lucid

2007

1. I am in a park bordered with wire fences. A lot of zombies are chasing me. I try to climb over the high fence but I cannot. Instead, I become lucid and fly over.

2. I am running through Zombie Island and encounter a political dispute involving the Mayor and the ethics of "containing passive zombies" as a DC's picket sign read. Apparently there are two types. I come across a passive zombie who behaves like a vampire. I am lucid and we are chased by the Dream Police from my previous dreams. The passive zombie offers me a ride in his car. An active zombie flings the door open and bites me as we are driving. The Dream Police are attacked by zombies and killed. They never appeared in my dreams again. However, the zombies are still chasing the DC and I, and my leg has become bloated and swollen. I feel the disease race up my body. I crawl to a tunnel so that the dream scene changes. I try to force myself to wake up.

3. I am in a store. I become lucid and fly so I can visit the zombies again.

March 26, 2013 - 5 hours in - 15 seconds - WBTB, WILD, FILD, FA, RC

Every 20 minutes, for a total of 5 times, I had the WILD alarm go off to wake me up to practice it. However, most times I figured on doing nothing, thinking (wrongly) that I was too awake and I should try it some other time. Then I lay comfortably and alternate very, very slightly tapping my index and middle fingers of my left hand.

I do it for maybe 30 seconds, at no time feeling any perceptible change in anything. I see the patterns of colored lights, but I see these when awake and tired also. Eventually I saw a blob of light that seemed in a sense to be like seeing the window through my eyelids, so I waited a little and then tried to plug my nose and inhale. Up to this point everything felt exactly like reality, yet I inhaled successfully. I can hardly believe it - I transitioned seamlessly into a dream!

I think for a second to try to remember my goals, and I think of breaking something. I try to get up out of bed, but feel a 'change' and do my reality check again. I have woken up, possibly triggered by opening my eyes too soon or by other in-dream movement.

During day: 5xRCs including DS review

Dream recall technique: none used, remembered 2 dreams

Total sleep time: 7+hrs

After being too lazy or tired in the last few days, I decided it's time to try to WILD again. Set the alarm clock to wake me 5hrs after going to bed, woke up, stayed awake for a few mins (I avoid waking myself too much because I really cannot fall asleep afterwards), then went back to bed, repeating a mantra. I fell asleep.

Dream1: I am in someplace which is my dream home and I am going to bed trying to WILD, blankets all around me, mobile phones, watches showing the time. Then I wake up in the dream, I am in the car with my dad who is driving me somewhere. How strange I think, I really can't remember what I did or where I have been before that. I look at a watch and it's five hours later than when I went to bed in the dream. “It’s like I have lost five hours of my life”, I am thinking to myself.

My parents are cooking dinner in an unknown building in our old neighbourhood. I want to WILD and initially lay my blankets on the roof of a building, trying to relax there. Somehow I am teleported where my parents are and they make a lot of noise so I can't fall asleep. We watch a large part of something, the size of window, fly off and crash on our neighbors’ roof. It is my fault [of course!] because I have forgotten to close the windows so the wind blew that part away. I remember in the dream that I have closed the windows and start telling this to my dad. We go to my parents’ bedroom where the neighbors are also visible and have a look at the windows.

The wind is so strong that I am afraid that everything will start flying off in different directions. I close the windows, but as soon as I do they open again. The frame looks pretty broken. My dad says he will put something on the windows so the windows can't be used again. This saddens me because I won't be able to look at the sunset anymore, so I tell him. I look in the direction of the sunset and a see a larger than usual sun, more yellowish less bright with some details visible. I remember not to stare at it too long because it's bad for the eyes.

A few blocks away I see a huge tornado just starting to form. Oh, no! It's far but it is coming, so I tell my parents we should go somewhere else. Then I start wasting time, trying to grab my blanket, looking around for other stuff. The tornado is getting closer really fast. It has a scary destructive force, I see it passing over and through a row of houses, there are sound and sight of implosions and the houses are completely destroyed. There is very little chance to make it if we stay in the building. Better try to run outside. So I do.

I find myself in another building, facing a boy. I consider this to be a bit strange but go on my way as I see the scary gray mist swirling around. There is an expensive section in this building something like a cafe for special people. Next to it is the exit. I am running from the windows where the tornado is towards the cafe /exit. I rush through the cafe shouting “Get out, now!” to the woman who works there. There are three very strange looking kids that have been left there by their ultra rich parents. I try to take them with me but they don't react, just stare there with blank faces, so I leave them at the table. One of the employees of the cafe tells me that all is safe outside, so I urge her to look around the corner to confirm. She doesn't want to do that. I do it myself. No swirling or tornado coming yet, so I walk a bit, but as I cross the street I see it is getting nearby, a fast moving mist rather than a tornado, so I launch myself forward, jump some fences and continue running...[end]

I woke up after this, since I had no WILD success again I just decided to sleep some more. I forgot any other dreams. It was time to wake up but I pressed the alarm for one more snooze. 9 mins to go. (By the way I thought I could change the snooze settings but can't figure how to do so). I am not attempting to LD, I really don't care at this point.

Dream2 Snooze DILD: I am in a car parked near my parents' current place, my alarm clocks are all around me again. My teacher is trying to reach me on the phone in the dream. I know that I will soon wake up so I don't bother picking up. I am staring at the sky. Is it a spaceship? A strange object is flying around, it looks like a flying truck, how can that be? My awareness is trying to awake. I follow the flight of this truck until it lands in the yard nearby. At that point I know that I am dreaming! An older DC man is in the truck, he reminds me of some unknown famous actor, also looks angry and menacing. He comes to me looking somewhat aggressive. I am really tired of all the chasing around, so I just intend him to be a nice guy, and to my amazement he decides to take it easy. The car where I am begins sliding down the road, but the yard end/road entrance is too narrow for it to pass. I somehow try to size the car down, it becomes very long and thin and I am amazed at this transformation. I stop the car and go to my room in my parents place.

No idea why I decided to go there. Now, in front of me is a gray cloud forming, starting to look scary. I remember the tornado fear, so this is unpleasant. I am still lucid although getting distracted by the cloud, when I remember not to give in. I try to make the cloud go away. In this case, I am stronger so it cannot do anything and just vanishes.

I somehow start unintentionally creating clouds. Those look like real clouds from far away, different hues and shades on the cloud, partly lit by the sun, etc. I also hear the sound of distant thunder coming from the mini vivid cloud in front of me, I really like that. I am having a moment of great enjoyment creating these clouds making them appear from my hands as if they were a ball of cloud, there is also some dark blue light sparkling. I do this quite a few times until I get exhausted and cannot do it anymore. I am still lucid, but am beginning to lose concentration, so I decide to get out of there and go to the street.

I am on the street. A rather unpleasant looking DC decides he will accompany me to wherever I am going. The only task from my list that I remember to do is to summon a certain DC and ask him a pre-determined question. I start calling out for the DC to appear, nothing. I try again, no result. I ask the ugly DC next to me where is the DC I am trying to summon. Of course, he doesn't know. I don't like that, but I nevertheless decide to ask him the question I had in mind. He answers something nonsensical. I try to have a conversation with him, but I find it hard to hear or understand what he says. We probably exchanged no more than a few sentence and I notice in the dream that I start forgetting what he said. [Very strange, I guess there is place for only one two questions at a time]

I wonder how I am still here on the street for what feels like so long and the dream is still here, I am happy about that. I notice two tall guys with black scarves around their heads walking towards us. I notice how out of order this looks and smile to myself, how easy it is to spot inconsistencies while I am lucid now. I try to stop them maybe talk to them, but they insist on continuing on their way, strong momentum so making them stop is really hard. Still no alarm clock interfering, I expect it to ring any moment. I get distracted thinking and then find myself in darkness, feeling my body. My eyes are still closed and I try to DEILD but no success.

I look at my alarm clock, two minutes to the alarm? I jump out of bed trying to hold on to the dream memory, which today feels very evasive as the dreams begin to erase themselves.

Final remarks: Dream control today was really good, tried out the tips to make the chaser a nice guy, which worked in this LD. I also think that reading posts and this tutorial on dream control http://www.dreamviews.com/wiki/Dream-Control-Tutorial helped!

Practices: ADA, Mindfulness, WBTB, DEILD
While falling asleep, mantra: "I am aware"

Dream #1 - I am with my friend, R__. She's driving a car - one belonging to one of my relatives, according to my dream-memory, but in real life none of them own a gray minivan. We're driving around a mall parking lot. We can't seem to find a parking space. She accidentally hits another car while pulling into a parking space, and I cringe at the sound, but she's more angry about it than worried. She decides to try to use a note left on her windshield to explain why she parked in one of the restricted parking spots, by claiming she can't walk that far, but I don't think that will hold up under scrutiny. She finally gives up and parks pretty far away from the mall entrance. We can see it from where we are, but it's quite a walk.

I briefly wake up from the dream and try to carry my awareness with me into my next dream, using my mantra.

As soon as the dream reforms, I am instantly lucid. I'm inside of the mall from the previous dream, but R__ is gone now. The lucid dream has the crystal clarity characteristic of my lucid. Since I'm not outdoors (unusual), rather than the usual sweeping landscapes and storm-swept skies, instead the architecture inside of the mall is extremely grand. Super high vaulted ceilings, probably 80-100 feet high, with graceful arches carved out of solid pale pink marble and golden inlays. Intricate carvings and sculptures. White marble floors. The whole thing looks more like the inside of a cathedral than a mall.

I look around and think, "This is definitely a dream". I inspect my hand - it's perfectly formed. I do a reality check by trying to push one hand through the other, but I can't. I shrug it off - I know I'm dreaming. I try to fly, and hover in the air above the crowds milling around the mall. My lucidity tends to fade very quickly while I'm flying, though - there's something about not having my feet on the ground that does that. So I land, and then crawl on the floor and inspect the marble tiles. There's grime between them and they feel a little gritty - this place needs to be swept and mopped.

I decide to go treasure hunting. I reach into my back pocket - for some reason, I'm wearing a skirt with pockets - and feel around for a map. I feel crumpled paper and tug. I pull out a sheet of notebook paper, folded in half several times, and unfold it. There is a map on it, scribbled in blue pen, but I can't read what it says. It also has little pictures. I decide that I need to go find a dream character who CAN read it, and if I'm going to treasure hunt, I'm going to do it in style - which means having a whole group of treasure hunters with me. I run my hand along the wall as I walk.

I walk toward the food court - well, an archway I have decided is the food court. The floor slopes downward between it in a ramp, heading underground. I can see tables in the distance. I decide that's kind of boring and want it to be something more exciting. As I approach, it morphs into a Viking style beer hall. I'm pretty satisfied - this is definitely more fun.

I enter the beer hall, which is smokey and full of warriors eating and drinking. There is an empty space in the middle with a fire-pit that looks like it's used by entertainers - wrestlers, musicians, etc. The benches on either side are elevated on steps, sort of like bleachers, so everybody can see. Nobody is performing right now, though.

I see a group of 5 or 6 Tolkein-style Dwarves over to one side. They look like they're having a pretty good time. I approach them and introduce myself. Their leader is a pretty buff looking Dwarf. He has long, thick braided brown hair and is wearing a sort of heavy brown leather harness that has what looks like a lion's mane stitched around the neck and shoulders. He greets me respectfully:
"I am Lokmin, son of (I can't remember his dad's name)." He thumps his chest (which is more Roman, I guess, but whatever).
I hold out my treasure map. "I've found a map to potential treasure, but it might be dangerous."
The Dwarves deliberate over my wrinkled sheet of notebook paper, making sounds of interest and approval. Lokmin looks like he's about to make the decision to follow me...

But unfortunately, we never got to find the treasure. I live near an airport - one of the EXTREMELY LOUD jets that I LOATHE flies overhead, waking me up and ending my lucid dream. I was pretty upset. Even now there's another really loud jet flying overhead. I hate those things, and the airport by extension (it wasn't always noisy here - they moved the flight paths).

I go back to sleep, trying to re-enter the dream, but I'm too irritated to focus.


Dream #3 - I dream that I am taking naked photographs of myself using my laptop camera and didn't realize the curtain across the sliding glass door in the living room was sheer. I figure either nobody saw me, or they didn't care.

4:38AM - #153 - Inside The Claw Machine - DILD

I was going for WILD here but ended up with DILD.

Edit: I remeber something else. I did in fact have a WILD I just forgot it. I remember having strong HI and then something clicked and I was able to initiate the vibrations by focusing on the back of my neck. I got well into but I either fell non lucid at that point or I just forgot the dream. Damn!

I can't for the life of me remember the non lucid part as of right now and it's driving me nuts. Was it something about a cheesy bar? Some thing about my mini dachshund? Wait I think it was something about S from work going car shopping with me. Are all these right? Hmm. Anyway...

Something triggers lucidity and I know I am dreaming. The dream starts to go dark so I stare at my hands. They look zombie like and the right hand turns into something like The Penguin from Batman.

I start walking forward. I see bars of florescent lights but nothing really lights up the dream. I start licking my hands and soon find that both of then are impossibly far in my mouth. I quickly pull them out.

I don't know what happened here but the dream sort of took its own course and I just rolled with it. Literally.

Somehow I am a coin in waiting on one of those washing machine coin slots. I am totally blind but I can feel it all.



I notice the feel of body and how round and flat I am. I find it odd but amusing. I use my imagination and sort of become briefly dual in existence. I push the coin slot into the machine. I feel myself roll down and hear the coin-dropping-sound. I see some strange track with funny looking marbles on a U-shaped track that is lit up. Then, for whatever reason I decide that I am probably in a claw machine. I revert back to human form. I am crowded around with stuffed animals. All I can think of is that episode from The IT Crowd where Moss gets inside a claw machine.



I become amused at this. I mutter something like, "What the flip, Ross?" I don't think about any iPhone but I start emptying out the machine. I still can't see very well in this poor lighting but I can feel the various stuffed animals as I push them out the flap. When the machine is empty I jump forward and morph through the hole. I feel liquid at that moment and I marvel at my own shape-shifting abilities.

I am down on the floor on one knee now. I see a florescent bar going around the bottom of the claw machine. I think, "I really hope I get some light soon." Then I realized that I forgot how the dream started. I try thinking back. I know I should know it but I can't recall it.

Suddenly, I am staring into a white void. I try to focus and see DV on my computer screen. I can't see text very well, mostly just a blurry rough layout of blue and white. I briefly wonder how I was lucid dreaming while staring at the computer. Was I day dreaming? I do a nose plug and blow through. I can hardly believe it so I do it again. I know I am dreaming so I get up and leave the computer. As I do, I see a full bar of gold stars in my signature.

Now, I feel like I am laying down. I roll over and see some very fat, pockmarked faced man that looks Filipino. There seems to be red cushion walls behind him and a kitchen door that makes me think "restaurant". Something about him makes me feel like I am back in the first part of the dream. He put his hands under his chin and makes a "cutie pie" face at me. I don't know what to think at first so I move away from him. Then, I hear a laugh track like from some cheesy sitcom show. I relax a little when I know he is probably just joking.

Then, for whatever reason, I suddenly I become afraid that my lucidity is starting to slip. I think I must have startled myself all because I abruptly wake up without warning.

Before falling asleep I was listening to a hypnosis Session of Jody Whiteley from youtube. It was this one to be precise: Sleep Hypnosis Easy Lucid Dreaming - YouTube

Spoiler for Beginning of the dream (Sexual Content):

I was somewhere on a street in my current hometown, and there was this unknown girl. We just suddenly had sex for no apparent reason, I started to hold her from behind, raised one of her legs, and finally came inside.

TL;DR of above: I had sex with an unknown girl.

After some time I heard about someone who was now being searched europe-wide for impregnating some random girl, and that person was me. There was an high bounty on my head (12500€, or something like that, maybe 10x as much) and I was really worried about the Situation. Some time later I was in a room and thought about the situation when I came to the conclusion that I never touched anyone apart from my girlfriend, and that I'd never do that without a really good and strong reason either. Let alone impregnating anyone, as I REALLY HATE babies entirely, not to mention I'm concerned that our planet is overpopulated anyway. At that point I already knew I was lucid, and did a nose-pinch RC to confirm that.
I applied what I heard in the Hypnosis video, as I got lucid I tried to react to the situation with detached interest. I don't think that made a lot of difference, but I guess it improved stability at least a little.
I immediately went out to search for my dream guide again, and stopped in front of a big screen-like thing which displayed different landscapes, soon after I woke up.

Spoiler for Improvement Notes:

Broke a week long dry spell of lucids - Very Good
Immediately applied learned techniques - Very Good
Searched for Dream Guide - Good
Got no response - Bad
Suddenly woke up without getting anything done, again - Bad

Finally, several weeks ago I had a lucid again, and this time a real lucid.

Don't really know how exactly it started or how I got lucid. So far I know I was in a big shopping center again, it was really high (more than 15m). I was constantly trying to stabilize and managed to do that as well as achieving decent details (though of course I can't properly remember them ). I was running around and there were some people and when I went around the corner I fought an nonexistent foe for fun and tried to use a small shock pulsar. With success! It wasn't the biggest of explosions but it was a ball of detonating light with an radius of roughly 3,5m so that's at least something to start with.

I feel the vibrations almost immediately after waking up. I felt new sensations such as my head "sinking" into the pillow and it felt like I was under something. I get up and open my eyes but I see weird visuals and I get teleported back into my bed. Instead of opening my eyes I just allowed my dream to come into focus and after a few seconds the visuals faded in and I could see. Infront of me was the window and there is daylight coming through. To my right is the hallway that leads to the living room, the living room window had no daylight, it looked like it was nighttime. I walk into my living room and I see my mom sleeping on the couch I decide not to bother her. I look through the window and I see men crawling around. I hear a voice narration say they are after me. I foolishly believe it. I try to escape the apartment but before I could get to the door three men open it and try to get me. I went past them and went outside. It is night out. I manage to get away from them by turning invisible. I do so by crossing my middle finger over my index finger and I just turn invisible but the power doesn't last long and I am caught. Now suddenly I am talking to my mom. There is this thing in my throat that helps me breathe and I am angry at my mom. I am talking with her on the phone, asking her why did she attach this thing onto my throat without asking me. She doesn't respond at all. I do hear some sort of electronic voice, I turn up the phone volume to understand what it is saying (I forgot what it said when I woke up). It told me of some sort of location which I write down and go to. Now suddenly I am on a balcony and these guys are after me. I jump to another balcony only to find out that they are near there too. So I jump off and I could fly. It was a blizzard out there. I fly down and then the dream shifts to something about superman and I wake up.

Note: This wasn't much of a lucid dream since I lost lucidity at about the time I started being chased.

So, I'm really excited right now, let me lay it out for you, before I do though, I must warn you, it's nothing special.

On Friday, after a couple of nights with little or no sleep, I decided to take some Valium, my partner gets them as a prescription, so I 'nicked' a few of hers - don't tell her - and off to bed I went. I slept like a baby, as you can imagine and I dreamt of an old friend named Clint Diaso , I woke up and attempted to DEILD, but as I lay there I became more and more clear headed and so I got up to try my hand at WBTB. Neither worked.

Now, this is where it gets interesting, I don't know if it was the remnants of the sleeping tablets and I can't for the life of me remember what the dream was about, but what I do remember is at one point, the scene changed, right in front of my very eyes. I didn't need to do a reality check due to the fact that as soon as it happened, I asked myself if this was normal or was it a dream, then BOOM, I became lucid - I think - everything turned super, mega, hyper HD and I remembered the hand rubbing technique, unfortunately I then woke up rubbing my hands together.

Now as you can imagine, this excites me no end, I thought the lucid dream was something that would elude me forever, I'm older than I imagine most on here - maybe not, but the profiles I've read all belong to youngsters - and I always wondered if it's possible to teach an old dog new tricks, if you get my meaning.

So I'm reaching out to you folks for any encouragement and/or advice. Is this something that is normal, has it happened to anyone else, can I count that as a lucid dream, do you think it may have been a result of the valium in my system - no I'm not going to steal all her tablets, lol, she'd kill me - and is it usual to wake up still trying to stabilise your dreams. Any advice and pointers will be greatly received and I thank you all in advance.

Nicho...!

I am by the side of a highway with a group of people my family knows. Everyone here is getting ready to leave to somewhere else. I learn that I might ride with the H___ family but instead I ride with "S" in a blue 2002 Jeep Wrangler.("S" is a friend from High School who is charismatic, and usually the center of attention always making fun of anyone and anything.) "S" drives down a winding road through mountains. The road now traverses along a rocky coast similar to the coastal highway in Southern California. I look at some mansions on the cliffs. "S" looks at the mansions too even though he is driving. "S" drives fast around a curve and almost drives into the ocean. We drive by another curve and this time, "S" drives over the cliff and the Jeep plunges into the ocean. The Jeep slides very fast along the water until we reach San Diego Bay. At this point, the Jeep stops sliding and starts sinking into the water. I kick out the passenger window of the Jeep and try to swim to the surface but the water is impossible to swim through and I sink to the bottom and drown. "S" also drowns.

After I have died, I wash up on a beach in the afterlife. I am also somewhat aware that I am dreaming but I forget I'm dreaming soon.

Here in the Afterlife, there is a 3 story Victorian-style building up several steps from the beach. Me and "S" walk into the building. The building is dark inside. There are lots of symbols on the walls in various places. Everything has some sort of spiritual significance. I become seperated from "S" and I continue walking. I run into my father who tells me that my grandfather (his father) wants me to know not to get into an SUV with "S" (grandfather and "S" don't know each other in RL). I continue walking and run into my ex-girlfriend "A". I learn that "A" died around the same time I did. We both walk together through the building and walk into a room where we find "S" lying on the floor unconscious and bleeding. Me and "A" carry "S" out of the room and ask each other what we thought happened. We carry him down some stairs to the first level of the building. I see a placque on a wall that says "***** *** for OCD --> COD *** ***** **" (**** means I don't remember what word was). It also says that the location were in is Heaven for people with OCD (I have OCD). It also says that people who die and end up in this world who don't have OCD go to Hell.

Around this point, I feel the dream starting to end and remember that I am dreaming. I mentally force the dream to be stronger so I don't wake up.

Me and "A" leave the building and are now at a beach in San Diego, CA, still in the afterlife though. I mentally learn that I will soon be transferred to another world in the Afterlife. I get the feeling that the Afterlife is very chaotic. I see the beach a couple blocks away so me and "A" fly to the beach. I see some hot women on the beach and think about having sex with them, but since having sex usually ends the lucid dream, I decide not to. Me and "A" land on the beach. I leave "A" behind here and fly over the ocean by myself.

While flying over the ocean, the lifeguards (ironic that lifeguards exist in the [I]after[I]life.) tell me to stop flying since there is rule at this beach against flying. A female lifeguard flies after me and catches me. We both land on the beach. This lifeguard is 5"4', skinny, has blonde hair, and is age 19.I am now in trouble and have to stay with the female lifeguard until further notice. At first, I don't like her, but as I stay with her, I find her more attractive and strike up conversation with her. I ask her how she died but she doesn't respond. We both keep walking and meet up with her parents. The 3 of them have to go somewhere so I say goodbye and hug the lifeguard. Her father tells me that if I pursue his daughter, I must love her always. He says their family has gone through a great tragedy. All 3 of them died together a little over a year ago. The 3 of them walk off and I think about whether I should dedicate myself to the lifeguard or find another girl with less baggage. I decide to meet the lifeguard tomorrow to continue our conversation.

For the most part, the dream is over after this point. I get transported to a mall, then to my house where I watch TV. I am watching the news. I turn the TV off and at the exact moment the TV goes off, I wake up.

03/24/13

Healing Springs
I am in the biodome on the moon. I am near the koi pond, though I don't immediately realize this since it has been quite a while since I have remembered being here. I see Nomad not far away. I don't have any recall of seeing him in a dream for quite a while, either. I go over and give him a big hug, telling him it's good to see him again. He says he has been seeing me in his dreams, have I not remembered? I tell him no, I haven't. I have had my goals to meet up with him, but my recall has been lacking. We walk over to the healing springs, the hot springs. The balancing pools. A place to go to stabilize all that unstable energy that is created by constant Templar attacks.

I dive into a pool, transforming into a mermaid as I hit the water. Nomad slips into the water. I go under and look for that spot on his left foot that has infected sores on it in the waking world. There are sores there, though they don't look as bad as the pictures of jungle rot I found on Google. I focus healing energy into the sores, gently rubbing the foot, willing the injuries to go away quickly. I swim around for a bit and then back to the surface. Nomad looks quite relaxed. I tell him I am really glad we have been talking online lately… it really helps me not feel so alone. He says I have never been alone. I tell him it is easy to feel alone when there is no one in the waking world I can talk to, at least not about the issues I have been having with the Templars… some people don't seem to want to hear about it, others would want to help and I don't want them to become targets… then there are times I have doubts that any of it is even real. He says that's what they want, is for me to doubt, to stop using my dream skills… don't let them win. I tell him having someone to talk to makes any doubt much less. I tell him I want to find a way to make them stop their attacks, or overcome the attacks… it is really fucking up my life. But I don't feel fucked up right now, I just feel relaxed. I sink back below the water and fall asleep in the dream.

Intruders
I am in my own room, lying in bed. I wake up and see I am not alone in my room. There are people there, several of them. What are those people doing in my room?! I sit up and look at them, they are Templars. There is strange energy radiating off of them, makes them hard to look at, hard to see. I tell them to get the fuck out of my room and leave me alone. One of them looks at me strangely as if he is surprised I can see him at all. The truth is it is hard to see him, hard to focus on him, but I don't let that on. I tell him yeah, I mean him, calling him double stupid since double ugly doesn't really apply… he's actually kind of hot. The energy coming off of the Templars gets briefly stronger, making them almost completely disappear from sight. I focus on the song spell Whiplash by Metallica, sending the energy waves right back at their sources. A pulse of energy radiates out from me like an explosion, knocking all of the Templars into perfect visibility as it knocks them into the walls of my room.

They all look a bit surprised, maybe even a bit dazed. There are more of them than I had thought. I had previously seen four, but there are six of them there, the room is quite crowded. For a bit I can see them all clearly, but the strange energy starts pulsing out from them again as if they were never interrupted. The force of the energy seems to be holding me down in my bed. I can barely breathe. Too much pressure. The Templars are disappearing again, so I use the song spell Whiplash again, sending out another pulse of energy. This time, before they could resume their attacks, I formed Witchblade into a sword and cut five of them down before they had a chance to recover. The sixth one didn't try to get away, he just said killing them would do me no good… return what I stole and the attacks would stop. Things could be a lot easier. I was pissed off, however, not in the mood to listen, and I cut the last Templar down before collapsing back into bed. I felt drained. Like they had been stealing all my energy. I fall asleep in the dream.

Wolf Wraiths
I am with some other people in a vast dead area, there is nothing but dead trees and barren ground for as far as the eye can see. The sky looks a dead gray color. I look at the other people there with me. It is Nomad, MoSh, Roland, Eddie, Susanna, and Jake. Nomad is riding on a large animal that I am not sure if it is canine or feline. I look in the direction they are looking and I see a bunch of cloaked figures on gray horses. My first thought is an army of ring wraiths from Lord of the Rings.

That can't be good. It is clear that the plan is to go down and attack them, I wonder how many of them there are. It looks like way too many. Nomad is aiming what looks like a sniper rifle at the group. He takes out a few on the edge of the group without making a sound. That luck doesn't continue, however, after the fifth one they take notice. Nomad shoots a few more before they realize where the attack is coming from. Now everyone in the group is attacking. I use the spell song Divide by Disturbed to multiply myself into many, I figure that will even up the odds a bit… though we are still seriously outnumbered. A fight ensues. I form Witchblade into a sword as I head into the fray, though guns are being fired and I wonder how I am not getting hit. I am probably moving too fast. I am on a white horse with fiery mane and tail, and the horse is as swift as the wind. I charge into the group, each instance of me on an identical horse, and cut down an enemy who is taking aim to shoot me. I see the enemy has a face… it is the face of a wolf. When he hits the ground, the wolf mask comes off. I don't see anything beneath it. I remember the Dark Tower series… these are the wolves of the Calla. I hear the others around me as I move through the group… each of me has a Witchblade sword and each of me takes down enemies as I go. I get a little disoriented during the fight, but finally I look around and see there are very few of the enemies left, I wonder if they retreated or if they are all dead. Nomad takes out a remaining enemy with what looks like a shotgun. MoSh quickly shoots two of them who are going for Eddie from behind. I see no more enemies approaching. I am about to go join the others but I wake.

Stalkers
I am in a restaurant of some kind, I am looking around for something to eat. I am thinking I should get something healthy so I don't gain a bunch of weight. I notice there are some people that seem to be following me around. I watch them for a while. Templars. I have no doubt in my mind that they are Templars. There is a strange energy radiating off of them, an energy that seems to drain me when it hits me. It also makes them hard to focus on. I wonder if anyone else in the room is noticing the effect. No one seems to be. Either they don't know what is causing the effect or maybe they aren't being affected by it at all. I turn to leave, and it is clear the Templars are going to follow me. I think I shouldn't even be seeing Templars… and I do a reality check. I pinch my nose and I can still breathe. One of the Templars is standing right beside me now. He says he told me killing them would do no good. My mind has wandered away from Templars, however. I am hungry. I look in the display case and I see the best looking chocolate cake I have ever seen.

Chocolate cake with chocolate frosting and frosting flowers all over it. I tell the person behind the counter that I want that cake, the whole thing. He hands me the cake and I throw some money at him, not sure how much, but it must have been enough. I proceed to make a pig of myself, grabbing a knife and fork and digging in. The Templar doesn't seem to know what to say or do… he is staring at me like I'm crazy. So is everyone else in the room. Finally, my face full of chocolate, I think maybe I have gone a bit too far even for a dream. I hand what is left of the cake to the Templar beside me, telling him it is the best cake ever. I want to get away from the Templars… to get away from that strange energy they have been radiating. I notice I am feeling a bit ill. Is it the energy, or too much cake? I head for the door and go outside. The energy hitting me seems to be getting stronger. The Templar is behind me telling me to return what I stole. I tell him to go fuck himself before I wake.

2007-2010

1. The Lake of the previous dreams has become a huge wetland, and has now become dissociated from my house, but rather near Zombie Island. I am standing in the Marsh with a bunch of people, and swimming in a whirlpool the size of a football field.

2. I am in a swamp that has taken over a neighborhood. I walk around, knowing that I have to get out before the rest of it floods. I lose my shoe, and I go back, delaying me. I then cannot make it in time before the next tidal change.

3. I am back in the location of the first dream. I swim, but this time I discover a beautiful waterfall and cove in the Marsh.

4. We have to jump from a mound of swamp to swim in the Marsh's tide pool.

5. I am in a palace in Etcia (a location in my dream world), overviewing the Marsh in its beautiful entirety. When I awaken, I am happy that the terrifying place of the Lake is now replaced by this intricate swamp that I can visit in my dreams anytime I become lucid.

6. I am playing tag with other small children in the Marsh.

7. I am in the Marsh with others. As the wave of water rushes in, I meet a man or an animal. I cannot remember which. He told me that I was dreaming, and that he was my Dream Guide; an alternate consciousness living within my brain that only appeared in my dreams. He told me that while I was awake he slept and that dreams where his reality. I have not seen him since.

8. EDIT: 4/30/13 The Marsh has recently transformed into the Woodland. Dreams that take place in the classic Marsh will be still be tagged as such. The Marsh was also originally the Lake, but that has since been eradicated. Only one dream from the present has gone back to the original Lake.

2006

1. I am somewhat sure that I am dreaming. I begin to drive in a car. The police come. They chase me, and express their intent on destroying my lucidity. It was as if my unconsciousness wanted me not to realize I am dreaming.

2. I am coming out of a club, and then I get arrested by the police for "being lucid in a dream" as I try to run away.

2006-2007

It is a normal day in the world of my dreams. I am reliving my day through day residue, and everything seems as a normal dream would be. I bounce a ball with a DC friend. I stop because I smell smoke. We go inside his house and see his mother dead on the kitchen floor. A chicken baster is impaling her eye. The oven is on fire, and the lights go out. We run over to my house in fear. We look out the window to the DC's house, and it is completely ablaze. We run to the other kids on the block, and discover that every one of their parents were murdered. Each house is flaming, and the it is night. The fire slowly calms until the houses are mostly blackened skeletons of their construct. We run through the decay, but one of the herd of kids falls dead. Another is burned alive. We suspect it is the murderer who killed our parents and is now after us. One bashes his head open on the frame of a burnt doorway. The other falls down a stairwell and bleeds from his cuts. There are now only five. Instead of running from house to house, we run into the Lake's forest. We trek through the trees, but one more dies when he falls behind. We decide that we need to split-up in order to preserve our lives in numbers. I say that that is a terrible idea, and that that is what the murderer wants. However we do it anyways. We are supposed to meet back up at the highway. I run through the forest as fast as I can for an hour. It is almost sunrise. I go to the highway, but no one is there. I begin to become worried, and I go back to the clearing. No one is there, and I see blood thrown across the grass. The trees rustle, and I stumble around the circle in wonder. Where are they? An old crone woman appears from the forest. She appears calm and says, "My name is Grimilia. Can you help me?" I move closer towards her. Before I realize what is happening, she pulls out a bloodied knife. I immediately become lucid. The scenario, the antics of the killer, all point to my dream themes. I am still scared. I attempt to use dream control, but it is too late. She sinks the knife into me. Even though it is a dream, I still feel the pain as sharp as ever. I awaken.

After the crazy WILD "The Longest SP", it takes a while to get back to sleep. But I manage. I wake from some NLD. I don't worry about recall too much and focus on DEILD. I focus on my neck and force the vibrations to start but they fade almost instantly. I should have nose plugged! I assumed I woke up. I don't remember anything until...

6:59AM - #152 - Whispers In The Dark - DILD/DEILD?

The beginning is crazy and mixed up. Basically I have several FAs and finally start doing nose plug RCs

I do a nose plug RC and try to get out of bed. I find I am on the other side of it. I try to roll out and fall clumsily to the floor. I land hard with a loud thud. I am not totally sure if I am awake or asleep but I decide to just lay still and DEILD back. Duh I never woke.

I have a FA. I am on my belly and I pick up my head. I am back in bed so I am not sure what's going on yet. I wait. Then someone touches my back. It feels like 5 finger tips digging in hard. I am not sure if I'm dreaming but I say, "Don't touch me." I still feel vibrations so I don't want to move. I just assume that I am able to talk in SP. (dream logic ) I hear a strange whispering voice in reply. I don't understand it but I just reply, "I am trying to have a lucid dream. Leave me alone, please." More strange whisperings. At some point it sounds a little like my mother but only briefly. OK something is up.

I nose plug and blow through. Huh? I can't believe it for some reason. I nose plug two or tree more times to be sure. I stand up and turn around. The room is dark but I see some strange mass on the bed. I get in the fighting mood now. I growl the words, "OK YOU BITCH! FIGHT ME!" The shape becomes more defined and I clearly see that it is Shelob!



Shelob lurches forward as do I. We clash and I come in swinging. I punch, kick, bite, gouge, and scratch. We both roll over the bed and end up on the other side. The giant spider begins to deflate and shrink in size. I lift if up and it feels about the size of a large house cat. I rip it in half and it tears like a stuffed animal. I decide that is enough. I drop it and run out of the bedroom. I slam the door behind me. I realize that I am panting and laughing like a child who has been rough housing too much. Without much thought I run outside. I laugh when the door doesn't open and I have to unlock the deadbolt.

Outside there is more light but not much. Everything is lit with moon light. The neighborhood looks normal. I check my body and feel and see that I am properly dressed for cool weather. I feel my steel toe boots are on and I feel really warm.

I look at my hands and clearly see they look normal. I find that looking at them helps me to feel stable in this poor lighting. I notice cars passing and headlight briefly lighting the scene up. But I only get to enjoy it for a second or two and it gets dark again. Actually, it gets darker than before and I have to really look hard to get the moon light back. I see some guy come out of his house. The light from inside his house has the same effect as the head lights. Ignore him and continue walking with my hands out. I think I must look like some sort of cartoonish sleepwalker. I laugh a little.

I look up and see a few stars and a slim crescent moon. I see something brighter and lower behind some trees. I crane my neck and move over a little and see that it is a second and full moon. Satisfied, I continue down the street. I really have no plan this time except for keep moving and hope the dream gets brighter. I feel pretty stable but feel like a balancing act at this point. I'm almost to the end of the block when I hear a loud cry.


I realize it is my son in waking life and I am now wide awake.

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