lucid

I saw a friend I know and saw his teeth. They looked gross. All yellow and some were gone...
Then I had a strong desire to be with my girlfriend.
I felt good sensations on my back like maybe I was growing wings.
Then I heard a loud rumble of noise.
That was it. I woke up and my body was still asleep. It took a little while before I could move and record my dream.

5:43AM - #154 - Carjacked - DILD

My wife and I are taking my older daughter to school. I see the time is 6:27AM and she needs to be there at 7AM. I am near her grandparents house and I see her great grandparents drive by us in a white SUV. My daughter needs to stop at her grandparents for something and since we are early I say OK.

For some reason we don't pull into their driveway but wait in some parking garage full of police cars. I assume it's a police station. I am talking to my wife while we wait and I realize I left the other car parked in the middle of the intersection. I decide I better go move it. When I get to it I see someone is in the driver seat making a U-turn. I run up to the car and jump in the passenger side before he can get away. I yell at him and tell him to get out of my car. He mostly ignores me. I see a cop walking near the station and I roll down the window, wave my arm to get his attention, and tell him to help me. He seems like he can't really understand me and just smiles and waves back.

I pull out my phone to call 911. I tell the carjacker that if he just leaves I won't bother calling the cops. He grumbles something and tells me I better not. I go to dial and he slaps the phone and nearly makes me drop it. I turn sideways in the car and kick him in the face. Then, I dial 911. I look up and the car is parked and the man is running away.

Dispatcher: 911. What's your emergency?
Me: Help me. He tried to steal my car. We are in CJ near the police station. I am in a White Mercury.
Dispatcher: How did it happen?
Me: Well I left it running in the street. Hurry! He's getting away!

I see the man vault over a barbed-wire fence and run into a pasture with about 10 cows. He dashes through the herd only to be clotheslined by a burly cop. There is a short fight and several other cops come to subdue him. Then, one of the cows gets riled up by all the action and begins to paw hooves at the burly cop, but he is not to be bothered. He picks the cow up with one arm and body slams it hard to the ground.

Relived, I thank the dispatcher tell her that they got him. I wait for more instruction or at least some sort of reply but the phone is silent. "Hello?" No answer. I put the phone away, step out of the car, stretch and say, "AH! Now that was a good dream."

The dream goes black and I am in the void. I say, "Oh wait! I am dreaming!" I try to bring the dream back by rubbing my hands but I feel like I am just lying in bed with my hands up in front of me. I do this for about a full minute. I begin to feel my left hand go numb like it does when I try to read or something laying down. I wonder if I am really doing this or if it is a dream. I decide it's not working and relax. I immediately feel a slight vibration but It was so brief that I think it's only just beginning. I try to wait for more but fall victim to FA.

I wake up on the dinning room table with a blanket over me. Immediately begin to recall the dream with accurate detail and begin writing with pencil and paper. I decide to only write a brief summary like I usually do on my GP.

I look at the other end of the table and see my two cats and one of my dogs all snuggled up together with their own blanket. The dog wakes up and jumps off. I look to the bedroom and see some man coming out with my wife. He looks like one of the quality engineers from work. They are chatting while he is taking photos and measurements of house. I get self conscious and annoyed that he is doing all this when I just woke up. I must look a mess here on this table. I wake up.

Thursday 3/28/13

Bed 12:15am - 7am
Nap 8:45am - 11:07am

Started out on my back, then turned to the left side.

I got 3 WILDs and remembered first two of them. When trying to recall the last one, I suddenly realized I don't remember the second one.

1. I wanted to have a LD walking outside of my apartment and talking to DCs. So I kept that visual as WILDing. I got lucid and recognized the apartment I got lucid in as my real place. (only it wasn't). I walked out through door, recognized the hallway and the courtyard it lead to. Wanted to get to the street, but not through the wall where I couldn't see the other side. So I got higher and tried to go through glass part of the gate.

I guess here I remembered ToTM and wanted to break it. I wouldn't break so I just squeezed through it. There were some people on the street, I grabbed a guy and had my way with him, while his friends were watching.

2. I'm sitting on a sofa bed with cat in my lap. Someone is asking me if I can get lucid again, so soon after my previous one. I think I had a new type of entry here, but can't recall what it was.

3. ?

Compared to yesterday's LDs, these were pretty weak (except the first one).

As I fall asleep, I meditate on my mantra and what awareness means.

#1 - Many dream fragments and incomplete dreams. I hover on the edge of lucidity during many of them, but they aren't cohesive enough and I never attain lucidity.

I wake up, and I'm very hot. I still have a fever. I peel off my socks and turn my thermostat down.
I attempt WILD. As REM atonia sets in - much more swiftly than I was expecting - I hear a great deal of loud static and what sounds like a modem dialing. I come very close to entering a dream several times but fail - for whatever reason - and lapse into regular sleep.


#2 - I have a dream about a castle that floats up in the sky. In my dream, I see a far-off view of the underside in a sunny sky full of puffy clouds. There is vegetation hanging from it. In the center of it there is something like a spire but instead of being like a castle it's like a skyscraper. I realize that this island is dominated by a small but elite group of people and everybody else on there toils for their benefit.

Then, I'm on the castle. I'm running around trying to get to the central courtyard or something, I'm not sure. But the whole thing is ledges with no railing and bridges that don't go anywhere. In the back of my mind, I think, "I wonder if I jumped over the edge, if I would fly or if this dream would end?" I realize that - of course - I'm dreaming. I immediately lift off and fly past all of the ridiculous fake bridges.

I land in an archway that leads to a hallway and begin to walk down it. I realize I'd like to visit the "home base", a location I've been trying to create. I see an archway that has heavy double wooden doors set into it with ornate handles, and I decide that I will use it as a doorway to get where I would like to go.

I pull on the heavy handles, and the doors swing open. Inside is my base - or, at least, a room that has many of its key features. They have been heavily altered, however, or some things are just missing. Part of it, I think, was to fit the castle theme - rather than my comfortable lounge, it looks more like a castle kitchen. I also notice that the fire in my fireplace is out. I try to light it by snapping my fingers, but it doesn't work. Not a big deal, I decide - I can breathe fire (obviously). I'll just start the fire that way.

I crouch down on the hearth (whose bricks are "wrong" but I decide it's nothing I can't fix with a little effort) and begin to breathe on the fire. There's nothing but air coming out of my mouth, at first. I focus on the sensation of the air passing through my lips and imagine that the blowing noise is getting louder. The air now has a yellow tinge, and the ash in the fireplace begins to stir. I focus on the yellow tinge in the air and it becomes brighter and glows more. Embers begin glowing in the fireplace. I blow on them harder, and they spread and bloom. The fire doesn't roar to life - it begins to slowly spread and grow like a real fire would.

I decide I would like something to eat. I'm not able to summon anything directly, so instead I call to a servant (they are there but I don't turn to look at them) and telepathically tell them that I would like some food. I consciously opted for telepathy because I was getting the sensation that the lucid dream was getting "thin" and if I attempted to speak to them out loud I would do so in real life and wake myself up. It didn't matter either way, since once they walked away, the dream began to fade. I wake up.

#3 - I dream about a group of high-schoolers, sort of Breakfast Bunchy, except they also have a little girl (a toddler) with them. Sometimes I'm one of them, and sometimes I'm just watching. They live in an apartment complex or condos or something and are wandering around outside in a storm. It's storming heavily but they don't seem to mind the rain, although they periodically lose the toddler and have to keep looking for her. They decide that they would like to go to the beach during this storm.

One of them, a guy with blond hair, says he needs to take care of some business first. The others don't know it but he's actually an assassin and has been working as one since he was 16, and he needs to check his secret base for something. While they're waiting, he gets completely sidetracked. His love-interest goes looking for him and stumbles across his base. Inside is a TV screen with another guy on it (he is hideously ugly) who is a rival assassin who wants to kill the guy... he manages to press through the TV screen and emerge from it physically. The woman starts throwing pottery at him, but stops short at a set of antique vases because she doesn't want to bust them.

The other high schoolers finally find the hideout. One of them is irritated because the storm is now nearly over. Blond assassin guy also finally shows up again. The whole scene ends up with all of the high schoolers in there, throwing pottery at the bad guy. Even the toddler.

After he's defeated, the whole place is full of clothing racks and everybody begins trying on clothing. I'm watching but I'm also the love-interest girl and I am trying to fit into a sweater but the sleeves are too small to fit my hands through (I highly suspect I was trying to punch through my blanket at this point). He helps by unbuttoning the sleeves and helping me work my hands through them.

I wake up. I'm still hot. I turn the thermostat down more.

Continuation of the previous dream - I'm with blond assassin guy and we're driving a very long distance to his family's home in the countryside. I'm talking about getting a Master's degree and a school I would like to attend in France, but I'm worried about the cost of tuition. We arrive at the house and see that it is perched on the edge of a canyon. I run down the steep incline to see what's at the bottom. When I look up, the guy is gone.

I don't know where he's went, but 2 people (hunters) are approaching me, and one of them has a ridiculous "hillbilly" accent. The girl (I've gone to 3rd person again) seems worried that they will try to ask her out and tells them that she can only interact with other people if she has won some clothing. They agree to help her win something.

Clearly, the way to win a prize is to hunt a bear, and the way to hunt a bear is to bounce up and down in a giant net. The 2 hunters tie the net to some trees and use it to propel the girl up into the air, where she waves at and taunts the bear. This pisses the bear off to no end, so it charges at the net. The bear gets tangled up in the net and they vanquish it. Once defeated, the bear transforms into a small pile of First Aid kits. They rifle through the kits looking for clothing, but only find an inflatable bed and a bunch of nonsensical instruction booklets.

#4 - I dream I live in an apartment complex but also a hospital. I live on the 6th or 7th floor, and all of floor 4 is designated for heart attack victims and full of nurses. The maintenance staff has deposited a bunch of bizarre looking furniture outside all of the apartment doors except mine. I'm irritated that I didn't receive any furniture so I run around stealing everybody else's.

Goals:
- Continue ADA and mindfulness on daily basis, as energy levels and attention span allow
- Daily journal updates, in particular, also seem to help
- I need to engage with my environment more

3/28/13

DILD into DEILD chain (at least 1 false-DEILD)

A few friends and I were running from a killer through some high school. He was a stout Mexican guy. At first we were just running from him and he was just walking after us (classic movie fashion). After trying to trick him around a few corners we got stuck in a small room with him. After finally getting a good look at him, we see him pull out a briefcase of syringes. I throw something at him. I take a piece of cardboard and held it up to him so I could punch him. There were syringes everywhere so I was scared of punching without any protection. We run off again. Eventually I run out of tricks and he is approaching. I finally realize it is a dream and force myself to wake up as he gets close.

DEILD

I am back in this high school. I go around looking for some girls. I find a few and would fool around with them for a bit. Then as I got close or bored I would move on. After awhile of playing the field I see MaSc. She has a bunch of kids that look identical to her. I go up to her and try to make a move as I lose the dream.

DEILD

I start the dream laying on a metal table. I roll to my side and feel it to stabilize the dream. It was smooth but didn't feel like metal; it seemed more like ceramic. I decide to try and use some powers this time, as I had my fill of women already. I look at the ceiling and it has those square soft tiles connected by a thin piece of metal in a grid. I use telekinesis and break down 4 of the squares. The underlying metal piece is a lot bigger than real life. I pantomime with my hand and bring it down too. I knew there was other stuff in the ceiling so I stand back and bring it down. A waterfall of material comes down and leaves a huge pile of debris below the hole. I walk under it and look up. There is only the outermost layer of reinforced steel left. I didn't want to be under it so I stand back and try to break it. I imagine the sound of heavy breaking and even make some noises with my mouth. But I can't actually hear me doing any damage. I have to climb through.

I go under the hold and look up. It is still dark; no light is getting through. I super jump into it and look for something to grab. The wall is super flat. As I claw for something I eventually catch a tiny protrusion. It is almost nail thin and nail sharp. I can only hold on with my index finger, but that is all I need. I find a few more and work my way through the top.

I come out into a courtyard. I don't really have any plans but I see a pretty girl standing alone over to my right. I think one more girl can't hurt and go over. She is beautiful up close. She didn't say anything but had piercing eyes and dark hair. I think that because I had to work so hard for her, she would have to be something special. And boy was she. This was the first time I have had sex in a dream that will feel 10 time better than anything in real life (so it may get a bit graphic). Her lips and pussy were both the softest things I have ever felt. And very wet. Her lips (mouth, you perv) were somewhat small width-wise but very full. I only got around 4 thrusts before I was about to finish. I stopped there so I didn't risk any accidents. I just looked at her and lost the dream.

DEILD

I return to the high school and go looking for her. I go up a ladder and see a girl standing alone against a guard-rail. I go up to her and say, "it's you, isn't it?" She looked a little different but had that same piercing gaze. She didn't respond. I got in close and lost the dream.

I woke up in the bed at some house. I was sitting on the bed and overlooking the room. I was like "Hey hey hey, stop right there. There is something strange. Where I am? This isn't my room and I don't even know this place" and I did RC by looking onto my hands and also tried to put my finger through the palm of my hand. Suddenly I realized that I'm dreaming. I said to myself: "Woah I'm dreaming, but calm down. Don't screw it now, you know what happened last time you nearly had LD. You snapped out so calm down." I managed to calm down and I did get some control over my dream. It was pretty vivid and awesome. I stood up from the bed and started thinking what should I do. I was all happy that i managed to do it, so i wasn't able to think too much (I was also afraid of awakening). At first I thought I could, ehm spawn somebody and do a "certain things" if you know what i mean , but then I was like: "Man, that's stupid. Try something awesome." I couldn't remember anything what I wanted to try at that moment so flying was the first thing that came to my mind. At first I didn't know how to do it, but I realized that it's my dream and my rules and if you believe(know) you can, then you can. So i tried to jump. After jump I was slowly comming back to the ground. That's not it, but it's a good start. Then I literally tried to swim in the air. Heureka! It worked as a miracle, but it looked stupid so I tried to stop swimming and from that moment I could levitate without it. I flew through the window out. The house looked like some kind of country house set up in the spring scenery. I nearly managed to crash into the wall of the house . Then I started to think what to do next. I remembered that I was reading about a Task of the month and there was something like: "Find and object and destroy it anyhow." I started to think about the suitable object I would like to destroy and the power I should use (Bleach or Naruto FTW ), but then I woke up. It was the best dream ever (for me).

03.27.2013

Coughing up Roaches (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am in a classroom at my old high school with two annoying kids who were freshman back when I was a senior. I take a nap, and when I wake up the entire school has undergone some kind of demonic shift.

My first sign that something is terribly wrong is when I begin coughing up roaches. I am coughing and hacking, with huge live roaches spilling out onto the floor. One of them crawls out of my mouth and scurries up my face to hide in my hair. I am disgusted, but not quite as disturbed as I should be.

Some time passes and I am deep within the belly of the school, in a dungeon-like area filled with row upon row of drying racks. On the racks are the decaying corpses of goblins. I am travelling with a live goblin, and I feel sorry that he has to see all of this. The ceiling is very low, so we are walking hunched over.

We make our way through the seemingly endless expanse of dead goblins, when the ceiling begins to collapse. We quickly evade the falling rubble until we come to an area where the ceiling is a bit higher. There are still rows and rows of drying racks in this area, but at least we don't have to hunch forward to walk anymore. Unfortunately, there are also Giants guarding this section. I imagine that they are on high alert due to the collapsing ceiling, so we flee the area as quickly and quietly as possible.

Along the way, these red bamboo creatures called "Rod Foxes" begin chasing us. I lose my goblin companion, but I make it out of the drying rack area and hide from the Rod Foxes in a classroom. There are a few students in there who are former classmates of mine. One of them looks out the door and says that a teacher is coming. This is a problem, because all of the teachers have become demonized. My classmate says that if we just do as we're told, he won't hurt us.

The teacher enters the room and tells us to sit in alphabetical order. We comply immediately. He then slams a putrid goblin head onto my desk and says that I must eat it, because it's "tea time."

I refuse to eat the goblin head and end up slashing the teacher's throat with dual knives. (Not sure how I acquired these.)

More time passes and my cockroach problem has gotten worse. I can't stop coughing, and the roaches are crawling out of me at an alarming rate.

Somehow I manage to stop coughing. There is a painting of a castle on a nearby wall, and I become lucid while admiring it. I decide that I will go into the painting and explore the castle. I manage to get into the painting, but the night is so dark that I can barely see.

I wake up shortly afterward.

03/27/13

Pools of Healing
I am in my room, in bed. Someone is yelling at me. That is all I am aware of at first. Who is it? I open my eyes and see there is a single Templar beside my bed and he seems to be in a bad mood. But I notice he doesn't seem to be sending off the attacks I have come to expect. He is asking questions. He wants to know something. I assume I know what he is talking about, but I assume wrong. I expect he will be wanting to know where I have hidden the thing I stole from them, instead he is asking what I did to someone. The three Templars that went through that portal aren't acting normal at all, what is wrong with them? I am a bit annoyed at this Templar being here yelling at me, my first reaction is to tell him I'll show him what I did to those other three… he falls silent and takes a step back, clearly not liking that idea. My mind clears and I remember that there were three Templars I got pissed at and sent to the Dark Realm. I'm not about to send another one there, but I am glad the idea of it has made him shut up. In fact I remember I had plans to get those three out of the Dark Realm, no one deserves to be left there. But first to the moon. I focus on opening a portal, and it opens right away. The Templar moves away from the portal. I tell him it leads to the balancing pools on the moon, not the Dark Realm… and then I go through the portal. I get to the other side and it is right next to the balancing pools.

Nomad is already in one of the pools and appears to be relaxing. I get into the pool and focus healing energy on his foot where he still has some sores, though the injuries look like they're improving. After doing that I let myself sink through the warm relaxing waters to the bottom of the pool where I am having no difficulty breathing the water. It smells fresh and clean. I am relaxing there as I fall asleep.

Out of the Darkness
I am with Nomad, Link, Altaïr, and Spike. I immediately don't like the place. We are in what looks like an underground hallway, part of a labyrinth perhaps, a long stone corridor that is illuminated only by torches set in the walls. The passage is stiflingly hot, the stone walls are practically too hot to touch. The look of the place isn't what I find worst about it, however. It's the sounds. From seemingly all around come the echoing sounds of people screaming in pain, like someone is being tortured. I wait for a moment for my mind to clear and then I remember I am actually there to get three people out, because this is probably the area of the Dark Realm they have been brought to. I sent them here, I need to get them out. I notice everyone else is wearing black, black versions of the usual Assassin robes, and I realize that is much harder to see against the dark stone than the white ones I have. So I change my white ones to black.

Someone I don't recognize comes down the hall, my first impression is that she is a Templar. But she seems to be helping us… well maybe she would be since the goal is to retrieve three Templars from the Dark Realm. She says she found the way through the labyrinth. There is a torture chamber, she shudders but offers no further description. Another scream of pain echoes through the halls making further description unnecessary. She says there are more than three of them there, she wasn't aware of which ones were the Templars I had sent here and who the others were. I figure it doesn't matter… if they're prisoners here they need to get out. We all follow the woman down some halls to a room of nightmares. I see a sight I am sure I have seen before. A man is naked in a metal cage over a fire, his skin is blistering and cracking as it burns, his face is a mask of pain but he is silent. Nomad says they will see about getting more free before we're discovered, though that probably won't take long. I go over to the man in the cage, he is not even aware of my presence. There is a demon of some kind watching him, completely absorbed by the sight. The demon is not paying any attention to me. The demon looks almost like a human, in fact if I hadn't already known it was a demon I might have thought it was a Templar… but a Templar wouldn't be torturing another Templar, would he? I charge my hidden blade with light energy and sneak up behind the demon, pumping him full of the stuff before he can sound an alarm. I open the cage with the half-dead Templar in it. There were three I sent here… where are the other two? I find the other two near where the first one was. The second one is another man, he is impaled on a pike that is set in fire… burning and impaled… and a demon is watching that. There is a woman in a small pit hogtied and there are bugs all over her, nasty demonic looking things, eating her alive… another demon is observing.

Somewhere around here someone must have gotten some attention, however, as the demons depart their posts and began gathering somewhere. I take that opportunity to get the other two free. I focus healing energy on them, healing up burns, bites, and other injuries, and blocking any pain. I see the others are there, and they have more prisoners with them. They are in an alcove, and I see there are demons searching the place. They seem a bit confused, and not sure where to find the intruders. The rescued prisoners all look like they're still in shock from their experience, they aren't very responsive. Nomad says they need more healing, and opens a portal to the Healing Glen where the crystal golem takes care of those who have been seriously hurt more than just physically. I'm not sure how many prisoners we rescued, though I am sure the three Templars I sent to the Dark Realm are the three I got out. I am thinking there are still more of them back in the prison, more of them that shouldn't be left there… but I'll not be getting them out now, I wake up.

03/26/13

Dark Deeds
I am in my room, I am in bed. I wake up in bed, hoping it is not time to get up yet. I look around and see there are Templars all around me, there is a strange energy pulsing off of them. It makes it hard to see them even when I am looking directly at them. The waves of energy coming off of them is holding me down, I have the idea it is holding me back in more ways than one. I am feeling quite pissed off at them for their constant attacks. I use the song Whiplash by Metallica to send their attack energy back at them. For a brief time I can see them clearly, a pulse of energy from me actually knocks them against the walls of my room. The attacks immediately resume. One of them says it's not going to stop until I return what I stole, return the artifact and they will leave me alone. I don't believe them. Instead I am getting pissed off. I use another Whiplash spell and send the energy back at them again, this time getting out of my bed and phasing through the wall. I remembered chatting with Nomad on Facebook, he had said there were Templars attacking him… so I decide to go help him with his Templar problems. The Templars attacks are making it hard to focus on opening a portal. They are really pissing me off. I use Whiplash again and open a vortex portal, I want to send them away to somewhere they won't like. Maybe then they'll learn to leave me alone. A vortex portal opens and pulls three of the Templars through it right away. Something comes back out of the portal… a wave of dark energy, it seems I have opened a portal somewhere I might have been better off not… The portal then closes, but before it does I see demons on the other side, the portal led to the Dark Realm, I'm not sure I like the idea of sending even Templars to the Dark Realm.

The wave of dark energy slams into me, knocking me back against the bed. My mind is filled with images of the three Templars I sent through the portal getting tortured, demons are laughing, people are screaming. I see images of one of them inside a metal box that is being heated, his skin is cracked and blistered… a second one, a woman, is tied to a bench and is being eaten alive by strange bugs… the third one is actually impaled on a spit and is being roasted alive over a fire… no, I didn't want that, not even for Templars… my anger is gone now, my next thought is I have to get them out of there, but I can't even move enough to get off my bed. Something is draining my energy, that attack that hit me from the Dark Realm? Everything fades to black. I can still hear the Templars crying out in pain and the demons laughing…

Queen of Night
I am on fire. But the fire is not burning me; it isn't that kind of fire. It is a purifying fire, and it is not burning me, rather it seems to be burning something off of me. As the strange substance is burned off of me it feels like I can breathe again, as if it had been suffocating me. I see I am not alone there. Spike and Altaïr are both right there with me, I see Nomad and MoSh not too far away. And I also see enemies. So many enemies. I realize my hands were tied behind me, not sure how that happened, I don't realize it until Altaïr is cutting the bonds with his blade. Spike starts to ask if I am ok, but then he is distracted by enemies. There is a big fight going on around us. The enemies… orcs? Templars? Templar orcs?

They are orcs, but they are dressed in Templar armor, clearly marked as Templars. I think they must be pissed off about me sending three of them to the Dark Realm. I'm not even particularly pleased about that incident. There is a huge fight going on all around me. Is this all about the fact it seems I had been captured? The Templar orcs are attacking my friends, and I start to feel a bit of the anger that led me to send some Templars to the Dark Realm to begin with. I don't want to let that feeling go too far this time, I still want to go get them out of there. No one should be left in the Dark Realm for the demons to be playing their sick games with. I still feel a dark energy inside, but I can keep it stable, so I focus on using it instead of getting rid of it. I transform into the form of a dark sorceress, still on fire… with the black wings of giant raven, somehow seems appropriate.

I use spell songs on the Templar Orcs, Damage Inc. by Metallica to throw balls of fire, Battery by Metallica to call lightning from the sky. The entire place sounds like a Metallica concert with an awesome light show to accompany it. Lyrics from a completely different song are going through my mind, "When the shadows remain in the light of day, on the wings of darkness we retaliate…" I can't think what song these lyrics are from… The entire fight is rather unfocused in my memory, it doesn't really seem to take very long before it is over. Then I am on the ground, I see I am in my white Assassin robes again… the dream is over. But it can't be, I still have to go to the Dark Realm and get those Templars out… I sent them there, it is my responsibility to set it right by getting them out. Nomad is right beside me, I look around and see the other people around are also friends. I tell Nomad I have to go to the Dark Realm and get someone out, he seems to think I need to rest. I try to get up, not having much progress. I tell him I have to go now, they're being tortured, I was wrong to send them there… but something has drained all my energy, things around me are fading to black.

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I can't exactly remember how the nightmare began, as far as I can remember it started fairly normally. I was stumbling around some cave or pipeline with a friend of mine. We are pushing each other and joking around while going further into the tunnel, neither of us had any source of light. I think it was a some sort of dare that both of us had to keep going until either the tunnel ended, or the other got scared and surrendered. We continue walking for several minutes while laughing and asking each other "Are you scared yet?" Eventually the tunnel suddenly dropped, which in the darkness we were unable to see. My friend fell down what I can only assume to be a very large hole of some sort. I remember yelling "I got you bro I'm coming down!" at which point I believe I slid head first into the whole, the sensation of falling and me feeling of weightlessness making me sick which in every other dream has woken me up.

It's not so much as 'waking up' as it is a sudden transition. I'm laying face down in a large puddle of what I assume to be dirty water, maybe oil. I hear the hissing of steam as I try to stand. I look around the room and I find I am in a boiler room of some sort. There is some sort of cable box, or breaker box on the wall hooked up to several long steel cables that extend into the wall. Horizontally above the box I see a large series of pipes that go all around the room and eventually out above the door through a small window-like slit. It occurs to me that if I fell and woke up in the room then my friend must be there as well. I look around the room and see a large pile of filth, various garbage, old food, cans, and such. I look above me and see nothing but the ceiling and a small sprinkler in the center of the room. One of the pipes is cracked, there's steam coming out of it and I could feel the heat from where I was laying. I stand and try to collect my thoughts, I remember clearly thinking "Something is wrong here, how did I get here? Where is my friend? What's going on?". I'm not sure what compels me to do it but I grabbed a rusty pipe laying in the puddle near where I was laying. I stumble around and eventually get out of the room and to my left see nothing but darkness, and to my right the same.

There is a small gap in the dream I can't remember but the next thing I can recall is staring at a monster similar to http://bit.ly/14ucBj1 It was at least 6.6 feet tall. The only main difference from the picture is I remember it had no skin and I could see its muscles flex and strain with every movement as well as it being covered in blood and gore. Not to mention it was incredibly terrifying to see in the 'flesh' so to speak. I see my friend laying on a table with his chest and stomach cut open in a diagonal line and it's clear to me that he is dead. I'm sitting in the furthest corner from the door, the creature and my friend are in the other side of the room in the opposite corner. There's a single support pillar in the middle of the room, several power tools as well as surgical tools scattered around the room. A large steel cabinet is to my left against the wall while I hide in a pile of garbage. My left arm hurts significantly and I know its been cut deep by what I assume must have been glass. I watch the monster cut up my friends body piece by piece, arms, legs, head etc... It spans for well over what feels like twenty minutes before the creature finishes with what it was doing and leaves the room.

I wait several moments before standing and trying to dig my way out of the garbage I'm crouched in. As I get up I feel something cut my chest just below my left shoulder. I can physically feel it cutting into my skin and the feel of the foreign object in my body as well as the blood run down my torso. I don't have a shirt on and am only wearing jeans. While moving the garbage to get out most of it clatters loudly to the floor and I'm sure the monster is going to come back in to kill me. I run to where my friends mutilated body are and simply stare at it for several moments. The shock of seeing him dead is overwhelming and I begin crying. I grab a bloody scalpel from the table and swear to kill the monster.

I hide behind the door and wait for my moment to strike the demon, it feels like eternity while I feel my heart pounding in my chest and adrenaline running through my veins. Eventually I hear the monsters thundering footsteps approach the door I take a deep breath and hold it for fear of it knowing of its impending attack. It slowly stumbles through the door while forcing the door open with its shoulder, its hunched over and seems to be carrying something in its 'hands?'. It stops in the middle of the room half way to the table. The stress of waiting becomes to much as I yell as loud as I can in rage and charge it, jumping on its back locking my legs around its waist, wrapping my left arm around its neck and pulling its head towards me exposing its throat. Since it has no skin I can see the muscles flex and strain as I drag the knife across its throat, it gurgles and thrashes around the room blindly trying to get me off it. I repeatedly stab it in the throat and chest as it rams its back against walls frantically trying to stop me. One of the impacts takes my breath away and I lose my grip, I fall to the floor and backpedal as fast as I can while it continues thrashing around. I am terrified as I once again clench the scalpel in my hand, it turns to face me as I stand as fast as I can to charge it, I jump and tackle it while stabbing its throat repeatedly before finally burying the knife in its heart.

It stops moving and I am so happy that I oddly feel like crying. I kick its body several times in different spots to make confirm its death before rushing to the steel cabinet to try to find something to help me escape this place. I throw open the doors and see very little of value aside from a few gears and a single flashlight. I take the flashlight and check to make sure it works which it does. I sigh in relief as I finally have a way to see in the dark. At that time I begin hearing a strange noise behind me, a sick gurgling and growling . I turn to see the monster getting back up. I scream in terror as I realize I didn't kill it. The thought struck me that NOTHING can survive having its throat cut open and its heart severed. I hesitantly close my eyes and bring my hand up to my nose. I pinch my nose and try to breath which I can. I realize its a dream and begin laughing. Everything begins coming into more focus as well as the smell of rotting meat and garbage. The pain in my arm and chest return full force, I clutch my chest trying to breathe as my breath catches in my throat.

It's rare that I ever perform a reality check and realize its a dream without waking me up, yet alone feeling very real pain. The monster at this point is crouched and trying to get to its legs. I grab a nearby pipe laying on one of the shelves in the cabinet and run as fast as I can to bash it in the face repeatedly with the improvised weapon. I hit it as hard as I can and continue to for several minutes until I feel exhausted. I turn on the flashlight and run out the door and into the hallway as fast as I can. I sprint down the hallway for what feels like hours until I encounter the boiler room I first 'woke up' in. I frantically run in, slam the door shut and put the pipe in between the handle and the door frame so the door can't be opened from the outside. I go to the wall farthest from the door and sit against it. I can still feel the absolute terror from merely glancing at the monster, I'm breathing so fast I think I might be hyperventilating I try to catch my breath while I think. "This is a dream, I can just wake up." I yell out loud "Wake up!" but nothing happens. I get chills all along my body and goosebumps on my arms. I continue yelling "Wake up!" growing increasingly panicked as nothing changes aside from giving myself a headache from the noise. I can hear the monsters thundering footsteps as it slowly walks down the hall, whether from the injuries I gave it or to taunt me, to show me I was trapped I didn't know. I briefly entertained the thought of taking one of the sharper pieces of garbage in the corner and slitting my own throat to wake up. I had died in previous dreams and simply woke up out of breath. The thought struck me "What if I kill myself and I don't wake up?" my heart nearly stops as I try to figure out whats happening.

The creature at this point tries to open the door via the handle but fails to. It begins banging on the door, the only thing separating myself from certain death. I begin panicking trying to will myself to wake up or change dream scenes. I yell "Go away! You're not real! I want to wake up now! Something! Anything happen please!" The door at this point explodes outward and I feel the shrapnel bury itself in my chest, though it doesn't hurt, it feels like I'm going into shock. I can feel it in my chest but it doesn't hurt. I force myself to stand and face the demon who is slowly approaching me. I stare it straight in its 'face?' and laugh at it. I calmly state that it can't hurt me. "Your not real. You can't hurt me. I control this dream. I created you. You will go away." It merely lets out a rumbling laugh and literally growls "No". I attempt to run behind it only to have it corner me. I yell "This isn't real! I will wake up now!" "WAKE UP!". I Swear it appears amused as I continue to shout, pleading with the world to allow me to wake up. It moves towards me at a snails pace while I fall and try to somehow bury myself in the wall behind me to escape it. It breaths loudly and I can smell rotting meat as it continues to laugh. One final time I barely whisper "your not real, you can't hurt me." It grabs my arms and pulls me towards it before burying its teeth in my throat. I feel no pain but can feel its teeth beneath my skin, and flesh gets ripped off.

I wake up with my heart pounding in my chest so hard it hurt and my cat meowing as it stared at me. I glance at the clock see it is 3:33 A.M. and know I will not be sleeping for the rest of the night, hoping I would forget the entirety of the nightmare.

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This entry will be short and sweet because I made a coffee before I wrote down little reminders. Oops, I might leave my little notepad at my desk and remember so I have more details.
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The first dream probably lasted longer than I can remember, all I remember is being on the hill down my street, and my best friend Gem(My best friend); looking quite ill shouting at me. I somehow went baliistic and ended up trying to take an overdose. I think I ran back to the shop near me and back again, and her mom drove up in a car or something. I can't remember much else from that although I do feel that there is more to the story.

The second dream I was arguing with a man about wether I was lucid dreaming or not and kept slipping in and out of my dream. We discussed about other things that I have forgotten about. However, I do know it was one of those slight weird astral dream states where conversations and such-like happen. I think I was getting annoyed because I kind of knew I was dreaming, but it was almost like I was being PREVENTED from clicking this time... Huh.

Um...decent transition minus the fact that I'm wrestling with the demon HI that I was experiencing while trying to wild. I choked it out, walked out side and threw it across the street. And lost complete lucidity. I get back to the house, and notice trees have been moved, everything seems a bit out of place, but it doesn't trigger lucidity. I go into my room, and there's a girl who's been changed into a horse. I guess I have to take care of her or something. Finally she starts talking to me...recall is spotty so I don't know what we talked about....and then there's a transition.

There's a cartoon about how this couple on a hot air balloon had to eat food, and the only thing the guy supplied was alcohol. Then it switches to them driving around every where in this snowy place drunk. Everyone is singing, and everyone else is drunk. Now I'm on a bus (and things look real again) and this girl starts singing:

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I joined in and she was smiling, everyone on the bus started singing. Some of the words were off, and someone said there are different versions of the song. Later on I'm at a club, and this girl I'm with is buying me drinks. She's one of those "obviously gay...has to dress more like a guy than me" types. Cat Williams was there, along with some other stars. We stayed there till it closed, and the scene faded.

I woke up at D's house. B was there, and I think um....I can't even think of this chicks name....small petite, Puerto Rican....had her phone number, but just didn't get anywhere with her. Anyways, I spent a little time talking to both of them about last night, and how many drinks we had.

This Task of the Year attempt was a big step forward for my teleportation from the void. I combined my idea of relying on tactile sensations to teleport with Chimpertainment's approach where he focuses on a single point while allowing the rest of the scene to build. The results were excellent. Even though I didn't manage Task of the Year, this was a pretty big one for me.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #80: The Sands of the Colosseum

I'm driving with Wife over a hilly, Dr. Seuss-like landscape in a car with giant tires. It occurs to me that this all might be a dream and I decide that it is. As I become lucid, Wife immediately stops talking.

I drive for a bit, wondering where I should take my funky new car. But then I remember my goal of touching and engaging with the dream world as quickly as possible to really draw myself into it. I stop the car (seemingly through an act of will) and feel the seat with my left hand. I reach my right hand over to Wife and begin to feel and massage her left thigh. My initial intent was non-sexual but right away I feel a stir of excitement and distraction, so I stop. I try to touch the seat with my right hand instead, but I somehow miss and transition into...

...a false awakening where I'm standing by the bed in a dark hotel room. I remember everything, though, and I remain lucid. I see Wife's vague outline in the bed, but darkness is already pressing down. I know the void's coming so I start rubbing my hands together. Soon everything is totally dark and I keep probing my dream body. I probe each side of my chest and try flexing just a bit. Everything feels totally realistic. I check my junk to make sure all is as it should be (yep, we're good ), and poke the outside of my thighs with finger-spears.

Comfortable with my dream body, I crouch down in the dark and move my right hand in a rubbing motion, imagining that I'm moving my palm over sand. Soon I feel something like a thin layer of sand. As I keep rubbing, the layer seems to grow thicker and thicker. Now I can actually see the motion of my hand and I can vaguely make out sand shifting around. I think specifically of the sand in the Colosseum, then dig my fingers deep into the sand. I feel them scrape what feels like a wooden board.

The sand comes fully into view, sharp and detailed. I keep staring at it, imagining that I'm surrounded on all sides by the Colosseum. I hear the crowd now, and after a few more seconds, I have imagined right where I'm standing in the Coloseum (close to one wall), what kind of day it is (sunny), and what I'll be trying to do (kill orcs.)

I stand up, raise my eyes, and I am there in the great arena. Every detail looks perfect. I sweep my gaze from side to side, grinning at the thought that I'm actually here. I think that it looks just like stepping into a scene from "Gladiator". I'm excited and happy to have finally made it!



I want to see more and more of the scenery, and without meaning to, I allow my perspective to float high up above my dream body. I scan the crowd for a while, eventually viewing the scene from high enough that I see the surrounding Roman streets. I suddenly zoom in on a street scene packed with Roman citizens. Lucilla from "Gladiator" is laughing and playfully hopping down the street. It feels strange because the whole scene is playing too fast.

Now I realize that I'm just watching all of this on my Kindle Fire and a little display tells me this is being played at "4x". I'm distressed that I'm now just watching all this on a screen and I try to "rewind" to the part where I was in the Colosseum. The controls don't seem to work properly, although I do manage to slow the scene down to normal speed.

I've lost all connection to my dream body and soon I wake up.

So after my nap i did reality checks and i was recalling non-lucid dreams from it, and i accidentally fell asleep without noticing it(lack of sleep earlier didn't helped, duh). I got up since i already did reality checks and looked at time, it was 1:00, which couldn't have been since i started my nap later than that, i started walking towards balcony while looking at hands, fingers were strangely bended. Then i woke up. Couldn't recall non-lucids from that, but hey, got one more lucid dream.

Lucid Dream and False Awakening

Charlie is driving my car while I sit in the passenger seat. We are trying to get away from some guy who is chasing us on a golf cart. We are in a busy parking lot weaving trying to get away for some reason. We have no way out so I tell him to just drive over the ledge that separates the payment to the grass above. I keep looking behind me to see the guy and he is gaining on us. There is a school or some type of similar building facing us as we drive. He droves over the "ledge" and through a bed of big oddly shaped rocks. It's a very bumpy ride. Charlie stops the car and we look around but can't find the guy. Suddenly we see the golf cart but no one is it it. I jump up out of the sun roof and grab on to the hanging branch of a willow tree. The trees are huge. It suddenly gets darker. I look around and see the guy jump up also. I cannot see where we went. I start swinging from the hanging willow branches. It feels like the swing ride at a fair. Suddenly I realize that I am dreaming. I say in my head, "This isn't real, it's a dream." I then look around feeling the wind, and get scared. I think to myself, "This is scary like Charlie told me." (From experiences that he has read about online.) I see the sky. It's dark with dark clouds. Not a real looking sky. I am afriad of the way the sky looks. I think again to myself, "This is a dream, so I can make it day." I then close my eyes thinking really hard and telling myself that when I wake up it will be bright. Inside, when I wake up I am in bed. Charlie is sleeping next to me. I wake him and apologize since I know he must be tired. We both have to work later. I say "Charlie, I know you're sleepy, but listen, I just had a lucid dream." I feel bad since he is trying to have them and I just did it. I start to tell him details of my lucid dream. As I am telling, he moves in close and puts his arm around me while listening. I am talking and suddenly something falls from my mouth. I think to myself. "It's probably just a popcorn seed" and continue talking. Then I feel something in my mouth that's wet and look o the bed. It was a tooth. I then feel my mouth and can feel my gums. I stop talking and begin to freak out. I tell him, my tooth fell out! I run to the bathroom. It is bright, as if the lights were already on. I look in the mirror and see two of my teeth are missing. (I have a baby tooth still, even though I am 24.... And it is tender.) The missing teeth are on each side of the baby tooth. I yell to Charlie to come see that my baby tooth is still there but somehow my other teeth fell out. He looks at my mouth and says, "...yeeeeeaaaaa (with a sarcastic tone) You might wanna get that figured out before we move." I just look at him and think, "obviously." Next thing I know I am back in my bed and wake up. I look around and realize that I was not awake previously. I then laugh and feel kind of weird. I tell Charlie all about it. Then he made me write it down since it will apparently help me in the future. I am not big on focusing on having lucid dreams. After this experience though, it would have been cool if I was able to control the lucid dream and make the sky bright so I was not scared. Then who knows what could have happened![/SIZE]