So I had a false awakening in my own bedroom. Lost lucidity and woke up not long after that.

Before this experience I had lucid dreamed 7 times and my main goal was to fly in at least one of them. It happened randomly on a night that i wasn't planning to lucid dream, about half a year ago. It was a natural LD. It started out as a normal dream and for some reason i was being trapped inside a house by a group of men. They were all in the living room with me but i wasn't allowed to go outside and leave. I had this emotion that I had to get out as soon as possible so I tried to escape by fighting all these men at once. When there was only one left standing I ran outside the front door. The last guy ran after me. I remember my heart beating rapidly and then it just hit me. I asked myself the question, why am i running when i can just fly?! In that split second I became lucid and tried to fly. I knew it was my first attempt at flying so to me it seemed a bit difficult. I told myself just do it and believe. I started to float above the concrete. I got about 5 or 6 ft high. Then I seen the guy catching up to me. I said to myself hurry up before he comes. I would levitate a little higher but then drop lower again. He grabbed one of my legs and started to pull be back down. I knew the only way to fly was to get him away so that I could concentrate. I punched him in the head while floating until he let go of my leg. He released me and I started to fly up in the sky. I remember the view was beautiful and then it all started getting blurry and faded black. Then I woke up. I woke up with such a good feeling. That I had finally flew in one of my lucid dreams and that If I did it once, I could do it again.

"The greatest illusion is that mankind has limitations " - Robert Monroe

i went to bed at 8 so there was a series of dreams between my wake up of 7:30

first dream was after i had already woke up once. I kinda remember falling asleep and like melting into the dream. immediatley i recognized that i was in a dream and checked my hands just to make sure. sure enough i had the extra finger on each hand. it was pretty dark though and having been lucid for some time i started trying to do stuff. i saw my cat tucker for example, two versions of him, one as himself an orange cat and another as a white cat. i ponted my finger in a gun shape at the white cat cause i knew that was an imposter and trie to go bang bang, but i dont think i believed in that enough so it didnt work. the only cool lucid thing i really did was like morph through a wall. then i believe afterwards i had a false awakening because it was really dark and i was in my bedroom only to soon after find myself at the beach but sadly non lucid.

I don't remember the very beginning of this dream, but the first thing I know, I'm lucid. The area I'm in is kind of strange. I'm in my living room, but the roof is blown clear off and it was night (it also must have been spring since it wasn't freezing). In the area that normally leads to my kitchen, there was a cobblestone-lined path. Rather than turn back to where my room or the front door would have been, since those areas looked dark and uninviting despite the moonlight, I decided to follow the path. To the right was a solid concrete wall. After a few feet, the path abruptly turned left. The path continued on into the darkness (which shrouded the land only a few meters away), but on the right of the path there was some kind of witch hut with its lights on. At least, that's what I think the thing was, as I never went inside.

Deciding to test out my lucid dreaming skills, I went back into the living room. The house no longer looked uninviting and was now lit with moonlight, so I went towards my room and closed the door. I imagined one of my friends being behind the door and opened it again; nothing. Then, I painstakingly imagined every detail of what would happen when I opened the door and opened it again; still, my friend didn't appear. This friend in particular never seemed to show up on command, only appearing in a dream by chance, something she did rarely. I gave up quickly and attempted to do something else.

I returned to the concrete wall and decided to try to draw the outline of a portal on the wall with my fingers. After all, most of my lucid dreams start in the dark, and my main goal for some is to find light so I can practice without fear of anything attacking me; I could just use the portal to teleport me to the place I was in, but during the day. For a while, nothing happened, but eventually my finger started leaving a glowing trail behind (I guess it just needed ink?). I drew a square in the wall with this glowing trail, but nothing immediately happened. I tried pushing on the square, and suddenly it rotated on the spot, revealing some kind of a pink/lavender void behind it. Before I could think I lunged into the void.

Briefly, my vision turned black and some words popped up in the middle of my vision. I don't remember what they were, sadly, but I do know it was only one or two. My vision quickly cleared, and I was in some sort of floating building. The sky was a cross between blue and lavender, and there were gaps in some parts of the floor; looking down, I could see clouds the same color as the void. The building itself was golden in color and seemed to be emitting a gold aura of sorts, and the walls were highly detailed. Either way, this was apparently a mini-dungeon of sorts I had to complete to progress. It was very sort, too: all I had to do was turn left, jump across a gap, run to the end of the room, turn right, jump across a second gap, and I was at the end. The wall here was concrete, like the one I drew on to get inside. Logically, I was supposed to draw another portal on the concrete.

This took me to a second minidungeon. My vision turned black again and words came up again, this time several. Aesthetically, it was identical to the previous minidungeon, yet this one was much simpler. There was a long hallway, the right side lined with pillars and a large hole in the floor to the right. At the end of the hallway, you had to jump right across another gap, which was where the concrete wall was. In the middle of the hallway, there was some sort of zombie thing. I easily slew the zombie by shoving him into the void, and I easily got through the rest of the minidungeon. I drew a portal and stepped through.

Annoyingly, it led back to where I started, still during the night. There was also someone at my side, a guy who I didn't know but reminded me of one of my old friends. We decided to travel along the cobble-lined path further. After half a minute of walking, an inexplicable strike of lightning struck the earth, a horrible sound booming across the world. The lightning illuminated the place, revealing that we were in a somewhat hilly (yet clear) area surrounded by a forest, with the cobblestone path branching in two, one split leading to the forest and the other staying in the clear area. A large bone was sticking out of the ground up ahead on the left, and a dead tree was on the opposite side of the path. For whatever reason, the dead tree was covered in human skulls.

Then, the eyes of the skulls started glowing. They erupted in purple flame and became animate and began to fly at me (slowly).

Then, the large bone began to move, and a humongous skeletal dragon head burst out of the ground. Paralyzed in fear, I could only watch as it completely tore out of the ground and looked me dead in my eyes. They too, glowed, and the dragon erupted into purple flame. It let loose a horrible roar.

At this point, I probably could have reasoned with the dragon. It WAS a dream, after all, and you can usually get an assailant to stop attacking fairly easy. However, assailants in my dreams tend to be more vicious and committed, and there was also a GIANT BURNING BONE DRAGON roaring at me. The thoughts of "NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE" drowned out reason, so I high-tailed it out of there. Fortunately, the concrete wall wasn't far away. I heard the bone dragon sprinting after me, its steps causing miniature earthquakes. I drew a portal and felt the dragon's presence right behind me as I pushed the portal open and leapt into the void. (In some ways I consider this an accomplishment; if I were less experienced and I had the same dream, chances are I would have woken up at the skulls or even the zombie-thing).

I entered yet another minidungeon. I can finally remember the words that pop up on my vision for one of these things; this one happened to say "Heaven". I guess they were names. Anyway, this minidungeon had the exact same loadout as the first one I went into, except it was mirrored. The dungeon itself was somewhat different aesthetically. Unlike the previous one, the walls were made of silver, and they were covered in small red, blue, and green dots, all of which glowed. Have you ever wanted a wall made out of christmas lights? This was that wall. Either way, the minidungeon was laughably easy to complete since I had done it before.

Upon drawing a portal on the wall, I woke up. Damnit.

So this was from a few nights ago so I don't even remember when I got lucid, only that it was a DILD. I only recall thinking about the bonus task from January and not really wanting to do it. So I SOMEHOW came to the conclusion that the basic task was to "look at myself in a mirror or reflective surface, see my reflection, then cause the mirror to crack." Lol WHERE did I get that???

Anyway, I was in something resembling the Plaza of the Americas in Downtown Dallas, and I thought, "Hey! I can use the ice rink as a reflective surface!" I was up way too high to get to the ice, and thought about jumping over the rail, but didn't want to feel pain if I cracked on the ice. I was feeling incredibly lucid, despite my TOTM memory blunder, and saw a way to round the corner of the rink that would put me level with the ice, and an opening to the rink was there. So I ran to it, and entered the rink.

I noticed that there were ice hockey players practicing at the time, and they were so rough on the ice, that somehow the ice cracked in sheets and sunk mere inches below freezing water, right when I was trying to get to it to see my reflection. I had a moment of doubt about seeing my reflection on ice rink ice since it's opaque, plus the fact that it was now a bit under water. I plowed forward. I crouched down on the slowly submerging ice, looked down, and sure enough, I saw my reflection on a chunk of ice a few inches below the water. I looked at my face, willing the ice to crack, and it immediately split down the center with a crack!

Today, I recall nothing after that moment.