lucid

Friday, November 16, 2012

Jarvis and I must have gotten ourselves into trouble, because I found myself sitting across from him and the school's counselor. Jarvis seemed to be upset about getting into trouble, but I cannot recall what emotion I may or may not have been feeling at the time. The counselor had talked to Jarvis many times before, but judging by the way she talked about him, it did not seem as though she knew him very well--as if she heard more about him than she did from him.

The counselor, it seemed, was not truly getting on to us. It seemed more that she was just trying to get to know me (as I was her "new charge") than anything else, as well as make sure that both Jarvis and I felt that we were a "part" of something larger with her: a group with all members comfortable sharing their experiences and emotions together. She told me something that she had heard about Jarvis from someone else, that it was common knowledge in the student body that Jarvis was the fastest swimmer to attend their school. She then described the time that gave him this status, and I pictured it all in my head:

Jarvis and his class, I assume, were on some sort of field trip at a beach. He was supposed to be with the rest of his class at the top of a cliff, where a cave was, but instead he had wandered off on his own and remained at the bottom of the beach. From where I was looking, Jarvis was running to catch up with his classmates. He was so fast that the hydrogen ions did not break, and that he remained on top of the water until he got to the sand. Instead of looking down from the cave, my point of view flew down in front of him. He did not see me, as I was only picturing this in my mind, but there was a look on his face that spoke of something like being tired or sad.

Once I was done picturing this, I was back across from the counselor and Gaug, who seemed somewhat surprised that she and I were having the conversation that we were. "Most people only start talking about stuff I've done when they're upset with me."

I considered telling him that we had known each for nearly a year and I had yet to be annoyed with him, but refrained.

Either I forget what happened after this or there was a time laps, but I suddenly found myself in the middle of two younger children on our school bus, heading towards my old school for Saturday detention. The one on my left, a younger girl, is the one I am not so familiar with, but the boy on my right was a neighbor: Stan, a rambunctious young boy who tends to get into trouble with everyone.

Before the bus reached the school, Stan decided that he really had to crap, so he stood up on top of our seat, pulled his pants down, squatted, and let it loose. What came out looked more like a realistic Mr. Hankey(?) from South Park than it did an actual pile of poop. The piece of crap was put in a petri dish and put on the floor by Stan.

The other girl and I were just trying not to get in his way.

The bus driver apparently knew that Kyle had dome something, because she stopped the bus, got up, and told him to dispose of it--though I don't remember how Kyle did it.

As Mrs. McDonald drove us near the old school entrance, I thought to myself that I knew what was going to happen, because whatever I thought was going to happen would happen. Wait a minute, I thought to myself, that only happens in dreams.

I turned around in my seat to see one of the green Mario pipes there. It was very small, and would probably be more suitable to a rat, but that did not stop me from getting up and walking towards it. Kneeling down, I gazed down in it. I do not remember what I seen, but I do know that I was going slightly cock-eyed from staring into something like that. I dived in it, but the dream must have stopped here.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #30: Fire Escape

I'm leading a group of perhaps a dozen small children down a fire escape. We're on the third floor, there's no railing (!), and the kids are wandering everywhere. I'm holding hands with two of them and trying desperately to corral the others with my feet. My anxiety level is out of sight and I don't know how to get them down safely. To my horror, a pair of the kids wander off of the unrailed fire escape, falling to the ground below. One of the fallen kids seems to hurt his ankle and the other gets a huge gash on his arm. I scoop the rest of the kids up under my arms and run down to the bottom, grateful that they're not more badly hurt.

Later, Wife and I are standing on a viewing platform at the top of a skyscraper. It's night and I'm leaning against the railing, recounting to her what happened, still feeling really rotten. I tell her, "It was like some kind of nightmare..." I get suspicious, perform a nose pinch RC and now I have it all figured out.

I'm overjoyed not only to be lucid but also that nobody actually got hurt and none of that earlier stuff even happened. I float up and then fly off into the night, forgetting entirely to say goodbye to Wife. I fly over the city, circling around another skyscraper before banking left. Ahead of me is an empty bridge that crosses a bay. I fly under it, performing a high-speed barrel roll as I go. It feels amazing, but as I emerge from under the bridge, my vision goes completely dark.

I'm still flying, though. I can feel cool air rushing past my body, so I just go with it, flying blind for a while. I don't want to lose my lucidity so I start belting out songs that talk about flying. I think that I may have mostly performed Foo Fighters' "Learn to Fly" but I sometimes suffer from musical confusion in lucid dreams. Whatever song it was, I was really going for it and I became vaguely worried that my sleeping body might be singing too.

I suddenly find myself standing in our master bedroom, no longer in flight. The room's dark and Wife is asleep on her side of the bed, but I'm not fooled. Still dreaming. For some reason, I drag our bookcase out into the middle of the room to see how realistic it feels. (Very.) But then I worry that Wife will get up to go the bathroom and run into it, so I shove it back into place.

I float downstairs and head to the back door. I know that it's deadbolted shut, so I phase through, the glass pane chilling my skin like cool water. I remember that I want to find Purgatory for the Task of the Month. I imagine as Dante described it -- as a terraced mountain located somewhere in the seas of the southern hemisphere. I take flight again and start looking for it. I realize now that I flew north instead of south... oops! Somehow I wind up flying into a huge cavern that takes me downward into a sewer, where I'm soon lost.

Rather than flowing with things, I become alarmed and want to find my way out of this "mess" to get back on track. The ceilings are low so I'm forced to run through the (fortunately quite pristine) sewer water. There's daylight somewhere up ahead and I race through twisting, turning passageways to find it.

I finally spot a hole in the ceiling up ahead with daylight streaming through it (is it daytime now?) Unfortunately, along with the daylight, a steady stream of enormous, squealing rats is pouring in through the hole as well. They come right for me, and I'm not thinking clearly enough to come up with a clever plan. I punch the rats in the head or their potato-like bodies when they draw near, and each time I do the rat flops limply onto its back, not moving.

I'm almost to the hole when Erik Estrada himself steps in front of me, telling me to stop. I've unfortunately gotten swept up into caveman mode and I summon a weapon with which to fight Erik Estrada. Fortunately, I look at my right hand and discover that the "weapon" I summoned is just a modest zucchini squash. As the dream fades, I tell Erik Estrada that I am "really sorry about that", but he doesn't seem to hear.

incredibly clear lucid last night. im at this swimming pool/shopping complex in manchester with a mate (MF). we walk into a part of it we are not supposed to and security pull us back. after a quick search they give us back our stuff. suddenly i notice im missing my clothes. i grab a towel and jump in a lift. my mate starts laughing at me then when he jumps out the lift he realises he is naked too. we look at each other and go ahhh it must be a dream.

were in this square in town and there are amazing old architectural buildings around. i float around a bit then decide to go for that swim. then we are on bikes and searching round the outside of the complex/ there is some kind of animal park there, with fenced of paths to walk down with horses and stuff a bit like a petting zoo. there is a little pile of puppies on the ground and they look like some of them are badgers.

my mate swerves to avoid another biker and his bike flies of down this ravine. luckily he manages to bounce himself off a tree to avoid falling. when he gets to his bike he whacks it golf style and somehow manages to land it right next to me.

inside the complex is a 1st story room with large glass windos each side. there are 2 similar buildings across each street on each side. as the swimming complex starts to close, people start to file into this room for some after hours activities. it soon becomes clear that its some kind of swinger club as people start displaying themselves to each other across the street. i have a little look but then decide its not for me right now and make my exit.

back in the shopping part and i have this weird link to a repetitive past dream. i am trying to buy this weird tv, which is portrait shaped, makes lots of weird noises and lights, and best of all comes with this egg which grows into an amazing worm/caterpillar type thing which eventually becomes some amazing bug. kind of like the screaming bug on simpsons without the screams. the tv and bug are from a dream where i am living at college in this row of chalet type houses.

i meet wayne rooneys brother when i decide that i will have to order the tv later. i tell him that im here with wayne? for some reason... wayne turns up and has a bit of a fight with his near identical little bro. i try to leave the complex to get my car but the entrance foyer is starting to get rammed with people heading up to the swinger area. lots of my friends are their. also there is this one guy from school who i go up to and ask him his name. his says yes thats me and i just call him a massive cunt then walk away. also Si C is there with mates as i try and squeeze past them. Fi is also there and i chat to her briefly.

i finally make it out of the complex and ask a guard what is the best way to the car park. i go round the back and side of the building and remember that we are parked in this sandy area. i drive around it and eventually we come to a track which leads to a beach. people have left loads of stuff on it like kids bikes so i have to drive very slowly and carefully as they move them for me and i weave inbetween them with just my foot on the brake which only slows the car down but never quite stops it. as i pull into the beach i drive over this black guys wallet/phone or something. i hope that the soft sand will make sure they are not broken, but as it seems he hasnt noticed i try and just get away with it sneakily... cant remember much else for now

LD

I. I do not remember what I was doing before this, but I find myself walking through a hall when I did a RC which got me thinking about dreaming, the RC worked and I knew it was a dream from my DS. The school was laid out different than the real one, but I knew where I was going because I suddenly remembered it from previous dreams (or that I thought I did and my mind was making the right path for me). I walked into the library/computer room and my old english class was there, the same teacher was there and and I looked around and most of the people I recognized was from the class. My teacher called to me, so I walked over to her and she started telling me something, it was just about a paper or something, so I was not paying attention since it was a dream. I started to leave, thinking of going outside, and that is when everything just went black. I wasn't awake, I was still sleeping, but it was like I fell out of the dream and everything was black. Maybe I was in SP and just couldn't move, but I tried going into a new dream, and maybe I did because that is all I remember of it.

Usual WBTB. At some point I was in a nonlucid, where me and my mom and a couple other family members I think, were driving around a mountain and got stranded. We were hungry and thirsty, and there were no buildings for miles, and no other cars or people. We were standing on the side of the road on the edge of the top of the mountain in despair, when I thought I saw a tiny smoke ring appear from over the side of the mountain. I watched transfixed as the ring dissipated, then I saw another, and another! So I walked to the very edge and looked down, and I saw a reststop with some cars, and a guy was smoking a cigarette and making smoke rings. Yay we're saved! I told everyone to stay put and I climbed down to where they were to find food and water.

After I made it to the parking lot, I saw a tourist center, so I went in and looked from room to room for a vending machine, or water fountain, or something. I looked briefly in this one room, and it looked like a little kid's classroom. For some reason this made me lucid, because it seemed so out of place. I laughed, and was like YEAH! Then something really strange happened (well, strange for me): The little classroom that had once been perfectly clear and realistic, suddenly became all wibbly and unstable. Like I had gone from straight sober to stinking drunk in that one second that I had realized it was just a dream. This was a revelation for me, because I had always assumed that I had visually unstable lucid dreams alot, because my nonlucids must also be unstable. Since I am not fully aware of nonlucids until I'm recording them the next morning, I was never really sure if maybe I just wasn't remembering the instability. Whereas in a lucid, I'm aware of the dream in the moment, and notice the instability. This proved that it was just something stupid in my brain, some mental block or schema, that was causing the dream to become unstable the moment I attained lucidity.

Anyway, I remember being really wowed by this, but I was having trouble making things look better. So I just left the room and then left the visitor center to have adventures. Immediately across the street, I saw some kids playing under the canopy of a car wash. I said "Hey kids, watch this!" And I flew up into the air, and landed right by them. They were like "Woooooooooow." So I was about to take flight again, when one of the boys grabbed my leg right as I took to flight. He said "Take me flying too!" He was a heavy little twerp, so it was hard to gain altitude at first, so I had to put some effort into it. I made it just above some electrical wires, then landed again.

Then I guess I decided to get stupid and went back into the visitor center to make a sack lunch for my mom. I found a break room with a fridge, deliberated for minutes upon minutes as to what I was going to put in there. I got too wrapped up in that, and woke up. The TOTM never once entered my mind.

I preach this all the time kids: Have a Prepared To-Do List for your lucids. Otherwise, you may end up flying around like an idiot and making lunch for your mom.

I ingested a traditional tribal "flood" dose of Iboga, a oneirogen that induces a waking dream state for 12 - 48 hours & has been used for centuries by the people of Gabon as a coming of age shamanic plant. Basically you're Lucid Dreaming while awake. I decided to take the root when I found out about it & how unlike hallucinogens the visions you receive from Iboga are not vague or open to much interpretation. Many people see parts of their life replayed, they feel the pain or joy their actions caused. Some see deities or significant people in their life including people who've passed away. Some people claim it's the tree of knowledge of good & evil from the bible.

It was risky for me to begin with because I have a heart condition & Iboga is very intense on the heart. The idea is to experience complete ego death which is followed by all the visions. Going through hell to get to heaven. Knowing this I decided to take the root right before going into the emergency room so in case if anything happened I would be in good hands.

I was really yearning for a spiritual aspect to my life which had been lost. All my life I was told what to believe mixed with my own beliefs & thoughts about all these different possibilities. I felt as if it would be best for me to experience what is true for me spiritually myself. So I decided ego death & true transcendence along with visions of my life would give me some answers. Needless to say, I was not disappointed.



It started to come on subtlety at first, in the emergency room waiting area things became very dim & dead looking like all the warmth to colors was slowly being sucked out. I started to feel as if I was riding some giant wave of reality in isolation of everything around me. Like the world could swallow me whole at any moment. I started to get worried because the waiting room was full & only 30 minutes into a 2 day experience I could already feel some effects. I kept trying to stress the fact I had ingested something that could send me into a psychotic break, get sick, or kill me. That I needed to be in a bed with a heart monitor & people who could check on me & bring me water while I began to purge.

I eventually get to a room & there's a bed, I'm questioned by doctors nurses & staff constantly as I'm starting to trip. I tell them I ingested it for spiritual purposes & that I should avoid being overstimulated. I purposefully brought a long a sleeping mask & my phone to play music to help move things along. As soon as we made it to the room all this was taken as a precautionary measure to ensure I wouldn't try to hurt myself or someone with it. They kept questioning me for what seemed like an hour. The first part of the trip felt like my body was trying to escape reality, the conscious voice in my head got increasingly paranoid about death, going crazy, saying something wrong to the doctors or nurses. I increasingly was drawing a complete blank as I was being questioned, I kept saying umm more & more as thoughts escaped my mind. My consciousness was becoming consumed with fear as I lost the ability to think & create a coherent sentence. One doctor made me feel guilty saying I ingested a hallucinogen & I was wasting taxpayer money in my "recreational pursuit". This was a search for truth, for meaning. Eventually I asked to be left alone trying to avoid over-stimulation after I answered the same questions about 5 times to 5 different people.

I drank some water which was brought to me & my heart starts pounding like crazy, I hear this intense buzzing in my ears that sounds like I'm near a high voltage transformer or surrounded by beehives. My heart is spiking off the charts on the monitor & I'm told I went into VTAC Ventricular Tachycardia (where your heart beats so fast it could stop). I'm so nauseated & worried at this point I purge into a bucket this green liquid, it looks like I puked up part of the hulk or Nickelodeon slime. I start to feel this energy building at the base of my spine, like hot magma or electricity charging up. At this point my heart is going so fast I'm convinced I won't make it through this & that before I knew it I would be moving onto whatever's next. At this point my ego is just screaming in my head like it wants to murder me, "You're going to wake up insane, you're heart is exploding get ready for the pain, you're dead.. nice job".



Eventually after what seemed like hours of fighting between death & my mind I accept death. With acceptance I slowly start seeing with my eyes closed - red very strongly, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, then violet. As this is happening I feel that magma, that energy, that electricity building at the base of my spine slowly move up as I accept my fate. I kept thinking of mercury moving up a thermometer. With complete acceptance I jolted out into the universe a soul past the purple into an infinite white light. Being a part of it but there was no sense of "I" no me, no body, pure spirit & an overwhelming sense of connectedness & unconditional love overwhelming every ounce of being. Being one with the big bang, forget infinite energy, light, the realest thing you could sense in there was pure joy, bliss, unconditional love, complete peace. No thought, stillness, nothingness, the void.

I wake up sometime later after being moved to what I learn later is the ICU. I'm incredibly lucid & the personal visions are starting to come, I'm so lucid it's like the power of lucidity carried over into waking life. I imagine this medical light on the ceiling that looks like a mushroom cap stretching & changing shape. As I believe it stretches it does so & it really seems to work when I send it unconditional love from my chest. I imagine stretching it so far with love I eventually break through the ceiling into another room.



The first room I broke through into was like a dusty old worn down house with cobwebs all over, wooden floors, a broken window, & it looked like something no one would really appreciate. I notice in the dream I'm wearing clothes that appear to be like Link from Zelda. I'm greeted by two groups of people to my right. One of which is very happy, joyful, they have an inner-childlike sense to them. Curious, compassionate, encouraging, happy to be alive. They're cheering me on & saying great things about the room appreciating everything. I get the sense this is what I must do to move on. Love the room impartially, seeing the good in it. The other group of people seems miserable, they're void of color full of grays & find fault with the room saying things like "Ewww". I decide this is not the direction I want to take & I break down the wall by loving the place I'm at.

I end up in another room & another they're all very similar except each consecutive room is characterized by things of the chakra system. It seemed as though I was breaking down walls to move energy from the 1st chakra (the root) to the 7th chakra (the crown). The root is at the base of the spine & the crown is at the top of the head. A hierarchy of energy from the base of the spine to the top of the head; from the physical aspects of existence to the spiritual. Overall all the same lessons were to be learned. If I hesitated in loving a room, in breaking down a wall I was sent back to the beginning. It seemed like my visions were very influenced by the video games I played growing up. After a lot of tries I made it to the heart chakra (the central 4th & central chakra, the point where the physical aspects of our world become intertwined with the spiritual). Tibetan Buddhists believe the heart is responsible for the white light I saw, the white light people describe seeing before death right before moving onto the next life. Once I got to the heart alot of the questions I wanted answers to started getting answered.



I wanted to know who my soul mate was, what the meaning of life is, why we're here, what is truth for me. The first answer I got was about my soul mate. Right before the trip I was torn between this girl Windy & a girl Samantha I had just met who reminded me of Windy. Then it seems as though Windy had forgotten all about me but she holds such a big place in my heart I wasn't ready to move on. A free spirit, a soul that burns in the night with a deep passion for life, a fire within that you only read about. Her way of living inspired me to begin my spiritual journey which led me to this point. Little did I know there's a reason I dream of her almost every night, why I get Deja Vu around her so much, why when we first met I felt us both gaze into each others souls & I had this incredible sensation like we had met before. Iboga showed me we're soul mates & now I'm left waiting for the right time, for a chance to be her friend. If I ever get that chance I'll make it last until the end. In the vision when I reached the heart chakra I heard my voice boom out loud like I was asking who my soul mate was, it happened automatically like I didn't even have to think of it. It was like because I wrote down all my questions before taking the root the questions were already programmed into my subconscious to be asked later. As soon as that happened Windy appeared on a green lotus flower platform suspended in space & from there she yelled "Kenny! I love you! with such enthusiasm it warmed my soul. I heard her say "We're meant for eternity, our love will stand the test of time". The platform symbolized her heart chakra as I was on mine we communicated our love & our platforms moved together suspended in space until we were together & hugged & kissed with such passion I could feel a beam of love going from my heart to hers with such pure joy & ecstasy it was as if we became one in that moment & our souls were in complete bliss just combining with the others counter part.

Every part of this experience seemed more real than waking life & everyone I saw that I knew personally seemed to be their true self, like the inner child in them was fully out to be them-self, they were so creative & enthusiastic & passionate about everything they did or said. That alone was inspiring to me, passion is a big part of a joyful existence. Enthusiasm, joy, an inner curiosity & appreciation for everything. Every moment. Being true to yourself & not letting your mind convince you to hide or discard aspects of yourself. We have to laugh at the mind, our fears, doubts, insecurities, repression, limiting beliefs. They're all the enemies of progress & reaching our true potential I feel like I got the answers to my other questions through breaking through the walls & becoming one with the clear white light, pure consciousness, connectedness, bliss, joy, I'm a part of everything & everyone as they're a part of me. Unconditional love is the most powerful force in the universe & we have to learn to appreciate everything we do have. I live in America & have a car, a guitar. Do you know how amazing that is? We should all be happy when our basic needs are met because some people don't even have that luxury! Don't wait until you're nearly dead to start being grateful!

This by far was the most beneficial experience I've ever had even though it almost killed me it's like every day is a gift now. When the experience was over I was exhausted & slept for quite a while, when I woke up i saw the most beautiful sunrise I had ever seen from my hospital bed & I was so grateful to be alive, I made sure all the doctors & nurses knew how much I appreciated them taking care of me. I still laugh because when I woke up the kept asking me all these funny questions in case if I had gone crazy.. You did this for spiritual reasons? You said you were selfish before? Do you think eating is selfish?



Beliefs shape our reality, lucidity will show you that so take what you learn with lucidity back to waking life & meet your true potential, that is my foremost goal. Don't be afraid to explore, reintegrate lost parts of yourself, face nightmares with love & see what happens. Lucidity is an invaluable tool. In my second lucid dream ever through belief I was able to experience that ego-less state once again & I woke up feeling great! I highly recommend reading "Lucid Dreaming: Gateway to the Inner Self" by Robert Waggoner if you get the chance. I'm now completely committed to Lucidity for life. I ordered the Remee lucid dreaming mask & I'm so happy, this marks the beginning of my dream journal here & the beginning of my journey to the inner self. To reintegrating every last lost part of me. Healing what I rejected in the past & facing any & all fears. Going on adventures to space, Europe, Australia, Africa, Egypt, the Amazon all with my soul mate Windy who is still in my dreams almost every night (I bought an engagement ring by the way) & I'm saving it until the right time. Thanks for reading! I hope maybe I can inspire someone to strive for lucidity or to just go after their dreams I know my beliefs aren't for everyone. Happy dreaming

7 consecutive nightmares (false awakenings) ...involving me being in the "SAW" movie death games in my aunt's vacation house..
finally realizing I'm dreaming (looking-at-hand reality check)...I run to the nearest balcony...take a look at the fucked up end-of-the world kinda sky and I jump from the balcony as I was mentally exhausted to enjoy the lucidity due to the nightmares (and NO, horror movies don't scare me at all) to end up in false awakening (this time it's not a nightmare)
so...this is the first time I run away from a nightmare upon being lucid (most of my lucid dreams usually involve fun stuff like flying, sex....)
oh well...this is my first entry here planning to write here more often..

I am in some sort of futuristic communal living area. My mom is with me. I get into a heated argument with my sister (I do not remember the details of the argument at all – I just felt really angry). This causes me to look around the area for a bar because I want to get drunk – preferably on a mango daiquiri that I am craving. My mom is there and follows me in an attempt to distract me and help calm me down. She asks if I know of a place where we can get a nice dinner and we can relax. It turns out I do know of a place. It’s a restaurant that is part of a dance club I know of. It is daytime so the place is relatively empty. We walk inside and there are many party favors scattered about the club. One of the rooms was a sitting area made to look like a huge bedroom. We go outside where the restaurant is. It is made up of sitting areas on the floor with small tables that are each floating individually on a river. It reminds me of India.. and was relaxing to go to after being so upset with my sister. My mom and I sit down on pillows which they used instead of chairs for the atmosphere. My mom asks me if I knew the waiter who was talking with a different table – I tell her no.

Our table section starts going in circles and breaks off from the restaurant. It starts floating down the river – which increases in speed quite quickly and becomes a rushing series of rapids. I tell my mom to hold on for dear life. I scream for help and start waving my hands at an older couple I see from afar. Soon my mom and I are thrown off of our table ‘raft’ and we are flying down a canyon, the river water is no longer there – it is just a dry riverbed and something keeps pushing us along in mid-air at what seems to be 100 miles an hour. I scream at my mom to be careful. I can’t see her and don’t know if she is in front or behind of me. I see the elderly people trailing after us. Soon we are ejected into the open air over a cliff. As we fall my mom and I are able to grab hold of the edge of the cliff.The elderly couple fall behind us and both grab and hold on to our feet – and I physically remember having to pull harder to hold the man up who had latched onto my ankles. He climbs up my body and gets onto the cliff. Then he and his wife help pull me and my mother up. In the back of my mind I realize I have been dreaming and the elderly wife knows this. She and her husband both seem lucidly aware.

“Thank you so much for saving us,” I tell them. “Did you know this was a dream?”

The wife nods, “We are conscious dreamers having a shared dreaming experience,” she tells me. “It’s lucky we found you when we did.”

My eyes start watering. I feel very emotional for some reason. I feel convinced they are right even though I have no way of proving it and I feel very validated by this. Not very many people or DCs I meet in dreams readily admit to the dream reality. I feel around for my cell phone in my pocket and it is missing. I jokingly tell the lady that I wish she could call it. That way I could have proof of this and it could be authentic. She and her husband laugh. Then I wake up. I wish I had asked for their names.

Don't even remember how I got lucid, but it's night time outside, and I'm flying looking for Kaomea. The area seems endless, so i decided to land and teleport. I started sinking into the ground, and these dogs came up and tried to bite me.

Either I'm playing a game, or just in some super weird world. Everyone is dying...people are getting killed left and right, and it's actually supposed to happen. I remember growing in size to fight some humanoid type monster, but lucidity didn't last long at all. I think the objective was to find all things...like rings or something, and the world would get restored. It happened before, but we never knew it.

Now I'm playing some game...it's pretty crazy. It's an over head beat-em-up, and it has like at least 100 characters to choose from. I'm playing it with my niece, brother, nephew, and some other people were watching. There was a weird sex scene in it....so I told the kids they'd have to get out. Then my sister tells me I have to go fill up the van for her (she doesn't own one) and pick someone up. On top of that, the van takes 110 octane. I'm really mad at her, and I'm trying to reason with her.

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

I'm flying through a large, rectangular, exhibit-hall-like space with an entryway connected to one end of it. Every time I make a complete loop through the exhibit hall, out into the entryway, and then back into the exhibit hall again, the scenery and displays in the hall have changed. While I'm flying through the entryway after a couple of iterations of this, I catch on to the fact that I'm dreaming.

I remember that I need to stabilize and ground myself in the dream, so I will myself to go down. I sink straight down, in an upright position, until I'm standing on the floor. I immediately walk over, reach out, and touch one of the walls, then squat down to touch the carpet. The thought of licking the floor to bring in that sense crosses my mind. [I was reading a thread on DV before I went to bed that mentioned engaging all five of your senses in a dream.] I decide not to, but thinking of things you should do in a dream brings to mind the current Task of the Month: spell “November” backwards.

While still squatting down, I start tracing the shapes of the letters on the carpet with my finger. R...e...b...m...e...v...o...n. I get all the way through it, and feel very proud and pleased with myself. I feel just as alert and self-aware as I do in waking life, but I notice that it's slightly more difficult to keep track of the letters and what order they go in than it would be if I were awake. Then, I suddenly find that I have a ballpoint pen in my hand [a plain black Bic pen with a grip, the exact same kind I'd just been using in real life to do my homework for a class]. I take the pen and print “Rebmevon” on the wallpaper on the nearest wall. It's still a little hard to focus on spelling. At first, I write an “e” in place of the last “o,” but then I cross it out and correct it. I write it a second time [I think] because I can, but then I think, Okay, now you're just doing it to be a smartass.

[There was more, but I only have time to write the part that has to do with the Task of the Month right now.]

The dream began as a nightmare in my room but I quickly caught on to the fact that I was dreaming so I started modifying to nightmare till it was in my control. I ended up flying me and my Dean (from the show Supernatural) into a grassy park outside a grand older mansion. We then decided that we needed to intercept an object that was being sold at an auction in the ball room of the mansion. We went to the window where the tickets were being sold and I handed the woman a box that held an item I wished to enter into the auction. We asked if the object we wished to intercept was ready to be viewed but she said no and told us we must wait till later that day to view the item. (It was something like a woman's name and a Ruby or something but it had some sort of power). We left the mansion and I went on a little lucid journey for fun leaving Dean waiting on the grass.

I sprouted big black feathered wings and took to the sky. It took a few times of dropping down and learning how to use the wings but I was able to glide up toward the castle in the sky. I kept trying to fly over it but I didn't have enough momentum so I went into a swan dive and right before hitting the ground I pulled up, the rush was unbelievable. Like the feeling you get on a rollercoaster but much more free. I used the momentum to shoot me up over the castle and I ended up flying through the stars and landing on an alternate plane where I was in the mountains next to a beautiful town made up of cottages. It was still night there since i flew through the stars and looking up from my landing was an unbelievable site of the beautiful sky and the castle high in the stars.

I then remembered that I wanted to see what was going on at the auction (I like to follow plots during dreams because my mind comes up with some really interesting story lines) so I jumped back into the sky spreading my beautiful black wings and headed back to Dean. He had a pet with him at this point (some sort of griffen like creature) and we headed back into the mansion. I asked to if the Ruby or whatever it was we were trying to intercept was there and the lady again said no. So at this point I asked to see the object I had put into the auction. She said okay but instructed me not to leave the room with it. I was handed what looked like a decorated match box and it had a woman in a dress with blonde hair in what looked like the time period that Jane Austin always places her characters in. The box stated in green "3.00" with slashed through the 0's and "meets minimum requirement" on it. It also said some other numbers but I wasn't quite sure what they were for.

Dean and I started making our way out trying not to raise an alarm. We did something you would only do in the video game Assassins Creed and held on to the ledge of the stairway that lead to the second floor and crawled around the outside so no one could see us. We then flipped into the dining area and ran out onto the balcony. Dean escaped but the young lady who had talked to me before yelled for me to "halt." I turned around and watched her youth melt away into the face of a white haired and wrinkled old woman. I looked down at the box I had in my hand and pulled out a black necklace with 5 black stones hanging from it. The largest in the middle and getting smaller as they went out. I put it on and the lady tried to cast a spell on me. I then tried to fly trough a small whole in the curtain like fabric around the balcony that turned out to be a trap and engulfed me.

Refusing to let my subconscious get the better of me I pulled free of the trap and threw it at the old woman and it engulfed her. I then started to run off and the dream froze, this is when I started waking up and then the dream ended as I awoke. It was pretty fun playing around in my little fantasy world, that is for sure

Dream - Lucid

I was standing in my closet, looking through some clothes, when I came across a pair of black panties hung up. Hmm...odd. I don't have any hanging panties. I decided to test to see if I was dreaming, and thought to myself "I'll find another pair of black panties in here." Lo and behold, the next thing I came to was another hung up pair of black panties that looked slightly different from the ones I first found. I'm dreaming!

I decided to keep on making panties appear, just to test my abilities. It kept on working, over and over, and each pair was black, but a different style. Some had bras hung with them.

I then turned and looked in my full-length mirror. I was wearing a white bra. I decided to see if I could make the black underwear appear on my body. I concentrated, but all that happened was my bra turned pink. Close enough for now.

I walked around doing other things in the house for a bit, but nothing exciting. I was mostly trying to hold my focus on the dream so I wouldn't lose it. At one point, I did somehow go back to the closet, and had to retest the lucidity the same way I did before by making the underwear appear.

~

I had a small daughter, probably only about 1 or 2 years old. I protected her from something, though I don't remember what.

Also, I think in the same dream, I dreamed I was watching this couple, a black man and an Asian woman, who were about to get married, and their friends booked the church for a wedding on the same day at the same time. It was some big to-do, and people got mad, kind of like you would see in a romantic comedy. At the end of the dream, I saw the black man and Asian woman again, but they were sort of disguised. They were at the church trying to do something about the double-booking.

~

I was in London, working at a department store with some people that came with me, I remember one for sure being a guy. We had literally just gotten hired on that day. I was wearing a purple polo that reminded me of a purple version of my old Subway shirt with my clothing underneath, which happened to be a plain red shirt I had some years ago IWL. We also had these mini microphones clipped onto our shirts.

I walked out, and there were these long counters where people would check out, kind of like the one I saw in my dream two nights ago. In fact, I made that connection during the dream last night, thinking I had just dreamed about the counters. There were many women, mostly small Asian women, manning the registers and checking customers out. The environment seemed very bland, everything being shades of white.

I then was in the back with I think the guy who came with me. We were chatting and laughing, just having a good time. Our microphones kept on cutting in though, and the whole store would hear some of what we said and some of our laughter. I kept trying to stop it, but I was having a lot of fun, so I didn't worry a whole lot, though I knew we'd probably get in trouble.

Which we did. Some guy, I guess our manager, came by and said
"No talking!!! You're going to get fired."
Shit. Well I guess we better shut up then.
We were then behind the counter again, and everyone was working in silence. The "no talking" rule was very strict. It was just so...boring! And way too strict. I asked someone if we really weren't allowed to talk to each other, and they said yes, so I said
"Well, I'm out of here then!"
I walked out from behind the counter, quitting my job and feeling absolutely no remorse over it. I went to take off the purple polo, and ended up taking off both that and my red shirt as well. I also didn't seem to be wearing a bra, so I was completely topless.

And for some reason, I didn't really care. Whatever!

I walked back through the door to behind the counter, I guess to get my things or something, and barely covered up my breasts with my arms; you could definitely still see nipples. I was not taking that much care to hide them. I yelled
"I'm topless!" to warn people that there was a topless woman coming through.
The guy I was with said something to me about it all, sounding concerned that I had quit and was now walking around topless, and I just shrugged it off I think. I actually felt really good about myself during the quitting and walking around topless.

I did have a thought that I'd get in trouble for some kind of public indecency thing, but I never did.

(15/11/12) Lucid Dream 1:

I was in a car coming back from somewhere and I was on a road close to my house. The car was full. I was sitting in the back seat, my mum was driving, I think my brother may have been there, I am not too sure. But we drove past this building which isn't there in real life. It was just one story and it had one huge window so you could see exactly what they were doing. What were they doing, I hear you say. Well they were dressed in all black costumes. Something like the KKK would wear but in all black. They were fighting each other one on one in a martial art style. Then at the end of this building was a man. He was looking out the window and he was wearing the same costume. But he had a mask. He stared at me. I ducked down in my car seat. Everyone was laughing, I was saying 'That really scared me, I'm not even lying it actually did.' Then I became lucid. I can't remember if someone went to me. Do a reality check. Or I just realised and done it myself. Anyway, I done my reality check, the plug nose one and I could breathe. I was thinking 'wow' as I completely didn't expect it. I lent across and said to my brother in a sinister tone 'Guess what we're going to do?'
'What?' He replied
'We're going to kill him!' I wanted to kill him now I was lucid as he scared the living crap out of me. So I think I said to my mum 'Turn the car' which she did. We began to head there and I forgot the rest.


(13/11/12) Lucid Dream 2:

I was standing on my driveway about to get in the car with my family. My nan and grandad live two doors away and they were also getting in their car, I guess they were going where I was. Then I shouted to my nan, who was getting in her car 'Shall I fly there?!'
'Go on then' she replied, laughing. So I did. I walked onto my road. By now I just know its a lucid dream. And I run. I run down my road for a couple of seconds and take off. I took off and was flying like usual. I usually fly in my lucid dreams at about a 70 degree angle. However this time I thought I'd switch it up and try fly like superman. But I struggled at this. I would slowly lower until I was almost scraping the floor with my face. Then I would have to re adjust myself into the normal position before trying again.

Anyway I was flying down my road and I just had a t shirt on. I felt the wind rush against me, then I would think how realistic it felt. Then I became chilly because of the speed I was going. I even got goosebumps. I then turned a few corners and I was coming past 'the green' as we call it in my area. On the green was a dead dog. It was a very big dog an it was lying in a black bodybag. I carried on flying through the streets a bit longer. I was coming to the end of another lane before I lost lucidity and woke up.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakenin

I am all dolled up to sing and dance at the Oscars. But when I am dancing, I behave like a troll. My dance partners are so upset with me and during a break ask me why am I doing it. And I say it's hard to explain, but it's just stronger than me. They think I'm having a stroke or something, but the truth is I'm having a blast, just having fun.

I get a phone call and I understand someone died. I'm worried sick to know who died, but then I'm told it s a distant cousin called Tomé. He was found dead and all pointed out to suicide. I can't remember his face, but he was best friend with my dad who seems insulted by the fact I can't remember him, so he insults me back, with some remarks about my limited intelligence. That's when I remember which cousin is. I only met him once or twice but he was somethin. I say to my father that Tomé was the only intelligent person on this family and I loved him very dearly. All of a sudden memories start to flow and I cry compulsively.
I go outside and I am possibly in Germany. There are lushy green hills and a castle that looks like Nuremberg castle. The colours and details are amazing, but I'm consumed by the sadness of my cousin's death.
Then there's a bear on the lose and it is angry killing people.The bear enters the houses and follows people to the attics and basements. So we have to keep running cause no door seems to stop it. Then I meet some guy along the way and we end up together in a dead end at some terrace. While we're there we get to know better and we feel a strong attraction to each out, so we make out very passionately, despite the danger lurking.
Then we see the bear on the street again, it finds it's cub and seems to calm down. They return to the mountains.
I get lucid and remember my cousin again. I think there might still be a chance to stop his suicide, maybe it didn't yet happen in real life, so I send a telepathic message out there to him, asking not to do it, saying how much we love him. Then from the horizon, giant clouds of black spectres rise up, gather in the millions and start coming in my direction. They look like Dementors, they want to stop what I'm doing. And I conjure a kind of light shield (like a Patronum spell) to stop them. They are too strong, I feel the shield weakening, but then I trust absolutely in the power of love and they start fading away, I start to fade away, then I wake up.

I am dreaming some kind of movie about a girl (I'm her) and a widowed guy (who looks like Tom Hanks) in a small town. Some public event is going on and we hide in some storage house away from the crowd, where we get naked to make love. But then some kids go inside looking for something and expose us publicly. I'm embarrassed, mainly for being caught naked, but the guy is embarrassed because of what people might think for him being a widow, so he says to people that he regrets all of this, that he shouldn't have done it, that he insulted his wife's memory. But then once they're gone, he wants to make out again. I feel mad with his attitude, so I tell him to fuck off.

Then I get lucid and I decide this time I'll do something important. I've been wishing to meet my friend Isabel in the bardo. She died about 6 weeks ago. I try jumping through a portal twice but I'm kinda rusty so it fails twice. At the third time I end up in some kind of palace or opera house with a beautiful stairway. I call for her, don't see her anywhere, but I see some famous singer she likes, so I think maybe I am really at her personal "dream space" in the bardo, so I stick around, focused on meeting her.
I am attracted to a rose marble statue on the top floor and I have a strange sensual-mystical feeling about her, as if she is the core of this place. Although marble, she is also fleshy-organic. I direct my thoughts to this statue, my message to my friend and then the statue directs my eyes through a window and I see my friend on the street below. I run to meet her and she is strolling with some friend at some street market, buying vegetables. I say "hi" and then go straight to the point. "Isabel, I am here to tell you that we're in the bardo. You have to acknowledge that." She looks at me with a serious face and decides to ignore me. She continues passing by the fruit stands and I keep telling her "You died, Isabel! This isn't real! I'm here to help you recognize this!". She pushes me away, upset and I grab her hand and insist. Then she tells me "Okay, so if this is the bardo and you're awake, show me: transform this water fountain into something else." I look at the water fountain and have no idea what to do with it, but I concentrate in making it change into something. The eye of Sauron appears at its very centre under the water, and I don't know if that's me or something to scare me. In the mental fight to tranform the fountain, I make it melt and all the water flows overboard. The street becomes quickly inundated, the stands are dragged by the water torrent, as well as people and then I wake up.

I fell asleep a few minutes after feeling sleepy and cold in front of the computer. I made my first appearance inside a car parked on the street my home was in. My parents had just left the car to get something from our home next to us. I sat in the front seat waiting.

I wait a while inside the car until something happened. The car suddenly turned on and the car was about to start by itself. I panicked! I quickly grabbed on to the steering wheel but as soon as I did, the car started to move backwards . I tried to control the wheel, so I wouldn't hit any houses on the narrow street. The car continued going faster. I stepped on the brakes but the car kept on going! I was doomed. I was always afraid of driving cars in my dreams. I was never sure why. Probably has to deal with how I control things in real life? Anyways, a few seconds later, the car backed up so much that I hit a tree at the end of the street. I was relieved I didn't die. Now it was time to go back home.

When I finally got back to my home, I don't remember how but, I was now inside the living room of the home. It was dark. There was a few other people in the living room at the time. All of which I've never met before. I seemed to have some kind of long relationship with them in the dream though. The light was on in the middle of the room and all 4 people(including me) were gathered around looking at some of the family photos we had on the table. I was the only one standing up and watched as my supposed father handed me pictures to look at.

It was a calm night and nothing strange really happened. The only person I remember from this scene was the father. He was about 60-80 years old. So an old man. There was one strange thing that did happen that I never noticed. All of a sudden, the family inside the living room were all crying because they had just realized that the father is dead. I was confused. I took a moment and went with the flow and cried. I cried a lot for a man I didn't even know. However, someone did manage to wipe those tears away.

A few seconds after the crying, I started to realize that the dream appeared a little foggy. I performed a technique I learned before from a page here on Dream Views. It was the rubbing of hands. I rubbed both my hands together to make the dream clearer. After that, I noticed a little bit of awareness of being inside a dream. I used this extra time to summon someone whom I hold close to my heart. I immediately thought of my old friend Quynh. I faced the living room closet right next to the bedroom, and tried to summon by calling out her name and believing she was beyond the bathroom in the hallway. I walked behind the corner of the hallway and saw no one there. I attempted it one more time, but this time I extended my arm.

I walked over and faced the closet, turned around with my right hand behind me and I yelled out, "Quynh!" in confidence. A few seconds later, I felt a touch. A hand. When I turned around, I saw Quynh! I would've never known I'd see her at this time.

I got closer to her but as I did, she suddenly went on running towards the two rooms in the back. I held on to her and noticed a change in her appearance. She was synchronizing in to her self like in Assassin's Creed. I followed her over to my parents' bedroom and noticed her crying. She was crying for something. She was heading towards the room in the far back but I grabbed her shoulders with both of my hands and turned her. This was not Quynh. Yeah, she had Quynh's old clothing from high school but the face of the girl in this dream was the old girl I liked back in middle school. Why? I was disappointed that I never got to see her this time.

Although, it was not Quynh, I still had some affection for this beautiful looking woman. She was crying and all I wanted was to try and make her feel better. I felt as if I had to help her out, so I can stop seeing all of these tears coming out of her eyes! It was heart breaking. I slowly walked her over closer to the hallway but stopped just before that. I stared at her and watched her cry a bit more. "Why are you crying?" I asked. She had her eyes closed and spoke out, "I'm pregnant!" I then woke up, wondering what it all meant...