lucid

Just wanted to say I was particularly pleased with myself this morning. I am still very much learning and normally I realise I am in a dream when something bad happens; being chased, ghosts, deaf. At which point I would take over Lucidly and change the nightmare. However last night I impressed myself by becoming Lucid by noticing something much smaller - See I can drive but I don't have a car. In the dream I had forgotten something and was driving rapidly back to my house to fetch it, then It dawned on me that I couldn't be driving if I don't own a car, and became Lucid from there. Good progress!

October 13, 2013

A side-note
A lucid dream
A dreamsign

These dreams came after insomnia kept me awake from 1:30 to 4:30. Before going back to bed, I listened to the dreaming self-hypnosis files I made for myself.

Drugs at a wedding
I'm at a wedding with my wife. We're walking around "back stage." Lots of people are moving around, getting ready. We pass the photographer's area and see at least half a dozen giant camera lenses - they're inches wide and at least a couple of feet long. I think ruefully back to the few weddings we shot with our "cheap" DSLR.

Now I'm standing above the seats. The place looks like a concert hall, with the seats in a semicircle around the stage. The floor is incredibly sloped, going down at at least a 45 degree angle. There are countless rows, so the stage is far, far below me. The curtains are still drawn. My wife is sitting on the top row, which is still a good 10 feet below me. Her chair is all by itself, with a table and lamp next to it. I realize she'd expected that I would sit with my friends while she stayed in the back to feed the baby. Now I'm next to her, seeing if there are any seats nearby we can move to and sit together.

Now we see a group of her old friends a few rows beneath us. They see us, too, and are waving at us to come down to them. Now we're with her friends. They're in a roughly circular area that's clear of chairs. I don't know any of them, so I'm staying at the edge of the clearing, near the chairs. I want to sit down, but even though this area doesn't have many people sitting in it, they're sitting in such a way that no three adjacent seats are empty: if I'm going to sit, I'm going to have to sit next to someone. I finally resign myself to it and sit by a stranger.

Now my wife is gone - I don't know where to - and her friends are acting very strange, very loopy. They're trying to give me something that will make me feel really good. I don't know what's going on, but I want no part of it, so I start to walk away. A girl from the group comes running around in front of me and tries to slap something on me. I don't know what she's doing, but I'm sure it's nothing good, so I dodge. I think she missed me, but then I notice there's a small sticker on my nose. With horror, I realize it must be some kind of drug patch. I try to peel it off, but it's too late. I feel the drug start to take effect, and the world slips away.

Now I'm on a pool deck. I feel very strange, and I'm not myself. I think I'm a mouse, though I'm really just very small. A tiny dog is nearby. The deck furniture towers around us. We swim out into the pool and make it to a small floating platform, which we climb onto. I manage to tie the platform to the dog, then we both jump back in and swim back to the pool deck, with the dog dragging the platform behind itself.

Now I'm in a dusty town. Something is wrong, though I'm not sure what. I see the town sheriff and deputy go up to a large door with two keyholes. They each take a key, insert it into a keyhole, and turn at the same time. Somehow, I know that they were given these keys by a stranger, and that by unlocking this door they've corrupted themselves and unleashed destruction on the town. Now I'm running from something in the town.

Now I'm running down a wide hallway when giant yellow squash, a.k.a. Squashers, come bounding in from the other direction. I hope they didn't see me and try to get out of their way, but one veers off towards me. As it's pushing me towards the back wall, I wonder what it's like to be killed in a dream. That stray thought gets me lucid.

Candy and flying
Now I'm in a small room, the size of a small closet. It's kind of like a little tiny cubicle, since it's not actually closed on all four sides. At this point, as is usual for my lucid dreams, I'm still following the dream's plot. I decide to make the room bigger, so I point at one of the unconnected edges, then move my finger, and the edge of the wall follows my finger, growing longer. I make a similar gesture and push the wall back.

Then I remember that I have 2 goals I want to accomplish (flying and one of the basic tasks of the month, eating candy) and I should be doing those instead. I decide to tackle eating candy first. I start to think about how best to summon some candy. I remember that most of my attempts at direct dream manipulation in the past have failed, so that's out. Believing that something exists behind me, then turning and finding it, has always had a great apeal to me; unfortunately, it's also always failed in the past. Then, I remember reading that ordering DCs to change the dream tends to be very reliable, so I decide to try it. I walk through the gap in the wall into a living room. A few women are sitting around on overstuffed chairs, some with ottomans, some without. I walk up to the nearest one. She's in a tan chair next to a small round side-table with a lamp, with her feet resting on an ottoman. She's wearing an intense blue, maybe a purple. I tell her to give me candy.

She looks up at me, and I see that she's a friendly middle-aged woman. She gives me a motherly smile, grabs her purse, and starts to look through it. It's packed full of odds and ends, but nothing looks like candy. She looks up at me, then points to a long, narrow, zippered bag (also a violent blue) on the ottoman. It's already open, and it's packed to overflowing with all sorts of candy. I pick it up and look through it. I remember that in the waking world I'd been planning to try to eat some chocolate, so I look for a chocolate bar. I manage to find a "Fun Size Snickers" bar near the top of the bag, so I take it. I tear off the wrapper and look at it. It looks just like a tiny square chocolate bar, with smooth brown sides and a wavy top. I take a bite through the middle; it tastes like chocolate. I look at the section I bit through and see that it looks like a Three Musketeers bar, but with a thin ribbon of dark chocolate running through the middle. It actually tastes about as it looks.

One goal finished, one to go. I leave the house through a sliding glass door. I find I'm at the top of a grassy hill. In front of me, the hill leads down to the ocean. I can see the waves lapping against a rocky shoreline with just a bit of sandy beach. Off to my right are a few trees. To my left, the grassy hill just goes down with nothing in the way. I turn to the left and start to run down the hill, then jump up and spread my arms like wings, holding them straight out to my sides. At the height of my jump, I'm three or four feet off the ground, but I quickly come back down and stabalize in a glide just a foot or two above the ground. It's not quite the flight I'd hoped for, but I'm still moving quickly through the air.

I'm half pleased, half disappointed. Gliding in the air was neat, but I'd really wanted to *fly*. Now I'm back at the top of the hill. I get another running start, jump, spread my arms, and start flapping. I have a clear picture of the roofline of the house - I believe I managed to hang in the air for a few seconds this time before coming back down. This time, I'm gliding so low that tall pieces of grass are hitting me in the face.


Motorcycle seat
I'm outside with Andrew, looking at his small motorcycle. He's trying to fix it, but he needs to go get something. He asks me to hold the bike while he steps away. Now I'm holding the bike, but I don't know why. Don't motorcycles have kickstands? I look down and see not one but two: one on the front-right, and one in the normal place at the back-left. Both kickstands are already down, so I gently let go of the bike to see what'll happen. The bike starts rolling forward, pushing the front-right kickstand back. The rear-left one is holding. I stop the bike and try to reposition it so that it'll stay up on its own.

Now Andrew is back out with another man, someone who looks at home on a motorcycle. There's something wrong with his seat. It's a piece of leather with a plaid pattern inserted into a square wood frame. During the cut, they removed the sealant keeping it watertight and pulled it up from the frame, away from the glue that held it down. They've fixed whatever the problem was and have re-glued it, but now they're worried about how to reseal it. They keep talking about using tape, but none of us likes that idea, since it wouldn't work very well, not to mention looking very tacky. I suggest using more of that same acrylic sealant that was used on it originally, but they shoot that idea down. They're fixated on trying different kinds of tape. I'm still convinced the clear sealant is the way to go, but I suggest they should call the motorcycle company and see if they can order some of the original compound. They consider the idea for a moment, then realize that it's a holiday so the company won't be open, and later in the week is an important company event, so they'll be too busy to talk to people about fixing broken seats.

Dream recall from today"s WBTB/naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was reading someone's dream apparently on a side that looked vaguely like DA, it was about an island and a blue dragon.

Dream 2(fragment):

i was talking to friends on skype.

Dream 3:

I wake up in bed but i am in different room. There's a collection of dragon plushies in front of the bed and some of them are a bit changing so i am dreaming, i try to phase through window but dream destabilizes and i bounce off, then it fades out.

I think I attempted a DEILD or I may have had a DILD, it's very fuzzy. I remember nose plugging and straight away being in a gym to meet Kai Greene. I think I imagine him and he appears and walks up to me. We talk to each other and dream ends.

What made it strange, is that it felt like I was in a non lucid dream through out the whole dream. I had incubated this scenario before, but somehow It didn't click with me.

Sunday 10/13/13

Last night bed 11pm - 8:45am

I frequently have dreams from very shitty years in my life. They don't really upset me because of the content, but they upset me, because they are taking up my valuable dream time, and I would rather forget. But these make me remember and I alwyas feel like crap after being reminded of that.

I had another one of those last night. I wasn't gonna right it down. Until I realized, it was somehow different. In all dreams, I always just took what was being dished out to me. But in this one, I turned the table on them and I think I prevailed. So I'm gonna write it down, since it seems like a breakthrough dream.

DR - I'm told I did a crappy job. In front of a large crowd of people gathered for a party. I know I'm being unjustly accused. So I stand up and say to everybody sitting at the table - "If anybody wants a hard working person, I'm available". And everybody laughed with me, on account of the stupid person accusing me of not doing good job. I felt like I could leave at my leasure, and I don't have to take shit anymore.

NAP 3pm - 5pm
I layed down on my sofa with intent to wild or else. I knew I'm having something.

Started by some breathing from head to toes. I wasn't even done yet, and I was getting flashes of dreams.

Next 2 hrs were a mix of HH, dreams with high awareness but not lucid, transitions, and LDs.

Every time I woke up, I didn't really wake up. I stayed in the "between" stage. I really have no idea what was what.

1. All I know, that I had a massage on a table, while I was holding my cat. I was on my stomach in little bit of warm water, to make me comfy. I thought cat will freak out, since he hates water. But he also loves warmth and he fell asleep so peacefully. I thought how funny it would be, if I had a LD while getting a massage. At that moment I feel like I'm sitting up, laying down, sitting up... But I hope it's just my dream body and the masseuse will not notice.

2. I'm getting out the window into the night. Glass is only on the edges and has a yellow stripe. I'm high up in the air, over 30 stories high. I'm looking at the highrise buildings in a large town. I figure I fly to the police building. Windows are dark, after office hours, but I wanna do it anyways. I get there but can't stop the flight at their offices.

3. I'm sleeping, my mom is also in the room. I was telling her previously about my ability to see with closed eyes. Now I'm already asleep and I'm talking to her, that I can see what's on tv, and I even read her from the screen. But I also know, that tv is off.

4. I'm outside again. Daytime, sunny. I'm deciding where to go. I look up and I decide to follow some commercial airliners. But I can't fly. I hug a missile and imagine it's engines on. Still nothing.

5. Something sexual. I was done in 5 sec or less.

At least once, I was thinking, which sensation to envoke, to get into LD, but then I realized I can just stand up and so I did.

I was going for some past life stuff but I couldn't quite get the lucidity going until much later. The LD I had I lost lucidity a couple of times and the dream felt unstable so I went for the basic TOTM.


Fragments

#1 The clock says 5:90. I find this very suspicious.

#2 I am in a small Medieval or maybe a Colonial village setting but it feels like some sort of game or a simulation of sorts. I know I don't belong here; just viewing something.

#3 The home button feels broke on my phone. I think this might be a dream but wake up immediately

NLDs

#1 I am in a restaurant that looks like the old Dairy Queen from TX. There is this guy with a bullet hole and blood printed on a shirt with a large peace sign. The guy looks a lot like Mike Ehrmantraut from Breaking Bad. I don't really know his name but I know him as a BB character. I say hi to him and he reply but his voice sounds odd. I end up having a short conversation with him and ask him if his shirt has anything to do with the season finally. I tell him to don't tell me because we are only in season 3 right now and have a lot of watching to do. He asks how we like it and I said it was a very addicting show from the start.
Then we started acting out an impromptu skit with some random people from The Walking Dead. I was finding it amusing that we had a pretty good skit going. Then someone says something about a "shining city" and another guy starting singing those words. It sounds so ridiculous and out of place that we all start laughing until I wake up.

#2 For some reason I am moving in with my parents in some version of their old house. I am trying to find a fenced in area that my dog wont get out of. We try to use the garage from another old house but there are holes in the wall. We try another area of the back yard but it's no good. I look at the clock in my car and it's 7:40. I realize I am late for work.

#3 I am in a hospital with some old man. Everyone leaves me with him and I have to watch him. He wakes up and motions for me to come close. When I do he jams his palm into my nose and runs around. He is now wearing a spider-man costume and is swinging from the lights. I grab him and pull him down. Then I smack the emergency button and pin him down so he can't move. I hear the nurse answer and I say, "Sorry I didn't know what to do but he was running around thinking he was Spider-man so I pinned him down. I need some help."
Then I am with a nurse and feeling sad. She is saying something comforting but also putting a wetted diaper in my face wanting me to smell it. I turn away.
Now I am in a hotel room with my parents and younger sister. The time is 6:40 and I feel a strong urge to leave. I say I feel bored. I look at my phone and there is some picture app that makes the pictures look 3D and morph as I thumb through. I find this odd but don't think too much about it. Then I say, "Hey, I have my own car and own money. I'm just going to leave now." My sister protest but doesn't say anything I can comprehend. I get up and go to the bathroom. I feel exhausted like I didn't sleep all night. I worry that I will get too sleepy on the long drive so I decide my first stop is to get some McDonalds coffee. I turn to look in the mirror but wake up.

#236 - DILD - 7:30AM

I see several people building docks on a narrow part of a lake along a grassy bank. I have a large stack of boards and want to make my own but I am too close to the others. My father in law suggests that I build further down that way I can make mine longer to reach the deeper parts for diving in. The lake opens up into a really large body of water farther to my left so I try to meet some place just on the edge of the narrow part but not too far into the open water. I somehow throw out the boards connected with thick rope and run out along the narrow floating dock. It's a little difficult to keep balance and I have to put my arms out to hold steady as I run out to the end. I jump in the water but its only waist deep. I realize that the dock is too long and almost reaches the other side so I take off a few boards and adjust the ropes. I begin having difficulty with the knots. While I struggle with that some men on horses come out into the water. They seem like Calvary men from the 1800's. We have a brief conversation but I don't recall what was said. I check the water depth and it is now above my head. I am bare foot and can feel that bottom is silky smooth mud. A large fish brushes my leg. I notice I am breathing under water and freak out a little that this is not right. I get back on the dock to test things out and jump in. Again I notice that I can breath underwater. This time it triggers lucidity but I am blind. I feel like the water is really too muddy to see.

I wake a little here and fall back into the same dream.

I pull myself out of the water along the bank. My younger sister is there with my dog on a leash talking to some old lady. The old lady says something to me as I walk by but I ignore her. I have to climb through a small tree with thorns but it hurts me too bad. I remember this is a dream and if I just push through believing it won't hurt then it won't. I prove myself right but after I get through I forget about lucidity.

The dock looks way different now. It's almost like a water park now with gates like its some sort of ride. I assume the other gates and docks belong to the other people. I see my gate and there is some handwritten sign on it but I don't stop to read it. I do notice the lettering is fluorescent pink and green. I pause at the end of my dock and the lake looks more like a pool now. I feel a bit of confusion at this but dont get it. I feel like what I really need is a diving board. Somehow I know that if I pretend it will be the same. I jump hard and feel myself bounce high and hit the water hard feet first. For a second it feels like heavy gravity drags me to the bottom. I notice how odd this and is along with the fact that I am again breathing water, this triggers lucidity. This time I stop breathing in the water. I notice how I don't feel water but air. I feel the muddy bottom on my feet but I can't see anything at all. I think maybe I just reflexively close my eye when I jumped. I try to open my eye but realize they feel wide open.I decide to forget about being in water and just focus on seeing something... anything.

I am suddenly in what looks like a bathroom/changing room in a public pool house. I fee like lucidity is slipping again and thought I might have woke up. I turn to look into the mirror and clearly see my face with it's normal dream distortions. My eyes look really water and red and my face is slightly morphing. I decide to skip my previous goal and try to scare a kid. I will my face to morph into monstrous forms. I eventually look like Bilbo's monster face with really sharp two front teeth.



I begin to make sound just like the gremlins from Simpson's Tapped Out and run into a long corridor. I dont' see anyone but there's a glass door leading outside. Suddenly I am at the door and run out into the yard making creepy giggle sounds. I look expecting people but only see a cop car. At that moment I remember GTA 5 frustrations with the cops and attack. The car is rolling slowly by and I have no problem reaching the passenger side. Without thinking, I bite the officer in the neck. His skin is warm on my lips and I feel his pulse from his carotid artery. As my teeth sink in I feel warm blood flow down my chin. This feeling is unpleasant but I think the blood would make a good effect for scarring someone.

I turn from the cop car and run down the street. I spot a gas station with cars parked there. As I come to the gas pumps I see a man on a motorcycle with a young boy on the back. I let out a deep monstrous growl as I leap toward them. The boy begins to scream and cry as I collide with the two on the bike. My vision goes black at the point I strain to see something but I suddenly wake up.

Basically I got up to take a shower/bath,when I went to get out I realized I was still wearing cloths,I looked in the mirror and my face was different and realized i was dreaming( although I kind of couldn’t believe it cause it seemed so real) i checked again with the nose pinch test and i could still breath,then i tried the finger through the hand check but it didn't really work,i tried useing the bathroom door to summon my gamma's apartment but when i looked through the slight crack in the door it was still the kitchen so I went to go to my room,once I was there I noticed my blankets were all over the place(its so sided and it was the checkerboard pater, so really tippy) and seemed to be lit with a back-light ,I tried jumping on them and floated down every time,I heard my mom n decided 2 go to bed,i saw the lucid dream books i got from the library so i looked at the writing and looked away,when i checked it i didn't notice any difference ,when I went to get into my bed it was a lot bigger and taller than usual,after I got in I covered up heard my mom cough and woke up

Dream recall fro today's WBTB/naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing Terraria and there was something ab out lightning strikes and weapon debuffing.

Dream 2(fragments):

i was watching some kind of story, it was happening on sky islands and it was raining. Inhabitants were afraid of rain, then more characters arrived and inhabitants were telling them about rules of the place. Then i found some place in void where authors of the story were making some art, a drawing of skulls, i've talked to them and was watching. Then characters from the story were suddenly in different part of void and they had to find can of paint, then they were back on sky islands and they had to dig out some people that were stuck in the ground, that made another person angry which shout was heard through the island and he summoned thunderstorm, scaring inhabitants even more. There was also some text on the side of island.
Then i wake up, hearing chanting voice and i realize that i am dreaming, but split-second after i move i get teleported into initial position. That continues a good number of times where i either get teleported or FA again. During one i briefly see brief shadowy dragon figure, which then vanishes.After a few more teleports/FAs i even lose lucidity for a bit, but then some DC falls on bed from the ceiling and i regain lucidity, and also get unstuck from the loop, i get up and go to balcony, then dream fades out.

Night of October 13, 2013. Sunday.



Within the large transparent and safe sphere (about the size of a city block), I attempt to create and “program” a suitable tulpa for a change - and perhaps other features later. First, I allow the grains of feldspar and dark basalt to flow in through the “equator of small holes” that go all around the sphere until it is halfway up near said “equator”. The sound of grains moving and gathering is peaceful, nearly as much as rain, as I rise to the center of this environment as the “solid” ground, as it manifests, lifts me up. Oxygen flows in as if the sphere were made of a smooth, strong, translucent skin. First, I begin to manifest from the tulpa template, focusing on the knuckle of the middle finger, and its glowing blue skin, of the left hand. Shift. I am able to hold it for almost nine seconds. The fingertips of light shrink back very slightly on the second run, but that is only based on my eye movements, which I should control better. My right hand to “her” left hand, a slight pulling sensation on the back of my head. Ten seconds.

My focus is “interrupted” by vague impressions of lines of text over everything, a modern inconvenience, with a subtle impression of a brick wall that fades but remains as “background noise”. The soft, larger wrinkles and folds on the knuckles remind me of lips, and after this, the eyes of lizards, perhaps miniature iguanas.

Now how about toes? A leg and feet and toes - becoming a sapling with five expanding roots. Try again. I get a vague impression of two hands forming “okay” with the fingers, yet also appearing to be doing something else, perhaps holding a grain or something very small between the tips of the thumbs and forefingers.

Pure white, wool-like hair, “burning”/flowing as if it is cool fire, yet radiating soft blue light, like filaments of the thinnest, most malleable “crystal”. Time to shift and make the face for a time, but the eyes keep closing, which is very common for new ones. Come on, look at me.

Dimensionality of the tulpa hologram reverses, as if my depth-perception is of the inside of a mask rather than the outside of a face, somewhat of an unusual effect (and fairly common depending on focus and shifts) - as if I am “inside” the tulpa template itself. Try again. No, this one refuses to keep her eyes open. And even so, they become entirely black if left open for too long. This is not something “demonic” (as falsely claimed by many others) to be wary of (in fact, almost the opposite - innocent over-the-top expectation - much like an individual discovering a new talent and wanting to “use it all up” upon each moment) - it is simply the pupil of a “new one” going “overboard” and wanting to see everything too soon, tulpa-eye-dilation, until the entire eye is as such (and all shiny and black). Vibrations of near consciousness. Atoms have no higher consciousness in such a state, anyway. Why worry unless you are afraid of yourself?

I get a vague yet vivid sound pulse of a man of about thirty or younger saying “diablo” (“devil” in Spanish). As it is impossible to fully block the existence of wayward dreaming minds from the lower supraconsciousness, I ignore it - and do not acknowledge it at all - I was way past that sort of thing over twenty years ago. I had spoken Spanish for about two hours today (but not saying or thinking of that word at all), and this probably linked me slightly to the outer field of the Spanish supraconsciousness. The same effect happens when a guitar string vibrates at a certain frequency - one within a certain range of it will resonant slightly with it (and the lower the frequency, the more the expanding and “interfering” vibrations) - thus the same with human minds and perception at certain levels, which is a loose form of subtle, non-focused telepathy that happens all the time but goes unnoticed by most.

I fold my hands around the back of the tulpa’s head. The sphere is filling up (not fully, just as an environmental feature) with small, dried leaves. I do not mind, the permission was there somewhere in the back of my mind. I am reaching the point where the eyes become like mirrors to reflect my own visage for a time, in brief periods.

I pick up some new features in the environment, which are thinner, lighter sticks, and they remind me somewhat of pieces of an exoskeleton of a giant insect’s leg, not in any alarming sense, but in a wondrous way. I then get an impression of ash and snow - mixed together, almost to a point where the mix becomes indistinguishable - as either being snow or ash, this being almost as a property of the curling, dried leaves it settles upon. I enjoy the snow-ash-dried-leaf crumbs flowing around me like a rejuvenating force…

Dream 1 : [COLOR="#008080"]I was in my bedroom and I see dad laying on the bed and it kind of seems like mom and dad are arguing again. I do a RC for the sake of doing it ( Didn't ever thought I was dreaming or something) I see 6 fingers on my right hand and I drop my jaw.I waited so much for this. I get out the room and get mom's telephone , type a random number and wait Kris to respond.This time, my mom didn't let me talk on the telephone because I needed to do something with a belt (idk) . I wait and wait but nobody responds, I put the telephone down and I go to the shoes storage and look for some nice shoes, I find some nice wine colored wedge sneakers and I put them on. I also wanted a dress so I made it appear. It was a teal colored dress which wasn't the coolest dress ever but for that time it will do. I tell mom that i'm going outside she tells me to be careful. I go outside and I keep yelling for Kris. I get outside the apartment block and I yell really loud : KRIS!? Everybody looks at me and they are like : What do you think you're doing? Shut up. I sigh then I go and look more for him. I see 2 people who were holding hands and they were blowing kisses at me for some reason...(It was snowing outside).[/COLOR]

Dream 2 : [COLOR="#008080"]I wake up in the bed again and I'm like : Oh no! I lost the dream! I sigh and then I do a RC again. I have 6 fingers again. I look more to be sure and I see shadows and my finger chopped. I wake up and I go look in the mirror. I'm looking just normal except my face is kind of roundish. I ask the mirror : Hey, How would I look like blonde? I turn my head to the wall and then turn it back to the mirror and I see myself blonde. I try black this time, Works again. When I try with red I have a hard time. My hair color keeps turning into blonde with pink and red highlights. I look at the wall then back to the mirror and this time I have my natural hair color but my right side is red. I make my hair straight because it was kind of wavy and then I put some blonde ends and I go outside. In the hall there are some clothes there that look really nice. I browse a bit and realize that those clothes are way too small for me. I keep yelling for Kris again while going in the back of my apartment block. I see a lot of people there and I'm wondering what they are doing. I meet with my sister and her best friend and I tell them : You guys know you're dreaming right? They are really happy and yell : YES WE KNOW. I go to the other people and ask what they are doing. They said they were doing funny stuff to recover kids from I don't know what disease. I told them that was really nice and if I could help? They say no because I'm a female -.- . I say : Seriously? This happened before. I go in the front of my apartment block and yell for Kris again and I ask some people about him. I look at the sky and there is the moon looking a bit different. I yell once again Kris really loud and I see him appearing. I go and glomp him and I'm like : Kris!!! Hi!!!! He was really tall so I asked him if he could get a bit smaller just so he can be closer to my height. He keeps refusing and I ask him what's wrong. He says nothing(He seems sad) and I ask him why he cheated on me. He suddenly becomes red at face and tells me that he didn't cheat on me. I slap him and tell him that I saw him with a blonde girl kissing. He shuts up for like 5 seconds then tells me that he loves me but I am way too jealous then he dissappears.[/COLOR]

Dream 3 : [COLOR="#008080"]I'm taking a bath and I do a RC and I have 6 fingers on my right hand. *That's all I remember*[/COLOR]

Low quality lucid dream!

I woke up a few times this morning only to find out I was still dreaming. So when I did wake up for good, I did a reality check... and found out I had NOT woken up for good! The problem is that finding out I was dreaming put me in a sleep paralysis kinda state... I couldn't move and I felt my whole body vibrating. I told myself I was dreaming and that I could control everything. I tried to float and I could feel it almost happening, but I didn't have enough control.

I decided to summon someone. I figured that, if I had someone there talking to me, I might snap out of it. I started mentally calling Lea Michele. It didn't work, but suddenly a man and a woman entered the room. They pointed at me and they were talking about how interesting it was to see someone dreaming knowing it was a dream. They were like scientists and they kept writing down stuff while looking at me, as if they were studying me.

When they said "I wonder what someone who knows they're dreaming can do in a dream", I finally was able to move. I got up and said "You wanna know what I can do? THIS!" and I threw myself against the wall. I went through it and started flying outside. Then, I went through the wall again, back to the room. They were all impressed and I told them I wasn't done yet.

I tried to call Lea again, but I was already losing lucidity. I was, again, incapable of saying anything and I could only think of her name. After a while, it was like I was looking at an internet browser. A new tab was opened and a picture of Lea Michele showed up. I got frustrated and I wanted to say that I wanted to see her for real, but I still couldn't speak.

Then I lost lucidity completely.

Still, it was interesting.

A lucid dream where at first everything was fuzzy and I thought I was laying in bed imagining things, but then the dream became more vivid and I realized I was actually in a dream. I rubbed my hands together in an attempt to stabilize it better, which worked. I was standing in a hallway leading to a big library, with checkered floors. There were many levels to the library, and an inclined hallway attached each story to the last one. I tried summoning Afiel, using expectation instead of intent, since just having intentions never worked so well, and called out for him. I tried telling myself that he would be around a corner and then I would round the corner, but nothing happened. As I continued climbing up hallways calling out Afiel's name like a crazy person, I began to notice random dream characters shambling about the library, and I got self-conscious because I didn't want to make a fool of myself in front of them. I realized I couldn't control my surroundings because I was too focused on the other people in the library, and thus couldn't summon Afiel, my social anxiety was bothering me even in the dream! I told myself "Okay, you know, these people aren't real, just go around and say hello to all of them..." so I wandered through the bookshelves saying hello to everyone I saw, and everyone smiled and said hello back. I passed by one woman with black hair, crouched down looking at books on the bottom shelf, who gave me a strange look when I said hello. I bent down next to her and asked what was wrong, and she said "Are you wearing perfume?", and I was confused for a moment until I realized I was wearing my plumeria body lotion. I told her I had that on, and she replied "I smell vanilla on you, not plumeria." and I told her that maybe vanilla was an ingredient in the lotion or something, and she got all huffy and said she was allergic, so I just walked away confused. More happened, but this dream happened near the beginning of my sleep so most of it is fuzzy.

I was undercover (or maybe a new transfer student or something?) at a school, and the lunchroom was outdoors. All the lunch tables were set up outside the school next to a giant old wooden deck. The deck was roped off because it was rotting and dangerous, and just touching it could cause it to collapse, but for some reason I really wanted to go stand on it. I remember thinking something weird was going on with the lunchroom food, so I would give the students a survey to take asking about their food and I got my own and analyzed it. I was starting to uncover some kind of secret but then they kicked me out. I also remember at some point going into the school bathroom, but it was gigantic and had dozens of rooms with hundreds of bathroom stalls, and also lots of bathtubs in-between some of the stalls. I wandered around the rooms trying to find a clean stall but they were all dirty, and I wondered what kind of person would take a bath in one of these tubs in such a dirty bathroom.

Cory and I were at a grocery store in the produce aisle looking at potatoes and yams. It was a very high-end store because there were personal concierges in the aisles that told customers all about different foods and recommended things. Our concierge was showing us these exotic potatoes that looked like onions that had been cut into slices. She showed us green ones and red ones, and we didn't really want any of them, but I felt guilty having listened to her talk about them for so long only to not buy one, so I asked which one I should get. She said "Get whichever you think is healthiest." and for some reason I decided the green one was the healthiest so I put that in our cart. Then I noticed a poster on the wall talking about a gun auction and forest scavenger hunt, and she said that the owner of the store was auctioning off all his historical guns, but when I asked where in the store it was happening she informed us it would only take place online. Then I asked about the scavenger hunt, thinking I do geocaching so it might be fun to go, and she said it was taking place outside in the woods right now. Cory didn't want to go because he wanted to keep shopping, so I went into the woods alone. As soon as I went in, the dream shifted from first-person mode to a third-person perspective about six feet above my head. I found the group, and they paired me with another guy, saying nobody could go into the woods alone due to bigfoot sightings. My teammate and I searched through the woods together, but he had a rifle which made me nervous. I asked him why he needed a gun, and he said it was for protection against the bigfoot. I was bothered by that because I didn't want to kill a bigfoot, but he insisted they were dangerous. As we kept walking, suddenly I heard a gunshot and then we turned around and saw a big white bigfoot running right by us. I screamed, and he shot it, causing it to stop running and turn its attention to us. I was pissed that my teammate had shot it for no reason, plus the bullets didn't seem to do anything, and now we had an angry bigfoot coming at us. I freaked out and fainted. When I came to, the bigfoot was chained to a tree with some kind of heavy leash, and my teammate was throwing rocks at it. I told him to stop hurting it, and he turned around to look at me, causing him to drop his guard and the chained bigfoot grabbed him. It threw him against the ground over and over and then ripped a big strip of flesh off of his leg and ate it. I ran away screaming and flailing my arms about everywhere.

Birthday Bonanza of dreams

I woke out of lots of fresh dreams this morning. I wrote them up then checked my phone for date and time. I was excited about the sudden break in my dream drought. The phone read noon Saturday 12-October-2013.

Wow I am 54 today.

In one part of the dream this woman (who looked a lot like the hard working, motherly, host of the pdc) caused my bed to disappear and a heavy (drawing or painting) easel was in its place. She threw a new single matress at the heavy easel and it turned into a slightly slopey bed.

She said:

"try in out"

So I got on the bed. I liked it.

When I woke I thought maybe the pdc host (or a part of me) wanted to use my dreaming mind as a canvas to draw or paint desired dreams on.

Lots more but I'll keep the rest in book I got today. I hope to write out all my remembered dreams till I'm 55.

Lucid

The first part is a little odd, I don't remember it very well, it was a nap dream. I walk into a room, where Maggie and a man (not Hal) from Falling Skies are talking about the dreams they have of their soulmates. The man is certain that she is his, because they have dreams together, but Maggie informs him that she had a dream where her real soulmate told her that he was coming for her. That he didn't even bother packing an extra shirt. The man in her dreams is Hal, but she doesn't know his name yet. This announcement unsettles her suitor who isn't sure what to make of not actually being her soulmate.
"He said 'I'm coming for you'," When she says it she looks straight at me and it feels like a message. Then she turns her eyes back to the man, "Funny isn't it? If you were my dream man you wouldn't have to come to me, you'd already be here."

Then I am in my car with my boyfriend, he's in the front passenger seat and there is a brown haired woman in a white nightgown in the back seat. She is injured, her body separated from her soul (which looks identical to her physical body) and sits beside her in the back seat. I am driving down a country road and am not paying attention so that I don't brake soon enough and hit the front of a truck which is facing the wrong way, stopped on the side of the road. I can feel the driver glaring down at me. Under the pretense that I am just backing up, I start to turn the wheel to flee the scene. My boyfriend asks me what the hell I'm doing. Everything feels really odd, and just like most car wreck dreams, I start shaking my head.
"No no no...don't worry. I'm dreaming. Everything is fine."
"What do you mean?! Nothing is fine!"
"No really, I didn't really hit that truck because it isn't real. None of this is real."
"Are you crazy?"
I drive back the way we came. "Look around you for a second, look at those loping koala and tell me this isn't a dream." I gesture to the field beside us where a herd of giant koala are running on all fours. He stares at them in amazement but still refuses to believe me.
I stop the car on the side of the road, things start to get fuzzy. "Do you think I could do this if it wasn't a dream?"
He gets a little antsy because there's a man standing on the other side of the fence threatening us with a gun. I raise my hand (with no actual idea what is going to happen) and am surprised when bees spring into existence from the dirt and swarm around the gunman. He growls at us and shoots the woman in the backseat, a single bullet splits and hits her and her soul in the forehead. My boyfriend panics.
"Relax!" I say, I wave my hand and think 'resurrect' and she comes back to life. I make the gunman disappear, then I snap awake.

Fragment
I am holding a fat stack of cash. The $100 bills are not normal colors. Some are blue and some are red. I think it must be the new style of bills. I walk around trying to count my cash but passers-by eye it and I am afraid of being robbed.

Brief Lucid - DILD
I am in a situation that looks like a lot like GTA 5. My wife and I are shooting at some guys. I take one down and my wife runs across my line of fire so I have to stop shooting. The other guy takes that opportunity to jump in a light green car and drive off. I try shooting the tires but a privacy fence obstructs my view so I have to run to get around it.

When I do I see my wife next to an old woman in a wheelchair. She says, "I told you the next time we are in a dream I will do this." She then proceeds to lick the woman on the mouth. I tell her that is disgusting.

Suddenly I am next to the woman and my wife has walked away. I take the woman's head off and it shrinks to about the size of an apple. I put it in my mouth and it feels metallic. I lick it like a candy and tell my wife to look at me. She seems to have gone into a veg state.

I am standing next to the privacy fence and notice how odd my arms feel. Then I remember that my wife said this was a dream and I slowly become lucid. I have a false memory of her saying this in a previous dream and feel proud for remembering that much. However, I am surprised to get lucid since I wasn’t even trying. I knew there was a TOTM that I wanted to do but I can't seem to remember it. I feel frustrated and get really hung up on trying to remember. I walk around some and when I turn I find myself in the void. I try to visualize grass and walking but I am also trying to remember the TOTM. Its all too much so I stop and let it all go.

I decide to relax my "body" and clear my mind but I make the mistake of letting my lucidity slip away. A scene forms and I am in my back yard. Someone from work says something about a plastic probe. I look down and see I am holding one. I make some remark about it.

Then I look around and see my wife working in the back yard. I think about how we are going to do some landscaping but I need to get rid of all this junk. There is a large gravel area and I think it must have been from an above-ground-pool.