lucid

non lucid
*I am at the temple just got done using the restroom. I over heard someone in the restroom saying there are going to go outside to smoke weed to enhance spiritual practice similar to what sadhus do. There was a debate to whether this is was good or not. I thought this could be a really awesome experience. So I decided to do so and got really excited about it.

lucid
*I am in my apartment and it's dark. I tried to turn on a lamp but this didn't work. I thought maybe the power is out. Then I thought what is this was a dream but everything looks so real it can't be. I did a RC nose plug, I could breath but I still wasn't convinced this was a dream. I jumped up to see if I would float, I did and ended floated right down the stairs. I thought ok, this is for sure a dream! I started to walk and woke up .

I would say the scariest/creepiest hallucinations I have ever had was when I was probably around 8 years old. I was dreaming that I was being chased by a bear through the woods that had tall, thick, brush and when I woke up I found the bear laying on the foot of my bed roaring at me. I freaked out and honestly thought the bear had followed me into the waking world (it was my first hallucination) but after a few seconds the bear sat up and started talking to me, though I can't remember what was said, I think it was about the dream I had just had. We had a few minuet convo before it finally vanished. The other hallucination that creeped me out was around the same age as the first and it happened in the morning on the day before Halloween. I was having a dark dream that I can't remember exactly about witches, and when I woke up I saw the words "This is the night of all hallows eve" floating above my face, and a female voice had read it slowly to me. I was creeped out the whole day by that.

I have had tons of lucid nightmares, but the one that comes to mind right now was I was on a different planet after earth blew up. I was walking around a town looking for some girl I was into (I was a guy in the dream) then the world started to end. I ran into a small room in the side of a wall and crouched down while things started happening around me. I knew I was dreaming and that my dream wanted me to leave the room and find the girl but I kept telling myself that this is too scary and forced myself to stay in the room until I finally managed to wake myself up. I was scared out of my mind and It felt like it took me forever to wake myself, I was starting to think I was stuck in the dream.

There is another horribly awful thing that happened to me in a dream before, and I'm not entirely sure which one it falls under, if any, but I will tell it and see what you think. I was in an organization that I was tired of being in and decided to leave it with my friend. We were running from them, as they were hunting us down, when finally they caught up to us and I got captured. I knew that I was dreaming but never had any desire to try and control it. They tied me down to the ground, got out a knife, then stuck it at the base of my leg and drug it up, ever so slowly, to the back of my knee. I felt everything like it was really happening, it was the most painful feeling I have ever had, I felt like I was going crazy. They removed the knife and I woke up in a cold sweat, finding that my leg was very sore on the same place they had drug the knife. That dream happened when I was in high school.

So I had this dream where I was walking down a road with some people I haven't met before. And suddenly, I put my hand on the shoulder to the person next to me, and I say " Oh shit. this is a dream. I'M IN A DREAM" , And I kinda freaked out, since it was a dream, and I ran down the road, started looking around, but then I kinda lost it, so it was just a normal dream again, and suddenly i was a wanted war-criminal that everyone wanted to kill and then i woke up. And the funny thing is, I fell asleep again, and I started dreaming of my school. I was at school with my friends , and we started talking about lucid dreaming , and I remembered the lucid dream i had earlier on the night. That was kinda fun, since it made me realise i was dreaming again, so i had another lucid dream. xD
WEll that didn't last long. i woke up shortly after that.




Excuse my skills, I haven't drawn in a while.

8/15/2013, 22:00-6:45

The dda-ld ("didn't-do-anything lucid dream") is a stupid dream where you suddenly have the realization that you're dreaming, but your brain is a d-bag and says, "You know what? Let's not have a lucid dream." and you end up waking yourself up, effectively screwing yourself out of having a lucid dream that you actually do something in, hence the dda-ld.

I have actually had many of these stupid dreams in the past. This is just the first one I've decided to post. So here it is, the dda-ld:

Key:
Lucid Dream
Non-lucid dream
Woken Up
Sleep Paralysis

Dream 1:

I remember a jellyfish. That is all.

The DDA-LD:

I then woke up at probably around 3:00 in the morning, having to go to the bathroom. I got up, took a piss, stood around for a few seconds for the WBTB effect, then went back into bed. It was a bit cold, so I couldn't go to sleep right away. I was then laying there when suddenly I started feeling the rushing, vibrating, and the hypnagogic hallucinations of sleep paralysis. I remember some HH of me looking at porn on the computer () and then an icon suddenly appeared in the bottom right corner that I couldn't get rid of. I became scared I was gonna get found out. Then I suddenly woke up in my bed. I kind of knew I was dreaming, but I wasn't sure, so I tried to create something; a sound, an object, a smell, anything. Whenever I tried to create anything, all that would happen was the rushing sound and vibrations, which I was thinking were like me trying to concentrate on creating something. I then gave up on that and instead, my brain said "screw it" and tried to wake me up the same way I woke up in a prievious LD: by doing the nose plug reality check, and got too involved with the breathing of my physical body, that I wake myself up. That didn't work this time, so I just closed my eyes to connect with the physical body, and I woke myself up.


So that is my DDA-LD. Technically, I'd call it a DDA-WILD because of the sleep paralysis, but it still is a DDA-LD. Though, this isn't a total failure, since this actually is the first time I've had a WILD.

Lucid dreaming for me is a way to try and escape the horrors of my dreams (technically nightmares but seeing as how I've only ever had nightmares I just call them dreams)

The last lucid dream I had was about a week ago. I was standing in a building and I could feel that something bad was about to happen. I remember thinking that I was not in the mood for my bad dreaming and that what I really wanted to do was to fly, because the dreams where I have the ability to fly are the closest to a happy dream I will ever come. I stood at the door staring into the sky thinking "Fly. Fly! FLY!" and I was beginning to think I wouldn't be able to until I slowly, but surely, started to lift into sky. I got above the trees when I started to remember my past reactions to flying dreams; I tend to freak out when I get too high. Remembering this, of course, made me freak out and I started to descend. This disappointed me and I started to concentrate my hardest on staying up and after hard work, and many roller coaster like motions, I finally managed to fly straight and confident, leaving all my inhibitions behind me, not to mention the on coming tragedy of what staying in that empty building would have brought. I flew for the entire dream until I woke up, relieved that I didn't have to suffer through another nightmare.

This dream made me particularly relieved because usually in my lucid dreams I'm only able to change details that are already happening as an attempt to make them less scary or more convenient, like making something pop up or someone change to make the events easier to get through, but this time I was able to change the dream entirely making it a completely different dream. That rarely ever happens. I'm happy that I was able to avoid the bad things but I also usually prefer to avoid these types of lucid dreams because I enjoy interpreting my dreams to see what my subconscious is trying to bring to my attention. Beggars can't be choosers I guess .

YES! I really do think this was my first lucid dreamn. Wow, even writing this.. feels weird.. I know I'm awake right now, writing this.. but.. reality.. seems.. a bit odd... off.. after that one. Everything seems a bit... I don't know. just off. I feel a little disoriented. I am trying to pin this down so I remember.. don't forget.. (Wow.. still testing to see if I'm awake, I wasn't all convienced.) But I know I am. No dream is THIS real. I can feel, touch, smeel, look atound, did the time test on the computer clock. Everything is ringing alright.. but.. still.. everything just seems... really weird to me. I can't explain this.. My vision looks.. slightly askew. My thought proces... seems slightly muddled... or at least different. MY reaction time.. or... my perception... bah! I just can't put my finger on it! Everything just seems.. off. XD But.. damn it, this WAS a lucid dream I had. Let's focus on that, and get back to this later


I took a nap. Listened to this fun, relaxing, mentally stimulating mp3. I'll attatch it later.. Listened to it twice, as the first time I finished it, just as it was over, Brent had just gotten home, and he had startled me some as I had just finished listened to it. Felt myself a bit more alert than I wanted to be, so I listened to it again. Finished it off.. then went to sleep. I went to bed, saying many times that I was going to dream, and i was going to be aware. But.. Not more so than I usually do. Usually.. when my mind wonders, I do have to katch myself, and go back to my usual task. This time was no different. Though.. I didn't wader too much come to think of it.. I ca think of just a few times where I had to reassert my possition that I was going tobe dreaming soon, and would be aware.. THen.. it started to hapen...

My next flashes of vision where.. of me in bed.. still lying there, still concious that I was sleeping.. I then.. started having.. odd sensations. Weird... sensations... Like.. lying in a different possiotn in bed.. only to realize I hadn't really moved at all, feeling a wave of excitement push me back to solid awareness.. that I had just caught myself starting to dream, but every time I did, the excitement would push me back into that same sleeping position. Ireally do think I'll have to make sure I sleep in a very comfortable possition.. as the piossition I was in kept reasserting itself many times.. kept pulling me back into reality every time I realized I was dreaming.. the hand pressed up against my face, the odd angle of my neck.. but.. I didn't want to move.. as I didn't want my body to snap fully back into reality. And that.. I think.. is what lead to me having the lucid dream...


To continue.. I kept on trying.. quite hard.. to get myself into my dream. Snippets of me lying in bed.. brearthing oddly.. would flash into my feild of vission, replacing

dad coming in, saying he didn't like this, saying I was on something, wasn't able to move, was thinking of telling him I was trying to dream, but coldn't. Couldn't move, could do anything. Tried... not too hard.. but tried.. remember.. hearing his distant voice... as if I might still be asleep.. or that he had tried talkting to me.. tried waking me up, and he was upset I wasn't responding. it was then.. I realized I must have been dreaming.. as.. i realized dad couldn't be home. He'd still be at work. My alarm hadn't gone off.. I was.. dreaming still. I think I mayhave slipped back into reality once or twice there.. but I was slowly gaining lucidity.

But it was weird.. every time I tried to get myself into my dream.. it was as if the world was seen through a grey filmy senses.. were partially tied to my sleeping body. LMy vission.. wasn't clear... My thought process definitely wasn't right. I was.. trying hard to reassert myself back into my dream, by... testing the reality of my dream.. oh.. now THAT produced weird affects... of which I think made it harder to stay lucid in my dream.. either eventually slipping out of lucidty altogether, or pushing myself back into my bed from where I was, trying to LD. But.. Several times.. I ested myself.. breathed deeply through my mouth... Found that sensation overwhelmingly weird as I knew my mouth was closed in my real bed. A wave of excitement pushed me back to my bed.. but.. I didn't move.. I tried again.. a little later.. perhaps after a few more failed attemmpts... I remember.. just getting frusterated with it, and.. somehow, bizzarly, forced my dream self to get up out of bed, knowing my real body was still in bed.just wanting to get myself up, and try to explore my lucidity. THat.. seemed to work. I made it quickly downstairs. My dog was there, and I remember rubbing her belly some. I remember.. feeling her fur under my fingers.. I believe that wsent another wave of excitement, pushing me partailly back to my bed. All these different clues and reminders kept me from attaining true lucidy, as I said.. I just couldn't... see right.. everything had a dark tone to it.. more.. grey.. like.. I was seeing everything through my imagination, and I couldn't put solidity to it.. but whenever a sensation was damned real, felt it, experienced i.. it sent waves of excitement through me. Oh.. waves I couldn't ignore. Certain things just seemed.. damn real! Like breathing. I remember that.. chilling me some, in an exciting way. Openeing my mouth wide, and taking a deep breath.. knowing I felt it enter my mouth, expand my lungs... even though I was still lying in bed... Yeah.. the whole.. dual body thing.. is really REALLY weird.. and hard to put together in my head.. But.. I knew I was sleeping, asleep.. and awake at the same time. SOO bizzar....

THe last snippits of the lucid dream I remember, or being lucid that I remember.. was going outside to my back porch.. I.. was still.. testing things.. There was... a... yes.. a hotweels racetrack, fairly large sitting there.. I think that thing is what took away my lucidity.. because I think I remember waking up to that from my dream, no longer lucid.. as the rest of that is quite fuzzy... But I remember doing.. more tests using that.. long black race set... mI remember.. t had shifted.. to it being... one of those magnetic, electric controlled tracks.. the one where you pull a trigger on a controller, and the car goes down the track, two can be on two tracks.. though this one.. was impressive.. and.. it kind of presented itself like.. and advertisement to just how cool it was.. I think near that point, I lost lucidity.. I lost focus on reality.. as the last thing I remember in my lucidty.. was.. soring first person through that race track, very very small snippets of that image.. but I do recall that...

But.. yeah.. wow.. FIRST LUCID DREAM!*Smiles* Such.. bizzar sensation... such.. odd feelings.. Even unsure of my reality when first waking up (Though I'm 100% sure now) But.. just.. such odd feelings. Testing my reality so many times.. not to see if I was dreaming, but more to assert myself more into my dream... to pull away from the sleeping body I knew I was in, to mopre compltely put myself into the real dream. Nearly every attempt reminded me too much of my reality though, and pushed me back into my sleeping body. I need to figure out better testing. I should have remembered to focus more on detail, than my phical body and sensation. THe reality of those sensations always got me too excited. ^^;;; Pushed me back into reality.. but.. just.. wow were those sensation freakishly weird... and real.. Just.. weird because.. the moment I experienced them.. I'd get such an odd rush.. somehow.. also feeling my body back in bed at the same time I was experiencing everything else...

And the trip with dad.. THat.. seemed too damned real to.. to the point of me worrying.. if I had taken some kind of drug, which dad had thought I had.. because I tried moving about.. I couldn't. I couldn't open my eye, I couldn't talk. I don't know.. where I was then.. in my sleeping body, or in my dream.. but I didn't have control at that point.. or very little.. I remember.. other senstions.. like moving my arms or fingers, even though I hadbn't in real life.. I remember changing possiotns, even though I hadn't... I remember.. hearing dad's quieted, distant sounding voice, trying to get me up, trying to wake me.. the sound of his disaproval.. But all of that so soon faded when I realized my alarm never went off, than that I was still firmly asleep in my bed.

Oh man.. Woooooohooooo!! ^o^ First lucid dream ever! Not just one where I breath once, and snap quickly into reality the very instant I go lucid... No.. this one was prolonged. Got to explore, got to expreience.. Oh.. Much more is needed to be doooone!

And.. I really have that mp3 to thank. I'll attatch it in a bit though. That thing.. work.. WEIRD wonders to me. THe first time listeneing to it.. and.. to get... such instant results. Yeah.. I was damn tired for my nap, so I'm not surprised I fell asleep so quickly.. but.. to have.. well, everything else.. that was all so new! Woohoo!!!

I think.. I have everything covered that happened... I hop I'm not missing anything. If so.. I'll add it later.. but.. Yaaay! FIRST LUCID DREAM!!

Dream 1

I'm at a campground with several friends. The entire place is dark and gloomy, and I feel off kilter from the very beginning. The campground is mostly a steep hill that ends at a lake, with a little management cabin/bathrooms by the lake. We're the only people this close to the bottom. Our tent is set up behind a tree, hugging it. Once again, it is dark, gloomy, and has an air of trouble brewing.

We're all inside the tent. There are at least five of us. One girl is bigger, has blonde hair and glasses, and reminds me of L's friend.

The tent is only big enough to accommodate one, yet we're all in the tent and don't give it a second thought. The front is zipped up, and it is night.

We all know that something dark is out there, waiting to pounce. I can't see anything since it's so dark out, only the faint outline of the tent in front of my nose. We can hear it's footsteps as it circles the tent. Suddenly, something strikes at the tent and the side is dented inward. Then all I can hear is the scrabbling sound of fingernails on the plastic-y surface of the tent. I scream and grab at the tent, holding it together so that it can't enter. My friends are sobbing and crying out behind me, but they are background noises to the sound of the zipper being jerked downward.

I think that it was gone for a while. We made a mad dash for an old, twisted tree on the other side of the road. The fat friend shouted out something, and I thought that it was funny. I'm climbing up this tree like there's no tomorrow, leaping from limb to limb. I finally find a secure spot that seems to be the highest point. I settle down, all while looking at the ground to be on guard. I know that my friends are being caught, behind me, but can't turn around to look.

Then I 'wake up'. I want to remember the dream so I can write it down later so I start to remember each bit that happened, carefully. I'm sucked in. Everything happens similarly. When we get to the old tree, I'm trying to find the spot that I perched in before but can't. I find a similar spot and sit there for a moment. Something dark churns beneath me.

As one, we all jump out of the tree and run up the road. We're all terrified and out of breath, there are broken sobs. Then we come upon two big tents and some picnic tables. Music is blasting, people are everywhere, and you can hear the sound of glass being tapped together. A cute boy with an odd, perky stride walks by.

"Here, we'll be safe here. Let's stay." Someone says in a breathless, relieved, voice. No, let's not stay, I think. I feel a bad vibe from this place, but I can feel my resolve weakening as I keep an eye on that pretty boy and the blasting music reels me in. It sounds like a fun time.

I open my eyes. It's completely dark in my room. I can't seem to move, and I feel very weak. Like I just exercised a day straight. It's a nice kind of weak. Why is it dark? I think. It's morning, it should be light. The curtains are closed, I notice. I get a sudden, panicky feeling. I struggle in the blankets for a moment. I can't keep my eyes closed, I know that he (the thing from my dream) was in the room. I hear footsteps on the wooden floor.

"Dad!" I call. My voice is very quiet, and weak. I try again. "Dad! Come here!" I could hear him talking with my brother, S, as they came up the stairs. "S! Come here!" He stands just outside the open door to talk to me.

"What?"
"I need you to go to the library and get a book for me. "

"What? Why?" In a whining voice. Then the shuffle of paper. I needed the book with the gem on the cover, the book that was the twin to the one that I already had.

Dream 2

I live in a village in the middle of nowhere. The world is about to end and we are packing all of our belongings into this space craft, where we will live for the rest of eternity. By 'the end of the world' I mean that the entire world, besides our UFO, will disappear into a never ending white blur.

Everyone is discouraged. They think that we will starve aboard the ship. I pack chickens, pigs, lots of sheep, and cows. They freely move about. My plan was that we would eat the eggs that the chickens lay, and that the slain animals would respawn back on the ship. A villager made a nasty comment about how they wouldn't respawn back on the ship, but out in the white. I responded by saying that we would survive on the eggs.

I laid down endless red and white beds along the sides of the ship. I told the villagers that we could dig downward and make sleeping quarters. I imagined a long hallway to explore, and huge rooms filled with bunk beds. It sounded fun.

I thought that it would be nice to have kittens, for fun, on the ship. I found a box of them at the last minute. They were very rare. It turned out that a woman had sex with a cat to give birth to them, everyone hushed when that was revealed. She gave instructions as to how to make babies with a cat.

I was throwing everything I could possibly find on board. We were about to leave at any second. I ran outside to find more stuff to put on the ship. A countdown begins out loud. The villagers are screaming at me and beckoning for me to come back now. I run.

Everything was blank, but then we somehow go forward into the past/future. We're in the village again, except it's inhabited by different people, the buildings are slightly changed, and one building is deteriorated. The villagers (from the ship) creep forward hesitantly. They look incredibly out of place, with their long, old-fashioned dressed and top hats.

Some of them start to cry because they don't know if they will pop back into the past/future in a second, and the thought of never seeing their village again made them sad.

Lucid Dream 3

I remember flying around my town and breaking into someone's house. A woman with short hair lived there. The fact that she had dyed red hair seemed important. She lived there with her family. I started regretting breaking into the house because I was stuck skittering room to room to avoid being seen. "Why did I do this?" I mournfully ask myself as I run into the guest bedroom that is rarely used. I literally dive on the bed, which looks incredibly inviting because of the fluffy comforter and huge pillows.

I hide behind a column beside the sofa as someone enters the living room. I mentally curse the dad when he decided to not go to work today, and to stay home. He has on a tux and carries a suitcase.

When the person leaves the room I jump onto the sofa and over the back. I crouch down behind it.

Now I'm on the back road beside the elementary school. I'm flying at least at tree level. I decide that, yeah, this must be a dream because I'm flying. Everything turns golden and light. It reminds me of heaven. There is no ground. I want to work on my swimming for the next meet, and I remember reading somewhere that practicing something in a dream can make you better at in real life. I start doing butterfly midair. It feels weird. It's uncomfortable and tight on my shoulder joints, but it also feels crazy because I'm the air!

Another short lucid dream that I remembered while writing this. Might've happened on Friday? Everything is blue, and there is no ground. I'm swimming butterfly, easily. There is the edge of this sky-pool way ahead, and there are even little handles for backstroke starts and blocks. It all feels unreal, because everything is floating. I an hear a crowd talking and get the distinct feeling that there was a large room to my right. It was made out of concrete. There was a dark-skinned woman with big brown hair there, laughing.

#214 - 4:41AM - DILD

I am working at my old plant before we moved. I realize this and become lucid. I look around and notice that there are no people and it is only partially lit. I guess that I must have got here before anyone else. I remember the place was haunted in waking life and decide that maybe I was the ghost all along. I decide to make a mess of the place but I have become ethereal. I manage to turn over a table but only with great concentration. I then proceed to make a mess of the things on my old supervisors desk.

Then people arrive and they comment on the mess I made but they don't seem to notice me. I enjoy this idea and scream and shout at them trying to scare them with ghostly sounds. It seems they can't hear me either. I turn to see the mess I made on the desk but there is now a large hardcover book about lucid dreaming. The title has the words, "Lucid Dreaming" in it then something else. I try to read it but the text become long and confusing. I get the gist about it saying something about how science and church can come together to bring the joy of lucidity to everyone putting away all misconceptions about it. It all seems confusing and kind of boring and I go back to being a bad spook. I run at my old lead shouting and roaring. As I crash into her I get the random idea to grab her right boob. The scene goes briefly dark.

I focus and the scene comes back. I see, Bradley, a kid I knew a long time ago. I try talking to him but when he ignores me I bite his ear. There was no response so I start sucking on it. He just keeps walking with me latched to him like a leech. I follow him into the break room when I then realize that he seems incredible sad. I say, "Bradley! Why are you so sad? I was just messing with you. I didn't mean anything." He looks like he is about to cry and I put my arms out to him. We hug and I comfort him. The dream goes dark again.

I think I am wake but can feel myself standing and sitting on the counter-top. I try to DJ buy my device looks like a stupid calculator. I realize it a dream and put it away. Before I can do anything else, I wake up for real.

#213 - 3:50AM - DEILD

I remember a DEILD with vibrations just before this one but I either fell non-lucid or I didn't wake up all the way after. Either way I forgot it. I had a lot of issues all night trying to DJ while I was still dreaming.

I DEILD from a NLD about getting naked in a robe with my wife but someone that looked like Robin from HIMYM kept bothering us.

The vibrations hit and I mantra this time to remind myself to hold on to lucidity. I am suddenly running out a back door and onto a shipping dock for trucks. I run into an alley and past a big dumpster. For some reason I had started counting but let it go at 13. I begin looking for the TARDIS again but don't see it anywhere. I enjoy the feeling of fast effortless running I look up and see bright stars in early dawn. The are feels cold but I enjoy it because I felt hot in the last dream. I make my way around the building I came out of and see large skyscrapers lit up in the dim early morning light. For some reason I think its a hospital and that I had built them. I suddenly become winded and tired. I stop and pant while admiring my work. The scene goes dark and I try to DJ but realize I am not wake yet. I begin to start remembering the other lucid I forgot but I suddenly wake up.

#212 - 2:31AM - DEILD

I wake from some dream and DEILD. Almost immediately, I have a false awakening and find myself lying on some raised bed in what looks like a mobile trailer with other test subjects around me. The scene is similar to a mobile blood drive with donors but I already "know" that we are going a Galantamine study. Then, I see a hand come in front of me from my right and I instinctively shake it. I turn to see who it is and am shocked to see Wurlman smiling at me, "Hi. I am David."
I tell him that I know who he is and I immediately think that I have to be dreaming. I say, "This has to be a dream... We are dreaming." Wurlman just laughs with delight and says, "Yep!"
I say, "Shit dude! You did it!" I am so glad that he is lucid too.
He smile again, "Yep!"

I look around at the other people and want to do tell them all that this is a dream but I become nervous that maybe we are not really dreaming yet and I will just make a fool of myself. So, I do the ol' nose plug and blow through. I stand up, "OK. Everyone. This is a dream. None of you exist." I catch eyes with one younger large build man. He rolls is eyes at me shakes his head. I find that mildly interesting but have no desire to talk to him. I turn to Wurlman, "Well, let's go." As we step outside say, "Shit niggy. We got lucid." We both laugh and I pat Wurlman on the back.

It is night time and I look up. We seem to be in the country with very little light pollution and the stars shine bright and numerous. I say something like, "Wow look at the stars." Then remember I had a task to do (Go to Hell in the TARDIS). Since it's dark I feel the need for a light source before we continue. I pull out my phone and fiddle with it to try and get the LED on. For some reason it wont work. Wurlman, nudges me and says, "Dude look." He reaches down beside him and blind summons a flashlight. He seems to be holding nothing but there is a light beam wherever he points his cupped hand. I realize what he is doing and do the same thing. There are now two light beams lighting our way. Feeling satisfied I say, "Well do you wanna go to Hell with me?"
Wurlman seems totally shocked at this statement, "What?!?!"
I try to cover it up, "I mean, I have a TARDIS. It's just right around the other side of the trailer.

I lead the way with out further comment and we walk around. There is a flat bed trailer with a blue box strapped to it. A street lamp casts it into silhouette but I can see that the box looks more like a port-o-potty than a TARDIS. I try to ignore this fact and continue on anyway. We step in and I am disappointed that the inside looks just like a plastic port-o-potty. I say, "AAHHH! It not bigger on the inside." I push on the walls hoping something would happen but it just feels plastic. I turn to the door and back again trying to picture the inside of the TARDIS. Nothing changes. Then I open the doors to leave and see a TARDIS console siting in the open under the street lamp. It looks a lot like the junk TARDIS from "The Doctors Wife" episode.



I excitedly run toward it but the dream goes dark and I wake up.

Hey this dream was literally so short I'm not even going to type in color codes but I can remember being with some friends and becoming lucid while with them. I believe I began to fly around a bit too. But sadly I can't remember much after that.

First post in quite a while. Not gonna be as detailed as my previous DJ's, as I can't exactly remember everything, but I recall there being some sort of metal as fuck banjo being played. There was also hiking. I became lucid around the time I realized I wasn't wearing clothes for that whole time. Just sort of like "Oh, look. No pants. I'm dreaming. Cool." and I just kind of chilled after that. It was p cool.

Dream recall from today's naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing Doom and roaming through some huge map. It was some kind of complex with outdoor areas at west and indoor areas at east, and also some ventilation system passages. It was pretty mazey and used alot of grey/white textures in places, but also brown ones in other places and green in outdoor area. There were some new enemies and something about player character was dragon-related(can't recall exactly what though).I realized that it's dream while viewing automap briefly and tried to memorize it. Then i lost lucidity.

Dream 2(fragments):

I've had chain of false awakenings during which i either was trying to deal with mosquito or was talking to someone about PC hardware. Then there's another false awakening, and this time some nice voice is asking something, i try to respond and eventually get up i feel that i am dreaming and i feel... quite more aware of surroundings than usually, there's some female DC, we talk about something for a bit and i end up following her and losing lucidity, there are three more DCs, i become aware of dreaming again while going downstairs but then talk continues and i lose lucidity again, i look around and think about reality checking, but end up talking with DCs again. They say that we are going to certain place and i didn't liked it so i went back.

In one of my confusing cycles of false awakenings, there was one that stood out from the rest.
I opened my eyes to see my room. I was lying on my back. Usually I sleep on my side with my legs drawn up near my stomach, almost in fetal position, while hugging a pillow under my head. But that's not what made me suspect it was a dream. My vision was blurry, I felt vibrations in the back of my head, I heard the sound of what could be my facial muscles tensing (try making a huge grin all the way to your ears, you will hear a kind of rumbling / underwater sound). I recognized all these three signs from past experiences with sleep paralysis (or dreams of sleep paralysis) and thought knew what was coming; a bit of noise, vibrating vision and colorful hallucinations. But what I got, was the terrifying experience many people talk about. I couldn't move, and I felt a presence by the side of my bed. I was scared and wanted it to end, but I couldn't do much before I knew if it was a dream, and I had to perform a reality check for that. My reality check of choice is to clench my nose and try to breathe. Problem is, how do you do that if you can't move your hands? I fought hard to lift my hand - it felt like there were concrete blocks attached to my arm, weighing it down - and eventually I got it up to my nose. I clenched it and I could breathe! Now the dream would end for sure, like all the other times I discovered I was dreaming in the past months. But it didn't. I tried to open my real eyes (or my eyes into the next dream, I'm not sure), but they too were weighed down by concrete blocks.
I woke up in my bed again, terrified. Thought maybe I should do a reality check to make sure I was awake this time, but it felt so real I didn't bother, and slipped away, either back into sleep or into the next dream. Right now, I am not sure if I was even awake.

Key:
Non-Lucid Dream
Lucid Dream
Wake up


So I was exploring this incredible basement. It looked a lot like the alien spaceship in the movie "Prometheus." I explored the place somewhat, so dark, so abandoned; I eventually lost interest and took the elevator back home. When I arrived upstairs my father was talking to some friends of his, they brought over their daughter Gaby. I have never spoken with Gaby but she came up to me and we started talking. Then Mike arrived he went down to the basement to wait for me. Next thing I know I am in bed and Gaby is standing at the edge looking down at me. I realized suddenly in bed next to me was her sister Monserrat. I panicked and got up quickly, Monserrat grabbed a camera and wanted to take pictures of me but before she could I did a Reality check and realized I was indeed dreaming. I moved away her camera before she could even take the picture without touching it. They looked at me surprised and I just smiled and told them "Lucid Dreaming!" I began to run away and I realized if it actually is indeed a dream I might as well get to know Monserrat. I began running back and saw another girl who is also called Monserrat but is Mike's friend, not mine. The whole thing began getting blurry and breaking down which made me drift back to reality. I did a reality check and then opened my eyes and became so happy at my first Lucid Dream!