lucid

Pre-bed 5HTP 100MG
Bedtime 10:00PM
Trouble sleeping - 5MG Melatonin
WBTB 2:30AM
4MG Galantamine, 250MG Choline, 300MG GPC, 1.25MG Melatonin
Insomnia!
3:00AM Took additional 5MG Melatonin, 300 GPC
SSILD/WILD/Meditation
Finally asleep around 4:00AM

119 The Bike Ride DILD

I am walking down a street downtown behind some people. I see a woman in a blue dress walking quickly past me. She is on her cell phone and looks like a business woman. I think, "Gee working at the office on the weekend?" Then I remember its Friday morning and become lucid.

I walk fast around the people in front of me for some reason. I look around at the scene. The details are blurry. I think about the basic TOTM and want to ask them to guess my number. I slowly turn around and wonder if the scene would change on its own but when I do the dream destabilizes.

I keep from waking up by visualizing a motion. I quickly decide cycling. In a few seconds I am back in the dream on my bike. I can feel the breeze and smell the fresh air of outside. I never have smells in dreams and am surprised at this. I don't see any DCs now. The bike ride feels really good. I can feel my leg muscles stretching and working. I think how its been too long since it got cold. "Oh yeah, It's still a dream." I come into some traffic. I feel exhilarated and triumphant. I run into the traffic to let the cars try to hit me. I see a white SUV come my way and then swerve. I yell, "What's up bitches?" The dream fades.

Again I DEILD by visualizing peddling. I find that I am just lying in my bed peddling in the air. I think I am probably still dreaming but I wonder if I will wake my wife. Then I hear some very original music. It sort of sounds like a pop song but the words are garbled. I am intrigued by it. The music is very moving and extremely enjoyable. I feel joy and exhilaration. I begin to sing to it. I realize my words are garbled and change to humming. I wonder if my wife can hear it in real life. ( I cannot even begin to remember the song now... sad)

I feel SP now and I get out of bed with very little trouble. The room is dark and I walk to the bedroom door. I pause and try to think of ancient Rome. I know its Greek but the first image I get is the Parthenon.



I think that maybe it's close enough for a gladiator fight to get TOTY. I expect to see it when I open the door but its just my house. I walk to the dining room and bump into the table. It's totally dark in here but somehow I made the light in the bed room come on by thinking how I need to see. I can see the light coming from behind me but it's not enough to see in the room.

I can't see my cat but I hear it hiss at me. I reach for it and feel fur and then pain. I squeeze it and move my hand. I feel a giant lump of fur attached to my hand for just a few seconds then it vanishes. I become scared and whimper a bit. I quickly compose myself and yell at the cat. "STOP IT, STUPID! ... I am going outside."

I walk to the front door. I try to picture a new scene but come up blank. I wake up.



I have some wakefulness still so I move the to living room recliner.

I have several DILDs but wake almost instantly. Some I forgot.

120 Rainbow Demon WILD

I am in my recliner I have SP. I hear my wife walk into the living room. She says something sexy and then climbs on top of me and straddles me. She pins my hands above my head by the wrists. When I look at her she turns into the rainbow fractal demon. I freak out and push it away. This time I notice there aren't really any fractals incorporated. It's just humanoid shaped and dark. The rainbow colors remind me of how a soap bubble shows color in the sunlight. It's just on the surface and enough to give it definition and detail.

We are now just sort of floating in the void together. I think, "Hey its a DC I'll do basic." I see it sort of far away and ignoring me. It is turned to its left and appears to be playing Opossum. I know this and go ahead and ask, "Guess a number between 1 and 100."
It replies with my wifes voice, "Um 69." (Whore)
I almost laugh at this. "Nah, it was 50."
I wake up

Try to DEILD but have DILD.

121 Horrible Contractors DILD/DEILD

I hear a noise like a large diesel engine outside and get out of my recliner. I open the door and stand in the doorway. I see some Mexican men working in my yard. They are doing construction. I wonder why they would wake me at 5 in the morning with there construction work. One is pushing a wheelbarrow and the other is on my porch with some strange looking red thing with wheels. It almost looks like a barbecue pit with wheelbarrow handles.

I am pissed but I realize I am staring at them with a hammer in my hand and wearing only boxer briefs. I don't look at it but I vividly feel there is a hammer in my right hand. Embarrassed, I walk back inside. Then, I think, "Wait. I might be intimidating right now.Maybe I can chase them off." I go back outside and see two cars are somehow parked on my porch. I don't see the men so I walk into the yard. "They better not be working on MY house." I look and see some roofing material on my roof. "Well I guess if they want to. I need a roof." I walk around to find the men and say, "Oh yeah. This is a dream." Everything fades to black.

I DEILD perfectly and get up out of the recliner. I am much closer to the door now so I easily step outside. Again I am shocked to smell the air. It's like rain. I wonder if am just sleep walking. I realize my eyes are closed. I cautiously open them. I see some distortion then it clears up. I am on the front poach. Again I feel like I am in my underwear. I really hope this is a dream because this might get embarrassing. I step off the porch but notice I am hovering. I laugh. I slowly float to the ground. Then, I jump up high. Then, I float back down. I feel bored now but I remember the advanced TOTM. Fireworks. Its hard to explain but I sort of clap/rub my hands like I am starting a fire with flint and steel. I see a bottle rocket shoot forward and make a little pop and some yellow color. I do it several times again. Then, I decide that I really want a big show. I look up and do one big clap. I see a giant red explosion. Then a green. All typical fire works. Then I get a nice surprise. The color of the next few explosions turn into rainbow streaks. But the odd thing about it was that is looked really 8-bit and in straight lines.

Similar to this. I think of it as 8-bit because the lines looked dotted.



I laugh and dance around in the glow of the fireworks. I feel like a child. I begin to sing some children's song (I can't for the life of me remember what it was). I realize my voice sounds like it did when I was a young boy. I wake up.

01/17/13

Great Wall Graffiti
I fly to the moon in my Fire Valkyrie as described in my hypnosis program. I land and wait for the dream to stabilize before focusing on what I want to do. I remember I had been planning on doing one of the tasks of the year from DV. The task, "China (Asia) - Vandalize the Great Wall of China. Defend yourself against authorities using Kung Fu." I have decided to graffiti the Great Wall of China. This is the only plan that comes to mind at this time, so I focus on a portal to get to some part of the Great Wall of China. The portal opens and I go through. On the other side I find I am standing near the base of the Great Wall.

It is an impressive structure, and there is plenty of room for my graffiti. So I think about what I want to leave there… I decide that since multiple dreamers will be trying to get to the Great Wall, maybe I can leave a message… something simple. I get some spray paint out and create some rather decorative graffiti that reads, "YOU ARE DREAMING!" It takes a surprisingly short time, and I remember the other part of the challenge… to fight off the authorities using martial arts. But no authorities have arrived. I decide to take some more time to wait for them, so I add another message a short distance along the wall. This one reads, "QUESTION REALITY!" in big block letters. Where are the authorities? Isn't someone going to tell me to stop? Bored, I spray the symbol of the Assassins from Assassin's Creed.

No one comes. I add the words, "NOTHING IS TRUE, EVERYTHING IS PERMITTED." beside the symbol. No one comes. I am now thinking of all the other ways I could be using this lucid dream. Will this even count without the authorities showing up? Maybe I should get a phone, call, and report myself… Then I see there is someone watching me! Yay! Someone to beat up! But they don't look like authorities… and I don't think they really care that I'm putting graffiti all over the Great Wall of China. When I get closer I see they are Templars. Great. Will it count if I beat up a bunch of Templars using martial arts? One of them says I have something they want back, and unless I want to lose something I care about I will return it immediately. I can't remember stealing anything from the Templars, but I want to trigger a fight. So I tell them to come take it from me. They attack me. I find I can fight with the skill of Ziva David off of NCIS, kicking each of their asses as they close in on me to attack.

One of them is shooting at me, but I remember that I am supposed to use only martial arts… so I go for cover behind a rock and then suddenly jump from behind it to attack the shooter as he gets closer. I kick the gun from his hand and then kick him in the groin, which is clearly very painful. Others are shooting at me, too. But one of them says no shooting, they might hit the device. I don't know what device they mean, but it results in them not using their guns any more. So I kick the rest of their asses in typical Ziva David style, walking away from them as they are on the ground either in pain or unconscious. I don't think I killed anyone, but that is ok… as long as they're hurt… I look back at the graffiti on the Great Wall of China. Still no authorities have arrived. Just Templars. If it counts, great, if not, I'll do it again later. I wake up.

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Hi all,

For my first dream journal post I thought I would post one of my craziest lucid dreams. This dream was wrapped up in so many metaphors and symbolism for different parts of my life and mind that I literally feel like I took a walk through my mind the night I had it. Most of the other lucid dreams I've had have been far shorter and much more subtle and impressionistic but this lucid dream was definitely the longest, and darkest of all I've had.

I'm not sure if it would be considered lucid or 'semi-lucid' as while I was fully aware of the fact I was dreaming I was still afraid of certain things in the dream that, had I of been fully conscious I would have known couldn't hurt me. I also had many moments of doubting myself and thinking that maybe I wasn't dreaming and maybe I'm awake. Anyway, you decide for yourself.

On to the dream...

It started out as a nightmare, I can't remember much about what happened before I went lucid only that in the moment my mind decided to let me know I was dreaming and 'woke me up' so to speak, I found myself in a giant black room filled with darkness and death and basically everything horrible my mind could conjure up. The room wasn't so much a 'room' as such, but more like a space that seemed to go on forever.

The space was filled with all sorts of bad things everything from demons and dead bodies hanging to negative people in my life that I've encountered. I didn't particularly feel threatened by anything, like what you would in a non lucid dream, I wasn't thinking 'oh god that demon is going to eat my eyeballs as his entrée' but more like 'make it go away, I don't want to look at it any more' This is what I mean when I say I don't think I was fully lucid as while I knew nothing was physically going to hurt me, I still didn't have the control to change what was occurring.

Anyway, I was trying really hard to make all this bad stuff go away and make things happy but I just couldn't do it. I began to have a full blown freak out, soon after this is where I began to doubt myself and for some reason I started to think that maybe I wasn't dreaming and maybe I was just going insane. Going insane has always really scared me so I started to freak out even more wondering why I couldn't control what was happening or even wake myself up.

I became so desperate to wake myself up that I started screaming out to my boyfriend at the time (who was lying beside me) to wake me up, hoping I would say it in real life and he'd hear me. Obviously this didn't happen.

After a while, I gave up trying to get out of the dream and instead tried to focus all of my energy on trying to make something appear that would help me or tell me what to do. I closed my eyes and focused and when I opened them a man sitting in a therapist chair appeared.

The man was sitting, waiting for me in classic therapist manner (one leg crossed, clipboard in hand ready to make notes) and he looked a little like Steven Spielberg. Since apparently everyone we see in dreams we've seen before there is a chance maybe the therapist actually was Steven Speilberg (haha!)

I sat in the chair in front of the therapist and told him frantically that I wasn't sure what was going on, I thought I was going insane, that I didn't know why I couldn't control anything and that I couldn't make it go away. The therapist told me that I couldn't control everything, that I just had to stop fighting it and embrace it and that I would find out more later.

This conversation went on for a little while before I ventured off into the vast darkness, still quite terrified although wanting to take the therapists advice, I tried to embrace it, I tried to let go of my fear. I kept walking and the darkness began to transform into a beautiful dream landscape. Bright colours, patterns, like something from an acid trip. I was literally bouncing off the walls and floating.

Soon after this moment of psychedelia the colours began to change back into more natural colours and everything started to look more real again. I looked ahead and the landscape transformed into my old primary school assembly hall. It was like walking back through a memory and I could see the childhood version of myself at assembly. I examined myself for a second before I went up to child me and hugged myself. I felt at peace and happy, like I had reunited with a piece of myself.

Then my childhood self turned into some kind of tiny demon and started attacking me, I couldn't get it off me so I bit it's throat out and ended up waking up panicked and scared.

At the point I realized I was dreaming and became lucid, I tried playing some basketball and jumping high and stuff like that. I got bored though, I wanted to do something more spectacular...

I jumped backwards but up (moving up towards the sky, looking down on earth), in a tremendous speed. The jump made me fly off earth. I could see earth getting smaller and smaller, and small white stars would suddenly start too surround me. Suddenly, I totally let go and just fell, in space, down. Straight down. And I let go. Falling further and deeper away in space. Faster and faster. As we know, there is no gravity in space, but tonight, in my dream there was :-) I fell, and let go. It was an amazing feeling, just amazing. I remember that as I fell there was like ambient music playing, beautiful tones that made the whole thing better, calmer, and more relaxed. Faster, deeper.

I could have done something, tried something, but the thing is, it was amazing to just LET GO.

Smoothly everything got vaguer, and I woke up, totally amazed.

I've hade other lucid dreams, intense once. But this, tonight, was the most amazing fucking experience I can ever remember having. Far better than any trip, dream or other feeling that I can remember having :-)

January 15, 2013

Lucid Dream

I was walking down the street in my friend's neighborhood, it as night at around 11pm as I remember looking at my phone for the time. As I was walking back to my friend's house there was an old man walking into his house and he yelled out to me, something like “Hi, hope you have a nice day.”. I turn around and shout back, “Thanks, you too, and sweet dreams.”, and at this point I think I became somewhat more aware of the dream once I said that but it did not make me lucid at this point. As I turn around and continue walking, like I said before I was more aware of my surroundings, I noticed what a beautiful night it really was. All the houses in the distance were shrouded by a light foggy mist with a really blue color, and I remember looking in the sky, it was a darker blue but the stars were out and plentiful. I love admiring the stars so I kept my eyes on the sky as I kept walking, and then something happened which caused me to become lucid, the stars started forming constellation lines between them. I could not make out any of the constellations but there were plenty of lines connecting the stars and I was so not-normal that I knew it had to be a dream. I did not even RC, I was convinced at this point and looking at the sky I wanted to fly, so I jumped way up into the air. A part of me was like “why did you do that!” because the last couple times I tried to do something like flying right of the bat the dream would end, but the other part of me was just staying calm and enjoying it and the dream did not end up ending right here . I wasn't actually flying, I just jumped around 100ft into the air and did a little flip at the top before starting to fall back to the ground, this happens to me a lot. So, as I reached the ground, I don't know what possessed me, but I just lifted my hands up and wanted to make and explosion go off in the distance, which it did. About 3 explosions go off, and I remember being amazed at the lighting on all the houses and even myself, but then the explosions jut disappeared once I stopped paying full attention to them. I still really wanted to fly, not just jump high but actually fly. Realizing that I have had good control in the dream so far, I set out to try it again, I jumped way up into the air with my mind focused on not stopping. This is where the dream got interesting, I was flying alright, but really fast and before I knew it I was skyrocketing out off the Earth's atmosphere into space. I just went with it as I kept going and going, it was almost like I was on a ride, I was just sitting back admiring the view of flying through space. I remember looking back and there was this huge red open portal thing behind Earth, I did not pay much attention to it. At first, there was a lot of colors everywhere, but after awhile everything started getting blacker and blacker with nothing to see. Well, that went on up until I noticed I was approaching something, it was the red portal again, but it was in-front of me. I was not stopping so I flew right through it and it took me back to where I started, right outside of Earth where the portal was to start with. I was confused at the time and something was telling me that I was in a parallel universe where time went backwards and I even had like a vision of some people walking backwards and everything. I can't remember exactly how it ended, but the rest of the dream is unclear to me.

01/16/13

Detta Walker's Rage
I am in my Fire Valkyrie heading for the moon. I land on the moon and get out, waiting for the dream to stabilize before deciding to aim for a Dark Tower dream this time. I focus on opening a portal. But a portal doesn't open. Instead a door appears. Well, that is consistent with the Dark Tower series… So I open the door and go through to the other side. I find I am on a beach. The beach seems to stretch out indefinitely in both directions with some hills on the one side and an endless ocean on the other. I walk along the beach with the ocean to my left. The first thing I hear other than the waves is a stream of expletives. Wtf? I follow the sound of a woman cursing a blue streak… I find Roland, Eddie, and a woman who could only be Detta Walker. She is cursing fluently at Roland and Eddie, calling them pathetic honkey mo-fos and saying she will bit off their dicks and feed them to each other… Roland and Eddie see me approaching and watch me warily. Eddie seems happy to see another person, Roland seems a bit more hesitant. When they look over at me so does Detta, and she immediately includes me in her abuse. She says for me to come join the party, those two honkey mo-fos are about to have their way with her but she's going to bite off their little white candles and then I can eat both of them, she calls me a fucking honkey hoe. She clearly would like to be accompanying her rant with rude gestures but she is tied to a wheelchair. She pauses and then continues her rant, now she is asking how many honkey mo-fos did they call in to handle one black woman… does it really take that many? Maybe some of them don't even have little white candles, but rather they just have a hole where their little white candles should be… gaping holes leading to the bowels of hell itself… She asks which of them (looking at me) have little white candles and which of them have the holes to stick 'em in. I wonder who she is talking to and I look behind me. There are five men back there, all of them white to Detta's disgust, all of them Templars to my own disgust. Detta asks if I do all five of them at once, I tell her I'd sooner kill myself than let a fucking Templar touch me… She now starts calling them honkey Templar mo-fo pieces of shit. I can't help but laugh. She calls me a hoe again and asks what is so funny, does it tickle to have their little white candles up inside of me? I tell her I don't let Templar bastards touch me. She asks if they're bastards, too? Of course! Their mammas must be so ugly a pig wouldn't do her… their daddies must have been flat drunk for them to even be conceived… then she calls them honkey bastard Templar mo-fos. I notice the Templars are actually being silent. I comment that Detta managed to stun Templars to silence… I like her. She asks if I'm going to lick her cunt… because it has teeth and will bite my face off when I try. One of the Templars finally says I stole something from them and they want it back. Detta asks if the honkey mo-fo Templar bastards lost their fer-special to some honkey hoe. She said I should break it. Then use it to cut off their little white candles. She cackles madly. I have had enough of her cursing. Roland and Eddie seem to be ignoring it and waiting for a chance to speak. Roland finally asks if I am the Raven… then who are those other people. I tell him they aren't with me. Detta identifies them as honkey mo-fo bastard fucking Templars with their main fuck, who is obviously me. I want to calm Detta. I use a song spell to calm her down, or I am about to when the Templars get violent. Roland cuts them down with his guns, though is clearly not happy about using the ammo. I tell him I can help with ammo supplies… and with Detta, who is cackling about how Roland blew the honkey mo-fos can all kill each other. I focus on the song Voices from the Macross Plus soundtrack and manage to soothe Detta. She falls asleep. Probably she will shift back to O'Detta Holmes. I look at one of the bullets from Roland's revolver and use my Pentacle to create more, enough to fill his ammo belts. He asks what manner of magic I used to create those… I am more focused on getting MoSh into the dream. I focus on opening a portal, hoping it isn't too late. Unfortunately it is… everything fades as I wake up.

This morning I dreamt that there was a party of sorts in my yard or something like that, but it didn’t look like my yard. I left and went walking around some buildings. When I was walking some people came to chase me and said they were “Infected with the slime!” and tried to attack me. I simply said something along the lines off “You are cured of slime” and then it became so. Basically, I already knew that I was dreaming, but my thoughts weren’t that clear. I don’t even remember when I became lucid, I just seemed to be vaguely aware of it already.

When I went back to my yard I saw that aliens were coming to attack us, so everyone evacuated into our spaceship. When I went back outside to see how things were the place was now surrounded by water and ancient looking pillars were sticking out from the water as well as some destroyed submerged buildings. It looked like a completely different place now. I looked up and above me I saw what looked like high tech jets. These were apparently the aircrafts/spaceships of the aliens. They kept flying by and shooting down blue glowing bullets, but they were mostly missing. At one point though a jet passed right above and shot some bullets. There was a small woven canopy above me placed at the entrance to the spaceship, but I knew it wouldn’t be able to hold back the bullets so I just braced myself. I knew that I couldn’t be killed anyways.

I didn’t really feel the bullets when they hit me. I simply saw them pass through and go into the ground. But, when I touched my head with my hand it felt wet. I looked at the ground and blood dripped down onto the ground. The bullets had passed right through my head. The wounds had closed nearly instantly though and I was in no pain so I wasn’t really worried. I then jumped up and started to fly.

For a while now, or really since forever, I’ve had trouble flying. I only ever seem to be able to fly to a certain height and then I start to fall down again. There have only been a few instances where I’ve flown really high and fast. Anyways, I kept dipping up and down when I flew and I had to move my arms a lot. I also kept trying to make wings appear on my back since for a while I’ve wanted to fly with wings again in a dream. Unfortunately though, it wasn’t working, and I kept going up and down. Sometimes I even fell in the water, which looked a little odd. It looked not quite natural, or like it was very murky when I felt it shouldn’t be. I flew on.

Eventually I came to a broken down building which was mostly composed of metal, and it was very rusty. I went inside. The building was abandoned. On the inside though, it looked like it wasn’t only rusty, but also had blood on it. It reminded me of Silent Hill. It looked like it might have been a sports place of sorts before it was abandoned. While walking through the place I noticed a control room overlooking a big pit with stands, and sitting in there was a zombie. The zombie looked my way, but it seemed very weak and didn’t try to get up. Nonetheless, I was terrified. I turned around and headed back for the entrance, but when I got there a zombie was standing in front of the doors. Right away I jumped and flew on top of some lockers that were close by. The zombie ran towards me and clawed at the lockers, trying to get me. There was some stuff on top of the lockers as well so I threw them at the zombie, but it didn’t really have much of an effect. Soon, another zombie came, and I threw stuff at them as well, but it also did virtually nothing. Right after that though, I woke up.

Eventually I came to a broken down building which was mostly composed of metal, and it was very rusty. I went inside. The building was abandoned. On the inside though, it looked like it wasn’t only rusty, but also had blood on it. It reminded me of Silent Hill. It looked like it might have been a sports place of sorts before it was abandoned. While walking through the place I noticed a control room overlooking a big pit with stands, and sitting in there was a zombie. The zombie looked my way, but it seemed very weak and didn’t try to get up. Nonetheless, I was terrified. I turned around and headed back for the entrance, but when I got there a zombie was standing in front of the doors. Right away I jumped and flew on top of some lockers that were close by. The zombie ran towards me and clawed at the lockers, trying to get me. There was some stuff on top of the lockers as well so I threw them at the zombie, but it didn’t really have much of an effect. Soon, another zombie came, and I threw stuff at them as well, but it also did virtually nothing. Right after that though, I woke up.

I remember walking towards a room in a building, to "investigate" something (my recall was a bit fuzzy during the non-lucid part). It was a two story building, with an opening to the first floor in the center, kind of like a shopping mall. I had these keys in my pocket, and they kept duplicating, which I think was part of the thing I was supposed to investigate. As I was walking towards the end of the hallway thing, it became completely enclosed (you couldn't see down to the first floor anymore) and the walls were covered completely in religious scriptures. And as I got closer to the end where it turned right into a room, the architecture of the building kept CHANGING, and the text on the walls was moving around.

Right as I got to the end and turned into the room, my vision suddenly flashed for a second, and all I could see were lines and lines of strange symbols (almost like the hallucinations in the Dead Space games). Right at that point, I realized that I was dreaming, and did an RC (nose plug) to test, and became lucid.

Naturally, I was kind of freaking out about the really demonic events happening, and right as two people that looked like missionaries walked up, I thought "oh crap, what if they're demons instead!" No points for guessing what happened next. They suddenly got bright red eyes and snake tongues, and started walking towards me.

I just thought to myself "nope nope nope, just a dream, no demons here," and they returned to their human forms, but still surrounded me and tried to keep me from moving away. I just pointed at each of them, and said "you're gone, you're gone, you're gone, and you're gone," and they all just disappeared.

I turned around to exit the room, and instead of the wall that should have been there I was walking into a large lobby/lounge area, full of people and with huge windows on the far wall. I looked around in the crowd, and thought to myself about how I could make someone appear. As I was thinking about that, out of the corner of my eye I saw this girl I've been interested in just walking around with everyone else. I walked up, said hi, then just grabbed her and started doing the deed on one of the couches in the lounge (hey, no judging, everyone's tried it, right?). I started with foreplay, but when things got to the point of actual penetration, things got weird. She got hesitant, and every time I looked away she would wind up dressed again. Eventually I gave up, and walked off.

At that point, details get a bit fuzzy. I remember trying to make a phone call, but the phone was acting "weird" and wouldn't do what I wanted. At one point I was afraid I accidentally called my cousin, but wound up talking to a friend with the same name. I might have lost control around this point, I'm not too sure. Right after the phone call, I suddenly woke up and everything ended.

Before I begin this, I'll provide some much-needed context for you fine readers. I have been dreaming lucidly since I was eight after an accidental experience of dream control, and have been doing so on a nightly basis since I was ten, nearly eleven. Since that time (I am now seventeen, will be eighteen in July), my capabilities and understanding of my dream world had expanded to such a degree that I'm more comfortable in dreaming than I am when I am awake. Recently, though (about 2 and a half weeks ago in real world time, to be exact), I was killed in a dream by something that I cannot remember, and have forgotten everything about my dream world that I did not write down anywhere in the real world. My dream logs from a psychology assignment from sophomore year have been instrumental in my re-learning of this separate reality of mine, and I hope you enjoy reading about my experience as much as I enjoy being able to undertake it. Unfortunately, I don't think I have enough time in the day to be able to write out the full extent of my dreams, but I will try and get down as much as I can as regularly as I can.
At the present day, I have gone to a school for the disabled called Yamaku, which is the setting of a semi-popular visual novel called Katawa Shoujo (which I recommend to anybody who enjoys a good read, and a heart-wrenching, immersion-filled story). I have been associating myself mainly with the characters of said visual novel, but a few people from my real life are also present. Not to mention, other fictional characters. This is perceived entirely in the third dimension; my mind has successfully (albeit subconsciously) rendered even two-dimensional, cartoon characters into something that may as well exist in the real world.

(Day 1 of 2)

I'm beginning to become accustomed to the pasty walls of the nurse's office. It's a little comforting to be able to wake up in an environment where I don't feel like an odd-ball. I turned onto my side to get a look at Misha's cot and say "good morning" to her, but she was still out like a light. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, in addition to working herself way more than necessary, she got herself a punctured lung... her and her confidence, I guess. I hope she turns out okay; Hanako was going absolutely nuts over the subject last night. With a half-concerned/half-disappointed sigh, I stood myself out of bed and headed out for breakfast. Thankfully, the nurse wasn't there this morning, so his usually intrusive behavior didn't happen either. That was refreshing.

Nothing particularly interesting happened on the way over. Nothing really happened in the lunch line either, except for Seiji venting to me about a very low grade that he had gotten on his most recent history test. He almost whacked Maro in the face when he threw back his arms in disgust, and I have to admit that holding back a few chuckles was not as easy as one would think. Once I got my food, I decided that the obnoxious clamor of everyone else was a bit much for me; plus, Lilly wasn't even there early like she usually was, neither was Kenji (though I don't think I'm unhappy about THAT one).

Instead, I chose to wander the halls of the school. I mean, they won't let me take classes there anyway, so it's not like I'd have sounded weird if I told someone (honestly, mind you) that I was exploring the building. Only as I was going up and down the corridors did I notice the feeling of similarity that was EVERYWHERE. Everything feels so... plain. With the exception of one or two things, of course; that painting on the third floor is still really abstract in an intriguing manner, and the library still has a characteristic smell that can only really be found in a library.

On the bright side, the people at Yamaku are anything but dull. I peered into a few classrooms, but there were just teachers getting ready for the day to begin in a short while. Mr. Nomiya had a furrowed brow, though, and was grumbling something into his cell phone. For some reason, I get the sense that he was gesticulating stupidly before I had looked, or had slammed his fist on the desk a few times, or... something. Nomiya is "out there," to say the least. Rin, unable to use the art room while Nomiya was on a call, had sat herself on the staircase to the roof. I tried starting a conversation with her, but trying to make small talk with Rin is like trying to teach astrophysics to a paperclip. Bored out of my skull, I decided that it was time to get less public and have some fun. It was raining out, but hey, things that super humans do look cooler in the rain, right?

Much to my surprise, I bumped (literally) into Hanako and Lilly when I carelessly darted out the door at the bottom of the roof's stairwell. They were on their way to class, which I thought was odd at first because of the 15-minute wait until the day began, but then I remembered that this was Hanako I was talking to. Fifteen minutes of barely any interaction were fifteen blissful minutes to be cherished. I couldn't help but smile to them when I realized that she [Hanako] was finally coming out of her shell with people other than Lilly and I (Hisao doesn't count, because he's really become more an extension of Lilly as of late (that being said... now that I think about it, why the heck wasn't he there with her?)). Since I've seen other people write down their exchanges with people in dreams, I suppose I will too.

"Hi Connor," Hanako whimpered, a faint smile visible on her face despite her best efforts to conceal her scarred face with a look to the floor tiles. I raised my hand in greeting, then fought off the urge to slap myself for doing so while Lilly was there. Stupid, stupid behavior...
"Oh, hello Connor," Lilly followed up, making no attempt to conceal the warm grin that she wore for most every conversation. I suppose that if you're blind, and you have no way to tell what you look like, maintaining an expression that is generally perceived as positive when you display it must have some type of positive reinforcement behind it. I almost waved at her, but stopped myself. It may have been a week since I've gotten here, but I'm still not used to someone not being able to see me.
"Hey guys," I answered casually, keeping about two feet (I think) of distance between us. I didn't really intend to keep a conversation going, but I like these two, so I let a little small talk slide. "How come you missed breakfast this morning?"
While Hanako was mumbling to herself, trying to think up a good way to word up an explanation, Lilly took the reins instead. She lifted her chin slightly before telling me, "Oh, we didn't miss it. We simply didn't attend." I think my silence may as well have served as the equivalent of a blank stare, since she went on to clarify after a few seconds that, "Hanako wanted to try her hand at making something."
Impressed, if not surprised, I gave Hanako some praise, only to witness her cheeks redden ever so slightly. She doesn't do this quite so often in my presence anymore, but complement her on anything besides her grades or friends and she'll turn red as a cherry tomato.
Not wanting to make my scarred friend any more embarrassed, I decided to let this be the end. We said our goodbyes, and our see-you-laters, and I resumed my route to the outside.

The rain felt good against my skin and clothes. It was a refreshing chill at first, but then became a wetness that made me feel... tranquil. Like everything would flow through my days with as much uninterrupted carefulness as the droplets on my fingertips. I'll not go on too great a tangent though; this is a journal, not a novel. My plan for the day was simple: a few minutes of practice with accuracy, speed and control, alternating between the three with two minute breaks after every completed set.

Woods being nearby the campus is such a convenience. For the 6 - 7 hours of schooling, while everyone is stuck with their noses in textbooks, I'm out jumping from branch to branch on the trees, cutting through whatever sized rocks I can manage and practicing "supernatural" powers - stuff like energy beams and teleportation. The raindrops felt like pins and needles while I was jumping around, never mind the occasional branch that I was stupid enough to whack myself against. I spent a good while in there, just practicing and re-practicing, but it was so boring for some reason. Normally, I can't get enough of it. This time I felt the oddest craving for interaction with my friends.

That ["friends"] being said, yes, I do call these characters made by my subconscious mind my friends. They feel just as real as anybody I've met in the real world, and I see little point in addressing them otherwise. Anywho, I found myself headed back to the main grounds before lunch had even begun. I figured Joe or Robert (to of my friends from the real world) would be lounging around doing something hilariously stupid, and I am certainly not one to object to funny stupid behavior. Even if they were nowhere to be found, I wouldn't have minded popping in to see if Misha was feeling okay anyways.

Emi, careless as always, was running about the track when I reached it. She was operating with so little regard for the weather making her t-shirt very see-through, as well as the fact that she was ditching class. Of course, me being stupid little old me, I couldn't help but go on over to ask what on Earth she was doing. She didn't even realize I was there, since she was so focused on her running. If she did, she certainly didn't want to talk to me, though I don't think Emi would be the person to purposely not talk to someone even if she hated their guts. For a moment, I briefly considered showing her the speeds I was capable of running at, but decided against it. Last thing I need Is Emi Ibarazaki clinging to my side like I'm her idol...

I left the track without a word before she was around the other end of the track so that she would have no chance to see me if she hadn't already. Evidently it worked, because there was no call back. By now, I have a pretty good mental map of the campus, so I didn't mind looking down while I walked to admire the pretty sight of the wet grass. Again, I felt that calm feeling pass over me and relaxed a great deal. The weather had changed to a much lighter drizzle not too long before, which meant that tilting my head down let the drops of water sprinkle onto my neck. It got me to shiver once before I was comfortable with it, and for a moment, I didn't want to lift my head because of it. An accidental bump into the side of the medical building convinced me to shut my desires up, though.

Since I was already there, I went into the brick building and proceeded to the nurse's office that I had become so familiarized with over my week's stay. Three cots from my own, Misha stirred uncomfortably when she noticed my presence. She was awake, but she certainly didn't look like she wanted to be. She forced a weak smile at me, making me feel guilty that I hadn't been able to do anything to help her condition. I sat on a chair near her side, as close as possible without making for an awkward air so that she wouldn't feel any need to raise her voice.

"You're here early," She whispered out as she exhaled. That made sense. Apparently there's a brain hiding behind the cover of those drills of hers, and it really functions. She was whispering so that she didn't have to waste breath on speech; she was still taking the same breaths as before, sacrificing only a bit of volume. Which, given our distance and the emptiness of the room, wasn't much of a problem.
I nodded and placed my palm on her forehead, which I (for some reason) had expected to feel hot, but actually felt just fine even though my hands had been made cold by the weather outside. "Yeah," I confirmed, "it was a boring day. Thought I'd come say hi, and... just check on you."
Misha smiled again, but this one looked genuine. Shizune wasn't able to be around much anymore, thanks to classes, so any meaningful interaction was well met with her. I expect that this is where her characteristic "Wahaha~!" would have come in if she hadn't had the sense to preserve her oxygen. Her head slowly shifted in place, nuzzling affectionately against my palm in thanks. "I'm fine," she assured me, taking in a slightly deeper breath so that she could fit more into her next sentence. "Is Shizune doing well in *inhale* her classes? *inhale* Do you know?"
"Nah, no idea," I regrettably declared with a shake of my head. "Haven't really been able to talk to her much, since... well, you know."
She shrugged and rolled her eyes as though she were disappointed in herself for having asked such a silly question. I suspect she's so used to being able to understand Shizune that even if she is a translator, she forgets that others don't know sign language so well. Even if she wanted to talk to her, it'd be a lot of effort on Misha's part unless she took things very slowly. I briefly considered telling Misha that I've been trying to learn what signs I can, but decided not to. I don't want to accidentally assure her of more than is possible. "I'm sure she's do- *inhale* doing just fine. *Inhale* She's top of the c-.. *inhale* class, after all."
Well, she was right about that. From what I know of her, Shizune more than likely brags about her marks at whatever opportunity she can get. I can't help but chuckle once at this, resulting in another uplifting smile from Misha. As it turns out, she's very nice to talk to when she isn't screaming and "wahaha~ing" at you without realizing the obnoxiousness of such actions.

If I wrote out the rest of our half-hour long conversation, this would become a very long post, so I will stop there. At about 1 PM, when classes were almost out, I began to pace about the entrance of the main building to wait for someone to hang out with. Not long after, the bells began to clang, and I could just barely hear the loud exodus of every student from his/her class in near-unison. I also imagined that Lilly and Hanako would probably be leaving after plenty of the others had cleared out. I felt/feel like I should have probably taken that into consideration, but then an idea popped into my head. I walked into the sea of teenagers and navigated my way beside the doors, waiting for Shizune to pass. Misha had made me feel sorry for the two of them; separation from one's closest friend when they're a 5-minute walk away must be a dreadful feeling. Eventually, I spotted her dark blue hair among the crowd of heads, reached in, and pulled her out as gently as I could by the arm. She was going to slap me, but I put my hand over her wrist before she could.

Hilariously enough, Shizune's hands began flailing about in her practiced methods of communication that were futile on just about everybody who wasn't deaf (not to mention Lilly). I held up a finger to tell her to stop, which worked after a moment, then reached forward and tapped on her binder. I mimicked an opening book with my hands, and she got the message. She must've known what I was thinking, because she tore a paper from her notebook and began writing down on it. With a force that was way more than necessary, she thrust out her arm and dangled the paper before my face. I took it from her calmly, though I couldn't escape how odd her need to be so assertive was.
"What in the name of all that is logical could possibly have been so urgent as to require you manually pick me out from a crowd??" I could almost hear a chastising voice behind the scribbling on the sheet, which made it feel all the sillier when I looked up and saw Shizune's face puffed up and red. I took my time writing down my response to aggravate her, knowing fully well that she was probably staring over my shoulder while I was doing so.
"Calm down, I just wanted to know if you wanted to come and see Misha with me. I'm going to see if Hanako and Lilly want to come too."
"I'll go with you, but please try and find some way to tell Lilly when I'm talking with Misha so that I won't be interrupted and irritated. That's the last thing she needs."
"Yeah, I will. You're right."
With a final nod of parting, Shizune followed the crowd out to the yard and went to the medical building while I stood in wait for Hanako, Lilly and Hisao. They didn't show up for some time, and I was left pacing for a bit until I took it upon myself to go looking. My first guess was that they would be in the tea room, but that guess was incorrect. Knowing that only one possibility remained, I went into the library for my second time. Sure enough, the three of them were having a very awkward conversation with Yuuko. (God, she's such a mess.) Or at least, Lilly and Hisao were. Hanako had been searching about the shelves, and reacted immediately to the door's opening by turning and waving sheepishly. I waved my hand like I was doing a mind trick in return.

The rest of the details from this point to the medical building are unimportant and uninteresting, so I will skip over them.

We quietly entered the office (except for Lilly, who had an uncharacteristic stumble when she knocked her foot against Shizune's books on the floor) to find Misha and Shizune writing notes back and forth. Once Misha noticed the three of us coming in, she looked up at us and prompted Shizune to do the same with a raising of her finger. Both of them were smiling, which was very nice to see. Such things feel like they're becoming more of a rarity for everyone... which is sort of sad, now that I think about it.

And of course my train of thought now turns to Hanako, who had just been taking a turn for the better. All of a sudden, now that she's being as open as she is, everything goes to crap. That attack a few days ago changed these people. So much fear is inside these walls, and I'm supposed to be the saving grace of all of this uncertain air. I think people here are having a hard time smiling because they know almost as well as I do that all I can do is soften the blows, not deflect them. Still, they give me this look of confidence that kills me on the inside. Especially Hanako's... I know I've shown her how to keep herself safe (barriers, jumping, etc), but it just doesn't feel like enough. Hell, a few tricks like those weren't enough to keep Misha from being harmed. If anything, they were what gave her the overconfidence to challenge something well beyond the whole lot of us. I've got to get stronger, I've got to re-learn my strength faster, for their sake.

Anyways, that was quite the tangent. It's relevant, though, so I'll keep it in here.
Misha made a few quick signs that got Shizune to hand over the paper. The weakened movements of Misha's hand were so depressing to witness. She took about forty seconds to write out her message, then handed it over to Shizune, who handed it to Hisao after a quick scan of the words.
"Hey, guys," Hisao read aloud in a soft crackling voice, broken by the lump in his throat that didn't want to let him tear up, "I'm happy you all came to see me. Wasn't expecting it."
At first, it didn't make sense why Misha had wrote down the words when the four of us could hear her. Then it occurred to me that she had become so accustomed to translating for Shizune that it had probably become a priority for her. This was both heartwarming and heartbreaking at the same time.
Hisao started to say "We're happy to see you too," but I cut him off and took the paper from his hand. I wrote down the response that he was going to give, and handed it to Shizune, who handed it in turn to Misha after a quick read. I think Misha knew why I was doing it, which made it slightly satisfying when she flashed me a grateful smile before she took the page in her hand. I winked at her to acknowledge that her suspicion was true, which only made her lips curve wider. She read my response aloud, wrote down hers, handed it to Hisao through Shizune, and he read hers. Occasionally, Lilly would speak, and Hanako would write for her. We continued the rest of the conversation this way, and I couldn't help but feel a little tingly on the inside while we were.
"So, Shizune, what's it like being the student council?" -Hisao
"Very funny. If you must know, I'm so stressed that I'm surprised my veins haven't exploded thanks to high blood pressure." -Shizune
"I'm so sorry to hear that." -Lilly, through Hanako
"Why? It's exhilarating." -Shizune (this got a good laugh out of us all)
"You're f**king weird, dude, you know that?" -Me
"Connor! Language~!" -Misha
"It's anglo-saxon, if you must know. By the way, I can't beLIEVE that you wrote the tilde." -Me
"I can't 'beLIEVE' you called me a 'dude!'" -Shizune

Yes, the entire conversation was done in this manner, and I can honestly say that this was the happiest moment that the six of us have ever served together. No fear, no anxiety, no vein-bursting blood pressure, just laughs, note-passing and tildes. We stayed in that room writing to each other for the next three hours. If the nurse hadn't told us (well, everyone but me) that we were overstaying our welcome, we probably would have continued until Shizune's notebook was totally empty.

On our way out, we wound up splitting - Hanako and I together, Lilly and Hisao together, and Shizune by her lonesome. We said our merry farewells, and I took Hanako to her room while Hisao took Lilly to his (though I suspect his intentions were much different than mine). We spent a minute or two getting ourselves in comfortable positions on the ground, then prepared for a night of games. Playing cards, chessboards and even a backgammon set were laid about the floor around us. We played a long game of chess (which I lost embarrassingly), four or five games of War 2.0 (a card game that I made up in the seventh grade), and only one particularly boring round of backgammon. As it turns out, neither of us were good OR entertained at that game.
Since it was about 7:30, I decided to take my leave. It had been a fun day, but all of that thinking earlier made my brain want to rest itself. Incidentally, that wasn't a very good combination with the short practice session that I had had in the morning (I say short, but it felt like hours). I hugged Hanako goodbye very briefly, then wasted no time getting back to the nurse's office. I had expected Misha to be asleep, so had she, but apparently she wasn't. Maybe it was because she had slept in, and I just hadn't known about it. Either way, I hardly said two words beyond hellos before letting my head drop to the pillow and drifting off to sleep.
Interesting concept, going to sleep to wake up.

Now, it has taken me approximately three and a half hours to write all of this out, so I do not think I will be able to document the second dream. With any luck, I will increase my typing speed and be more able to get more content down in the future, but for now I must stop. I hope this has been an interesting experience to read, at the very least.

Dream - Lucid


I was going to my house with Caitlin and her boyfriend, Israel. I'm pretty sure my brother was there too. It was nighttime. We had apparently bought a new house, and this one was on the market or something. But Caitlin and Israel wanted to stay there and hang out all night.

When we walked in, a younger Mexican couple came in shortly after we did, and told us we needed to get out. They had a key, and let themselves in the front door. They were in charge of the house now that no one really owned it. They yelled at us for awhile, and then left.

Right after they left, I remember looking out one of the windows next to the front door. Caitlin and Israel had parked their cars on the other side of the road to make it look like they were at the neighbor's place instead of ours. I remember a white pickup truck being out there.

Of course, we didn't leave. Caitlin and Israel gamed in the living room, and I went upstairs to my room to try to sleep. All the furniture was still there, my bed included. I slid my sleeping mask over my eyes, and tried to sleep, hoping that if the Mexican couple came back, they would take pity on us because I was trying so hard to get some rest. I tossed and turned (which is exactly what happened last night IWL).

Then, two little Mexican girls climbed into bed with me. I was happy to have them there. I figured that now the couple could never kick us out, seeing that there were small children here.

Morning then started to break, and only one child was there now, curled up under the covers. Though now, she wasn't a child, but a kitten, a white, fluffy kitten resembling my waking life cat, Belle. I remember seeing her fluffy tail poking out and waving. It was kind of like she was still the girl, but in a kitten's body? I dunno, it's hard to describe.

I then noticed that the little girls were playing a joke on me. They put up these really inappropriate posters on my walls of naked, HUGE women (they sort of resembled Jabba the Hutt they were so huge). One had speech bubbles coming from the mouths of the women. It was supposed to be funny, though I don't remember what it said. I was really concerned that the Mexican couple would come and see. I told the girls to take them down. They ripped the one with the speech bubbles off the wall, tearing it down the middle, leaving the side scraps taped to the wall. Underneath it was a fat, cartoon vagina.

I then had a thought to myself "This is a dream". Wait. This is a dream! I floated up from my bed, and saw some posters above my bed. I decided to phase through the wall to see where it would take me, though I didn't really think about the destination; I was a bit hasty with that decision. I just ended up back in my room after easily phasing through the wall.

Well, I thought to myself, I better think this through. I then really noticed one of the posters above my bed. One was of a bald, younger black man with lighter-colored skin trapped inside a crystal (it looked like the crystals you can break in Super Mario Galaxy, which I have been playing a LOT of lately). I decided to try to phase through to see what kind of world he was in. First, though, I tried to interact with him. I put my hand up to the crystal, and he did the same, and smiled at me. I started to phase through, and I went somewhere VERY briefly, though I can't remember any details because I either woke up or went into another, non-lucid dream.

~

I was in a math class with a woman teaching. We were finding number patterns. For every one that we found, the teacher would give us a $50 check. I remember we were asked to find a sequence, and I was writing it down in pencil, and I raised my hand to give the complete sequence, which happened to be the numbers 1-16, in order. I was writing the sequence down on a white envelope that had been torn open. I can clearly remember writing the numbers down, correctly and in order, despite dreams liking to mix things like these up. I received a check for $50.

~

I was now in a doctor's office or hospital, though it did not resemble one. I'm not sure why I was there. There was a man there too, who was getting worked on before me. A nurse then came in and examined my foot. She took a silver tool that resembled pliers/some sort of clamp, clamped it on my big toe, and squeezed down, cracking my toenail, which had old, lighter-colored blue nail polish on it. It took me a second to realize exactly what she was doing, because she offered no explanation beforehand; she just did it.

"Are you removing my toenail??" I asked, taken aback.
"Yes," she replied.
"Why? It's going to hurt isn't it?"
She replied, saying that removing the nail would make something easier, though I can't remember what.
I then said back, very upset,
"I don't want you to do that. Fix it! Fix it!!! There's no reason for this!"

But it was too late; the nail was cracked in three places. I removed my foot from her grasp and refused to let her remove the nail.

I then went on to a psychology class I was apparently taking. A friend was there with me, though I can't remember whom, or if it was someone I even really know IWL. The teacher was female, and she started to lecture, giving us the definition of psychology. I figured i should take notes. I scrambled through my things, looking for a sheet of paper. I realized I was so not prepared for this class. All the paper I had didn't have lines, and there were very few sheets anyway. I started to write, in orange highlighter, on the inside spine of a black and grey fabric trapper keeper. I write in huge letters, and spelled psychology "Psychollogy". I was desperately trying to keep up with her as she lectured.

The class ended shortly after, since it was only the very first day of classes. I couldn't remember if I had another class after that or not (in the dream, it was Thursday, the day school starts back up again IWL). I was going through my things again, looking for my schedule. But I just couldn't find it. I racked my brain trying to figure it out, and thought that maybe I had chemistry afterwards. I then remembered a dream memory like it was real life; I had dreamed that I had another chem class, and I skipped most of the classes (I did actually dream this once; in my dreams, I remember many dream memories as if they really happened). I thought that I had tried to take chemistry 3 different times.

I then was looking through a book I had, and I found many $50 bills tucked away inside its pages. I also found a fake-looking $20 bill that had a blank back side to it. I remembered the math class. I suppose I had forgotten about the money. I figured I should put it in the bank.

~

I was in my room, laying in bed. It was morning, and I could hear my brother talking to my mom. My brother was supposed to be out of town with his girlfriend, so I figured something must had happened with them.

I was then at my brother and I's friend Charles's house. I walked in the kitchen where Charles was, which looked different than his waking life kitchen, mostly because it looked like it was on the opposite end of the house, and my brother was there too, along with another person, I think it was supposed to be Charles's little brother (he doesn't have one IWL). Blake (my brother) was talking to Charles about what happened with his girlfriend, but when he saw me, he stopped talking. I asked them what was going on, and my brother just held up his hand to me like he wasn't going to tell me. I guessed they needed some guy time, and I was intruding.

Charles's little brother then chimed in and said something about Blake's girlfriend situation, and either Charles or Blake told him to be quiet, or shushed him.

~

IWL I'm about to start going back to school to work on another degree, and I guess I'm a little anxious about it since I haven't been in school for over a year now. I'm sure it will be fine, but I'm taking some difficult classes, I have two labs, and I'm also working part-time. Glad I got a bit of lucidity, though I'm surprised I did since my sleep has been hella fragmented lately. Hoping for some better, more restful sleep tonight.

It was dark outside. I was in the kitchen with my mother enjoying a bowl of warm soup in front of the stove. My mother was standing to my left as I ate. I brought the bowl very close to my face and very quickly, I realized I was dreaming! I don't know what caused me to know why I am dreaming, I just asked the question am I dreaming. After realizing it, I went all crazy and started yelling in front of my mother's face and releasing all the excitement I had. That was probably why it ended so quick.

I also had another dream, or it was after this one(I don't remember), and this time I was walking on a really long dirt road somewhere in the beautiful meadows. There were also other people walking with me. I tried to keep up with most of them but there was a girl I found attractive. She was Valerie. I saw her in a few dreams, I never got to talked to her in waking life. She looks the same in the dream.

I walked a little bit more and encountered a few animals on my way. There was a small dog chasing me. I'm not sure what it wants. I remember it was attacking some other time in the dream. There was also a cat behind me but it didn't seem dangerous. I saw the dog coming after me and when it finally did, the dog and the cat were fighting each other. It was either a good thing or bad thing. I was never sure which ever one wanted to eat me.

No aids (unless you want to count the 10MG melatonin at bed time but that was not the intent)
Bedtime 8:30PM
Natural WBTB at 2:30AM - brief
MILD - mantra "I am dreaming" - Setting intention

Had a few NLDs

117 His First Words MILD/DILD

I drive into a hospital parking lot and get my son out of the car seat and into my lap. I sit there trying to get him to fall completely asleep. I hear a voice on a speaker. I look and see it looks like a bank drive through.
The nurse says, "The hospital is clooooooosed." Her voice sounds like its coming from my radio.
Unsure, I reply to the radio, "It's ok I'm just getting him to sleep. Driving around helps. And he WAS in the car seat."
She says something back but her voice wakes him and I get annoyed.

Suddenly, I am walking in the hospital. I am trying to get him to go back to sleep gently bouncing and rocking. He looks at me and says what I mistake for "Cheese". Some girl in the waiting area comments about his first words.

I try to get my Galaxy Player from my pocket to record him. I can't believe my wife is not here to witness his first words. Again my son speaks, "Keys". Oh, keys! I look to my right and my wife had keys in her hand. "Keys. I want keys." I look at my wife.
"Can you believe hes talking. His first word was keys!" I am so excited but she acts like its not big deal. She almost seems depressed. This reaction is so opposite of her personality that it dawns on me.

I say, "Oooooh. He is dreaming. I mean, you are dreaming. No, WE are dreaming!"
She just looks at me and blandly says, "Yea".
I feel the dream starting to get dim and collapse. I stop and wait. I almost do a type of meditation because I felt excited and my heart was racing. (probably not the best idea here. I should have stabilized another way. I was hoping to just come out in another scene. I was kicking myself later for not thinking of the basic TOTM) I became calm and felt like I was slowly spinning and floating for a while. Then gradually, I woke up wide awake.

my dream starts to form and i am councous that it is happining but i can still feel my real body and the vibrations that come with a wild i know
this is a dream then i see a man he climbs over me and lays on the opposit sid of the bed this frightens me but i do not move i close and tell myself i need to go deeper and feel myself sinking into my bed thin i am in a room the same shap as mine but it is dark so im not sure i walk out into the hallway and turn into a room then i say wheres my scythe i see a dwarf like man spinning it it has a small blade and is black i get it and then im outside and there is 3 dog thing i cant explain what they look like but i kill them then the dream goes blacl

This part of the task of the month involved bringing the Great Sphinx to life and fixing her nose then riding her to the top of The Great Pyramid. This is how it went.

Sunday January 13th

I started my WILD thinking about teleportation, particually apparation. I attempted to apparate and found it to be a success. Then I remembered the TofY and apparated to Egypt, just in front on the great pyramids of Giza and the Sphinx. I brought my wand out of my pocket and pointed it at the Sphinx, realizing as I stood there that I had no idea at all what the spell to bring things to life was. As I stood there dumbfounded I just decided to wing it, pointed my wand at her and I thought 'This will work. Please work. Come to life!" and low and behold, she came to life. I began to climb up the side of the sphinx and then on her shoulder looked down and remembered I hated climbing. I squeaked "Please may you climb down so I can fix your nose!" And she started to climb. The Sphinx had been stood on a stone rectangle cuboid thing and so I dropped off off her shoulder and landed on this. When she stood on the floor her nose reached about my height so I set about fixing her nose, holding my wand up and crying "accio concrete!" NOt sure why I chose concrete to fix a statues nose but I did and the next thing I knew I was using a little trowel to sculpt a triangular nose onto the Sphinx's face. As I looked up I realized it was late afternoon when the sun is heading towards setting and everything's really really pretty and sun glown and yeah. At this point I looked up and realized I was next to THE GREAT PYRAMIDS OF GIZA!!! I was amazed. After this I turned to the Sphinx and said "Is there any respectful way that I could climb up to the top of the pyramid with you, could I cling to one of your legs as you climbed?" and she looked at me and in a silky sort of purr she said "Certainly young one, but most people want to ride on my back" and I looked at her blankly and replied "But that's not very dignified for you. That's not your purpose. YOu were supposed to eat travellers who didn't pass your riddle!" She purred a little giggle at this and started to climb to the top of the pyramid so I clung to her leg until we reached the top. As we looked out over the top I looked up at her and asked if that was Cairo over in the distance and she turned her head and said "It certaintly is my dear child." As we watched the sun set a little more she kept talking. "You spoke before of my riddle young one. Do you know the riddle?"
I then recited the riddle to her (What walks on 4 legs in the morning, 2 legs at midday and 3 legs in the evening) and she proceded to ask me if I knew the answer. When I answered with man and explained why it was correct (you crawl as a baby, walk as a child/adult and use a walking stick as an elderly person) she sort of smiled. "good my dear child. The youngest generation is not as hopeless as the myths are saying. Go on your way. As you said before, I have to spare those who answer my riddle correctly. Journey safely young one, the path ahead is a dangerous path indeed." She climbed back down and sat herself on her perch again as I skipped off into the distance.

I then looked for a phone to find my friend, appeared in his room and then shook him awake. I told him about the TofY. Then I looked at him and said "I don't know why I woke you up. You're dreaming." He looked at me in confusion and said "No I'm not." I grinned at him and said "Yes you are! How else would I be at your house in the middle of the night? I can't drive, and my mum can't bring me here." He smirked at me, moved over so I could lie down next to him and said "Well you're so stalkerish I wouldn't put it past you to walk!" Then we had a conversation, I kissed him goodnight and left.

Dream over.