lucid

WBTB into a Lucid Dream

I was laying in bed thinking about things when I suddenly heard an ice cream truck. It sounded really close. I glanced over toward the front of the house. I had no view of a front window to see out on the street. But suddenly I could see the truck anyway. I realized that is was traveling down the hallway of the house. That seemed really strange. I wondered if this were a dream. I decided to climb out fof bed and test it. So I jumped up. I hovered just slightly longer than I would have in real life. I then was sure. I decided to find a window and fly out. I ran to a large room and flew out an open window. There was a deck or patio outside the window. I could see several people, including Jeff sitting at a table eating. I didn't pay them any attention, but kept on flying. I suddenly realized that it felt like I had not shirt on. I looked down and saw that I was indeed topless. It was no surprise since my dream self seems to be happier when I have my shirt off. I touched my breasts to see what it felt like.

I failed not from lack of lucid abitities, but because I was pure chicken haha!

Ok, so I did a WBTB at 6:30am and had a really rough time falling back to sleep. I finally did, then woke up around 9:30am. I fell back to sleep thinking about the annoying shift I was about to have to do (meeting plus 1 1/2 hour close shift). Anyway, I was imagining myself going through closing drills, then my thoughts phased into a dream of me actually running through the halls at work. I stopped and thought to myself, "Hey, I was JUST thinking about this while lying in bed, I'm dreaming!" That's happened to me once before that I can recall, and it happened in a work dream too. Anyway, I immediately thought of the TOTM. Since I've kinda been working down the list from easiest to hardest (for me), I thought I'd try the pumpkin head one. In the dream, I was in the back hallway but not near the bathroom. So I just imagined that the next door to my left would be the team member bathroom, and sure enough the little restroom sign appeared next to the door. Oh, I wanted a bathroom so I could use a mirror for reference when popping off my head. I went into the bathroom, and closed the door. I even locked the door because I didn't want a random DC to come in and fuck up my task. So I looked in the mirror and thought of CanisLucidus and the lego-head thing. I tried to lift my head from my neck, but it didn't pop off. Instead it stretched a bit. Like silly putty (was it paigey who did something similar? Somebody had a silly putty neck). Anyway, it stretched a few inches, and then I was just like "Oh FUCK no" and quit! It was just too real feeling. I mean, I knew I was dreaming still, but it felt too real and morbid. I felt as scared as I did when I had the first pleiosaur lucid. I had the same "omg RUN AWAAAAAAAAAAaaay" feeling. Damnit.

But I didn't want to waste the lucid, so I thought I might try to finish where I left off in the last one, and regrow my vamp teeth and bite someone. I looked up close into the mirror, and looked at my incisors, willing them to grow long and sharp. They grew longer, but stayed blunt. And with the bumpy edges like when you lose your baby teeth and the new ones come in with those little bumps. So stupid. So, on to plan C: get some nookie.

I left the bathroom, went down the hall, and head some voices in a room. I walked in on a guy talking to a woman who I assumed was his daughter for some reason. As soon as I entered, he shut up. Like he knew what I was gonna do lol. The woman had fallen asleep in a chair. I picked her up and moved her to a nearby sofa. I then spent waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too long deliberating over how the pillows were situated under her head, and other random things that I forgot. I didn't even have time to switch gender and get us naked before I woke up.

[I'm just gonna tell you about the lucid with the TOTM. The lucid before that consisted of le sexy time so. Yea.]

I start to notice myself waking up for real. The dream starts to fade and I start hearing ambient noises from the outside world. With my eyes closed, I move my real arm a bit, for comfort, without thinking too much about it. I focus on the the dream and slipping back into it. The ambient noises start to fade and I am once again inside the dream scene – fully lucid.

I walk outside my house, thinking about my goals. I remember the TOTM. Immediately, I hear the sound of sirens from a distance. I look, and I see that people are running around in a craze. I notice that there are some people walking really slowly, dragging their feet. ZOMBIES! Their faces look disfigured, and utterly horrifying. Saliva is dripping from their mouths, and their skin has a certain pallor to it – with small holes secreting pus.

I have second thoughts about my plan. Even though I know it's a dream, I don't think I can do it. I realize I can't change the dream scene, so I run toward my house, hoping to teleport through a door. As I am running, somebody grabs me by my left arm and pulls me, making me fall to the ground. It's one of the zombies. I push him away, which is easy because he doesn't seem to have much strength. He grabs my right leg and bites me above my ankle. I could feel the squishiness as his teeth make contact with my skin. I cry out in pain – it feels like he just tore off a chunk of my leg. I realize he actually did. There is a gaping hole, and to make things worse, the zombie spits into it! WTF. I kick him in the face, and run to the door, limping.

I get inside and I totally forget about teleporting through the door, so I just end up in my living room instead. By the time I look back, the door is gone (along with the other doors) and there are no windows anywhere too. The floor turns into soil. The furniture is still there though. I look at my ankle, but the bite mark is gone. I walk to one corner, where there is a full-length mirror. I look at myself. My eyes are starting to look green, my eyelids feel so droopy, and my jaws feel slack. My skin is turning pale and rough, and it's very itchy too. It's that type of itch where even if you scratch it, it feels like it's never the right spot, and it never goes away. It isn't painful, but it feels uncomfortable.

I head to the couch to sit down. I feel sleepy now. I tell myself I'm not gonna sleep because I need to stay lucid. Okay... Maybe I'll just lean back a bit to get comfortable...This cushion is so soft... Mmmmm...


I wake up in my room. For real.

Three nights ago I had another lucid dream. I typically have one or two a week. This was my second. I was riding in a car with some friends and I was in the back seat. I looked out the rear window and saw this huge semi truck barreling down on us. For some reason it swerved off the road and crashed into a ditch flipping towards us end over end. Right before it crushed us I threw up my hands to stop it thinking "I hope this is a dream so this works". I held the truck in mid air with telekinesis and threw it off to the side of the road. This is the largest object I have tried telekinesis on. I just started researching different things to do while lucid dreaming last week. I already know how to fly and that was about as far as i had taken things until i looked up some dudes youtube video with different ideas. I tried telekinesis the next lucid dream i had and was successful in moving small objects, but this was a huge step forward from that for me. Anyway, I realized that since I could toss the truck then I must be dreaming and became truly lucid. I flew out of the car and to some major city... maybe New York? As I was flying I became curious to find out if i could use my telekinesis while i was flying. I was successful and started tossing cars off of the overpasses into the water below. I then decided to try something else that was "wrong" because I was dreaming. So I decide to try to rob a bank by opening the safe with my mind. I went to a bank and was all the way to the vault when I had the sudden urge to ask this dream character if he was my "spirit guide". I don't know if i really believe in that stuff but I figure it's worth a try anyway and have tried to find mine on several different occasions. I asked him three times as i read i am supposed to and he answered yes, but got this really evil grin on his face. His eyes turned yellow and he became demonic. Also an identical clone of him also with yellow eyes came out of a back room and they approached me. The original one said "You have potential to do great evil" or something similar to that. I freaked out and used telekinesis to smash them together and knock them out. That is the last thing I can remember. Post any comments or remarks especially if you have had any similar experiences with these "demonic" dream characters.

10.25.2012

Dhal Puri and Random Stuff (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm planning to go with my mother to some store, I get some mental image of Dhal Puri being made there. It's inside of a Blue Bag with small black lining, the bag itself is one strapped I believe.

I also recall seeing a random blonde female with a black outfit having the strap over her shoulder as well. I think there's a petty argument with my mother on the thing, or maybe it was with someone else, I can't remember too well.

There's also people that are leaving the room we're in, which resembles a hotel room. Now why those people are inside of this room that should be reserved for me and my mother, I don't know. I look at then prepare to leave, and it's your basic family.

Annoying little kid, a few teenagers that I didn't bother to look at much, a mother and father. I'm saying the obvious because compared to them, it was just me and my mother. Full family of DCs while I'm with just a part of what's generally a whole family. How cute.

I checked my wallet for some reason, making sure my debit card is still in the slots of it, which I presumed it was, since I saw its color there, along with the color of my Laundry Card, since they don't use coins there in waking life.

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10.25.2012

Brock's Dub on Ryan Romney (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I basically had a dream that repeated some parts in a video of Brock's Dub on YouTube over Mitt Romney and Obama's Debate. It was more specific on Ryan Romney's part in the video where he was working out. Before the weird part where there's supposed to be some random girly stuff around them, I see Ryan Romney wearing a gray hoodie and then leaning his face to his left side (right if you're looking at this screen obviously)

Spoiler for Don't kill me Political Peoples...noes dontz do it!!:

Then my alarm woke me up.

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10.25.2012

Biology and Pokemon Rap (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm trying to take notes in this random Biology-related lecture, and it feels to me that whoever is talking eventually makes a rap about it. That's probably because I was watching Epic Rap Battles of History a few hours before I slept, lol.

I couldn't keep up, and eventually, everyone is gone, and I have the room to myself now. I take the time to literally fill in the gaps that I had on my paper by scrolling through the PowerPoint Presentation styled format on the screen. There were empty blanks that would then reveal words if I wanted to see what's next.

I spend the rest of the dream writing stuff down.

Wait, where did the Pokemon part come in? Aw darn it, I forgot. >.<

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10.25.2012

Why Won't You Talk To Me Woman!?!?! (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm watching a random Western clip on Youtube, and it was maybe 2-3 minutes ago. After I was done watching it, or maybe halfway into being finished, I feel like I'm transported into a different environment.

I do a nose plug RC, and it doesn't work, but I keep holding my nose, because it's clearly obvious, my diaphragm is functioning just fine when I close my nasal pathways. So go me for not relying on the breathing aspect, and seeing other areas are obviously working, defying logic of waking life, so I must be dreaming!

Good job Link!!!!! You get a golden star!

I'm in a ghost town, somewhat of a ghost town, how can a somewhat ghost town still be in the category of a ghost town? You figure that out yourself ya trooper.

So I'm just walking around, feeling neutral like I'm always trying to do in a rare lucid to prevent the dream from destabilizing. To the left of me is a wooden roof supported by columns about 6-7 feet apart from each other. I'm just walking casually in the middle of this dusty brown road, and the feelings that this is a Western-theme dream in a way continues to come into my dream schemata.

Oh my gawd, stop using big words!

I finally accept this environment, and I continue walking, the sections inside below the wooden roof that extends quite a distance from where I'm at is fairly dark, but I can still see the majority of everything in it.

Just brown dust on the ground, Wooden walls and a wooden roof, and me in the middle of a roof-less section, while the right side is the same as the left, most likely.

I finally encounter a female with long, elegant black hair that ends near her waist or a bit closer to her ass. Very enticing object-------I mean woman compared to the rest of this dull environment. She's wearing a transparent blouse (to some extent) that has an overall Pastel Yellow Green color to it.

She's wearing the usual female jeans that has the slightly white glow on the rear side and back legs. Go female fashion design to focus more on the woman's ass rather than her face.


So I slowly go up to her, and then I asked her if she can help me.

I let the question sit in its ambiguity, just to see a response, anything, something, SOMETHING, an UTTER? A GASP?

Nothing. She says nothing, She just shifts her face left and right frantically for about 2 seconds, then turns her face away from me. I noticed that when she turned back, she really focuses on what's behind her, not me, as if she's trying to run away from someone, and to check that they aren't close to finding her.

I guess I must be ruining her hiding spot, but again, I don't know what's going on since she's not telling me anything. She starts to move, and I follow her, and she's walking slowly at first. I queried to her a few more questions, and then asked,

"Can you at least tell me what your name is?"

She starts to walk a little faster, and I know I could've just let her go her own way, but since she's the only one here at the moment, and I don't feel like staying in an empty environment, I had to keep up the pace.

Now I realized I really should've gotten over the insecurity of being alone in a dream, make a different dream environment for something.......Man, I'm stupid, gotta set mantras to remind myself that I'll do that sometime.

She's still silent, and I start to lose my cool big time.....while at the same time I'm losing my cool, I'm also speculating that losing my cool will potentially destabilize the dream, and that I need to cool down. I think I started to touch the girl's shoulders and tried to shake her.

She finally faces me, makes eye contact, but the moment she starts to open her mouth, dream fades because I'm saturated with rushed feelings.

Well....you get what you deserve based on how you decided to feel at the given moment, and now you messed up that rare chance Link. Good job.

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10.25.2012

Mosaic Learning Style (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting in a lecture room, and the professor looks a lot like my Biology 111 professor I had in waking life. He looks more defined, his clothing, his aura, everything about him gives me this weird vibe of earnest respect of the vast amount of knowledge he probably has.

I think he's wearing a Red-Orange Sweater, and has a blue striped white dress shirt underneath with the collar popping out. I forget the color of his dress pants, but my mind is giving me the image that it's Khakis. The class is about to end, and then I look at the girl to the left of me, and realized she looks like a girl in my Math Recitation course.

She has her hair tied up, just like IWL, and still has that shy demeanor all over her face. Even if I take a quick glance at her, she still tries to pretend she's looking what's straight in front of her, even though her facial expressions, most noticeably her mouth, are making subtle but awkward movements.

I can't recall this specific moment that's chained with that awkward moment to great detail, but I remember looking down on a paper she had. It was structured like a table with columns and rows, and had some markings here and there.

I think I was helping her with picking out something, I just don't know what it was.

The professor declares about the general idea of what will be on the exam, and portrays a PowerPoint slide that's projected on a large screen. It's set up like a table with columns and rows (I know I'm stating the obvious), and all of the concepts are in black font. The same black text has red background behind it, which kind of makes things an eyesore for me.

I saw some things related to Indian something, and it feels weird to have a Biology teacher talk about something that makes me feel it's related to U.S. History.
Huh? Guess I'll look up on that more, since I recall me wanting to have a dream where I found my true learning style. That could be it, but I don't know, will have to find out when I have some free time.

When the professor is done talking, the class automatically prompts themselves to leave. I decided to sit down for a little bit for no clear reason, and I started to eavesdrop on the two females sitting in front of me. One is getting ready to put her items in her backpack, while the other female is already set to leave.

They start conversing on some things I can't recall too well, but most of the topics talked about were obviously about the upcoming exam, and the talking about the bomb threat that actually happened in this University last week Friday.

Then the girl that's sitting to the right of her asks her,

"How do you study?"

She responds with,

"Well, I-------"

I cut off my audio focus because I probably decided that the conversation was going to be boring, even though I should've listened to what she would say, since after all, in a practical sense, her portrayal is an aspect of myself that I should be thoughtful of hearing.

They get up, and I start absorbing more of the girl's facial structure and body composition. She's relatively skinny, especially since she's probably around my age, has dark brown hair. Even though I couldn't recall her exact visage, the contours show that she has a vibrant and sort of plump, soft facial structure.

I eventually get out of the lecture room, and find myself in a hallway that mostly consists of white and gray intertwined, with a hint of black here and there. The flooring is mostly white, formatted like a tile flooring, the tile gaps aren't as big as what one would usually see. They're more compact, and the borders of each tile piece if distinguished by a very thin black line making a square.

I see my professor out in the hall way, probably going through his "mail" or area to get plans for the next lectures or something. Then I have some memory that comes in that involves a Mosaic Learning Style.

After that, I can't really recall much unfortunately.

10.25.2012

Telling Mommy How To Lucid Dream (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So yeah, I tell how to lucid dream. I don't need to go into details, we all know how telling how to lucid dream ends up, especially when you don't become lucid from it.

But to be sort of specific, I was telling her how to do a WBTB+WILD, even though I'm in no position to lecture her on it when I fail it the majority of the time.

Funny dream though.

Gavin was riding a bike in my old backyard and he rode up the back wall and crashed. He was injured but ok. Mum me and gavin were in backyard and mum was on a plastic white outdoor table. She knew every Geelong Cats football players name. This was odd as she normally doesn't know any players names and she goes for Collingwood.

We all went to a retreat with Jordan and another brother. We climbed up a terrifying log and we all egged each other on once we got up there the other two boys jumped down into the waters below. I chickened out and slid down. We got back to our resort and Jordan put on a blue Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu gi and tried to be tough. He was annoying. I remember a fragment of rory getting mince out of the fridge. I went to my room and was afraid that I destroyed or lost my usb and keys but they were ok.

I went to a pub and saw my sister there. She was talking with friends. I went up to her and told her about what happened. She wanted to tell me about horror story gavin and mum had told her about previously but I didn't want to hear it. My sister looked Asian. It was around this time I became suspect that I was dreaming. I reassured my self - yes I definitely am dreaming! However, I became too excited. I sort of panicked and tried some dream control techniques like touching objects and spinning. However, I had trouble visualizing spinning. I began too panic the reality of being in a dream, everything went wierd (almost psychadelic) and I woke up at 6:12am.

I need to go over this article: http://www.dreamviews.com/f12/ninas-...torial-118317/
in order to extend my lucidity duration.

9/16/2012

I was using a Lucid Dreaming App for a week which included reality check notifications every 2 hours and a dream diary. However, after a week without any results I decided to stop doing it. However, whenever something during the day happens that is odd I'll still perform the checks.

Last night I had my first lucid dream. However, I was not able to control it. I saw my uncle who has been deceased for several years. This prompted me to do my reality check of pushing two fingers into my palm but nothing unusual happened. I kept trying in the dream and thought "This sucks I'm dreaming but the test ain't working, because my fingers aren't going through.

I was stuck in the dream state. I couldn't control the dream. After that I just assimilated into the dream. Knowing that I was in a dream, my uncle seemed frightening to me as I knew he was deceased. He gave me $50 though and my mum and aunt were also in the lounge room sitting on two couches, sort of just looking on.

I was in my bed and became lucid. I pinched my nose and knew immediately that it was a dream. I spent the whole dream laying there trying not to let my eyes close.

It was night time and I was coming out of my house to go to a bedroom outside. I got in to the room and didn't turn on the light. I could see that my blanket was missing from the bed. I remembered that it was in the house, on the sofa. I went back outside and saw my neighbor in her sleeping gown at my front door. I looked away and see the sun rising already. She came in with me and flipped these two switches. I was alone in the house again and didn't know if I should go to sleep or not since it was almost 8.

Scott. He just... ughh.

Ok, so it's a regular customer at work. He's really cute but has virtually no personality. I guess I'm attrected to him anyway because I went way out of my way to help him with a special order once. And he even managed to smile! I geuss this "triumph" worked its way into my subC because here's how it went down this morning:

It started nonlucid, where Scott was bringing challah from another store into whole foods, asking me if I would slice it there. In real life HELL NO because we'd get fined big time. But in the dream, I guess I was still being a kiss ass, so I said suuuuuuuuuuure. Then I woke up, started to fall asleep again, and pretty soon I had HH where I could see Scott come into the room, and then he got into bed with me. It was now a hotel bedroom. I was lucid for all this, but it was about to go nonlucid real quick. Anyway he said something, I forgot, then got behind me and spooned. I began to have some lucid plans for him, but I was getting too comfortable in that position. I think I just drifted off in the dream, then woke up into a nonlucid with Scott. He decided to date me because I sang opera, something like that. And he accompanied me to the hotel where I was staying before a big performance. The hotel room was fully equipped with a kitchen, and we were baking a chicked for dinner before heading to the opera house. We kept on getting delayed, and he was whining about my attire. He said we could go to the lobby and he would buy something nicer for me. I just rolled my eyes. We were too late to deal with the chicken, so we just left the roon and headed down the hall for the hotel elevator. He was right behind me, and put his hands on my shoulders gently as we were walking and said "You don't think I'll actually buy you anything, do you?" I said, "Oh I'm sure you will.. I don't care either way to be honest. You just want to have your image a certain way, and you want me to coordinate with you. I'll get my way another time." (DAMN I wish I had been lucid then, because I would have taken him north south east AND west in the elevator). We stepped into the elevator and continued the discussion. I could see our reflections in the mirror. Curse you mirror! When we got into the hotel lobby, it looked like a midwestern museum. Everything was made of animal pelts and shiny wood. We got to a counter and he saw belts. I know he did because he said "Oooo, belts." I was looking at something else, jewelry with opals in it I think, then woke up. Oh and I remember at some point, I had a one-month-old Chris that I was breast-feeding.

(I had plenty of dreams. PLENTY of dreams. I only recall a few of them right now though.)

I'm by Screamer's, a bunch of people pass by in a ship made of logs that sails on land.
Me and Alex are in a blow-up-raft and are floating along the other way, going towards the road.

<skip to the next dream>

At Dunkin' Donuts with Nathan
(I don't work here now.)
I take a broken glazed donut
He gives me another butternut chocolate
Hope, my ex-boss for Dunkin Donuts, walks in the room and she's okay that I'm there.
I think about asking for a job there since DD is back in town somehow.
I wonder about how DD is back in business.
The whole building is now huge, there's tons of tables.
People are gradually coming in. By now there's only one person sitting at a table.
Karen, our old landlord, also is a boss here too.
We're built into the apartment complex.
Hope hands me some clothes, "Some of these are yours that you left!"
I'm walking around and see clothes scattered everywhere, as if it's a messy home.
I find a pair of glasses that resembles mine, sitting on a table.
I take off the ones I have on now and realize that they're not mine. I replace them.
I walk around more and explore this new building.
I find that pile of clothes from earlier that I had set down, and decide to look through it.
"Heeyyy, none of these are even my clothes!" I say in a humorous high-pitched voice.
I walk outside.
With Hope and Karen, we get in the car and leave to go somewhere.

We drive back up and we all part ways.
I come in to the Dunkin' Donuts/Apartment/Bar later with a suit and tie and I look badass and sexy.
People are everywhere, sitting at tables.
I see a girl I know, Sam ____, and I point at her, "Hey you!"
She gets up to hug me and attempts to kiss me in the process as well...
I avoid the kiss, even if she's cute, because I have someone who I love already.
After awhile of hanging out there, I go outside and notice the door doesn't shut all the way...
and if I get it to shut, it doesn't stay that way. Frustrated, I walk inside and say,
"Don't use this door, guys!" Someone replies, "Yeah, it doesn't shut."
I leave it half open and walk outside...
Then my old Golden Retriever runs outside!
I chase her around, trying to catch her, but she's too damn fast.
My Mom appears and tries to catch her too; she doesn't seem too worried.
Another dog appears, maybe my old Chihuahua Pinky.
Then Teddy appears, but he looks very odd and grey and old.
Sedona is still running around the apartment complex when the dream ends..

<I wake up.>

<I fall back asleep.>

Lying in bed, I notice that there's a flat-screen TV where it shouldn't be. A lady is delivering the news.
I'm not in my room... and if I am, it's different. The lights are darker and colder.
I realize I must be dreaming and decide to crawl towards the TV, to crawl inside.
It's extremely difficult to make myself crawl towards it.
I open my eyes and I'm in sleep paralysis.
A figure stands near my bed, just out of the corner of my eye.
I freak out and wake up again.

<I wake up, startled...>
<I fall back asleep.>

Alex, Nathan, and I are driving through where McDonald's usually is, but this time, it's Wendy's!
We pull up to the drivethru and I want two Jr. Bacon Cheeseburgers, but they order before I have a chance to say it and pull up.
Alex orders a Bacon Cheeseburger and a drink and Nathan orders something else.
I'm distraught! They pull up and park and we go inside to eat.
I'm complain, but they don't seem to have much sympathy.
I see the plastic utensils, and look around to see where Nathan and Alex went.
They're sitting down eating, while I wander around the restaurant aimlessly.

<dream skips>

I'm back at the apartment complex... or at least a different version of it.
Each outside door leads to another SUB-apartment complex, with it's own 4 or 6 doors to actual apartments.
The apartments are distorted, and extremely large and long, like warehouses.
I'm inside of one apartment with lots of people I knew from school.
We're all playing with these devices that you attach to either your clothing or your head-
When you think a phrase clearly enough, it will play the voice off a speaker.
We all take turns playing with it:
"There's a snake in my boot!"
"There's a rake in my poot!"
"Pooh! Poot! Poop!"
"Rickets... what? Whoa I can hear myself think!"

We all goof around until, eventually, most people leave.
<dream fades>

(I don't remember the rest, just imprints of memories that have to do with the sky and mountains and sunsets. It looks like the sun is setting in the
wrong direction.)

This was good fun, in spite of failing at nearly everything I tried, becoming obsessed with a hopeless task, and losing my pants.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #24: Pants Gone with the Wind

Wife has sent me to a restaurant to find out whether they recycle "#19 plastic". I'm just about to ask the cashier this inane recycling question when I see that a nearby table has our diaper bag and Wife's wallet sitting unguarded on top of it. I hurry over to pick all this stuff up and see Wife herself standing a few feet away. I recognize all of this for the weird nonsense that it is and tell Wife that I'm having a lucid dream. "Okay," she says, and wanders off.

I turn back toward the cashier to find that she and the register are gone, replaced by a bunch of school lunch tables jammed together in a tight rectangle. I skirt around these and head to the back of the cafeteria. High up, a bit outside of my reach is a large window showing an overcast day outside. I float up in order to phase through it like I did last dream but this time my hands just bounce off of it. I float back down to the ground and look for a door, not wanting get hung up on this.

There's a pair of doors equipped with crash bars to my left. I shove my way through and emerge outside under a cloudy, gray sky. To the right, I see a huge gathering of runners and spectators for some sort of foot race. I'm intrigued and I jog toward it, deciding that I want to compete.

I become very aware of my clothing as I run and I notice that I'm wearing shorts without a belt. The shorts are too big for me and they keep trying to slide down off of my hips. I hike them up once and then do my best to ignore them. I'm surprised to find that I'm also wearing some kind of baseball cap. I remove it and see that it's black with a Papa John's style logo that instead reads "Papa Go's". (I know something's wrong with this name but can't figure out what.)

The race starts when I'm about 30 feet away, runners ranging from hardcore 30-year-olds to 4-year-old kids setting off on the race. They stream through a huge pizza-decorated starting banner that reads "The Papa Go's Race". Since I want to win and also wow the crowd I take to the air, flying about 20 feet up. But the moment that I catch up with the other runners, a sharp gust of wind kicks up against me, stopping me dead.

I'm determined to participate in this race so I stubbornly imagine a fresh wind blowing from the opposite direction. This gives me a huge, exhilarating kick forward. But before long, the current of wind that's against me shoves back even harder and I'm stuck again. I force my own wind to blow even harder but the opposing wind rises to a shrieking gale.

I feel stubborn and unbeatable, though, and I keep pouring on more power. But the howling wind rips my pants away and I suddenly feel much, much less "unstoppable" with no pants. Tears stream from the corners of my eyes and cold wind blasts down my throat. Trees are swaying crazily below me and DCs are running in panic. It dawns on me that I've started something I can't finish. Moments later, I'm awake.

I just woke up from the dream that was all about how the subconscious mind would be and how I would build my own totem that would look like a beyblade or something similar to it.

Everything began with me meeting mr cop ( leonardo di caprio )
We were meeting in london where the big clock is and we had a speak about a rare skill that was named inception, he told me that there was no one that could get in a dream and master skills and get out of a dream with the same skill that he had in his dream, and it was true.
I told him that you could live your life in a dream but it is not what I want to do but what the people who doesn't have any chances to live in the life, they could live in their dreams and make the people in real life happy instead of saying I want to die and not see you again.

So after the meeting ended I told him that waking up from a dream can be in different ways and he told me yes so show me the way you want to wake up in, I told him sure.
So I jumped from the big clock down and open a parachute by clicking on a pencils tip and I did not wake up because I did get down slowly and I meet mr cop down and he told me good job, you can take over your dream and you can visualize what's happening and you can make your own things happen like they doesn't exist in real life.

So I told him ok let's wake up and fix a totem for me so I can make sure that nothing in the dream is happening in real life because I don't know how to say that I am dreaming or not.
We woke up and found ourselves in a garage where we had our things in there and toilets and so on and so forth.
I started to take out some steel and made it so hard that it could not break and in the same time I made my totem to look like a beyblade and the beyblade I made was named: Dragon

And then I made the totem and putted it in my pocket and then I woke up in the real life and found myself in the room of my parents.

Dream - Lucid

I was at home, and started to think about a guinea pig my brother apparently had. It looked like it had tortiseshell fur, which is black with yellow-orange flecks. I hadn't heard about it in awhile. I then "remembered" what happened. He had moved the guinea pig's container, which was a HUGE glass aquarium-type thing, like you'd see the rodents in in Petsmart, into the garage, because he had rearranged his room. I then had this realization that Blake hadn't paid ANY attention to this guinea pig in a couple of months. The guinea pig was probably dead.

This made me pretty mad, because he has a fish too (IWL he actually does have the fish), and he was bad about cleaning out its tank (IWL this really is an issue...at least for me). I couldn't fathom how someone could take in a living animal, and then just forget about it and let it die. I approached Blake about it, and he didn't seem too concerned, though he did acknowledge that he had forgotten about him. He went into the garage to check up on it. I didn't want to look, because I figured the poor little guy was definitely dead by now. However, when Blake came back, he said the guinea pig was fine and just sleeping. I pictured it asleep in its food dish. I wondered how it stayed alive for that long with no food, water, or having its cage cleaned out. I told Blake it had probably been eating its own feces to stay alive.

This next stuff gets a little confusing in my mind. I'll try to put it into some sort of order that makes sense.

I realized I was dreaming, so, to not lose the dream, I kept repeating in my head "Stay in the dream, stay in the dream..." which at least helped keep the dream colorful and vivid. I also did some hand examinations, not to RC, but so I wouldn't lose focus on the dream world.

I saw that I was in my room. I walked up to the mirror, and saw myself. I looked the same aside from my hair, which was short, straight, and dark red. I also had short bangs. Looking back, the hairstyle reminds me of flappers from the 20s. I smiled, cause it looked good. I was then topless and my boobs were way huge. I thought it was kinda hot really, and started to think about sexy time things, but it wasn't really working too well. I looked at myself in the mirror again, and I still had the different hair.

I then woke up, but DEILDed into another dream. I was then staring at some picture on the wall of my room. I repeated the "Stay in the dream..." stuff, but I don't think it lasted very long.

I DEILDed again, but this time, I went into a non-lucid. The guinea pig situation was still an issue. But this time, when I confronted Blake about it and he checked on the little guy, it was dead. Big surprise. That's what happens when you neglect an animal for 2 months. I just didn't understand why it wasn't a huge deal for Blake. I don't know if I confronted him or not about the issue, but I know I was angry, and thought to myself how mind-boggling it was that someone could take responsibility for an animal's life, and just forget about it. I pictured the guinea pig in its cage in the garage, dead in its food dish. I thought back to the previous part of the dream where the guinea pig was alive, and figured that I had just dreamed that up.

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I was sitting at a kitchen table in someone's house, and I took a little white pill called "Molly" and washed it down with some water that was in a glass to my right on the table (something I've never done or seen IWL and never EVER want to do...I've seen stuff like this mess up too many lives). It was nighttime outside. I don't remember who I was with, but I started to freak out before it kicked in, saying to myself in my head stuff like well you can forget going to sleep tonight and stuff like that. I immediately regretted taking the damn thing. I contemplated texting Aaron, who had done it before, and telling him, but I didn't.

I then remember being in a room with some other people. We were apparently waiting on Austin to come over. I knew he just wanted to smoke. I was starting to feel the pill now, and I felt hyper and twitchy. Ugh. It was stressing me out pretty badly. Austin was then there. I don't remember much else about that part, other than there was a small point where I became lucid while I was sitting next to someone and talking, but I just let things go on as they were instead of taking advantage of the moment.

I was then running around outside at what I think was dusk with this little boy of about 10 years old. He was chasing me and laughing. I felt weird about it, like the little boy was somehow inappropriately attracted to me. He then grabbed my waist as we ran, and then, he moved his hands under my shirt and on my waist. Definitely inappropriate behavior. I kept running for a second or two before I woke up.

Last night I experienced several dreams. As I went to sleep I let my imagination take hold and it began with myself and one of my nieces boarding a magic carpet which flew around wherever I willed it. So it took us through the town, then through some woods and suddenly whizzed up into space and rushed around the sun!

The dream seemed to transpire out of my control more then & we were on a water slide at a swimming pool & my Father, sister & other niece were there also. There was another inactive slide next to the one we were on but because there were so many people on this slide we were on, it was starting to get jammed & my sister decided to go onto the inactive slide with one of my nieces. We soon realised this slide was inactive as the water in there was cold and still so I quickly tried to pull them both out of the cold water & back onto our functioning slide! Other details were that my Dad was contributing to blocking the slide because of his weight (he is quite fat in the gut area! And also I recently helped him sign up for swimming classes which he starts soon so am sure this dream's related to this).

Another dream I had last night involved old friends again this time they were people I used to buy marijuana from before I stopped smoking. I was debating with them and I think they were trying to get me to keep smoking & buying it but I was refusing so it was getting more & more heated until I went to attack the one who is the major dealer and the other who I am closer to as a friend (we played music together in bands etc) had to restrain me & hold my arms back to stop me from attacking him!
The dream seemed to change then to include my sister, the same one from the previous dream. She actually still smokes marijuana so I can also understand where this dream came from. We were pursuing the guy who'd restrained me from hitting the dealer to get my sister some weed. For some reason he lived atop a hill with a driveway leading up it that was covered in a massive sheet with weed sprinkled all over it!
We waited at the foot of the hill for him to get some from his house because we weren't allowed to touch the stash sprinkled over the giant sheet on the driveway leading up the hill. Despite this my sister started digging into it and when she'd got enough I said we should leave & I woke up!

I then fell back asleep again only to think I was still awake on my computer on the Dailybooth social networking site where I saw an old house mate of mine in lots of photos. Shortly after this I woke for real and immediately signed onto my laptop & came here to fill out my DJ because I was amazed at having this many dreams in one night that all began with a semi lucid exercise in my imagination

So I had gotten lucid somewhere outdoors, and decided to try some flying. I made a jet of fire in my hand, and started to fly straight up, going faster and faster. For awhile, I was looking straight up, when I stopped and looked around me, I saw that I was above the clouds.
I looked back up and thought back a few lucids to when I was flying at light speed. I decided to do that again. But when I did the dream destabilized.
I was dreaming/hallucinating static. I could tell I was between being in the dream and being awake. I realized that I had to DEILD. Somehow, it worked.
The dream had changed when I returned, I was now inside a house. For some reason, I had got the feeling that my family had just moved into this new house because there were a bunch of cardboard boxes laying around.
I somehow got into some kind of battle with a dream character. I know that it was a female, but I have no idea who exactly. She was wearing body armor. I must have forgot that I was lucid for awhile, because the best that I could do to fight her was try to hit her with a hammer.
I realized that I was dreaming, and for some reason, I thought of the video game Skyrim. I decided to try using a dragon shout.
"Fus Ro Dah"
Although there was no blue energy wave, like there is in the game, I sent my opponent flying into a wall.
I wanted to battle another dream character, and I noticed my mother asleep on the couch. I asked her if she wanted to battle me. She said that she was very tired, and would do it later. (Agian, forgetting that I was lucid.)
I decided to pursue something other than senseless violence. My lucidity started to get clearer at this point, and I saw two of my cats play-fighting. I looked at them; knowing that I was lucid, and thought it would be interesting if they were dreaming about fighting one another, and that I was having a shared dream experience with my cat.
I looked up and saw my father on a second floor overlook of the kitchen. He gave me a very dirty look for some reason.
I proceeded to think of other things to utilize the lucid dream for. I thought about trying to meditate in a lucid dream, just to see what would happen. I remembered a long time ago, when I tried to meditate in a dream. I thought about how peaceful I felt, and how when I sat down, golden light shone around me, and I was surrounded by trees. I had a vivid visualization of this past dream.
I think I woke up not long after that. I wrote down a few notes so I wouldn't forget what had happened during this dream.