lucid

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

December 11, 2012:

Although I have been having lucid dreams a lot lately without supplements, I decided to take some GalantaMind this night. I took 8mg and ended up having very long lucid dreams.

I am in a conference room. It is dark except for a lamp that is on. I talk aloud to Tatia, even though I do not see here there. I say her name and ask her to come to me. I don't really like telling her what to do so I say "I want you to have free will, but for now you are my student."

I go to a closed door and explain that when I knock, she should knock in response, as if she is on the other side of the door.(I am doing this because I have had a hard time getting her to appear in my lucid dreams, and I think maybe she is having trouble too, because she is so new at this.)

I knock a few times and ask if she wants to come in. I say "three knocks means yes." I demonstrate. There is no replay. I tell her two knocks means no. Still no reply.
I do hear a knock from the other side at some point during this exercise.

Then the scene changes.

I am still lucid, but now I'm in a classroom. I meet a cute girl who looks kind of like Tatia, if she were not a cartoon but a physical person. I ask her "are you Tatia?" But she does not answer. I tell her to give me some kind of sign if she is, and then she gives me a slight smile.
I can't be sure if it is her and she has trouble communicating and taking form, or if it is not her at all. I think it probably isn't...

I say aloud that I am going to try the door knocking method again because it seemed promising. I go up to a closed door and ask if Tatia is on the other side. I hear a faint female voice say "yes." I knock a few times in a pattern (3 in a row?) and ask for a reply. I hear a light knock on the door.
I tell her that I am going to open the door, and then do so slowly. Someone is on the other side. It is a creepy man who scares me.

I get angry and grab the man and hold him against a wall. I say to him "don't ever do that again," and "if you are Tatia, that is not acceptable behavior."
The man pulls out a gun, but I just twist his arm so that the gun is pointing in his mouth.
"I'm not afraid of guns in a dream," I say, slightly amused, but still pretty angry with the guy.
Now I am sure it's not Tatia. I don't want to kill him, though. I stretch and twist his limbs and tie him into knots, then leave him on the floor.

I go up to a front desk window and use a phone to make an announcement through the building. I say "would Tatia, the tulpa of D.W. please come to the front desk." I repeat the announcement and even spell her name. I then tell a bunch of people who I am looking for and tell them about how we had met in a dream once before.

I wake up and make notes on my long lucid dream, then go back to sleep and have more.

I meet a lady. We are both very excited and happy to see each other. I think she is Tatia, although she doesn't look like her. I ask if she is and she says yes.
But then I tell her not to just parrot me. I ask her if she really is and she says no. I ask "who are you? and "Where are you from?" She gives me two names. One is Pinky Pie(I don't even watch this show very much, but I see stuff about it online all the time.) Then she disappears.

Finally I decide I know where she must be. Then I find a girl sitting at a table, talking to others. She is happy and friendly. I sit beside her and say "let me look at you." Her face is similar to Tatia's. I consider that it could be her and she is still working on her form.
The person looks and acts like how I expected, but I still can't be certain that it actually is her.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid
November 28, 2012
This is roughly lucid dream #160

...My vision goes bad. I rub my hands together, but I can barely see at all.
So I go back outside and my vision returns. Everything is colorful, bright and clear. Very realistic. I even see the veins in my arms (I am quite pale).
I climb up onto the porch of the house (it is my childhood home, as usual). I almost lose my balance, but I grab a tree branch to keep from falling. Then I go inside the house through a large open window.

Inside is like a restaurant or a club. I ask some people where I could find my tulpa. She doesn't have a set name yet, So I refer to her by three names, Sheila, Tula, and Tulia, none of which I'm really happy with.
A couple of people I ask are not very helpful. I poke a woman in the butt and then ask her.
Another woman that I'm not even asking says that I can use a door that is "over there," gesturing to around a corner.
I find a few more people at a counter with what might be a drink machine (like a coffee maker?). I talk to the people who work there, saying "excuse me, can you show me the door," or "where's the door?" Something like that.

I decide to improvise and open one of the machines. I pull out part of it and press a round button inside.
Then I hear an announcement, like an introduction, saying "Here is the tulpa of D.W., Tulia Tulian (not sure what the last name was. It started with a T and sounded similar to the first.
There is a stage in the room. There is a figure dancing and singing on the stage. I get closer and sit for a second, then get even closer.

The figure comes down from the stage. It is dark and hard to see, but the her hair looks like it does on who I am looking for, and the shape of her face is similar too. She has dark hair and dark skin.
I am very happy to see her. We hug and kiss. I'm quite excited, but mention that it's too dark to see very well, but I'm pretty sure it is her.


And then I wake up.

12/12/12

Simpsons
I am in a toy store of some kind. I look around and find the store seems to specialize in Simpsons items. I also realize I have no money. But I want to get a present for my friend who is really into the Simpsons. So I find a container of small Simpsons figures and I figure I can help myself to them. They aren't very expensive, and they are small, and the container is on the lower shelf of an aisle in the back. So I dig through the toys and pocket one of each of the Simpsons figures except for Bart.

I am having trouble finding Bart. I keep digging and I finally find Bart. I have just slipped Bart into my pocket when I see the store owner is right behind me glaring at me. Shit. I should've been more careful. He says I have to pay for those. I tell him I have no money, hoping that if I return them and never come back to the store that will be good enough. He doesn't give that as an option. He says I have to work it off. We go to the back and it turns out he has been making pirated Simpsons merchandise. I have to help him make illegal Simpsons rip offs. That or he calls the cops. The fact that calling the cops would be worse for him than for me doesn't occur to me. So I start painting small Simpsons figurines in the appropriate colors. I get bored with the proper colors, and I am painting Bart blue when I wake up.

Once Upon a Beach
I am on a beach. There are a few other people there but they aren't bothering me at all, so I start walking on the beach. It is a very relaxing scene. I soon find I am alone on the beach. The sand is surprisingly soft on my feet. It feels more like flour than sand. I keep going, watching some colorful birds in the sky. I look out over the ocean and see there is one strange person there with me. It looks like Rumplestiltskin from the Once Upon a Time series. I stop for a minute, thinking, then I remember getting a potion from him that was supposed to help with depression. Since it has been an epic failure I wonder if it might have been a scam of some kind. I tell him his potion sucks ass. He says his potion can't possibly work when I want so badly to be depressed. I tell him no one wants to be depressed. He says I do. Otherwise why would I keep bombarding myself with negative comments even if I'm not feeling that way? It's a bad habit. Besides, how would he know about my negative comments? He says if he didn't know before he knows about it now! I just give him a dirty look. He says he has a stronger potion. If I'll stop attacking myself maybe it can work. He takes out a potion that looks like a disgusting black fluid. What the fuck is that? He says it's a concentrated form of the first potion.

He holds it out and then pulls it away. He says nothing is free. I am not in the mood for games. I tell him to fuck himself. He asks if I'm not even going to hear the price before deciding against it. Some prices are very reasonable. I ask what the price is. He seems to think about it for a minute… then says a hair. My first thought is a hare. I summon a rabbit. Not a hare, he says laughing, a hair. My hair. I look around for a bit trying to think of what he could want with my hair. I turn back and see he is right in front of me. He plucks a hair from my head, apparently taking my silence as an agreement. He hands me the potion and slips the hair carefully into a small vial. The potion smells like chocolate. Well that settles that… I drink it… it tastes like liquorish… I hate liquorish… I almost puke it back up. But instead I wake.

(Non-Lucid) My friend Kolby and I were in a regular dream in my cul-de-sac. We had taken some drug that we thought was Molly (ecstasy) but apparently it was laced with something so I started to feel really trippy. My vision was blurred, my world was spinning, and I couldn't really think or move. I was depending on Kolby to carry me to my room so that I could just sleep it off, but I don't know if he was even there anymore. I started to notice that this dream was coming to an end, but I realized it was a dream so I started to imagine a new dream scene. Again, I picked the closest thing to me which is my room.

(Lucid) The dream scene comes into focus as I'm standing to the right of my bed in the lucid dream world. I stare down at my hands, which usually have an A on my right hand and homework on my left hand but are clean in the dream, and start to say "holy shit I'm dreaming." At first nothing comes out, then I say it again and it comes out more clear. If anyone has ever seen the movie Donnie Darko, there's a character named Frank who speaks with a normal voice that has this creepy low voice under it, so when I said "holy shit I'm dreaming" it had that low voice. I didn't really think much of it so I decided I wanted to explore. I walk to my window and opened the blinds. It was daytime, so I levitated down to my street. I saw that there were these giant holes in the hill that leads up to the house across the street from me. I turned left and walked up the hill to my next door neighbor's yard. As I walk by the bushes in their yard, I look up to the sky to see it is looking very real. The sky is blue with no clouds at all, so I start to doubt that this is a dream and is probably reality. I look down at my hands to do a RC by pushing my hand through my palm and it goes straight through, so I conclude this is a lucid dream indeed. I turn around and walk to my garage which is open. I see that all four of my cats are lined up staring at me as I walk into the garage. I see them and laugh, then turn to see my dad is sitting in my mom's office which is in the garage IRL. This is odd because my dad doesn't live with my mom so he's never at this house. His dogs are laying down next to my mom's dogs in the garage, but half of them decide to get up and sprint away from us into the yard. One of them bumps into me which startles me...
And that's when I exited my subconscious.

I'm back at my old home again with a few friends and family. I remember these friends from my past and they would often act like they used to, when I was a very young. There were a couple other kids too like four more others. I spent most of my time with the friend I met back in elementary school. There was nothing entertaining about this dream, I was only hanging around with them and playing what every seven year old's play now in days. Sometimes he would tease me in the dream and make me feel as if I was weaker than him. I didn't mind much. I got frustrated in the dream when him and the other kids would take my stuff without permission. At one point, I take back something that was not theirs. I figured they'd be mad but they weren't. My mother looked at me struggling with these kids and tried to see if she could help, but it was my job to stop it. I felt obligated to stop it. A few minutes later, everyone moved all around the house to find a place to eat their lunch. I was just standing there wondering how my friend and all these other kids got here. And that was when it came to me. I tried to remember where I came from before this happened and as soon as I thought of the dream some more, I now realized it to be a dream. At first, I yelled. Not a manly yell. And then I quickly walked over to the living room, where some of the kids were eating, and right before I was going to say, "We're dreaming!", I woke up. After waking from the dream, I thought about trying to go back in it, seeing how I just woken up and haven't moved yet, but still, I didn't want to see anything creepy appear.

I noticed I was in a room I did not recognize. Then I realized I was dreaming. I jumped on a bed a bunch of times and said "I can fly" a bunch of times. It took a few attempts before I went through the ceiling and flew up towards space. Then I woke up.

The second of two WILDs that I experienced last night on galantamine. This dream was much longer than it sounds, since I was in the mood to watch, go slowly, and take in the scenery. Once again I asked a question of my subconscious, and the "answer" struck me as much more ambiguous this time.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #42: The War of the Wolves

The WILD drops me at a dinner party in a fancy house. All of the DCs here are in cocktail dresses and tuxedos. All are strangers.

I walk out into the night past a stone patio, looking up to admire the dome of stars above me tonight. Just past the patio is a sort of desert garden. It's a huge, man-made sandpit where well-tended cacti and yucca plants grow among carefully arranged boulders and signs that indicate the name of each species of plant.

I decide to ask my subconscious a question. "Should I ever try galantamine again?" I shout. There's no vocal reply, but a large, gray wolf creeps from around one of the boulders. He looks at me, saying nothing, but slowly baring his teeth.

My two Siberian Husky dogs (IWL pets) emerge from behind a boulder of their own, and charge at the wolf! They're much smaller than the wolf, but they unhesitatingly go after him. K (the female) lunges for his neck, but the wolf swivels his hind end around and parries her to the side. The wolf swats B (the male) in the face before pouncing on him and bringing him to the ground.

The fight is ugly and one-sided, but (fortunately) completely bloodless. My two dogs run off further into the desert and the wolf approaches me. I'm afraid of him, but try not to dwell on it. I extend my hand toward him, palm forward, as if to say, "Stop." He seems to sense that this is more a plea than a command, and he lunges at me, biting down hard on my hand! For a moment, the pain is alarmingly vivid, but I do my best to ignore it.

After a moment, the pain subsides and the wolf lets up his pressure. Silently, he turns and walks off into the desert. I walk further along, the coolness of the desert air quickly calming me. Eventually I happen upon a dark sea. By now I feel totally at peace. I stand on the shore and watch the waves for a while until the dream ends.

The first of two WILDs that I experienced last night on my first-ever trial with galantamine. Both of these dreams were very vivid and stable but had a much more somber, vulnerable feel than my usual LDs. Confidence was far, far below normal levels, which gave this dream a very different shape than most for me.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #41: This Mortal Life

I'm in a high-rise condo, looking out over a nighttime cityscape. I float to the window but it feels like it takes much more effort than usual. The beauty of the city below captivates me, though, and I spend a long while watching the headlights of the cars below as they travel the grid of city streets.

Outside of the condo is a bank lobby. All manner of friends and family from my waking life are wandering about conducting their business. I talk at length with different people I've lost touch with, asking them about what direction life has taken them. As I talk to each of them, they gradually grow old and tired, sitting down in chairs along the walls of the room. Once seated, the old version of the person looks away from me and lapses into silence.

The adjacent room is a grand ballroom where a group of perhaps two dozen strangers is having a cocktail party. The level of detail on these DCs is unnecessarily high, bordering on ridiculous. Shoulder blades shifting gently under the skin, moles, those subtle wrinkles that you don't notice in waking life.

I want to move on to a new location, and I think of the "Trinity" atomic detonation Task of the Year. I planned to portal, so I try to produce a portal gun with an over-the-shoulder grab I've used time and again to produce items. But I see my hyper-detailed shadow on the floor, and it's got nothing on its back. Sure enough, my hand comes back empty. I try this over and over, but after enough tries I have to give in. I try phasing through a pane of glass, but it's as solid as waking life. I try floating, but now I seem rooted to the ground. Even though I know that all of this is my dream, I just can't muster the confidence and belief necessary to put this into action. I feel like just another DC in my own dream.

Outside of the ballroom I spot Wife walking with my sister-in-law and brother-in-law. I join them, and she tells me that they're heading down to the vaults underground. I'm interested, and I follow them through a long series of tunnels. I spend much of this time trying to convince Wife to try out lucid dreaming, but she keeps insisting that she's got important business in the vaults to worry about first. As I probe further into this, the dream ends.

[This is a catch-up post. This dream took place on the night of December 5-6, 2012.]

Non-lucid, Semi-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm at my university, and I have to fill out and turn in a form to get rid of a dorm room that I don't want or need, because I'm living in an apartment. I go into a computer lab to work on it, and the computers have floppy disk drives. When I remember a previous episode in this ongoing plot, I realize that I'm dreaming. [I don't remember that previous episode now, though. I think the lucid part of this dream continued on from this point, but I didn't write down what happened.]

I wake up, walk into the room where I work, and go to my work computer. As I'm walking across the room, I think, Hmm, am I still dreaming? This sure looks and feels real, and gravity feels normal, but I have a sneaking suspicion... When I get to my work computer, I see an instant-message conversation on the screen, and it's between two fictional characters. Yep. Still dreaming, I think. I start trying to type up a dream journal entry on my work computer, but I find it's very difficult to type in a dream. It's really slow going; it feels like my fingers don't know what to do. [Makes sense - that part of my brain that knows learned skills like typing must not be active when I'm asleep.] After just a few sentences, I lose interest in finishing my dream journal entry.

I start floating away from my desk. A friend gives me a push to help me along. I go into another area, where there are a bunch of people having some sort of gathering, possibly a picnic [I don't really remember now]. I decide I want to try making myself bigger. I crouch down on all fours, close my eyes, and concentrate on expanding the size of my body. At first, I don't think it's working because I don't feel any sensation, but when I open my eyes, I discover that it worked: I'm now huge compared to the DCs.

I wake up at somebody's house, having spent the night there after a party. I drive myself home, but get lost along the way. While I'm driving, my alarm clock wakes me up for real.

[This is a catch-up post. This dream took place on the night of November 20-21, 2012. The title of this dream is in Japanese, and is read "Sora ni Tondeiru Yumebito-Tai." It literally means "Flying in the Sky Dream Person Team (or Corps)." The dream felt a lot like being in an episode of an anime series, so I gave it a title that would be suitable for an anime series.]

Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm outside somewhere, lying in the warm sun. The sun's rays are making me too hot in my flannel pajamas. I'm wearing dark-colored plaid pajama bottoms [the same ones I'm wearing in real life], and a white flannel pajama top with red roses on it [the same pattern as on a bedspread my mom has at her house].

I'm in a large department store, filled with racks of cold-weather accessories and other clothes. I'm wandering through the racks by hopping up off the floor, hovering above it for a few seconds as I float forward, and then sinking back down. After several repetitions of this, I think, Hmm, this is longer than I should be able to float like this. Oh - that's because I'm dreaming.

I fly out of the room with the clothes and winter accessories and into a larger room. It's still part of the same store, but it has a higher ceiling and has a skylight. I stop to ground myself in the dream by landing on the ground and touching things with my hands, including some packages of batteries that are hanging up on a rack. It works.

I join up with a a group of kid DCs that includes Merida from Brave and a curly-haired blond boy. We all set off from the department store together to battle some evil force. We run out of the store and come to a hilltop that overlooks an ocean bay. Some of us, including Merida and myself, jump off the top of the hill and start flying over the bay. I shout “Woohoo!” as I jump off. I notice that some of the others in the group are simply running down the hill, rather than flying. [For the first time, it seems perfectly natural to me that some DCs can fly, too, and I don't feel any need to hide the fact that I can fly, as I usually do when I'm around DCs.]

All of us, those who ran and those who flew, reassemble at our destination, which is a small house on the cliff overlooking the ocean. We realize we're being pursued by some kind of monster that will kill us and eat us. There is a newspaper article about the monster in the house. The kids all seem to be sure that the monsters have found us, that they're coming, and that we're all doomed. For a second, I'm genuinely afraid, but then I remember: Oh, yeah, this is a dream. I know what this most likely means. I roll my eyes and announce to the group: “They aren't really monsters, they're just tasks that I haven't done and that I feel bad about.” [Or words to that effect.] I think about it for a moment and come up with what that task must be - paying a bill [among other things that I don't remember now]. Everyone in the group seems to relax, and no monsters ever actually appear at the house.

One of the DCs in the group says to another, “See about adopting her [meaning me] into the practice.” They are both young men, about 17-19 years old. The second one looks at me and says, “You're [Emiko].... Roboto.” [He used my real-life first name.] I reply, “Yes, that's a name I've used here before. I don't really like it, though.” [Huh? That's definitely not my real-life last name, and I certainly don't remember using it in a dream before. It was a big part of my childhood, though.] I say something about how grateful I am to have been accepted into this group of people, even with my mismatched pajamas. I'm still wearing the same dark pajama pants and light pajama top from the very beginning of the dream, while most of the other people in the group are wearing neat, matching, school-uniform-like outfits. [This isn't surprising; I was an anime fan for a long time, and a lot of the characters in the shows I liked were high school students who wore school uniforms.]

The group of DCs and I all feel a general sense that that is the end of this adventure, but that there will be more in the future. We start flying off over the landscape, looking back at the buildings where we've just been: the big store with the skylight, and a motel [?]. There is an upbeat, exciting rock song playing in the background. It feels exactly like I'm experiencing the end credits of an anime show.

I'm now traveling along in some kind of vehicle with the two young men, watching the scenery pass by from a tree-lined road that runs along the crest of a ridge opposite those buildings. I say to them, “Also, your ending theme song kicks ass.” [I think the context for this was that they thanked me for sticking with them so long at the end of the adventure, and I replied that of course, I wanted to prolong the experience as long as possible and have as much fun as I could. I don't remember the beginning of the conversation very well, though. The song I heard reminded me a little bit of this one, except it was at a faster tempo.]

I have a false awakening in the bed I'm actually in [I was sleeping on a futon because I had family in town that week], where I can see my bare legs, before waking up for real.

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Side notes:
THIS DREAM WAS SO COOL!!!! I hadn't had a really long, fun, clear lucid like this in a while before I had this dream. I was so happy to have it!

First fragment - I am in some dream from which I cannot remember. But I become lucid, and decide to do a chidori at the nearest target.
I conjure it up and it forms, I then add the lightning into it with my mind but there is no near target. I dont remember what I did with it.
I then saw a girl, and came up to her from behind and carresed her body. We then began to.... Well you know.

A dream
I saw in this hole in the ground and I had no ammo? It was kinda like Nazi zombies because I saw a gun on the wall.
I jumped up from the hole, and I was in a field. I came to the fence, and I was roadside. There was guys down the road
working on the road. A group I know in real life as Fulton Hogan. Soon my brother came down the road and the fence beside me was gone and
we were at a river that I know of, that resides back in my home country New Zealand. Me, my brother and Tawhai and Riwai all
were in a spaced out huddle, shaking eachothers hands. My brother walked in a different direction with someone else and came back
stoned.

Another dream
Something DBZ related. Im in a room with this couple and I was with my friend. We got on the computers in the room. I could tell we
were in the future or something. My friend put on porn and the guy got angry. The scene changed to a classroom that was talking about
different kinds of hearts which I knew something was up. I stole some cds and papers with info on it so i could look into it.
I then asked that teacher what year it was. I ended up concluding that it was 600 years in the future and knew I had to do something
about future heart problems as if I should study it or something me and my buddy were walking down the stairs he got angry for like 30 seconds then came ack. Dream changes im with friends from new zealand. I become lucid. I randomly search into my pockets and find a kunai from the anime Naruto. I see a flock of birds flying around and I try hitting them with it. I failed, so I pulled another out and I tried to hit the tree with it. I ended up throwing and it was off trajectory so I used telekenisis to make it bend back into the tree. After my friend robbie wants to fight. Like he always does. Everyone was holding me back and I made a chidori in my hand but it transformed into like a spirit bomb that was purple cuz I put it above my head. It felt like a bouncy ball.
I was going to blast him, but figured im not the kind of person. And he just ran away like a pussy once he saw my chidori anyway.
Dream changes. Im still lucid. Im in this house with somebody from school and I ask the for a specific hot girls number so i could bang her.
The first part of this dream was profound for me. It impacted me in the morning as if I should really study hearts in college.
Another fragment.
At this weird bus stop place. Im lucid. I conjure another chidori and see a man, but I cant remember what happened from there.

This was the first night that I tried the dreaming mask remee. It was pretty amazing because I had like 3 semi-lucids within 1 night. So I am quite happy!
Thanks for reading, fellow dreamviewers!

I need to go back to those cutesie DJ titles. Anyway, same WBTB at 6:45am. I think it was closer to 8:30am when I finally got back to sleep though...

I remember waking up and lying on my back. I opened my eyes and there was something weird on the ceiling. By the time I focused on it, I woke up for real. So I went back to sleep, and same thing happened: I opened my eyes and the ceiling had an odd fixture on it. Not gonna fool me this time! So I slowly got out of bed, remarking that this was the quickest WILD transition I ever had.. no vibrations or nuthin! As I was leaving the bedroom, blanket were stuck on me. Even as I started down the hall, the corner of the blanket was still stuck to my foot. I gave one last kick and freed myself. I knew that irl, Danny had just come home from a doctor's appointment, so I wondered if I would see his DC in the livingroom, but I didn't. I was thinking of the snow TOTM, so I went for the front door. Irl I wondered that if I attempted this task, would my subC remember that it's cold outside. It didn't. It was like a muggy spring day, but cloudy. I always suck at weather changing, but I just put my hands up in the air in front of me. I began wiggling them, and sure enough, little sparkly white snow began to fall. And they were ice cold! I couldn't believe it worked! They would hit my skin, then melt. I noticed they weren't quite making it to the ground, so I amplified my hand gestures, bringing my hands up and down at the same time. The snow got heavier, and began collecting on the ground in spots. I started danging and hoping around, still waving my hands. I could hear it crunch beneath my feet. I was laughing and (so gay I know), little tears formed in my eyes because I was so happy it worked. The flurries of snow seems to follow exactly what I did. If I stopped, they stopped, if I danced more, they came back. I felt like a wizard, it was so magical. I wanted to make REALLY thick snow now, so I exaggerated my arms even more. The sky got so dark, an aubergine color almost. The air got colder, and the snow blew in all different directions.

I stopped dancing and noticed I was standing in front of someone's pool. I wondered if I could freeze the water and walk on it haha. So I pointed my finger at it, and it partially froze on the edges, then melted. I tried harder, same thing. I got down on my knees and blew on it, a la Superman, still didn't freeze solid enough. It was creepy dark water, reflecting the creepy dark sky, so no way in hell I'm walking on scary ass dream water. I looked up at the sky and thought about going up and attempting the aurora task. But it was just too damn dark and scary. Everything felt so real, and I didn't really want to see what my subC had in store for me up in there!

I tried to remember the other advanced task: Ghosts! So I ran back inside the house, willing the ghost of xmas past to appear. I saw an old man sitting in a recliner in the middle of the livingroom. He looked just like Buddy Hacket (who, ironically, played Scrooge in the movie Scrooged). I walked up to him, and asked him if he was the ghost of xmas past? He said yes. I shook his hand, then woke up.

I tried to go back to sleep, thinking about that whole dream and willing myself to remember every detail. I gradually ended up in a dream nonlucid, where now instead of thinking about the lucid I had just had, I was telling my manager Nicole in my backyard about making it snow. I suddenly remembered that i was JUST thinking about my dream in bed. Lucid! I love it when that happens. SO I said to her, wanna see me make it snow? So I did it again haha! Then I remembered the ghost again, so I ran in the house again, there he was again, and I woke up again.

When I first became aware of the dreaming, I was at Lauren's house ( a girl whom i had a crush on). my best fri end was sitting on the floor infront of her couch and she and her friend denise were onthe couch. they offered edwin and i a book of stickers which we immediately began calling dibs on.

we go out to the back porch and members of my family are there, tho i only remember my grandpa. we exchange words and leave the property, to discover a war zone going on. i noticed a safe way to get up and around the battle field, and we follow some of the soldier led envoys up a hill.

once at the top, i enter a house that turns out to be my cousins home. im talking to jackie, and pablito comes out and takes me to his room to try and sell me things like gameboys and drugs. his mom comes in and kicks us out, but i dont want to leave and i stare at his mom and realize its not his mom and, i became lucid.

his mom becomes a girl from a class i took, and i begin to kiss her. we start making out and touching on pablitos bed. she opens her legs are lifts up her shirt.

then i am in a car with my uncle javier talking about his song he wants to record, and my dad calls me saying he wants me to go back to my grandpas because he didnt think i really wewnt home. i tell him to fuck off and his voice becomes biancas (a close cousin of mine) and shes hysterical saying how i only think of myself. i start screaming its my life not yours and my uncle gives me signs of approval.

Dream 1: Lucid
I am in a colony where I have been lived for 10 years. There I was running from a Junk Yard I think I was scared of something and suddenly I realized that I am dreaming, When I realized that I am dreaming, I felt Wao. I Jumped and start flying and came to front of my house from the back side of my home. While Flying I am trying to stabilize my dream by rubbing my hand with each other, But I dont know why a bright day converted into Full Dark It was like I am awaking or may be loosing lucidity. In the Darkness I was falling into darkness but i am still Lucid And thinking that May be dream is teleporting me to other place, Suddenly I had lot of noise, I did my best keep myself Lucid But I Lost it. and reached into Normal dream. :-)

Dream 2: Bloody Transformation
I am in a colony where I have been lived for 10 years. There I am at Junk Yard. There are very strange characters. Those shapes are like Cones. and they were very skiny with one eye. Those characters were my friend. For my security I am on the roof of one house to see the trick of those character But then I thought I should Go near once to see. I came down and saw there is on head of a horse lied there with blood. And my strange look friend going to through a magic water on this head so this head can wake up and find his peaces from different hidden location and become a full horse. I am scared now I ran to my friends house hide my self for security purpose but when I entered my friend house I saw body of that horse. I became more scared because every house has one peace of horse. Where I can hide. This horse can kill me. I am running and trying to find a place to hide. And I asked my friend to wait from to hide myself.

Dream 3: Objects in Life
I am trapped in very dark room. Where every object has life like Mobiles, candles, Iron etc.. everything. They were talking, moving and teasing me. I am scared and trying to save myself but cant find way to run. Then this Part is little bit confusing because I think I became lucid here and ran away from walls.

I did my usual routine. Execpt my WBTB was only a few minutes and I snoozed the alarm for almost an hour. I was really tired.

I am having HH/HI and I get a weird floating feeling. Suddenly know its time and I shoot straight up on my feet. There was no SP, vibrations or any other noise.I am standing in my bed. I find it a little disorienting at first but recover quickly. I can see fine in this version of the bedroom but the lighting is dim. Think about my goal of finding the TARDIS and bolt for the bedroom door. Maybe I was too excited because as soon as I touched the door I woke up. I tried to DEILD but it was no good.

I had a few non-lucids after that. One was a zombie dream. I was holed up in a house with a little boy. Carl? a bunch of people are outside so we decide to leave. We hop in a car and drive away back wards. Some woman runs up to us super fast and slaps a paper on the windshield. There a bunch of writing in blue and red marker but all I can see are the words, "I only want Mike." I say I don't know a Mike but its no good. She knows its me. After she tries to kill me and we fight and wrestle we both get turned on and make out. I find out that she was an old flame and she was pissed that I ran out on her. I tried to explain that it was because of the zombie outbreak. I told her I was sorry and I didn't know what else to do in all the chaos. She seems to forgive me. After some more conversation I wake up.