lucid

Well, I had this dream on 8/9/2013 It was so cool!

It started like this..

Mum woke me up early for work, but I didn't want to wake up yet, so I went back to sleep. I had a really cool dream about a water theme park. I decided that it was time to wake up.

The first thing I noticed was that my iPod was playing a song I didn't even have. I flung my blanket of me and got up. Then I saw a christmas tree just outside my room.
Then I looked down at my hands and noticed that they were unfocused and strangely small.

'What the hell......Omg. I'm Lucid Dreaming!'

My dream began to fade away and my ears began buzzing.

'No! Nope, I'm not leaving!'

I rubbed my hands together and concentrated really hard on my hands. Then my ears stopped buzzing and everything became clear again.

I walked out of my room and into the kitchen. I saw my granny, standing at the bench cutting Mudcake into quarters and shoving it into her face.

'Granny?'

Then I saw my mum on the other side of the sink, stuffing her face full of chocolate Mud muffins. Her face was red and it looked like she couldn't even hear or see me.

Then I walked down to the hall and saw two round lightbulbs. It was also really dark.

'Light! Light! Light!'

I concentrated really hard on the first light, but the second light flickered for a second before turning off.

'Cool'

I wanted to somewhere less creepy. So, I tried to envision a forest.

'Forest...come on....Forest'

Then I really woke up XD I ran out into the kitchen laughing hysterically and told mum all about the dream and how awesome it was. I really want to lucid dream again.

I don't have many dreams to write down, unfortunately. Also, I've only ever had one *lucid* dream, and that was over half a year ago when I started this venture the first time (before I gave up, which I regret doing immensely, I might add--so if you are thinking of giving up, DON'T DO IT!). So, here is a list of the dreams I've been having (that I can remember, anyway) the past week. Also included is my very first ever and thus far only ever lucid dream--just thought I'd share that one too. Do keep in mind that one is NOT a recent dream


Oh, and I didn't start keeping track of dates right away, so a couple of my entries are undated.


NIGHT 1
Entry 1:

Something to do with plants. (Yes, that's all I could remember, never did get the rest of it).


NIGHT 2
Entry 1

GHOST HUNTING

I am investigating someone's house as a paranormal investigator. I try to record EVPs, take pictures, and otherwise try to communicate with the spirits haunting the house. One of my tasks is to determine for the family if the entity(s) are evil or not. The odd thing is, I have no equipment with me. I also begin to have visions of some of the past events that have occurred in this house. I see a little boy terrified and attacked by demons. I have another vision of other people suffering different fates caused by the paranormal activity--I just cannot remember what exactly happened. Now I find a room with several markings on the floor. From visions that I am getting, I know they are tattoos that can protect people from the demons haunting the place. it is also important to note that these markings are scrawled in blood, as though whoever put them here did so in a hurry, perhaps in their own blood while they were dying.

Now, I am in a ship. (looking back, this *may* have been a separate dream, I'm not sure). Is it me personally or a vision? I just can't remember. I do know it is sinking. Me and a few other people that I've never met are trying desperately to stay alive as we get nearer and nearer to the icy waters. In fact, the waters are so icy that something strange happens. Rescuers who attempt to help us make contact with the water, and they literally freeze solid in their wetsuits--they can't get out of them and they too end up frozen. I also, through another vision, intuitively know that another rescuer was shattered during this freezing process--but one person did survive. How, I do not know or remember.


NIGHT 3

Entry 1

The Bodyguard

I am a bodyguard or servant of some kind. Interestingly enough, I am also not human. I am an Orc straight out of a Tolkien novel. as a devoted servant/bodyguard to my master, I am trying to protect him from other orc's that are trying to kill him. As we run through a grassy field, I take out several of our attackers with my heavy crossbow. We are flee to a building that oddly resembled a modern-day apartment. We run through the building, me taking the time to shoot a few crossbow bolts every so often, while dashing up stairs. Unfortunately for us, we only get so high up and then there are no more stairs, even though the building is much taller. There IS however, a ladder through the window leading higher up. I fire my crossbow through the window, hitting more orcs scrambling towards us below. My master climbs the ladder up, but before I get a chance to follow, I'm ambushed. I am forced to surrender my weapon--the details are fuzzy to me, and I don't remember how this happened. The enemy orcs try to force me to climb the ladder and bring my master too them--but he decides to come to them on their own. Now something VERY strange occurs. My master knows the leader of the orcs that are attacking us, and they ta;l for awhile. The enemy leader eventually decides to stop attacking us, and my master tells me not to kill any more of them either. I agree...for now. I then wake up.


August 6, 5:30 AM

Entry 1

Plant Frenzy
I am raising plants--just like in Plant Tycoon except IRL. I'm growing these plants with orange tubular flowers. For some reason, I am not satisfied with them. I hate them, am disappointing, but I don't remember why. Why am I growing them? What am I so desperately searching for? A Magic plant like in the Plant Tycoon game? I can't be certain, but I suspect as much. My alarm wakes me up.

Entry 2

Rolo's Rage

I am at home. THe pl;ace, however, isn't my REAL home. I don't quite remember what is different, outside the layout of the house, but I do know it's MUCH different. I'm playing some sort of video game, though when I walk away from it, I cannot remember what I was playing. My parents are going out--as they leave, I point to a pair of fish flopping on the floor.

"What about them, they need to be put back in their tanks," I say to my mother.

"Oh, they'll be fine, I'll put them back in the water when I get back." She tells me.

The other fish float through the air, so no need for water for them. My parents leave and I decide to play with our pet hamster, Rolo--which is just fine untill she suddenly bites me. The thing is, her jaws change shape, growing much longer and elongating, and she is biting down, grinding my finger with her jaws. She refuses to let go, and the pain is excruciating. The only way I get her off me is with the aid of a strange man that appears out of nowhere. He uses the cover of his Bible to put it between my finger and Rolo's teeth, and that finally makes her release me.

My parents return some time later--by then the two fish from earlier are dead. I tell them about Rolo's attack, and then the dream ends.


Wed, Aug. 7

Entry 1

Did I dream of rain? I am in my house, it is cloudy and rainy outside...dream is so fuzzy I don't remember anything else.


That's it for my recent dreams. This last dream, as I said before, was from months and months ago, when I first started getting into Lucid Dreaming. Had I not given up at the time, I probably would be pretty good at LDing by now. Never again will I give it up


Date Unknown, first ever lucid dream

I have a false awakening. I am in my bed, I open my eyes. As is my new habit, I perform a reality check on my hands--my fingers slip through the side of my hand! Then, rather stupidly as if that wasn't enough proof, I slide my hands through the wall at the head of my bead. I jump up--"I'm dreaming", I tell myself! Having had several non-lucid false awakenings, I force myself to calm down, relax. I don't want to ruin my first ever lucid dream. I want to change the scenery, to be in a forest. Everything is surprisingly vivid. Excited, though thankfully not to the point of waking up, I thing "I want to be in a forest now!" And the ground starts to shake. Right before my eyes, my house collapses around me, vanishing quite literally into the ground. I am now in a grassy field. Suddenly, ground still shaking, hundreds of trees just spring into place, as if they were lying in the ground already, and "popped up" like a target at a gun range. They're not quite what I expected though--they aren't full pine trees, but small thin scraggly looking things--like the trees in the film Mortal Kombat, in the scene with Scorpion vs. Johnny Cage.

Right around there somewhere, I lose awareness, and I don't remember any more of the dream--I wake up in the morning.

I was playing handball against a mixture of boys and girls from my school (8th grade class). I remember that I was the goalie and my brother which was 9 was the 2nd goalie. We were switching quite a lot. And one of the girls hit another girl (which was on my team) and she was mad. As I was leaving my goalie post, the girl who got hit pulled me by the side and said that she loved me. Right after I noticed I was dreaming and the girl confirmed and said the same. As I pulled her into a room, she started making out with me but then, I told her to give me a Job (Come on guys, she was making out with me). And she did except she was pulling my skin and it didn't feel that good. The last thing I remember from that dream is that I was trying to tell her to move her But Up and Down. But she wasn't cooperating to well. I guess that's because she blonde.

#210 - 7:05AM - DEILD

My wife wake me up around 6:30am when she leaving for work. I decide it's time to really take advantage of sleeping in and set my intentions. I try to WILD but I am still too tired. Later I awaken from a NLD that I can't remember and just try to DEILD.

The first thing I notice is the sound of the fan cutting out completely and then the shift from my physical body to my dream body. I feel completely ethereal and light. After that, I get the vibrations. I try my usual way of "physically" exiting bed but lately I just can't get that to work so I try visualization. I try running and it feels good but nothing will form. I try seeing the back of my eyelids but I notice the morning light too much. Then I try seeing my hands and it helps but not quite enough. Then, I realize that I am putting too much attention to the blindness. I let go of it and I see the top of a door way. I do a few chin ups on it concentrating only on the task at hand.

The dream clears up and I walk out the front door. I immediately feel the cold of the concrete on my bare feet. The air feels very cold and my upper-body becomes cold. I realize I am only wearing pants. I tell myself that it is summer and should be warm. The cold vanishes and I continue on. What will the dream bring me this time? I scan the neighborhood for anything unusual. Nothing really get my attention so I start jogging but at that moment I see out next-door neighbor's car and decide to drive. As I approach it, it morphs from sedan to van. I hop in and don't even bother trying to start it. I just grab the old steering wheel gear shift and slam it in reverse and hit the gas. When I get out of the driveway and slam it to drive, the car stalls for a second and dies. I refuse to believe it and I push the gas all the way down. After a moment I am speeding off through the neighbor hood.

I begin to think of a destination and wonder if I could drive to Hell. Along the way I see metal buildings with one marked "Hell" on it. I decide this isn't going to be good enough so I pass it by and think about the Great Wall of China again. The surroundings turn from busy traffic and commercial buildings to wide open countryside. I fell like I need to get off the road to find the Great Wall. I pull up on the steering wheel and shout, "FLYYYYY!" For a moment all I can see is blue sky and clouds. Nope, too high. Think hovercraft. The front of the car comes back down and dissolves. Now I am zoom flying over grassy fields and dense forests searching for the Great Wall. I am enjoying the speed and the low altitude flight when the dream comes to a halt. I then awaken in reserve order of the DEILD. Darkness, back to physical body, the fan returns, and I open my eyes.

I lucid in a fairly accurate recreation of my house, my backyard in particular. I stabilized with a few voice commands and rubbed my hands together. I can't remember how I got lucid, I think it was with a nose pinch reality check.
Anyways, there was a really long chunk of time where I was just exploring my dream house. There were no dream characters around, also, dream control didn't seem to work. I simply wandered around the house looking for things. The house was fairly accurately recreated.
I kept the dream going long past its usefulness with perpetual stabilization. (You see, I haven't really been focused on lucid dreaming as of late, but I will get more time to focus on it soon, that's something you can be sure of.)
Anyways, I was doing something with sunglasses too. Something to do with trying to make the dream darker or brighter, or attempting a special type of stabilization by using the sunglasses as "lucidity glasses." (My recall has been bad too.)

i just suddenly asked myself "is this a dream?" then i did the nose pinch test and could breath,i checked again to make sure,then i tried pushing the fingers on my right hand through my left palm to see what would happen,it was kind of hard to do and the back if my hand started lighting up but eventually it worked (it was kind of a test to see what would happen) i decided to fly a bit although i didn't have much control,i was probably lucid for a few minuets before i had a false awakening to another dream scene

I admit I didn't properly complete these 2 tasks, but it was still an interesting adventure. Well, isn't every dream?

Anyway, I inadvertently woke up and fell back to sleep maybe 5 times between midnight and 5am, which I think helped set me up really well for WILD. Then I either woke up or FAed (I'm beginning to think there's a possibility that I don't really know the difference right before I WILD), and I turned slightly and felt vibrations. I remember thinking at that moment how strange it was that I was getting there this early.. normally they don't hit until well after 7am (with rare exception). So I went with it, and a few cycles passed and I "woke" into a dream. In my bed as usual, checking to make sure I was dreaming, I saw Danny sit up slightly. He asked me a question that was complete gibberish, and that confirmed the dream.

I got up and left the room. When I went down the hall and into the livingroom, it looked completely different, like that of a small apartment. There were a bunch of scattered papers on the kitchen counter, and I remember thinking at that moment "I know I wrote down the tasks of the month on one of these pieces of paper...." So I began rummaging through them. I couldn't find what I wanted, and I kinda got clear there for a second, questioning the validity of these papers. Then the Hell TOTM struck my brain, and I immediately got down on all fours. I pressed my face through the floor, and that obedient tunnel to hell appeared instantly. A moment of fear swept through me (if you haven't read any of my tunnel to hell dreams before, this is #4.. and if you can imagine for real, a dark, creepy tunnel that goes way down deep, with some fiery orange glow, and sounds from the deep not unlike the Balrog of Moria, then you'll know why I chickened out the first two times and didn't go in). The moment passed quickly, because I've been psyching myself for it in waking life. Alot. No fear, it's a dream, MY dream...

The past few days, since my last attempt at this task, I decided that I would manifest a rope to get down, because flying/hovering/climbing are not at the top of my lucid skills. Obediently, a sturdy rope appeared in front of me, perfectly in the center of the tunnel. I grabbed it and tugged, it seemed to be fastened at the top somehow, but I didn't look up. My focus was down down down. I grabbed the rope with my arms AND legs like a spider, and began to slide down. I felt a little like I was going down a really creepy well. "The Well from Hell" haha, sounds like a scary B movie. Or a documentary: "Hell's Wells, Have They Dried Up? Story at 11." Ok I'm done

Anyway, I started sliding down the rope, which should have burned my hands, so I'm glad I didn't have that as a distraction in this dream. I focused hard to see a bottom to the tunnel, because that's where I failed last time (it ended up being an endless tunnel and I woke up before finding the bottom). Two times I had to focus and say, "I'm approaching the bottom, I'm approaching the bottom," and my feet finally found the ground. In retrospect, I don't remember any heat at all. I had a lucky, pain free trip to Hell. Almost immediately, a figure approached me. (My memory is a little foggy from this point on, so I'll do my best. I think my memory tends to be a bit better when I'm super focused, like descending the tunnel, since I was so set on tackling that. So when I got to a point I hadn't got to before, I stopped trying to control everything, and just let the story take over. But as a reflex, I may be dropping too much focus as well, and forgetting stuff. Gotta work on that in the future.)

Alright, so a figure approached me, and he seemed to be made up of half smoke, and half something corporeal. But he seemed to phase in and out of it. I think I asked if he was the devil, but I don't remember an answer. I remember him getting super close to me though. He was handsome, when he wasn't a billowy cloud of smoke. And I remembered Dianeva's idea to ask him the meaning of life! (Sadly, the beer never popped into my head, aside from which, even if I had succeeded in this basic task, that's a pretty long as fucking way of getting to it, to then fail at the advanced!) So I asked him "What is the meaning of life, oh Dark Lord?" (kidding, I didn't say the dark lord part ) I know he had an answer, I just KNOW it, but I don't remember. All I remember is he swooped me up in wings of smoke, and the next thing I remember, I was standing on earth.

Oreo face? I think so!!

Apparently I'm not even good enough for hell, and the devil himself kicked me right out. Wow. So the last thing I remember is seeing 2 DCs that I have a hunch that i recognized. I'm pretty much nonlucid at this point I think. I hug them both tightly, then wake up.

Alright Devil, you wanna play like that? Maybe next time I conjure some magic Devil snare and tie your ass up. I'll pour beer down your gullet if I have to for these wings!

Hi guys
This is my first entrie on my DJ, but it was not my first LD.
Well, all started with me sleeping on the sofa for a long long time, maybe 3 hours, then I woke up and went to bed, and that's when the fun began.
I think that non-lucid dreams have have a more interesting story, and this night was the perfect combination of the two (lucid and non-lucid).
I started dreaming and I was not lucid, the dream was about me and a group of explorers who travel through a ship to the past (up to the time of kings). During the day we tried to find the artifact that endeavored (I think it had powers that were needed at the present time) and at the evening the action began (for me).
I and my buddie had a laboratory of dreams for us, our mission was in a dream, while we slept on the machines that we had built, have lucid dreams.
But dreams stemmed space where we were sleep, like a machine that make out of body experiences, we tried to get information about where the artifact was located, and even dangerous to life intentionally, because we knew it was only a dream.
When we woke up, the dream continued and the group was joined and the with the information that I had taken the night before, we were going in search of the artifact, we found the artifact and returned to the present time.
Now that I remember best the dream machines had the same functions that the machines in Avatar (film), but had one desin completely different, and our avatar was a body like ours.
I realize that the dream lasted several days, 4/5 days. And every time I "dreamed" within the dream, my sense of time changed. When we dream we feel that spent nearly an hour and actually spent only 15 minutes.
In the dream within the dream I had the notion that I spent almost 2 hours lucid. What would be very little time to sleep in real life, 15 minutes (if this theory were true).

hugs, remain lucid guys

Ps:If you see my brother out there (Vagal Tone) kick his ass for me

Yerp, believe it or not, this is my third this week.

It started off with me in my driveway with my brother. We were looking through my telescope at stuff, and then I noticed that everything was glow-in-the-dark. Trees, him, lamps, all of it!

It was beautiful. All those colors swirling around.

Then I realized, this isn't normal! I did a quick series of reality checks and confirmed, yes, this was a dream. Luckily, it didn't freak out like the last one, it was pretty stable already.

I figured that these colors was enough for me, and instead of all your normal lucid dreaming shenanigans I just decided to enhance these colors. I imagined the colors being brighter and more swirling and beautiful than ever before, then blinked.

And BAM! My whole vision was covered with swirling red neon yellows greens... They were all dancing around each other in a flurry of light and color.
It was great.
But then,

I woke up.

Started off in a very blurry recreation of my old school. A quick utterance of "clarity now" fixed that. Turns out we were on a trip of sorts, bizarrely, to the world of lucid dreaming. Given the recursive nature of this trip, considering I was already lucid, the teacher decided to be lazy and ask me to inform everyone of what lucid dreaming is. I instead decided to find the nearest, moderately attractive DC and have sex. It didn't last long. A forced scene change later and we were in an exact replica of the previous room, except in a dream, apparently. My sense of awareness started dwindling at this point. Our virtual teacher started giving a lecture on lucid dreaming to the DCs. I had a look around and went outside, and was met with a beautiful, skyscraper ridden city, before losing awareness and journeying back to the teacher, still lecturing. She started talking about time spent in a dream and how we could bring up a counter to see how much time we had left before waking up. My own said 2 hours (which was actually accurate) and shifted me back into lucidity , where I promptly attempted to to manipulate the counter, in a failed hope of gaining more time. While it didn't work, it did change the numbers on the counter to "undefined", which garnered applause from everyone present. I can't remember anything else, unfortunately.

Dream 1:

I was in my home city at night and with this girl, I didn't know her but she said we could go and look around this place even though it was locked up. I was a little scared of getting caught and getting in trouble with the police but then the girl said something strange; "You are the master of time and they will obey and bow down to you". Didn't make me lucid strangely enough even after we went inside and saw this dummy in a waistcoat come over from nowhere and open the door for us. Inside was a sight to behold, a huge pocketwatch looking clock was on the wall opposite me, it must have been at least 100ft tall and it had people all over it. I could see they were working on it and polishing it. The girl had disappeared and in her place was a young, tall, slim man with a bit of a beard on his chin. He had fairly short slicked back hair and told me that if I was the master of time I needed to look the part. I glanced to my left and saw a rack of clothes, on it coincidentally was a waistcoat I'd seen irl a few days ago. But before I could put it on the girl came back, I can't remember what she said but we ended up walking through a red door at the end of the hall. We came out into a pub of some sort and we had to keep a dog inside. Unfortunately it escaped from its enclosure but I stopped it from going out of the front door. After that I left.

I bumped into my girlfriend and since it was evening she suggested we get something to eat on a boat. I agreed and started to walk with her. We kept passing one of my other friends, she was visiting all of these strange meat shops and I asked her why, but can't remember what she said nor what happened after that.

Dream 2:

This one I tried to WILD. It worked however it was very very light sleep.

I was on a pirate ship at sea, the dream wasn't really stable and there was no clarity. But the one thing I remembered to do is one of the TOTMs. So I ran up to quite a young boy on the deck and hurriedly asked him what the meaning of life is. He instantly replied "Blue banana whale in time" .......wat? O.o Before I had time to question him further the realisation came that I'd just completed the task of the month, I got too excited and woke up.

What a weird response though, certainly wasn't expecting that. Oh well, it gives me something to wonder about

Aug 8, 2013

Third person view of me. I was in a train station. I saw myself come out of the train with another guy. An acquaintance? His face was unclear. Someone (a friend?) was being interrogated by an officer just outside the train. I asked 'What's going on, officer'? He said something about the friend, and I crossed my arms and faced my friend, asking 'What did you do [this time]?'

A map. Top-down view. A town. Various locations we passed by. There was a lake with monsters.

NOTE: I was partially aware that I was dreaming. In fact, I was interpreting the dream while watching it. I see it as a battle between my ego, superego and id. The officer is obviously the superego, id the erring friend (although I was unclear what he did wrong), and 'I' was the ego, trying to work between the two, but obviously downplaying the id's desires.

#209 - 4:57AM - DILD

I am chasing Erica with a van. Though I don't realize it, the dream looks a lot like inFamous. I am controlling the vehicle with my wedding ring. When I spin the ring up the van goes forward, down backward. When I tilt my ring toward my finger tip the van turns right, toward the knuckle it turns left. I maneuver through thick traffic and realize I am driving backward. I get the feeling that my wife and kids are actually in the van. I also see a radar on the bottom right corner of the screen with a red dot representing the location of Erica. When I turn the van the right way I see the she went through a pedestrian only sidewalk that leads under a bridge then the red dot vanishes. I run under the bridge and everything looks like the San Antonio River Walk with no people around.

I am now sitting in some house crying. I think that she took my son and I will never see him again. After some time I see my son crawl past me. I pick him up and hug him and feel a huge relief. I assume it wasn't my son she took but someone elses. I tell my daughters and wife that I don't know why I was crying and made some excuse about being tired. I felt too embarrassed to say what I was really thinking.

Then I have an FA at the Luling house. As I walk into the bathroom, the change of scenery gets me thinking. I look around and notice how different everything looks from my memory of the place. I suddenly realize this is a dream but I do several nose plugs to be sure.

Then, I am fooled by another FA still in the Luling house. I look at the clock and see it is after 6am. I say, "Oh well, I guess I'll just be late for work." I try to DJ my dream real fast with several devices but none of them will turn on. I realize this is a dream sign and become lucid again.

I fall back into SP and feel stuck in bed. I start spinning and find myself standing up. I feel trapped to the room but see my dad and brother talking. My brother is sitting in a recliner while my dad is standing in front of him giving a lecture. I don't really care what they are saying and I start thinking of a way to get the dream stable though it already is. For some reason I think that I am still in SP. I worry about what time it is and hope that I can wake up soon to see the clock.

As I wait, I begin pacing back and forth singing a song but I can't seem to get any lyrics right. Then I resort to beatboxing. My dad becomes annoyed and shouts something about my interrupting his conversation. I just ignore him and continue. As first, my beatboxing sounds just as crappy as walking life but after a moment I sound pretty legit. I spend a few minutes enjoying this before I suddenly wake up.

#208 - 3:43AM - DEILD

I have a dream that feels really long and I forgot the first part. I also wake with a feeling that I forgot a huge lucid segment. There are some strange kids that I don't know in my house and my younger daughter is Skyping on my Galaxy Player with some woman who I assume does a children's TV show. I help her record as she is talking to the woman about something I can't remember. When she is done, I find an option to save all the video. I think I will edit the parts where my face and voice got in it later.

I see my mom on the couch and I start to tell her about the lucid dream I had earlier. She interrupts me with some silly word or noise indicating that she doesn't want to hear it and thinking about the ending I decide maybe I should keep it to myself.

I walk into the kitchen and see some strange cooking device like a oversized toaster oven with something yummy inside. I can smell it and I begin to feel hungry. I turn around and walk back into the living room thinking about how I only had one lucid dream and feel really shocked that I didn't have another. Suddenly it dawns on me that I never woke up a second time. For a way to RC, I jump and take a swipe at the ceiling near the fan. The gravity is all wrong and I know I am dreaming. I wake up immediately.

I lay still and DEILD watching intense hypnagogia. I imagine being Spiderman and I get butterflies in my stomach as I swing.

I find myself sitting in my old Saturn parked at a jacked up angle in my ex-in-laws driveway. When I see thier van try to pull in and then have to park on the road, I say, "Shit." and quickly straighten the car up. The girls hope in and I glare at thier grandparents as I drive away. I remember my goal to turn into Spiderman and I ask the girls if they want to go downtown. I here then simultaneously yell, "Yeah!" and continue driving with the intent of arriving where the taller building are.

Suddenly, I am pulling into the driveway of my house and for some reason I just follow the motions of going inside while holding my son. We wonder around and I notice there is now an upstairs. We all go up there and there are duplicates of the bedrooms down stairs. As I walk around I really think this is all more hypnagogia and I hope the real dream starts soon. ( I was wrong here) Then, I think of the last Dr Who episode I watched and think this all must be a perception field. I decide we better get doing and head back down. As I do, I remember my Spiderman task once again. I say, "Hey, do ya'll want to be... um... Spiderpeople?" I hear another resounding, "Yeah!" and we make our way outside.

Instead of looking for tall buildings, I just start climbing up the walls of my porch. I remember the felling of that one LD I had and think of gravity shifting to where I want it. I crawl up the side and to the ceiling but halfway across I feel odd that I am upside down and I fall. Then, I jump up to the roof of the porch but struggle a bit to pull myself up. The only thing I have to shoot a web at is the gabble to the attic in front of me. I turn my palm up, pull my two middle fingers back and give a flick at my wrist. I literally feel something shoot out and see the web stick to the side of the house. Then, I hold on to it like a rope and swing a little but come back around to the side of the house landing way too hard.

Suddenly, I hear the alarm clock and think it's real. I sit up and see some construction worker or maintenance man doing something to my dresser. Instead of hitting snooze he turns the alarm off completely. I hear him mutter something to another man about how he gets tired of people yelling at him to hit the snooze button. I wake up.

WBTB at 1:30.

#207 - 2:25AM - DILD

I am trying to get to sleep but can't seem to. I look at the clock and see it is unplugged. I worry about the time and if I will be able to wake up in time for work. I pick up my galaxy player and try to set an alarm with that but I can't seem to focus my eyes to see. I feel so sleepy and drugged and I get up for a moment not knowing why. I see my son asleep in his exersaucer slumped over. I feel bad for him and put him in bed with me holding close enjoying the moment. For some reason my wife is not there and I am in the Luling house. I don't think it's odd.

I wake up to SP and try to transition multiple times but I can't see and feel wobbly and unbalanced. At some point I roll onto the floor and put my head down into the ground. I worry that I will have an OpheliaBlue experience there (Q&A2 podcast) so I quickly back out. I feel my way into the living room and start rubbing the floor and walls with my hands but nothing helps.

I try the old trick of swinging a sword hoping the visuals with catch up. After awhile of nothing happening I get bored and think since everything is just physical only I may as well have sex. Now I am standing in the bedroom and I see a woman come out of the bed room in the dark. At first I think it's someone from work but then I realize it's my wife. As we have raunchy wall sex my vision become clearer and the lights come on. Her face morphs several times into different women but each time I still think of her as the same person. (Past lives?) I almost end it when I realize the dream has become stable but we are both enjoying the moment so much that I fully indulge for a while.

Afterward, I go to the bathroom. I keep hearing a voice in my mind saying, "I can deal with it." I worry about the mess I may have caused but let it go. I pause at the mirror and see my reflection making faces and flexing muscles. I really look at my face and it seems to be very distorted with a huge Jay Leno chin (or maybe it was Quagmire... giggity) . I notice something in the mirror positioned behind me and to the right. It looks like a small TV with a picture on it. It looks like a scene from Skyrim and I become interested in teleporting into it. I worry that if I turn around the TV will be gone so I dive into the mirror reaching for the image on the TV. I find myself in a familiar kitchen in a house from a dream that I had a very long time ago. I am sprawled out on the counter top amongst dirty dishes. Just before I touch the TV it morphs into a black canister. For some reason I call it a coffee pot. I stare blankly at it confused and shocked this happened. I wake up.