lucid

In a dream fragment:

I was walking backstage in my church's auditorium where I saw to guys i know, one was working on a computer the other not doing much. I ask the guy who wasn't doing much a question (I don't know what question I asked him) and he said "uhhhh, no" in a way I've heard him say in real life. And then my dream fades out

Later I the day when I'm awake I walk backstage to look for something, I look and see the two guys. The weird thing is, almost all the details of my dream (he was wearing the same shirt same everything). And I ask him if he'd seen the thing I'd been looking for and he said "uhhhh, no"

Slightly weird in my opinion

In a dream fragment:

I was walking backstage in my church's auditorium where I saw to guys i know, one was working on a computer the other not doing much. I ask the guy who wasn't doing much a question (I don't know what question I asked him) and he said "uhhhh, no" in a way I've heard him say in real life. And then my dream fades out

Later I the day when I'm awake I walk backstage to look for something, I look and see the two guys. The weird thing is, almost all the details of my dream (he was wearing the same shirt same everything). And I ask him if he'd seen the thing I'd been looking for and he said "uhhhh, no"

Slightly weird in my opinion

Journal Entry Lucid #5 Dream, Lucid Dream , non-dream (Comments)
Background: One thing I have changed in my routines lately is my meditation. I have been doing love and kindness meditation. I enjoyed it very much. When I woke up around 2:40 am, I studied for my exam and didn't expect to become lucid since I didn't read anything to do with LD. Before going to sleep I accepted that I can have a LD, and it doesn't matter what day it is. While going to sleep, finding a comfortable position, I said to myself," next time I am dreaming I will realize that I am dreaming" I said this a couple of times. I didn't let it stress me out though.

Dream fragment 1 from 4:40am-6:01am"": I was in a class room about to do some test. I asked people do we have a test they told me yes. I got mad and complained about not having enough time. I then got really upset towards the teacher.

Dream 1 from 4:40am-6:01am"Genie ": I found myself on the computer. I got up and realized that the time passed for me to go to school to do my quize. It still looked like night time though. I got upset and was running back and forth for some reason. I ran to my parents room and my dad was sleeping. I thought that is strange he can't be home this early if he took my mom to work. I heard a horrible piano player in my garage. Usually if anything suspicious happen in waking life, I would excuse it by some explanation but since I have started doing RC, if a weird or bizarre thing has occurred I would assume it is a dream and do a RC. I still hear that annoying piano player.I thought this is a dream.

I woke up in my room and I thought hmm, let me do a RC. My body was out of sync with my mind and was already doing an action of it's own. I ran to my room door and I saw my shadow run in front of me. That was when it clicked.

I said this is definitely a dream. This time the dream didn't try and disintegrate itself so I didn't bother rubbing my hands. I walked over to my living room and was about to go outside using the front door. I walked half way and saw to my left a dark pathway to the front door, and to my right I saw my backyard with some light on. I stopped and thought if I go to my left I might wake up, the right (backyard) does seem reasonable. I went outside and hoped over the fence to my neighbors yard. I made up the scene. I went into their "house" and came out to where they put the trash. I thought let me try and meditate. I jumped into the air and put my legs into meditative pose, hopping to fly like I did in another LD. I fell right away. It felt painful for a slight second. I started concentrating, but I didn't close my eyes because dream might change. I saw my legs start to float above me, while legs crossed in meditation posture. My legs fell when I stopped concentrating on the breath. I tried again, I told myself to feel the breath and it's lightness. This time my whole body flew up.

I saw this little genie like spirit, when I mean spirit it was blueish and it was kind of see through. It was not an actual spirit. It appeared and I thought the most natural thing to do was to follow it. I started to fly with it. We kept flying around for quite some time. I saw some houses, but the dream was starting to loss it's details. This should have been the time I did the hand rubbing thing and reminded myself that it was a dream, but I was too interested in flying more. My father appeared and he was trying to tell me advice. I didn't want to hear him so I flew with the genie, some how he followed us. He kept saying, "you should not LD all the time", and he said that in the most automated voice I could think of. He then said, " you can trust this genie because Buddhists don't believe in demons". I got fed up with his constant phrases so I said to him at first with anger," Shut up! I know what I am doing". He looked very sad and I didn't want to create a negative outcome in the dream so I said, "sorry, dad, I didn't mean to yell at you, but I know what I am doing, I love you". I hugged him, even though he was a DC.

As we were flying by I saw this plant rising from the floor next to some ladies. I wanted to test control so I landed and imagined the plants rising up like an explosion, with the concrete on the floor destroyed, you know something epic. I then lifted my hands up. "Whoop" nothing, I thought, "I need to work on control." I flew away following the genie and the genie took me to a well. My dad followed us their again. I saw these plants and they looked beautiful. They had this little opening on the top of them, like a rose. My dad was either going to get some water from the well or he was going to touch the rose. I stopped him when I notice that the rose shot a little dart and it gushed out poison. After I did that their was no genie. I woke up. I wanted to go to sleep. The position I woke up in was not bad but realized that it was 6:00 and I had an alarm set up for 6:10 to get prepared for the exam.

Was attempting my first CANWILD but fell asleep (I really need to work on my attention span). Realised I was dreaming yet can't remember how I realised, I stabilised my dream by grabbing my shirt and feeling the texture and then I grabbed the grass and pulled it out of the ground firmly grasping it. Then I didn't try anything me because either I forgot I was dreaming or I just wanted to play the dream out. I ended up following the two DC that "fell" asleep with me to a camp which wasn't far off in the distance. Among arriving at the camp, the camp's leader and my DC "friends" discussed what was "happening" and the leader decided to let is into the group (keep in mind we're in a post apocalyptic zombie world). The camp we joined wasn't too far off from another camp they were "illegally" following for extra protection, as the other camp knew what they had to do to defend off zombies. One night we were sitting round the camp fire doing to usual thing when the camp leader from the other camp finally spotted us, he came over and exclaimed we must leave because he had this area first. I was checking my surroundings and noticed zombies coming up behind a lady from the camp. I got up walk at a fast pace towards the zombie and pushed it as I had no weapon then the women got up and stabbed the zombie right in the head with her knife. Then another dozen or so zombie were surrounding the camp, knowing me I'd make the situation even more difficult by not allowing myself to have a weapon other then a log that was laying near the camp fire ready to be burn't. I swing at the zombies head and miss, he then zombie humiliated me and starts laughing. Another three or four swings later I finally smacked his head in. Then I went up to the next zombie when all the DC were fighting off the other zombies I smack this zombie first time in the head I say to myself "yeah I got the little shit". Not knowing it's still alive it started to laugh again and taunt me (no like a dancing clown, but just say things) I've realised I've smack the brain out of it's head but haven't actually damaged the brain. I'm searching the brain for the brain and finally find it, with one good smack of my wooden log I've surly shown that brain what damaged is. Then the next zombie was a little five year old child, I'm telling you that smile it gave me was creepy as hell. So I go up to the zombie-kid smack it right in the head and it's brain flies out and sticks to this other DC skirt which is fighting off zombies as well. I finally observe this "brain" which actually now looks like a square gooey sponge. Now the child is laughing at me so I said to myself "I'm sick of this" and I just smack the sponge and the girl right in the ass with the log. Then this little zombie baby, my god it didn't even have teeth starts humming at my arm and smiling at the same time I feel my arm where he gummed me starting to warm up(I think I got too much into the dream and lost all awareness or I've just given up in remembering it was a dream and wanted to see how it played out, in the begging I was fully aware making sure I was stability the dream also making sure that the other "friend" DC were doing the same so I didn't loose them.)

(I know I haven't done any DJ entries like ever, which is why I plan to change that. )

non-lucid lucid awake/other stuff
backstory: Austin is an 8-year-old DC from a vivid non-lucid I had a couple of years ago, involving a plot of him being traumatized from visiting a wicked haunted house and me trying to help him. I eventually died at the end of the dream (because of said haunted house) and it was partially my fault, so I came up with the goal last week of seeing him in a lucid dream and apologizing, then trying to help him again (you can say I'm really attached to my DCs).

The dream starts off a little strange (you know, like most dreams do). I'm in public school--currently in virtual school IWL and being in public school is a common dreamsign for me that I've managed to miss--with old classmates in the gym. We were in what were like lab desks with 2 people at each desk, and our fairly b**chy reading teacher was in the gym with us for some reason, showing us some sort of sitcom that "I'd seen before" (false memory). Yup, in a school I'm not even in anymore, sitting at desks in gym class, our reading teacher supervising us, watching a sitcom.
It didn't make much sense.
Like most people I wasn't really paying attention to the show, just talking to others. We were never given questions on the show, so why bother watching? Eventually there's this random skip where I'm in a giant Wal-Mart with Mom, and of course I was obsessing over the candies and ice cream that were there. I don't remember much of this part, only that it was big and huge and grand and wonderful, much unlike a typical Wal-Mart. Anyway, eventually there's another weird skip (maybe the start of a new dream) where it's much later in the day; to be precise, bedtime. I have a schedule in the house for going to bed; I say good night to my friends online, I shut down my computer, Dad gives me my anxiety medication, I say good night to my parents, and then I go to bed.
All goes well until I try to shut down the computer. I'd been playing a rhythm game called "osu!" (been quite addicted to it lately) and even after I had shut down the computer, a demo or replay of the game would keep playing itself against the black monitor. The computer was off, so how could that have happened? This seriously concerns me, so I go into the kitchen to find my tech whiz dad preparing my medicine and explain what's going on.
I expected some sort of logical answer or fix from him or at the very least for him to go check out what's going on, but all I get is, "That's strange."
Annoyed, I stood there trying to think of what could've happened. Why was a computer still running if it had no power? Then suddenly everything clicked together, and I realized I was dreaming. Dad looked at me the moment I realized--didn't say anything, didn't do anything, just looked at me--as I did a quick RC to make sure I was really dreaming. I thought of what I would do, and remembered my goal instantly, then turned to Dad who had put down my medicine and was still looking at me, and I asked,
"Did you know that you're part of my dream?"
"Yes I do."
"Will you help me?"
"Yes I will."
What do you know, a cooperative DC for once.
I flew out the kitchen window and Dad followed me, but I was immediately unsettled by the darkness of the night. No, really, it was pitch black outside. I didn't like the idea of not being able to see the area, so I decided I would make it daytime. First I tried going back inside and, when looking away from the window, deciding it would be daytime. It didn't work. I realized I had to be more creative with it and--I can't remember if I came up with it or if my dad suggested it--but I decided I would use a lightswitch to light up the world. I summoned a lightswitch on the back of our house, and without further ado, flicked it up. What I expected was it to become suddenly daylight. What actually happened was much more extraordinary than that--it wasn't daytime, but above my head, all the stars in the sky began to 'light up' and glow white and silver one at a time. The sky tinted a lighter blue as a response--not daytime blue, but not like the space-like black-blue it was before. What looked like thin, white, electrical waves passed between all the stars here and there, which were still glowing a bright and beautiful white. The area was lit up almost instantly as if it was nearly daytime. It was an absolutely tremendous image, especially since I was right under it.
After a minute of being awestruck at the stars in the sky, I eventually start flying around with Dad thinking about what I was going to do. I can't remember why, but even though I planned to stick to my goal and I knew my time was limited, I wanted to spend some time exploring the dreamworld. Unlike our typical backyard out the window it was all forest or plains, with no other civilization around. I came across some beautiful structures that were simply there as art--a variety of colors, textures, shapes and sizes, all towering up to the clouds. Eventually I found the Wal-Mart from earlier in the dream, though completely empty and could be easily stolen from.
(pssht, do you really think I'd steal from there?)
We turn around and I notice something a little more eerie: there was a wooden post stuck into the ground, and surrounding it were stuffed animals sitting against it tied to the post. Well, most of them were stuffed animals, anyway--there was a single live chicken tied to the post, looking right at me. I approached it with a curious mindset, but the chicken was hostile, trying to get to me and preparing to attack me. Eventually, to my surprise, it rips its way from the post and heads towards me. I'm more confused than afraid, especially since I felt no pain or really, no anything when it started pecking at my ankles. I summon and draw a sword from my side, attempting to kill it, but everytime the blade touched it, the chicken would multiply itself and all the chickens would continue to try to attack me. I just stand there unharmed and confused, and look up to Dad. He smiles at me, then looks at the chickens, shouts "Look!" (in which all the chickens look up at him), and then makes a sort of shoving movement with his arms. When he does, poof, the chickens just vanish, leading a cloud of smoke behind them at my feet.
I grinned and thanked him as I felt myself waking up. I let it happen, preparing to DEILD.
When I'm awake I slowly peek my eyes open to roughly check the time by how light it was in my room. It's light out, so I know it's morning. I cut straight to business this time and start envisioning Austin's house in front of me. Eventually, I'm back in the dream.
For some reason I'm in a third-person camera view when I start the dream, so I take this opportunity to look around the wooden, low-class house for a moment. Then I force myself to get back into my dream body maybe twenty feet before his front door.. Dad's standing a good distance behind me, continuing to accompany me, but giving me privacy for my goal.
I don't have to go to his front door--Austin bursts out the door, and runs toward me with a big grin preparing to hug me. I fall to my knees and hold out my arms as well, and the exceptionally short 8-year-old boy gives me a big, long hug. I was preparing to give him a big long emotional speech and then try to help him, but what came out was quite different. I think I'm crying at this point, and I tell him I'm sorry maybe about a thousand times, in which he just says, "It's okay. You don't have to be sorry. I'm just happy you're here."
We stay like that for maybe a minute, and I'm both happy and sad, and eventually I can feel myself waking up again (in response to a familiar noise, I think my dog jumping off my bed and being let outside by my dad for the morning). I let it happen, again, and feeling some sort of relief and closure, I finally get up for the day.

I am in my neighborhood with S and A. There is some kind of war going on and we know that our area of the country is not very well defended, and that whoever we are at war with is killing civilians, so there is a good chance that if we see any enemy soldiers, they will try and kill us.
I see an enemy plane fly over the subdivision, but it looks like its been shot down, and going to crash in the woods behind our sub. Ok, good. It stops right before hitting the ground and is able to hover about three stories above the ground. There is a large turret with a machine gun on under the plane, and the plane is going down the street very slowly, systematically shooting into every house killing the people inside.
Are there any weapons around? No. Are there any cars? Can we try and drive away? No. Well, I think to myself that my house has an in ground basement. Maybe if we hide in the bathroom (that is pretty deep into the ground) the enemy plane won't get to us.
But the enemy plane breaks its systematic route and flies straight over, following and targeting my friends and I directly. I just think to run, but of course when you try to run from something like this in a dream, you run at like 0.000000000001 miles/hour. No, I was running a pretty decent speed, but I still felt sluggish. I don't hear my friends but I know they're right behind me. I hear two bursts fire from the gun. Okay, they're dead. I'm trying to head down the hill behind my house, but I get shot in the back and wake up.

After waking up, I thought about how with a dream like that, it would have been so easy to attain lucidity. I get a glass of water and go back to bed.

I am in this post-apocalyptic type world. There are a number of partially destroyed buildings all around with a large crevasse running through the middle of town. The crevasse is filled with a cloud of pale orange gas that is supposedly poisonous.
I hear someone scream, and see that a girl is falling into the crevasse, so I obviously want to go and rescue her. So I jump into the canyon after her. (Yeah, real bright idea.) We actually jumped/fell from opposite sides and the canyon was quite wide.
But I was partially lucid, and I ignited flames out of my hands that allowed me to rocket down and catch up with her. But this wasn't like my fireball flying technique from before where there are little flames. I was blasting out an inferno behind me.
So of course, I catch her and lift her out of the canyon. I switch the flames to come out of my feet and one hand. I am carrying this girl by the back of her shirt collar with one hand. (Probably not the best way to carry anyone, but too late to change that now.) I didn't even know who I was saving. Could've been my guide, could've just been just some random person. (And if it was my guide, Then it's safe to assume it was some kind of test. I am getting sick of these stupid tests already.)
Well I am pulling up to the edge of the canyon ready to deposit her on the ledge and I get fully lucid.
"Another Lucid Dream! Finally!"
I land and let her down. I take a moment to tell myself that I am dreaming and rub my hands together stabilizing the dream some. And this time I actually recall my dream goal correctly, to ask a dream character for there new years' resolution.
Now whoever I had saved was wearing a big fur coat and when I deposited her on the ground, she just stayed laying down. I went over and flipped up the hood of the coat to see that whoever this was had up'n vanished. I got confused for a moment, and thought I sensed a presence of someone on top of one of the burnt-out buildings. I looked, but there was just a blurry outline of someone who had been there that quickly faded into the yellow sky.
The dream's clarity dropped like a brick and I lost lucidity. I picked out some dream character, a tall male wearing a jester hat and for some reason identified him as some agent of evil working for a bad guy. (I don't know why.) And I said out loud.
"Oh, great, not another one of his minions!"
The dream scene changed from the destroyed city to my neighborhood. The jester hat guy started trying to shoot me with a blow dart tube. I began running (much faster than I could run from the hovering airplane thing) on a sidewalk with hopes of losing him. I was heading toward the old middle school in my sub, planning to run a route that would confuse my assailant.
I managed to run for quite some time. The blow dart tube was not only ranged but deadly accurate. I would listen for the sound of him blowing, and a moment later duck or move my body in some way and avoid the dart. I managed to avoid getting hit until I got into the woods.
Just when I thought I was going to get away from this guy, I noticed that that the path in the forest was converted into an obstacle course. I tried to run it, but ended up tripping and breaking my ankle. The guy caught up to me, looked at me laying on the ground for a moment, then stomped on my head, causing me to wake up.

It's just a dream fragment ...

I just remember I kind of got into my home (apartment) by some way I can't remember ... Okay so the place was crowded with people and I just ran to my room for reasons I am not aware of and I am aware, out of the blue, I AM. Okay so, I met my classmate (I dislike her a lot) and I just talked to her for no reasons known and I was kind of scared that I'll lose my dream but my dream appeared to be stable, but my fear was that if I blink then I'd wake up, so I blinked and then I "woke up" and I thought I was awake. I don't remember what happened after I "woke up" but I just know that when I woke up IRL I was pretty sure that the previous wake up was IWL thus a FA.

Soo - I gave it a stab and made around 20 intense RRCs in the daytime - and - tadaa!!
Every single time I go to the toilet for example and other triggers - found to my embarrassment, that I have loads of toilets in my dreams.
And I believe it worked almost specifically - with locking a door and myself in somewhere - that brought it over this time.
I had never done more than 8 of the things before - shame on me.

I was having a crazy dream - somebody was after me - a woman - and she wanted to infect me with a disease she had.
Forgot, why she was so angry.
And when I managed to lock myself into a room - I remembered to RC/felt somehow it was a dream.
Nose plug - like also done every time with the day RCs - worked perfectly.
But what came to my mind this time wasn't darts or TOTMs - but dutchraptors 5 lucid criteria.
I knew that I was dreaming - I remembered these criteria - and decided to break through a closed window.
First I touched the glass - and then I just pushed my lower arms through.
What happened when I broke through was, that this window behaved, as if it had been a thin plastic foil with some metal-foil mimicking a mirror then.
So then I was outside and hovering like 2 m over the ground - and wanted to make sure, I know there are no consequences to what I do.
There was a group of people standing about - and I took a long stick from a tree - and poked them.
I know..
At least I didn't care, what they thought of me. They looked a bit afraid, asked what that was all about - but didn't leave.
Well yeah - and I was on the one hand able to contemplate, that it constituted a failure not to do more - on the other hand - I couldn't bring myself to seriously hurt or kill somebody.
With that I lost lucidity.

But a bit later in the dream - again hiding from somebody in an enclosed space - once more lucid.
Again - nose plug - worked a treat.
Once I was out there and had roamed about a bit, though - a DC came along and told me I have to do this and that to solve a real-life problem - pretty convincingly - and I lost lucidity and went about doing what that person had said.

When I woke up - I found out, this dream had started only 2 hours and a bit after me falling asleep.
I put out the alarms then - but got to put them on earlier next night, I guess.

Journal Entry Lucid #4 Dream, Lucid Dream , non-dream (Comments)
Background:
Dream fragment 1 from 4:30am-5:372am"": I was walking with this girl down a street. She was saying something about going to the other side faster. Then we hopped on top of a bus station. She got bored of waiting and saw a train coming she jumped and I followed. We realized that it was transporting prisoners and I jumped out knowing that polices don't play. She stayed but their was someone else with her now. The guy that was on it ended up being on a Documentary that I was watching. He was crying about his stupidity. The music started and the screen started to fade as if it was ending. It then popped back up, and they are playing basket ball. I thought to myself let me see if I can participate with them and I reached out for the ball.

As soon as I did that I became fully lucid. I started moving the basket ball back and forth creating pysical motion and thus the dream didn't end. I realized that I wanted to do something so I let go of ball. The dream started fading again so I started rubbing my hands together. The dream was constantly trying to disintegrate. I kept trying to maintain it. It went pitch black I thought to myself think about the sensation of your hands moving together. I came back into the dream. The dream was highly detailed. I can see the tiles. I tried touching the tiles and I saw this little baby face on one of the tiles. Their was four in one tile. I thought that is strange but I didn't care because I was lucid . I grabbed the basketball from the DC and they were asking me to give it back to them. I screamed at the dream, "THIS IS A DREAM AND i COULD DO WHAT EVER I WANT." I felt my voice come all around me, it felt good and refreshing. I had a thought of insecurity slip that said their is people around you. I responded I don't care this is a dream. I gave the basketball back to DC and they acted like nothing has happened. I thought what could I do. I was still dependent on my hand rubbing together and the dream has not stabilized. I wanted to fly but knew that it would wake me up. I wanted to do something big but I couldn't with out my hands. I thought what is the best way to minimize effort, without losing track of hand rubbing motion. I remember that I can conjure up things just by turning away and turning back. I also remembered when I had a training exercise for LDing in a partial LD that doors can be portals. I turned around and created a doors. These doors I envisioned would take me to places, somewhere exciting. Their was multiple doors next to each other. I went to one of them and it read, "STEWI" I laughed at it, and went in. I was inside of a library. I was amazed by something and I woke up.

Date: 21 Jan

Entry 2/2

I thoroughly review in head the previous dreams and get more insomnia

Vaguely recall these two as I fell asleep afterwards.

DILD: I am in this yard like it was in the past, much wider, etc. Know I am dreaming and think of music. It think there was happiness, confidence and possibly thoughts about something before this part.

I start to sing or expect to hear a song. My subcon picks up a dream remix of "heal the world" by M. Jackson. I concentrate on making it sound like sung by a choir and hear the music loudly coming from everywhere and into me. Notice a few instruments too, really nice. I keep singing with the music but at some point I don't know the lyrics so that makes it hard for the music to continue. In addition, the more I become one with the music coming all around me, the more I lose sight of the yard and the dream and become blind. The dream soon fades.

I may have a micro awakening or so, no review, continue sleepying.

DILD:Don't remember the beginning of the dream. I am in this room, talking to bf and open and close a few doors, where I think about not locking them as it is a dream.

Bf is going somewhere but before I can say anything else, he vanishes. There's a stick that I decide to leave outside, should I need it for defense? I also notice a strange gurgling sound coming from a pipe, find it interesting. I go back to the same room, there were lots of bed there before but now it's a single connected bed the size of four beds is covering most of the room.

I remember I wanted to play with my ipad, so I try to summon it by drawing its shape with my fingers. It's funny because I do this instinctively rather than consciously. While there's a rectangular shape in progress, it isn't working to produce an ipad and on the bed just below my hands is my ipad so I grab it and try to stretch the frame. It happens, just as if I was dragging the image of a frame on a PC. I expand the screen to a TV size, then have to apply a bit more stretching as it does not stay in the desired shape for long. It gets small again. I think about trying to control the image.

Then something happens outside and now there are two scary zombi-like DCs and they are about to enter the place. I try to close the door although know they will get in anyways. I decide to face them and affect them. Actually, I feel quite confident and no matter how ugly they are (especially one with something coming out of his mouth), I just feel positivity and so spread it to them. They become quite happy and we just hang in there like drunk buddies. I stare in the eyes of one of them, he feels like a phantom rather than real person and is not looking at me with any purpose/driving force. The dream soon fades.

I black out before being able to journal and have a few other dream fragments.

Date: 21 Jan

Entry 1/2

Pre bed: 3mel

Wbtb: 1/3 latte, had trouble falling asleep (external factors)

At some point, I begin to feel energetic as has been occasionally the case, but interrupt the process by visiting the restroom. Finding a comfortable position is not easy.

WILD: Finally, I turn to my lhs and remain still for some time. Then find myself staring at this DC woman with green blouse, it feels like I'm in.

I make cautious movements, trying to get up from the same position I was sleeping, initially just move my head. A slight scene change, I am now in my old room. I begin rocking sideways, the way I did at the beginning of another ld. This makes me feel more comfortable/fit in my dream body. Then I fully get up. The dream feels slightly unstable and I head for the window, where I tear down the curtains and look outside.

It is dark as hell, no light in the apartment and not a single light in the entire town. I remember to look at the sky - it's mostly clear, a slight mist and no stars at all. I look to my right and feel a bit creeped out. It is dark there. My worry is that I might summon something by habit. I recall I wanted to and shortly do breathing exercises. The effect is very powerful, I feel lots of saturated energy coming in and as part of me.

I decide to get in and turn around, it is a bit brighter in the room. I head towards the switch and turn it on. No light. Then I concentrate on the bulb and try to make light radiate from it, there's some effect but the room does not get brighter. I imagine another lamp and try to do the same with similar results.

Maybe I can use some candles, so I summon three small blue candles and work hard to light them. I've always thought that lighting a candle should be easy in a dream, but it turns out not. I just can't imagine the fire I guess. The wicks get bigger and fluffier and the candles change to larger ones and I make some fire-like sparks with my hands, rubbing the wick, hoping it will catch fire and use the other candles to spread it. They appear to have a ghostlike fire now, but don't emit much light as I place them around. I am annoyed with my abilities, but feel that I just need to do some fire gazing irl to improve them.

I retreat to the bed and examine the furniture. There's lots of stuff around and it looks as if I am back in this room. I wonder about how accurate the proportions are. It's exactly the same size. Most of the objects belong to the particular time frame when I lived there, but there is the blanket from our current home. Then a sofa from our old place appears for my amusement. I think about doing more breathing exercises (maybe just a few breaths?, not much done or effect) and contemplate on my life while living there. In the meantime, it is a much brighter day outside, when did that happen? Cool!

At some point I notice that I am holding a melting candle in my hand and decide to extinguish it and put it aside, but somehow feel that this symbolic act means the end of the dream. Indeed, just a bit later, the dream starts to thin out.

I think I did touch on my body very briefly, but it might have been a in-dream chain.

DEILD/DILD: I eagerly wait for the next scene, wondering if it will be in the same place. I see (kind of like in third person) myself walking in bathrobe in this place. I'm in properly now and have the ability to look around and choose where I want to go. It's inside a building and I look at this open door which reveals a softly lit bedroom apartment. I briefly consider it, but prefer to go outside, so head towards the door. It seems that it is still winter, piles of semi-thawed snow and I am not properly dressed, but for once boldly go outside. I try to phase through the glass door, but it's solid so I just open it. As I pass through the back entrance of the building and yard I see that part of the yard is sunlit and feel happy about that. Maybe I will finally have the opportunity to look for a palace looking building once I get to the street. I also think about possibly being invisible, but not sure how to apply at this point.

There are different levels of the side of the building, so I have to maneuver by climbing near a balcony to manage reaching the front of the building. I see a weirdly shaped gray cat there and wonder if it is a real cat and can see me (cats are supposed to see things like people possibly obeing), but it doesn't react like it would if that were the case. It's controlled by my thoughts and comes closer. There's something not very catlike in it, like another sort of animal I can't identify. I don't want to get too involved (and have it stuck to me like a blanket) so ignore it and think about finding the palace. There are only normal buildings around and I think I need to get in the middle of the street where I would get a clearer (trees here) view of the buildings and hopefully think of or see something appropriate.

In the middle of the street and my mood is great, sun is shining brighter too. I do some sort of bounce where I float and remain mid air and then gently float up. Very pleasant feel. I come near this tree with very small bipinnate leaves (possibly closest to honey locust tree, but with thicker leaves), it looks very beautiful. I'm starting to lose height so wonder if I should use the nearby thin end of the branch to hold on to, but with the delicate tree leaves this is not going to be very nice for the tree. I prefer not to do any mess on the tree even if a dream tree.

[mood change]

In the meantime, I see two female DCs that I identify as bitches down on the street. My attention is directed at them, I want to and then do something to one of them. I briefly wonder why the hell do I have these desires with those bitches, one of them looks a bit like Rachel Weiss. Luckily, even after what I have done, I manage to control my impulse and don't get a sexy feeling. I think about my tasks again. I am now in what reminds me of my school but the building is kind of shifty/unstable. I think that maybe I should summon my dad and he will drop me off the palace. The dream fades.

I dreamed that I was in a car with my father and he was driving on a highway. Then we jump over a ramp from the road and were in free fall. Then the sceen slowed down and I realized it was a dream, I thought: "Oh this is a dream let's get out of the car and do something fun" and i tried to say the same to my father, telepathicaly. I didn't think of the fact that he was only a projection of mine Even though I knew it was a dream and wanted to get out of the car, I forgot that I was almighty and instead of just thinking another sceen(which I normaly can do, when I understand that it's a dream), I tried to climb out of the window.

*Preface*
I have been practicing KingYoshi's ADA for the better part of a month and writing in my DJ daily. I remember 4-8 dreams per night with moderate to great detail. A month ago I maybe remembered 1 dream per night with minimal detail.
*/Preface*

I was driving down a highway heading home. There were several other cars on the road. It was night time. I got stuck behind a slow red truck. I remember how bright it looked with my headlights shining on it. I then got sick of driving behind it and moved over a lane and passed it.

I am driving for what seems like a while not really thinking about it or where I was. I suddenly question where I was because it seemed that I was way passed Portland heading east. The road was very dark and narrow. It was two lanes. A consistent line of trees was overhead, they curved over the road completely. My headlights shined brightly on them revealing a brilliant green.

I decided to stop the car and look around to figure out where I was. The ground was now covered in snow. I went over to the passenger side of the road and looked over. The edge of the road dropped off about 50ft straight down. There was a nice long house below with an enormous truck parked in front of the house. It was a white truck; a dually. Everything was completely covered in snow. The moon was high above illuminating the house. The moonlight also made visible a very large lake behind the house. The water was very reflective of the moonlight.

I then decided that I needed to head back home so I started walking back the other direction in the snow completely leaving the car behind. All of a sudden there was a turn off the road to my left that lead into this dark neighborhood.

I then realized that I was naked and walking through snow, except that I did not feel the cold at all which granted me instant lucidity. I did not need to perform a reality check. I immediately jumped up into the air and closed my eyes, willing myself to keep ascending. As soon as I realized that I was working I shouted, “Yes!”, and was very excited. I got extremely high very quickly; several thousand feet up. I could sort of see the clouds below.

I was flying in all directions and could very vividly feel my body and how the g-forces felt against it, turning my stomach. I felt the air against it but again it wasn't cold. I had a fleeting desire to go see Emma Watson for some reason, but I realized that I couldn't actually see anything and hadn't been ever since I closed my eyes.

I tried to stabilize the dream by looking at my hands. I moved my hands in front of my face. It felt difficult; it felt like I was moving my IWL hands. My hands and wrists looked very ghostly, like half there; a really strange effect. They were slightly distorted and wavy. I couldn't get them clear and they felt really tingly. It felt like I was really close to waking because I thought I was really moving my arms. I felt the dream slipping away and I woke up.

1.27.13

Woke up at 5:40 am, tried to take a nap, but just as walling asleep, was woken up. Tried second nap at 1:30pm.

I got a WILD via falling backwards sensation. I'm sitting in a long row of chairs, I push my head and my body backwards and get into LD. I'm hovering above ground in a town at nigth. I look at at a clock tower and it's around 11:35. I look at the moon and it has a clock face on it too. Time is different than on the tower. I attempt to memorize it and check when I wake up.

I start flying towards the moon, figuring now is a good opportunity to finaly get there. But change my mind, thinking, I don't want to lose lucidity. So I fly between some office buildings. I can start and stop, slow down, anytime I wish. I'm happy about this, because normally I'm out of control.

I wake up and I'm thinking, great, this was a several minute long LD and I'm happy and bummed out at the same time. Something prompts me to look at my hands and my fingers are a mess. I realize I'm dreaming. I see a DC and I'm so excited. I can finally talk to a DC. So I stop him and we start to talk. I notice his logo on his polo shirt. He is dressed in yellows and greens. Something comes over me and I'm thinking sex again. I don't wanna, but things start to stir and I can't stop it. I'm waking up and I know it, and cursing at myself for allowing it to happen.

I'm in a row of chairs again, trying to push my head forward to get a different sensation and I get into LD again. Wake up right away though.

There's a girl walking up a narrow attic staircase that she very much doesn't want to go up. There's something that looks like a child at the base of the stairs, forcing her to go up and see 'mother.' 'Mother' is something that this girl has fed people to before, but she's never gone up the stairs herself. Now she's failed the pair somehow. Whatever's at the top of the stairs feels nightmarish enough that I decide I don't want to see this, and take just enough control to back out of the scene. There was some resistance, and it felt like a race against time, whether I could get out before the girl got to the top of the stairs.

I'm standing somewhere airy, white walkways, a few white walls, mostly open space. There are a few pages on the ground, a story I was reading, but I feel too on edge to focus on it. I put my back to a wall, that helps.

The Magician on a city street with a little girl. He's saying, "Countless thousands of worlds, or (something, along the lines of 'a few') worlds and those you know." She asks what he means, and he says nevermind, but he's talking about the price for what he's about to do for her; something's going to be lost. He doesn't want her to feel guilty over it, so he doesn't explain the details. He raises his staff and these gold shapes form in the air around them - flat, curved, with sharp points, something like a tribal tattoo come to life, I have vague associations with wings and clockwork (they do resemble stylized wings, but no clue what the clockwork association's from) - and then their surroundings seem to shatter, taking them somewhere 'between worlds.'

Memory gaps and vague fragments after that: those same two characters standing in front of images like holograms, representing people that little girl knew, but the images are fragmentary, like they've had pieces digitally erased, leaving a bit of hair or a corner of a dress hanging in midair, but never any faces. Something to do with the importance of the little girl remembering "Rose," but there's a trick to it - she knew someone who was called Rose, but who also used another name, and it's that other name she really has to remember. Four knights, two in red and two in blue, male and female, and the man in blue has some message to do with the kid's father and something about a doll.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm playing some kind of game based on Middle-earth - there's no sense of me physically playing a video game or the like, I seem to physically be there and it seems to be a real place, but I think of it as a game. At the moment I'm trading in some weapon and given a new selection to choose from. It's mostly swords and daggers. I choose a staff. This alters the way the game is played, although I hadn't realized it when I made that choice; it removes me from the fighting and instead allows me to travel freely, flying over the countryside, exploring the world, unlocking all the elven settlements that were otherwise hidden. I won't be able to continue the storyline this way, but it has its appeal.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A movie about robots, filmed in first person POV, full of scenes designed to make you feel sympathy for the robots, even while the robots themselves remind you that they're just tools and there's no need to feel concerned.

Belle and a newly-human, rather fragile-looking Rumpelstiltskin have been traveling somewhere and are now in some dimly-lit house where they're finally meeting with Rumpelstiltskin's son. (His personality's so different from Bae's that I hesitate to use the same name for this dream version.) Belle and the son talk while Rumpelstiltskin's sort of collapsed in a chair, Belle's next to him, the son's on the second floor and looking down at them over a railing; she seems suspicious of him. It seems they've met before, in a shared dream, and something that she saw in that dream is making her suspicious of him now. He warns her not to take shared dreams too literally, as other associations tend to leak in.