lucid

First thought in the dream, "great I'm dreaming again." I don't know what is causing this but it feels like I don't get enough sleep because my brain has been so active with dreams lately. I'm having back to back odd dreams.

This one began with me getting some cuddle time from my man, but I knew it was a dream because we were outside laying in the snow and it was switching between daylight and moonlight too fast and details about the location were wrong. We were interrupted by our friend who wanted us to go check out his new site seeing lift. He was having problems with it. We get on with the tour guide, who sits behind a wheel in it and proceeds to drive us up, which didn't make sense because that is not how these things work. It was like a sight seeing ski lift that looked like an old VW van. Anyway we get to the top and Boogs (my dude) goes to check out the warehouse there. I know it sounds weird. Why would a tourist lift have a warehouse at the top? It's a dream and our friend is a little odd like that. So the warehouse is supposedly haunted. The driver won't get off the bus, so I'm stuck watching over her. Then I hear clashing metal, like pipes falling. And dumb horror movie move of course, I go check it out. Weaponless. Meanwhile, I'm thinking the problem is ghosts, but what if that's not what is up here. I find Boogs and we're suddenly surrounded by these shadows. The closest thing I can compare them to are the shadow people that paranormal experts talk about. Or more closely, they look like the ghosts in Season 2 of Dr. Who the episode "Army of Ghosts".
We went back to our friend and told him, yeah it's haunted and then I woke up. So boring, yet true.
Dr. Who is still plaguing my dreams. But now thanks to watching an old Bond movie last night and an exhausting walk, I have other strange things fighting it out in my head.

This dream as a little earlier than the last one I posted. I took Galantamine but used MILD. Really didn't work so well but its still interesting. The lucid was so brief that I am not adding it to my count.

They Live MILD 4:10AM

I have a FA and am in bed with my wife. I hear the baby crying and she wants me to go check on him. I beg and plead with her to let me try to have a lucid dream. I tell her, "I took galantamine and I only do it once a week. Any other night and I would do it but please just let me try to dream." She reluctantly agrees.

I have another FA. I get out of bed but the house is different but familiar. I walk in the kitchen and see my wife. She looks a little like Deborah from "Everybody Loves Raymond". I don't find this odd I just know her as my wife. She is at the sink peeling carrots. The sink the old white ceramic and really deep. Some how I find out that it is after 6 in the morning and getting close to 7. I notice the sun is up and I feel really pissed that I just slept that long with out even recalling one dream. I think to thank her for letting me sleep but she looks pissed and is not even looking at me. I get a drink of water and decide to just go back to bed.

On the way I pass my dead grandmother. I look at her from behind as she walks into the kitchen. Somehow I realize that my grandfather is sitting in the living room watching TV. I really want to get back to sleep and try to have a lucid so I ignore them. As I walk down the hallway I think, "Wow. Your grandparents are back from the dead and you don't even pay them any attention. All that feeling guilty for not spending enough time with them was all for nothing."

I close the bed room door. It is an old heavy wooden door with a really strange knob and locking mechanism. All this is too much. It finally dawns on me. I say, "I am dreaming." but at that instant I wake up.

Ok this WILD was really "forced". I had started with MILD but it was failing. I just don't think it works well with Galantamine. I had several failed WILDs that began with FA's. Finally after a couple of hours of failing a waking I really had to try hard.

I tried visualizing a repetitive hand motion but it just wasn't working. I tried passively observing HI but it became weak and almost non existent. So I resorted to just focusing on my cheek bones and chest. For some reason this feels natural and works.

Gibberish WILD - TOTMs 5:43AM


This time my SubC was a little tricksy. I thought I might have felt a very brief vibration but wasn't sure. I tried forcing it and focused on the back of my neck. Nothing. I tried rolling my eyes to strengthen it. Nothing. So, I waited a bit focusing on my cheek bones. In a few seconds it felt like my head was thumping up and down on the pillow. Ah, now we are getting somewhere. I felt something like a shift. It was subtle. I tested it by moving my left shoulder back a little (I was lying on my right side). It felt sluggish and exaggerated. I open my dream eyes but I am still unsure. I do a nose plug RC and blow through. It's always a surprise when that happens.

I transition out of bed with a little difficulty but manage fine. I can see the bedroom door. It doesn't look right. Its always really dark in my room so I hurry out. I pause. We have a couple of bookcases immediately to the left full of books in waking life. This is where I placed the note for TOTM. I look for the spot but don't see it right away. The room is dark but there is somehow a nightlight behind the bookcases shining through. I notice several books are missing but that doesn't matter now. I look and find the folded sheet of computer paper. My wife had written something without me knowing what it was before hand. I wanted to add a little spin to it. I pick up the paper and examine. It looks exactly the same. I open it.

I find that I have to tilt the paper toward the light to read it. To my surprise it was just a bunch of gibberish. I really focu on it and try to make sense of it but it's just a string of letters and numbers on two lines. I thought to memorize it. I committed the first bit to memory but thought whats the point? It read something like this:

S312F65FT689SDH
FT3489FG8923VF8

That's my the password to my account! Wait no. It's not. I'm ok.

I just look at the paper incredulously. For some reason I whisper, "What the crap?.... Ah shit." I think to try and force it to make sense but really I was satisfied enough to have done the TOTM. I toss the paper aside and move on. I walk into the living room but everything is going dark now. I start rubbing my hands and thinking of a new location. I rub my hands for quite a while just walking around in the void trying to make something appear. I can't decide where to go. I lose focus and wake up.

I stay still and DEILD. I feel like I have to force it the way I did the WILD. Really it's just that I have no vibrations and I have become dependent as making it my signpost for "GO" time. I stay patient and calm. This time I feel a definite but subtle shift. It almost feels like a brief dizziness. I take a risk and do a nose plug RC. I blow through and transition out of bed.

I walk back into the living room but feel the dream ending and going dark again. This time I resort to making out with the hardwood floor and rug. I mean really making out. (You gotta do what you gotta do) The feeling of the floor on my tongue is exactly what I would expect. While I feel the rug in my left hand, I even put a leg up and slide up and down on the floor. It was not sexual per-say just really about getting as much tactile sensation as possible.

Anyway, after I feel stable I notice the room is brightly lit and vivid. I look up and see our old boxy awkward looking TV where our newer flat screen should be. I smile and think this would be something to break. I sit up and punch the screen but it's solid and hurts my hand a little. I try again with the same effect. This time I think to aim beyond the screen and really follow through. My hand just phases into it. I give up and look around for something else to break. I see an empty beer bottle on top of the TV. Perfect! Thanks SubC! I step back and throw the bottle hard into the TV screen. The bottle shatters into a million pieces and makes a really nice and clean glass-breaking sound. Satisfied I walk out the front door.

But I pause. I think, "I wonder what this dream is about. I wonder if I am in my house for a reason." Standing halfway out the door, I turn and look at the room. I was surprised to see that the room was completely furnished and surprisingly close to real life. Usually my LDs have very little furniture. The only odd thing that I see is an extra doorway where there should be window. It is completely dark in there and I think I better not go that way. Besides I have another mission in mind. (I kind have wished that I checked it out, now that I think about it)

I slowly step outside. The front porch and yard is vivid and realistic. I feel self conscious because I feel like I am in just my underwear. I touch and feel myself and see that I am right. I tell myself it doesn't matter in a dream. I want to find the TARDIS and see where it takes me. I look around as I walk down my sidewalk. Something catches my eye to the right. I see a ground level sign about 8 ft. wide and 4 ft. tall mounted on a brick foundation. The sign is light up from inside. It is white with blue lettering. I think its some church sign. I walk up to it and look closer. It reads:

FAMILY
FA MILY

I find the sign to be annoying so push my shoulder into until it tips over and crashes on its back. I hear an electronic short circuit and the light goes out. Ha! I broke two things.

I look around and see a cop car across the street at some gas station. I worry that the cop saw me and will come arrest me for vandalism. I run back to my yard and feel somewhat safe. I think to run to the back yard and hide but I figure I'm better off not looking too guilty. Then I just forget about the cop and remind myself that this is a dream.

I look up at the sky and see two moons. One is a normal full moon and the other is a reddish orange full moon. Both are a little blurred. I note this as strange but normal for my dreams.



OK focus. I want to find the TARDIS. I look around expecting to find it. I imagine the unique sound it makes when it's teleporting. I stand there looking and waiting. The dream is fading. I realize that I was idle for too long. The dream always fades when I do that. I remember the success of making out with the sidewalk I had last week so I run and jump and do a belly flop on the sidewalk in the exact same spot. I start licking the concrete and feeling the grass. But I eventually wake up.

Total sleep: 9 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs
Techniques to get Lucid: I’m not really sure about this. I tried to WILD, and when I entered the dream I was instantly lucid, so it didn’t feel like a DILD, but it didn’t quite feel like a WILD either
Recall Techniques: DJ as soon as I woke up
Time Fell Asleep: For this dream, about 5.40am

Dream Title: Finding the Dream Army HQ
Dream: (I didn’t have much control in parts of this, so Lucid will be in green, and controlled parts will be in bold as well.)

I walk into a room which happens to be the living room of family guy (I had a goal to be in an episode of family guy and meet everyone, but I guess this doesn’t count because I didn’t stay there long and I didn’t actually mean to go there.), and some of the characters are sat on the sofa. They give me a weird look like they know I’m not supposed to be here. The whole area around me looks really weird because it’s in cartoon, but my attention is mainly draw to the TV for some reason. I don’t even know why. At this point, some men come in (I think from the TV?) and grab me. They drag me away somewhere which I have no clue where it is.

The dream turns to a kind of 3rd person mode (It is also not cartoon anymore), but it’s similar to when you see a movie when they have dropped a camera on the ground, but it’s still filming. The camera has fallen next to some blunt wooden spikes which are part of some torture facilities. Along the bottom of the screen/my vision is a countdown of time that I had been here. The actual place that we are in seems to be like a mine or a wet cave system of some sort. Anyway, occasionally, I see myself being dragged along one of the tunnels. I am interrogated for 12 days, and then tortured for 13. As I am put back in my cell, I notice the angry guard dogs that are barking outside the door.

Sometime later, the boss appears at my door and tells me he has some private business for me to take care of. The dogs are with him, and they try to bite my hand but it just feels like they are licking me instead. I decide to like the dogs. The man points to the spikes where the camera was earlier, and tells me he is going to lift them so I can go to the kitchen. I do a mini jump as I realize I have a chance to escape. The guy looks at me weirdly, but carries on to the kitchen where he tells me that my job is to feed the dogs. He hands me some food which looks more like bird food, and 2 dishes which are about 10cm wide. For some reason, the kitchen looks like my old next door neighbour’s house (The twins). I begin to think that because this is a lucid dream, I need to remember details (like the amount of time I was there for) so I can write them in my DJ. The boss stands here for a while watching me as I formulate a plan in my head. I know now that the spikes are gone, and the dogs like me, that it will be easy to escape. He eventually leaves and I run outside.

However, as soon as I get there, it all becomes cartoon again. This really starts to annoy me, because after a while of trying, I can’t get it to go back normal. Straight ahead of me in the distance is the city that I was going to use to find that guy (Who may be my dream guide.) As I can’t seem to turn everything non-cartoon, I decide to teleport and find the Dream Army HQ. I turn around expecting there to be a forest there. Just my luck, it also happens to turn off the cartoon effect when I do. Walking forward, I see the beginning of the forest, but I large concrete building stands about 15m in. It looks quite suspicious and it is not camouflaged at all. However, I realize that it does have brilliant defenses such as thick walls and guards that are invisible. Stopping just in front of the door, I look up to see a lot of scribbled writing on the wall above it. Most of it is nonsense written backwards, and the only thing I have managed to remember that was one it was the only normal word. ‘Welcome.’ The door, which is more like a garage door (Like shutter that is really thick and a brick red colour), opens to reveal a soldier stood there. Behind him I can see what looks like a locker room. He quickly tells me the password and shuts the door. I realize that this is a memory test. The general now opens the door and asks me it.

“9, octopus, adventure.” I reply, repeating exactly what the soldier had said.

The door shuts again and then re-opens. Instead of a locker room being there like I expected, it is a full blown command center. I step in and the door closes behind me. The room is dark, with screens covering pretty much every wall that show maps, heat sensors and the like. Everyone is dressed in army camouflage gear, and most of them are walking around with papers in their hand, talking about enemy movement and things like that. I tell them that they have a pretty nice set up here, and that I really like it. The general thanks me, and I ask to speak to him in a more private area. We walk over to a table. I start whispering about how I have been sent here by the highest up command that there possibly is. He just stares at me cluelessly.

I have to explain to him how his command center is good, but he doesn't actually have anyone who goes out into the field, which is what I am there for. He nods slowly, but I can tell he still needs more of an explanation. I begin to explain who has sent me, this high up commander person, and I start to think more and more that she is like a woman off Fallout New Vegas.

The dream then fades away and I wake up.

Time Awake: 6.20am
Vividness: 8 or 9/15
Awareness: 9/10
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) Not including the days of torturing and stuff which was mostly a time skip, about 10 minutes.
Emotions: I felt an extreme amount of pain when being tortured, amazed at the command centre, and kind of annoying with the General that was really dumb.
Dream Signs/Tags: Cartoon, Torture, HQ, command centre.

03/02/13

Kidnapping
I am standing near a cabin of some kind, it looks like a rather old cabin, and I see there are other people around. I recognize the people from the Dark Tower books I have been reading. I see two of the big coffin hunters there, I identify them as Eldred Jonas and Clay Reynolds.

The third one I am not immediately able to place. Susan Delgado is also there, her hands are tied in front of her, she is talking to the others. I can't hear what they are saying, but she motions to Jonas to come a bit closer. When he gets close enough she spits right in his face. He smacks her for that, knocking her to the ground. I come out of the brush and tell him he shouldn't have done that. He looks at me strangely, then says I don't want to get mixed up in this. I have one chance to just walk away, which is more than I deserve. I tell him he had better be the one walking away if he wants to live to see tomorrow. Last time we met it wasn't his time yet, but now I figure it's close enough to his time to die. He laughs at me, pointing out that I am unarmed and he and his men have guns. He points his gun at me, but that doesn't worry me. I walk directly towards him. He fires his gun at me, but my Witchblade armor blocks the bullet, so I just keep walking towards him. He has a baffled look on his face as he fires twice more, neither of those shots having any more effect than the first one. I am standing right in front of a stunned Jonas who doesn't seem to know what to say or do. I say he has one more chance to cry off and leave Susan alone. There is now a gun to the back of my head, Clay Reynolds is immediately behind me.

Jonas says I have made the last mistake I'll ever make… which is the last thing Jonas ever says before he finds himself with a hidden blade buried in him. Clay clearly hasn't seen what happened, though he does notice the shocked look of pain on Jonas' face. He asks Jonas what is wrong, but Jonas is unable to answer. While he is paying more attention to Jonas than to shooting me I spin around and stab Clay before he can shoot at me. The third guy is pretty freaked out by now and he takes off, no doubt to tell the others what just happened. I go over and cut Susan free. She seems worried about where Sheemie might be now. I look around for a bit and I see Sheemie come running out of the brush, he hugs Susan and says he is so glad she is ok, he got so scared when he saw the bad coffin hunters but he didn't know what to do. He then gives me a big hug and says he will thank his friend whose name he doesn't even know. I tell him my name is Raven. Susan says this place obviously isn't safe… they need to find another place to hide. I am trying to think if I can remember a good spot when I wake up.

Ambush
I am hidden in tall grasses, and I see I am not alone there. There are four men there with me, though three of them look like they're still boys. I recognize all of them. The three boys are from the Dark Tower series. Roland, Cuthbert, and Alain.

The fourth isn't from the Dark Tower series at all, I recognize MoSh. I look around and it seems we are following some people. I look and see a man I don't recognize come running from somewhere behind. He is out of breath and finally manages to say that Jonas and Reynolds are both dead, the crazy bitch killed them. When he mentions the crazy bitch everyone looks over at a black wagon with what looks like a corpse driving it. I realize that must be Rhea, the local witch / bitch / crazy old woman. As if realizing what crazy person everyone thought he meant, the man says no, not her, some crazy bitch with a knife for an arm. Now people just stare at him as if he was the crazy one. There is a brief period of chaos, then finally Roy Depape takes charge of things and says they need to keep going.

If Jonas and Reynolds are really dead, there's nothing to wait for. And even if they're not, they dare not be late or all of them will wish they were the ones who were dead. So the group of people moves on. I can't tell exactly how many of them there are, the group is traveling in a long drawn out line. There are only three horses there. I figure the first thing to do is jack one of the horses being used by the parade of assholes passing by. But not all of them are on horses, so maybe a horse isn't even needed. Cuthbert nails a couple of horse riders from behind with his slingshot, the two fall off of their horses without being noticed. Roland says to take out as many as possible silently before alerting the whole group. He says he thinks there are about 50… now 48… but maybe we can get that number down before the real fight even begins. Cuthbert isn't waiting to be told, he has nailed two more of them with his slingshot. 46. Take out some of them silently… time to play a little Assassin's Creed with these guys. I make my way around to the other side of the path and then I make just enough noise to get the curiosity of one of them. He comes over to investigate and gets rewarded with a hidden blade to the neck. I haven't had a chance to do anything else before I hear a gunshot. Now the fighting is really getting started. There is a lot of shooting going on. Someone on a horse is taking aim at one of the boys I was with so I grab him, pull him off his horse, and stab him before he can fire. There's a gunshot and someone falls over right behind me, I look in time to see the gun was aimed at me. Apparently someone has my back as well. I see MoSh pull someone off a horse and kick them hard in the head before climbing up on the horse. He rides off in the other direction after a couple of the enemies. I climb onto the horse right beside me. For some reason I find I have a crossbow instead of a gun… but I figure it will do the trick. I fire several quick shots and take out two more enemies, though I miss the third as he turns to fire at someone off to the right. I see Roland riding after Depape, just as he rode after Jonas in the book. Depape has the bag with the wizard's glass in it, I wonder where Rhea has gone after having it taken from her. Crawled into a hole, no doubt. Roland shoots Depape through the hand to make him drop the bag, and catches it on the way down before firing two rounds directly into Depape's face. There are a few shots fired after that, but it seems most of the enemies have lost their desire to fight and they are retreating. Roland is holding the bag with the wizard glass in it, gazing into the bag with a strange look on his face as the others try to get his attention. I think I could try to snap him out of it but before I can do anything I wake up.

Lucid
Non-Lucid
Not Dreaming

Since I recently joined this site, I decided that I would start off with a more interesting dream from yesterday, also known as my fourth ever lucid dream. Let's get started.

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At this time, it was about six days from my last lucid dream. I had been doing WILD for quite some time, as well as a bunch of preparation before sleeping. This night, I jumped into bed and did something a little differently. I started out with WILD, then I went to simply saying in my mind "I am going to lucid dream tonight" about a hundred times over until I finally fell asleep.

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I found myself in a line of soldiers. Not in the modern militaristic sense, but more of a medieval sense. I think that this was because I had been playing Mount & Blade for hours last night and the world almost completely reflected it. There were at least eighteen men in the line, counting me. I could see a man on a donkey riding in front of me, holding a shortsword in his right arm. It's hard to explain, but he said something like "It's time to punish those dogs!" to all of us. We instinctively cheered in response and I teleported onto a brown horse while wearing a helmet. A soldier on foot walked up to me and said "Your sword is not right!" or something. At this time, I looked down at my sword when suddenly I obtained lucidity. I did a quick reality check and sure enough, I was completely lucid. I looked up to see that the sky looked more painted than realistic, and that the battlefield looked like its grass was from Mount & Blade. I decided to have some fun and kill my fellow soldiers, so I leaped off my donkey with my sword facing down as it landed right in the chest of my brother-in-arms. It seemed so real that even the blood was realistic as it dirtied my sword. I even felt a bit of remorse for the fake soldier. I checked his face and decided that he also looked like he was from the video game. I saw another soldier mounted up and I pointed my sword toward him. I'm not quite sure how I did it, but I managed to knock him off the side of his donkey with some sort of shockwave. He landed right on his head and his helmet rolled off. Unfortunately, I lost all lucidity after that as a bunch of flying imp-things wielding flaming spoons flew over me, swooped down, and tried to beat me to death with them. I must say, this was one of the most enjoyable experiences of my life. It was definitely the most vivid and enjoyable dream to date and I got to have some fun with mindless violence.

So, I haven't been lucid in a few days... I was a little sad. I think it is because work has been making me work late, so I knew that my I was going to bed too tired to DILD. I just thought of it this afternoon though, that if I am physically tired from work, I should be better at WILDing! So my wife wanted to take a nap this afternoon and I joined. The way I WILD is a little weird. I feel like when the dream starts I do not have enough anchor in the dream to stay in it, so I just watch. I was trying over and over to WILD, but I would slip into a dream and when I tried to move, I would only move my real body. Also note, that when I was trying to WILD a huge pain came in my head and I imagined doing eternal backflips through space. Then a dreamscene would apear, but I would wait till my dream self would move around enough to stabilize me, then I would quickly stabilize.

Date: 3/3/2013
Total sleep: hour and a half
Daytime Techniques: meditation (visual), ADA (my form)
Lucid Techniques: WILD (I use my mantra as an anchor, so if I fail, I still have my mantra)
Fell Asleep: 3:30 PM
Dream Title: Workout
Dream:
I am in an underground army base and there is workout equipment everywhere. I am very aware that I am dreaming, but I just watch to see what dream me does (this is actually quite fun... I recommend it, next time you realize you are dreaming, surrender control to your subconscious). I am jumping on the equipment and I realize that I jumped about 15 feet in the air up and 20 feet out. I know that this isn't a big deal, but the guy down there asks me how I did it. I tell him that it is because it is a dream and he tells me I should show "her" that. I take control of my body and look at my hands to stabilize. The dream is fading and I decide I didn't want to be lucid underground anyways, so I will DEILD.
Awake: impossible to know
Vividness: 8
Awareness: lucid
Length: 5 minutes
Emotions: none

Lucid Techniques: DEILD
Fell Asleep: impossible to know
Dream Title: a little confused, but dream wife takes priority over other tasks.
Dream:
I am back where I just came from, a little disappointed, but I realize my wife is there, so I am okay with that. I tell her to follow me. We go up stairs and there is an enormous room overlooking a beach. There is a huge glass in our way, but we both faze through it. We walk around to the side of the base and she keeps kissing me (dream kisses are goooood . Anyways, we get to talking about the dream itself and then she kisses me a lot and then I tell her she must have forgotten that she was mad at me, she looked stunned and ran away. The kiss had made me lose stability and when I was shocked that she ran away I forgot to restabilize. Meh, I can DEILD.

Awake: impossible to know
Vividness: 10
Awareness: lucid
Length: anywhere from 10 minutes to an hour... really hard to tell when you are having a good time.
Emotions: fun!

Lucid Techniques: DEILD
Fell Asleep: impossible to know
Dream Title: basic TOTM
Dream:
I am back at the beach, but this time I am on the beach, I can't find my wife... Think... Aha! it is cold and she went inside. The weather follows my lead as I run up the slope back to the army base. It starts snowing! I don't feel the cold, but I stabilize. I walk up to the glass, now covered in ice. Basic TOTM! I think, break something! I slam my fists into the glass and think about how strong I am in dreams and how fragile the glass should be since it is frozen. So it shatters into a million pieces. WOOT! I stand next to my wife. She is still a little frustrated because of the last dream. Still don't know why she would be mad at me.I have flashes of a dream that might have happened before all these dreams. I am still unsure of it, so I left it out. She is also frustrated that I broke the glass. She said she wanted to go somewhere warmer. I told her that you can have anything you want and you choose to go "anywhere warmer?" she says yes. I tell her that I can teleport her there. Crap! I think I need to teleport someone else, not just myself... this could be difficult. I shut off all the lights and the whole place goes dark (yes, the sky too) I keep rubbing my hands together and keep stabilizing. Warm place! Agrobah!

KABLAMPH! We are here. She thinks that I was being sarcastic about this and looks angry at me (my real wife would have been a lot happier ). I turn the light off. Happy with myself that I had transported two people, but also extremely thirsty, so I didn't want to go there either. I turned the lights off and couldn't think of any place to go. I started losing the dream and just rubbing my hands together wasn't doing it, I needed light and a place to go. I created some fire in my hands and lit the infinite void that we were floating in. She asks if I can just change the settings. I think that I could just put my right hand in front of me and create a menu like in Sword Art Online... Sword Art Online! Aha! We pop up there in all its animated glory. I start walking and notice someone breathing in my ear... hmmm. I wake up.


My wife is blowing in my ear accidentally, we fell asleep pretty close. I look up and watch the TV. It is a game where they seem to be pulling out numbers at random and ROFL pops up. The host decides to do this and starts rolling on the floor laughing. Interesting. Then I wake up.
Awake: 5:00 PM
Vividness: 12ish
Awareness: lucid (extremely)
Length: 15 minutes, maybe more.
Emotions: Awesome

I must have forgot how this scenario started. I only remember becoming lucid and then remembering.

At the Target store, I was first lucid when I was walking around the mall at the furniture section. The store was set out so differently. Around this area, I found someone interesting me. She was a girl and she was all alone just looking at the items on the viewing tables. I wanted to try and kill her but there was something that just didn't feel right. I don't know what it was, so I left that area. I also remember rubbing my fingers on to one of the viewing displays to try and get a good feel from the lucid experience.

I walked back up front to the store where I found someone I just had to murder. She was someone whom I never met before. There were a lot of people around watching, but I didn't hesitate to strangle her with my bare hands.

I walked up to the woman, grabbed her and started beating her to death with my right hand. She showed no resistance against me but after a few hits, I stopped and remembered that I was still lucid and I could do some other good things. I let this woman go and slowly walked out to the front of the store. Walking out of the store was a little bit hard for me only because I usually lose lucidity when I walk in to new areas. It didn't happen this time though.

I walked outside under a big roof next to the store. There was really no where for me to go so I walked to a group of people sitting in a table in the area and started talking to them. We seemed to have a nice, friendly conversation, until a teenage girl walking towards me sat with the group.

Spoiler for Contains Sexual Activity:

This teenage girl, I looked at her and started feeling her. She loved my kindness, so she decided to unbuckle my pants' zipper and teased me by slowly massaging the lower part of my penis while slowly working her way up. It was pretty good and despite her not so well looks, it was still a nice tease. I also remember going in to the bathroom with someone and having sex but I don't remember it well.

Dream recall last night was poor again, but remember one dream which was lucid.

At the start I'm back home at my sister's talking to her neighbours about work and the benefit system, which isn't helping them out. It's a bit of a mix up because the characters are in real life families that come to the wildlife centre I volunteer at. I'm vague on what happened next, but I think I false awoke and decided to go back to 'sleep' to go directly into a dream again - I didn't shut my eyes, just lay down and ended up in another part of the dream.

I'm vague again on the next bit, but a little while (maybe 30s-2mins) into the lucidity I decided to get tactile (even tho the dream was stable in its own right). I rubbed my hands together and I'm suddenly rubbing a girl up with a blue dress on. (Given my matress sheet is similar in colour, would this have been symbolic of me rubbing the bed in real life? Surely my body was paralysed at that stage?). Anyway I snogged the girl, which didn't really behave exactly like real snogs I've had (probably because I don't do it enough and need lessons, lol - for instance I had a 2nd date today with a girl I'd kissed on Sat last, the first kiss since Aug 2012). I false awoke from that, did a reality check - my finger never went through my hand but I could tell from the groginess I was dreaming still. I was in a clasroom tidying up. I was getting annoyed/tired until it occured to me to use some dream magic and automatically clear it up - rather than picking things up I rubbed them out (felt a bit rubbing stuff out on an image file using editing software) and cleared up in no time. Last thing I remember was hearing the voice of a teacher from secondary school, as I brought a pile of books to a desk in the corner (which looked more like a kindergarten/nursey/playschool than his classroom) and debating with him whether or not a concept was covered in his Business studies class or in Economics.

What is intriguing is that I feel my technique is close to fruition. My routine is 25 mins of meditation prior to bed - it can either be standard meditation saying an anchor word like 'MARANATHA' or, in accordance with a lucid dreaming video I did, where your anchor is pretending you're comfortable in bed and in a lucid dream saying the phrase 'I am lucid the world is vivid'. I follow this with the second video, a subliminal induction video. The tricky bit I do at the end is saying affirmations as I fall asleep like 'I will have lucid dreams' and 'When I dream, I will becom lucid'. The issue is that I was too intense previously and couldn't get to sleep easily. The trick this time, particularly this morning was to say the affirmations 10-20 times, then drift asleep. I'm not sure what worked/didn't but will discuss this at one of my lucid dreaming forums in London tomorrow. Something tells me there's one or two things that can be trimmed out of the routine, but that I've got something good going.

I entered this menthol lucid via an in-dream WILD but never picked up on the fact that I had entered from a dream. I also got completely fooled by a false awakening, not waking up for real until long after the dream had ended. Because of that, a lot of the LD is pretty scrambled, including a couple possible Task of the Month attempts. Still, this one's filled with amusing little tidbits.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #71: Fooled

I am wandering in my house during the day, thinking about lucid dreaming. I decide to visit DreamViews (on my Kindle?), starting with the Task of the Month thread.

I see a post from PennyRoyal and suddenly remember that I'm supposed to be making him a fake ID. I remember that he badly needs this ID and I'm way, wa behind on producing it. (Needless to say, this is not true!) Being on DV and getting reminded of this task I'm putting off makes me feel like a slacker and a procrastinator, so I close the site.

I sit on the floor of the living room and pick up a strange comic book with moving pictures. The hero, a billionaire similar to Bruce Wayne, does a parkour safety vault over a railing onto the front porch of his mansion. I watch the move replay over and over, thinking about how I should find a spot to learn the safety vault near the house or the office.

Eventually I decide that maybe I should just practice this vault myself in a lucid dream. I lay down on the floor of the den to attempt a WILD and instantly emerge standing in the living room of my house! I gloat to myself about what a stud I've become at WILD. I rub my hands together and walk into the kitchen.

There's a man standing in the kitchen and after conversing with him, I learn that he needs a sword. I conjure one into my right hand. The sword is awesome and looks just like the one He-Man uses. I give the sword to the DC, but he looks disappointed. He complains that "it's not a magic sword." This annoys me, so I tell him that if he wanted a magic sword then he should have asked for a magic sword. He hurls himself on the ground and throws a massive tantrum, bawling, rolling around, and kicking his feet like a toddler. (This may have been me granting a DC a wish, but I do not remember properly asking the question, so I will not count this as a Task of the Month completion.)



Annoyed, I walk away from the DC. I look for the note that I left myself for TotM. I don't know whether I find it, but the dream destabilizes somewhere inside the house and I have a false awakening that puts me back lying on the floor of my den. I think about writing the dream down, but I'm distracted when I look over at our couch and have sexy thoughts about doing stuff with Wife on it. I'm surprised by how vivid my imagination is right now. I vaguely remember consuming menthol, but when? (I had peppermint tea at WBTB.) Is menthol why I'm thinking about happy happy fun time?

Then I have another memory of recently eating popcorn. (Also true, right before bed.) I realize that I have one of those annoying little popcorn hulls stuck between my two front teeth. I absentmindedly conjure a box cutter into my right hand and use it to pick the hull out of my teeth.

I finally remember to write the lucid dream down. I open up some sort of notebook to write the dream down but it's just filled with Wikipedia pages. These Wikipedia pages contain hyperlinks that respond to my touch, so I surf around for a while reading about stuff. I think about how much you can learn these days without even talking to anybody. I wonder how we introverts used to learn before the internet. Oh yeah, I think, there were always books. I happily surf Wikipedia for a while, and I remember nothing after that.

The setting was old historical, renaissance I think. There were many people in the room, but I couldn't see all of them for whatever reason. I just knew there were people behind me, but I couldn't see them.

My family in the dream was seated at one end of this huge table. My brother and I sat next to each other on one side and our mother and father on the other. We were at the castle because our parents had begged a word with the prince. The prince sat in a throne against the wall closest the head of our table, where we were. His people stood on both sides of him and near the exits of the room. I got the sense that the people behind me were his too.

Father began speaking to him of a child that was his in our family, my brother to be exact. He said he would no longer raise the child as his own because it wasn't. The prince should take him.

The prince declined saying what good is the son of a common woman. Did my mother think she was the only common woman to bear him children? There were many children in this kingdom from the prince's loins, but he would not lay claim to any. All women should thank him for blessing them with his seed.

Mom shrieked at him. Begged him to take my brother and give him work or teach him something. The prince wasn't having it. He ordered for us to be killed.

We ran, all of us. My parents pushed away my brother saying no, he's not coming, let him to die. That's the way they said it, let him to die. I grabbed hold of my brother's hand and looked him in the eye. I said, "You're still my brother. You will always be my brother. I don't care whose son you are."

Together we ran, nearly tripping over things our parents had thrown down behind them.

I was in the old grocery store from my hometown with my brother, whom I had not seen since I was 18. He's been away for a long time, but he was there in the dream with me. We were buying a few things to go home and make a meal. I could see the isles very clearly and the items on the shelves. I can remember the cute little blonde working the register as we got ready to leave. I went ahead to the car. While I was in the parking lot, a starving white tiger snarled and came out from behind one of the parked vehicles, a white van.

I knew the tiger was hungry and looking for its next meal and found me. I backed away, putting a few of the vehicles between it and I, to where it couldn't see me. I wasn't stupid, I knew it could hear and smell me, but I knew it was important that it not see me getting away as I edged nearer the building.

The tiger rounded the corner and growled. As it began to circle me, I turned with it, keeping my back away. I made a lot of noise and acted bigger than it was, thinking maybe it would work like with bears. I knew it was too hungry to care, but I had to try something to keep what was sure to come from happening. But no, the tiger stood on its hind legs and swatted at me and I kicked it. So help me, I was fighting a friggin' tiger. Nobody was trying to help me, everyone was tucked away safe, except me. I remember thinking that very clearly. Followed by some not so nice thoughts about all those people, who were standing there recording it on their phones. I don't even think anyone called for help.

Anyway, there I was fighting this tiger. Yes, FIGHTING! A tiger! I remember thinking of all the stupid things I've done in a dream, this is the most exciting. It gave me strength. It kept me going. The tiger clawed up my leg pretty bad and decided to pounce. As it was airborne, I dropped to my back and pulled both my legs up ready to kick it. Time slowed. And I nailed it. Knocked the wind right out of the poor thing and me too. Even emaciated, it was huge, but I remember thinking the paws were too small.

I was able to think logically within the dream, but certain aspects of the dream were totally unrealistic, like being in the same old grocery store that had closed down, a white tiger in small town Tx, and me winning a fight with a hungry tiger.

i had a 9 h sleep and 4 DILDs last night ! they were all very short ( max 1 min ). my mean is 2 DILDS per week and usually very short.

the first one i got lucid after a DC said « what if this is dream ?». i asked him to remind me again in next dreams , but he didnt so far



i was in bad shape ( insomnia, being harsh to my self for not noticing clear dreamsigns...and so on ). previous night i slept for 3,5 hours, then insomnia came and i spent the rest of night trying to WILD and giving up to hypnagogic hallucinations.

i changed my atitude last night, i decided to focus on dream recall ( this was my first goal when i started LD ) so not to put much pressure on myself, and tried a dzochen technique ( fall asleep while imagining the A letter on the centre of the body ) depicted in «dream yoga and the practice of natural light».

Also during my day i was more aware ( counting footsteps when walking, counting breaths when quiet, starting from zero after some count or situations like doorways; for short periods, imagining everything as if i was lucid dreaming ). it makes a lot of sense to me that if i just go by daydreaming, lost in thoughts and not noticing life around, this mindset is carried into sleep too. i wonder if you can be a good lucid dreamer without lucid living..may be but i don't want that to myself..i want both

today i will do the same thing, without expecting the same results ( which is already a challenge in itself )

I was waiting outside a bank and I knew there were people inside for whom I was waiting. One of them came out to wait with me. Dream me recognized him as a friend, but I had never seen him before. A short walk away was a multilevel mall and I decided to go there. He followed me, ranting about how the others would be out soon and we shouldn't. I told him I had to, there was something strange. It's hard to explain how the levels were, but the top floor was on level with the bank outside and the bottom floor was on level with the street. When we came in from outside there was a clothing store with lots of futuristic clothing in reds, blues, silver, and black. I got a very distinct impression that greens were rare and expensive. Fire alarms started wailing. He and I exchanged a look, he knew I had already made up my mind. We went forward making people go to the back exit, where we had just come from. Store by store on the second level, we cleared each for signs of life. Smoke began drifting up the stair case. It was dirty grey in color with a greenish yellow tint. We went down the stairs calmly. The smoke didn't seem to bother us much at first. We split up to clear the stores on the bottom level. We kept getting the people to go toward the back exit because we couldn't identify where the fire was, but the smoke seemed to be coming from the front exit. The last stores to check were in the front and we found a few people, a woman passed out and a child hiding in a clothing rack. It didn't make sense that they didn't get out, so close to the exit. He carried her and the child held my hand as we walked out the front, never finding that fire. The smoke had been so thick in the front that we were all coughing as we came out the doors. Our friends were already down here waiting by the truck. They had gone around.
As we were driving around in this old pickup, the five of us, I began noticing that there wasn't any grass, not even the little strips you usually see in the cities. There was still a KFC's however. Annoyed, I rolled my eyes as we headed into the tunnel. A tunnel that was in the middle of a housing district, nice houses at that. It was dark and traffic seemed to be backing up as we got to it. The artificial rains had began on the other side. Artificial because there were no trees, no plant life.
Jake, the driver, had left his window down. There was no clean smell like you get after a real rain, just the smell of car fumes. He said he'd roll up the window once we were really in the tunnel. Bees were in the tunnel with us. They didn't like the water. They flew in through the open window and began to sting us. One of the women with us died before we could scramble out of the truck. We managed to get out of the tunnel, but we couldn't go back in for people because there were too many cars piled up in the middle and toward the other end. All we could do was run. There were swarms chasing us, huge, unrealistic swarms. We headed into one of those nice houses, kick door style. The lights were on, but nobody was home. The bees followed us. There were only three of us left. We ran all over this house, which felt like more of a maze than a house. Jake was swatting at them with a shower curtain and I told him, "That's it. Turn on the water. They don't like the water!" So he did and he started spraying them. I ran to the kitchen and turned that sprayer on and we just kept spraying the bees as they came near us. Soon all the bees that had chased us were down and we congratulated ourselves. Just me, my male companion from earlier, who I understood was my partner, and Jake, who looked an awful lot like Ernie Hudson.

Pre-Bed MD 2020

Woke to WBTB at 3:30 but I had a headache and just wanted to sleep. I thought I could at least set my intentions and do MILD but never got that far. I ended up with a random DILD anyway. I think I was barely lucid in this one as my mind wasn't very critical of the dream.

Catfish? 4:40AM - DILD
I am walking around in some familiar woods. (I think this is one of those locations that exist in only in dreams but I visit often) I am enjoying the peaceful quite and time to myself. I start thinking about some youth minister that was here before doing some cool tricks and claiming it was the power of God. I start doing the same tricks on my own power. I start hovering and walking up trees. Every one in a while a strong wind would lift me up like a kite. Something was very familiar about all of this but I don't get it yet. Then, while walking up a tree I think that he must have had a line attached to him. Then I wonder how I am doing it with out a line and I slowly become lucid. I fly up and over a small river. Flying is difficult so I make swimming motions and that seems to work. I stay low to the ground to have some visual reference.

*memory gap*

Somehow I end up in some sort of enclosed dock. I am walking along and an old fisherman falls in the water but as soon as he does he turns into a very small skeleton of some sort of turtle like creature. I keep walking. There is a container of icyhot on the dock next to a boat. The boat is full of water and has little turtles in it swimming around. I kick the icyhot and a glob hits a turtle. There is a fizzing sound and the turtle turns all white and floats up on its back. I find this interesting so I do the same to the other turtles. I feel bad that I killed them all so knowing its a dream I use expectation to make them live again. They all flip over and swim away.

I get in the boat. The water is gone now. I hear a kitten meowing desperately. I look next to me and see a fishing pole and a net. There is something in the net. I look closer and expect to see a fish but the meowing get louder. There is a kitten with a hook in it mouth. The line is connected to the pole. I start to pick the kitten up and take the hook out but I know it will freak out and scratch me. Even dream pain cad be bad. I pause and look at the kitten. I say, "I know this is a dream. And since this is a dream you will not scratch me. You will be still and let me take the hook out." I pick the kitten up and find the hook in its mouth. I feel so bad for the kitten and wonder how this even happened. I thought maybe the fisher man was using shrimp or something similar. This poor kitten was just hungry and got a hooked in the mouth. Luckily the hook wasn't very deep. I say, "OK. Now the hook will just easily come out without hurting this kitten." The hook falls out into my hand. I let the kitten go and look at the hook.

Somehow I am outside of the dock building thing. I see CM from work. She is working outside with her husband who is splitting logs. CM says something. I float up and get ready to fly away. I ask her why she killed the fisherman. I don't remember her reply but I know it as an admission of guilt. We continue conversation that I can't remember. I basically said that I will have to tell the police. I know that will mean testifying in court and explaining why I was here. I'll have to try and explain lucid dreaming and everything. I am not looking forward to that.(I must have been losing lucidity some)

I try to fly off but I feel stuck in the air. I kick off the building but barely move. I make swimming motions but it doesn't work this time. Then my lucidity come back stronger. I remember point to point flying. I focus on a tree far way for a few seconds and then ZOOM. I fly at an incredible speed. Before I reach the first tree I focus on another. My speed increases. And I focus on the next tree before I reach that. I continue switching focus to keep myself flying. I laugh and feel giddy. The speed is incredible but I quickly lose visual reference. All the tree become a blur. I try to focus on just one tree to stop. I am losing it. The dream is fading. I try to visualize a tree but it is too late.


I find myself sitting at a dinning room table. J, my brother in law in to my left. He is being loud and looking at a TV. It sounds like some football game. I look to my left and see my wife next to me. I wonder how the hell I was just flying in a lucid dream while sitting at this table. I feel like I was hearing him the whole time in my dream. I think about it all of this and start to regain lucidity. Then, my wife loudly whispers in my ear. "I like it when they are drunk." For some reason this jolts me awake.