lucid

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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4:41AM -#151 - Longest SP - WILD

I am counting 1 I am dreaming, 2 I am dreaming, ect. while focusing on my body. Suddenly I am gripped by intense sleep paralysis (NOT REM atonia this time)I hear a demonic cat sound and feel a presence hovering above me. The vibrations are really intense and I cannot move. I feel the entity grab my balls and the vibrations intensify there to the point of mild pain. I try to cry out but the sound is caught in my throat and it sounds like a feeble wheezing. I open my eyes and see swirling black entities like Dementors above me. I am terrified but having been here many times; I force myself to relax and stay calm. I will the entity away. Immediate calm and quite comes over me.

I do my usually getting out of bed. It's dark and I feel really dizzy. I fall backwards into the wall. I feel like I am falling into a bottomless abyss. I see the hole I entered getting farther away.

I find myself back in bed. I can't see at all now. I use my dream hands to pry my dream eyes open. My eyes do open but I can see the bedroom and the red glow of the alarm clock. I close them. I do this several times but feel like its my physical eyes. At one point I feel the ceiling fan drying my eyes out and have to blink. I try getting up again but pretty much the same thing happens again. Then again I get up. I try to phase through a wall but it's solid. I am too frazzled to think clearly. I end up back in bed.

The vibrations are so strong. I decide to wait and focus on the vibrations. I feel like I am lying in an awkward position but I am not hurting so I don't move. I realize too that my head is at the foot of the bed and I can feel the box fan on my face. I don't care. I'm in the zone. I hear my wife ask I am ok. I become annoyed and tell her, "Yes Shhhhhhh!" I wonder how I am talking in SP but just go with it. I consider the probable fact that none of this is really happening. Still, I feel the vibrations and can't really move. I get the feeling that we are in my childhood bedroom in Luling from my teenage years. The lay out just seems to match.

I think I hear my son cry and I hear and feel my wife leave the room. I just lay there in waiting. What seems like a few minutes later she comes back and gets in bed. I realize that now I am back in the right position in bed. My hands are free to move now so I reach over to feel if my wife is there. I grab the ankle of a small child. I hear someone *gasp* so I let go. Was it my son? I was surprised she brought him to bed with us. I shrug it off. I feel like I can really move my hands now. I rub them and feel my face. Super real. BUT I can still feel vibrations. I decide to just wait this one out and let the dream form.

This waiting was a really long time. I think I'm forgetting a few details but it's mostly all there. I start doing things like the Gladius swing, Walking motions, anything repetitive to maybe get something started. Nothing worked. I get really bored so I meditate for a few minutes. Then I visualize being on the beach. I see some really vivid images but its more like flickering photographs. I try to imagine my feet in the sand but its a dull sensation that quickly fades. At some point I start talking to myself. I say something like "Well Shit. Hurry up dream. I am dreaming." I say all this out loud and I wonder if my wife can hear me because it sound ultra real. I begin to think at some point that I am going to be stuck like this forever and never wake up. I think this is my idea of Hell. Then I laugh and say out loud, "Of course it won't. It will change. I just need to stay patient."
After some more waiting and fiddling about in bed I start to hear music. It's Sugar Ray's Fly but instead of "I just want to fly" it is "I just want to dance." The beat and music and vocals are very high quality. I am thankful for some entertainment right now and I feel relieved to have a distraction. I begin to sing along loudly and dance as best I can in bed. I move my arms, head and upper body in rhythm to the music. It begins to feel invigorating and soulful. I enjoy the hell out of it. Soon the words fade and the music begins to wind down like a slow record player.

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Then there is nothing. No physical sensation. No sound. No movement. I just wait a second and the BAM!

I find myself standing in a big open room with no furniture. The room is well lit and there is gray carpet. I look around and say, "OHHHHH WOOOOOW! THAT IS SO COOL!" The layout of the house is off but reminds me of the house we lived in Luling. I can see out the windows as there are no blinds or curtains. I see the front yard but in the distance there is a thick mist. I have a feeling that my brain hasn't finished rendering the dream yet but I feel super stable and confident. I make my way to the front door. At that point I remember how this house was "haunted" in waking life. I imagine a horrible demon coming after me as I close the door but nothing happens.

Now I am outside the lighting is a little worse. The world looks cold and gray. I walk along the front of the house on the sidewalk. I realized that I forgot what my task was. I think for a second that I really should stay inside until the dream gets more stable but I am afraid and really impatient.

I can hear something like cheering and jeering at the nearby football stadium. I feel curious but I have something in mind first. I really want to burn this house down and never visit it again. There are too many bad memories. I see my shadow projected on the side of the house. I see brown wood siding. (Brick in real life) I think that if I can start a fire there is will catch and be gone. I do the clapping motion that I used for the fireworks TOTM. I hear a loud sound of fire like a flame thrower but only see a small flame on my shadow like a cigarette lighter. I try several times but only see and hear the same. Then I hold my hand up still looking at my shadow. I see handcuffs and a chain coming off it. I note this but ignore it for. The crowd at the stadium is jeering loudly now. (Damn I could have turned that into the Colosseum if I thought about it) I tell myself I will investigate in a minute. I really want to get the fire trick down. I focus on the palm of my hand. I see a glowing ball form. I stare at it and focus longer and harder.

Then, I am suddenly awake. NOOOOOOO!

This was a great LD for breaking a dry spell! No progress on tasks, but some fun action, a DV member cameo, and what feels like progress on keeping caffeine dreams stable. As usual, the last thing that I read during WBTB (in this case, a Visitor Message from NewArtemis) has a significant impact on my dream content.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #79: The Hall of Letters

I'm sitting on the side of the mountain, looking across a green valley at another mountain that's dotted with caves. A person sits in each of these distant caves. I recognize my college friend RS and somehow I can talk to him even across this huge distance. The weather is sunny, clear, and beautiful, so I casually say to RS, "Isn't the day amazing?"

"It is!" he says, and suddenly blankets and rugs come pouring out of the mouths of these faraway caves. The blankets and rugs go tumbling and sliding down the side of the mountain to the valley below. Fascinated, I wander into the valley, not sure what to make of what I'm seeing.

Now the valley is teeming with hundreds of people. Each of them spreads out a picnic blanket, removes their shirt, and flops down onto their stomachs to sun themselves. I see RS take a spot of his own ahead of me and to the left and I realize that I am now holding a blanket as well. I start scoping out a spot of my own.

As I'm looking around, I see AA, a mutual summer crush from high school. I want to say hi but when she removes her shirt I see that unlike the rest of the female DCs, she's not wearing a bikini top underneath. I turn away, not wanting to get caught staring. I lay out my blanket and remove my shirt, looking forward to feeling the sun on my skin. But when I check, I find that I have another shirt on underneath my original. "This is a dream..." I tell myself, and almost immediately Hulk-jump out of the valley, thinking of the Great Wall of China.

As I'm soaring through the air, the scene quickly darkens and soon I'm in the void. "This is fine," I tell myself, "I can do this all night." I rub my hands together and feel my forearms, drawing myself into my dream body. With my left hand I reach down and massage my knee cap, extending my right hand for aid. I beg for help, saying, "Bail me out. Pull me into a new scene."

A smallish hand, seemingly female, grips mine and yanks me forward. A voice says, "Hey! It's [NewArtemis]! I know you can't see yet, but we need to keep running!" I obey, and I sense that we're running through the hallways of some building.

I start getting flashes of imagery -- signs with arrows and strange, all-caps letter patterns like "ABCD ->" and "<- PQDELJH ->" (the first one was definitely in the dream, but the second is a reconstruction/guess.) Seconds later, I'm in the halls running, my vision restored. Art says something along the lines of, "Okay, you're good now," and drops my hand.

I hear the running footsteps of pursuers, so I begin floating so that I can get a look behind us. I move a few feet ahead of Art, turn around, and start floating backward. A squad of frightening-looking Enclave Soldiers (from Fallout 3) is pursuing us, perhaps 50 feet behind. "It's those guys from Fallout," I say, not able to remember what they're called. Art doesn't appear particularly concerned about this, so I figure this isn't as big of a deal as I'm making it out to be.



At the end of the hall, we take a right turn into a circulator elevator with a bumpy, cylindrical metal pole in the middle of it. I feel the bumps with both hands, and the texture is like that of a cheese grater. "You should do this," I tell Art. "It really helps with stabilization." Feeling confident, I boastfully add, "This is making my dream so stable. Try it." She laughs and shakes her head like I'm really failing to grasp something basic.

Art shifts to where she's out of sight behind the pole, and when I look around the other side to find her, she has completely vanished. The elevator doors have shut now and I'm on my own. There are buttons with weird symbols on them and I start pressing them at random. Each one lights up as I touch it and soon I feel a faint vibration from the elevator like it's moving.

I wait a long time, hoping that the elevator doors will open, but nothing seems to be happening. I begin to fret that I'm in a bad situation now -- stuck in a small room, inactive and waiting for something to happen. The dream begins to feel thin, goes dark, and my half-hearted DEILD attempt fails. I'm awake now.

Dream recall from today's nap, got lucid due to attempting WILD in a dream again as well as finally did some goals as well as TOTM.

I can't recall much about dream start, but i was at home and i was apparently sick, it was nighttime and i was watching Syphon Filter let's play, it was pretty weird in way that there were driveable vehicles and one level had the jump that was supposed to be done in vehicle, but player failed and was forced to redo whole level because the jump was done above area where level starts. Dad was annoying me because he decided to sleep in my room for whatever reason. Later i was watching another level with massive bridge and armored enemies, which supposed to be boss level of some kind. I looked at time and it was time at which i should go for nap. So i went for the WILD.
I wake up and it is daytime, i can't move, also for some reason i am in position in which my view is rather limited. The bed position is different too, and there were no curtains on windows, but i didn't notice it at that moment. So dream manages to convince me that i have sleep paralysis event. In a bit i hear sound of someone walking behind the window. I am slightly alerted for a second, but only for a quick second, then i get back to calm state again. I hear more sounds behind window and then i see some shadow figure. It breaks through the window and runs towards me. At this point i start suspecting that i am dreaming, but still can't move. Now it's not shadow anymore, but a person, i can only see legs though due to position i am paralyzed in. He starts punching and kicking me, i feel being hit, but no pain, i still can't move though so i just absorb hits like a badass until i fall out of the bed. I am able to move now, and i ask the person why he's doing it, i can't recall response but i was not satisfied with it, i looked at the person and apparently he is a midget. He decided to continue attacking me, but i just... sit down on him. He's angered and somehow manages to grab me and almost throw me, but i grab him in response too. Then he grabs in different way, making it harder to keep balance, but i respond by grabbing differently too. We continue that 'fight' while epic orchestral music is playing, until i get him into situation where keeping balance is just ridiculous, like he has to stand in weird pose on single finger while grabbing my hand, and while i am not touching the floor at all and grabbing him somehow... i am not sure how to describe this fully, haha. But i apparently win and i free myself from the grab.
I say something i can't recall to midget which was lying on the ground and walk to the window, which is not broken now apparently. I smash it with my fist and it breaks, i get through and check hands, no damage on them and left hand has 7 fingers, also they are like super detailed. I take off and start feeling wings, i fly straight ahead and then slightly to the left this time, and i fly pretty quick, i also hear sound of wings more clearly that previous time. Shortly dreamscape changes and i am now flying above some different place in the city, i decide to try transforming into a dragon again, but no dice, i continue flying and dreamscape changes again, to some kind of outdoor restaurant with a bunch of DCs, i fly above it and dreamscape changes once again, now there's some buildings. I spontaneously get an idea that transformation would be easier if i get more destructive.
I fly straight into building wall and start breaking through it at full speed, it ends up very very thick, since i am breaking through it for whole 5 seconds already, without lowering speed. There's not much light and i decide to visualize transformation now, and i have feeling of change. After a couple more seconds of breaking through the wall i manage to reach some rooms, which luckily had some light. I look at my hands and i have claws and hands are fully covered with green and black scales, it's awesome, though i didn't changed in size, i think. I try to talk and my voice has weird tone messed with something like combination of roar and some high pitched sound. I haven't stopped flight for whole time, so i end up breaking through the wall again, deciding to get back to outside, but eventually everything fades out.
I feel myself back at the bed, but all i can see is darkness, i try to shout, but my voice is replaced with sound similar to one i had during transformation, i feel paralyzed and shortly i see some black and white portrait in the darkness.
I wake up while shouting, family is in the room and they make 'wtf' faces, i respond that "that's why i don't do this when someone else is in the room, especially when sick", i get up and then i wake up properly and immediately do an RC, haha.

2006-2007

1. I go to the pond by my house and realize that there are seven mystical locations in the forest near it. The next day, my friends and I search the woods but cannot find the locations.

2. I return to the Lake. I am older when I have this dream. I notice it, and become lucid. Unlike the swaying trees and sweet water of the Lake of my childhood, it is broken and gloomy, causing me to fear a broken psyche. I tell the DC next to me to stay away from the Lake. I try to run away into a new dream scene because I know something bad will happen if I stay dreaming here. I run to a house. While I am in it, the lights go out. I maintain lucidity, but I am overwhelmed with terror. An entity creeps in the shadows. I run out of the house, and as I do, a hand touches my ankle. I go back to the lake, but the DC isn't there. I become worried. I do not want to awaken, so I simply go into the forest. All of the trees are dead. I call for the missing DC. I become frightened and run out. I stumble over the twigs that dig into my shins. I find another DC. He appears delusional. It is night, but the DC wants to go swimming in the pond. For some reason, I feel more terrified than before of the water. I scream at him, but he twists a grin and drags me into the lake. The water becomes murky and I see blood and an unnatural smile as I wake up.

3/23/13

DILD (false-WILDs)

This was during a nap. I may have lost the dream and restarted it a few times due to eyes not opening/darkness.

I kept waking up in a hotel room on University. It was hard to open my eyes in all of the attempts. I get out of bed and look at the mirror. I can feel the pillow pressed on the side of my face. As I look at myself, half of my face is squished. I can tell it is from the pillow.

I start the dream over and try to head out the hallway. I hold my nose shut and keep breathing as a constant reminder that I am dreaming. I also thought it would help stabilize the dream.

I eventually get outside and get an idea. I see a bus stop and I plan on checking what bus is coming next, waking up, and seeing if I was remote viewing. The bus stop has a long, jagged, hard top. I fly to the top of it. A bus is already there. I look at it for a second and see the next one coming. I lose the dream there.

03.23.2013

Fat Demon (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I have travelled back through time to the year 2008. I am going to my grandma's house. I'm really excited, even though it is a very important mission, because this should mean that I will get to see my grandfather again.

Outside the house, there is some scene involving a cat that seems important, but I cannot remember it.

Weird things are going on in the house. My grandfather is already dead, which doesn't make sense since he died in 2011. My grandma has a shrine for him built in the living room. I am stressing out, trying to figure out what's going on.

After examining the signs, I realize I have seen this situation before. A certain type of fat demon is causing this. All I have to do is kill him and things should go back to normal.

More weird things happen, and I remember becoming lucid. I go along with the plot of the dream for a while longer (though I can't remember any of it! I just remember being lucid for a really long time in a huge market like area). Eventually I decide to try to complete by goal of finding out the name of a girl that my friend drew. Crazy things are still happening all around me, and I'm wondering how I can focus on summoning her while I'm being chased by whatever it is.

((This was a really long dream. I wish I hadn't forgotten all the important parts.))

Had a DEILDy thing. My alarm woke me up at 6:45, then I went back to sleep. I got up at about 7:30 and went to the bathroom. When I went back to bed it hailed like crazy for 20 minutes. The power came on and off a couple times, then I fell back to sleep.

I was dreaming about being at work, and I had to go get something off one of the aisles really quick, so I ran. As I was running, I felt like there was a possibility that I was dreaming and could maybe even fly. So I jumped up as I ran, and took to flight. YAY lucid. I flew for a bit then remembered the basic task ii for this month. Fortunately the store was filled with DCs: team members and customers. I saw Alice (from the cashiers) walking away from me with another girl. I said "Hey Alice!" She turned around and looked at me, then turned into a random black girl.. weird. Anyway, I asked her "If you had one wish, what would it be?" She took a long time to answer, and I was afraid I was going to get a mute, brain-dead DC on this one. Finally she said, "I wish someone would make me my sandwich." So I grabbed her hand and said "Alrighty then!" Good thing this dream happened at work and there was a sandwich station. We went to the pre-made sandwich section, and I told her to pick one. She just couldn't. After a few suggestions, I finally picked up a tuna sandwich and said to her, "Oooo, look at this one, it's tuna! Doesn't it look goooood?" And I shoved it into her hand. Then I woke up.

I rolled over and felt vibrations right away. I waited for a few waves to cycle, then I felt like it was safe to slowly open my eyes. I got up slowly, noticing DC Danny sleeping in the bed. I didn't want to disturb him in case I wasn't in a dream yet (I still can't tell for sure sometimes in those first few seconds, which is why I always take it slow). I felt myself entangled in the sheets again, so I knew it was a dream. Then this is cool: as I walked to the bedroom door, I felt part of the pillow on the right side of my face. And I remember when I rolled over before, I rolled onto my right side. I could feel it as clearly as if I were awake and noticing the feeling of my face on the pillow, and the weight of my head on it. And yet here i was, standing up and walking around my room. Very surreal, like I was existing in 2 places at once, though I was more in the dream. Just a hint of the waking life dimension. I'll never forget it. Then I woke up.

I rolled over again, felt vibrations again, then opened my eyes slowly again. Again I wasn't sure if I was in the dream yet or not. In fact, I was more sure that I wasn't, so I closed my eyes to try again. Then I noticed that my mouth was filled with sawdust. It seemed perpetual as I kept digging it out of my mouth and spitting it out. Then I remembered that this was a dream sign of mine (and others), so I opened my eyes and got up again. But even after all that, I really felt like I had gotten up for real. Nothing was out of place at all! But I like to have that fuck it attitude when I WILD, just in case. Or else I'll be kicking myself later for having a FA. Anyway, I promised myself I'd test it out by flying when I got outside. I was pretty sure I was dreaming though. I made it to the livingroom, when I saw the DC version of my son Chris. He said, "Mommy, my bandaid is coming off," and pointed to his leg. He had some drooping gauze around his calf, and blood was starting to ooze from it. I forced myself not to tend to it, because I knew it wasn't real. But I invited him into the kitchen where I got us each a wine glass. And I told him we could throw them. So we threwthem against the wall and they shattered. That's so never going to get old haha. Then I said, "Ok Chris, just give me a few minutes. Wait right here," and I went outside. I started jogging, and broke into a run. As I was running, I hopped a couple times, and took to the air. I saw some interesting landscape ahead that I can't quite remember in detail. But I wanted to get there without soaring uncontrollably up too high, but not too close to the ground either (some lucid flying issues I have). Anyway, that's all I remember before waking up happy.

Prebed: Natty Light
Bedtime: 11:30?

4:30AM - Church Politics - NLD

There was something about church politics. An angry mob. I closed the doors to project those inside. They peopled didn't care about me so I did all I could to keep them out. I tried to lock a set of double wooden doors but someone got through. It was my old supervisor. The one I despise to this day.

I wake briefly but go right back in the dream sort of lucid but not really. I just thought of it as a day dream even though it was a full on dream.

I see D running along side one wall. There are rows of pew between us. I run super fast along the tops of the pews and and hulk jump on top of her. I grab her by the hair and slam her into a wall. I wake up.

7:00AM - #149 Vastness and Sensations - WILD

I woke briefly to take care of little man. I felt pretty good so I went for WILD. I focus on my cheek bones and chest with "I am dreaming" as my mantra.

I see a dream form. It's this strange abstract space fight. There are no stars and I am just cruising in the darkness. It's almost video game like. I see a read view of my "ship" It's just this gray saucer section with a cylinder jutting up in the middle. There is little to no detail. Really, it just looks like a hunk of metal. I am controlling it somehow and I shoot reddish yellow phasers at another ship. I come really close to a ship that looks like the starboard bow of some titanic like ship. I wonder if I am really underwater and I think of the actual vastness of the dream scene. The feeling is overwhelming and I go into REM atonia of sorts. At the exact same time as that though process was going on, I realize this is more than hypnagogia and become lucid.

I am in my bed and I all floating and strange. I can hear the alarm clock going off but I know that it is not real as my wife already left for work and I am off today. I tell myself it's not real but wonder if some how its really going off. I tell myself to ignore it since it really doesn't matter right now. I think I want to transition out of my body but I can't this time. For some reason I feel like something has a hold of my feet. My legs are being twisted and pulled upward. I feel myself stretch like taffy. I try to control the sensation and imagine my feet going to the floor but I just can't control it this time. After about a minute of fighting I wake up.

I try to DEILD but don't get anywhere so I record in my DJ and continue WILD

7:29 - #150 - Rastafarian Baby - DILD

I am next to a dry wheat field. I go into it and think we just need rain. Immediately it begins to rain. The tops of the wheat turn bright green and form a roof over me. I see through and opening where I stepped in that it is raining very hard. There are little wheat sprouts coming out of the ground at my feet. I reach out to feel them and as soon as I touch them they begin to grow larger. I leave now because I feel my space is getting crowded.

I enter some old white farm house. (The memory is a little blurry here). I wonder around the house and find my son in two different places. Both times I check on him to make sure he's OK. The third time I find him he is in some crib. I pick him up and he turns into a "Rastafarian Baby". His skin is dark with very long dreadlocks. I become lucid and say, "I am dreaming." I put him down and turn to leave.

Before I can do anything the dream goes dark. I find myself in the void and feel the dream fading. I rub my hands together. It seems to help but not enough so I rub them impossibly fast until I feel heat from friction. My physical presence become ultra real. I touch my face and I wonder if I am really awake.

Then I feel my wife in my arms. I think that since I can't get this thing going I may as well enjoy some lucid sex. I'll leave that part out.

At one point I wonder how much of this I am going to post. Then I suddenly feel that my wife is gone. I feel my crotch and I think that I am just humping the bed in my sleep. I become confused.

I have a false awakening. I find myself on a couch in someone's living room. I see my brother and nephew on a couch across the room. My mother in a recliner to my right. There is a TV to the left. I quickly enter my dream in my DJ. I remember thinking all the way back to the wheat field and running through the whole dream in my mind. Not once do I think this could be false awakening.

I realize there is some loud music coming from behind my left ear. I think there must be a speaker mounted on the wall. My brother tells his son that they need to get going. I feel sad they are leaving so soon and I slept the morning away. Then I think the music will probably wake my wife up soon. I don't worry about it because I want her to come sit with me. At that point she walks in and says something. I get up and go into another room with her. I wake up.

A stupid dream:
-Hi Sandra how are you?I said to she.
-Fine,you?Said Sandra
-Can I go to you?
-No because Im going to Roma,Colloseum-(lol)
-Colloseum?!
She did not understand and told me nothing.
-Ok Bye.
Done.

Dream recall from today's naps, got a couple of DILDs and a bit of progress with dream control.

Nap #1:

I was on my PC, playing some kind of mod of video game called Doom. I got bored and decided to replay one of my own old mods for Doom. It was going on normally for a while, but soon it was smoothly transitioning from 'me playing game' to 'me being in game', then i ran into some technical problem with game not loading properly, but i fixed it, as i got to the next level it was suddenly overdetailed compared to everything else, there were yellow and red cave walls and also there was some kind of reactor behind the gate, and objectives stated that i had to destroy it. The detailing work on that map was ridiculous and i was never that good at map making so i realized that i am dreaming, i was walking around a bit and there were monsters from doom, which were frozen in place for some reason, but before i could do anything dream suddenly transitioned into my room.
It was daytime, i recalled my goals and went to the balcony, which was already open. On the balcony i was ready for another attempt on transforming into a dragon, i recalled that behaving like one would help transformation process, so i tried to do a roar, but failed, i started to fly and felt wings again. Dream destabilized in a second and i, what i call it, 'lagged out', basically no matter what i did i was shifted into previous position while moving again, and shifting to previous position again again in infinite loop, like what you would see when other player lags out in some multiplayer games. I tried shouting 'stabilize!' but shortly dream faded out.

Nap #2:

There was scene where main character of the game Medievil, Sir Daniel Fortesque, was talking to some princess, but she later lured him into some kind of trap. He managed to get out and she attacked him with sword, but he, being undead skeleton, was mostly unfazed by attack. Then dream skipped.
I wake up back in my bed, i recall the dream that i had and then i take off headphones and can still hear binaural beats, which means i am still dreaming. I get up and go to the balcony, on the way i engage senses and try feeling objects, for some reason it was hard to move fingers and for a second i felt the bed with it(being nowhere near the bed) as if i was still in the bed, i was thinking that it might feeling from my waking body but i quickly discarded that thought to prevent destabilization.
I take off and feel wings again, this time flying is even easier and i can even hear sound of wings! I fly to the left(if facing building) and then just fly around for a short while. I decide to try attempting transformation into a dragon right in the flight, i shout 'Dragon form!' while visualizing and expecting change to happen but nothing happens. I notice that i am flying above some kind of marketplace and there are lots of DCs. For fun i decide i try something different, i fly right at random DC, which apparently is female DC, and suddenly stop right in front of her face, there's expression of shock on her face haha, then i fly away. I decide to go for another attempt at transformation into a dragon, i shout 'Dragon form!' again while visualizing and expecting the change and suddenly i feel the change on my right hand and hear weird periodic sounds that i can describe as 'crackle', i look at my hand and it's clawed and there are black scales roughly halfway to the elbow, in a few seconds it becomes back normal though, but hey, it didn't instantly destabilized dream this time! I fly around for some more time and then dream fades out.
I wake up back at my bed and in a few seconds i wake up properly.