lucid

I was having a dream about my cartoon. (Agian.) Once more I was executing non-lucid dream control to make the cartoon. I was thinking about the main villain in the comic, and his robot army. I began to come up with variations for his robot minions, such as having rocket launcher arms or jet packs. (In RL I do a cartoon, and the bad guy has an army of robot minions.)
The dream became animated in that the characters talked, had voices and moved around, but still looked like cartoons. I got to watch the heroes of the comic battle the new robot minions. The new robots posed a real challenge to the animated heroes.


I was taking a vacation with my family in Puerto Rico. (My family goes on a Holiday in Puerto Rico every year in RL) And we were checking into our favorite beach-side resort. (This resort used to be one of my dream signs because I would dream about it SO often.)
We had arrived and it was almost dusk. The dream's recreation of the resort was fairly accurate this time around. (I know the whole place like the back of my hand.) Although there were two big bamboo patches outside the lobby that I didn't remember being there.
And, because I dream about this place so often, I became vaguely lucid. But I didn't really become lucid until later. I can remember pondering my dreaming state while staring at the leaves of a palm tree.
Anyways, I walked around on the beach for a minute, and my parents called me to help move luggage into the room. I went and helped them, I think I made two trips with them until we had everything. We might have had a brief cookout fire on the beach or something similar, but I don't really remember. By this time, the sun was setting and my parents told me to go to bed. I went into our hotel room and laid down on the bed.
It was sort of like sleeping in Minecraft. When I lay down, my vision got darker and darker, and just when It went to black, I woke up with a jolt and it was immediately the next day.
When i woke up on the next day, I felt like the world was more vivid (when in reality the DREAM was more vivid.) I was getting up to walk outside when I woke up.

It was about 5:00am. Still an hour, went back to sleep.

I was at some OTHER resort with my parents as well as my cousins this time. The resort was one of those backwoods-themed places where all of the buildings are made to look like log cabins. The adults were checking in, save for my uncle who was giving me and my cousins a "tour" of the resort.
We were inside this atrium like building. The outside was made to look like a log cabin, as would be fitting for the resort, but the inside was entirely made of concrete, and had all of these platforms and walkways. We were up pretty high too, probably on the third or fourth floor.
The first thing we did was my cousin got interested by this table with a touchscreen on it. Apparently what it allowed you to do was make yourself into your own trading card. The table would take a picture of you what a built in camera. Then you could use the touchscreen to customize your card's stats and abilities. Then, for a dollar you could print it out. (I got to remember that idea, that is marketing genius!)
For some reason, I was interested by this red glowing column that ran up through all the concrete floors. Further inspection revealed that it was in fact (enter dream logic) a really tall coke machine. The money slot and dispensary were on the first floor.
My cousins and uncle made their way down a concrete spiral staircase to the coke machine. I tried to climb down through this weird lattice of concrete platforms suspended by steel cables. It turned out to be too difficult for me to do. I think one of my cousins wanted a soda. On the ground floor, there were two other coke machines that were of normal height.

Later, same dream.

I was helping my dad do something for the resort. Apparently, he had broken some furniture in the hotel room and needed to make it up to the owners of the resort. He wanted to do it by carving a big log bench for the room out of a tree trunk and placing it in the room. (Remember the resort was log cabin/ backwoods themed)
Anyways, he was carrying the log to outside a row of condo-type buildings. They were all built in a big meadow area surrounded by forest.
The log itself I remember vividly because of its massive size. It was probably three feet thick and ten feet long. He had carved four large notches into the log that were supposed to be the seats for the bench, but he was planning on doing the remainder of his work back in our hotel room.
When we got to the room, my dad said he needed me to carry the log the last little bit because there was a step-up to get into the room. I lifted the log and barely managed to fit the entire thing into the room.
Wait a second... I can't lift a giant log by myself... I'm dreaming! (Weird way to get lucid by the way.)
I got lucid. The door to the room closed and locked. The giant log disappeared when I wasn't looking. I stabilized the dream by saying "increase clarity" twice. I looked around the room. It had a log-cabin theme not unlike the rest of the resort. I think there were a pair of deer horns mounted on the wall.
The floor was covered in backpacks and suitcases, as well as piles of clothes, cameras and other sorts of travel gear.
I wandered around the room for a minute. I yelled "I'm dreaming" a couple times somewhere along the way to affirm to myself that I was lucid dreaming. But after a few minutes, I realized I was trapped in the room. (uh-oh)
I decided to try dream spinning. I closed my eyes and tried spinning around. I imagined the beach resort from earlier in the night. I began to see the imagery related to the resort, but I must have either lost it or given up to quickly, because when I stopped spinning I was still locked in the hotel room, and nothing in the dream scene had changed.
I recalled my dream from awhile ago, where I was firebending. Maybe I can use firebending to burn a hole in the wall and escape that way. I recalled the move I was practicing in that nonlucid dream, the spinning fire/lightning kick. I tried to do it, but no fire or lightning whipped off my foot.
I started to get very frustrated with the dream, and woke up not long after that.

I can't believe it. It feels like it's been months since I really had a full-length lucid dream. Now, true, my dream control completely and utterly failed. But, I couldn't care less. If I got lucid like this again tonight... that would be amazing.
If I can start having lucid dreams like this 2-3 times a week, I can begin to grapple with the problems of my dream control. I can revisit some of my old goals and maybe finally do the dream base.

11/18/13 LD #72 Late morning quick wbtb led to an awareness dild where I floated around the room and structure(drew it un-artistically), found Girl Friday and had a great time between the sheets. Dream sign mantra seems to be yielding some results but this one had more to do with awareness that the location was not in the same condition as it is in waking life...basically it was in the middle of remodeling.

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11/19/13 What is really strange is that one of my dream signs that only comes around maybe once a month but is usually a lucidity inducer (my deceased father in law) has shown up the last 2 nights and went right over my head (I assume my mantra incubated him into my dreams)...yet last night it may have kept me going in a more meaningful dream that was really quite special to me personally...it was my wife as a 2 year old coming up to me and she was just so darn cute...I didn't know her that young but I assume the DC was created from pictures I have seen of her around that age...(I am not posting my other dreams, getting lazy to and besides I have them in my personal journal) The dream:
Special one, false awakening into a fluffy bed with lots of comforters I can hear the train outside and I think that is strange this is not a place where I normally hear a train, it feels like its a house near (next town south) but perhaps it is the house on M. I get up and go to the living room and sit on the couch...later father-in-law gets up from bed I assume and comes and sits next to me as well as someone else gets up at the same time (feels like it is the strange version of my mother in law from the previous night's dream). He's telling me that he was seeing (this mother-in-law DC) or whoever doing something like a yoga pose where she's starts off on her back and legs up in the air and he's kind of wondering why does she do that, it seems like it has something to do with being able to lucid dream. A little kid walks by in the hall on the far side of the room, maybe about 2 years old and I hold my hands out and say come here about 3 times quickly and the kid comes towards me and surprisingly it looks like a young little (my wife's name)!! She is just so adorable. She has short hair and it just looks like her, like her pictures or like a really good representation of what my mind would think she would look when she was that age. She comes towards me but my father-in-law(her father) picks her up and it looks like she's fussing a little bit like she wants to come over to me and I say no its okay stay with (father-in-law) about 3 times as I rub her shoulder and arm in assurance. It feels like this was about to make me lucid as I woke up. As I'm laying in bed awake I think about how neat it is almost like traveling back in time to see her when she was young when she looked so darling. I also wondered if perhaps it was supposed to be our baby since I've been dreaming a lot about babies lately (no baby expected that I know of!).

After my dream battle dream I went back to sleep. I was in an assembly at school. Children from my lessons were there as well. Most of the children there were girls. She asked everyone why we were here and most people (including me) replied because they were trying to get to sleep. 1 of the girls said that she was here because that she did not like it when the Cadbury company were taken over and bought from Kraft. I though that was a little bit weird to say and I looked around and realized that it was a dream because that there was a door that was never there before. I ran down the stairs and went through the door. It was a black corridor. At the end of the corridor I saw a Webkinz Seal with a first edition W. It looked a bit gray. I picked it up and suddenly my dad ran past me and pretended to be a money and stole the seal and ran off on all 4s making monkey noises. My alarm clock went off and I woke up. This was a really weird dream. No wonder I realized that it was fake!

I had just found out that my best friend and her sisters share dreams almost every night so I asked my friend if we could try having a shared dream battle tonight. She said yes. That night I went to sleep using WILD. Once I was in the dream I was a headless chicken running around. I tried to make a portal to my friends dream. I could not do it as a headless chicken so I closed my eyes and when I opened them I was myself. I tried to make a portal but it would not work so I gotten a little bit frustrated. Then I remember from my Twilight Sparkle dream that I could use magic as Twilight Sparkle. I closed my eyes and tried to turn myself into Twilight Sparkle and it worked! I now used my magic and successfully made a portal. I concentrated on my friend and going to their dream and went through the portal. I opened my eyes and then I was in my best friends dream! There was a castle there with a big moat and a drawbridge. It was exactly like what she had explained to me at school that day. I then saw my friend standing there. I asked her if she was ready to start. She had spawned about 80 creepers and I flew away screaming because that she surprised me because she never answers my question. I then spawned a couple of robots that attacked the creepers. She spawned loads of Pikachu which jumped and climbed all over my robots. I was trying to spawn lots of Charizard but I turned myself into Charizard instead. I used flamethrower and killed all of the creepers. My friend was gone. I then suddenly woke up. I was lying in my bed. I then woke up for real. The next day at school I asked her if she had died because she dissapeared and if she saw me vanish. She said before I used my flamethrower she telaported behind me and killed me with a sword. Because she already knew that I used flamethrower before I told her and she knew that I must have woken up or gone somewhere else in the dream this proves that it was a real shared dream! This is the second shared dream that I have had. I might try and have another 1 tonight with a different friend. This was an awesome dream! I cant believe that having a planned shared dream together worked! I will try and do it more often now!

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

I am doing some stuff at home and then go through corridor into my room. Upon entering i feel that i am dreaming, but it fades.
Some person 'wakes me up' and i still feel the dream, i notice that bed is huge, taking like half of the room. I get up and look around, i briefly notice some anime person but he disappears very quickly. Then i look into mirror and i look completely different and apparently blonde. I try phase/teleport through wall but i get stuck midway and world starts glitching out like when using noclip in video game, shortly dream fades.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing dodonpachi daifukkatsu and it was way too easy.

Dream 3(fragments):

There was something about flying island on which there were dragons of light-blue scale color.

Dream 4(fragments):

Some story about cartoonish gods of greek mythology searching for a traitor through some places, including temple with marble pillars.

Dream 5(fragments):

I was at home, listening to some music. Then someone distracted me with talk and after i looked at monitor and there were danmaku patterns firing out of it.

Long, vivid lucid dream!!!

I was at our living room table with my mum and my grandma. My grandma was talking about this diet and my mum kept asking for more. In real life, my mum wants to lose some weight. She was being really annoying and then she decided to make one of the dishes my grandma was talking about.

My mum made a huge mess and for some reason that pissed me off. I told her she was stupid, and then she went upstairs. Last night, I had snacks in my bedroom, so I got scared she'd find them, so I ran upstairs to see where she had gone.

My bedroom door was shut. I tried opening it and someone was on the other side, trying to keep me outside. I pushed it really hard and it opened. I got in and my mum and the maid were inside. I looked around and everything was different. The furniture looked old and cheap and it was all ugly. I looked at my mum and I was like: "Are you kidding me?", but she didn't look too bothered.

I looked around again, still very pissed off. Then, it clicked. "Ohhh, I get it! This is a dream, right?" I looked at my hand. My fingers seemed normal, but I could tell there was something weird going on, and it was obviously a dream. My mum said "I don't know what you're talking about", but I left my room anyway.

I thought about what I should do. I tried summoning the character from my story again. I shouted his name a few times. Instead of working, I kinda fell face first on the floor. I was sure that'd wake me up, but it didn't.

I got up and didn't know what to do. I remembered the TOTM and decided to ask my mum what she was greatful for. I went to my room and... nobody was there. I shouted "mum!" a few times and then I heard her voice downstairs.

I went back to the living room and she was there, with some other people. I went to her and asked her what she was grateful for. She said that she was grateful that I had lost some weight. I told her that hadn't happened yet. So she said she was grateful that I was happy. I accepted that answer and I asked my aunt what she was grateful for, but I don't remember her answer.

Then, I looked around and the walls were all colourful. I started telling all the people there how amazing it was, cause everything felt so real. I touched the table and the walls and I was all "I can REALLY feel everything! And look at those colours! Everything is so vivid!" but nobody paid much attention to me.

Again, I was sure I'd wake up, but nothing happened. I still had no idea what to do, and then I remembered the bonus task. And that's when things got messed up... I was supposed to turn into a turkey, along with everybody else, and carve a human. Instead, I gave everybody pig ears and pig noses. I also had them, and, on the table, we had a pig on something like this:



And it had a human face. Then, I woke up.

I had a dream where I was at a club at my high school. I was there with a few other friends that I hadnt seen in a while. Basically the whole club deal was inside of what used to be our auditorium. I saw many people from High school and all of the girls I knew where in questionable outfits. I was showing off some of my lame dance moves which includd this one move where I did a handstand and took off one of my shoes and kind of span around on it. Anyways I had a very fun very long night and this part of the dream reminded me of another dream I had that was at the auditorium.
So the auditorium top floor was a club while the flow bellow it was the actual theater that was being used for some activitiies. I was inside the club, which seemed like a large warehouse with music playing and was gettingn a lotta attention. One girl smelt my jaket and was weirded out by how it smelt. All the girls around me seemed to give off an aura where they were intereseted but were somewhat inndifferent to me at the same time. After I got tired of that area I went to the entrance which was outside in front of te auditorium. I saw a good sized line in front of the heater and walked outside for a while and did my dance move. I heard a bunch of peple say "you think that youre so cool, huh?". I then went babck inside the buildinand went to the floor bellow.
The drama teacher, who was some sort white blond dude with short hair, was tring to shoo people out of that floor because soon he was going to have a meeting. He asked me if I was in some way part of the drama club when I was in school. Me and a few other dudes said yes and we started talking about how we used to deck tech for plays and whatnot. He said that they were oging to have a club meeting soon. I was there witha few dudes from work, including one very large dude. We saw a bunch of little kidsd come into the room for this dramam clsub meeting. The big dude came in and tried to give this one kid a high five but the kid wouldn't because he was intimidated by his sizez.
Then the drama club teacher started talking to use about a petitition to keep the drama club name the same. It would cost eighty three bucks per person to keep it the samme and the new name wasn't all that different because they had just ammended the name change somewhat already. I felt that it wasn't worth it. Then I woke up.
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tHERE WAs a few toy story characters in this dream.. In it I had made a bet with someone or something that I could survive the night. It was me and another person that I cant remember, probably a toy, vs this female toy and another toy. the female toy group seemed like the bad guuys. Anyways the challenge was set in a huge field and it was whoever made it to morning wins. there was barbed wire fence that lined the field as a sort of boundr. There was a lot of flying and maneuvering in this dream as well as team work as to which toys that we were going againt
it wasnt a scary dream by any stretch, but moreso a challenge. I had used many fdifferent techniques to overcome me and my parterns adversarie which were, in fact, much more inherently stronger than we. I was fighting the smarter female toy while my partner fought the bigger and more aggresive other toy.
We tried to play many tricks on them in order to win, even going so far as cheating. Near the end of the dream the female toy turned into woody and I elieve I was a lesser known toy that was jealous of him. Woody wouldnt let me live it down though and just wanted me to give up by the end of the night because by all means we had lost. I ended up ripping woody to pieces on tthe barbed wire but that didn't do anything. He just reformed himself afterwards.
At the dawn though I was still jealous of him and his popularity but we had a good heart to heart talk. It turns out that I made a deal with Goodwin and his big rottweiler black guard dog like the one from up that if we made it to the morning we would survive. He granted mercy on us because we had fought valiantly.
I woke up in my aunty's room. I was laying on the floor and I knew that everything was fine. I owned two dogs in this house, they were brand new. one was a poodle and the other was a normal brownish mutt. For some reason someone threw some dog treats on the ground but the brown dog wouldn't eat the treat so I picked it up with my mouth and gave it to the dog. I distinclty remember the taste of dog food. I also wondered why I did that, because dog food tastes way bad. I also knew that the room was red and my aunty mel lived there. then I awoke.
Vack before when we were still fighting tme and my partner had used many clever tactics which included using the momentum we ogt as we traveled around the field arena and trying to make our opponents collide with some objects like a canopy from a jet. It seemed that our power was directed from how many people believed in us.
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Had a bunch of lucid dreams. Each had to do with going outside and looking at the stars. One i had to defeat a badguy with superhero powers. Another i jus found people that i knew and talked to them.
I asked a dream charater if he knew that i was in a drewam and he g rabbed me by the shoulders and sc reamed yes! We were waitin for you to realize this.
Had a bunch of other dreams that i dont remember that well, most of them lucid.
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it is set oon a boat. There is Sgt Shreiner there as well as s ome other people fro work. I don't know where we are going but it seems to be on some sort of adventure. We had just moved on from other modes of transportation to this one. On this new set of transportation there were a few people lready on it and they seemed to be a group themselves. There were a few different types of people but mostly old ladies, or at least there wer some. They were diggin on Sgt Shreiner. They even made little banners and designs for us, one of which was streamers connected to small Cardboard wings that were hand cutout. Sgt Shreiner talked about losing his hair and also I ended up in a room with another person and an old lady.
in the room we were all getting ready to sleep, as it was like a hotel room. I was setting up my iPod dock to play some music on y headphones but it would only play out loud.
Before this whole ordeal with the boat there was another part of the dreamI don't exactly remember what we were doig before, but it seemed that we were all collectively trying to get away from something potentially harmful., llike some sort of apocolypse.
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There was another set of dreams where I was with my family. We were travelling all over the place. We stayed in a bunch of different hotels, and I was by myself in a huge room. I think that we were near a huge amusement park, then we ended up and my grandparents house. there was a stack of bugs and the bee

We were in a normal room in a normal house. There were toys that were animate and a large number of pets, mostly dogs. There was something inherently demonic about something in the room, but I can't remember.
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i had a few lucid dreamss where i was the hulk and and there was also another hulk and his son and we would all go out and give hase to each other. We lived on a hill overlooking a giant expanse of ocean. There were tall rocks jutting out of it.
There were also very long ribbon like sea monsters in that water, probably a few football fields long. Most were a light purple in color while the last was a light bron on top almost like a certain type of shark.
I remember during our morning chases I felt very happy. It was an interesting feeling. I knew I was in a dream, but I wanted to try out a different way of flying, so I tried this. Leaping from place to place. I could feel gravity and weightlessness at the same time. I wasn't able to hop out of the water so easily though.
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There was another portion of a dream that I dont remember that well. The end of the dream there was a very realistic depiction of a toy plush clown putting himself together bit by bit. From the loose shiny yellow material that made up his suit, to the Red puffballs that made up his hair and nose. I remember that I was watching this whole scene in the form of an animated comic book, with each panel being a different animation.
Slowly the clown put himself together, it seems creepy, but it didn't feel creepy at the time at all. Soon enough the clown toy started to take human shape. It was jack nicholson's face on the clown, the white makeup only being absent on his face.
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In the dream the party was continuing on. There was a lot of different things to do, llike rides and such. We were all just having an amazing time. It was weird though because there was some sort of conflict. We all ended up in bunk beds in one of the rooms ater an extensive session. Then for some reason we had to leave. There was an issue with drugs or something. We ended up going to this big mall area, where my dad ended up talking to some shady guy that was selling drugs and buying them. He got all giggly and then tripped hard. There was a part of this dream that we all ended up going to the bathroom.
Anyway I think my dad had a bad trip, but I wanted to try out the DMT in the dream. I asked him if that was possible, and he tossed me a small bag with the drug in it. His only words were "Don't drink it, you will get a massive panic attack. Smoke it" and left. Before I was able to take the DMT though, I sat down and tucked it underneath me. I had a false awakening though which I knew because when I woke up in my room, that wasn't my room, the drug was still tucked underneath me. Thats how I got into a lucid dream.
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I was in my room and I stepped outside. I tried to turn it to day time but it would not work. I started looking at a distance far away and as I start to get up to fly someone is behind me. He latches on to me and I fly. It seems he is supposed to be somewhat scary, but I am not scared whatsoever. I start flying backwards to that spot.
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I am in Norway for work. I vividly remember seeing Norway from a distance above it, almost as if looking at a map. It was really beautiful. We were near an area that was by the shallow water. I somehow got home, but returned and noticed that I was somewhat paranoid that I was going all the way home, and I still had to go to work.
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I am back in Hawaii at my grandparents house. For some reason I am helping my aunty clean up the yard by raking the leaves. The tree I know that is there in the yard is in a different position than I remember, and even though their dog is already dead, there is a lot of dog poop lying around in the yard.

I dreamed about a cop who looked a little like one of the people I work with (but not really), and he was harassing a woman about her ID card. She'd had her ID stolen, and it was a tribal ID, and the cop was giving her trouble over it not being a valid ID while both of us argued with him that it was. I was particularly irritated since the person that the cop reminded me with would never be such a jerk. Eventually, we convinced him, and he recovered the ID, which had been discarded in a parking lot.

I kept waking up and dozing because I was cold. I finally woke up completely and put a warmer shirt on and turned the thermostat up. I tried some visualization exercises, but fell back asleep.

I don't remember much about my dream, but someone was throwing a party, and there were 3 rooms, and each had a different activity in it. One of them was scrabble, but they were using 5 scrabble boards all at once, and people would keep letters they "won" by spelling words with them. One guy had won a lot of letter tiles and had built a tiny tile city out of them. I recall there being furniture in the room in the most awkward places, like a desk that was just sitting in the middle of the room.

I wake up, back to sleep, again visualizations. I'm frustrated because they haven't been working well the past 2 nights.

I dream that I am eating an apple, and it is delicious. It's huge, the size of a grapefruit. It's soft and juicy, and it's purple inside. I somehow know I am in an alternate dimension on an alien planet, and wonder if the seeds will grow new apple trees if I discard or plant them here. I try to convince another dream character (a recurring character, sort of a witch or sorceress) that she ought to eat some of the apple.

Wake up. Lie on my back and try to relax. I'm making some progress with visualizations and then I snore and startle myself. Ooops. Back to square one. Ok, time to turn on my side so I don't snore again.

I'm visualizing and dozing off and bitching to the wizard-cat (another recurring DC) that I'm frustrated with how things are going this morning. We are both drinking coffee out of mugs. I figure that maybe if I hold a conversation, it'll help draw me in. It's actually starting to work, detail is starting to creep into things (but it's still all very hazy and not at all real or anywhere near a dream). I sniff my coffee but instead of smelling like coffee, it smells spicy-sweet. Suddenly, out of nowhere, instead of the dream gently forming around me I'm fully lucid and the mug is completely real. It startles me so badly that I drop the mug and wake up.

There's a weird interlude before I fully wake up where I'm trying to find my arms and they're invisible. I know I'm dreaming, but at the same time I'm not sure, and I'm also half awake, so it's more like a weird semi-OBE than a lucid dream. I finally manage to actually move my arm and wake myself up.

Naturally, I'm irritated. I sigh and work on visualizations again. I explore an imaginary room. I'm in the great room of the cottage near the fireplace when I start to slowly ease into sleep. I'm sitting in front of the fireplace, wondering why there's a fire going and logs in the fireplace, but there's no pile of wood. I reach behind myself, produce some logs, and set them in the bin next to the fireplace. There's suddenly a desk in the middle of the room, the one from the scrabble dream, for pretty much no reason at all. Unfortunately, I lapse into unawareess.

After a gap in time I'm on a bus. I realize that it's almost a completely fully formed dream, but it's so thin and I'm so close to being awake that if I make the "push" that I need to make it super-real (i.e. feel like reality rather than a super vivid visualization) I will probably wake myself up. It's all very flat, like watching a scene rather than being in it. There is another DC there, a sorceress, but she flickers and turns into the warlock character (recurring DC). He is a smart-ass but generally helpful when it comes to gaining lucidity. The bus flickers and fades. I wake up and doze. I am now in some sort of weird geometric environment. Everything is made of white square tiles but it's also like something out of Escher. Warlock DC is there with me, silently walking with me through the scenery. Again, it is close to clarity but not really "there". Instead of trying to brute-force it and try to push through the membrane of the dream all at once to bring it into full focus, I dive to the ground and start running my hands and face on the carpet (that wasn't there a moment ago). I can't make anything focus or make it clear, the sensation is a lot like being really drunk. I go through a door and try to will a scene change even if the dream's not fully formed, hoping it will be easier that way. The room only half-changes, and everything is still white. I rub my hands together, hoping to make things more vivid, but it doesn't really do anything. I get frustrated and wake up.

Successful teleportation with closed eyes... my first of these! Great new skill to have. (This was the third of three lucid dreams from this morning.)

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #165: Travel Buddy

The sister of a good friend has been kidnapped and I’ve gone on a mission to rescue her. (False memory: no waking life friend, no sister) She’s being held in a place that looks like a mental hospital. I’m hazy on how we get to this point, but she’s hurt or disabled, and I wind up carrying her slung over my shoulder, pursued by a handful of guys in suits. The hallway we’re in dead-ends at a locked door, but I crash through it.

Now I'm running along a metal walkway around the outside of the building which ends at a railing. I'm fifty feet up and trapped. There’s another walkway I could jump to but it feels hugely risky to do this while carrying another person. I’m wondering what to do when I realize that the whole thing is a dream.

The whole scene goes quiet -- the pursuers are gone and my companion is now standing on the walkway beside me. I realize that she isn’t my friend’s sister or in fact anyone I know at all. My reaction to this is to think Awesome! and begin randomly making out with her for a moment. After just a bit of this she sort of loses interest and wanders away, quickly disappearing. I gaze down at the street below and as I try to look closely at what’s down there, I unintentionally teleport to street level.

I find myself standing in a vacant lot. From the sidewalk, a very attractive woman with a pixie haircut is calmly watching me. I’m still feeling a little amorous so I hurry quickly over to her. “Hi!” she says. “What did you want to say to me?”

I feel a little sheepish because it feels obvious that she already knows. “I was looking for sex.”

“Okay,” she says. “I could do that if you want. But before you decide what to ask for, you need to know that I can help you do anything you want me to.” She really emphasizes this last part.

Even though she doesn’t say it outright, I get the sense that I get only one chance to make a choice. “Can you help me get to the Great Barrier Reef?” I ask, referring to Task of the Year.

“Yes!” she says. “I can help you with anything! We have to take an airplane to get to Australia.” She hurries down the sidewalk and I follow her. Day quickly turns to night as we approach a squat, black building that looks a bit like a dingy train station.

She explains that, “There’s no direct flight to Australia from this airport so we’ll have to stop at <some name> airport.” The place doesn't really look like an airport, but I believe what she's saying.

“Can’t I just teleport to the other airport?” I ask. (For some reason, teleporting right to the Great Barrier Reef does not occur to me.)

“Go ahead! Try it now, it’ll work!” she says, rather excitedly. I feel incredibly encouraged by this. I close my eyes, imagine the other airport, open them again, and now I’m inside a huge room in a new airport! There’s a big flight departure board covered with lots of illegible information about the flights going through this airport.

She’s standing nearby grinning and she says something congratulatory and mentions that we need to catch our flight. I assume that I can just teleport to the next location, though, and I immediately close my eyes again. I get a sudden little jolt of fear that I’ll mess up somehow. In particular I fear that I'll open my real eyes, so I kind of lose my nerve. The room goes into this half-haze, she disappears, and I feel like I’m losing the dream.

I paw at the scenery nearby and after a bit the scene comes back. Unfortunately my travel buddy seems to be gone for good. I wander around a bit more, walking through a bathroom and mentally writing something on the wall. I find this interesting at first but start feeling a little frustrated when the letters and words won’t stay the same.

I roam the airport a bit longer, but eventually the dream fades.

This is the second of three lucid dreams from this morning.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #164: Mountain Bus Ride

I’m seated on a bus, taking a trip along a beautiful, winding mountain road. There’s a girl of maybe 12 or 13 seated a few rows in front of me and she looks straight back, giving me a look that says, What are you doing here? I realize that I’m dreaming.

I stand up, grabbing the back of one of the seats. I rub my hands over it and the dream responds by becoming more vivid and immersive. I look to my right and see an attractive woman in her late 20s with an out-of-control head of curly, wild red hair seemingly pouring in every direction. Was she in the seat next to me? I don’t remember her. I have the impulse to approach her and make out with her but manage to stay focused.

I walk out into the aisle and grasp the seats with both hands. I join all of the other passengers in looking out the left window, catching a view of a beautiful green valley dotted with trees. The sun is low but hasn’t quite set yet and the lighting looks amazing. I’m so taken with what I see that I decide to just stop and enjoy the view for a while.

After staring out the window for perhaps two minutes or so, I decide to advance along the bus a bit and think about what I want to do. As I move forward, the seats sort of close together, blocking my path. Now the aisle has moved to my left, so I try to move that way to catch it. But once I do, it seems to shift again. I start feeling frustrated by all this and move to crawl over the seats, but the dream ends.

This is the first of three lucid dreams from this morning.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #163: Indoor Swim Lesson

I’m standing in the master bedroom, thinking about lucid dreaming when it occurs to me that I’m having one right now. I hear Wife getting the kids ready for an activity nearby. My first instinct is to go see what they’re up to but instead I decide to work on a task.

I remember the Great Barrier Reef Task of the Year. I walk around the master bedroom a bit, trying to figure out whether there’s anything here I can use as an easy bridge to the Great Barrier Reef.

I wind up standing in front of our closed television cabinet, staring. I have some vague idea of watching a related TV program, but it all sounds too complex. Instead I start trying to swim my hands and imagine that I’m in the water. There’s a confusing moment where my feet float off the ground for a moment but I pretty quickly plunge into the void after that.

I try to keep up the swimming motion but for some reason my right arm is now pinned to my body. I feel very confused about this. I wonder if I’m sleeping on my stomach and becoming aware of my physical body, but quickly try to shift away from this unhelpful line of thinking.

I flail around trying to swim with just my left arm for a bit. It feels awkward but at least I seem to be in some kind of water. My feet brush along the bottom of this “ocean” I’m in and it feels like my bare feet are touching sand. My breathing starts feeling a bit choked (not like drowning, but more like my throat needs to be cleared) and I wake up.

Morning of November 18, 2013. Monday.



I am within a lucid dream but I do not get the impression that it is anywhere familiar. I am outside in a larger city and perhaps floating “two-people high” from the sidewalk, my attention somewhat upwards at a slight angle. There is a boy filming some sort of amateur documentary from his single bedroom window, from I believe the fourth floor of a large, tall, old-brick apartment building. He seems mournful after a time, his rather large video camera mounted on a tripod about a foot from the window (which is only open by about one-fifth). He has the camera aimed at the street, near an intersection. There are stores in the area, including a larger shopping mall (with a large parking lot) kitty-corner from the building. Suddenly, I hear him cry out, “Are we all just ignorant?” in a somewhat frustrating way but with a tone of sadness. I see no people walking on the streets, but there are a few cars that go by.

Simultaneously as I hear him yell the phrase, he is instantly sitting on the ledge (with the window now open) in pajamas with a blanket around him with no sign of the video camera in the room behind him - although I get an impression he is now holding a small Kodak Instamatic camera. For less than a second, I think he might be ready to fall forward and off the ledge to his death (although there is no feeling that he may be suicidal) with a vague and quickly passing moment of panic (although I have no idea who he is). There is a strange “glittering” in my dream (recurring) that I cannot quite describe, a vivid feeling of all molecules shifting (or somehow turning inside-out or flipping topsy-turvey) everywhere in the universe or within the construct of my perception.

After time passes, I experience the “twinkling” again (like thousands of miniature “black holes” flipping over to “expose” a higher dimension - somewhat like countless diamonds spinning on the horizontal access) - it is everywhere within the city and alters my physical awareness, mood, and perception. It has something to do with a higher dimension being visible or “pictured” in example form within this dimension, the reversal of representing a three-dimensional (Necker) cube on a sheet of paper with lines and implied planes or drawing a two-dimensional line within one plane.

Some sort of inter-dimensional “radio-tower” is responsible. The “twinkling” is not actually twinkling but some sort of event that can be described with a more complex understanding of “Hilbert Space” and spherical harmonics. Of this higher dimension, the construct is of some sort of quantum cylinders (representing the “atoms” of that domain) with a third quantum polarity (in addition to positive and negative) which means that magnetism or even gravity must work in a completely different fashion (however, neutrons ARE of neutral charge after all - an addition to the binary concept of positive and negative, but not viable in the “perfect” digital world where every bit has to be either on or off or one or zero). The “cylinders” (which are not actually cylinders - they only look as such in this dimension as it would be impossible to visualize them clearly in a human perspective) work as the “atoms” of that dimension whereby there are TWO “complimentary” nuclei that converge and separate along an internal section (relative to the implied radius of the “cylinder”) of what would look like a linear course but actually integrates with two additional orbiting “electron constructs” (but are not electrons) in a seeming (but illusory from this dimension’s viewpoint) X-shaped rotating and revolving “orbit” (meaning that the orbit itself goes “around” in an additional orbit of its own - “rotating” of course meaning on its own axis and “revolving” meaning going around another source - many uneducated people get these terms confused). This is as hard to visualize as trying to draw a square using only separate dots and focusing only on the dots themselves rather than the implied square - whereby you would then be showing a two-dimensional construct using variations of only one dimension or one repeated - displaying in the form of the two-dimensional image, which would imply a “theoretical multiverse” or meta-universe (theoretical ONLY within that one-dimensional existence but actual fact in the higher third-dimension).

There is a (fictional) book on quantum geometry dynamics (with inter-dimensional phasing that reminds me of polarity differentiation in digitized sound waves, whereby the sound goes from “ghosting” frequencies to absolute silence with exact positive and negative polarity layering of the same sound source over itself, rather than gaining or doubling volume as the “average” person would likely believe and likely refuse to believe the truth about unless directly shown in a DAW session) with information on specialized integrated “radio towers” (or what look like radio towers).

I almost understand it. It seems to explain many facets of seemingly paranormal events in the physical world. The “higher selves” of human beings are, in analogy, to this limited physical world “represented” in the same way as we in the physical world here are associated to a flat drawing of a (Necker) cube on a piece of paper, yet we can still see the “cube” as a cube even though it is only represented by lines and planes - however, the presentation being potentially ILLUSORY or misleading (which is very important) - due to the fact that the cube may seem to invert or flip, appearing completely differently to different people at the same time - or perceptually becoming a “hollow” rather than a projection, similar to the inverted mask effect with tulpa sessions (especially when rotating on the vertical axis), whereby the image seems to become seen from inside the mask (hollow-like) rather than from the outside look of it (often to the point where a person cannot tell the difference or can even will it to appear as they want by mental focus alone) - also similar to how “emboss” and “engrave” represent implied dimensional reversals in graphics programs such as PolyView. The fictional book which is a play on “Radio Towers” (but I am not certain of the name) is by a (assumed fictional) name that is so clear that I am able to immediately jerk myself out of my dream state and write it “automatically” (as I was lying in a way where I could reach pen and paper easily). The name turns out to be: “Won Kim Po Hep”.

Looking at it consciously, it almost looks like the second two words could be a play on “Poor help”, but in my dream it is supposedly a complete name. It could possibly be my dream being sarcastic in “saying” that “Won Kim is not much help” regarding incomplete or possibly even fringe science.

The strange energies I felt in my dream carried over into waking life and I still feel them slightly (it is a very pleasant body-wide sensation), with a very subtle sound-shifting (from a nearly inaudible buzzing to more of a white-noise effect) - which I think is mostly only due to how certain muscles are either tensed or relaxed as this has always been the case with me physically. Turning my head to either fully left or fully right and flexing my neck muscles a little bit immediately causes me to hear loud high-frequency ringing in either ear (the ear of the direction I turn to). I assume that is normal for most people as I did not question it even when little (but my hearing was tested as being unusually better than average when I was young - even had to do the test a couple more times as they did not seem to believe the results - my wife had the exact same experience, so I guess it happens a lot - it is simply when you wear headphones and raise your hand when you hear a particular tone). This was likely also related to how I was sleeping, as the tension and relaxation levels of all muscles in the body always seems to change the background “white noise” frequencies in my hearing (even moving and tensing my feet and toes).

Important Wikipedia LINKS for the curious:

Necker Cube

Hilbert Space

Spherical harmonics

Quantum geometry (general)

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps.

Was doing WILD but got only as far as brief vivid HH/start of dream where i was in the chair in my room and there was a weird person to the right.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some tactic multiplayer game where we were fighting enemies while grouping in squads.

Dream 2:

I slowly wake up and looking that i am in different room, realize that i am dreaming. Dad is in the chair near window, looking out of it, he disappears as i briefly look around. Then i think to phase through window again but then remember that i wanted to practice teleport more. I look around for clear wall surface suitable for phasethrough/teleport but dream shortly just ends.

First LD : [COLOR="#008080"]I am in my apartment when I suddenly feel like I'm dreaming. I make a RC and realize I'm dreaming.I look around and I do lots and lots of stabilization just to be sure. I jump out the window and yell for a person. I keep searching and searching when I suddenly see Michael from RT. I jump on his back and tell him if he can go to Gavin. He nods then he goes to this weird-looking apartment.I see Gavin and other people from RT there. I jump on Gavin and that's all I remember.[/COLOR]
2nd LD : [COLOR="#008080"]I woke up from the LD and I know I'm in a FA so I do a RC and realize I'm dreaming.My phone rings and I get it out of my pocket and answer. It's a guy from my class telling me that a tornado will come. I look outside the window and see a tornado coming. The dream then skips to me being in the same apartment I was in the first LD. I tell everyone that we should celebrate because I got lucid.[/COLOR]

(color function for denoting lucid parts not working so use bold instead, sorry) 11/17** 1045 4am fragment about placeholders 1 long the other consisting of couple of smaller brackets but placeholders all the same(meaning unclear). Wbtb dream sign mantra then ssild. I have realized lately that the cycles allow me to not focus on the HI's but when I get a flurry of them I can't help but try to interact and jump into the dream. I'm in a home and there were two sets of keys that belong somewhere else laying on a bed and I grab them to put them back or hide them. I start to think where were they from trying to remember and I cannot so I think I must just hide them so I get ready to take them out to my car and a woman comes out of one of the rooms she looks nothing like my mom but in the dream she is my mom and it's like I'm visiting her she goes to the bathroom to pee or something and I tell her that I have to go and go out to my car and I see that her husband is pulling in but her husband does not seem like my father . She comes out to a balcony above where I'm
parked and she has a little boy she introduces the boy and her husband to me. The boy is wearing loose shorts and it looks like he is not wearing anything underneath the shorts so I look away, akward. Next dream I'm in a bedroom sitting on a bed next to a couple, a married couple and there's a woman laying on the floor who looks attractive at first. The couple starts talking about having a threesome with the woman on the floor but her face starts changing it looks a little odd it looks like she's wearing too much makeup especially red rouge. I start to become lucid slowly during this scene but the big aha moment was later. Since the couple was not making a move the woman on the floor made her move and straddled the wife started kissing her and at first it look like the wife was a little uncomfortable but then they all three got into it while I watched. It felt like the couple was my friends so it didn't occur to me to join especially since my idea of
multiple partners does not involve a man. As I'm watching, a woman caresses me from behind and knowing that there was no one else in the room it really locked in the idea that I was dreaming but as she aggressively grabbed me from behind it woke me up into vibrations where I try to reenter the dream or any dream but it fades into a false awakening or a non lucid dream. At some point I'm out in front of the house on M Boulevard and I'm acting silly with a portable folding table on my head running around and a car pulls up a small blue sporty car maybe like Fiat. I continue acting silly towards people in the car and I guess I pissed them off because they get out of the car and a couple of them have guns with very small narrow barrels not really like many guns you would see. I apologize and tell them I'm just acting crazy and they say okay well we're going to take inside the house as if they are going to report it to the owners of the house inside which is
my in laws house. I have enough waking life memory to realize as we're going into the house there is a party that my father in law will not be in there since he has passed away but I do see family friend of ours S close friend of M. One of my dream sign mantras was to lookout for my father in law because that usually makes me lucid funny how I thought of him but did not become lucid, of course I did not see him though. Afterwards they are nice to me and I go with him to a food truck where they are getting some kind of fish sandwich made out of a fish patty I believe. I woke up again around 6 and this was either a second WBTB or an early morning nap. I do my dreams son mattress again and then SSILD cycles and I start to get a lot of interesting HI's. I'm noticing early on that by doing the cycles it helps me tonight focus on the HI's as recommended. Two different times this night I had them featuring a newborn baby and also lots of them with various
women most of them sexy but clothed. They start to come more and more close together and I start to get the idea that I can enter a dream from one of these. So I was attempting to wild but I lost consciousness at some point but I eventually was in a dream that was related to one of the images but I did not realize that until later. I was standing in a hallway and was admiring a couple of different beautiful women 1 and then later another one that made eye contact with and I tried to make eye contact with her again but as I was following her with my head and eyes my father was standing there...my initial thought was he saw me checking out a woman but then I realized wait a minute he is hundreds of miles away right now so I am dreaming. I walked away from my father (though I wish I talked to him first now as recalling the dream I could have asked him some interesting things just to see what his dream character would say.) I walk down the hall
rubbing my hands to stabilize but I lose patience and start flying down the hall to the women's restroom. I imagine the kind of woman I want to be in there and I go in and start making out with her. We go into a stall though not my normal chosen venue and we're going at it feverishly and she starts to give me a BJ it feels really good and then another woman comes in and they are both going at me. I finish off and I think about how it feels so realistic and exhilarating and I start to wonder if it also happened in waking life and at first I think that it did but later realize it was a false awakening where I "woke up" excited and in this false awakening I thought to myself that I did something that Laberge says doesn't happen in a lucid dream, that I had a wet dream and even get up to clean up the evidence thinking that this has to be something quite unusual to do before later waking up for real and realizing that was a false awakening. I'm quite happy
with what just happened but a little disappointed but a little relieved that the false awakening was false. I start making some notes then lay back down close my eyes and then turn over and start making some more notes in waking life. One of them involves the different images I was seeing before the dream started and also a reminder for me to look up some other great motionless reality checks. I also think about how I've woken up quite a few times with my lips feeling very wet to the point that I have to wipe them and I wonder if this is happening during false awakenings because my lips are normally quite dry. Possibly another way to catch false awakenings. I also make a note that I should have a decent size drink of water when I get up from my normal first awakening that is usually 4 hours after going to sleep so that I can wake up in what seems to be my sweet spot close to 5:30-6a.m. And be able to do it on weekdays possibly but have to be ready for
false awakenings involving my wife getting up to get ready for her day. I also made a note that I seem to be able to relax real well while laying on my back if I bend my knees up with my feet flat on the bed and then slowly lower my knees back to the bed.

Previous night below...

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1130 300 5:05 **Almost lost recall of this lucid dream because it lead into a false awakening and I have two non lucid dreams after the lucid dream before getting up and recording anything...may have lost it if I didn't take the time to record the dream I woke up from and start tracking back the previous scenarios and dreams. The furthest back I can go I remember looking up at the sky and seeing the moon and being reminded of my goal to fly to the moon. I actually thought about this and several other potential dreams signs as I was going to sleep. Without thinking first I took off to start flying but then I quickly land back down realizing that I should stabilize first and I begin rubbing my hands and telling myself I'm dreaming. After I feel stable in the dream I look up to the sky for the moon pick it out and start flying again towards the moon. It gets blurry as I approach the moon and it has a grayish brown color to it and I land. I start doing the bounding around because I thought it would be fun and it was fun but the dream lost vividness during the flight and also on the moon and I was not
happy with the way the moon looked...the color of the Moon I was hoping would look more realistic. (I plan to go back and re-do it) The next thing I know I find myself back in bed with vibrations and I plan to reenter the dream or any dream lucid . But I ended up in a false awakening but I did not catch it unfortunately and I was in a room looking down at a blanket with a moon pattern on it which should have reminded me right there I don't understand how that did not remind me! Someone was asking me if I can send the blanket to them, to ship it to them. Perhaps I laid in the bed for a while trying to get back to sleep and eventually just dozed off which led to that false awakening . The next dream, before getting up and writing this in my paper journal, I was in a warehouse & it almost seems like I was there for work but it becomes more like a party setting. A guy walks up with a billy club and hits some guy and I say to him really with a billy club? Then the guy starts coming towards
me and can't remember if he hit me but I remember walking up to I guess my boss and saying that I will need to leave early. I get confused trying to find the way out to my car there are lots of big bay doors and it seems like my old friend B from childhood was there with me. Someone was leaving with me. At some point the dream transitions to a party or get together in a house and I see roxana and she gives me a big hug and oddly kind of rubs her face against mine like she misses me so much. I also see G who I know from the same place and she is looking at my phone had a picture of the other G that I know admiring the guy that is in the picture with G. Perhaps she has Facebook up on my phone and I told her well you should see her husband, he's a model. A baby walks up to me maybe about 1 year old and I pick it up I think it is a girl she starts to fuss so I put her back down and it looks like she has a twin because the mother is breastfeeding and put
down the other twin who walks up to me and I pick her up and she does not fuss; perhaps the other one was hungry. The baby has strange high brows and I look at the mom and she does also and she looks more like an alien lizzard woman or something as the features become more and more noticeable. Audio information is playing in the background explaining that children with this condition have flower shaped hands as in fingers around in a circle like petals on a flower and they have trouble gripping things.