lucid

pre-bed 9:00PM
2000MG Fish oil - (some posts suggest better dreaming)
100MG 5-HTP
Bed 10:00PM
WBTB alarm 2:30AM but I woke naturally at 2:19AM
2ish MG Galantamine (poured half capsule out on a dish and just licked it off. )
250MG Choline
600MG GPC
0.5MG Melatonin

INSOMNIA!

+1MG Melatonin at 3:00AM
+2MG Melatonin at 3:30AM

Dosed off a bit brief DILD that I can't now remember. It was a crap dream anyway.
Short WILD with vivid Rainbow colored static and geometric shapes. I haven't tripped that hard since High School!

Finally fell asleep
I woke up about 5:30AM from a NON-lucid. Something about me and another man playing with our sons. We have Lord of the Rings action figures and bicycles. Aragorn against a goblin, orcs, some shrimp like creature, and Uruk-hai. The funny thing is the action figures were actually talking to each other.

#125 FA's Brief Lucids and one Hellacious DEILD chain

I don't know how long this entire dream segment was. I feel it was probably around 30min. Maybe longer. I am not sure. There are a few memory gaps in the beginning but this is the best I remember.

Ex in-laws
I am staying at my ex in-law's house. My ex wife does not exist. My current wife and my ex's brother brother is there. There was some long dialog. Something about his birthday party. I sit and listen to the convo. I go into deep thought like I usually do. I feel dislike for this guy (I never liked him IRL). I think about why I am even here. I remember that I dream this a lot.

I remember some SP but my focus was low

Downtown event
I have a FA. My wife and I are leaving the ex in-law's house. First we were driving now we are walking. My wife tells me that her "brother" R is going to give an anniversary surprise during his birthday party. I feel disgusted and want no part of it but say nothing.

It is really early in the morning and still dark. It looks like we are downtown Webb City. There are a few curbside bistros open and large groups of people are flocking to them. Most of them are nicely dressed in evening dresses and suits. As we are walking through I comment on this to my wife but decide there must be some event going on and these are famous places to eat. Anthony Bourdain comes to mind.

I sit in a folding chair next to some woman in a black evening dress. I look around and notice my wife went into a building. I just *know* that she had to use the restroom. This woman looks familiar to me but I don't know her. I felt an indescribably strong connection to her. Like a close friend or a family member. She is older with shoulder length gray hair. She is well kept and beautiful for her age. I get the feeling that she is ultra rich and well known. In spite of that, she is super friendly and down to earth. We have a really long conversation. I forgot almost all of it. I can only remember telling her that I was really confused. I told her that I had a brief lucid dream and I just woke up. I told her I wasn't sure what was going on. I felt really sleepy still. I don't remember her reply if any.

I start missing my wife and look behind me. I see a bunch of folding chairs set out full of people and a woman at a podium. My wife is taking a seat in the middle. The woman at the podium says something about a church service. I feel annoyed. I just woke up. I am tired and I am in no mood to sit through some church service in the middle of the street. I march over to my wife. I sit beside my wife, put a hard hand on her shoulder and ruffly whisper in her ear, "What is this bullshit!?" The woman turns to look at me. It is some blond woman. She looks shocked an a little scared. I feel extremely embarrassed. "OH! Um sorry. I thought you were..."

I run off to find my wife. The shock of this triggers lucidity. I remember that I took G and was trying to get lucid.

I am in bed with vibrations.

Memory gap

I have another brief FA to lucid here but I can't remember enough to record anything.


Blanket Attack

I am back in bed with vibrations. This time I feel like a retard. I very quickly remember the dreams and how I was so close. Now I am more focused and determined.

I transition out of bed but I am unstable. The blanket suck to my head and I can't see any more. I try to fight it but my hands can't feel anything. I give up and turn to leave blind. I am thrown back into SP.

DEILD

The Colosseum - Another failed attempt at TOTY

I transition out again. This time it is better. But I am blind. I feel my way out of the bedroom. I try opening my eyes for a bit but I realize that I keep opening my real eyes. I see the dream and see the waking world. Finally I stop and focus seeing through my eye lids. Now I can dimly see. This time instead of heading to the front door I wonder what the back door will be like. My vision improves once I reach the back door and have a hand on the door knob. I try to visualize a Colosseum. I think of the line I used last time. I open the door but I see a moon lit back yard. I close the door and try again. Still the same. Not wanting to push my luck and wake up I walk out side. At this point part of me wonders If I am sleep walking. As a RC I try to float. I see me feet lift off the upper level of the back deck. Yep it's a dream. Now, I uncontrollably float over the rest of the deck and do a nose dive into the ground. I flip and roll end over end. Undaunted, I get up and brush myself off. (Brush myself off? lol) It is still really dark so I look up and ask the dream, "I need some light here" Oops I forgot to be polite. "Please." Nothing happens. "Can I please have some light?" I look around sort of wildly. I see a full moon and some stars. I try to focus on the moon but it is like looking through unfocused binoculars. It is really unstable and blurry. I look to the east and see the sun is just beginning to light up the sky.

Encouraged, I decide to fly to Rome. I "feel" like Rome is to the east. My flying stinks but I remember a trick I learned from Robert W.'s book. I see the closest tall tree and focus on the tip. I go into warp speed. I see the small focused point of the tree but my peripheral vision is a blurry mess. I sort of lose vision for a sec but feel the tree branches smack into me. I blindly grasp and feel something small thorny branches. There is a dull pain but I don't dare let go. I see another tree in the distance. I repeat the exact same thing.



I look farther out. I see a tree covered mountain range. The sun is rising behind it. The mountains look really far away. They are small and on the horizon. I pick a spot with trees and focus. I fly/teleport. Again, I grasp branches and hold on. I lose vision briefly again. I think that this has to be far enough.I let go and drop to the ground. I land hard.

I pick myself up off the ground and notice the sky is dark again. I try to imagine the Colosseum again. A huge spot light comes on be. I begin to hear a roaring crowd chanting something. I think, This is it! I pretend I have a sword sheathed on my left side. With my right arm I make a drawing motion. I can hear it come out but I feel nothing. All I can see is my shadow on the ground in front of me. I am a bulky muscular man with a Gladius in my right hand. I am in a fighting stance and ready for battle. At that moment the dream collapses.

Haunted?

DEILD back into bed. This time I give the SP a little more time. I focus on the feeling and relax. I just wait and watch like I do when I have HI.

I begin to see a bright blue blob of color. I focus on it. It looks like some sort of animation on a computer screne. I sit up and reach for it. It becomes a tablet in my left hand. I continue to watch the strange blob. I ask the the dream, "What is this?"
I hear a reply in my mind, "EVIL..... THIS HOUSE IS HAUNTED."
I become afraid. I shout. "YOU FAGGOT! SHUT-UP! NO IT'S NOT!" (faggot? really? Sorry folks, I never use that word IRL) Then I realize that I pretty much just called myself a faggot. I think about stupid it was. The dream collapses.

The Creep In The Mirror

I DEILD again and remain calm. I sit in SP again. I am beginning to realize that if I give SP some time and not rush things I will be able to see better. After some time I can see the room. I get out of bed. This time I try to focus on using the bathroom door to teleport to the Colosseum. It is the closest door. I remember the non-lucid awhile back that when I opened the door it led to a park outside. I try to visualize the outline of wall again. I open the door. Nope. Normal bathroom. I try again and the room is a black void. I feel encouraged and walk in. I imagine a Gladius in my hand and try my WILD tech in dream. I make a repetitive chopping action with the sword and wait for the Colosseum to form.

Suddenly the lights come on. I am just in my bathroom. I can see the sun coming from the window. The light is bright and warm like noon in the summer. I decide to just play around now.

I go to the sink and look in the mirror. I notice the medicine cabinet is all wrong. It has a sliding glass door rather than a hinged one. I look really creepy and distorted. My body is all jittery and wavy like I an underwater. I focus on my face. My eyes look bloodshot. My goatee is gone and I look like I am 16 again. I gasp and let out a laugh. When I do that there is this strange zooming focus effect in the mirror with the background behind me. I am taken aback. I focus again on my face. I am making crazy faces at myself. I am still wavy and jittery. My reflection give me a half smirk. It looks like someone is photo editing my mouth in real time with a smudge tool. I realize I am not smiling. Then I notice that I have a black, smoky aura around me. I gasp and again the strange zooming effect. It was almost like reality bent and flexed around me. I focus on my face once more and it looks sort of normal. I feel really creeped out and decide to move on.



I think about going outside so I look out the window. I pull back the blinds but find that I can't see past the screen. Its just really bright light coming in. I decide to head to the front door.

I walk through into my son's room. And become distracted. I see him asleep in the crib. I lean over him and say "BOOOO!" He makes a face and puts his hands to his mouth. He looks like he is about to cry. I feel really bad that I scared him. I try to comfort him and kiss is forehead. Then I wonder if I am really astral projecting and worry that I am waking him up. Then I get an idea.

I rush back into my bed room to try and see myself. I go back through the bathroom. There is breif darkness. Then I an standing next to my bed in the dark. My wife wakes up and half-way sits up. I see my body lying in bed in my right side with my legs slightly bent. I notice that MY HEAD IS MISSING. I jump in the bed next to me. It feels like a plastic dummy. It has a shirt and shorts on. I reach into the neck of the shirt but it feels like smooth skin. I remember the headless boy dream the scene destabilizes.

Concentration is Lost

I begin to DEILD again. I feel the vibrations buzzing my body. This time I become distracted. I realize that have had a long dream. I feel like I am going to forget is all. I try to think back while keeping the SP going but this much thinking fully wakes me up.

The time is exactly 7:00AM. I feel a little confused because the room is so dark still. I swear to myself that I am still dreaming but after several clock RCs and awareness checks I quickly realize I am not. It is just cloudy outside.

I was trying to rotate on the bed to the right side practicit Raduga's Techniques when during one of the attempts I fell out of bed, or so I thought ..
I really thought I had fallen, but soon noticed that someone was dragging me back to the closet of my bedroom. I immediately realized that I was dreaming so I waited until that entity that was pinning me down vanish as happened in a few seconds.
After that I got up and walked to the living room and then to the outside of the house. This dream was nothing interesting because I could barely see and I almost had to be guided by touch. He also had difficulty breathing because my nasal passages were blocked by allergy and was lying on my right side which makes breathing difficult. So I determined end the dream and woke up.

This picture is some what related

I never thought i'd post here, but
This dream i had was so powerful to me (emotionally) that i actually made an account to post it. It is straight out of my phone's memo.

Pre dream:
That night i set myself for sleep as i usually do, opened the window slightly to let the cool air come down on my warm, blood red blanket.
I took my shiny chrome earphones and wore them, a gentle push to secure it in and proceeded to plug it into my phone that was playing
a calming winter wind sound. There i am, listening to the howls of the winter wind, my brains weight fades away to the center of my body
and spreads across my back. The wind faded, I feel as if i was floating on a cloud with random thoughts coming in and out of my head.

Dream:

Stage 1:
There I am, walking with my friend Kevin towards my house, it was a very dark and quite night. I reach for this familiar looking
buildings gate and open it, the coldness from the handle reached my hand and made me shiver. Across the hall i see the elevators, but
there is something very different as i look into one of them, there she is, a beautiful girl standing between the cold, silvery steel doors as
they close. The warmth told me i knew this girl, i try to smile at her with a confused look on my face, so confused that i can feel the muscle
from underneath my eye. She smiled back and waved with her pale, soft skinny arm. I saw myself reach out for the elevators button,
it turned bright red as i pressed it, but none of the elevators came and all i heard was the sound of tension between the steel cables
and the elevators as they moved.


Stage 2:

Its Kevin, i hear his voice calling out from my right shoulder. The elevator is here. I look up to see her there, i feel that same heat generating from
within my ribs. An uncontrollable pulse in my neck keeps accelerating the longer i stare into her eyes. Everything stops, i take a deep breath and
ask if we have met before. Like an immature teenager she smiles wildly with her naked soft lips and says no, we haven't. I smile back and stared
into her blue hot flame eyes. The pulse in my neck is accelerating even faster and i feel it burning my blood tight skin, the walls around me
are falling apart and Kevin has fallen with it. The overwhelming sensation overloads my head and fades me away.
I open my eyes, nothing but dark void. Am i blind ? i ask myself, the warm orange light coming from the lamp across the brown walls answers my question.
She is standing to the left of the lamp, she asks me if i want anything, I open my mouth trying to reply but nothing is coming out so i just sit back
and observe her moving across the room. Her naked feet move across the thick red carpet towards me, i feel my body lowers down as she sits
beside me. Her soft lips are moving, but no sound can be heard, i can't resist the urge to kiss her so i reach for her lips with my eyes closed
felt her lips as i kissed them aggressively and uncontrollably. All i see is the image of our tongues wrestling in saliva, i feel her warm soft thighs
rubbing the top of mine, i inhale her peach scented hair and reach for the back of her slim neck.
The warm orange light turns off and instead, its a flickering cold blue neon light coming from the bottom of what looks like a door. The light
is coupled with steam, is she taking a shower?. I look around me and find a pink lighter and a little LED keyring that lights up whenever i
press on its sides, i closed my eyes. The bright pink lighter morph into a pink handle of some sort, but my attention was taken away from it as i hear the door
open, the same door that i could see the lights coming from. Its her silhouette and steam radiating from her body as she walks towards
me again. Nothing, but a fluffy purple tower is on her skin that is covering her private parts which makes the blood rushes to mine.
I extend my arms and put my hands on her wet thighs and feel her soft textured skin as i make my way up to her private part, her body
contracts as soon as i rub her and i can feel her thighs pressing on my hands. Blackout again.


Stage 3:

Rough powdery texture on my face, i open my eyes to see myself on a warm side walk. I stand up and notice a shadowy black
car with two men in it, drops of sweat scattered on their blue uniform as they dripped from their tired heads. I look to my left
sun burnt shoulder and see the same girl again, she is standing there in a distance looking confused. I walk up to her and wave with my heavy arm.
She smiles, suddenly yells out, i can see a vein filled with rage blood on the side of her neck, i tried to ask what, but
she turns away. I tell her to look me in the eye, but all she does is tell me to get away from her, look in my eye, look in my eye,
and with a cracked sad voice i say look in my eye for the last time and she does, she stares into my thoughts, i feel like a god,
i feel like a devil, i feel like i just found everything, i feel like i have lost everything. All ends when she walks away. I could care
less. A crazy looking man in his 30s laughs hard, his burnt black hair vibrates as a breeze hit us both and i ask him what happened.
"Two people meet, two people complete, two people drop, one walks away, one gets his body blown away." Wanna know who ? he asks
I feel sudden adrenalin rush in my body, i am scared, i feel terrified, i feel the sweat in my hands dripping away and tell him please
be it not me. He laughs again and says its her, for some reason i feel comforted, i laugh too, LET HER BE i shout and look over to see
her walk away and about to explode. In the far distance all i see is a small figure of hers, her light scarf is dancing with the breeze, too bad you're dead i say,
she throws something in the air and runs towards the wall. I feel my feet vibrate and a sudden wind hit my face, sharp dust
particles like crystals rips my skin away, whatever she threw must of been that bomb that crazy man was talking about. I look over at the worry lines on his forehead and i ask how did she know she was going to explode ? what is going to happen now ? before he could answer she jumped out and got him into
a head lock, her arms was squeezing his sweaty, slippery throat and tells me to reach out for his bag and throw it to her so
she can tell the cops, he tells me better not unless i want to die. I pick up the dusty black bag without a clue as to what i should do, i start walking slowly
hoping to see the cops, but at the same time i don't want to die. In the far glare I see what looks like a garage with four guys inside of it
i walk inside and the cold air hits me, everything is dark as my vision hasn't adjusted yet, she has dragged him here into the garage, i don't
know what to do, i want him dead, but i don't want to risk dying. I twist my arm and put the bag behind my back, i feel
an edge from within the bag pushing against my back. As i'd hoped, she gets the hint and walks to the other side to grab
the bag hoping that he wont notice us. I see a motion in the side of my left eye, it is one of the guys, he grabs her off my side and pushes
her at the wall, the other two hold me, they know what we were planning. I take a deep breath and tell them to leave me, they do
but everything turns into huge vibration to me as i feel the crazy mans shout from behind me, goose bumps all around my back
i start shaking. He reaches for his gun shoots her in the head all in one move, looks at me, my pulse stops, i say NO!!! he shoots me, i feel no pain
as i crawl into a dead position with fear filling my lungs not air, i am drowning in my own blood. He must of missed first 3 shots, but hes shooting more, 5 more shots and runs away. Is this how im going to die ? i hope that i die, is this a dream ? no it is real, im going to die. I stay on the ground
waiting for death to take me away, i know that i am damaged, i feel my left jaw numb and a sharp pain drilling my neck, my teeth are
cracking under tons of pressure, i can not unlock my jaws. I stand up, i see a mirror, left jaw is broken, my face is deformed, i know there is a bullet in the back left of my head, but i'm too scared to touch it. I feel my face screaming in pain and agony, but nothing is there,
just the muscles holding on tight. I better die, i do want to live like this, not anymore. I drop on the ground just outside of the
garage and wait for my death. Is this real ? am i dreaming ? no, it is very real, my life, is gone. a far sound of car brakes, i look up, why
haven't i died yet? its the shadowy car i saw earlier. "You'll be fine kid, animals survive that shot, lets get you to a hospital" he tells
me, but i don't want to live like this, i want to die, is this a dream ?? i ask him. No replies, he just walks away. I get in the car with
the other two cops, they look at me with a shocked face, but trying to hide their face expression. I'm holding my jaws shut gently
and ever so carefully so that i won't feel any pain. Blood drops from the side of head meet their fate with the rest of blood
that i gathered in my hand. We're here he said, i get out and see a dental office sign, sick people and depression filled atmosphere,
I panic yet once again and yell IS THIS A DREAM ? PLEASE TELL ME, IS THIS A DREAM!!. No answer, thoughts overwhelming my head,
wait a minute, a reality check is all i need. I looked at my dry blooded hands to see 2 missing fingers, i must of lost them during
the shooting, i check again, same thing, my hands are the same, i'm not dreaming i cry out loud. Everything in my head comes to
sudden stop and a very cold wind fills my lungs, i look at my hands again, the missing fingers are there, I AM DREAMING.

END: There is more after i figured out how i lucid, i will tell you the rest if you guys are interested, meanwhile, hope you never have this dream, unless you'd like one for some reason.


additional info: I usually lucid 4-10 dreams, but this dream i can never understand.

I’m in my basement at home. I go down the stairs. All the furniture is gone and the whole thing is just empty. There are a bunch of people there … people I don’t know from real life. We all start dancing in a circle. It kind of dimly occurs to me that I’m dreaming, but I think at that point I wake up. That’s all I can remember.

01-26-2013 -- [Bad night of sleeping, nothing but fragments.] I am staying at some sort of hotel or something, just a block or so from some place with a pool, and decide to go swimming. Walk over to the place and reach the locker room, only to find I have forgotten my towel and swim trunks, so I have to walk back to the hotel to get them.

I return to the place with the pool, and go back to the locker room, and get dressed for swimming, but when I get back to the pool I find out there are massive amounts of people around, hundreds and hundreds. There are so many people that they have to wait in line for a couple of hours to get in the water long enough to swim maybe a single lap. It just isn't worth it to bother waiting around. So I head back to the locker room.

The two locker rooms are very close, and while entering the door of one, you can see people standing there changing in the other, but I don't quite manage to catch on to the fact I am dreaming. I start to change back into my regular clothes, but somehow I have tons of money with me. It's all in small bills like it is tips or something, but still, huge amounts. I'm stuffing the stuff in my pockets, and it will all just barely fit, and two very tough looking guys seem to be talking about rolling me when I leave the place, so I'm trying to take my time.

By the time I exit the locker room, the place seems to be changing from a gym or a YMCA to something like a rather seedy looking bowling alley (albeit still one with a pool), and I spot a woman wearing a bikini that looks like the Princess Leia number from Jedi, and unlike many, I still don't really find it an attractive design. I slowly make my way to the door of the place, and out into the parking lot, really keeping an eye out for the toughs. I don't see them at first. Instead I see girls that work for the place directing traffic as it exits the parking lot, and I am beginning to feel safe.

Then I notice that those 'girls' seem awfully tall, and rather grim, and all seem to have very deep voices, and I begin to suspect they aren't girls at all, but the toughs waiting for me, and I decide I better go back inside and wait for a while. Somehow I have been resting my hands in my pockets, and when I take them out, one of the bills I had been carrying is stuck to one of my hands. It drifts to the ground, and I am thinking of picking it up, but somebody is following me, and I decide to ignore it. Too bad, I think it was a tenner. I hope the person who was following me is a good guy, and will pick up the money and give it back to me, but it doesn't happen.

I stumble back inside, and find the place is getting darker and darker as it gets later and later. And all the people are starting to look less and less like bikers and toughs, and more and more like demons and creatures and monsters. A couple of hours later, while I have sat there munching on some fries or something, and more and more people, including the staff have been muttering more and more about me under my breath, and it is now almost completely black, I decide I probably have to go, no matter what.

Some troll-like creature seems to want to pick a fight with me because I try to compliment his son, who he is carrying, but I manage to smooth it over. But as I am approaching the door, another three or four creatures (mostly tall, demonic sorts of things) start to loom threateningly over me. Finally I seem to realize I am dreaming, though I don't quite get there 100%. [I know it isn't real, and I can do anything, but I don't actually think to do anything much.] I try to warn them, something like "I don't suppose you can just leave me alone, and we can avoid trouble? No? Well, I tried to warn you."

I grab the first one, and a rough twist and I snap its neck, then I start grabbing its arms and legs one at a time and wrenching them so violently that I break those and disjoint them, as well. I grab the second, and squeeze it until it's head pops like a pimple, before I toss it aside, and grab for the third one. By the time I have destroyed the third one, the fourth one is backing away, and all kinds of monsters are muttering about how mean I am.

About this point, I wake up for a few seconds, try to set the dream in my mind for writing down later, and drift back to sleep, and back into almost the exact same dream. I am still walking through the same bowling alley, with demons and things cringing away from me, but there also seems to be a clown convention or something, and a woman I don't know is talking about my friend Petey, and how great she is, and how she has like 10,000 Facebook friends, and must be the most amazing person ever.

And Petey herself walks up and explains she just friends everybody she meets while doing gigs, so most of them are just bare acquaintances, and it doesn't really mean much of anything. Then I walk up and say something like "Though she does have a few friends on Facebook who really are friends, friends. Hi, Petey!" and she greets me. She then asks "What are you doing here?" and I start to tell her about the monsters, and the other lady starts to talk about the convention, and I realize she wasn't talking to me, so I turn around and start to exit the place again.

As I make it out to the parking lot, most of the demons and creatures are still cringing away from me, but one (looks like one of the Rune blood creatures from the Runespan in Runescape) is trying to start a conversation with me, and is saying something about it is too bad I didn't get together with a cute girl I'd met inside. I look at him and say "But when I was talking to her, there were only two magical signatures around, mine and yours. And since I know I wasn't her, since I was talking to her ...." and I kind of glare at him. "Uh ... well ...." and he slinks off, abashed. Weird.

Women in a Store

I was in a dorm room, but I think it was also a restaurant. It was very crowded. I had a football in my hand, and I pretended like I was going to throw it. Then a pretty, long, straight, dark-haired waitress type held up her hands for me to throw it.

I was happy to throw it. There were lots of people in front of her but I made a perfect throw over their hands and she caught it. Then she threw it back to me. I caught it, but so did someone else. I fought for sole possession of the ball, but couldn't get it. I told the girl that I did catch it though, meaning I didn't miss the ball.

I was going down the street in a car that you propel with your feet like in the Flintstones...or something. I never saw the vehicle, but that's the best I can imagine it. The only thing is that I didn't propel it like Fred in the Flintstones. I moved it along more like a scooter or a bike, but it wasn't like that either. It was more awkward.

Anyway, I passed a store with an open front. There was a man on a cell phone tossing a large, foamy, red football up in the air the way I toss a ball to myself when nobody is there to throw it to. I had passed him and stopped to check out the ball. I wanted it, but realized that it wasn't a quality ball, so I'd rather not have it at all.

Then I payed more attention to the store. I saw jerseys hanging from the ceiling. The store was packed with hanging clothes, but that was just the opening to get people's attention.

I decided to check it out, and once I started to go in, I was already in the store. It looked like Hobby Lobby the way the aisles and light looked.

There were about 4 or 5 older ladies talking. One mentioned something about weather this was a dream. I thought about that myself and decided to RC. One of my fingers looked a little funny, but I had five fingers. This always happens to me, so I always count them until I have six, which I did.

I walked up to one of the ladies and told her it was a dream alright, and started copping a feel. Her breasts were wrinkly, so I said, "Hold on." I wanted to be polite (to my DC ) and not let on that I wanted younger breasts. I left and found some people in a line waiting for service.

There were three attractive ladies. I turned their faces to me for a better look and only one was really that attractive, so I took her out of line.

I took her to a room with a table and lay her on it, then I started making out with her. It was a great kiss, but unfortunately it was the best part of the dream.

I decided to take off her clothes. I looked down where her pants or dress would be and she was in some kind of plastic case. I lifted up these latches all along the case and opened the lid like a plastic, top loading file box, but there was just more plastic under the lid. I was pissed.

I tried to take it off but was just wasting my time. I took my pants down instead and sat up near her face and made her give me a hummer, but that didn't last long. Someone peeked in the door and the DC didn't want to cooperate.

Then a man and some lady came in. I didn't want to get in trouble, so I was going to kick their ass. I went up to the lady and said, "I'll get to you later." Then I went up to the guy, but then I was outside the room and didn't need to fight him; I was still in fight mode.

I ran up to a table focusing on belief, jumped onto it, and jumped off it and started flying. I became heavy, but kept flying until I went up just a bit. I started fighting some short black guy, though it wasn't really fighting. It was more showing dominance. I asked, "How can you fight me when I can do this?" I was flying all around him, though I was so heavy, he could grab a-hold of me. Not my finest lucid hour, but it was still fun.

Then I was outside. A lady came running up and screaming. Something was wrong with her little boy, so I lay her down and tried to make her give me a hummer. She didn't fight, but I didn't really get a hummer either.

I did first consider helping the woman and her boy, but it was a dream, so I decided against it. I wonder if the dream would have been more interesting if I had helped her. Maybe next time.

Anyway, now my friend J. F. is with me giving me advice on such occasions. I asked him if he'd been looking in on my dreams. He said, "I've been paying attention." The point was, he thought I shouldn't be making people give me hummers, or at least not when they are in need of help. I was offended that he would and could spy on my dreams, but I thought it was interesting also.

I wondered how he did it. He said you take a diaphragm-and he held up some little something between his fingers. It had cartoony sparkly lines coming out from it like it was glowing. This scene repeated once or twice. I don't remember what he said he did with this "diaphragm."

Anyway, it was time for us to fly off and help the lady. We all went in that direction, but the lady had to run. J.F. and I flew. I was still heavy, so we pulled me up a bit, though I saw him pull me up from third person as I was flying. He grabbed onto the flying person by a coat, probably a coat I've been thinking about lately.

Then my dream ended.

This dream was full of inspiration of what I've been thinking about lately, including inspiration from CanisLucidus. I should track my lucids inspired by intention after talking to my DV friends. There have already been several instances, mostly, if not all by MoJoe and MrDreamsX.

it was awhile sense I had this dream so I might have forgotten a lot of details but in this dream there was a supposed shooting at my community college. One thing I want to note is the fact that my college in my dream looked nothing like the real community college I attended but anyways I was sitting somewhere, I'm not exactly shore but all of a sudden we heard rapid gun fire. I was the first to get allerted but then everyone else seemed to get the idea and started to move out of the building. I went through a couple halls then came out side. I remember thinking wow this is actually happing where I'm at. I'm suddenly outside and I see a guy who was wearing what looked to be a tan, pink and orange colored camo outfit telling people to move. Later some guy goes to this corner and says he found where the gunfire was coming from. Apparently it was just making noise and no real gun shooting occured. I go over there and I see some black object but I can't make out what it is. I'm not sure if I even remember it correctly but a little later, I'm not exactly sure what happend next but I remember becoming lucid at this point. I'm talking to a few dream characters and then suddenly I say, "wait, a minute this is a dream right". the dream characters just look at me but they also seemed to have loss their facial detail a bit. I'm standing next to some ledge where the grass is and then I fly out in the open. I looked at something, I'm not sure what it is but then I see some clock for mation on my hands. little words circles around along the outside lines and I kapt looking away and back to see them change. I fly for a bit and then nia, a girl from my old church appeared out of nowhere, I don't remember exactly where she came in at but I remember her appearing in the dream and I try to kiss her before the dream ended but I couldn't do it for some reason. apparently dream lag was the culprit like it is all the other times I tried to kiss a dream character.

Day 3 of multiple lucids in a row.

A little scary

I became lucid in my parents back yard, there was no one there, but there was a bunch of cars. I looked in this jacked up F-150 and then a kid appeared in it before my eyes. I thought for a second No one should be in my dreams!. Then I walked up there and opened the door, poked him in the face, my hand went through it like he was a ghost, and I woke up.

Dream time: 1 minute
Time 10:45-1:30
vivid: 8

A little forgetful

I am in a locker room and I become lucid I forget a little bit of what infinity looks like, so I start searching in there. I started going through the rooms and found a friend of mine. He told me he wanted to be my dream guide. I politely refused, and he got mad at me. He kept telling me what it would be like and how fun it would be, but I told him that I was looking for my DG right now. After arguing, I woke up.
Dream time: 15 minutes
Time 1:30-2:45
vivid: 9


They see me rolling, they hating, patrolling they try to catch me riding lucid

I woke up, RCed and laid in bed SSILDing. After a while my mind trails off and I am all of the sudden looking around this house. I catch myself as the story is coming around me. I am dreaming! I start walking around looking for something to do... Can't remember my major goal, I need to teleport, better wait till I know where I want to go. My friend that wants to be my DG comes around and starts telling me what to do. I ignore him and think I should get in a car! I always have fun in cars! I start getting in and he tells me that if I get in it I will regret it. As he does, the dream starts losing stability. I rub my hands together and shout "Stability!" Everything gets clearer and stable. I jump in the car and it is not moving very fast, when I hit the peddle, it just barely goes. A car swerves out of the way from hitting me. I don't remember how this one ended completely because I am in a car in the next one as well.
Dream time: 10 minutes
Time 2:45-3:45
vivid: 10


Close!

I am running around looking for cars to break into and I realize I was just doing this in a lucid dream. That means! I am dreaming! I walk up to a car that is locked and I just pull on the handle and open it (Like a Boss). I start losing stability. I rub my hands together and yell "stability!" works like a charm again. I get in the car and holy crap there is someone next to me. She starts to say something, but I just ignore her. I need to get to infinity! I start driving around. Noticing that all the cars are avoiding me. I hit the gas pedal and it just barely goes not good enough! I touch the pedal lightly and imagine it revving up like it did when I slammed on it. As I press harder it really gets going and I start flying through traffic. What to do, what to do. Oh! I can go at oncoming traffic! They are all dodging me anyways. Every single one of them dodge me, and I am going fast. I pull on the steering wheel and start to fly. I do a U turn in air and drop onto another street. This street will take me to infinity. I keep going, and the street ends at a graveyard. How did this happen to infinity?! I wonder. I get out of the car and start walking around. I can't think of anything fun to do, my whole plan was get to infinity. I keep losing stability and regaining it by rubbing my hands together and shouting. Nothing comes to mind of what to do until I see a car drive by, I always have fun in cars. I stop it by jumping in front and then open the door. As I sit down I start losing the dream. I try to regain it, but I am too late.
Dream time: 30 minutes
Time 3:45-5:00
vivid 10 (11 sometimes)

Just a strange place

Me and my wife are at this strange apartment complex and we keep going in and out of our room. There is a drawing, and this man comes up to me and says something in Spanish. I grab my wife since she speaks Spanish and I don't. The man waves her off and she just leaves. He says it in Spanish again and I tell him I can't understand.
He said "it is fine to reply in English, I understand you."
"I don't understand you though." I reply
"Well I don't know english, if the drawing comes up your name will you give it to me? My name has already been drawn."
"I don't think so."
"Makes sense to me." My wife replied.

Our name was drawn and she gave it to the man that pretended he didn't know English.
time 5:00-7:15
vivid: 7

01/25/13

Note: I have shifted my nighttime hypnosis program from one to help with my depression to one that is supposed to develop ESP abilities in the hope that it will allow for some passive defense against constant psychic / astral attacks I have been getting lately. This has a different opening image, but it should still lead to easy WILD's as I fall asleep.

Suicide by Gunslinger
I am in the sky and flying over the Nile River. I look around to see the area, the area right around the river is lush and green, though the area a bit farther away is desert. This isn't where I want to be, I know I want to have a Dark Tower dream. So I open a portal and fly right through it into a different forest… where I promptly crash into a tree. Ow… I now find I am up a tree that is standing over a clearing. Down below I can see some small robotic machines wandering aimlessly around. I remember that scene from the Dark Tower books. I know Eddie is about to show up and start shooting them. An arrow flies by my left ear. Someone is shooting at me! I wonder what that could be, and I turn around to see a couple of Templar archers on the ground taking aim at me with more arrows. I see Eddie emerge from the bushes down below and take aim at the first of the machines. The Templars apparently see him as well, one of them aims at Eddie. I don't want to let them interfere with the Dark Tower progression, so I form Witchblade into a hidden blade on each arm and do an air double assassinate before they can shoot at Eddie. As I land on the pair of Templars I hear Eddie's gun roaring as he shoots the radar dishes off of each of the robots. I see movement in the trees as I am crouched over two dead Templars. Is there more chance of Eddie being attacked? I wonder why Templars would want to attack Eddie. There is a pause, then there is another explosive gunshot. Now I hear Eddie yelling at Roland, telling him he would shoot him if he had one more shot left in the gun. This is followed by Roland yelling for Eddie to get down, and another gunshot. Then there is silence. I see there has been more movement in the trees. I am surrounded by Templars. I tell them to butt out of my Dark Tower dream. One of them asks if I really think they would mind turning this place into one big paradox. Three archers are aiming arrows at Roland. That was a mistake. It seems some light has reflected off of their arrows, or maybe it was just Roland's keen instinct… but in a blur Roland has his gun out and shoots all three of them right out of the trees. I tell them that committing suicide by gunslinger won't create any paradoxes. Someone else is trying to shoot Roland in the back. I manage to jump on top of that Templar, hidden blade first, just in time to cause his arrow to go wild. And now Roland is under cover, as are Eddie and Susanna. Four more archers have arrows pointed at me now. But now they have Roland, Eddie, and Susanna hunting them. The four of them are taken out in several quick shots. One of the last Templars standing says they will have their treasure back, and there's nothing I can do to stop them. The last two disappear. Roland emerges into the area, holstering his gun. He asks who my friends were. I say they weren't friends… they were Templars… and then I wake up.

New Confidence
I wake up in bed. The first thing I notice is that I am not wearing my dream mask… which triggers me to do a reality check. Before I can do the reality check, however, I see something standing over me. Two somethings, actually. One on each side of my bed. Both of them are cloaked figures, so I can't see any details of them. One of them is draining positive energy out, the other is putting negative energy in. I can feel the energy drain as they are doing it, my mind being filled with negative thoughts. I also have the clear thought that if I return the treasure I stole from the Templars that they will leave me alone. I don't believe that one. The thought adjusts itself to if I return the treasure and stop interfering with their business then they will leave me alone. I try to get myself out of bed, but I can't find the strength to move much. Then a big black cat enters the room. A black cat the size of a panther. The cat pounces on one of the two creatures. It is Shadow! She pounces on the one draining my positive energy and tears into it with teeth and claws. With one of them off of me I am able to form Witchblade into a hidden blade and drive it into the face of the remaining figure. The thing lets out a scream of rage and then both of them have disappeared. I feel a bit drained, but ok. I know I need to do something to create protection around here. I lie down in bed to rest for a bit. Shadow has transformed back to a kitty cat, and she is now curled up beside me. I don't feel like sleeping, though I have completely forgotten the idea I might be dreaming. I get out of bed and load up my computer. I feel particularly motivated to work on making a game right now. I think I will make a game from scratch instead of using an existing engine. I feel amazingly confidence regarding making the game, and I can't wait to get started. When I wake up I still have this feeling lingering.

Sleep – 11:05am
Wake Ups – 3:40am
Finial Wake up – 5:44am
WBTB – N/A

First Dream

I was walking home from school. The sky was cloudy and dark, like it was going to rain soon. I walked past 2 girls talking. I recognised one that goes to my school. The one I recognised told the other girl that she could clear the sky by blowing lightly. She started to blow lightly but nothing happened. Black smoke started coming out of all the houses nearby through their chimneys. I tried to do it I started blow lightly and the sky cleared up and the black smoke disappeared. It was now a sunny day. When I stopped blowing, the clouds and the black smoke returned.

The girl I recognised noticed that I was doing it and walked up to me. She asked me how I was doing that and I told her that I was just blowing lightly and it just happened. I did it again and once again that sky cleared up and the black smoke disappeared. I tried to blow as hard as I could but it didn’t make a difference. I stopped because I was beginning to become light headed. I felt really light like gravity wasn’t affecting me but it was.

She started talking about someone called Jane. I had no idea who she was talking about so I kind of stopped listening to her. We started walking back towards the school. From what I heard her say, I apparently really like this person called Jane. I don’t even know anyone called Jane so I had no idea what she was talking about. Then she said “You could be with her right now. This could all be a dream”

This got me all confused and I stopped walking. She walked on for about 5 steps further and then stopped when she noticed I wasn’t following anymore. I looked at her confused and then said “Hang on let me check”. I tried to push me fingers through my palm but that failed. I then pinched my nose shut and tried to breathe. To my amazement I could. I instantly knew I was dreaming. I got really excited by this and woke up.

Second Dream

I was watching a video on my laptop.

There was a small metal shelter shaped like a cube. It wasn’t very big. It was just taller than a person. It was painted blue. It was surrounded by metal walls about 50ft from the cube. They were also painted blue. Inside the cube there was a single bed and some broken furniture. The entrance to the cube was a sliding metal door that was made of thick metal. It had the feel of a bomb shelter only it was above ground.

Suddenly a man came into the scene being chased by zombies. He ran towards the shelter. As he got closer to it the zombies started to speed up. He managed to get inside and close the door before the zombies got there. He was out of breath and he collapsed onto the bed. He then fell asleep. When he woke up all the broken furniture had disappeared. He opened the door to see if the zombies were still out there. All of the broken furniture was now acting as a blockade. One of the zombies was trying to break it down. So the guy ran up to it, picked up a piece of wood and jabbed it in the face. He then ran back inside and slammed shut the door. He then shut 3 more doors that blocked the first door.

Next I was seeing the shelter from the outside on a helicopter. Flying the helicopter was a woman with blonde hair. She was alone and flying towards the shelter. There was about 5 zombies still surrounding the shelter but she seemed determined to get there. She landed on top of the shelter and the guy climbed onto the roof through a small gap in the corner. He got onto the helicopter and they flew off.

They were then hovering over a crowd of people in the helicopter. They were both hanging out the side. They kissed each other and the crowd cheered.

Bedtime - shoot for 9:30PM
Pre-Bed 5MG Melatonin
WBTB 1:15AM
Took supplements set out on bed side table. I wanted to avoid getting out of bed but I had to pee. Then back to bed.
4MG Galantamine
500MG Choline
600MG GPC
approx. .375MG melatonin

I fall straight back to sleep.
*many interruptions*
At about 3:00AM I begrudgingly take 1MG melatonin. That seems to get my drowsy enough. But unfortunately the visual quality was poor and the dreams fragmented. I think it was probably because of the melatonin. Still, I enjoyed some nice but short lucids but the joy was sucked away from all the trouble I had. Maybe, I was expecting too much and maybe I was just thoughtfully pissed off by now.

Gladiator - TOTY (fail)- WILD - around 4AM

I am laying still for a WILD. I begin to 'ohm' meditate but the sound is internal. I experience strong HH/HI. My head is buzzing. There is something in my mouth. It feels like a flat disc that is vibrating. Then, I see I am bitting onto a pink tab on the end of a womans white bath robe. The woman who is wearing the robe is busy doing something. She is sitting on the edge of a tub, starting her bath. She does not seem to notice me and pulls my head along this way and that. I realize what is happening and I come to slightly more awake.

That was unpleasant so I try something else. I go back to "ooooooohm". It quieting my internal chatter. I begin to visualize my own right hand holding a Gladius. Soon it becomes very vivid. I repeat a sideway slash over and over. Soon it becomes more natural to swing up and down in a tomahawk chopping action. I am in the dark void and I can vividly see the hilt of the sword with a brass ball at the end. It is not shiny and smooth but pock marked and dull from heavy use. I can't see the blade because it is more above my head. (Thank you, CanisLucidus for the sword idea!)



I begin to hear things. A solider shouts something in another language. It sounds like he is gruffly barking orders. Then I hear a pounding noise. It sounds a deep drum beat and people stomping all in unison to my over-head-chopping. Each downward slice is a beat. Boom... Boom... Boom... I remain calm and relax more.

Again I vividly hear the solider shouting orders. I am reminded of soldiers in formation for battle but I think, "No. I am in a Colosseum. I am fighting one man." I think maybe those in charge are just getting things ready and that's who I hear.

Now, along with the drum beat and foot stopping, I hear a very large crowd get excited and cheer. It sounds like thousands of people.

I don't over think things here but I just expect to see a Colosseum now. I had prepared before hand how I was going to visualize this. I thought of a simple geometric shape as a building block for the dream scene. I visualize this now. It was a simple curved line to form a wall in front of me like a half circle. Like looking across to the other end of a stadium.



The darkness parts in the middle of my vision like a curtain. My vision is very blurry but I can see enough. The sun is high in mid day. There ground is brown dirt and scattered gravel. Still the crowd is in an uproar. The booming may have stopped I am not sure. I continue my chopping action.

Soon a a figure materializes before me. Still blurry but I see a man that looks a lot like The Prince of Persia.



He wastes no time. He jumps in the air does a downward diagonal slash with his Scimitar. I reflexively put my Gladius up and deftly parry the blow. The impact sends a shock up my arm and startles me. I feel my entire physical body jerk and the scene colapses.


I try to go back in oooohming and chopping but I just can manage. I feel wakeful once more.

Eventually I give up on it all.

OBE DEILD Chains. Time unknown

I barely remember feeling vibrations but I am fooled by a false awakening. I am lying on the floor next to the recliner. There is someone in the recliner who looks a lot like me but I pay no attention. The room and floor is bright white light. It was a lot like the loading area on the Matrix. I feel pissed that I missed the vibrations and think that I did not try. "I really should have tried." I relax and do an in dream WILD. I mantra, "I am dreaming."

In a few seconds I am in the recliner with Vibrations. I float of of my chair. The room is dark (as in RL) and the dream feels really unstable. I feel wobbly and drunk. I try something that I read about. I imagine my feet becoming roots deep into the floor. I can feel my feet fusing down solid. Then I realized there was something I was supposed to do with my hands. I forget so I start rubbing them. I can vivid see the detail of the hard wood floor and the window to the front porch. There is a blue light coming in from a street lamp. I focus visually on this (Actually the visuals was really nice here now that I think about) I start to feel like a tree. I feel like I am growing and stretching. My feet come off the floor. I begin to destabilize. I feel like I was trying too hard or was thinking too much.
I go back to SP.

This time wait but I try to open my eyes. My real eyes pop open. I DEILD with mantra, "I am dreaming."

Back to SP in the recliner. This time I am scared to open my eyes. I feel my way outside onto the front porch. I realize now that the sound from the central unit was completely gone. This made me briefly wonder if I was sleep walking. I realize that I am just really deeply dreaming and feel content with that. I feel along the exterior wall of the house. I brush the screen of a window and realize that was my sons room. I withdraw my hand and tense up thinking I woke him up. I quickly realize this was silly. I turn toward the road and try to open my eyes to see. I open my real eyes and wake up.

I am able to dose off a bit before the alarm clock but I don't recall any more dreams. The clock got me.

I forgot a dream I had yesterday:

space!

I was on a place that reminded me of the island in Jurassic Park (the second island they go to) on the landing strip. Except everyone was wearing space gear and bouncing around like we were on the moon. Really fun! One dude fell over though and his oxygen tank exploded and killed him. kind of sad.

The mall again!

I was at the same mall I have been lucid in before and had lots of normal LDs there. became lucid. A little weird because I had a bunch of control I normally struggle with, I just wasn't worried about it. I didn't remember my goal and I just flew around and walked around for like 10 minutes. The flying was awesome because I normally don't, and I saw a frozen lake and started flying in and out of it without breaking the top. It was so fun!

midwife Brandon

I had a dream that my sisters were both midwives and we were all invited to a birth . I really wanted to help , and when we got there, there was a huge party just waiting around. Some dude invited me to help in the kitchen. I decided that that would be fine. He was really nice and started talking about LDing. He then proceeded to show me his lucid dreams. They were amazing and awe inspiring. It was like I lived through ten LDs. Impossible to explain them really. I left the kitchen realizing that I was dreaming. not knowing that everyone was fake though, just knew it was a dream. I was helping with the plates and someone asked for a clean plate. I flipped the plate over and flipped it upright. It was clean then. She asked if I could get her some food. I tried flipping it again, but all I managed to do was make it dirty like it was before.

If I make it to that mall again I am going to buy a nerve gear. .

I met my sister in the forest, it can't be, so i made RC and flew from that place. I flew with problems, a bit crash in buildings and then i landed i lost awareness. After that i went somewhere with a groop of people, remembered again that its a dream, and ask girl near me that i thought about the number from 1 to 100. What was it? My number was 22 - its the number of my school. The girl was thinking 5 -7 seconds and said - 22))i tried to remember other tasks but couldn't. a bit later complittely lost awareness.

Uh … OOPS it’s been months since I last wrote an entry in this thing. That would explain why lately I’ve been having so much trouble remembering my dreams. I really need to get back into the habit of doing this so that I can have cool dreams again. Yeah.

Well, I recently had a pretty cool/weird dream. It went something like this:

It starts off as kind of a third-person thing, where I’m not really a part of the action, I’m just observing the story.

There are a bunch of lions and zebras living together in a giant palace. There’s one lion who’s the king of them all. And he decides that he and the other lions and the zebras are going to destroy humanity. He sends one of the zebras to warn the humans of their oncoming doom.

So, the zebra walks up to a house. It’s night-time. The back door opens and Will Smith walks out. The zebra is like, “We’re going to destroy humanity, bwahaha.” And if I recall correctly, he has some gruesome thing with him like a head on a stick or something which I guess is part of the warning sign or whatever. Will Smith is like, “Oh no!” And that’s the only part he plays in the dream and I’m not sure why he was there at all. Oh well.

This is where I finally become a part of the dream, although I’m a random character and not really myself. I’m riding on a white horse to the palace along with some other people––I don’t know who they are. I think I’m leading everyone there. I have a sword and I start swinging it around and thinking about how I’m going to cut off the king lion’s head.

We’re galloping over this beautiful landscape with rolling green hills and everything. I think we go over a bridge at some point. Then in the distance, I finally see the palace. It’s huge and gleaming and white, and there’s a rainbow coming out of the top of it and stretching up into the sky. I’m like, “Whoaaa … that’s pretty.”

At this point I have a somewhat lucid moment, in which I’m suddenly aware that I’m in the dream and that I’m simultaneously asleep in my bed. I know I’m about to wake up, but I try not to because I really want to get to the palace and kill the lion. Alas, I wake up before we get there. Oh well.

As for dreams I had last night (or maybe it was this morning):

I vaguely remember a dream in which I was at a beach, and I acquired a pair of fancy sunglasses. Somehow, I know that I stole these sunglasses, although I don’t remember exactly how that happened. I feel guilty about stealing them, but I keep trying to justify it to myself, like, “Oh, everyone steals sometimes!”

Anyway, I can’t remember much about what the sunglasses look like besides that they have a brown tint to them, and I also realize that I can see through the lenses (and I’m super near-sighted, so this is weird). So, they basically function like regular glasses except they’re tinted. But for some reason I think this is like, the best thing since sliced bread.

Not sure if it was part of the same dream, but I recall a brief fragment of a dream in which I am standing in front of a mirror and I take out my nose piercing. My nose instantly begins gushing blood everywhere and I panic … but I think I manage to get it back in again.

… So yeah. Now I should start remembering to write these lovely gems down. I want to keep having cool/lucid dreams.

Unfortunately, I don't remember much of it now, but I did finally get lucid again. I do remember, after performing an RC and becoming lucid, I exclaimed that I was dreaming and could prove it by flying. I couldn't fly, but then my brother threw a snowball at me, and we got into a snowball fight.

I soon "woke up", and it was the stupidest kind of false awakening not to catch - I didn't wake up in bed or anything, I was in the exact same place (but the "next morning") but with different people. I mean, I didn't even "wake up"; I just "knew" that I did.