lucid

This time I'm on a vast field, seems like a farm, a girl is riding a pony, attached to some wooden wagon. She's going around an aplpe tree, my view zooms into the girls face, and I notice she's a friend from my childhood. I feel transported to the wagon, I hang right behind it, but my friend haven't noticed. I grip and hold on tighter as she picks up the speed, now my feet are flapping in the air, just like a flag! The pressure in my hands are building so much that I feel an uncomftable pain, in the center of the palm, I let go one of my hands, just to see what's causing the pain. (To my surprise Im still holding an amethyst pendulum, that I wrapped around my fingers, before drifting to deep sleep!) I look at my hand, and it looks purple/blue! I'm dreaming! I immediately let go my other hand and get left behind with the wind.

I have landed in a small western village, to the distance I see I sign, apparently they're giving away some used items. I feel transported towards the sign and it has chaged to some other kind of advertaisment, I decide to take another glance at my hands and a quick rubbing. I go in the shop, and I don't see anybody at first, I look to my right, and two cowboys are aproaching towards me. They're holding two black frames, in both of them I see two naked cowboys, just wearing a brown hat, a big belt with shiny buckles and decorations, around their waste, and the typical cowboy boots. One of them says with an accent: "doh ya' wunt hem?" I say: "sure!" (thinking I could use them to frame my own artworks).
The other man asks: "are ya' from tha city?". I say: "no, but I live near the woods". He asks again: " do ya' know how to milk a cow?" (The instant click for the TOTM!!). I say: "no, but I bet I can milk one of ya'll hats!, this time I spin around to stabilize the dream, and when I slow down I ask one of the man: " may I have your hat?" he says: " well let's see what ya' can do!", then he hands me the brown hat.
I grabbed the hat by each end and start twisting it slowly, as it gets tighter and tighter, the hat starts to shrink. (I think I'm screwed, because that's not how someone would usually milk a cow!), so I turned the hat vertically and I started doing a pulling down motion, slowly, from the bottom end.

The hat is now looking more like a piping pastry bag, two silky drops coming down towards the floor! it works!, the man are just staring at it. I kneeled down, and I smell some honey with a hint of onion. (shit it must be the sweat of his forehad, I think) I dip my finger in it, and then tasted it, and as I tought, sweet and salty...I spitted out, and goes right on the man's boot, he reacts by saying: "dem boya' got lot'all boooaaalls!. I feel a punch coming, and I douge it. I try to run as fast as I can but I get tangled in one of the frames, one of the man grabs my shirt and shreds it off.. I drop to the floor and crawl under a counter, covered by some fabric, then I 'm looking at an uneven board, I see is a compartment on the floor, I opened quickly and go in some secret staircase. Now is pitch black, and I can feel my WL body, so I remain ralaxed. Then my body starts shaking..! (it's my youngest son Gabriel, rocking me back and fort, because he needs my company by his bed..so I go with him.

Spoiler for amethyst pendulum :

I am inside a building, it's really dark inside. A girl is helping a boy to find is hat. I offer my help and start searching in the a dark hallway. I see something brown, couple of feet away. As I get there, I see a brown cowboyhat, I ask them: " is this the one your looking for?". She says: "yes, you found it! I give it to the girl, she reshapes, cleans, and gives it to the boy. I see he's wearing the hat happily.

Now I'm outside, in front of a metal gate or some mesmerizing structure. My vision focuses on a specific spot, then I zoom into a small, round screen, with vertical lines. I'm absorbed by the screen, and transport myself inside one of the gaps, only a small niddle would fit through.

I'm foating inside the structure and is dark, but as I look upwards, I see some silhouettes floating. It seems to be animal figures, foating altogether, in a horizontal line. As a wonder in amazement I find my own hands! I Immediately know I'm dreaming, I wonder around, so I feel I need stabilize the dream by doing a quick RC, by checking closely my hands. My right one seems smaller, and my left one has 6 fingers. I look a few objects and back to my hands, then a little rubbing. It's pretty stable the dream, and I look at the wall to see if I can find a clock to track time. To my surprise there's a round clock, it's around 3:30. I see is glowing and has an image. I'm going to keep walking, but I feel the need to see the image. First I see an electric guitar, as I keep staring at it, there's Jesus holding the guitar, facing sideways, and he's carrying a drum around his shoulder.

I walk outside the building, but feels more like a house now. Outside is kind of foggy, but rainbow colors all around. To my left I see some pine trees and I see some hunters shooting from a distance. I quickly walk towards a garage and I try to close the door but It only closes halfway ; the hunters arrive and pull the door upwards. I'm halfway lucid, so I tell one of them: "just shoot me", while I put my chest out. Then I change mi mind, I'm don't want to get shot! They drop some bullets, and I start juggling them, pretty much struggling. I feel the tension building, until finally get shot in the stomach! ( a red light blinks, is nothing but the REM mask! Dang it!

No techniques used, just had some intention and slept an hour longer than usual.

In a normal dream some seven hours after first going to bed I slowly realized that I was dreaming and that I could take control. When I was fully lucid I "woke up" in my bed though, but by RCing I caught the false awakening. Trying to get up I noticed that I could barely move. So, I carefully rolled to the side and put my feet on the floor. I still couldn't stand up and so I let myself slide to the floor next to the bed. I hoped to gain more control over my dream body when getting further away, so I crawled through the room. This felt kinda strange because I could move through the furniture to some extent. Somehow I came to imagine being in a transparent sphere which I could roll by pushing the sides. Like this, I moved around a bit until I awoke again in the bed.

I RCed again just to be sure and surprisingly I was still dreaming (I could have guessed because I heard someone snoring in the other room - with nobody there). Realizing I was still too groggy to go anywhere I sat up and simply meditated. Everything got completely still immediately. Then, I woke up for real.

(Note: The longer my dreams are, the harder it is for me to remember details, particularly conversations, and this was a long one. There’s several hours’ worth of material here that I can only remember happened at all because I can remember remembering it in a later part of the dream, and this does raise questions of whether they ever actually played out. But, for what it’s worth, it doesn’t feel to me as if that’s what happened, and I do have many cases of knowing dream memory is working in that way to compare it to.)

The earliest part I can remember is of a disaster taking place, a flood sweeping through a public building of some kind. Everybody is trying to get out. I’m one of the last out, but I wait, holding the door open so that the waters don’t forcibly close it and trap the one person who’s still there. It took him a while to believe this was actually happening (understandable, considering how weird it is), so he didn’t get out as quickly as everyone else.

After this series of events is the biggest memory gap, which seems to mainly consist of meeting up with a large group of people and preparing for some kind of expedition together. I become lucid not long before we’re going to set off, although it’s not so much me realizing that it’s a dream as it is the unconscious knowledge that it’s a dream, which I’ve been acting on this whole time, becoming conscious. And this sort of makes it feel as if I’ve been lucid the whole time, if that makes sense.

I’m looking out the window of a house onto the rolling fields beyond as it happens. I still have some preparation to do here, though, so I’m still here packing as everybody else is leaving. I’m taking my hiking backpack, the black one with yellow trim. It occurs to me to wonder whether I need to do this in a dream, since I can just make things appear if I need them. But I have the impression, based on earlier conversations, that I might not be able to do that in some of the places we’re going, and so I’ll want to make sure I have essentials with me, at least. The last thing I grab is my brown aviator-style jacket, which I fold and pack into the backpack before buckling it and heading downstairs and outside.

I can just see somebody disappearing past the other side of the house, down a broad stone staircase. That’s where everybody’s gone. I try flying part of the way, but perhaps because of the hiking backpack—even though it doesn’t feel heavy—it’s hard to get more than a couple feet off the ground. But flying seems to be slower than running anyway, so I just run around the side and down the stairs.

I’m now in an area with several platforms rising a distance above the ground. Next to one on the far side is a cliff wall with a small tunnel partway up, a little above head height. A young women is nearby – it seems she had to stop to do something before going onward. I jump onto one of the platforms, where I see some piled-up clothing. I recognize it as a kind of uniform for us to wear. It looks a bit like a karate gi: loose pants and a shirt that ties around the front, white, though a little discolored with age and threadbare in places. On some of the edges, flowers are embroidered in pale colors. I put it on over my clothing.

Jumping onto the last platform and up to the tunnel—taking off the backpack and pushing it in first—is practically effortless, much easier than it would be in waking life, which makes it kind of fun. The tunnel is not tall enough to walk in, and it narrows considerably not far ahead, so I push the backpack in ahead of me. It barely fits, and I can see it slide down once it gets past the narrow point, where the tunnel slopes downward. I barely fit, too – I actually have to turn my head to the side to squeeze through. But soon, it’s large enough to where I can crawl again, and then walk upright.

The tunnel is made of squares of some smooth material, solid black in the center but with a stripe of red-orange around the edges that glows, lighting the way. As I walk, it slopes further downward and eventually drops me into a corridor with a grimy, institutional feel to it. All dimly and artificially lit, as if I’m somewhere underground.

It has a distinctly unpleasant vibe – although part of the reason may be because of what I know about this place. It is actually a sentient environment, and not a very nice one, and now that I’m inside of it, it’s going to be tracking my every move and shaping itself according to my actions and reactions. It’s not the destination – just somewhere we have to pass through on the way. There’ll be a test at the end that has to be passed before we can get out – but this place doesn’t like people leaving it and will be actively throwing obstacles in our way.

My backpack isn’t here – the place probably hid it somewhere, and so I’ll have to be on the lookout for it. I turn towards the right, reading the plates on the doors as I go by, deciding which room to enter first. The place looks to be some sort of school judging by what they say.

As I walk, faint, unpleasant feeling-tones arise, like the ghosts of memories with an archaic, dark quality to them, although they definitely don't involve my personal past – not in this lifetime, anyway. Or maybe they’re anticipations of what I’ll find here, behind the doors. Or maybe both. I also see a set of stairs leading downwards, but I don’t want to leave this floor just yet.

After reaching the end of the corridor, I head back, still making up my mind. It’s not terribly important where I go first, but I am aware that, as the first deliberate choice I make here, it will give the place some insight into me, will establish the course of how things will go. I decide on a room about midway between the end of the corridor and where I started from labelled “Faculty Lounge.”

As I open the door, I’m surprised by what I see. It’s a little room, somewhat like the bedroom of a hostel, with two bunk beds, a table off to one side and some assorted furniture – overall, quite nice apart from the lack of windows. But the really surprising thing is that it’s already occupied by two people from the group I started with.

Sam is there—Sam, maker of ukuleles, fixer of anything with strings and frets, host of concerts and an accomplished musician in his own right. His dog is there with him. The other person isn’t waking-life familiar, although he does somewhat resemble one of my coworkers, with dark hair, pale skin and some kind of facial hair, I think. A dog has come in with me as well, a large, black one. I don’t pay much attention to it besides noting that it’s mine and hoping that the room isn’t going to be too crowded now.

Sam greets me – but he uses a different name, a man’s name. They must be seeing this place and this situation differently than I do, I realize. It had been mentioned at the earlier gatherings that it would appear differently to everybody – but I had assumed that we would also be going through it alone, individually, and so it hadn’t occurred to me that I’d find myself in this kind of situation. But I can roll with it.

We talk for a little while. At one point, one of them advises me to be careful not to give this place “the impression that I’m somebody it can f*** with.” Sam mentions that he’s working on a puzzle—it seems to be set up on the table there—and I say I’ll leave him to it. I mention, though, that I’m good with puzzles, and he invites me to come help put it together. This must be part of their test, I realize – and it strikes me that maybe it isn’t a coincidence I ended up here to help them with it, although from everything I’ve heard, it would be uncharacteristically benevolent for the place to intentionally direct me to them.

The puzzle seems to mainly feature cute baby animals, and it is close to being finished. I help assemble the remaining pieces as Sam tells me some anecdotes he’s heard about a 20th century Viennese composer. He can’t remember which one they’re about. I notice, though, that the bottom edge of the puzzle isn’t complete. Sam is stirring some sort of gooey blue liquid, and I realize that that will also be part of it: the tests, though different, all have one thing in common: incorporating two bowls of these brightly colored mixtures into them somehow.

14.7.20

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I'm in a forest/jungle and flying with some other people. I say to myself "this is a dream". I keep on flying but it's not going well. I'm not able to control my flying and I'm even going backwards when I try to fly forward. I remember that I wanted to summon fire in my hands and try to do so. I'm suddenly by a park with kids by it. I try to summon the fire but nothing happens. Instead I see a fire in a sand pit 20 meters away. I look away and look back again and the fire is gone. I walk there and there is a kid who wants the sand that were in the pit. I think to myself that I want to be nice to my DCs and want to help her. She disappears and I look down the pit. There is orange sand and I think that if I use it I can summon a fire in my hand. I don't remember how the dream ended.

I'm in our summer place.(I live there IRL right now)I see aunt Maria and I walk past her. I'm semi lucid and go to Maria. I greet her and notice that she is actually a man.

Notes: I was in a park with my cousins two days ago. We had a nice time there. That's why I dreamt about all the children in the park. I had some really interesting dreams yesterday about school and friends I haven't seen in a long time and challenges. I met a girl that sang to my guitar playing a year ago. We ate together in a school dining room. I don't even remember her name.

I'm on a street as usual I don't know where I am. There's tour guide?! who tells me to go and see these two other guys in order to travel in town. So I go to find them aroun the corner. There I am, again looking at a street sign. The letters are white, on a blue background. the letters are starting switching then I try to read the sign but it's almost impossible but then I see a name, it says "Biergärten Örinhnen"..I Think I'm in Germany! I'm in a dream!, I Look up and sure enogh, the architecture looks exactly as it should. Then to make sure I look again to the sign and all I see is: "yäöööä!", I get the giggles and keep on going and rubbing my hands a bit to stabilize lucidity.
There I see a vehicle, but is more like the cargo of a truck, without a cabin, maybe wheels, and is half way opened. There are two German dudes, standing to the left side of the cargo, resting the arms on some metal hangers. I think to myself, this is my chance to speak a foreign language.! "Hallo mein Namen ist Dorian". One of the men: oh!, isn't your namen Jordian?
(I think to myself again, the tour guide must have given a different name) nein, (no),I'm Dorian! They laugh and go on with their own talk..
My perception shifts to the left, and I can see there are a few maps on a screen, and the locations where we would be traveling..Aparently in a very short of time, since the vehicle has a special technology. I look down and there's the cabin, below the ground. Now I'm sitting there, and a lady is next to me, in front of me there are 3 boys; she's tapping on top of their heads with her left leg, she's wearing sandals..
I notice I'm getting caught in the drama and as I try to rub my hands again the dream vanishes..
Man I really wanted to try one beer...

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

Had a lucid dream yesterday and I tried to summon water but I only managed to summon a water drop and a water emblem unintentionally.

I'm driving a car up to Hemköp and decide to park in the middle of the street. After a while the car is gone and I'm miserable because I think someone took it. I talk with my mom and she says that it's okey and that she knows where it is. It got taken by the police because I parked it wrongly.

I am outside my old childhood house. Daytime (though the sky is more gray). Colors are dulled out the dream world feels flat, blurry, and generally low quality. I am already semi-lucid due to a gradual climb through lucidity that has happened over the course of a long dream of which I am only recalling the tail end of. I recall flying around, having some rather typical trouble with my flying powers with them being slow and very low to the ground but with some concentration, I am able to work past them. (I don't know why this is. I always seem to have these difficulties when flying now, but I always seem to be able to work past them.)

I attempt to explain to some dream characters (this brown-haired girl who was moving boxes out of a house a few lots down from mine) that this was a lucid dream. At first she doesn't believe me but after flying in circles around her a few times; doing some loops and flying through the branches of some trees I manage to get her attention that something is off and eventually fully convince her.

At this point, I begin explaining the nature of lucid dreaming to her in a pretty imprecise and incomplete manner. I explain the basic concepts of MILD, DILD and WILD, dream journaling, and dream stabilization. I then start demonstrating some basic dream control by summoning small items by reaching behind my back and grabbing them. I summon an apple and a bottle of some kind of alcoholic beverage that comes in this purple and blue glass bottle with crystals growing off of it and give them both to her. The dream scene transitions to a very distorted cafe/resturant enviroment where we are sitting on a large sofa and there are a lot of robots/ andriods. The lighting in the scene is very harsh; light and dark coming in through a big vertical window.

At some point I sit down on the couch and sink into it until I fall through the floor. I look up and see the resturant enviroment above me floating in a white void with some faint clouds. (It sort of looks like in a video game when you clip out of the world and fall through the floor). I begin flying once more but wake up not long after.

Created Friday 10 July 2020

I got two DILDs and a scrap today.

Spoiler for Kinda long:

Scrap Group 1
Dreams where I was conversing with some mystical being.

Dream 1 - Deadly Prank and Flight Radio LD

The visuals started a bit blurred. Spectator mode. This depicted an episode of Spongebob Squarepants. The title character and his friend Patrick were in an unknown apartment suite. The two were in a make believe game of hero and villain, Spongebob acting as the former, and Patrick the latter. However, Patrick got so engrossed in the game, that he started to believe he himself was really a villain. Things started getting dangerous when the starfish left deathtraps in every room. Spongebob was eventually cornered. As he cowered, Patrick loomed towards him with a nasty looking weapon. The insane starfish drew closer and closer... only to immediately drop the whole matter as if it never happened. Spongebob, with a sigh of relief, also laughed away his own near-death experience.

Around this point, I manifested on the floor of the suite's kitchen. I was exhausted, so I didn't even bother trying to get up. There were a few other voices, but I didn't pay attention. Soon, a fluffy medium sized dog trotted along right up to me. It got too curious for my liking. I was afraid it was going to bite me. But instead, it simply licked my face. This got me to question my environment, and thus, I quickly gained awareness.

Springing to my feet, I rushed to a room at the far end, then jumped out of an open window. I found myself flying over an expansive city surrounded by grassy hills, all under a clear dawn sky. Among the more interesting sites were two or more amusement parks, as well as an airport carelessly built between a few skyscrapers. Quite a view, especially considering that my visuals clarified by this point.

I opted to form rigid metal wings on my back just for the fun of it. Just then, I received a radio message internally (not unlike Codec calls in Metal Gear Solid).

"This is the US Air Force", says a male voice, his words muffled a bit by static. "If you can understand me, leave this airspace or we well open fire."

Well, this never happened before. I figured he thought I was some kind of alien.

"Permission to land.", I responded promptly, filtering my voice to sound inhumanly deep.

It took a moment before I received another message. "...alright.", the voice says skeptically. I don't think he expected me to talk.

Anyway, I looked for a safe, flat landing spot outside the city. But, there was nothing of the kind. The dream destabilized, and collapsed shortly after. DEILD attempt two minutes later, though I dozed off.

Dream 2 - July 2020 TOTM Basic Task I

Scene 1 - Game Gear Idea Awareness
The visuals started blurred. I was resting on the floor of an apartment suite similar to above. Dazzling sunlight forced me to half-open my eyes. There was some commotion going on in another room nearby, as well as noise from people getting started with their day. I just wanted to get some sleep, that is, until I started questioning my state. As a test, I meditated in an effort to float up as I laid supine. It took some effort, but eventually, I did levitate. This easily affirmed the dream.

I was about to head out the door, when I spotted this dude (olive skin, dark, unkempt hair) playing something on a Game Gear. On closer inspection, he had a Sonic game loaded. This got me to sound music from the series. The first in mind was Aquatic Ruin Zone from Sonic 2. I then had the idea to visit that very location. With an unusual combination of focus and anticipation, the scenery warped.

Scene 2 - A Visit to an Aquatic Ruin
The visuals were clearer. I instantly found myself just where I wanted, a lifelike version of Aquatic Ruin Zone, sunlight seeping through the foliage. This did indeed appear as the crumbling walls of an ancient city overrun by tropical wilderness. The air was heavy with vapor, though I never did directly see a body of water as per the namesake of this location. Anyway, as I floated around, I decided to pull down a nearby branch to touch the leaves. They were surprisingly sharp on the edges. I then noticed big red berries growing on the branches, the very same ones from the game. Of course, I wanted to sample them. Unfortunately, an unseen force dragged me out before I could do so. Cue another warp.

Scene 3 - Mountain Breaking Wave
The visuals were perfectly clear. I was standing by a road between some hills and a thin forest, a partially cloudy blue sky above. Various different locales were in the distance. To the far right were the shores of a beach. A city spanned out throughout the rest of the horizon, their skyscrapers notably larger than normal.

I took a moment to appreciate the view, when I quickly went over some tasks in my mind. I settled for this month's basic task i. Of course, that meant I had to find a mountain. I walked towards the left alongside the road. It didn't take long for me to notice a huge, ice-peaked bluish grey mountain leftwards to the horizon. After a brief moment of concentration, I released my aura. It was visually tame, appearing as just a quick, transparent wave that pulsed in the air for a moment. So it came as a bit of a surprise when the mountain crumbled seconds later. Job well done, I thought.

Regardless, I wanted to see such destruction more closely. With an upward wave of my hand, I collected as much asphalt as I could from the road to create a huge hill made of the same material. Once again, I conjured my aura. In an instant, the asphalt mountain exploded violently into millions of chunks. Some of the larger clumps almost flew right at me.

Perhaps I got startled a bit. The dream collapsed shortly after.

Spoiler for Aquatic Ruin Zone:

I’d just woken up, and I began to record myself explaining my dreams while they were still fresh in my mind. Never mind that it was on an app that doesn’t exist, I didn’t pick up on that, but while telling my dreams I had the idea to do a reality check. I counted six fingers and realized this was a dream!


I put my phone down, walked toward my bedroom door, and told myself out loud, “I am in my house in [town I used to live in].” (I opened the door.) “The dream is clear and stable.”


I chose to go to that house so I could find my parents, because I live alone but had to find a DC so I could complete the TOTM, but why I picked that house specifically, I’m not sure. We moved out of that house in 2013; I didn’t leave home until 2019.


Immediately, my vision became more vivid (I hadn’t realized it before but it was kind of dull color-wise). I was still in my apartment, but standing in front of me was a man.


“Guten Nacht,” I said. (Yes, I meant Guten Tag, but close enough? Autocorrect tried to change this to Gluten Nacho.)


“Guten Nacht,” he replied. He said something else I didn’t understand. The only word I recognized was verstehen (understand), so I assumed he was asking if I understood German. We were entering the dining room now. (I looked up verstehen while typing this; it’s conjugated wrong for second person, but it DOES mean understand. Yay for recognizing one of the handful of German words I know!)


I tried to recall how to tell him I don’t speak German. “No spreche… German. Alemán?” (Alemán means “German” in Spanish.)


“Alemannisch,” he corrected me.


“Deutsch,” I corrected myself. We were in the kitchen now, and I doubted I could carry this conversation further, so I decided to wake up so I could write it down right away.


By the way, it turns out Alemannisch actually refers to a group of Upper German dialects spoken in Switzerland and parts of Germany and Austria—but I didn’t know that, so I’m going to assume my brain just tacked a German suffix onto a Spanish word in an attempt to make it German. Whatever works, right?

37 МиниОС (4) от 14 января 2012
Осознался от того, что зашёл в одном здании вышел из другого. Сразу вспомнил про эксперимент. Хотел заскользить назад, но вместо этого упал на спину. Упал как бы не до конца - некоторое время лежал в нескольких сантиметрах над землёй. Потом решил выпрямиться, и меня выкинуло в реал.

Выводы:
1. Зашел в одно здание, а вышел из другого.
2. Заскользить назад не вышло - упал и проснулся.


[b] 37 Mini-LD (4) dated January 14, 2012 [/ b]
I realized that I had entered one building and left another. I immediately remembered the experiment. I wanted to slip back, but instead fell on my back. It fell, as it were, not to the end - for some time lay a few centimeters above the ground. Then I decided to straighten up, and I was thrown into real life.

[b] Findings: [/ b]
1. I went into one building, and left another.
2. Sliding back did not work - fell and woke up.

36 ОС (3) от 12 января 2012.
Перемещение в другое место


Стоял на горке. Заподозрил, что это сон. Посмотрел на руки. Убедился, что я во сне и подумал:"Вот почему у меня Осов долго не было - я забывал на руки смотреть". Визуально пальцев было 5, решил их пересчитать, всё поплыли - бросил это занятие. Вспомнил про эксперимент. И попробовал скользить назад. Думал так: На горку я поднимался по ступенькам, и по идеи если буду скользить назад, то или упаду, или пройдусь по воздуху. Оказалось ни то ни это - вынесло в реал. Перед тем как вынести, обстановка сна стала расплывчатой.

Вернулся в сон.
Осознался неподалёку от того места, где был в предыдущем сне. Но торопиться с экспериментом не стал, помнил предыдущий опыт. Побежал в сторону проезжей части. Свернул на неё подпрыгнул и подумал:"Ветер отнеси меня к "редкивиту" и его синему пятну. Взлетать я не стал, продолжал бежать по дороге подпрыгивая на 10-20 метров. Справа от дороги были деревянные дома, по ним я и ориентировался с высотой. Подпрыгивал до их крыш. Машины хоть и ездили по дороге, но мне не мешали. Про себя подумал, что как только возникнут проблемы с декорацией сна, сразу начну скользить назад. Когда я добежал до конца одного района и начала другого, я услышал хруст, будто треснула ветка дерева. Декорация сна стала портиться. И я в прыжке стал скользить назад, из воздуха т.е.
Тут самое интересное. Сначала я почувствовал своё физическое тело в реале, потом погружение в сон. Точно такое же ощущение было, когда падал на спину и меня вынесло в декорацию моей квартиры. На этот раз я оказался не в своей квартире, а в какой-то не знакомой комнате. В комнате было темно. Тут мне сверху падает посылка: Серая обёртка размером как для журналов. Я сразу вспомнил, что Ясновидец описывал, как у него во сне сверху посыпались игрушки. Вскрываю посылку. Вижу какую-то красную корочку. Сверху на ней надписи начинающие на Х. Хейчал вроде бы, слово плыло, и ещё одно точно запомнил - Хомул. Только подумал, что по цвету напоминает документ, как на военном билете цвет. Тут же по серёдке читаю РФССР (возможно точнее было написано РФСФР). Переворачиваю эту корочку. Вижу уже картонную бумагу, прочитал фамилию своей одногрупницы, а вот имя другое опять буквы поплыли. Откладываю корочку, достаю следующее. Сам думаю надо найти для кого эта посылка. Подумал тут же результат. Вижу на следующей бумаге надпись напечатанную: Для кого. Длинная черта снизу, и на ней ручкой синей пастой: Фейчан-Уатчан. Подумал может быть форумчан. Всё плывут буквы, читать невозможно. Далее разворачиваю. Цветная глянцевая бумага. Рисунок паренька и вокруг линии - типа детской игры найди выход из лабиринта. Сверху бумаги надпись Анекдоты и под ней слова, в которых неправильные буквы. Надпись не плыла, просто буквы всяко разно написаны, где зеркально, где еще не пойми как. Подумал, что во сне любое из этих заданий выполнить невозможно. Оказалось, что пока я разбирал посылку, в комнате находились спрайты. Двое из них, молодых парней, (хотя и лиц их я не видел как бы тёмный силуэт человека) врубили на сотовом музыку - РЭП какой-то. Подошли мне со спины, и встали вплотную. Я развернулся и выбил из рук у них телефон. Музыка тут же затихла. И буквально через пару секунд в реале звонит будильник.

Выводы:
1) Не удалось пересчитать пальцы - зрение "поплыло", все пальцы оказались смазаны.
2) После скольжения назад проснулся, а затем быстро вернулся в сон.
3) Прыжки во сне были довольно высокие.
4) Странный звук "хруст сломанной ветки дерева" на границе двух районов.
5) Переместился в незнакомую комнату. При этом сначала почувствовал физическое тело, а потом процесс погружения в сон. Как будто на глубину в воду занырнул.
6) Сверху упала посылка. До этого в реале читал у пользователя с ником "Ясновидец", как у него игрушки сверху падали.
7) Некоторые надписи читались нормально, в других были ошибки, третьи расплывались перед глазами. Причем очень трудно запомнить правильное написание надписей.
8 ) Внутри посылки был рисунок лабиринта.
9) С музыкой РЭПом странно то, что, как только я ее вырубил во сне, сразу услышал звонок будильника с реала.


36 LD (3) January 12, 2012.
Moving to another place

I stood on a children's slide. I suspected it was a dream. I looked at my hands. I was convinced that I was in a dream and thought: "That's why I had no lucid dreams for a long time - I forgot to look at my hands." Visually, there were 5 fingers, I decided to count them, everyone sailed - quit this lesson.
I remembered about the experiment. And tried to slide back. I thought this way: I climbed the children's slide up the stairs, and according to the idea, if I slide back, I will either fall or walk through the air. It turned out neither this nor that - made it into real life. Before making it, the sleep environment became vague.

I am back in a dream.
Confessed not far from the place where I was in a previous dream. But I did not rush into the experiment, I remembered the previous experience.
I ran towards the roadway. I turned on her and jumped and thought: "The wind carry me to the" redwinecat"and its blue spot. I did not take off, continued to run along the road, bouncing 10-20 meters. To the right of the road were wooden houses, and I was guided by them with height. Bounced to their roofs.
Although cars drove along the road, they didn't bother me. I thought to myself that as soon as problems arise with the decoration of dream, I will immediately begin to slide back. When I reached the end of one area and the beginning of another, I heard a crunch, as if a tree branch had cracked. The scenery of sleep began to deteriorate. And I began to slide back in a jump, that is, from the air.

Here is the most interesting. At first I felt my physical body in real life, then I fell into a dream. It was exactly the same feeling when I fell on my back and carried me into the decoration of my apartment. This time I was not in my apartment, but in some unfamiliar room. The room was dark. Then a package falls on top of me: A gray wrapper the size of a magazine. I immediately remembered that the Clairvoyant described how toys had been falling from above in his sleep. I open the package. I see some red crust. On top of it there are inscriptions beginning with H. Heichal, it seems, the word was floating, and he definitely remembered one more - Homul.
I just thought that it resembles a document in color, like color on a military ID. Immediately I read the heart of the RFSSR (perhaps more precisely it was written by the RFSFR).
Turn this crust over. I already see cardboard paper, I read the name of my classmate, but another name again floated letters. Putting off the crust, I get the following. I myself think I need to find for whom this package. I immediately thought of the result. I see on the next paper an inscription printed: For whom. A long line at the bottom, and on it with a pen in blue paste: Feichang-Uatchan.
Thought maybe forum users. All the letters are floating, it is impossible to read. Next, deploy. Colored glossy paper. Figure of a guy and around the line - like a child’s game, find a way out of the maze. On top of the paper is the inscription Jokes and below it are words in which the letters are incorrect. The inscription did not float, just the letters are written in different ways, where it is mirrored, where you still do not understand how. I thought that in a dream any of these tasks could not be completed. It turned out that while I was sorting the package, there were sprites in the room. Two of them, young guys (although I didn’t see their faces as if the dark silhouette of a man) hacked into cellular music - some kind of REP. They approached me from the back, and stood close. I turned around and knocked the phone out of their hands. The music calmed down right away. And literally in a couple of seconds in real life the alarm rings.

Findings:
1) Failed to count the fingers - vision "floated", all fingers were blurry.
2) After sliding back, I woke up, and then quickly returned to dream.
3) The jumps in the dream were quite high.
4) The strange sound of "crunching a broken tree branch" on the border of two areas.
5) Moved to an unfamiliar room. In this case, I first felt the physical body, and then the process of immersion in dream. As if diving deep into the water.
6) The package fell on top. Before that, in real life, I read with a user with the nickname “Clairvoyant”, how his toys fell from above.
7) Some inscriptions were read normally, others had errors, others blurred before my eyes. Moreover, it is very difficult to remember the correct spelling of inscriptions.
8) Inside the parcel was a drawing of a maze.
9) What is strange about REP music is that as soon as I knocked it out in a dream, I immediately heard the alarm from the real world.

Woke up after ~4 hours of sleep and decided to give WILD another go. Included some SSILD because it makes transitioning easier (or possible?) for me.

Everything went well with me waiting in a deeply relaxed state until I felt REM setting in after some time. Then, a familiar feeling of being pulled in started but I got distracted by someone coming in my room and talking to me. I wasn't sure if this was real, though I should have known better by now...

After a short non-lucid dream I started another try. This was almost the same as before except I was prepared now and didn't care for any hallucinations. When I felt the transition was over I slowly got up - my whole body was extremely heavy and I could barely move. So, I focused on the feeling of gravity (or the lack thereof) which immediately improved things. I walked through the house and left straight through the door (only a slight pressure while passing through). Outside I started hovering in the air but suddenly there was a glitch in the dream and I was back inside, in front of the door again. This time I floated through the window and then examined my surroudings outside. Looking around, I once again could barely believe the detail and vividness of the dream. I flew around a bit and got to a small beautiful cottage. For some reason I suddenly felt sexually aroused and wasn't too surprised when I found a DC sitting in a hanging chair in front of the cottage. But first I went around the garden and - wondering if I have ever smelled something in a dream - stuck my nose in flowers etc. There were some strange yellow-purple bananas and large pink flowers - the latter had indeed an intense, pleasant scent to them. Afterwards I went back to the DC and had sex with him which was a quite short but rather enjoyable and interesting experience. Then I woke up and went back to normal sleep.

The dream begins in New York City and I sense something out of my vision, so I go to check it out. Now then, it must be noted that NYC is actually the key area of my favorite dream, so it's natural to say I kind of incubated this.

I re-experience my best flying dream, SOAR, where I see the clouds trail by in the blue sky, feeling the wind blow past my face. I grab a cloud and feel it against my skin, with my previous shout "Sugoi" used as a powerful anchor.

This transition is actually kind of similar to the original SOAR. Although I didn't use an ability to help someone, the casual manner in which I twisted myself with the scene transition is almost like deja vu. Here is the original for comparison: "The blue peaceful field fills my vision, as the white fluffy clouds trail by, some big, but most of them long and thin. Gentle music begins playing in the background, a bit like a movie soundtrack (but soft enough to be unrecognizable). With the wind blowing in my face, I feel exhilarated. I feel a little bit nervous with butterflies in my stomach, however, as I tilt left and right, up and down, soon enough the pleasure of flying overcomes that nervousness. I feel free, I feel liberated, I feel fulfilled, I feel astonished. With the music slowly building upwards, the scene is so impressive I cannot help but exclaim: "Sugoi!!!""

So now you know more about SOAR. Let's move on.

The scene transitions and I lower myself down to the ground, where I am in CHARISMABBY, a dream where I hung out with my crush in Taj Mahal. With the sweet nostalgia remaining in the background, I see a golden diamond trinket in the middle of the hallway, and pick it up.

Now, CHARISMABBY is a remarkably short dream with not much to mention other than the fact that a country pop song played near the end, and I ran out of time for goals. However, I forgot to mention in the short version, it's a golden diamond because it represents my crush herself. In an excerpt of the dream, it says "Her laugh is contagious and her smile dazzles with light glinting off of her teeth, and with the light reflecting off of her hair too. Though I cannot remember an actual conversation, I feel greatly fulfilled merely by her presence and happiness." As you can see, it's clear that the dream and the girl was precious to me, that's why it was shown as me gathering a diamond.

With CHARISMABBY out of the way, let's talk about Beautiful Garden and New Telekinesis.

" I then see myself in a big beautiful garden from my dream New Telekinesis, and pick a flower from below. "

Okay, so this one's really short, and might actually be kind of a false memory, but I could've sworn this happened. The main reason why this is a little strange is that Beautiful Garden is a dream from really long ago, with details that imply I felt trapped, with a house filled with security and an overly strict mother sheltering her child. I used my powers to help her out and show off while standing in a field of flowers. However, you could argue that it's perfectly natural for this dream to be in ENIGMA, after all, SOAR displayed my freedom, and without the locked door shown, the red flower both represents a devotion to the new life, and could be a tribute to the previous scene about my crush.

This leads to another completely different scene: I'm in Ice, Ice Baby, where I had experimented with ice powers in a cold landscape. I see a hint of the northern lights...

Okay so Ice Ice Baby seems like your classic lucid dream, except I actually had a close call in the beginning as I was in camera view and had trouble stabilizing until I waited a while. The dream also kind of speaks volumes about my independence and my rational nature (as related to Piano Battle, but that's another matter entirely). What's curious is that in the original dream "Let it Go" and "The Greatest Show" started playing as a remix, while in ENIGMA it focused more on the visuals, with the next scene inferring the music that would happen in the background.

I transition this to complete darkness, resembling TRUE SYNESTHESIA, where I had seen music as colors. Here the colors flow very nicely, as if the song originally from CHARISMABBY had been transposed to this dream.

Unfortunately, it's quite difficult to recall the exact colors. I think it was a little of... red? Blue? Purple ish? Pretty normal stuff. With the songs from CHARISMA and Ice Ice not played directly, it's cool that this scene implies what they would look like. Overall, it's quite curious how all the re-experiences dulled down the sounds, but had visuals to compensate, and a mystery feeling overall. The soundtrack was kind of ambient, actually. It was brooding in the background, seemingly building up to this moment.

I become lucid and summon my dream guide to talk to her for a while. The rest of the dream is in darkness, but it is reaffirming the strength of the beginning.

So the ending is actually very unusual for a 6/5 dream, and still unusual even for a 5/5, and still yet somewhat strange for any dream. I've never really kind of "meditated" in the dark for what seems like half the dream, but that's what it seemed like occurred near the end. I just sat in the dark. Also, I forgot to transcribe here that I asked for permission to show the dream in different order -- because it didn't seem to matter at the time-- and she agreed. But I honestly am not sure what dream me was thinking. Yes, It seems somewhat logical that maybe I could describe this ending with SOAR, a powerful climax, but that would just lead to it being compared to the original dream. I believe that it started out with the strongest and best, so that the rest could complement well without having to compete (as such, why I don't list ENIGMA in my top 10, as it is a different kind of dream).

And I feel like TRUE SYNESTHESIA should indeed be the ending as it is here, as the rest of dream is dark just like the original. There's no point going bright again. Now, you can argue that you can swap around CHARISMA, Ice, and Garden, but it's actually pretty hard. The two slightly romantic scenes separated the two independence theme ideas, which is actually critical. If Ice happened right after Flight, it seems a strange transition as Ice is still a great exploration and dominance of power. Garden afterwards is also a little difficult, as I am standing completely still, making it a little too quick of a movement stop. In a way, ENIGMA is already perfect with the flying upwards gradually slowing down to a stroll to take the diamond, followed by picking up a flower, then moving to a landscape complete opposite where everything is cold yet still shows the same theme, and finally the dark conclusion.

(Just FYI, if I had these dreams in the order they occurred IRL, it would be: [2015] Garden, OZ, [2016] SOAR, CHARISMABBY, [2017] TRUE SYNTH, [2018] Ice)

Of course, the dream guide wasn't necessary to solidify the dream. But I feel like my question is actually quite interesting. I wanted to make ENIGMA even more mysterious than it currently was; I even made a puzzle IRL to correspond to the easter egg feeling of the dream. But it's clear from analysis, the dream was through and through perfect.

Alright, you're probably curious why OZ wasn't re-experienced and what that means, considering OZ is my favorite dream. Firstly, OZ's beginning is actually quite dangerous; I tried experimenting the bad side of that and it was not good. Cars were zooming by dangerously, and that is risky. Next, the main idea of OZ is breaking the limits of lucidity. I had asked my subconscious to : show me something hilarious, inspire me, go to the sea, go 20,000 leagues under, then ask Mastermind how he faked his death. Now, the first four could definitely be redone, so what's the problem? ENIGMA actually clearly has its own themes.

Except for the last scene, I am completely alone, and so each scene stresses my freedom, and my exploration of these past scenes. The funny scene was necessary to leave the dangerous cars behind and establish a strong break away, while ENIGMA does not need that. The Inspiration is also not needed as SOAR is more than enough. The big question is then, why not under the sea? This is quite difficult to answer. Online it says sea means "your calm mind, fluctuating emotions and internal strength", which doesn't exactly contradict anything from Enigma. My personal interpretation is that I already know my feelings, I'm already confident in myself. In the past, I've needed to seek forth my feelings and tackle them. However, by collecting the diamond in CHARISMA, the flower from Garden, it's clearly shown that I understand and accept these feelings from the past and their effect on the present.

35 ОС (2) от 6 января 2012
Пойти спиной назад
Сюжет неосознанной части был таков: я бегал в каком-то здании в поиске стены, которая давала силу. В конце концов я её нашёл. С какими-то спрайтами я стал спускаться по ступенькам, и тут ступеньки пошли вверх. Я подумал: "Это лестница Лэшера" (Правильно было бы сказать Эшера). Развернулся и стал спускаться вниз. Вышел в коридор. Дошёл до конца коридора. Слева от него была дверь, впереди стенка. Я открыл дверь - там была ещё лестница, и по ней ходили спрайты. От туда веяло какой-то чужеродностью, и я закрыл дверь. Сделал пару шагов по коридору и осознался. Далее мои мысли были чёткими без эмоций и дополнительных слов. "Надо пойти спиной назад". Коридор стал отдаляться. Когда я прошёл то место, где была стена, подумал: "Таким образом точно можно проходить сквозь стены". Идти с самого начала спиной назад было трудно, воздух был будто бы вязкий, сковывал все движения. Постепенно коридор становился всё дальше и дальше. Спрайты с которыми я в него заходил виднелись всё меньших размеров. Постепенно окружающие стены растаяли, и я оказался на подземной стоянке. Кругом стояли старые автомобили, некоторые без колёс. Я продолжал идти спиной назад и думал: "Надо найти источник синего пламени." Тут я вижу, что в мою сторону идёт девушка. Лица её я не рассмотрел, заметил только длинные волосы, брюнетка, и одета по моему в белое платье. Мелькнула мысль, что это может быть сновидящий, но потом я подумал, что тогда она должна была идти то же спиной назад. Я постарался от неё оторваться, шагать быстрее. Но воздух стал ещё более вязким. Она же хоть и шла медленно, но быстро приближалась ко мне. Когда до меня ей оставалось дойти примерно 5 шагов, я развернулся, чтобы идти вперёд быстрее, и тут же вылетел из сна.

Выводы:
1. Столкнулся с искривляющейся лестницей. Название вспомнил с ошибкой. Лестница Эшера.
2. Почувствовал чужеродность за дверью.
3. Пошел спиной назад. Сначала отдалился коридор. Потом я прошел сквозь стену, и оказался в другой локации. А затем воздух стал вязким.
4. Источник синего пламени - это так же относится к эксперименту с пещерой. Хотел таким образом прийти туда, но не вышло.

35 LD (2) January 6, 2012
Go Back to back ((Забавно, что по английски спина человека и идти назад переводятся одним словом - back). (It's funny that in English a person’s back and go back are translated in one word - the back).
The plot of the unconscious part was this: I ran in some building in search of a wall that gave strength. In the end, I found her. With some sprites, I began to go down the stairs, and then the stairs went up. I thought: “This is the ladder of Lasher” (It would be right to say Escher). Turned around and began to go down.
I went out into the corridor. I reached the end of the corridor. To his left was a door, in front of a wall. I opened the door - there was still a ladder, and sprites walked on it. A sort of alienness blew from there, and I closed the door.
I took a couple of steps along the corridor and confessed. Further, my thoughts were clear without emotions and additional words. "I have to go back to back."
The corridor began to move away. When I went through the place where the wall was, I thought: "So you can definitely go through the walls."
It was difficult to go back to back from the very beginning, the air was as if viscous, constraining all movements. Gradually, the corridor grew farther and farther. The sprites with which I went into it were visible all smaller. Gradually, the surrounding walls melted, and I ended up in an underground parking lot.
All around were old cars, some without wheels. I continued to walk backwards and thought: “I need to find the source of the blue flame.”
Then I see that a girl is walking in my direction. I did not examine her faces, I noticed only long hair, a brunette, and is dressed in my opinion in a white dress. The thought flickered that it could be a dreamer, but then I thought that then she had to go the same backwards. I tried to tear myself away from her, walk faster. But the air has become even more viscous. Although she walked slowly, she quickly approached me. When she had to walk about 5 steps to me, I turned to go forward faster, and immediately flew out of dream.

Findings:
1. Faced a curving staircase. The name is remembered with an error. Escher's staircase.
2. Felt alien outside the door.
3. Went back to back. At first the corridor moved away. Then I went through the wall, and ended up in a different location. And then the air became viscous.
4. Source of the blue flame - this also applies to the experiment with the cave. I wanted to come there in this way, but it did not work out.