lucid

16/9/2012
We had dragons in the chicken coop, except they were more like horses with leathery wings rather than dragons. The chicken coop happened to be situated on a very steep hill with a creek at the bottom. One of the dragons manages to get out of the coop so dad tells me to go get it before it falls in the creek at the bottom so i fly down (this is when i finally realise im dreaming) but by the time i reach it, its grown so small i can hold it in my hands, then i make it grow into the size of a puppy and fly back up and put it back in the coop. spent the remainder of the dream just flying around, although to the end it seemed to get harder and harder to fly, as if gravity was getting stronger

IM BACK!!!! !!!!!!! Have had so many lucids and wonderful vivid dream this summer but since I was traveling the whole summer & moving I never made time for keeping record. Really, even those excuses arnt good enough though. So sad remembering waking up after a lucid and becoming inspired to write them down again and then letting the distractions of waking life take that away. Those dreams have faded now but my desire to be regularly lucid has grown stronger. How can a once lucid person ever sacrifice their wonderful adventure filled dream life for a waking life that can never live up to those expectations. In reality, I was just being flat unconscious. But now I am here again, new dream journal downloaded and ready to begin. I hope to once attain the same lucidity that I once had 2 years ago when I was at my peak of recall. Anyways, here is my most recent lucids, the only ones I can remember from the summer (unfortunate since I remember being more stoked on the other ones)

I was going out to a night club alone, Allen stayed at home and I really wished him to come along. When I arrived I had a private table waiting for me yet no friends to share it with. This felt strange to me, probably my first hunk that I was in a dream. Suddenly G, Izra, & Stephanie all appeared. They were all out clubbing and decided to join me. I felt at peace now that I was not alone but this only made me miss Allen more since they all are his cousins. We sat at my table relaxing on oversize red velvet couches, sipping what I think I recall to be Tokyo Ice Teas. I realized that I was hungry and suddenly a McDonalds appeared inside the bar. I made no thought to the sudden appearance of the greasy fast food joint, but rather questioned why it would be in a night club at all and relished in the brilliance having fast food so close to people heavily intoxicated. Someone in the group had text Allen apparently and said that he was on his way to pick all of us up. I was so happy. When he did I hopped into the front passenger seat and G sat in the middle back with Stephanie and Izra on either side. As we drove I noticed that cops were doing random sobrity testing and so Allen drove a different way to avoid the traffic. Suddenly as we drove past all the light poles, one by one they began to collapse. How could this be happening I thought? This is where the dream would have turned into a nightmare if it wasnt for the fact that I just then realized that I was dreaming. "Oh my god we're dreaming you guys!!!" I shouted. Allen looked over at me knowingly and nodded his head yes with a fat grin on his face. He said "I know, I know, this is a dream". The weird part about this was that usually I am very aware that Allen is just a dream character due to his behavior in the dream but for this particular lucid I truly believed that it was him. I turned to G to see his reaction. G is notoriously the most lucid person in our group of friends but I could sense that he was unsure about we were actually in a dream. Allen said to him "look, I can prove it, watch the billboards". As we passed a billboard allen concentrated on the picture and then the picture completely changed into something else. Him and I both laughed and then I did the same to the next billboard, turning its boring grey blue advertisement into hot pink with a sexy lady on it. Allen and I cheered and continue to repeat this for several more billboards, taking turns and making our little creations. G seemed to be in a fog, he was semi lucid but there seem to be this sleepy block that wasn't allowing him to be fully with us. We pull over and stop at this building made of boring grey cement. Allen and I are ranting on and on to the others about how wonderful lucid dreaming is and all the endless possibilities. Allen shoots some sort of fire ball out of his hands as I shoot Ice balls out of mine. We are shooting them at the walls of the building as we enter. I notice that Stephanie is having a very long boring conversation with this short haired petite blonde dream character. Normally I would never interrupt someone but I knew it was just a DC and it didnt matter. I push my way inbetween them and look Steph close in the eyes and loudly ask her why she is wasting her time with the DC. She should try and harness a power of some sort, change the wall color, do something to fully experience the dream. She seems slightly unresponsive and confused. I decided not to waste my time any longer on trying to make her more lucid and I go back to G. We are standing at the top of a stair well and I am holding his shoulders, looking him in the eyes and trying to help him become more present. I can tell that he is on the cusp of realization. He then mentions something to me about what I should do if I wake up soon. I tell him in a strong voice to never talk about waking up while I am in a dream, it is a sure fire way to end it. The dream starts to deteriorate, I sense the end is soon. I quickly turn away from him and begin to rub my hands together, focusing on them and the dream stabilizes. I am I stop. I start to walk away from G but then he is suddenly in front of me. With his sleepy dazed eyes and relaxed expression he calmly says "wake up" and I do. Little bastard!! lol

I was going to move the Madison and I had not yet. Allen and I were going to have to stay in the janitors old unit before a place would be ready for us. The place had old dirty carpets, 70's green sinks, horrible 60's fake wood doors, and a long list of other bad things. However, there was this really beautiful and wonderful energy there. The lighting was really good, the fireplace was gorgeous marble, and the living room was 2 stories tall. We went into the master bedroom and found a lot of left behind crappy furniture and shelves filled with action figures in the box and unopened bags of potato chips. Allen and I started to make remarks about how the guy lived there must have been a real weirdo and we snickered as we tossed a lot of the stuff in the trash. Just then I had this realization that the action figures may actually be worth a lot of money. Allen started to put those in a box carefully so that we could go get them appraised. Just then an even bigger realization came,I WAS DREAMING!!! I stopped what I was doing and looked around the room. I instantly knew that Allen was just a DC and not the real Allen so I didnt even bother to discuss the matter with him. I could feel the almost water-y-ness to the air, the same feeling I always experience when I am dreaming. It became so clear to me, how could I not know when I was dreaming, there is such a distinct difference to me. I then did the fingure check just for the hell of it because I always had fun doing it. As I looked down and saw what must have been at least 15 or more fingers there I busted out in a laughter. I walked across the hall to a mirror. I have always had weird experiences looking in mirrors while being lucid but I quickly grew bored and decided to walk outside. Autumn leaves were falling and the trees had shades of reds, yellows, and orange. There was a crispness to the hair. I paused and breath in. A family walked by me and I thought that this would be a good time to fly since it had been a while. I ran and had jumped twice before my third hope let me take off for air. This always is how it happens in lucids, I think it was from playing to much mario 64 as a kid since that same wooshy motion is how I fly as well. I flew pretty low for the ground for a few minutes before I landed again. Then suddenly, I woke.

NOTE: Audio 2

Outsmart. Terminal.

Clay. Magick. birds. escape. Stegosaurus. Bengal tiger. Escape to forest. Trees. Chased by an elephant/bear. He's coming. I became aware. I dropped my clay weapon and challenged. I said now what? This creature ran past me. He smiled. He looked like a native from some Caribbean/African island. Or Somalia. He started to walk back then he looked back at me and said, now I teach you how to dance Latin. I said it's so cool.

Office. Thumbtack. A text or other. Boss. Airplane. Miss. The next one to? CLosed. The airplane of individuals. Army.

somebody very old and somebody very young had sex in our bed and my husbent and i tried not to see it. I count fingers - one was too small. I stood up, made an apple on the palm. The apple was like in real. I ate it, but it was absolutely tastless. My kid tried to disturb me, i made a door in the wall and found myself on the roof of 10-story building. Jump, but the land was like a trampoline and i jumped and fall in several meters.I stood up and try to do the magic of the earth like in avatar cartoon - nothing. I went to the big pool - tried to do the magic of the water - very weak - small waves not higher then half a finger. DC was around me, so i consentrated on the toe and went from this place. Decided to make TOTM.

TOTM. I made a pumpking on my palm. at first it was like tomato, then like big orange, then pumpking, but not big - not bigger then my head. I imagin that on the other side it would be with eyes and mouse, turned it and it really was! I looked at DC's shadows and went to the wall, but my shadow was like reflection in a mirrow. I put pumpking near my right foot and tried to take off my head looking on the reflection, even felt a little pain, but couldn't. Then i desided, that i had a button on my neck, push it and easy took off my head and put it near my right foot. Inside my neck i was like from the rose waxwork. I picked up pumpking and put it instead my head. The pumpking became to turn into the big orrange again and wasn't so nice and big like a moment ago. I put it off and wear my head again, thinking what to do with my pumpking - and awoke.

10-4-08

Lucid Dream:

This was a WBTB. I can't remember how this dream started. It was long and complex. I had given birth to a baby. Within a week's time the baby had grown to the size of a 3-4 year old (In retrospect I see that I probably got this from a book I recently read). The baby was a girl and I called her Vickie. She had long brown curls and I loved her more than anything. I remember worrying about how I was going to explain to people that this little girl was the same baby they had seen me pregnant with a week ago. Vickie and I would have long conversations. She was really intelligent.

Anyway, at some point this did trigger lucidity.

I became lucid indoors and wanted to get outdoors. I took off flying. I was going super slow. I decided to pretend that there were rockets coming out the ends of my feet. I could feel the hum of the rockets and felt the pressure on the bottoms of my feet, but I didn't seem to be going much faster.

I did finally get outside. I decided I needed to get started on some of the tasks. I have been trying to keep track of about 5 tasks that I need to do. The first one that came to me was to talk with an animal. I looked over and saw a lady sitting at the edge of a pool with two dogs. One was a poodle that was standing on its hind legs. This one seemed like a good one to interact with. I leaned over and said "hi" and asked what her name was. She told me that it was "Pork Dresser" I thought that was a really strange name. But I looked at the shirt she was wearing and saw that it had a picture of Miss Piggy on it and I thought that it kind of made sense. She continued to talk to me and she said something about being really old. I asked her how old she was and she told me "Sixteen".

There was another dog nearby. I also got it to talk. I don't remember much of that conversation other than this dog was much younger.

I got distracted because I then saw Vickie coming down some stairs. She had turned and was coming down backwards like little kids do. I told the lady with the dogs a little about my situation with Vickie (must have been a less lucid moment). I then helped Vickie down the stairs and then went to complete another task.

I then remembered the "Converse with a Jack-O-Lantern" one. I was back indoors. I saw some shelves that had three plastic jack-o-lanterns on it. They were the kind that kids take trick-or-treating that are filled with candy. I decided that they would do.

I looked at the nearest one and said, "Hi". Suddenly its face starts to move and I can see its black mouth move as it says, "Hi, how are you?" in kind of a deep New York accent. I answered "fine." I then looked at the second two jack-o-lanters and said "hello" to them. They, too, come alive and start talking. They had similar deep men's voices with New York accents. Before I have time to start a conversation, they all start talking. They start poking fun at each other and taking bets on who will be the first to get sick of trick-or-treating this year.

This was all done in the style of a comedy act. And occasionally they would look out at me to make sure that I was entertained. I wish I remembered the exact wording, but it was funny. And I remember thinking that I hadn't expected this kind of thing at all. I was actually quite pleased that my jack-o-lanterns had performed so well for me.

At this point I decided to try another task. I decided I wanted to ty to change my age. I was in a room with toys , so I decided I wanted to be a kid. I concentrated on becoming smaller. I did notice that I was becoming lower the the ground.

The next thing that I know is that I see a floating green ball. I forget my task as I am distracted and fascinated by the ball. I try to let it land in my hand. Then I try to make it float again. I play this game for quite a while before I finally lose lucidity. (In retrospect, I think that's exactly what would happen if I became a child again...becoming distracted and playing,)


I think I go back to the Vickie part of the dream again.

9-2?-08

Okay. I think I'll finally try to write up that short LD I had last week.


Lucid dream:

I became lucid while I was with Marie. I started flying with her. We flew over a fence. I then realized that I wanted to try to turn myself into an animal. I had thought about this ahead of time. I decided that I would try to turn into a cheetah. The reason for this was because when I play World of Warcraft, my character is a druid that can change into a cheetah. And I am used to making that change and seeing what I look like when I run around like that.

So I got down on all fours and tried to run, imagining myself a cheetah. But I felt so slow and clumsy. I tired for a fairly short time and gave up and flew again.

I had trouble flying in this dream too. I couldn't get any higher than the trees.

Since I couldn't fly high, I decided to try to make the change again. This time I imagined having owl wings. I looked out at my hands and kept willing them to change.

But before anything could happen my alarm woke me up.

So you can see why I wasn't in any hurry to write this frustrating dream up.

I find myself on an errand downtown, possibly working for my last employer, visiting the State General Services building. In my dream the SGS is attached to the old Palm School Building which in real life is also state offices now. For some reason I have changed the word Palm to Psalm in the dream.

The building is very long and my destination is in the back somewhere. I never see myself fulfilling my errand but I know I was done and headed towards the back exit at the rear of the building. I pass several open areas to come to a large room with low white carpet and shelves along two of the walls. Across from me is a counter similar to the check-in counters you see in airports close to the entry gates. The woman stationed at the counter even resembles Zoe Saldana looking much like she did in the movie The Terminal.

To my left and slightly behind the counter is an exit door that I wanted to utilize but it is blocked by a bookcase, a clear indicator for 'no access.' I look at the woman and say, "I guess I can't go out that way, can I?" She replies, "No." as though she expected the question.

"I have to go back to the middle of the building, don't I?"

"Yeah." Again, the same disinterest in her reply, as though she had said it many times.

A mental map of the building appears in my head and I can see where the exit is, about one-third the length of the building back the way I came from. I start heading in that direction when things begin to get weird.

Walking out of the room at the end of the building I realize I'm no longer weaing my shoes, that somehow I had left them behind me when I first went into that area. Now that I've returned to where I left them I find a large cut in them as though a chain-saw had been brought down over them right in the middle.

Leaning down to pick them up I think, "I would never leave my shoes behind in an office-building, nor would I walk around without shoes, so I must be dreaming." I smiled and felt good at the thought, but even better when I realized I could fix my shoes. "It's a dream, I can fix this."

I closed my eyes and waved my hand over the shoes. When I opened my eyes the shoes were fixed and actually appeared brand new. What once were slightly dingy shoes are now bright white with red stripes along the sides. (I've never owned shoes with bright red stripes)

"Ha!" I think and almost say out loud. I'm very pleased with my actions and know it's time for action. I begin putting my shoes on in preparation for walking to the door but I'm having a little difficulty slipping them on and I'm eager to do other things. It occurs to me that putting my shoes on and taking that time may cause me to lose my lucidity. I briefly close my eyes to stabilize myself and reopen them, thinking, "I don't need shoes. It's a dream."

The first thought to next pop into my mind is to try flying. I head towards the area where the exit is and instead of using a door I walk right up to a plate glass window with the intention of going through it. Sadly I am stopped by the glass, my fingers making the familiar sound against the glass when large windows are contacted. The glass is cold...and solid.

I step back a bit, thinking,"Hmmmm.....I know I can do this...it's my dream." I launch myself forward and go right on through the window with no effort. I don't think I broke any glass but it must not have been an important detail.

I find myself flying over a downtown street so I climb up a bit higher to get above the buildings. I can see rooftops with people, chairs and air conditioning units on them. In the streets below cars move and I find myself marveling at the incredible detail my mind can create. Even the plants have movement, something I wasn't expecting.

Since I'm flying I want to take it as far as I can...but where to go? The first place that pops into my head is the San Francisco Bay Area where my dad lives, a familiar locale. Sticking my hands out in front of me I zoom off like a superhero, the ground whizzing by below me like a video on super fast-forward. Only a few seconds pass before I arrive overlooking the vast area from San Jose to Richmond that makes up the Bay Area.

As I was flying I could feel the wind against my fingertips as though I high-pressure air-hose was being applied to my skin. This was a unique sensation and unexpected, but cool, another thing I was pleased with my mind for.

Arriving in the Bay Area I find myself in a rather featureless room with a ceiling above me and painted moldings along the top edges of the walls. I decide as long as I'm dreaming I may as well phase through the ceiling. I push my hand up and into the wood, passing through as easily as my hand into water. "Nice," I think, I want to try this more.

I am now in the room above the previous one and I try to phase again but it doesn't work very well. I can get my hand partway through but I encounter resistance. I'm just beginning to ponder this when I wake up.


It was a really nice and long lucid, and the level of control was really amazing. :)

9-16-08

Lucid Dream:

I can't remember at what point I got lucid. I remember something about Ninja and how he made these cookies. They were yellow rectangular snicker doodles. And I wanted one. I had one in my hand, but before I could put it into my mouth I started to wake up.

I must have been somewhat lucid at this point because as I lay there trying not to wake up, my mind thought it remembered something that pj had written about concerning False Awakenings. I thought it had something to do with rolling out of bed and falling, but because you weren't really awake you wouldn't hit the floor, but then be able to fly and continue the dream.

In retrospect, I know realize that this is something my mind made up, but in the dream I really thought pj had come up with this idea. [Please correct me if this is really something I read here on this board.]

So I rolled out of bed, and sure enough, I started falling and not hitting the floor so I then started to fly. It had worked out perfectly. I suppose it is a pretty cool technique that I hope will work again for me.

I started flying over these tall trees in a neighborhood. I was having trouble with control. I could fly straight, but couldn't change direction quickly.

Finally I came to these really huge white barked trees that were supposedly on my street. I decided that I wanted to impress my neighbors so I flew to the place where the branches came out from the trunks which were at least twenty feel above the ground. I swung around on the branches for a while before dropping down to the ground.

There is a place here that gets fuzzy.

I think the next thing that happened is that I had climbed a telephone/power pole. On the pole was a little door. I opened it up and there were cookies. I stuffed thatm in my mouth. My friends, the Johnsons had supposedly made them. I think I saw MJ standing on the ground below.


Then I was in what was supposed to be my house. I went to the fridge and opened the door. I wanted to eat more cookies. I didn't see any, but I knew that I was capable to creating them. I shut the door and opened it again. There was now a stack on cookies. They were about 4 inches across and flat like pancakes. I picked up the stack and shoved the cookies all in my mouth in one huge bite. I chewed while I created another stack of cookies. I shoved them all in my mouth too. I did this seveal times. The cookies were soft and had chocolate chips. I binged and binged and couldn't seem to get enough.

Finally I stopped myself and thought about the tasks. Because this was an accidental DILD and not preplanned, I had not read over the tasks or thought about them . I tried to remember what they were. Finally my mind thought it knew what one was. I looked at my couch and saw a place where ketchup had spilled and had dried. I knew the task had to do with removing spots off furniture. I stared at the spot and concentrated. The spot of ketchup started to move. I could see it start to lift up off the couch. The place underneith was completely clean. I was proud of myself for being able to do that so nicely.

I then tried to think of another task. I couldn't remember what it was. I felt frustrated that I hadn't checked on what the tasks were. I laid down on the couch. Then suddenly I remembered the picture on the badge of the DV advanced task with the two people facing away from each other. I knew it had something to do with splitting my consciousness. I had no idea how to do it. I wasn't even going to attempt that one since it seemed weird to me. But since it was the only thing I remembered to do at this moment I decided to give it a try. I decided that part of me would stay right here on this couch, while part of me went somewhere else. I concentrated on this thought for a while, and nothing seemed to be happening. Then I noticed that I was aware of two things. I could feel my body still on the couch staring ahead. But another part of me was standing in the large room watching people on a stage. I watched them for a while until I finally woke up and decided to write the LD down.

The first thing I remember is becoming aware that I'm dreaming. I am in a white room with a TV in front of me and a couch to my right. I perform a few reality checks. Although I'm aware that I'm dreaming, I don't feel like I have tons of control of my surroundings. After some effort, I manage to fly up out of the house. I look beneath me to see a forest. With much effort, I "clear" the forest to see a white landscape. I replace it (not really willingly) with a bright green field which I am now standing on. I notice it is very sunny, and the sky is very blue. I feel like a cartoon artist colored this scene. While I am still aware that I'm dreaming, I feel like I am losing control of the scene. I have an urge to turn into a robin, so I try to. I push myself up off the ground to try to fly. I manage to keep myself a few feet off the ground. At this point, I'm still trying to transform into a robin. I feel my legs come together, as if to form a tail, but instead they just feel stuck. I'm still in the air. I don't feel any fear, just confusion. I know I'm aware, but I don't have as much control as I did at first. Then it ends. I'm very excited that I had my first lucid dream, and I'm ready for more!!

9-6-08?

Lucid Dream:I'm trying to read my very messy notes here.

I was lucid and flying. I was trying to fly up and through the clouds. I kept flying through the clouds but never managed to break through the other side which was the goal.

I also had a point where I was trying to fly up and had the typical "powerline" experience. I couldn't believe I was having problems with this again.
I also remember at some point in this dream I had flown to the top of a really high building. I walked to the edge. I told myself that I knew 100% that I was dreaming, yet it still made me nervous to walk to the edge. I usually fall off building backwards (by choice) but this time I decided to be brave and look straight down as I leaned off the edge.

I don't remember what the fall was like, but I remember feeling disappointed. I ended up back at the top of the building and this time I let myself fall backwards like I had wanted to do. I enjoyed the feeling as I fell. I fell and kept falling long after I should have hit bottom. I remembered this from past Lds, and told myself I could fall as long as I wanted--there was no reason I had to hit the bottom if I didn't want to. I was falling between to very tall buildings and I remember watching the buildings pass me as I stared up at them (I was laying on my back as I fell). I also remember passing a bridge that connected the two buildings, and watching theat disappear above me as I continued to fall.

The next thing I remember is seeing Ed. I remember wondering what it would be like to kiss him (I guess I had forgotten that I had kissed him in real life a long time ago). I leaned in and started to kiss him. But he had gum in his mouth. And then I found that I also had gum in my mouth. It turned me off to kissing so I stopped trying.

I then remember finding Jeff and asking him if he wanted to fly with me. I think I woke up not long after that.

8-28-08

Lucid dream:

I got off of a bus. The sidewalk was soft like a big matress. I remember doing summersaults and flips as I moved along toward my destination.

I was looking for a shop where I could use the restroom, but I couldn't find one.

Next to the sidewalk was a canal where there were kayaks. I decided I wanted to go kayaking. I saw a kayak with a paddle. I reached for the paddle. but ended up dropping it in the water.

I decided that I would just fly. As soon as I was in the air I realized I was dreaming. I thanked myself for being so aware. I hoped that this meant that flying would now always trigger lucidity. As I flew I thought about what task I wanted to accomplish. The only thing that popped into my head was one of the tasks that I thought was on MM which was talk to an animal...or something like that.

I ended up in a building. I was in the corner of a room. I looked around and couldn't see any animals. But I knew if I just kept looking with the expectation that I would find some, then they would appear.

I turned around and saw that the room was now filled with cats. I went to a group of them that were eating. I asked them to talk to me. But they kept eating. I saw an especially cute orange tabby. It was making a mess with its food.

I told it, "You need to talk to me. Say......um....'I'm sorry for making a mess.' ".

It looked up at me with big green eyes and said, "Sorry...."

I wanted it to talk some more, but I felt myself slip out of the dream. As I felt myself slip, I told myself that I was probably going to just have a FA, so I would just need to remember that and become lucid again.But when I woke up I felt myself in bed, so I figured that I was really awake.

In retrospect, I believe it actually was an FA.

So I need to really pay attention so I can stretch my LDs out.

This dream takes place in several different areas. It was kind of like an adventure and felt like i was learning about some history in the process. It felt like there were a lot of possibilities, some thinking, making decisions (more lucid), and some familiar faces from college.

The dream started out at the college i was going to in read life. I noticed that it was snowing outside and wondered why.

As I recall, i was near the upper parking lot on the right side or (the North side) of the residential hall that i was living at. When i looked up, the hill that i took the stairs to walk up, was much steeper than in real life and was loaded with several feet of snow. That was so random.

I was aware of this because, as i climbed the steep snowy hill, a few college friends passed me. Talking may have been involved. This i am not certain of.

As i got to the top of the steep snowy hill, i encountered a man who (not able to recall what his name was) seemed like he was lost, or that he was not aware of the below freezing temperature it was outside. This man, for reasons i am not sure of, jumped in a snowy wet trench or hold in the shape of a rectangle. In the process, he froze into an icicle.

While the man froze in the trench, a yellow school bus was parked at the top of the hill in the parking lot. I was slightly aware that i made the decision to get on the bus. The bus left, yet i was not aware that i was moving.

From what i remember, after i got on the bus, i noticed there was a lot of people. The bus took everyone to a bar-type place that had really tall stools and a tall bar counter, almost as tall as the ceiling.

I do not remember getting off the bus, or seeing the bus leave the place i went, because, somehow, i was automatically in the bar area. The bar was in, what looked like a secluded area.

I remember climbling the stool to sit down. It was similar to climbing a very sturdy ladder, because it was such a tall stool.

When i got to the top of the stool, i met a young boy who did not speak. I am thinking he may have only spoke one specific language. From looking at him, it seemed like he was 8 or 9 years of age. After i glanced at him, i diverted my attention from the boy to a really tall shelf.

In this shelf, there appeared to be historic documents and pictures of an ancient Indian tribe. One of the objects i noticed was a statue of an old Indian who may have lived near the bar that i was in. That was interesting to think about.

During that period, my cell phone lit up. I was not certain why this happened. Something that came up in the dream included an ancient Indian spirit who had the last name "Tutrak" or "Turtrak" and a first name that faded after trying to regurgitate the dream situations.

When my phone lit up, there was a fiery glow coming from the phone and directing its focus to the statue of the ancient indian. I was not sure what to think about it.

Shifting from the focus of the glow, i directed my attention away from the bar (maybe in the same building), where i saw a picture of an Indian who was a part of the statue that i saw earlier.

I felt like the picture i saw was vivid. A lot of what i experienced in this dream felt vivid.

When i woke up, my body temperature rose, and i think i was sweating a lot.

Political dream 10/12

There was this huge building, it had about 3-4 floors but the shape resembled the worlds largest round barn in Marshfield, Wisconsin. It had many glass windows with futuristic feel to it. My mom and dad were downstairs, listening to Mitt Romney speak. In this timeline Mitt Romney had become President. I was on the second floor listening to Mitt Romney's brother, Scott. He was doing a press briefing for Mitt. I was impressed that he could answer every question given to him so well. Apparently he knew his brother better than Mitt knew himself. Throughout the press briefing Scott's phone kept ringing. I don't remember him answering it. He just held this large dinosaur of a cell phone in his hand and made witty comments about it any time it rang. He was interesting to listen to, but eventually I got bored and went downstairs to see if mom and dad were done yet.

Short Lucidity 10/13

My aunt and uncle visited our house. They were looking at how different it was since they were last there. I was lounging on the double recliner in our living room which I normally use while browsing my laptop. My relatives were in awe of how beautiful our house was, which was odd. Our house isn't all that special in waking life. I never actually saw much of the house in the dream but it did indeed seem fancier than normal. I got up and found myself in a covered porch. It had a really nice glass roof and the walls were made of logs. I then went outside with my family, continuing the tour. While listening to their conversation I suddenly realized I was dreaming. I have no clue how I knew, but once I noticed I flew straight into the air. Both fists facing the sky I decided "Why not fly to outer space?" I looked down and the ground was so far away. I felt amazed by how easy it always is to fly, then out of nowhere I slam to the ground. I fall so quickly I am thinking "I am dreaming, but I will hit the ground so hard I may die. What is going to happen?" I blacked out for a second, and got back up. I felt sick out of nowhere, but decided to fly back into the air. I got a short distance up and the dream ended.
When I stated I felt sick, it is funny because when I woke up I felt really sick. I had a runny nose, headache, soar throat. I guess my symptoms started showing in my lucid. It is better now two days later, I have just a runny nose now, but still pretty interesting to note.

Superhero dream 10/15

I remembered more about this dream once I woke up but I have not been thinking about the dream at all today so that may affect my recall.
I had spider-man's powers, a stranger had super strength, and my brother had some other superhero's powers. My main goal personally, as well as others was to get, or rather make, swords. I had mine perfectly planned out, what materials it would be made of, the colors, the size, the shape. I don't believe I ever got the full sword sadly, but I recall messing with my powers. I would swing webs to a tall building, and stick on the side of it. I could hear the stranger and my brother talking from inside the building. I don't remember what they were saying, but their conversation led me to believe they were villains. I then tried to see how many webs I could shoot at once. I sent two, then a third, and the first disappeared. I then heard some cops arriving, and swung away to avoid confrontation.

Not sure if it was the same dream or not, but later me and my brother were at home and it was night time. I heard a sound outside which turned out to be our mother making a surprise visit. We had something out in the open in the house that made us having powers dead obvious. Whatever it was must have been something only a super would have. We quickly hid the item and sat in our respective spots on the dual recliner as if nothing happened just as our she walked in. She was none the wiser of who or what we were.

Well, although this dream wasn't exactly life-changing like the last one, it WAS lucid however so I feel it worthy of taking note.

So, I was at this old hotel place and it was night. The atmosphere was very creepy in general, with the lights in the hotel having that sort of eerie, dim glow, even when switched on. Anyways, during the whole thing it was amost like watching a horror movie, with everything having that creepy green tint. Then... it got really wierd. I remember hearing a knock at the door (Ok I guess it was a motel, not a hotel. ) Anywho... in the dream I just had this dread that something bad was gonna happen and decided against answering. The knocking subsided, but then I realized... I had left the door UNLOCKED! I ran over to lock it when I heard more knocking. Then... someone started to try and open the door. I resisted with all my might but I was feeling strangely weak and was helpless.

Then... the door burst open and this very scary looking horse type creature with pure black eyes and a satanic look on its face came charging into the room at me. Luckily... I managed to dodge it and escape out the window. I went running through the parking lot looking for help, but like all horror movies... even when there should be help around... of course there wasnt.

After running till I could run no more.. I finally came to a house. Luckily... the guy inside was a cop so if I could just get his attention I would be home free! At this point I became fully lucid, and in control of my body. I was like... "Oh, wait... I'm dreaming! Before I work on my dream goals though... better take care of the problem at hand so as not to ruin the experience." So then... I proceeded to get the cop's attention so he could shoot this darned horse scary creature thing and I could get on with my experiments. However... as is the stereotypical cop.. he was glued to his tv watching football with coffee and a donut at the ready.

Being a good citizen however, and always showing appreciation to our service-men, I politely knocked on his door. The strange thing was... despite having perfect control of myself, no matter how hard I knocked, I just couldn't get the door to make any noise! I tried yelling as well, but my efforts were all futile. At this point, the horse creature was right behind me but I simply asked it to wait for a moment until I could figure this out. Apparently I am finally overcoming my DC interference issues, because the creature obeyed as if it was my dog.

Now... I had to come up with a creative solution to get the cop's attention. I happened to have a notepad with me so I wrote him a message. I then tried breaking a window to throw it to him, but I was unable to break the glass for some strange reason and instead, simply slid it under the door. However, then he got up from his chair because commercials came on. Although I was still unable to make a peep, I was able to exhibit some amazing control here. I simply willed him to come back downstairs and find the note. To my own amazement in the dream... this worked after only a matter of a few seconds. He came downstairs, read the note, got his gun, and that was that.

Unfortunately at this point however... I can't remember ever getting to work in my dream goals because that is as far as I remember. Maybe he invited me in for donuts and coffee??? Hehe.

Once again I repeated to myself to become Lucid and have an adventure, right before I went to sleep. I continued to say it until I actually did fall asleep.

The dream was partially lucid. It was an Indiana Jones environment. I had on the outfit, leather jacket, the classic hat and even the whip. The location was a Middle Eastern town with off white building all around. I was just standing there holding the whip. There was a rectangle hole in front of me that look only about 12 feet deep, I could see the bottom. The idea was to use the whip on a metal pole and swing across the hole via Pit Fall style.

This is where it got cool. I was actually able to change the material of the whip. The dream went back and forth between what I was planning on doing (Swinging across the pit) and what I was actually doing (which was standing there).

I was mainly focused on if my weight would be supported by the type of material my whip was made out of. (Any time I hang from anything I estimated whether or not I can be supported). As I was thinking about the type of material my whip would be made out of I focused on the whip and the whip actually changed to what I was thinking about. I thought about a vine and the whip turned from the classic leather to what looked like a long think plant root shaped into a whip. For whatever reason I thought this was sustainable and used it on the hanging pole. As the vine whip latched on I woke up.

This was a great learning tool as I can feel the steps necessary to reach full lucid control. It's like I'm learning to walk or talk all over again, except learning this is ultimate for me.