lucid

got lucid last night. DILD, tho a failed WILD attempt contributed by running consciousness close enough to the dream's inception that it was easily retrieved. i probably lapsed in awareness for less than a minute. until i fell asleep for this dream, i had remembered the previous one perfectly. it was much longer; i felt it was probably the preferred REM cycle. i might or might not make an entry for that one.

...i entered a tunnel to escape from a frenzy. a bear? indoors, public, carpet, cheap decor. like an office whose decor hadn't changed in 40 years. the opening to the tunnel existed in the wall, probably more toward the floor. the inside was like what at the time i compared to the ear canal, but now am thinking glacial cave is more like it: undulating, "ribbed", organic walls, taller than it was wide. cramped. i was horizontal and had to crawl or drag my body through with my arms. it wasn't difficult. (likely inspired by a "snow fort" my friend's brother made in their backyard years ago, a narrow tunnel laboriously carved out of a mound of compacted snow). it was a short tunnel. it curved. the walls were off white beige smooth plaster, which contributes to the ear comparison, like it was an anatomical play structure at a children's museum. as i rounded the bend i spontaneously became lucid, or more aptly, remembered that lucidity was my goal, to which i reacted w/ an "oh right, yeah. let's do this."

-pause-
for the past ~6 years, every time i became lucid, my enjoyment of the dream was impeded by an "imperative" attitude: as soon as i became lucid, i would impulsively try to recall some "thing i wanted/have to do" and attempt to accomplish it "before it was too late". these would be things like frantically attempting to stabilize an already-stable dream, impulsively dream spinning for no reason, labored flying because "it's supposed to be fun goddamnit". either that, or just experiencing the dream influenced by a general notion that there is a "right way" to be going about that i'm neglecting. these intrusive notions occurred around the same time i was trying too hard to attain lucidity, and both factors ironically contributed to fewer and shorter LDs. i eventually gave up, although the imperative attitude still managed to bleed into accidental LDs that occurred every now and then.

fast forward to this "3rd wave" of active LD interest. one of the first things i did when re-acquainting myself with the principles of lucid dreaming was realize that i had been trying too much too soon. instead, in order to acclimatize myself to the lucid dreamworld, i've been planning, the first (half?) dozen or so LDs, to just. chill. sit down, feel the grass, look around. maybe meditate, as enso from IRC suggested, saying that it helps stabilize and improve the quality of the dream. as last night's LD reminded me, however, focusing on even the simplest agenda is easier said than done.
-resume-

i knew there was another office at the end of the tunnel. before lucidity it was likely to be just as perilous as the previous, but it was practically empty of characters once i reached it, as i knew it would be. i looked around. to my left, there was a "fireplace", unlit, possibly fake, by which stood a "bear", stuffed or real i didn't really care since it wasn't about to do anything. might've totally been a hat tree. to my left, a large desk and a row of green windows, some partly open, fluttering the long lightweight curtains. it was overcast outside, which i could tell not from looking outside, but from the light. up ahead, who knows? a wall, a hall off to the side, and a sofa, i imagine. the carpet was short, old, a dusty faded red. i felt it. it felt like a carpet that looked like that should feel, rough, though my focus was more intensely on the sensation than it would be in real life. brushing the carpet released a smell. it rose in wafts, i saw them. they were powder blue, with dust. there might've been some big cartoon stars. it smelled dry and musty.

by the time i was done i had already decided i'd have to find a place where soft chillin' would be less boring, probably outside. i looked up and i was already by a window. i opened it and looked down. green and yellow grass, not too far, but far enough that i wouldn't be able to get back into the window if i failed to take flight-- i was hoping the height would give me a head start. i've experienced enough failure trying to launch off ground zero. in any case i knew it wouldn't hurt if i fell. it all came true, of course. i jumped, i fell, didn't hurt.
the building was behind me. ahead, maybe 20 feet, was a small wood. to the right of that, a field of white clouds, gray above, pink below, fluffy. i got up and tried again to fly, upright, and succeeded. it was a slow rise. i watched the clouds change with my perspective: they began 10 feet off the ground as a plane of hovering watermelon sized puff balls. they multiplied as the altitude grew, to thicken. i watched as each new plane of texture approached, became level with me, then passed below. in the back of my mind i dreaded my inevitable deceleration. (note that by this point, i had obviously lost sight of keeping it simple.)

it wasn't long before the expectation of running out of flight juice overrode my enjoyment of the clouds. i felt i had been flying in one direction (upward) too long. gravity would take over any moment. so i leaned, left. i watched the building's grounds pass below me. i went the distance of a football field. i slowed down while nearing a lot of high school students standing in small groups, socializing; perhaps school had just ended. (who knows what that building was for? it was a school AND an office, alright?) i landed by one of them. i knew these people. nerdy friends of friends. i don't remember saying anything, though i would have remembered several hours ago. i woke up seconds after.

what did i take from this experience?
-i'll have to make a better point of keeping it simple, since my dream self has a natural bias against it, even when lucid.
-i'd like to try to take deliberate note of the details and makeup of my surroundings. for one thing, it'd make recall easier. i'm tired of knowing exactly what happened but being uncertain of the details that would allow me to put it into words.
-even when you're lucid and you think you'll remember everything, you won't. i already knew this, but now i have recent experience to substantiate it.

it was a very short dream, which was disappointing, but otherwise not a bad thing. keeps post-analysis manageable. however, i can't imagine keeping a dream journal every night; writing this took forever, and nothing even happened.

I spoke with my husband - he came from India. I said that it would be a big surprise for relatives - usually we now that he comes in a day or two. Then i thought that its strange, count fingers - 7. I decided to do team task and began thinking where Ravenknight was. In some time i felt something in the air and flew there. Darkness, lost awareness.

04/12/13

Tornado of Flames
I am in my own room, sitting on my bed, looking around. I am surrounded by Templars, which immediately pisses me off. I just used an Immortal Fire before going to bed and they're already back? I focus on using Dark Power of the Abyss by Rhapsody again, to drop another Immortal Fire and get rid of all of the Templars in the area. As the wave of flames from the Immortal Fire expands outwards from me I see it starts rotating as if it was caught in a tornado.

The flames are actually pulling the Templars into a vortex portal. I wonder where the vortex portal might lead, and I look through. I see through the portal to what looks like deep space on the other side with a small planet of solid ice, maybe it's Pluto. I figure as long as it's not the Dark Realm they can go there for a while. The last of the Templars are pulled through the portal and then the portal closes behind them. Nomad opens another portal that leads to the moon, and we go through it. I remember that Nomad's girlfriend Winter needs some healing for her fibromyalgia, and there are a couple sores left to heal on Nomad, so I figure we can do some healing first. We go to the balancing pools and slip into the water. The warm water feels very relaxing. I see Winter is already floating in the water, seeming to be asleep. I go over to her and focus healing energy through her. I send the energy through Winter's whole body before moving over to Nomad and focusing healing energy on his foot, on the couple remaining sores, most of which are gone completely and only two small ones remain. While I am focusing the healing energy I feel healing energy going through me, it is so relaxing. I think I am going to fall asleep right there. I am floating in the warm water and almost asleep when someone gets my attention. Washu is there, she says maybe the nanites in my head on the physical plane can be put to use to help us instead of the Templars.

At first I have no idea what she is talking about, I give her a blank look. She says come on, Janet also wants a look. Winter stays in the balancing pools, floating serenely in the water. Nomad and I follow Washu to the sick bay area of the moon tower. It looks like a Star Trek sick bay. Nomad and I each lie down in a bed, scans are being done. The computer responds that there are nanites in both of us, though the ones in Nomad appear to be disabled. Apparently mine are doing just fine… unfortunately… Washu says she thinks they can hack in to the nanites and take control of them, or of course disabling them is an option. I tell her maybe reprogram them… if I could use them to get a clearer contact to the Borg Collective then maybe I could boost my recall of everything from things I have learned to my own dreams. Washu agrees with that, Janet types something on a computer. I feel drowsy and I fall asleep on the bed, I notice I can hear voices in the distant part of my mind, voices like those in the Borg Collective. It is just on the periphery of my awareness, however, and I slip off to sleep.
 
Secret Invasion
I am with Nomad and some other people in the tower on the moon looking at a computer display. The display shows the area just outside of a town, it looks like Masyaf from the Assassin's Creed games. In one dark corner there are Templars disguising themselves as Assassins. The Templars don't even look like normal Templars, they look demonic in nature, and they are heading into Masyaf unquestioned along with a group of Assassins who had been out scouting the area for intruders. I think that was an epic fail on the scouting mission… So we go to the tower teleporters and teleport to a spot right near where the Templars are disguising themselves. They are Templars disguised as Assassins.

We change our appearance so we are now Assassins disguised as Templars disguised as Assassins. We go into the town around Masyaf in these disguises, unquestioned. It seems really obvious to me that there are people who do not belong here, but the guards at the gate seem oblivious. Inside the town it seems people are splitting up a bit, though I am not sure where they are going. I follow a couple of Templars up towards the castle. One of the Templars is sneaking up behind an Assassin guard, but I sneak up on him first. The Templar is dead before he can make his move, I kill him by pumping light energy into him through my hidden blade. I look around in time to see Altaïr eliminate the other Templar I had been following. I look around, not sure how to spot the Templars hidden among the Assassins and civilians. Then I remember the tiara I got from Koomo in a previous dream… it gives me Eagle Vision like the characters in Assassin's Creed have. So I activate that and look over a ledge at people down below. Most of them don't glow at all, those are civilians. Several glow blue, indicating they are allies, they are Assassins. I spot a red one, a mixture of red and gold actually. An enemy and a target. A Templar. The Templar is right below me, so I do an air assassinate on him, dropping right down on top of him. Two of the Assassins see me do this, and their impression is that one Assassin just killed another… I pull the hood off of the dead Templar to reveal his true nature so they will see why I have done that. I tell them that I saw this Templar and others sneaking into Masyaf, be on the lookout, there are more intruders around… all of them demons. I wonder if normal weapons will do any good on the demons… I leave the spot and scan for more enemies. I spot two more Templars heading for the castle entrance. When I get close enough I realize I have been spotted, and they attack me. I form Witchblade into a sword and defend myself. A couple Assassins in the area don't seem sure of what to do when they see what they think is three Assassins fighting each other. I manage to hit them both with light energy and take them out, revealing their true nature at the same time. The other Assassins in the area seem surprised to see the intruders. I wonder how far the Templars would have gotten without being seen… Spike, also dressed as an Assassin, arrives from my left. He says the enemies have all been accounted for, but there is a large force approaching Masyaf. Everyone is gathering at the front to repel it. I head in that direction, but I wake up before I have a chance to make it.
 
Time of the Storm
I am with a large group of people, a large group of Assassins outside of the walls of the city of Masyaf. I see a dark cloud approaching, my first thought is that I am in a Dark Tower dream and the Wolves of the Calla are approaching. I look around and confirm I am surrounded by Assassins rather than gunslingers. The approaching cloud is a group of enemies, but it is not the Wolves of the Calla, these enemies are Templars. One Templar arrives ahead of the others, approaching as if he had nothing to fear from the group of Assassins waiting to meet him. He laughs at the group, in fact. He says he will give us all one chance. Hand over the artifact key and maybe he can convince those following him to leave us alive. Someone in the group of Assassins says if the Templars turn and leave now then maybe some of them will make it out alive. The Templar laughs and says he had hoped we would do it the hard way, this is going to be fun. The Templar makes a motion to unseen forces behind him and they all seem to appear out of nowhere. The bracelet I got from Koomo transforms into a pair of giant raven wings, lifting me up above the fight below. I use Battery to call down lightning from the clouds, lightning made of light energy to strike down the demon Templars.

All around me I see the fighting has begun, Nomad has transformed into some kind of giant feline and is tearing through Templars like they aren't even there. Most of the people there are fighting with swords, I am being fired at with arrows that are glowing with a black light, charged with dark energy. I dodge most of the arrows, though a couple actually put holes through my black wings. I land in the middle of the fight and form Witchblade into a sword. I can't really see much of what is going on right now, from the middle of the fight. I occasionally spot a familiar face… Nomad… Spike… Altaïr… I use the song Divide by Disturbed to create multiple instances of me. The fight continues for a short time longer until we have emerged victorious. The demon Templars are all either destroyed or forced to retreat to their home dimension. I focus my efforts on healing injured Assassins now, there are a few people around who have been injured but not killed. I wonder how many of the Assassins got killed in the fight, wishing I could somehow have saved them all, but the only way to do that would have been to keep them out of the fight entirely, which they wouldn't have agreed to. I have just finished healing a female Assassin, one of the few women I have seen on the battle field, when I wake.

So I' m very exited because I had my fourth lucid this week and it' s not even the week end yet ... whoo !
Anyways, I find it pretty interesting because it's one of my most vivid lucid, and the second one in which I actually feel pain !

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Lucidity : 8/10
Control : 6/10
Vivacity : 9.5/10

I've been trippin' to the moon for a while, going back and forth between Earth and its satellite; our mission is to find a village "LOST" style :
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We get there, it' s been our second trip on the moon, we were supposed to have one more.
It' s dark, but I can feel grass under my feet, it' s all dead, and so are the trees; they have no leaves, they' re all weird ... but not the forest surrounding the village, nah, that' s all healthy
I inspect a gilder, until I realize my second lucid dream was in the moon too . Well, here I am now ... lol. After some time of reflection, I get that it' s safer to check the state I' m in ...
Oh well, I guess I' m not on the moon then . I get my thoughts back together and realize it' s cool anyways, I mean, it' s a lucid dream, right ?

I somehow ended up on a roof, I look around me and see a city, mostly composed of tenements that extend all the way to the horizon. I rub my hands together. I wanted to do something back in reality ... it has something to do with touching the floor ... that' s it ! - I thought it was punching the ground to break it, but it really isn' t *.
I run and try to fly to another roof but that' s seemingly not what I' m supposed to do. Ok then, I' l just climb it ! when I got there I already forgot what I "wanted" to do; I do remember I couldn't fly. Never mind, I' ll just jump. So I do, but I land a bit closer to what I wanted.
I do the same thing several time, going lower and lower, each time aiming for a longer jump ... until I fail my jump and land in a tree; its branches stabbing me repeatedly . I land on a bigger branch, holding my legs ,man that hurts like hell !.
After some seconds I just forget about the pain and jump off the tree; I' m in a court, a whole bunch of needles are on the walls, pointing up . I could climb it easily, but right now I really don' t feel like doing so, I beat myself up enough for tonight. I get in a building instead, but there' s a creepy guy inside.
He goes : "Micheal Jackson is the best fighter ever"
And like an idiot I answer : " Better than Elvis ? "
He gets mad and challenges me for a fight, but right now I' m not in the mood, I run away.
I notice a rock coming out of a wall, that' ll do it. When I get near to the wall the creep gets in front of me, I try to fly past him but I just rub my head against the floor.
Pain .
I get to another wall and try to get over it, but the needles are still there.
Pain.
I have no choice, I' ll beat the heck outta him and that' ll be done. We somehow come back in the building and the fight' s rules come into my head : if someone is close to passing out, we gotta stop fighting, the conscious one wins.
We begin fighting ... using dance moves . At some point we see our shadows fighting; I' m Elvis he' s Michael .
I beat him but a friend of his comes. I' m kinda pissed off and stop dancing like a dumb ass; I begin hitting him like a boss, using mostly my right elbow, small but fast strikes to the head in pretty much every direction, until he falls on the floor.
I' m about to get outta here but I wake up before I do that .

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* Instead of punching the floor, I was supposed to try my new technique to get in a friend' s dream.

Friday, 4/12/13

I woke up at 6:30 am and went back for a nap at 8am.

I was going to WILD, but for some reason, I didn't get any indication of it.

Turned to my left side and fell asleep. When I woke up, I was sure I had a DILD, but didn't get uo, went back to sleep. Next time I woke up, I wasn't so sure about DILD anymore. Until I started to write down snippets. I was trying to recall, if I got any surprise or happiness when I realized I'm lucid, but I didn't remember any. Until now. Now I clearly remember telling someone "ok, I'll count my fingers, but it's pointless, I'm not dreaming". Then I counted 6-7 fingers on my left hand. I was completely surprised. I counted again and again, in awe, showing someone how many fingers I have. So DILD is confirmed.

Snippets for DILD and non-lucids mixed in my memory:

- I walked into my parents house. My dad had my mom's haircut and he was blond. With thin wire glasses. (just now I realized, he resembled the russian spy from The Americans show in his blond wig). My room looked the same way I had it when I was a child. I discovered, that my closet is haunted.

- My brother with his wife and child are visiting. I want to know when they leave, so I can go out and come back before they leave.

- I'm flying in controlled flight. Happy.

- I'm taking a cab home. 2 other passengers. We go by my house and I want to get out, but cabbie says it has to be in order we got in. So we go to two other places first. I decide not to give him a tip.

- I walk into a room and it's an interrogation room. A guy is behind a desk. (I was watching the show Revolution before bed)

- I'm escaping through the roof, but each time I break through a layer, there is another, different one behind it.

- I'm diving into a lake, wanting to swim in tropical sea. Water is dark and dirty, like a polluted river. I'm trying to make it brighter and it's getting brighter and I'm starting to see gravel on the bottom.

I suspect there was more, but don't remember it.

Dream recall from today's naps.

Nap #1(fragment):

I was in the field, brown ground, i was the leader of the warrior squad, there was semi-ruined building that we decided to use for camping, but soon, we were attacked by enemy warriors. We were battling them at our best, but they kept coming. I saw an enemy leader while overlooking the terrain, i sent some of my warriors to deal with him, but they failed. I had to deal with this by myself, but before i went there one of warriors was saying that i should not go for enemy leader. I ignored him and soon was about to attack enemy leader, but it was a trap, leader somehow paralyzed me and then dream ended.

Nap #2(fragment):

I was in some futuristic city and there was facility i was visiting. There was some blue humanoid, that i was calling 'Curdy', and he was operating machine that was making curd. He told me recipe and there was some kind of secret ingredient, then i went to home. There was cutscene happening back at the facility, Curdy went missing and there was dude that was mostly bald and he was in cyan suit. Then cutscene ended and i was back at home, i was trying to eat potato but was very hard to eat, then dream ended.

Nap #3:

I woke up in my bed and i had to move some stuff around room< then i realized that i forgot to take off headphones, i took them off and binaural beats are still playing, so i am dreaming, dream is somewhat unstable so i rub hands on my way to balcony door. Then i slam the door open and fly outside, i feel the wings and i fly around pretty quickly. Shortly the dreamscape changes and goes weird, like two perspectives are overlapping, some parts of it are normal and some parts moving around with my field of view. After i fly over some street it goes back to normal and i decide to attempt transformation into a dragon again. There's not much of result though, my hands only got a bit bigger. I fly through some kind of temple ruins and suddenly my room appears right in front and before i can do anything i crash into the wall in the room. Dad comes into the room(i think my awareness decreased after this transportation...) and we talk about bunch of things that i barely recall, i recall something was about transformation. Then dream fades out and i woke up.

I'm chatting lucidly with a male DC that seems to be almost otherworldly. He appears human but there's something more to him that I perceive as futuristic and knowledgeable.
My surroundings are unimportant and appear to be contained within some misty cave, dark and foreboding, secretive, the kind of place where stuff like this happens.
The man is dressed in white clothing and is holding a box to his chest, about 12 inches on a side and perhaps 7 inches thick. It appears to be internally illuminated and glows a light green color, though it is not transparent.
The man explains to me that if I place my hand on the box then the patterns my hand makes will determine the kind of lucid dream I have. This isn't hand-reading technology but in fact responds to various patterns, and it's these patterns that control all kinds of dreaming.
I place my hand on the box and the scenery around me shifts to a brilliant blue view of the ocean from cliffs. I flex my hand and it changes again to scenes from past dreams, odd-looking skies and places that don't exist.
I want to step into one of these scenes but everything gets fuzzy and I wake up, needing to pee. :(

Hi. I had a very disturbing dream which made me want to understand and interpret it. As I have no knowledge of dream interpretation, I was hoping someone might shed a light on what they think this may mean.

I Saw (from a small distance) 4 or 5 black crows moving along in the waves of a very dark sea/ocean. They were (what looked like) riding the waves. Wings spread right out but keeping on top of the water whilst being pushed by it. They didn't look scared and looked straight ahead, but as I was looking at them I was terrified. Then I saw myself being lifted out of the same water, (although this time there was light everywhere) I was on a cross and rushed upwards from the depths up to a few metres over the water. I was terrified and I woke up feeling very scared, stressed, sweaty/hot and with my arms by my side almost like being on a cross.

If anybody has any suggestions on what this may mean I would really appreciate your input as this dream has left me very edgy. Thank you :-)

So I decided I was going to try a WILD, I got on my back on my bed and just started to do what I usually do before I fall asleep, which is day dream. (I'm guessing at some point around here I fell asleep), I guess I stayed lucid, but I didn't even know I entered a dream so I just kept trying to lucid. I remember during this that every time I closed my eyes I could still see my room and everywhere I looked through my eye lids. I also noticed my blanket wasn't on my body, and I contemplated putting it on me but I didn't want to ruin my efforts so I just though oh whatever. Finally something began to happen as I lay there, my body had these massive waves of vibration that would start from my feet and go all the way up my body, and i heard the vibration and each time this happened I tried to enter a dream by imagining places people or situations, and it would begin to work, I would almost enter a lucid dream within my lucid dream, but then the waves of vibration would end to soon for me to fully like transcend into one so I tried and tried through about 20 vibration waves. After what seemed like about an hour of this I woke up confused because I thought I was already awake, but in this awake my blanket was covering my body so I then realized I was freaking lucid dreaming and I wasted my l;lucid dream trying to lucid dream. It was so real.

I was being told some story about an alien invasion, while being relayed all of this imagery of the planet earth. I think I remember being told that the year was 2500.
Then he said we were going to "take a closer look". We fell in and were now looking at a city. I can recall that everything mostly looked the same as a city that would be built today. But we flew over a small mountain range and saw a much larger city.
Even though the city was from the future, most of the buildings looked like more modern buildings built today. There were no domes or really incredible futuristic buildings like some people would imagine. After a few minutes, I slowly began to notice that there were some futuristic buildings among the skyline.
We flew down over next to one of them. Despite being futuristic looking, it was much smaller than the buildings next to it.
There was a billboard on the side. It read "The Rebel Building Series: Providing clean energy for the city!" There were images of all the different types of futuristic style buildings on the billboard. There were only a couple different "Models" if these buildings, five or six I believe.
After that, we flew over an industrial district, and then I noticed two pieces of recognizable architecture. The Willis tower and the Dubai tower were right next to one another.
I landed. I was in my own body now.I immediately did a nose-pinch reality check and realized that I was dreaming.
When I was not paying attention, the dream scene changed to a sort of nightclub restaurant, except there was no neon lights or anything, it was very dark. The Dubai tower and the Willis tower had shrank down to about ten feet tall, and were just large models on display in the middle of the restaurant.
I decided I wanted to do some flying.
"Flight on!" I commanded.
Nothing.
"Flight on!" I tried again, saying the command a little louder. Nothing.
I held up one hand.
"Booster flames?"
A little poof of smoke came out of my hand. It's common for this form of dream control to fail.
Some other dream characters came in and were standing around me. A male DC came down, he was flying. He told me that this would be a simple challenge between dreamers; a race. And only the winner was allowed to keep their dream control powers.
The race would go around both of the model skyscrapers, so the entire course was very short. The male DC, who seemed to have some kind of dream control at his disposal, and he used it to put a fence down to guide the race.
He told us to start, and I took off running. A huge group of people ran ahead of me, but they leaped over the fence about halfway through the race, I think they had gone to meet with family. I thought I would win, but when I turned back around and looked toward the finish line, I saw three dream characters that were nearly at the finish line.
I still knew I was dreaming, but my dream control seemed weakened somehow. I decided to use a cheat anyway.
"Super Speed!" I yelled.
Instead of me speeding up, everyone around me slowed down, and was moving at about 1/4 speed. I ran past all of the other dream characters and finished first.
After the race, everyone seemed to have left except me, and two other DCs. One was a male by the looks of it, he was in a dark corner and the other was my dream guide, a girl named Lia.
For those of you who don't regularly read my DJ, I encounter my dream guide A LOT. I've had a long list of questions for her, and I tried to remember some of them.
The environment began to change, and I was shuddering. I was having difficulty focusing on what I wanted to say.
"Do you remember my first lucid dream, or atleast the first lucid dream in my Dream Journal, where I was at the school, and you rescued me and told me I was dreaming? Why can you not always do that?"
The dream was becoming very unstable. We were now in some neighborhood, outdoors in the daytime, the background was blurry and I could tell the dream was losing stability. I tried to rub my hands together and save the dream. It wasn't enough. I woke up before I could get an answer.

On a side note, I want to start my dream artwork page soon. I just need to get a good look at myself for a new cover photo.

I'm driving a younger version of my nephew Mason to go swimming. I am not sure were this place is but we are driving on 32nd street near Main. I notice this old truck (what is it with old trucks???)... probably a 80's model, driving really fast and ran one red light. We stopped. There was a second red light a few blocks down and the truck stops on a dime. I look at Mason all like WTF? It totally looks like time just froze. I tell Mason there is no way he stopped that fast.Then it dawns on me what's going on here.

I say, "This is a dream." I realize I'm driving him in our new Dodge as I look around a bit. Mason says hey, "We have a car to keep up with people."
Confused, I say, "Huh?"
"You know. Bigger engine. That truck is fast but we could catch them."
"Well this IS a dream. I could just take you swimming like we planned or we can turn this into a car chase."
Mason looks confused, "What did you say?"
I realize my tongue got thick and I was having trouble speaking clearly. I slow down and repeat myself. "We can chase him or we can go swimming. It's up to you."
"BOTH!"
I realize I was working on a 30min limit. "No. I'll be waking up soon. We won't have time. I think I'll just take you swimming. That was the plan."
Then I start thinking about how to keep the dream interesting during the rest of the ride.
I remember something and look at Mason, "DUUUUUUDE. TASK OF THE MONTH!"
Mason seems disinterested. I look around wildly and feel the dream destabilize a bit. I calm down and look at the steering wheel thinking. Was it grant a DC a wish? No that was last month. Make a diamond! Well I'm driving. OOH. Draw what happens next!

I reach up to the glass (basic summon) pretending I have something in my left hand to draw with. I feel the dream starting to darken so hurry. I make a white stick figure with a simple wavy line through it like water. There. We're going swimming.

I wake to FA and get on DV to talk to CL then as I am DJing I wake up.

Not adding this one to count since I woke immediately after lucid

4:29AM - DILD

Some kid was talking about how he ran into the street and attacked a man and killed him in his sleep. I questioned him further and eventually found out that he did it while in a lucid dream. He thought he was dreaming but it really happened in real life. I tell him that is one of my fears. Then I realize the subject and become lucid. I wake immediatly

I look at the clock. 30 min to have another LD.

WBTB 2:30-3:00 Mugwort

#160 - 3:38AM - DILD

I buy some stuff at Wal-Mart check out and am walking in the parking lot. I am following behind my father in law. I remember I was trying to WILD and this seems like a dream. I say, "This is a dream." and get immediately thrown into the void. I cycle motions but eventually wake up. I should just stick to hand rubbing. Less thinking.

I was walking into my local cinema called Odeon. However the layout of the cinema was not the same. The layout was the same as a cinema that is further away from me called Vue. So i simply walk through the cinema waiting in the line. Behind me is an aggressive man who wants the line to go quickly, i just ignored him. I get to the front of the queued its my turn. I said to the blonde lady "Can i see Oblivion in IMAX for 9pm tonight please?" and she turned the computer monitor towards me to let me pick my seats. It was pretty empty and i didnt know if my dad wanted Premier Seats or Normal Seats.

I then tried to look for my phone is the pocket that i ALWAYS keep it in. I never put my phone in a different pocket, ever. However i wasnt able to locate it. Then i looked in my other pocket and took out a device that does not exist. It was some device that looked thin and was running a newer version of Windows Phone 8. In fact, this device looked so good im going to draw it out later and keep it. (Your dreams can make you into an inventor..) At this point is was really confused where this device came from and i was questioning ideas in my head. Anyways, that aggressive guy was behind me and he started shouting "hurry the fuck up". I found my actual phone in the same pocket and i unlocked it to ring my dad however 2 things occurred:

1) My Nokia Lumia 920 home screen turned into an iPhone screen and i was struggling to locate the Contacts Folder
2) When i did locate the folder my dad was not on my contacts list

So i became really confused and started to worry. I simply left the cinema and i do not remember what happened after that but i was then suddenly on a Bus that was not even near where the cinema was or where i live!

My best friend was on this bus sitting on the chair opposite me. He started talking about how he is also going to see the movie 'Oblivion'. I took out the unknown device that i had in my pocket and showed it to him. He said "you stole that from someone didnt you? its probably a prototype". and i then shouted "DUDE I DID NOT STEAL THIS YOU IDIOT" and everything froze. The bus stopped and everyone on the bus( i think you call them dream characters?..) just stopped moving. I then started whispering uncontrollably and i did not know ht i was saying until it became louder and louder the whisper said "drreeeammmingg" and then i shouted myself "I AM DREAMING". I then looked back at my friend and since i knew he was not real anymore i wanted to try something that I HAVE Never been able to do.

I stuck my hands out with my fingers pointing at my friend and i just screamed and electrical sparks came shooting out my fingers and my friend was being electrocuted and i can remember his face having his eyes closed and his mouth wobbling as he was being electrocuted by my hands. i then stuck my hands in his throat and gave him another electrocution in which he then just zapped away from the face of the dream.

After that i wanted to teleport to a beach. so i just kept jumping in the air focusing on a yellow sand beach and then something really strange started happening. My dream scene was fading away and i started to see Shapes of triangles and squares. Then i saw a circle with 4 triangles around it, like a "NORTH SOUTH EAST WEST' compass. But i still kept focusing on the beach and after a few seconds i was there! Just standing in the middle of a beach with and ocean and one palm tree to the left of me. And after than i can only remember me walking on the beach. I then walk up feeling some strange vibrations around my body....

But thats it.

Somehow managed my first ever WILD when I wasn't even trying to. I was trying to nap during a really hot day and my face was sweating so I rolled onto my back and in what seemed like seconds my vision started to get fuzzy/blurry and my jaw locked tightly. I honestly thought I was going to break my own teeth so I took the chance and moved my jaw open slightly, which felt like forcing open a rusted hinge. Then stuff started to happen really fast. I started to hear really loud, clear music, and felt like I was being pulled upwards by a bunch of strings attached to my body. I started floating fast over waves or something, like i was a crowd-surfing plank of wood. I knew exactly what was happening at this point and was not scared or confused at all, I even tried(with some success) changing the sensations I felt as I floated. The transition into the dream was pretty smooth, as though the hands that were carrying me just dropped me off right outside the gym of my high school. right as i was being dropped off i considered stabilizing or calling for Radical Larry the Wizard(my favorite DC), but i was so excited that i just didn't. I ran and ran, flying through walls and throwing chunks of metal at groups of passing cheerleaders. The lucidity and the dream both ended pretty quick, as you would expect under those conditions. So the dream sucked, but getting there was HELLA TIGHT!