lucid

Although the lucid portion was shorter than I'd have liked there were two awesome things about this dream: 1) I finally broke my dry spell. 2) I played the part of a bulked-up, ghost-hunting Stephen LaBerge. Who could ask for anything more?

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #85: Stephen LaBerge, Ghost Hunter

I am Stephen LaBerge, and I've been hired to investigate an apparently haunted cruise ship. The vessel's owners aren't sure whether the ship is haunted or whether this is all a dream. Therefore they've invited me, Stephen LaBerge, to investigate.

I'm standing outside the ship, waiting to board. The crew shuffles past me on the gangway, leaving the ship empty for me to investigate. I board the ship, and quickly become lost in a maze of hallways. Creepy, whispering voices and strange groans echo through the halls.

I feel wimpy, vulnerable, and way out of my depth. Looking for a place to hide, I duck into one of the ship's bathrooms. Suddenly it occurs to me that I should prove to myself that this isn't all just a dream. I quickly realize that I am dreaming after all.

The moment that I become lucid, my confidence comes flooding back. I check my look in the mirror, and find that even though I'm still Stephen LaBerge, I'm now enormously, cartoonishly muscular. I'm wearing a dress shirt that looks like it was torn to ribbons when I did my Incredible Hulk transformation. I hit a double biceps pose in the bathroom mirror and smile at the sight of Stephen LaBerge's head on this freaky, bulky body.

Suddenly, one of the stall doors in the bathroom slams shut. I'm still sort of stuck in ghost hunting mode, so this frightens me a bit. I hang onto lucidity, though, muttering to myself that "I'm having a really stable lucid dream..." I walk up to the stall door that slammed shut and kick it right at the latch. It swings wide open and I'm relieved to see that there's nobody in there.

I walk to the next stall in the bathroom and for reasons that I can't remember, I stick my head into this stall to see if there's anything interesting in there. This time, the door slams shut right on my face, striking me in the nose. It doesn't hurt very much but it scares me and makes me stagger back. Just then, a hand caresses the back of my neck and I absolutely freak, losing lucidity and running out of the bathroom into the halls.

There's a bit of a memory gap here, but I spent a lot of time running lost through the halls and looking out of portholes. I can see the ocean through these portholes but I've lost sight of the docks or any kind of land. During this time, ghosts definitely keep touching me and it definitely keeps wigging me out.

Ultimately I make my way deeper into the ship. I end up in a hot, dark boiler room, engaged in a fistfight with some kind of green-hued stone man that I think is a demon. (He sort of reminds me of Frank Fontaine from the final battle in Bioshock.) We're punching, shouting, and cursing one another. I think of how odd it is that I am Stephen LaBerge fighting a green demon in the boiler room of a cruise ship and briefly become lucid before the dream ends.

It's been a while since I've written in my DJ, since 2011 to be precise. The reason being that I lost the fire, and a series of failure led to me giving up since the efforts I put in didn't seem to be worth it. However, I have decided to reprise my role as an intermediate-level oneironaut. I actually waited before I start to write in my DJ again to see if I get any results, and I sure did.

For the last few days, I have had increasingly better dream recall, but it was last night that I got a full LD.

It all started when I left my house to go to the library. I recall being in a building made out of rocks similar to the ones in Star Wars. I encounter a girl from my school then find myself inside a mix of a library and Archambault (bookstore). My mom texts me to find out where I am. The dream begins to crumble and I become lucid in the process. Lucky me, I get an FA but I am not fooled for a second. I quickly RC, stabilize the dream and leave my house by the back door. As I walk through the door I feel spider webs on my face. I am briefly frightened but soon they disappear and I regain control. This is where my memory gets a bit foggy. I decide the fastest way to leave my house is to fly away and I manage to do so. I see a small cartoonish bird in the sky and land at my school. There I decide to fly around and to try transforming into a cat. While I feel I did manage to transform in a decent way, I am not quite sure since I was in 1rst person. I slowly start losing lucidity and wake up shortly after.

I am very satisfied as it had been a while since I had LDed. Now my goal would be to try to achieve better dream control because I sometimes feel even though I am lucid, the dream decides what I do and not the other way around. But for a start this was very good

So, last night I had a range of dream phenomena linked together.

First, I had 'normal' dreams that blurred into an especially vivid and convoluted 'dream-within-a-dream' (I dreamt I was dreaming etc). Secondly, I then awoke and started checking because I was really unsure as to whether I was still dreaming or not. I became satisfied I was in reality, but a minute later I realised I was in the 'wrong' house - I was dreaming. It starts to get a little blurry here, but I think I then tried to initiate a WILD or WBTB or something similar even though I had recognised I was dreaming (odd) - but it seems that it 'worked' in that I entered another dream (or dream-within-a-dream, or continuation of the original dream, however you want to see it) where I knew I was dreaming ... a round about way of doing it, I guess, but lucidity reached nevertheless

Knowing I was dreaming I started to panic a little about losing lucidity, so I tried to stabilise. People had posted on here that one method to stabilise was to concentrate upon the senses, and this advice had obviously struck a chord with me because I concentrated upon the feel of a sock I was holding (don't ask). This worked; although I did not have the elation-sensation or the hyper-real sensation I'd had with previous LDs, I was dreaming in a dreamscape that was as 'real' as the waking world, I knew I was dreaming, and I had stabilised it.

Lucidity didn't last as long as I wanted, and soon I was awake (I think something disturbed my sleep from outside, grrrrr!), but all in all a successful LD.

It's been a while since I've updated this (over a year), and I've just recently gotten back into lucid dreaming, so it's as good a time to write an entry as any.

I'm in a house, when I realize I'm dreaming and run outside. I'm in some sort of a town at sunset, and it's very beautiful, and so my first instinct is to leap up and try to fly. It doesn't work very well the first time, so I try again and get a little higher, and by the third time, I'm jumping higher than some of the buildings. The whole thing is very vivid, and I hang in the air for a little while, extremely happy. There's some sort of clock tower-like building near me, and I turn around upon seeing it and notice a large, scenic-looking lavender mountain wreathed in mist. I don't know why, but my first thought is that there must be cats on that mountain. I become determined to climb it.

The dream skips a bit, and I'm back at the house. It's still sunset, so not much time must have passed. I lose most of my lucidity at this point, or at least I'm not acting on it, but I still remember the mountain, and conveniently, the house is right next to it. The backyard of the house leads into a patch of sparse woods, which leads to the base of the mountain. I look over at the mountain, and, confirming my suspicions, notice multiple all-white cats crawling on it. Now even more set on climbing it, I begin plotting to do so, but I am first stopped by my family's former housekeeper in real life, Tricia (who, sadly, passed away from heart complications almost exactly a year ago), who tells me I need to eat dinner. She tosses a crepe into a pan next to another crepe that's almost done, and I wait a few seconds, and for some reason, I take the less-done crepe and start walking around, looking for something to fill it with. I remember thinking that I would be willing to eat it plain if it got me to the mountain faster, but I know that Tricia is going to make me fill it with something. I forget exactly what I filled it with, but I do remember sticking a large hunk of chicken in it. Immediately, I run outside, and begin climbing the mountain, but it has become a banister with a cellphone at the bottom.

There was also one point in the dream where I was slipping on the outside of a hockey rink, not on the actual ice, and I was embarrassed.

Recall from today's naps, bunch of confusing false awakenings once again and fake sleep paralysis.
The first nap was weird one though, i am not sure what i was trying to do there.

Nap #1(fragments):

Can't recall much other than that i was WILDing and the room was different.
Then i woke up in my room and i exactly knew that i was dreaming, i got up from the bed and spontaneously started trying many kinds of dream control and failing... i probably didn't had full control over myself either. Shortly dream faded out and i woke up.

Nap #2:
Dream 1(fragments):

There was some kind of theatre and i was behind the scenes, where people were making a movie. Then later i was using subway to get somewhere, then i was in some other place and there was movie like cutscene. Finally i was back at home and i was doing WILD, family was watching movies and distracting me but i continue.
I wake up back at my room, and i can't move, i try to break out of it, but chandelier appears and everything gets filled with lamps. Dream fades out and i wake up again, i take off headphones and i still can hear binaural beats, but before i can do anything else dream fades out again and i wake up distracted by family watching movies, can't recall much after that other than some dream skips.

Dream 2:

I was back at home again, and again trying to WILD.
I wake up again in my room, can't move, and chandelier again is here, i attempt to break out of paralysis and this time i barely manage to get able to move to take off headphones, binaural beats still heard. Then suddenly dad appeared out of nowhere, grabbed me and thrown me out through the balcony door, while shouting 'Thanks!'. Outside i am able to move normally again, i feel wings and fly, i respond to him "No, thank /you/" since for once family member helped me in lucid dream, usually they were more distracting me.
Dream, however is not very stable, so i rub hands and quickly stabilize it. Then i look around and outside... is weird. It looks like outside area near the house is surrounded by same walls that are in my room somehow? I fly higher into the skies and do decide to attempt to do transformation into a dragon again. I give it a few tries, using various commands and visualization, and during one of attempts, i start feeling bigger... but my visible body is the same size, not changed at all... that's weird, also my voice gets more booming. I fly around some more and i somehow get into some kind of tube, walls of which are made of screens with blue ads on them...
At the bottom of the tube there's room with wooden floor, i fly there, by the time i reach it the feeling of bigness vanishes, i also notice that walls are white and cyan. I am now inside some building and there's janitress, as i fly closer she throws a bucket at me, i feel the hit but i take no damage of any kind. Then she disappears while i look confused. I look around some more and see a group of schoolmates from my past. I fly closer to them, but before i can do anything dream fades out and i wake up.

I'm at work, surrounded by all of my colleagues, and the boss' daughter. We're all planning a sleepover there, and as we're joking around, my hands catch my eye. Six or seven incredibly intricate and detailed snowflakes are etched into my palms. I draw my colleague's attention to this, and we all look in amazement. Suddenly, I decided to go to the bathroom, and find myself walking along a stylish corridor, where abstract art has been hung on the dark grey walls. I turn right and realise I've just entered my living room. Astonished, I spin around, taking in my environment. Knowing this is a dream, but still feeling too much under the dream haze, I perform reality checks I remember reading of in an attempt to clear my mind further. I plug my nose, and am unable to breathe. This prompts me to try another, to see if it works. I picked up a book from a bookcase I have in the living room, and read the title. I look away, look at it again, and the letters are still clear, legible, and remain unchanged. Perplexed, I attempt to push the fingers of my right hand into my left palm, and again, the check fails. However, I am still convinced that I am dreaming (For some reason, the snowflakes did not seem to bother me lol). Determined to prove this to myself and clear the dreams influence from my mind, I head to my bedroom door. Standing in front of it, I imagine a sunset. I figured that if this was a dream, I should open the door and see a sunset. Taking a deep breath, I open the door. My room is as it always was, nothing changed, apart from one of my walls having been turned into one big window. After standing there for about two or three seconds, the sky suddenly starts to change colour, and I witness the sun rise, through my bedroom window. I smile; though it wasn't exactly what I'd imagined, it was close enough. Just as the sun finishes rising, the dream scape darkens, and pulls away from me, leaving me standing in the middle of blackness, before waking up.

Definite Progress! Finally!

Current Supplements:
Fish oil 1000mg 2x/day
B complex w/ Folic Acid and Vitamin C 2x/day
Vitamin D3 1000iu 2x/day

Techniques:
ADA/mindfulness

Night before last:
I dreamed my ex boyfriend and I piloted steam-powered mechs across a post apocalyptic desert landscape, think Fallout New Vegas style. At one point, we stopped at a ruined rest stop.

Last night:
1. I was in a crowd in a movie theater like setting. It was very crowded and I was trying to find a seat without disrupting peoples' view of the show. It wasn't dark, though - the seats were all outdoors.

The theater became stadium-like. I was moving through a large crowd. The dream became blurry, and then I was hovering over the crowd and the building, which was amphitheater like with a strange roof-like structure that had muticolored terra-cotta tiles.

I suddenly realized that I was flying, which caused me to realize that I was dreaming. All of the colors intensified as I mentally ramped up the vividness of the dream. There were sparkling, vividly hued, multicolored chunks of glass and shiny black, hard pieces of coal suspended in the air around me. I was carrying a stack of tax forms and medical paperwork. As soon as I realized I was dreaming, I tossed them into the crowd below. I watched the hundreds of papers flutter to the earth like falling leaves, glad to have let them go.

I reached up and grasped a shiny black chunk of coal. It was smooth and hard, and despite being black, it shimmered. I brought both hands together and imagined immense pressure and heat. I imagined that the entire universe was exerting pressure on it. The coal between my hands began to feel hot.

I opened my hands. The coal had fused somewhat into a yellow piece of glass, but it wasn't a diamond yet. I wasn't bothered by this - it was a process, after all. I closed my hands, pressed them together around the coal/glass, and imagined the immense pressure and heat again. I imagined that all of existence was compressing around this single object. The dream rippled around me. I heard a sound like a shock-wave, or sub-bass.

I opened my hands and looked again. There was an almond-shaped yellow diamond in my hands, roughly the size of an egg. The surface was polished and smooth, and I could see into the translucent diamond and see all of the facets and the inner structure of the diamond catching the light. I gently released it and it rose into the air, joining the suspended pieces of coal and shards of glass, sparkling brilliantly in the sunlight.

I woke up. For whatever reason, I just wasn't excited about what I'd done! I just rolled over and went back to sleep... d'oh.

I dreamed that I was petting a tiger. It had been brought over to my apartment by a different ex-boyfriend. Its stripes were made of paint, and they got all over me.

#163 - 6:58AM - DEILD/OBE

I have a micro awakening and go into DEILD mode.

The vibrations start right away. I transition out but something strange happens. I feel like I can feel my dream body and my physical body at the same time. I feel like my physical body is sliding out of bed while my dream body is standing up. I feel and then hear my other body slide off the bed and thump to the floor. I freeze wondering if that was real for fake. I didn't wake up so either it was not real or for some miraculous reason I didn't wake up. (I never thought something could be horribly wrong) Either way I'm moving forward.

I walk into the living room and see the the entire room has been cleared out. The hardwood floors are refinished but with out stain. Its just the natural color with high gloss. The walls have also been painted a nice green color. (All things I want to do. Not sure about the natural look though) I love the look so much. I fall to the floor and feel the slick surface. I need to tell Alysha that we need to the the floors like this. I look around and see the entrance to the kids room was where the front door should be and the front door was down a curved hallway were the bedroom should be. I note how odd that was but suddenly remember TOTM.

I stand up and turn to a wall. OK I am going to draw myself becoming a werewolf and then I'll transform. I reach up but forget to summon something to write with and start drawing on a wall with my finger. Nothing. I draw harder nothing. So I use my fingernail and scratch into the paint. That works. I scratch out a horrible bad drawing of a werewolf. There, now time to transform.

At that moment my wife decides that she needs to roll over and totally wakes me up! Noooooooooooo!

What's funny is that as I was trying to remember the dream I actually went back into it non-lucid.

I am sitting on the floor in the same room. I have a bare piece of flooring in my hands and I am smearing wood stain on it with my bare hands. I'm also trying to DJ my dream on it in stain. Some annoying DC guy walks up to me and keeps asking me if that was his mail box. I'm like, "Dude. What the hell? Shut up. I'm trying to write something." Then, the alarm wakes me.

#162 - 4:42AM - WILD

I WILD straight into a scene outside. I was thinking about the beach and I remember sand but not much else. I didn't really do any control that I know of and just went with the dream enjoying the hell out of every second of being lucid.


At some point I have an FA. My wife keeps talking to me and I think she is the reason why I woke up. I tell her to shutup and leave me alone but she ignores that. After awhile I tell her, "I will slap you in the face if you don't leave me alone." She keeps talking then... WHAM! I vividly feel my right hand connect with her face.

I freeze. She doesn't make any sound or seem to move. I feel totally awful that just hit my wife! I expect her to go ballistic on me but nothing happens. Then I realize this has to be a dream. I roll over a little to note the feel. Yep that feels like my dream body. Sluggish, numb, and a little slow.

I move close to my wife to apologize. I still feel so horrible. We cuddle we automatically have sex.(menthol?) We do it for several minutes then I realize this is sort of a waste of time. The sensation isn't very realistic and I really don't want to risk waking up or *eehem* make a mess.


This dream is super long and unfortunately I have a huge memory gap here as well.

I am outside what looks like my back deck. I see the ground and it has no grass. I decide to teleport out of here but have no real plan. Just thinking about a sliders wormhole causes the view of my privacy fence to distort into ripples but there is no light or color. I raise a hand and see a sheet of rainbow static and then it breaks like glass. I summon the sliders device and point it at the fence. A beam shoots out and makes a proper wormhole. It doesn't last for but a second. Too bad. I give up and decide to teleport by falling backward. I relax and do the "Nestea Plunge"

The scene goes black and I feel myself softly land in my bed. I feel disappointed. I wait and notice slight vibrations but wonder if that was just expectation. I RC again by slightly moving my legs. Yep that feels like my dream body. I throw my legs over the side and scoot out of bed. This time I feel slightly stuck but force through it. I stand up and feel a little wobbly at first but it straightens out. I begin to hear some strange whispering coming from behind me and it frightens me. I don't turn turn around to look. I just say out loud, "SHUTUP.". It stops. I notice how vivid my voice is and my awareness moves to my mouth. I marvel how I'm really in bed asleep.

I walk into the living room and start to head outside. Again, I can think of no real plan just enjoying the dream. I begin to think about how super long the dream has been and think back to the beginning. I feel like I have it all in memory but I may have been lying to myself. During my retrospection I really didn't pay much attention to where I was going and was surprised when a DC stops me.

He is standing there blocking my exit from the house. The really odd thing about him was that he was headless. I feel like I know him but I'm shocked and really creeped out now. I look closer and notice that he is an exact copy of me but with out a head. There is no gore where the head should be. There's not even a neck. It's just smooth skin from shoulder to shoulder with a slight dip where the neck should start. I command him, "Tell me what you represent!" No answer. I know that he doesn't have a head but this a dream and there is no reason why he can answer me. I poke him in the chest, "If you don't answer me I will throw you out of here."
I wait and stare at him were his head should be. Looking at his neckless torso was just too much.

Slowly, he answers in a small timid voice. "Second Contentment" (but it sounds like second contentiment)
I'm still a little freaked so I come on really strong here. Annoyed, I yell, "SECOND CONTENTMENT? WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN!?!"
After a moment, he even more timidly replies, "I don't know."
I notice the door is wide open behind him and the porch light is on. I step forward to move outside and he moves with me. When we get on the porch I say, "Well guess what? I lied. Get the hell out of here." I push him off the porch and he flips into the flower bed and vanishes into the darkness.

Thinking back I wish I had been a little more gentle with him and tried to get some better answers. For whatever reason this is a part of myself that needed some attention and I was a mean bastard. The whole thing was just so damned creepy that I couldn't take it. Maybe next time I can be more calm.

I step out into the street. The scene was getting dark and I really had to try hard to maintain visuals. It feels windy and I feel like my eyes are drying out. Suddenly I realize that my physical eyes are open and must have been open for awhile. I can see the bedroom door. I don't panic but close my eyes and focus on seeing on the back of my eyelids. after some focus I DEILD back into the dream.

I see the neighbor getting in a car but I ignore him. I start thinking how I can't remember any goals. The only thing I could think of is how I was thinking earlier in the day that it would interesting to fly into work during an OBE. I live only 7 blocks away in real life so why not? I start in that direction down the street.

I see a long rectangular shape in the distance at the end of the street where it Ts off. (This still may have been my door) I focus on that spot and feel my body get light. I put my hands in front of me and my legs back. I get the strange focus effect and zoom straight there. Then I fly up over the houses and into the parking lot at work.

For some reason there are several dumpsters in the way. I note four are blocking my path to the long walkway leading to the doors. Two are blue, one is red, and one is green. I weave through them crouched and sneaking. I stand up right when I realize there is no need to be sneaky. Now, I see the doors as I slowly fly to them. It is dark inside and only outside night lights are on. Let there be light. Let there be light. Let there be light. Soon I see some bright fluorescent lights flicker on. Alright thank you! I fly up to the doors and phase through the glass windows. I land upright inside.

I take a look around and let out a loud "WOW!" The entire production area in this part of the plant has been cleared out. Instead of brick and steel there is sheet rock that has been taped and mudded but still bare with no texture or paint. Someone has built a stage on the left and down on the other side the break room has been opened up into a concession stand. I see Glen and Steve down there eating and walk to them. Glen is eating nachos and Steve has fried chicken. Before I speak to them I notice a guy on stage. I didn't notice then but can't help but think that he looks like anderj101. He is holding a black electric guitar and is standing next to a black baby grand piano. He seems messing with some equipment and waiting for people to show up. I ask him, "What am I supposed to do? I can't work like this." I don't remember his reply but it wasn't helpful. I jokingly ask, "Can I have sex on stage?" (menthol?)
He laughs and says, "Hell yeah. I'll play Final Fantasy Pewter Shooter while you do it."
I notice I am walking among tables now and I have a empty metal coffee can in my hand. I am tossing it up and catching it and beating on it like a drum. Just being fidgety like in real life. I get within inches from him and turn my left ear. Laughing, I ask, "Can you repeat that? Did you say Pewter Shooter or Peter Shooter?"
He acts like he can't remember and mutters, "Hmm... Peter. Pewter. I don't know. I think it was pewter."
"Are you sure because I want to remember this so I can look it up later." For some reason I don't want to mention that it's a dream. It feels like my great secret and a joke on the DCs.
"I'll probably forget half this shit anyway."

I freeze. Suddenly I remember how incredibly long this dream has been. I freak out that I will forget all of it. With this thought I open my eyes.

I'm not entirely sure but I want to say this dream got on close to an hour. It's really impossible to tell though.

I later had some non-lucids

Work
I was running a strange braid machine at work putting green nomex on a cable. It turned into a big confusing mess.

The bar 5:58AM
I was in some swanky bar walking out. There was a table with a big potted plant. I walk around it to be block by the only table with a yellow table cloth. There was an old man sitting with a young woman at a connecting table. I say, "Oops sorry" and side step them. He looks annoyed. Then I stop and suddenly want some beer. I turn back to the bar.

There is a middle ages mixed race woman. I ask her for "2 Budweiser Lemon... No I mean Lime."
She looks pissed off and hatefully says, "You want 2?"
I nod
With a smirk she tell me, "That's $18.30" She turns to get them and I start fishing in my wallet for a 20. I start thinking how much beer I could buy and take home for $20. I look down and notice she already has 2 bottles open and ready with a yellow label. Lemon?. I think about running away but instead I reluctantly hand her the $20.

Much later I have a nice DEILD that I'll post separate.

I had two or three beers last night.
I had three cups of coffee yesterday which I think helped me become lucid last night. I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep for hours which happened somewhat recently as well.
I checked in to DVirc last night.


I was looking at a couple of red 4x4's and I knew that I was dreaming. I didn't even do an RC.

I started flying straight up and I felt like a rocket. I even heard the jets. I went above the tree line and started thinking, "I hope I don't get heavy." I focused on the sound of the jets and tried to just ride it.

Soon I saw stars, but I wasn't in space. It was more like here and there, there were spots of light, stars, hanging in our atmosphere. It was still awesome.

Soon after I did get heavy. I didn't exactly fall back to Earth, but I did dream-skip to Earth. I was on a country road. This was a similar theme to a recent lucid also, but this time I didn't really see the road.

I heard a noise and thought I'd go check it out. I followed the sound through some brush. It was really interesting to follow the sound. I was excited as I got closer and closer. I came upon a baby owl in a nest. I was afraid it would bite me if I wasn't lucid, but I was, so I picked it up. It was sweet, so I put it on my shoulder.

Now I went back to the road. A car wizzed by. I tried to step in front of it. This was similar to jumping off a small cliff and into a river in a recent lucid. I find I like to court danger when I'm lucid. Why not?

Then I heard a cop following this car. I was going to wait for it and step in front of it, but it never got there.

Dream skip

I'm in a metal pre-fab building. I forgot the junk that was in it, but I decided to leave and FAILED in my attempt to phase through the wall. I was pissed! I've been having trouble phasing which used to be a natural ability for me. I know the wall isn't there but I still cant pass.

I ended up ripping the wall like cloth, but it took effort. This development really concerns me.

I ended up in a room with E. I wasn't going to do anything with her, but decided that I'd had a pretty varied dream, and maybe it was time to enjoy some female activity. She left, and I ended up trying to explain to another girl whom I was not interested in, the difference between a 1964, '69, and 70 half dollar.

The stupid DC wasn't listening to me. The dream started breaking up here.

Total Sleep time: 8+hrs

Dream recall method: Dr1- noted sentences; Dr2-Dr7 – none

Other: I was feeling very sleepy and tired; there are some gaps in my memory, some fragments re-emerged later.

After HI and falling asleep: I noticed something after briefly waking in the first hours of sleep; now all I am left with is the vague memory; was it dream talking again?

Dream1: We are waiting for the tram, most of my DC friends are dressed officially, but I wear some casual clothes. I am slightly worried about that, but they say “I wish I had your attitude towards life”, “Yeah, but sometimes I feel afraid from all those things I know”, I reply. [I wish I knew what I know, but perhaps it’s better I don’t]

Fragment2: I see the beach, initially I want to go for a swim, but the waves are quite big so I decide against it. My mom is also there.

Fragment3: Looking for a place to hide from two DC women. This is some kind of back stage for something like a theatre, I hope they won’t be looking for me there.

Fragment4: Some posts on DV.

Fragment5: We ran out of toilet paper.



I try WBTB. This time I tell myself, I would be less sleepy and more concentrated. I spend some time in bed awake, concentrating on my body and some sounds from the neighbors, then I quickly transition into the dream.

Dream6[Low Quality Lucid]: I find myself in a familiar room, something like my boyfriend is also there. I know that I am dreaming and I do not bother to RC. I am absolutely passive, just being in the room, I feel as if I am drunk, so heavy. I am sitting on a chair doing absolutely nothing, noticing my behaviour and somewhat annoyed of this but also so tired. This DC is sitting next to me. I take some time to examine him, he looks a lot like my boyfriend, yet I know that’s not him. I find him rather unpleasant. Everything is so stable, and I feel as if I have been sitting there forever, exchanging some random thoughts with this fake bf. I tell him that this is a dream, and he repeats a few times “lucid dreaming”, that’s the only thing that amuses me. I don’t like being there at all…

Dream7, DEILD: I awake for a short while, rather unconscious, open my eyes, rollover and then I enter the dream again. I am thinking “Oh, I DEILDed”, but I really did not mean to do that. I find it strange that I am still there. I feel so tired. I finally remember that what I want to do is change the scene, just imagine a scene, I remind myself. Nope, does not work. Then I see some kind of a poster with some beach and palms and try to concentrate on it… The dream does not fade...memory gap, I think I fall into unconsciousness again...



Dream8: I am with my parents, in some a tourist village near the sea. I want to buy something, so we are looking for the right store. Then I check what money I have with me, I have stamps, which are some kind of certificate serving as money? By the time we get to the store, all the shops are closed. I don’t care that much, but my parents are disappointed that I couldn’t buy anything.

Had 2 lucids last night, which was completely unexpected. The first one:
Somehow I become lucid near my house outside. I don't remember doing any RCs but I think I did. I did however stabilize it like 3 times. Its very cloudy out, and I want to clear the sky of clouds to make it sunny out. I did make a small hole in the south-west region. I tried again but to no avail. I then said screw it, and decided to make it precipitate outside. It got dark out and started snowing flurries. I decide now to fly, and couldn't. I then find a curb along the street that was 3 feet tall and jump off and fly.
I fly east, and fly near a large industrious brick building. Somehow I try to fly over it but get trapped inside. It looks like from the 1970s with orange everywhere, and there also was people in there. There were oilworkers talking to the receptionist, while I tried to make a door to get out. The door wouldn't open, so I turned the bend and jumped out the window. I'm now in a large city, and see a large black building. I flew to it, and realized it was the sears tower. I fly to the top and put a mini empire state building ~6 inches, onto of a glass thing with flashing lights.
I then see the moon in an oval shape, trying to warp to a perfect circle. I then fly to it, and it flashes red and blue, like for 3D glasses. I don't remember much,except that everything was extremely detailed, much more than last time. I think then I lost lucidity and went to a martian colony with some friends.

Number 2:
I remember climbing up some stairs, and reach the top. There is 3 blue water slides. I wanted to go down one, and only one as the climb was very long. I ask the life guard if I can go down one, he says yeah. I choose not to as it looks as if you need an intertube. I then sit down in the water, and slide down a bit, but wait for the person ahead to go. I then go down and start screaming, it was almost vertical straight down. It was extremely fun, and I remember twice going upside down somehow.
I get out of the end and walk to the parking lot. I see a funnel cake stand. I walk up and ask if they have funnel cakes. They said they have many flavors, and she listed them. I suspected these were packaged funnel cakes when she said chili flavor. I ask if they were fresh and she says no. I then walk east into a restaurant, I ordered one buffet. She asked for 10 dollars, and I realized I had no wallet. I ran out the door, and into the parking lot. I then think I become lucid, realizing I don't own a SUV where I thought I left my wallet. I reach into my back pocket and decide to make money. I felt a tag and pulled out a $5 bill. I try again and pull out a $1. I look at my five aging and now its $10. I run inside and realize I need to pay tax. There is a homeless guy on next to a table and I grab two quarters, leaving the fifty-cent piece. I slam the money on the counter, and grab my $1 dollar bill back, except that now it was 2 two dollar bills. My dream started fading, and they completely removed and replaced the floor and table. I think I realized it and went to the table to see my water glass refill itself. I drank some, it was pretty good, but also had a chemical taste.

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.