lucid

I was in some type of helicopter with about 5 people I don't know. The helicopter had no doors so everything was wide open and we were high up in the air. The people I was with were very nice after I had mentioned I was terrified of anything to do with flying or heights. I closed my eyes and started singing a fleetwood mac song to distract myself from the fact that I was up so high in the air. Suddenly it dawned on me that I was dreaming. I thought to myself, it's okay you are dreaming - nothing bad can happen to you. After that one thought my consciousness went back to regular dreaming and the dream was no longer lucid. I'm still pretty excited that I had that moment though! Getting close!

We all know that most first LDs are short, probably not that very short of mine. Anyway this is my very first Lucid Dream..

So I was on the bed and so lazy to wake up, after some time I was dreaming about my brother and me fighting aggressively on my bed also. So maybe he was making me wake up and probably it was a False Awaking.. However I hadn't much time for Reality Checks because of the fast paced fighting, but in a very small part of a second I put my hands on my nose, once I inhaled I was shocked!! Almost all of my brother punches was penetrating me as is I'm a ghost. I realized of course that it's a dream so I ignored my brother and I got off the bed running towards the door of the apartment. Sadly I didn't even reach my room's door...

Everything vanished and woke up, but that feeling was already a great accomplishment

The dream started with a vivid non-lucid section where I was showing big fishtanks I had built into the wall to a girlfriend I had about 20 years ago. I was actually seeing large silver fish in the floor, and pointing them out. The tanks started leaking and I thought the floor would collapse. I went outside to look into the tank in the floor, and when I came back in my mom was looking for me. She could not see me in front of her or hear me. I became lucid.
I went outside and started walking. The dream started to fade while I was walking by the river, but soon became vivid again. I saw my friend through a window and he came out to talk. I told him I was actually just dreaming, so I had better things to do than hang out and talk. He had a big dog with him and I tried to levitate it. It got angry at this, so I levitated myself instead, and floated away from that scene.
I ended up seeing my wife inside a large room with bleachers. I wil skip this scene as it is just about 3 or 4 minutes of a 3 way wwith her and some random pretty woman. I did not reach climax on purpose, so I could stay lucid. I walked off from that scene. Out side again, I decided to visit a church and find an alter. I immediately found a church and many people inside. I could not really find an alter and quickly lost intrest in the idea. The preacher started talking to me and people gathered around, so I stopped and tried to listen, but it was non-sensical so I went out side again.
I remembered that I still had not completed my 'Shared dreaming challenge' so decided to do that. I pre-assumed that the church I just left was in a pyramid, which I would see when I turned around. Sure thing a massive pyramid was there. I started to climb up the side. It was more ornaate than an egyptian pyramid and was truely massive. I reached the top and the dream tried to fade again. I could feel the four sides and the point with my hands, and used that to bring it back into focus.
I sat on top of the pyramid with my legs around the very point. I called out "I am looking for someone!" and really paid attention to make sure it was audible. It was loud and clear. I called out the same phrase two more times. I then called out "I am looking for the Diplomat" which is my nick name for one of my dream guides. Nothing.
I decided to try and see past the illusion of a created dream scape and just see the top of the pyramid, myself, and what ever would be left that was not illusion. The scene became odd and I am not sure I understood what I was seeing. I sat cross legged on top of the pyramid and began meditating and chanting OHM. It was very cool the way the sound was vibrating, but before too long, my wife got out of bed and that woke me. Dur~15 min

08-16-2012 -- [This was a lucid dream where even knowing I was dreaming and had strange dream powers, I couldn't seem to do anything to make it a good dream. Very depressing, and was asking to die in the dream by the end of it. Miserable.]

In an elevator, going somewhere, but no idea where. I am 3/4 asleep, and can barely open my eyes. Some black lady asks me if I am at my floor, or if I am going back down as she exits the elevator. There are a couple more floors, but back down I go, no clue as to what is going on.

I think I am in a movie theater for a few seconds, then I find myself in a 7-Eleven, thinking about the mystery shop I just did. I took four or five pictures of either the ads or the trailers in the theater, then left. In the very low lighting inside the 7-Eleven (its the middle of the night, and while they are open, they don't want the lighting to disturb people) I am trying to read a newspaper and take a good picture of my ticket stub as a receipt. Problem is, the lighting is just too bad.

I move to some brighter light just by the door, and set my stuff up. I am just about to take the picture, when a bunch of obnoxious kids come in and start jostling the table. One of them sits down on my stuff, and they all wonder why I seem to be mad at them.

Suddenly we're outside, standing by a ditch and I am trying to explain everything to them, how they messed up my picture and sat on my stuff, and they just don't care, so I give up. I find some of my stuff is scattered and laying in the dirt and mud in and around the drainage ditch, and looking at a broken pair of glasses, trying to remember if they are mine. I don't think so, they don't look right.

Suddenly I find myself in a bedroom, no idea where. It is weird, and dimensions are stretched and warped. It is huge, and empty, no furniture. Well, nothing except a mirror. The odd thing is, I glance in the mirror and I see a reflection of the room, but with all kinds of furniture, and looking cheery and pleasant, rather than dark and miserable. I see a huge clown coming, and she tells me to be patient, things get better.

Suddenly I find myself being 'attacked' by a circus tiger, except it just wants to cuddle a little bit. There are elephants, giraffes, and other animals just wandering around in this huge, empty room of mine. Bonnie C is here, but she is just sitting there, muttering to herself.

The clown walks past, but she is now dressed as a naughty nurse, all in white, really short skirt, and very attractive. Now this is more like it! I follow her as she walks into a doctor's office, and she is speeding up, almost like she is trying to escape. By this point I know I am dreaming, so when she goes through a door and locks it, I run right through it at full speed, and pass through as if it weren't there.

I catch up to her among some office cubicles and am trying to kiss her and start having some fun. A doctor walks into the room, and because I don't want him to see me, he can't, but since I'm all over the nurse, who he can see, and she is struggling, he knows something is up. "He's here, isn't he?" he asks. Then comes over and starts to wrestle with me, even though he can't see me.

I try to explain. I'm dreaming, I know I'm dreaming, and shouldn't I be able to have some fun? I point to the nurse's gorgeous bare ass, her fanny right in front of my face, and say "Answer honestly, if you're in a dream, face to face with this, would you not take advantage of the situation?" He is honest, and admits he probably would, but tells me she is not for me. I get nothing except the very minor feel I have already copped.

She leads me back to the floor of the dark, empty, huge bedroom, and stays right there, taunting me with her presence. Obnoxious. To hell with this, I start to feel her up again, and she is not happy. Just before I can get anywhere, I get distracted by a caterpillar dressed up as a clown, climbing on me. A green dog comes bouncing up, then disappears, and the doctor is here, still protecting the nurse. He looks slightly different, and I realize he is also the dog.

I start to whine about how I don't get to have anything, even in my dreams, and start to beg to die. They have nothing helpful to say to me. They tell me to get something to eat, and now there is a plain table with a picnic basket on it. I walk up to it and there is some weird guy standing there singing a song about hiding bad food in with the good, and burying chewed clean chicken wing bones under a couple of loaves of stale bread.

This dream sucks!

I’m on a boat with my family. The inside of the boat is full of water, and we’re all just floating around in it. But then, I guess the water drains out because suddenly it’s all gone.

I’m talking to my sisters, when suddenly I remember that I might have forgotten to pack my laptop. Part of me doesn’t care that much because apparently we’re going to be somewhere that doesn’t have any Internet access anyway, but I still wanted my laptop around so that I could write on it and stuff. So, I go to double-check my luggage. There are some plastic bags lying around and I start looking through them, but they’re all just full of shoes. Finally, I find my backpack, but it looks like I didn’t pack anything very useful. Apparently I only packed a few items of clothing and then a bunch of Beanie Babies. And I stuffed everything into the front pocket instead of packing it in the main part of the backpack.

So, I stand up again. And right then I become lucid for like two seconds. It just randomly occurs to me that I’m dreaming, and I run out onto the deck of the boat saying, “I’m lucid! I’m lucid!” I decide I’m going to jump off the boat and into the water. So, I do that. But, as soon as I do, I just find myself back on the boat again and I’m no longer lucid. Oh well.

When I’m back on the boat, I see that my dad is standing at a stove and cooking something. When I get closer, I see he’s frying a bunch of snails in a pan. And they’re not normal snails, either … They’re like, super gigantic snails that are probably like six inches long. My mom is standing nearby and starts complaining about how disgusting it is and how my dad will just have to eat those by himself.

At that point, I start walking up some stairs, because apparently the boat has two floors. On the second floor, there are a few rooms that look like bedrooms, and one room that looks like a kitchen. For some reason, I’m convinced that my friend Hannah lives on the second floor of the boat.

There are a ton of cats on the second floor. I don’t remember all of them, but … There’s this one, huge fat grey and white cat that’s just sitting around. There are a couple of small, grey kittens. And then there’s this really exotic-looking cat who has a black head, but the rest of her body is orange (possibly with some white … I don’t remember very clearly). She has abnormally large ears. And when she blinks, her face kind of like, folds in on itself so you can’t see it. It’s weird. But anyway, I really like this cat and start petting her. Just then, Hannah’s mom comes up the stairs, and I feel guilty because apparently the cat is hers, and it was in her bedroom. But she doesn’t seem to care I’m there. Suddenly, all of my family comes upstairs and they’re all wandering around.

I start playing with one of the kittens, and I try to pick him up, but he scratches my finger. I look down and see that my index finger is bleeding. I walk over to the exotic-looking cat and let her lick the cut. My mom is watching and she’s like, “Awwwww.”

We’re now standing in the kitchen on the second floor, and everyone is pouring cereal into plastic bags and then … layering the plastic bags on top of each other. It’s sort of hard to describe. But anyway.

Apparently the whole time, we were taking the boat to a family reunion of some sort. It’s at some theme park––I guess kind of like Disney World? Anyway, I end up waiting around for this Cinderella-themed ride. It’s this huge white and gold boat that just like, flies up into the sky and swings around.

So, the boat comes down out of the sky, and two ladies dressed as the evil stepsisters get off it, complaining that the ride has no seatbelts. So I’m like, “Oh boy.” Just then, two of my sisters show up and we all get on the ride.

Sure enough, there are no seatbelts. There are just a bunch of benches running across the boat. There’s this random Asian guy sitting at one end of the boat dressed as Prince Charming and he’s like, “HELLOOO.” And we’re all like, “… Hi.”

The boat flies up into the sky and starts swinging back and forth. And we’re all pretty much just sliding around like crazy. And I’m afraid I might fall off, except there are a bunch of these wire fence-type things around the sides of the boat, so I figure I’ll be okay.

Even though only my sisters and I got on the boat to begin with, there are suddenly a lot of other people on the ride as well. The ride keeps going upside down, and when it does, we all just have to sort of hook our feet under the benches and hang there. Then there’s some point where the benches detach from the inside of the boat––and we all have to hold on to a bench as it shoots off into the sky. And when that happens, everyone has a ray of magical color streaming out behind them, and it forms a rainbow.

After that part, there’s this other part where each person gets filmed individually while they dance around holding a fake gun. Apparently there’s going to be some event where we all pretend to shoot each other, for some reason. I stand in front of a computer, watching the people who have been filmed so far. Everyone has to dance against some weird, purple background.

Anyway, I wander off and then my mom and I start talking to some old guy who is apparently related to me. He talks about how he loves that ride that I just went on, and how his favorite part is the shooting part, because it reminds him of when he fought in some war. Then he starts talking about the war and about how horrific it was. And he talks about how he had this wound in his leg, which he claims looked like a gaping mouth with razor-sharp teeth or something. And I’m like, “… What.”

I start thinking about how horrible it would be to be in a war. And suddenly I’m afraid I’m going to get drafted into a war or something, and I’m going to die.

Then one of my younger siblings comes up to me––I think Annabelle––and she wants me to come with her, to find some fireworks that are apparently going on. So, I go with her to look for them. For some reason, she thinks they’re in this nearby dark room. But nothing is going on in there, and there are people in there sleeping in sleeping bags. So we leave.

And I think that’s all.

This one came completely out of the blue. Did not expect it at all since my last lucid knocked my recall out for about a week.

Anyways from what I remember I was falling, after being fired out of a cannon by my friends. I was falling fast and I looked below me to see some play equipment, this made sense since I was at the park. The play equipment was a metal cube with metal bars going across the inside, a little bit like this:

except it was flat on the ground. I decided that falling on that would be extremely painful, this is where I became lucid. Not wanting to feel the pain made me realise it was a dream, how strange. Anyway I didn't have long to react as the metal cube came rushing up pretty quickly. The only thing I could think to do was to fly, the skill that I'd practiced for so long, would it work when I really needed it to?
It did, I slowed down and hovered just a few metres above the metal cube. I breathed a huge sigh of relief and flew over to my friend who was stood nearby watching me fall. He was gobsmacked that I could fly, I landed and walked over to him. He told me it was cool and then walked off still slightly amazed. I then lost lucidity and remember no more.

I've decided it would be useful to put the conditions under which I slept so I can try and find what works best for me so here goes:

Time I went to bed: 11.12pm
Listened to Beta Binaural beats for 20 mins whilst reading
Set up the app Dream:ON on my iPod for the Lucid Rainforest soundtrack
Set the app's alarm to 6am
woke up at 6, turned the alarm off
slept again until 7.30am

DILD to DEILD to FA

I am at my wife's cousin's Karen's house. There is something about my bike being there. I bring it outside. I was thinking about riding it home and leaving my car. I look up and see a bright light. It flew between some clouds and lit them up. I knew this was unusual for an airplane. Some tree branches got in my view as I was walking. I back up and instead of this light I see what looks like 5 or 6 fish swimming in the sky. I say, "What the fuck?!" I look more intently and yes they are fish. They are a play golden color with a redish strip at the gills and blue face with the golden color at the mouth. I can see the scales. I see how the glisten in the eveing light. I stare bumbfounded. All I can say is, "What the fuck? What the fuck? What the FUCK?"

"OOOOOHHHHHH!" I finally realize that I am dreaming. I start to fly but everything fades to black very fast. I am in my bed. I don't move, I clear my mind and try not to think about the dream too much. I only know that I had a really short lucid.

I instinctively DEILD without much thought. I hit SP right away. It last for a few seconds and evens out to a dim hum. I just get out of bed like I would any other time. I know my body is paralysed. It is of course dark and I am blind. I tell myself that there is light coming from the window and I imagine seeing. Slowy I visualize and begin to see the room. (Next time I will visualize some other place. I am tire of seeing my house lol) I open the bedroom door and the world fades to black. There is nothing to grab on to visually. I feel a little panic that I will wake up. I use my meditation calm technique and rub my hands together and focus on seeing something. I come back. But I am really near sighted. So I crawl and focus on the baseboard and hardwood floor. It stabilizes a bit. I come to a dining room chair. (I have no real plan. I actually doubted that I would have a lucid tonight because we planned to get up early. Now that I think about it I did wake up at like midnight and pee. I went back to bed with a mantra "I will remember the dream and become lucid" until I feel asleep. So really that first maybe was a MILD not DILD?)

So I dont know what to do and you never think clearly in a LD. I see a book on the chair.I decide to read it. It looks like colorful recipes or menu. I focus really hard to read a line of text. Finally I make out the words in white. 'CHEESE CON QUESO'. I think I thought I was going the advanced TOTM. (I should have really done it) I decide it will be fun to move the book to the TV and see if I really moved it in real life. (I have no such book) After I place it on/near the TV my head totally clears. I actually believe that I woke up during my lucid. I really think I am awake walking around my house. I go back to the bedroom and lay down.

I have a false awakening. Something about the phone waking me up. There a tv on in the room. I get up on the other side of the bed. Then the alarm clock wakes me up for real.

I would have forgotten this LD if I hadn't had an alarm. So hears my take on forgetting LDs. Sageous seems to question if it was a true LD if you forget it. He says that he believes we are wired to forget NLDs and remember LDs. My thing is if you go from LD to NLD/FA it can be real easy to forget.

OK now I got to get ready. We have to be at the hospital at 5AM. My pregnant wife is to be induced to labor!

[COLOR="royalblue"]Non-Aware (Dream)[/COLOR] - [COLOR="blue"]Partially Aware (Lucid Dream)[/COLOR] - [COLOR="navy"]Fully Aware and Vivid (Astral Projection(OOBE)[/COLOR]

I did the fluid routine tonight as well. I drank 1 glass of apple juice and 1 glass of milk then I went to bed 22:05
I did not meditate or calmed my mind or anything this night, just to see what would happen and I trusted that I would wake up during the night no matter what! Even though I feared a little that I might close my eyes and the next thing I know it would be morning. But no... This night worked out as good as the previous night.

I have always convinced myself that my meditation routine before bed makes my dreams more stable and not chaotic and random and therefore easier to become aware of. Well I was right....

[COLOR="royalblue"]I had a really weird dream about me and my friend Axel doing parkour in an old city very high up. But I felt no fear I just jumped over buildings like nothing. I had some more dream scenarios here but I can't remember them because I didn't note them.[/COLOR]

I woke up 01:15 and since I sort of knew it was the first REM period I tried to DEILD. I thought to myself "Ok now I am going to wait 10 seconds and then if I feel different I will try to put my finger through my hand!". Nothing happened and I didn't do a reality check (maybe I should have). I was too tired to record my dreams so I fell back to sleep.

[COLOR="royalblue"]I were in a school and I think I were with, ehm you probably don't know what it is but in Sweden we call it "Jönsson ligan"(The Jönsson league) . We were going to crush a wall a steal a safe. But nobody did their job so we failed. Although my dreaming self changed and I was myself and I saw my old french teacher, which I hate.
He gave me the only F I have. My dad were with me for some reason so I told him "That is Nils...". And my dad answered "But he looks like a good teacher, well dressed and a smile." "I don' t care dad! He sucks!".
I walked towards him and said "Hi do you remember me douche bag?" and he just did his annoying giggle and said "No I don't who might you be?" "It's me Christian from your class in 2012" but he answered "Is this a joke the year now is 1999". o. O
I walked inside some other classroom and see my old classmates and I was aware enough to realize that I was dreaming.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]I remember that I said something witty can't remember now though, and everybody laughed except the teacher. I started talking to two hot girls.... Lucidity gone. :roll: (I never learn)[/COLOR]
The dream started to fade and I was staring at my eyelids. I tried to DEILD, nothing happened so I went up and recorded my dreams. The times was now 04:08

[COLOR="royalblue"] I remember talking to an hot girl from my previous class, but I can't remember about what anymore.
Then I was looking inside my wallet and saw that my legitimation and bank card were gone and I got super nervous and knew that my dad was going to be furious. I have some notes about a talking Donald Duck and a TV but can't remember that anymore either. Then I woke up 05: 55 and closed my eyes, I thought about writing down my dreams and for some reason I started to dream that I did write them down but I didn't... So all I remembered upon awakening was some keywords.

UFO - I dreamed that I saw flying aircraft that didn't looked man made.
Devil - I dreamed that I was fighting the Devil.
HIMYM French - This dream was interesting because I heard French! I were out with Ted to buy a present to Barney and some woman started to talk French with Ted I asked the woman what she said but then she just said Tralablablaolala in french accent. Not sure if I really heard French at first though since I don't speak it myself, I might have heard stuff that my brain remember though.[/COLOR]

And I finally woke up around 07:13 to go to the bathroom :)

This night's dreams were too chaotic for me to become lucid in, so the next night I am going to do my regular meditation routine and see if I notice any differences.

I was at my grandparents house, the place i grew up, just looking around at the forest and the sky. It was all very beautiful and serene with birds chirping and all that good stuff. A clear object appeared on the skyline, it was solid but had an etherical quality and I was able to see through it, however it distorted the skyline to the point of making me feel nervous because it seemed like some kind of extraterrestrial ship. Once I was able to clearly see this object, hundreds of them appeared in the sky at once, all of them seemed to be in going somewhere, however I didnt know where. They seemed to be viewing the ground and the living things of planet Earth, picking up things with what appeared to be the same material as the ship was made of, just now it reached down from the main mass of the object. For some reason I knew this was happening all across the planet, I also knew that I was getting on one of those things, just when are they coming to get me?

I was a bit frantic in my lucidity, trying to come up with a way of attracting the attention of one of these ships. As I searched for something to wave at them, all of the ships switched somehow. It was not a physical change, but something else, because in the dream I knew they now were leaving, for good. So I responded in the same type of way as when they signaled me they were leaving, only I pinpointed a ship and said "come here and get me" with no words spoken out loud. I had a seriousness to my telepathic message that was not taken lightly by the ships, they seemed to respond to my call as a whole, but only sending one ship to come retrieve me, which for reasons unknown seemed to concern me, as if i needed more than one ship.

I moved toward the ship as it moved toward me with the grace of a well-thrown frisbee. The ship stopped just above the treeline. It hovered in midair without causing disturbance to the trees or the ground. At this point I was running toward the ship, which was about 50 feet in front of me, still up in the air. There was an old picnic table in front of me and in full sprint I stepped up the place you sit on and then jumped with all my might toward the ship, as it greeted me with its arm to pull me in. I noticed the arm was not made out of anything solid, but was able to pull me up and toward the ship. As I was being pulled toward the ship, I was being blinded by it. I felt content with the fact i was leaving with them, and thats the very moment I awoke from the dream. Woke up, got up around 11 o'clock, but naked except I was wearin my socks. and thats cool cause most the time this floor is cold, stand up, stretch and search for my soul.

OBE.

The song we were listening to was saying something about "going high", or "go high", something like that. I was dancing to it, and as i was dancing to it, i imagined myself going "higher". The image i visualized was myself upright floating and rising. The weird part was the fact that there was nothing else i saw except myself. Everything else that was around me was just blackness, as if i was in a black hole. If that makes sense.

After a while, i couldn't really see my physical body. The "higher" i went, the more my body started to fade into this glowing white/blueish light of energy. My body was in the shape of a Y, with my arms outstretched.

Similar to this, except everything around my body was black instead of illuminated.


When the song was ending and i tried to "come down", i had trouble remembering who i was. All i could see was my body of energy(which i assumed was my non physical body, my soul) levitating. I literally had trouble remembering who i was and what my physical body looked like. That triggered in my mind, and i felt like i was experiencing something more than just a day dream. It was almost like i was having an OBE, or i had seen my astral body..

Eventually i "remembered" who i was and i snapped out of the vision. When i realized what i saw i was kind of tripped out, and i just sat and thought about it..

I woke up at 6:45am to get Chris to school, then I fed the fish, got some water etc, and I went back to bed at about 7:30am. I started getting vibrations and buzz sounds almost right away, I was that tired (because I stayed up until 2am, and Danny woke me up at 5:30am to go to work.) Anyway, I felt a couple waves of vibrations, then I completely blacked out. I think staying up that late killed my WILD transition because I was just too sleepy to stay aware. Anyway, I was dreaming about walking around the library at SMU. I was running my hands along all the tables, feeling really nostalgic. I even said to myself "I really miss this place.." Then I thought, this isn't real, it's just a memory! Then I knew I was lucid. I immediately though to try telekinesis, because of Xanous's lucid from yesterday (see, this is another reason I read y'all's journals and workbooks ). The library looked a bit more like a book store, with books merchandized on tables, rather than being lined up on book shelves. One table had 3 small pink books stacked on the corner, so I focused on those. I waked my hand, willing them to levitate, but nothing happened, just like with Xanous's first attempt lol. Then I simply reminded myself that these books aren't actually there, just projections from my mind, so I can make them do anything I want. I flicked my hand, and they jumped up into the air, then plopped back down. That's my first ever LUCID experience with telekinesis (had a few non lucid ones). I was super happy about this, so I went to the other side of the table that had some bigger, heavier books stacked up. I concentrated even harder, then tried to make a shoving motion with my hands, but I suddenly felt a little crippled. I shouldn't have done that, I should have reminded myself again that the books aren't real, so there's no need to do more than a tiny flick of the hand. Doesn't matter that they were bigger books. Anyway, I tried it again, and this time I was able to do the shove motion, and the books moved. But I started feeling weird, kinda dizzy and a little jerky. So I thought about doing something else. There were 2 escalators next to eachother (which looked like elevators. Basically there were 2 elevator doors, but when they opened, they revealed escalators), so I imagined that engineer from Prometheus appearing on the escalator as soon as I opened the door. Instead, it was a tall, naked, shriveled up looking man. I was like ew, no, do not want. That's all I remember about that dream.

Later I had a non lucid where the president of america (it was Bush jr though) came up with the idea to make August have 30 days instead of 31. His logic was so that the year would have an odd number of days instead. So I was throwing a fit because "365 is ALREADY an odd number. What a stupid fucking president." I was also mad because the cakes I made on Sunday now had the wrong expiration date on them, because he took one day away from the month.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #12: Whistling the "Ashokan Farewell"

I'm walking past a school building with Wife. For reasons I can no longer remember, I'm clutching a handful of documents.

It's close to dusk and the sky is growing red. I look up as we walk beneath the branches of a live oak and suddenly I'm lucid. I stop walking and look down at the papers in my hand. On top is a piece of sheet music that I can't read. I try to think of what I had intended to do and I (incorrectly) think that I wanted to perform a piece of music that I know from waking life.

I tell Wife that I'm going to whistle "a song from the Civil War" that I know from childhood. (I looked this up -- I meant Ashokan Farewell, a song that is actually from the Ken Burns documentary on the Civil War. I had not thought of this song in many years.) Wife laughs, saying, "Only you would pick a song like that." She waits to listen. I whistle a few bars of "Ashokan Farewell" before I wind up accidentally turning it into "The First Noël".

Once I'm done with the chorus I decide that it's time to fly. I realize that I've completely forgotten to stabilize the dream and I feel myself losing my grip on the experience. Suddenly flustered, I'm frozen in place as the dream scene collapses around me.

I attempt to DEILD back into the dream scene but sleep won't come. My alarm clock rings a few minutes later.

Dream - Lucid

I was with my friend Leigh, though I don't remember where, it was somewhere weird. We were looking at these colorful patterns on the wall. We had to choose from them for something. I kept thinking they reminded me of spirographs, but they weren't spirally at all; most were, in fact, star patterns. I told Leigh the ones I liked, which included some light blue shooting stars, some circle with a rainbow on the top, and I can't remember the last one. She didn't like the first one I picked, and so she told me the ones she liked. We both liked the one with the rainbow, and I think she said she liked the last one I picked as well.

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I was in my room, and MK was there. She went into my closet to look for something, I'm not sure what, but she sounded upset about it; she said something in a whiny, sad voice. She knelt down at this old wooden toy box I have in there where I used to keep my pipe. I didn't want her to smell it, though it didn't really matter because she knows I occasionally smoke, but I rushed over and sat on the toy box anyway, and said something to her about whatever she was upset about.

I guess I must have left the closet at some point, because the next thing I knew, I was standing in my room again, and I figured out I was dreaming. I wondered if MK was still there. I went over to the closet, and before I opened it, I said I wanted Ray to be in there. I concentrated on that for a minute, then opened the closet door.
"Ray?", I said. Nothing. He wasn't there. Neither was MK.
But my closet had all these pretty dresses that weren't there before. I remember a poofy, prom-ish looking, sparkly light blue dress, and a small white halter dress with a big sparkly black belt around the waist. I really liked that one!

False awakening. I couldn't sleep, so I just decided to get up. I went to the computer, and my friend from Ireland, Ray, had messaged me on Skype.

Or had he? I thought I could see I had a couple of messages from him when I had been laying in bed, like maybe "Good morning" or something, but there wasn't really a message there. Maybe I should just go back to bed.

Laying in bed again, and I hear what sounds like a phone ringing (from the caller's end), and I rushed over to the computer. When I had went to lay down again, I had accidentally hit something to video chat with Ray. His face popped up in a thumbnail by his messages.
"Oh shit!" I said as I covered my mouth, "I accidentally video called you! I look awful!"
He didn't say anything, and I was trying to avoid looking right at the camera or his face.
"I'll be right back, I'm going to go make a cup of coffee."
I catch a glimpse of his face. The camera showed a side view of him at the computer. He was smiling. He looked kinda like another guy I know in waking life named Levi. I thought that as I walked off to go downstairs and make coffee.

When I got downstairs, I went to the Keurig carousel for some coffee. It was full; I guess my mom had gone to the store before she left for Wisconsin. I looked at all the different coffees, and noticed she had accidentally gotten decaf. It was some kind of decaf vanilla coffee I had never seen before. I looked at the other coffees. I picked one and put it in the machine.

I then looked at the refrigerator, and had a feeling I was dreaming again. I looked at some advertisement that was magnetted to the fridge, looked away, and looked back again, and the words had changed. I can't remember what they said. I kept doing that and the words kept changing. I was so amused, I was reading the new phrases aloud as they changed, kind of narrating what was going on.

I then went back upstairs and decided I needed to go fly. I walked into the bonus room and to the two big windows at the far end. The couch was still there (we got rid of it recently in waking life), so I climbed it and started to try to break the window by ramming my body into it. I was met with very realistic resistance. So I tried it again and again. I had a vague feeling of being trapped, and that it was my subconscious telling me something. I kept ramming the window until it finally gave. Parts of it broke, but the window itself tumbled to the concrete below. I watched it fall and shatter.

I then stepped outside. It was a nice, sunny day. In the dream, there was some roof there for me to stand on (not so in waking life). I started to wonder if I was really dreaming, or if this was real and I was losing my mind. I thought about people who confuse dreams with reality. So I decided to try to hover a little before I flew. I kept jumping up and down with less-than-promising results. I did know that I was dreaming, though. I didn't worry too much about all that after the initial "Holy shit I'm going to have to pay for that window and get locked up in the loony bin" moment.

I then had another false awakening. I was laying in my bed, staring at the ceiling, but I knew I was dreaming immediately this time. I actually had a ton of FAs, a lot more than I can really remember other than me waking up and losing the dream again. This seems to happen to me quite often in LDs--if I have one FA, you can bet I'll probably have more.

I then was at the bottom of the stairs, trying to think of how I could properly spend this LD. I wanted to have a deep, spiritual experience, but I didn't know how to induce it. I kept thinking I had to slow my breathing down and really calm my mind, but I felt my waking body breathing, and it didn't feel like I was able to take in enough oxygen, even though I was breathing through my mouth. I tried to concentrate on getting in touch with my inner self (or "higher self", whichever you prefer), which is one of my lucid goals, one that I think will be very beneficial if I can properly implement it.

Then, I felt the buzzing of SP, and my vision turned to some hypnogogia. I then was having yet another FA in my bed.

I didn't know what to do with all this lucid time. So I decided to get down and dirty and have sex with Ray. If you want to read the explicit details,

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He was then there, and we were getting naked. I kept kind of losing the dream, but kept concentrating on keeping it. I was surprised at how well this was working out. Usually, in these kinds of situations, I get too excited and wake up...it is actually something I've been working on in my LDs .

I do feel like I lost it once, but it wasn't for long enough for me to wake up. I was then on the dresser, mostly naked, and he was on top of me. For a second, I was looking at the ceiling, and it looked like a chalkboard with words written on it that kept changing. I touched it, and it felt like...well, a chalkboard. I then shifted my attention again. I noticed his pants were still on, and they started to slide down as he got on top of me. There's a mirror on my dresser, and I watched as he entered me. I kept almost losing the dream, but I never did. In fact, it was very vivid...and sexy. I finally came, and it was ridiculously good. Like...ridiculously good.

Then I finally woke up.

And all I have to say now is hot damn. Probably the best sex dream I've ever had.

The dream started off me driving in an apartment complex in a red camero which I instantly knew I was dreaming. I stopped the car and got out to work on stabilizing the dream. I use the staring at the hands method and visualizing light in my brow chakra. The brow chakra technique really seems to work for me by bring lucidity up to real life quality. After this I told my self to stay calm and explore the area. I saw a guy on a golf cart and decided to ask him questions. I walked up to him, said hi while shaking his hand very politely. Naturally the next question I asked was his name, in which responded with production bob. Weird answer I thought. Then I asked what he represented in my mind, he said the need to be heard. He appeared very odd wearing a yellow polo with a kind of bug eyed face.

All memory of Dream before semi lucid is forgotten

I am with my brother and we a literally in a mine-craft world I say to him to look in the distance and see nothing. I and him both turn around and I imagine a city, we then turn around again and see a very un built city, buildings are missing.. I look at my hands very carefully and shout "I DEMAND CLARITY" He is shocked. I am flying up and looking at the top of my city. I continue to fly up by myself as I want to go to space, once in space I have a loading screen there. when that passes I can see venus the moon and the sun with all ,blue colored number underneath giving me the distance of each I am traveling to venus where I can see a what looks like a very poor quality 2D screen shot of venus, suddenly a floating magazine pops up about space and venus

Which Is when I wake up.