lucid

First lucid dream

at first I was in a huge dream but I remember only bits and parts

me and my dad were flying in a plane because I think there was a zombie acoplypse we landed in this kind of abandoned park and thats all I remember

then I went back to sleep and had my first lucid dream

i was in my old house laundry but it was kind of messed up my sister was there and for skme weird reason I just knew i was dreaming I didnt have to do any RC it was beyind weird I looked at my self I could see my body so I lokked around the laundry then I thaught of doing something I tried to but i couldnt do it so I rembered that you have to beleive it for a reason so I looked around for a vial but woked up before I found one


then I went to sleep again and had a dream that i was this kind of soldeir but thats all i can rember

ih well at least it was my first lucid

This is my very first lucid dream that I can remember. Here is how it goes:
I was walking around outside in complete daylight, everything seemed nice and I kept looking at my feet while walking towards a tree that was right outside of my dogs fence, (it's not really there in reality.)
I stopped half way to the tree when I spotted a HUGE anaconda, this instantly made me lucid. Snakes are a big sign that I'm dreaming, because they are frequently in them. Whenever I see or think about snakes I do a reality check, this way whenever I have a dream with snakes in it I will (hopefully) pinch my nose.
Anyways, I started looking around and then I suddenly fell down, and the dream scape then changed. I woke up on a couch in a hotel, I pinched my nose and I felt how I was still breathing and then I knew once again that I was dreaming. (Hehe, I made a rhyme... Well, I think I did)
I looked around and saw my parents sitting on another couch, they were talking. I focused on trying to make the whole dream clearer, so I shouted things such as "clarity now!" and "vividness now!", but it did not work very well, so I went up to my mother, who was eating something, and I said "show me unconditional love!" (it was all I could think of.)
She took me in her arms and said: "Darling stop talking nonsense."
I laughed, because I was in shock at how the hug felt exactly how it would feel in reality, yet the dream was still not very vivid.
I then did a foolish thing. Since this was a DILD I guess I was still not in my right mind...
I looked at my mother, and father, and told them that I wanted to wake up now, so that I could tell my friends/family.
My mom grabbed my shoulder gently, and said "whatever you want sweetheart."
I thought that she was going to wake me up, but I was wrong, I had to to it myself, so I closed my eyes tightly and opened them really fast, and I awakened on my bed. I was in misery, I mean, I just let a perfectly fine lucid dream go to waste... Shame on me.

This strange thing happened a few nights ago. I was dreaming of laying in bed with this asian girl. She was asleep. I was looking at her eyes and all of a sudden they jolted open! It scared the shit out of me. The scene went black and i assumed that i just woke up. So i laid still and imagined my body floating. I started hearing loud bangs on the door. Then i heard someone stomping up the stairs. I was aware of what was happening so I wasn't frightened. I heard a cat strut in and meow. I opened my eyes and i was laying on my bed watching the cat walk around. I got up and looked into the mirror and saw myself laying in bed! I was stoked! I left the room and in the next room i saw my brother and this guy just staring at me before i opened the door. It was creepy. Then i went into my aunts room. She was asleep wathing tv. I walked over to her and patted her back. She jolted around instantly and had a blank stare. Once again creepy. I woke up and got up to go pee. I noticed my aunts room lights were on. Here's the crazy part. She said she woke up to this feeling of someone pushin her back. I was really creeped out then.

Anything like this ever happen to anyone?

i was in a house and my dog i used to have named sophie and my dog i have now named dolly was int there and i kept trying to pet sophie but she wouldnt come here then i got up and locked the doors to the house then i ended up in my moms van and she was driving the sky was foggy and we where in a town i said mom theirs gonna be a yield sign up ahead and she said no its gonna be a stop sign and we got up to it and it was shaped like a huge stop sgin but it had tons of weird words and i said im dreaming and i said mom im dreaming she said maybe i got out of the car saw the sky was foggy so i spread the clouds appart and i woke up.

So I spent the better part of yesterday on this site, hoping that it would cause me to have another lucid dream and Poof! it worked.

I was in the middle of a pretty fun dream watching Goku fight Boromir and all of a sudden I awake in my bed. I get up and start walking to the closet and notice that my teeth are loose, and I grab one and it just falls out. Another one falls out a second later and I automatically think This is a common thing that happens to people in dreams! I must be dreaming! I look at my hands and lo and behold, they are all messed up. I start walking to the other side of the room and think about stabilizing myself more to the dream, but then think better of it for some reason and just walk over to my door, as I open it I wake up.

I was pretty frustrated, I have had four lucid dreams that I just thought that it seemed like a stupid idea to stabilize myself while I was in them. Pretty lame dream, but it was still lucid, and I really love false awakenings since I almost always become lucid after them.

Ceiling Parade (LUCID)

With a cheer, the students start walking. It's time for the "Walk the World" parade, which is what it sounds like, except most of the time you're walking on the ceiling. First, the group starts walking up a side wall in order to get to the ceiling. I'm worried about this, since I'm not sure my dream control is strong enough to defy gravity in this way. I get to the ceiling, but I'm at the very back of the parade, and I keep falling behind as we start to walk through the halls of the building. Even though I'm trying to speed walk, I'm still not fast enough. But then, somehow I change my mental approach to the situation. I'd been concentrating too much on how hard it is to walk on the ceiling, when I should really try to take it for granted and enjoy the experience. So I do, and suddenly I'm easily able to keep pace with everyone else. I even jog for a bit and pass a few of them. I hope this isn't a really formal parade where I'm supposed to keep my place in line; if it is, they'll probably be mad at me.

Soon, we're no longer a single trail of people. There are students running every which way all over the building. I notice there are stairs all over the place, which I realize doesn't make sense. No architect would design a building with stairs on the ceiling. But there's not much I can do about it, since I'd have a hard time imagining what a ceiling does look like from the perspective of someone standing on it. There are limits to imagination. Anyway, I see a grinning student cross an intersection in front of me, and I notice he's walking backwards. That looks like fun! So I get in front of/behind him and do the same thing for a while.

Sometimes I'll take a turn and end up in a hallway with no other students. I wonder if I should be worried about this, but I decide not to be. On one of these occasions, I find myself in a concrete stairwell, and I decide it's time to abandon this parade. I'll challenge myself by trying to find my way back to my dorm room. I feel a bit uncomfortable about not doing any of my declared dream goals, such as setting my fingers on fire by snapping, but I think getting back to my room is more important. So, let's see, where am I? The sign next to the door up there says "6", but that's upside down, so I must be near the ninth floor. And my room's on the fifth floor, so I have to go down four flights--which will actually seem like going up four flights, since I'm upside down. Okay. Let's get going.

I go around twice without incident (though I feel a bit disoriented), but the next landing is unusually dark. This is the perfect place to try that finger flame thing! I stand still and snap my fingers. Nothing happens except the lights flicker a bit at the edge of my vision. I try it a few more times, reminding myself that this is a dream and I can do anything I want to do. Still, nothing happens. I wonder if it would be helpful to have a small flame from another source to use as inspiration. Where could I get a flame like that? I try shaking my hand to joggle a couple flames loose, but it doesn't work. I try striking my right index finger on my left arm like it's a match (I'm proud of thinking of that), but it doesn't work either. By this time, there are a couple other students on the landing with me. My vision's also gone funny, like there's a second image overlayed atop the first. I try not to pay attention to it, because I think it means I'm waking up. I snap my fingers a few more times to show the other students what I've been trying to do. This time, I can feel a sort of heat and crackling in the air, but there's still no visible flame. Still, I'm a bit excited, and I notice my vision's cleared up again. I guess that small success pulled me back into the dream. But I don't have much time. Suddenly I realize it might be a good strategy to visualize success--try to imagine what it would look like to snap and have flame appear at your fingertips. Imagine how it would flicker, what effect the light would have on the surrounding environment. I have a good feeling about this strategy, but before I can test it, I wake up.

[I've no idea when or how I became lucid in that dream. Also, I've never lived on the fifth floor.]

Diet

My mom served me way too much food. I'm on a diet, but I guess she doesn't know that, so it's not her fault. Still, I eat only a bit of one casserole, then I get up and leave without explanation. Later, I realize I should have stored my leftovers in the fridge instead of making more work for Mom, but it's probably too late by now.

Platformer

I'm playing a platform game with four player characters. One of them is Mario. I had hoped that the other three characters would have some A.I. to use while I'm playing the fourth, but apparently not. I have to switch between the characters myself, and bring them all individually through each level. You can really sense the evil of the enemies at the end of the level. I get Mario through, but I die when I try to use the next character, because I don't know its attacks very well. I try various button combinations similar to the ones in Smash Bros. and the character does a lot of different animations, but I have no idea what these attacks actually do. I try the level again, and I die again. The people watching laugh and ask me why I'm playing such a weak character. Later, I notice that I've been reset to the beginning of the level, and all four characters are back at the start. Apparently this game has a very low tolerance for dying.

Later, I'm watching Hank and company play the game on hankgames. It's a "highlights" video with a strange title. As the video plays, I come to understand that the unusual word from the title means "dying and then having your dead body killed again a few times." It's funny because it's like adding insult to injury. It happens a lot in this game.

Frags:

• inside with a few friends, asking if any of them has a lighter I can borrow

Awake/SP, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in an elaborate, fantasy landscape. I fall over the side of a cliff and start falling down the side of a mountain, which has terraces in it and lots of trees, but the trees are all growing out of the side of the mountain. As I fall, I think, I could expect there to be a soft, grassy field below me for me to land on, and there would be one. I try to do exactly that, but it doesn't work. Eventually, I remember that I can fly, and fly back up to the top of the cliff/mountain.

[That's all I can remember now of an awesome, detailed, elaborate lucid dream that was remarkably long for my first sleep cycle of the night. I was really, really determined to have a lucid dream last night, and my determination and MILDing worked. I also remember choosing to stay in and prolong the dream at least twice, but I don't remember any more details. I really should have taken a moment to write them down in my paper dream journal after I woke up.]

[Later, different part of the night.] I feel, more clearly and with more awareness than I ever have before, all my major muscles transitioning into their paralyzed state. After a moment, a dream begins to form. Some Viking-warrior-looking guys who look like they came straight out of a movie by Aardman Animations are standing over me, watching me wake up. We're all in a big wooden hall. The dream is very weak, fuzzy, and indistinct, though, and although I try to focus on it, it fades away before I can get into it fully. This can be partially blamed on the fact that I'm completely fascinated by the experience I've just had, and this novel feeling of being “stuck” in my sleeping body while still being consciously aware.

Welcome to SP, I think. That wasn't so bad, was it? I lie still and observe the experience. Although I'm conscious, in a way I never am in waking life, of my breathing happening automatically, I feel like I'm not getting enough air. I realize that that's because I have my forearms crossed over my chest so that their dead weight is resting right on top of my ribcage. I can feel my left-hand fingertips touching the skin of my right arm, but I feel removed from the sensation. I hope for another dream to start, but it doesn't. I attempt to visualize a scene, but it's a very halfhearted effort and doesn't go anywhere. Also, I have my head tilted to my right at an awkward angle, which makes me think, I'm going to feel that in the morning. After a few minutes, I get bored and decide to get up and use the restroom. I have no problem getting back to normal wakefulness.

Side notes:
I've always been afraid to try WILDing because I'd never experienced sleep paralysis, and I was afraid that I might experience hypnagogic hallucinations or sensations that would frighten me. This was the first time I'd ever really experienced SP. It was cool and weird, but not frightening at all, and I didn't experience any hypnagogic hallucinations. Getting over your fear of something is always nice.

So last night I was able to get to bed around 10:00 which was nice. This allowed me the full 8 hours of sleep a teenager is supposed to get.

Anyways...

This dream started out as a false awakening, and a very vivid one I might add. The first thing I remember is lifting my head up from the sink after brushing my teeth. I then reached for my razor to shave. The wierd thing was... it was dead! Now, in the dream I remembered plugging it in the night before (which I actually DID do) and thought it most peculiar it was dead. I don't rememebr exactly how but this somehow made me lucid.

Ready to go have some fun, I went out of my room and headed upstairs, only to be confronted by my math teacher in my house! She started asking me why I was headed upstairs. After one too many times of my DC's ruining my lucids, I had learned, and completely ingonred her and proceeded upstairs. Even though I was fully aware and lucid, I felt the need to go put my contacts in. It was very realistic, and blurry just like in real life. I went back to my room to put my contacts in and my math teacher again asked my what I was doing. This time I told her to can it and go away and she promptly evactuated the house.

After my little victory over my DC, and now actually able to see after putting my contacts in, I then decided it was finally time to accomplish my dream goals! I recounted how the night before I had been reading about summoning characters and decided on a technique to try.

I went and stood in the corner and just closed my eyes. I then reached behind me and envisioned that if I reached my hand out, they would grab it and be there when I turned around. Well... I reached around, desparetely grasping for them. I did this for about 10 seconds, focusing intently on them being there. After a few seconds more... I felt someone grab my hand! I was elated. I opened my eyes and began to turn around. Time seemed to slow down as the adrenaline started pumping. It seemed to take forever to turn around. Maybe 10 minutes?!?! But, i still had ahold of them and I was fine with it. I just envisioned all the adventures to come and finally made my revolution. It was then REALLY upsetting though because... as I was finally able to see them, they started to vanish, just like a ghost. I called out for them to come back but we were helpless to stop it. I was only able to see them for a few seconds when this happened. Feeling very setback and upset about this, I went and climbed back in my bed and woke myself up. THis dream was very intense and emotional. I woke up feeling this rush of happiness and sadness all at once. I was breathing pretty hard too from the excitement I guess.

However... this is one step closer to my dream goals!!!! The first time I saw them, it was only for maybe a second. This time... it lasted about 5 seconds. I think I just get myself so excited when it is finally happening that I do myself in. At least I am making progress. Next lucid goal... 10 seconds.

I'm an insect!

I'm at school and find out that there are people out of class during class time. I think to myself "either I have my timetables mixed up, or this is a dream". I'm dreaming! I start to tell people in my locker bay that this is a dream, but they all ignore me as if I didn't exist. I remember the TOTM, so I start spinning, imagining that when I stop, everything around me will appear enlarged, and I will be a tiny insect. When I stop, I find that everything is indeed much bigger, and my perspective starts from the ground. My body a slightly larger than a human hand. I crawl around and then grab onto a pair of legs. A girl shrieks when she sees me on her leg and runs away. Then some other people pick me up and start playing with me. I will myself to grow even smaller, so I can escape their grasp, but I find myself on my bed instead(False Awakening)

(FA countinued) I get on my bed and walk through a mirror, deciding that I will be an even smaller insect this time. Instead, I end up in my bed again. FA. I get out of bed and then out the door, and find a small park with trees and grass. I imagine the trees getting larger while I grow smaller. Unfortunately, only the trees grow as large as skyscrapers but the don't get any wider! The grass doesn't get taller, so I still feel human sized. I decide that I've had enough of trying to be an insect, and approach a brick wall and try to destroy it with a punch. The wall breaks but all the separate bricks remain intact. I then move some of the bricks with telekinesis, and try to throw them at passing cars (I miss). After I finish playing with bricks, I decide I want to go drag racing. First, I walk on to the road, and see if any cars would run me over. I quickly do a reality check before a car comes close to me, just in case I was actually in real life. I am relieved when my finger goes through my palm, but when I look up, the car had disappeared. I try to get run over a few more times but all the cars stop before they hit me. When I decide to move on to drag racing, the dream fades and I wake up.

This particular Dream was very, long yet extremely simplistic in nature.

I was running very fast, at a very high tempo, much like an anime ninja would run. Arms back jumping over people, through lawns, going in and out of first person and third person perspective, which is not unusual in my dreams.

The neighborhood I was running through was my old neighborhood that I grew up in. You head south about a mile and there was my elementary school, you head north about a mile and there was my high school. In this dream I was running away from an old house that I used to live in heading south right past my old elementary school. I remember it being the last thing I saw before I woke up.

I'm writing about this particular dream mainly because it has a large significance on a very troubling time I had in this place. This neighborhood reminds me of the worst period in my life. The fact that I was running away from the house which these remembered horrors came from tells me two things: 1) My Lucid dreaming techniques are improving and 2) This particular dream has a lot of significance with my dream research.

My dream research has led me to the theory that we remember EVERYTHING, yet only a portion is stored in our subconsciousness and the rest in our consciousness. Reality and our consciousness 5 senses fill in the holes/fragments that our conscious mind seems to "forget."

On the other side reality is not a factor on our subconsciousness because we’re very stationary when we enter the subconsciousness. With these facts in mind we are stuck with only what the subconsciousness has stored. Our 5 senses do work in our subconsciousness however because most of us use the crutch that is reality to guide our senses to make sense of our world, using our 5 senses in our subconscious world is very foreign and downright difficult to learn to use.

Also! Our subconscious is where our consciousness "hides" very very bad and traumatic event memories in order to protect our physical well being.

This is the dream that made me decide to pick up lucid dreaming, I had not ever tried any methods for lucid dreaming except one time before a year earlier.

I am on a trip away from home, the dessert around me as dry as anything and the only thing that I can think of is this girl that has grown attached to me. She is short and nice, but very shy, I did not get a name because she didn't talk much. The city around reminds me mostly of Favela (like in modern Warfare, and real life). It seemed like I was in the dream for about a week, so I have no idea how long this actually lasted.

Me and this girl are trying to get away from the group so that we can talk and start going around this abandoned building. We are exploring empty corridors and just having a good time. The rest of the group caught up to us with some sort of tour guide and I stopped paying attention to the girl for one second and she ran away because there were too many people. I chased her down and that is when things changed in my mind.

I haven't followed a girl like this for a while, but she seems awesome. Why haven't I been going after girls? I thought. Wait! I am married, that is why I shouldn't be looking for a girlfriend. Then this must be a dream! I stopped and looked around. There were two roads ahead of me, one that the girl just took on the left, and an identical one on the right (everything still seems like Favela)
I shouldn't chase the girl down now that I remembered that I am married, I should go the other way. I turned right.

I jump over a fence after the turn and find myself in a backyard, the grass is perfectly green, the houses seem to be made of mud, but they are shining somehow, everything is extremely vivid. In the back yard there is a Rose, it was the most beautiful plant I have ever seen. The stem and leaves were the darkest black and the rose the brightest red. It was perfectly centered in the square backyard, and I looked at the house next to me as well. Every backyard had the same layout with the same rose in both directions, and it seemed to go on to infinity.

I felt myself waking. It had been forever since I had read about dreams, I couldn't remember what to do to stay in a dream. I thought maybe spinning was one so I started spinning very slowly, but as I did an old man came up to me from the front yard.

"You must be like the flower if you wish to stay" He said, and then went back the way he came. I stopped spinning and looked at the beautiful flower again. Then I awoke.

So I remembered two of my dreams last night. The first was non-lucid, unfortunately. The second was lucid! DANCING BANANA!

First Dream:

I had come back from some sort of shopping mall, and I had gotten some T-shirts. My parents had bought me some, and I had bought some myself. The coolest one was this one of a glow-in-the-dark abominable snowman. I know my parents think I'm too old for those, but I don't care. And I didn't care in the dream, either. ^^ Surprisingly enough, my parents actually thought it was cool too in the dream. That should've been a recognizable dreamsign, because they weren't acting normally, but I didn't get lucid.

We were going to go to another really cool shopping mall - apparently, in this dream world my family and I are quite the shop till you drop people O_O - and I wanted to wear my new T-shirt. You have to understand that even IRL I am obsessed with T-shirts. I have at least fifty of them, no joke. Anyway, I wanted to wear the T-shirt because 1) it was new, and 2) it was glow in the dark, and we would be driving to this mall at night. So I wanted to see it glow.

I was going to be late (as usual) so I grabbed my backpack on the way out the door. This backpack was supposed to have all my new T-shirts in it. I got in the car and looked through my backpack. It was this really cool, high-tech outdoors backpack that looked almost like a Camelbak. But I couldn't find the dang shirt. I searched a million times through all the pockets and found a ton of shirts, but not the one I was looking for. I asked my parents for help but they couldn't help me.

It drove me insane. And I was as disappointed as heck. I wonder what this means. Trying to find something that you want really, really badly, and then not finding it....this could relate to my real life.

Dream 2:

LUCID! Well, not at first. I was at a park for my brother's cross country meet. The park was beautiful. It was covered in lush grass with some dirt trails, a few fallen branches littering the ground. There were beautiful white and gray tree trunks everywhere - they looked almost like aspen trunks, but without all those creepy knot things, and they were normal sized, not skinny like aspens. There was also a river.

A group of us were standing, waiting for the runners to come by. We were all wearing sweatshirts and such because it was cold and foggy. Then we (somehow) found out that the river was going to flood, and we would have to get ourselves and our stuff out of there before it happened.

In a large quantity of my dreams, I am able to fly. This was the case here as well. It's so vivid that when I was younger, I actually got confused and thought I could fly in real life too (thankfully, that didn't end up in injury!). I decided that I could both save myself and help save our gear by flying into the air, so I kicked off and flew my usual way - as though I was treading water with my feet, but in the air. I climbed a few feet into the air. I was next to my aunt, a few people I didn't know, and a tree trunk. That was right around where I realized that I can only fly in dreams; thus, I must be dreaming. Calmly but excitedly I continued to fly. I hovered in front of my aunt, who was wearing her ragnar relay sweatshirt, and told her, "Hey, do you know that this is a dream right now?" or something along those lines. I had read that dream characters are supposed to deny that, but I didn't think this would be the case with her, and I was right. She simply said something like, "Oh no, I didn't know that. Thanks for telling me," but didn't seem all that surprised. It was surprisingly hard to talk - I don't always talk in dreams, and it was hard to make my voice work for some reason. I think when I finally did force myself to talk, I actually made a sound out loud (sleep-talked). Unfortunately, shortly after that, I woke up. My next goal will be to try and stay asleep, because as of late I've been waking up shortly after attaining lucidity.

22nd September 2012

I'm walking down the high street of y town. I realize I am dreaming and RC. At first it seems normal, but eventually I can breathe through my nose (I was too convinced I was dreaming not to repeat the RC). I take a left into a restaurant of some sort. I expect to find my dream companion around a corner. I vocalise my intent. Instead, I only find a paper bag on a bench. I ask a person near the doorway where she is. I am directed to go upstairs. I head upstairs, but lose lucidity and am now looking for my dog.

18th September 2012

I am in a hotel of some sort. My granny arrives, but she later becomes granddad. I am then at a place I used to live in, in Finland. I go up the stairs. I realize my granddad can't be here because he died when I was very young. I do a nose-plug RC and get lucid. The dream destabilises. I stand there and stabilise. Upstairs, I ask granddad to sit with me. I ask him about playing the saxophone (I play and he played). He suggests I join a big band, and then says the name of some famous bandleader from the 20th century, and says I should join them for 10 years.

I get up and go downstairs, jumping over the rail. I can't fly here for some reason. Downstairs, I manage to fly up to the ceiling. There's a chandelier. The dog is excited. I go to the back door, head out and fly up. The dog is running about below me so I urge him to follow. He starts flying up with me too. I look up and see a grey sky. I want to change it so I visualise a blue sky with my eyes closed. Yet again, opening my eyes leads me to wake up.

18th September 2012

I'm at my computer. I can't work out how I got there, so I do a nose-plug RC. I'm soon lucid, but it gets very blurry and doesn't last long.

18th September 2012

I am in a hotel of some sort. My granny arrives, but she later becomes granddad. I am then at a place I used to live in, in Finland. I go up the stairs. I realize my granddad can't be here because he died when I was very young. I do a nose-plug RC and get lucid. The dream destabilises. I stand there and stabilise. Upstairs, I ask granddad to sit with me. I ask him about playing the saxophone (I play and he played). He suggests I join a big band, and then says the name of some famous bandleader from the 20th century, and says I should join them for 10 years.

I get up and go downstairs, jumping over the rail. I can't fly here for some reason. Downstairs, I manage to fly up to the ceiling. There's a chandelier. The dog is excited. I go to the back door, head out and fly up. The dog is running about below me so I urge him to follow. He starts flying up with me too. I look up and see a grey sky. I want to change it so I visualise a blue sky with my eyes closed. Yet again, opening my eyes leads me to wake up.