lucid

this expectation thing is giving me blue balls. For real ! last night I wtb with a mantra. And I had a "lucid dream" not a magycial one.I did a nose plug reality check and I could breath so I thought "I'm dreaming" and then my heart pounded really quickly and I felt like I would wake up so I just concentrated and waited for the black to turn into something better. It did, and in a few seconds I could see a bunch of squares with trees and flashing colors. Better unexplained . Anyway I was still nervous my heartbeat would wake me up , but I could only see my dream, not get into it. It was like I was watching a t.v. with a very blurry image. Then I woke up and did another reality check which failed. But I remember thinking I should record that on my iphone so that I don't forget I was lucid in the morning.

I'm mad that I was never actually awake, and when I actually did wake up my recall wasn't as vivid. I can't remember the dream before my lucid. But I remember the two after it.

I followed a girl B and her friends to a camp across the river, located on a dark island.In order to reach it , one had to complete the obstacles. So copying B I just sort of glided across the balances etc. and made it. There I followed people and wanted to leave, I knew M would be worried. She came just as I was leaving and I didn't even ask "how?!" she managed to get across. Anyway a friend, alexi, said it's a camp kind of like college. I didn't get involved in the dancing but there was a gym with a couple of my peers. I finally found where people hid out during the summer. I found an old "Friend" j there and she didnt mention much but complemented another girl. It was weird because I ignored her mostly. She wasn't surprised I was there. Before I saw J, I was looking at how clean their bathrooms were . The other ones had blobs on the ground. I ran outside with just a towel and back and saw the Jule and talked about her with j's blonde friend. Juile is you know... was all I could get out.

At an old-western themed bar. Nina and F were above shouting to get beverages. I saw Nin and just exited but came back to help my sis win some money.

I had three dreams last night (that I can remember):

DREAM #1

I am semi-lucid during this dream.

Kermit the frog appeared next to my bed. And then we both float up into the air and start flying down the stairs and out the front door. I decide that I wanted Kermit to glow, so he starts glowing. Then we’re just flying through the sky and singing together, and that's about where the dream ends.

DREAM #2

I'm sitting in some kind of loft type place, with some guy with a beard, and we're watching soccer on TV. I have a feeling I don't like this guy. Not a very long or detailed dream.

DREAM #3

I'm in my backyard, and Acacia and Abby (my friends) are there. I'm commenting on Abby's hair because it has all these weird braids in it that you can somehow see from the back but not the front.

Suddenly, Acacia decides that she really wants coffee, and we decide to go to McDonald's to find some. There's this random McDonald's window near my house. The lady working there is one of the cafeteria ladies from my school. Unfortunately the McDonald's is closed. I check the time on my iPod and see that it's almost 9 PM, when for some reason I thought it was only around 5 or so.

Acacia and I go to a different McDonald's, where we have to stand in line for a minute because there are a few people ahead of us. While we're waiting, I notice that Acacia is wearing a black hat and sparkling purple lipstick. So I'm like, "Ooh I love your lipstick!" And Acacia is like, "Thanks!"

So I try to decide what to order, but I can't see the menu from where I'm standing. Plus there's all this random stuff piled up behind the counter. Acacia tells me they're selling one brand of coffee called Coldwell Scent that only costs a dollar, so that is what we both decide to order. The lady who takes our order has black hair pulled back into a messy bun, and I think she seems nice.

I wake up before we actually get our coffee.

... Well, at least I was kind of lucid during that first dream. I realized I was dreaming and controlled one small thing. Not much, but it's a step forward I guess.

DreamLucidAwake

Advanced TOTM

It was a false awakening early in the morning. Something didn't feel right to me and I used my reality check where I try to feel the dream.It felt like I was dreaming and I became lucid. On my desk i saw an odd looking book that I do not own. It looked to me like an old fancy journal. It was then that I remembered the advanced task of the month. I assumed that the book was the journal I was supposed to write my waking life in.

I opened it up and found a quill inside. I sat there for a moment and tried to recollect my waking memories. It was kind of difficult, but I was at least able to remember that I went shoe shopping that day. My shoes were starting to feel uncomfortable because my feet got bigger. So we went to some store that I can't remember for some sale related to taxes. I don't like shopping so I was trying to be quick. I found a pair of black tennis shoes that felt comfortable enough and chose them. That's where my memory ended.

I picked up the quill and wrote something very similar to that in the journal. The writing part was fairly simple and I didn't have too much trouble after the memory part. I can't remember how the dream ended though.

Not much of a precursor to this dream or a non-lucid portion. Woke up and then went back to sleep with the desire to have a lucid dream and so I did.

I believe I was inside of someones house and then upon exiting I went and fiddled with the trunk of their car for whatever reason and stopped in fear that the alarm might go off. Then I looked around and just said to myself, "Yea this is a dream." And so then I became lucid.

Now once lucid my first impulse was to jump into the air and fly, so I tried to but when I jumped into the air I just fell down right back onto the sidewalk. After that I tried to look away and then say that the person I wanted to be there would be spawned behind me when I look back, but that didn't work either. So then I started going for a nice little walk. I was in a ritzy looking neighborhood with a lot of big houses. I was walking until I saw an area that looked like where I lived. So now I ran and jumped so now it was either fly into the air or fall and hit the ground, hard. So this time I flew into the air. I had a nice flight probably my longest yet, I always enjoying flying, I love the feeling of the wind. Anyways so while I was flying I flew over a pool and noticed some people, what looked like my brother and one of my friends. So I landed and they were talking about what I gathered to be World of Warcraft. I touched my friends shoulder and tried to turn her into a different DC and at this she let out and annoyed sound which threw me off my focus. The dream went into blackness and I could still feel myself touching her shoulder. So I eventually was able to re-enter the dream, which I'm getting better at now. And then I pretty much just lost the dream the moment that I re-entered.

In real life I hate watching football but I dreamt of thinking about buying season tickets. I thought if I could go every game I would start to enjoy it.

I was with darius in some football field. There was alot of people and I was feeling pretty good about my self. This guy was giving free tickets to some concert. I thought I have to get some so me and my girlfriend can go. I ran over and he handed me two ticket 4 and 5.

Then the concert appeared it was a band that my I knew my girlfriend would like. I thought it is strange how my mind can come up with all of this So at this point I seemed to be semi lucid.

A fantastically strange dream I had this morning, 19 August 2012. We begin at a Level Two dream, a dream-within-a-dream.

The time is approximately 4:30 am. I have been unable to sleep all night, and we are all partying in the French room. I feel the beginning of a depressive episode, or more accurately, a disrupted-sleep cycle episode.

I talk to random people about even more random stuff. This one guy sits in the corner, brown hair and blue eyes, looking positively stoned. I try to talk to him by waving my T-shirt in front of his face. Nothing.

Finally, I get him to speak. He asks me a bunch of game show-style questions, and says a series of long words, with each one supposed to be longer than the last:

1. pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
2. supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
3. antidisestablishmentarianism

Clearly, those are in the wrong order. He then asks me some questions about golf. I know nothing about golf - have never played.

I wave my shirt in front of his face again in the shape of an Ouroboros. Nothing.

I then sit down at a table with some classmates. A girl is reading this book about careers and life decisions, and a guy she's friends with is talking with us about it. She seems to have the wrong assessment of it, though, by giving a bunch of false analogies about how your decisions are like making a cake or something, about how important it is not to mix certain ingredients together. The basic premise is that once you set off on one path, you can't set off onto another. The guy said that this is not true.

With her permission, I begin to write down some of what she says in my all-purpose notebook, which becomes a fury of words and doodles. There is more than one path to reach any goal, I think.

Suddenly, the teacher, who reminds me of my Cantonese French teacher from grade seven, terminates the "Party" in a military-style manner. I pray--I know, that I won't be included in this disciplinary action. I go to the front of the room to dispose a water bottle into a recycling bin, as it has been done since the dawn of time. She yells and says it was the water SHE bought, but dumps it away anyway. I begin to wake up from this second dream.

An anti-depression group on Facebook sends me a huge message in which the entire group of more than 1,000 people are included. The leader of the group asks me to "get help" for my actions at the party. What?

It is OK to take a winding path.

LEVEL 1.5 DREAM - TIME SCALE: NONE.

A book lays out four points. Yes, this is the same book that the girl was reading. Point one: STDs are bad.

"Internships are also bad, and you'll be frustrated with them for the rest of your university career. Just kidding! Teen life after graduation isnt that bad".

It goes on a bit about the importance of sleep, or rather, why sleep is something to be taken advantage of even when you can get none of it...

LEVEL ONE DREAM - BEFORE THE INCEPTION

I go to bed at 11 pm, but I continue not sleeping. Was that anti-stigma depression group on Facebook involved to a certain extent? I draw conclusions and make recommendations about a certain university in the vicinity of Cambridge, Ontario, noting five: Waterloo, if not Waterloo then Wilfred Laurier; McMaster, Guelph and Western, maybe Queens...

I drift off to "sleep", which isn't really sleep at all.

One inception later...

LEVEL ONE DREAM - AFTER THE INCEPTION

It's almost 8 am, and the building I'm in looks like a mix of all the styles of buildings I'd stayed in during my visit to China three years ago. It has the appearance of a hotel, my bedroom to the left and back of a bathroom, the door near the front, my parents' room to my left.

My mom questions me about that online chat I had with three different guys that appeared on the room in different colours, red, green and blue, or maybe mauve. It's Monday. For some reason, the chat takes place at about the same time as that "Party" in the French room, and it continues until about 4 am, when I "fell asleep" but drifted into that other dimension.

Suddenly, I'm back in my normal house again, but there has been no discrepancy in surroundings. It's dark outside, despite the time of day. I check the weather forecast: the fourteen-day trend shows today below normal, about 9C (about 48F), and Tuesday is above normal. Wednesday is below normal, and Thursday's temperature is actually unknown after the thunderstorms, but it turns out to be about 12C (54F). Friday...snow?! At first, first glance, the first three days are unknown in temperature.

LEVEL 0.5 DREAM - TIME FRAME: NONE, NOWHERE, literally "no WHERE"

I'm tracking my depressive episodes on a spreadsheet, as the yellow lines jot up and down. I think about how my earliest episodes had negative healing energy, and how my late grandmother suffered from it. This time, I had better consult positive healing.

I'm reading a book, or maybe an Internet page similar to Dream Views, on a guide for lucid dreaming. The page is attached to the main server like a paper clip, like a yellow banana-type paper clip!

The columnist's name is Heather, or maybe Courtney, or maybe Stephanie. She comments on a method, and asks, "will your gin/ be like that"? I think that's a typographical error on my part, sorry, cheri-o.

Back to the method granted during the 1.5 dream level: does that mean they're saying you should avoid STDs as much as possible, and reach for your career goals as much as possible? In other words, are they telling you to be a virgin, and stay a virgin?

Which university should I pick?

Of course, I am advised, to take home foods, and not drugs! Consult my spiritual 'minister' instead, who is along for the journey this wjole time. I pray--I know--that your dream will awaken.

Before the military-style party-coup takes me away for the excecution, I announce to a TV-style audience interview that I discovered THIS part of the brain, as I point to the area above my ear, whisking my hands in a scalpel-like motion, the temporal lobe...

The manifestation of spiritual ecstasy...

We must always question reality, even when it seems we are not dreaming, in order to lucid dream. I try to do a reality check, but I am actually aware that I am NOT dreaming...

I awaken for real this time. It's 4:30 am, and I have a cold, which is not apparent in my dream.

Moribund. I see Orion rising in the east. It it a winter constellation. Soon it will be back to slow yet. There are two very bright "stars" in the sky, one atop Orion over eastern Taurus at about magnitude -1, which is Jupiter. The other is barely visible behind some tree, near Gemini, about magnitude -4, quite obviously Venus.

A'ho Calalami - a sacred chant (an even more sacred ritual by sacred beings on this sacred Earth). The ramble, the ramble, the ramble. Timetable of an elongated executive quasi-quarter century.

PART II

I think, in fact, that there is no recollection between my first falling asleep and my first memory of being in my dark bedroom. Maybe this is actually a WILD experience.

I check the time, and it appears to be consistent. Around 5 am. Yet, I look at it again, and it flashes all over the place, and I realize I don't need to do my second check, of reading what I had just written.

I am in a dark room. The mirrors scare me greatly, yet I look into them with interest. I realize that it is a dream and I begin to be lucid, and I walking into the mirror, apparently stuck there for just a moment, entangled, before I emerge into another universe...

LEVEL TWO DREAM

I walk out into the living room, trying to smash through the front windows. It stops me, yet darkness has turned to daylight, about 7:30 pm, near sunset. I walk into a mirror again, when it was dark, and I return to my bed, I return to the mirror...

I walk toward the front door, opening it. I see the reflection of a woman in the mirror, who looks like my mom's face merged into somebody else's. She apparently beckons me not to go outside, but I do so anyway, and walk out onto the street.

The theme of today's mission is nutshot.

I walk into my street, turning left, but 100 metres in, I stop. I decide that my mom was right after all, and I turn back. When I check the mirror again, there is no more reflection. The mirror no longer scares me. I am no longer afraid. I walk to my bedroom.

The sun has almost set now.

LEVEL THREE DREAM

Without any discrepancy, not even for a moment, I fall into another dream, perhaps through sleep, and awaken as I climb down a set of stairs. It does not scare me, as huge stairs did in the past.

I'm walking down into the depression group's cavern. There are literally hundreds--maybe thousands--of people here, each one applauding as I walk down. It resembles a set of circular stairs more than it does a Maya temple, but it is easily 500 metres en plus from top to bottom.

A frail-looking elderly woman in a wheelchair is pulled up as I step aside to let her pass. I walk to the right, and to my left stand thousands of people, each with a different face, applauding, just applauding.

Finally, I reach the bottom. The lights are on and it looks like one of my friends' basements, only MUCH larger, but just as low-hanging with the ceiling. I ask one person as soldiers stand by. "Why", I ask, are there more people down there?

"They're probably just reproducing. Ha, I'm kiddding. Say, Junior, know any grade 12s who can handle a rifle?"

This is a real program. In room 1, I find strangers talking.

I then step into Room 2. Here are four people I recognize sitting on a sofa, along with more people I recognize sitting all around. This includes one guy who said I'd helped save him from a life of suicide.

I ask them where I might find the bathroom. I was also going to ask me whether they saw my crazy moves at that party in the French room, because at least one of them was here, but I didn't have the time, I needed to pee. They all point me to the girl's bathroom.

"What! Dude, that's the female bathroom!"

They all laugh.

You idiot. You know if you pee in a dream, you'll wake up and actually have to pee in waking life. Have you lost your mind, or more accurately, your lucidity?

I then walk into room 1 again, speaking in an Indian accent, "do yoo know vherre dee bathroom is?"

Some guys are sitting there talking, "he didn't have a rifle". I shrug and then smirk incredulously. Where they looking for me?

I wake up. It is around 6:40 am, and I go to the bathroom. The golden sunlight pours in but I manage to drift back to sleep.

PART III

I'm in a backyard garden of some sort. Somebody's kid might get charged for violence, because the school's charter expressedly prohibits violence against another student's "dick", "nuts" or "ballsack".

I read a hithertofore-yet-unknown chapter of the Bible. It's called Hittites, and near the end, a voice that seems to be God asks a man to renounce everything he's known to date about religion. It has an Egyptian air to it. With much haste and hesitation, he does. "Let ye forget all you have learned, and seek God's salvation from here anew. Replace all your man's word with my word. A new pearl will appear in your forehead".

The Bible I'm reading has excluded a certain chapter beginnign with the letter L. It's certainly not Luciferians.

It then goes onto the New Testament. I begin to close the book.

Should I go to church today?

Now, I'm on a boat of some sort, without any discrepancy. The founder of a project, who is female, talks about the benefits of getting dolphins and humans to play together in this lake. First, she says, the dolphin feeding will attract phytoplankton, causing a bloom. This will then stretch out, and bring gold nanoparticles to the surface, as well as lower global carbon dioxide levels, in a method not yet unexplained. I thought they'd tried iron fertilization for algae blooms and that failed to lower carbon in the atmosphere by any significant amount?

This is the same method, she continued, of bringing gold to the face using algae, and creating a gold mask and a gold leaf that one will now wear on the face.

When I wake up again, it is 8:20 am.

I was looking through this book on how to properly cook the vedic way. There many sections to the book one was tantra. Tantra meant lock which had another for it but I forgot. I thought to my self how can you be registered to be a saint. I sat down to meditate then all of a sudden I was back in my body fully conscious. I was in SP and remember the technique of visualizing the dream at this point. I came out of body is what it felt like. I thought I don't wanna astral project and see astral beings. So I caused my self to wake up, who knows maybe I was in a lucid dream but getting there from full on SP was kind of weird.

If this happens to me tomorrow I am just gonna go with it.

I was looking through this book on how to properly cook the vedic way. There many sections to the book one was tantra. Tantra meant lock which had another for it but I forgot. I thought to my self how can you be registered to be a saint. I sat down to meditate then all of a sudden I was back in my body fully conscious. I was in SP and remember the technique of visualizing the dream at this point. I came out of body is what it felt like. I thought I don't wanna astral project and see astral beings. So I caused my self to wake up, who knows my I was in a lucid but getting there from full on SP was kind of weird.

If this happens to me tomorrow I am just gonna go with it.

Well this is my first DJ entry ,EVER . This is a successful WILD attempt I had last night and also my best lucid dream so far in my opinion. Now sit back, relax and enjoy .

Note: I am not going to write anything that happened in the earlier stages of the WILD because I see it as not important .

Shlomo's Treasure
I was laying in my room and could only see my hands. Those were very blurry and looked doubly . That was the sign for me that I entered the dream. I figured that by trying to stand up I might be able to stabilize the blurry dream scene. So I stood up and as I thought I was in my room .

I left the room , crossed the short corridor and ended up in my balcony. It was raining outside. then I thought of trying to manipulate the water that came down as rain. So I moved my hands across an invisible ball and while swirling them around a blue water ball formed from the raindrops . I have to admit that I was excited.
For the first time I was able to bend water just the way I wanted to! The ball looked like a pearl and had strong blue color the reminds me of deep ocean water .

I thought of a friend of mine and almost immediately summoned him. I showed him I am able to fly , so he asked me "What command do you use in order to fly?" "Fly.GoUp" I answered him. So then I took his hand and he started to fly by his own. We were flying above a wooden like ground and there were some chests around. While flying we opened the chests and grabbed the green books that were inside.

There was this giant wooden man who wore a hat which resembled a chest. My friend asked me whether we should grab it's content or not and I replied that I think it is not a good idea. I kept looking for more chests and also found another wooden man which was smaller than the previous one. After that I changed my mind and grabbed the green books inside the hat chest. As an excuse I say to the wooden man "That what you get for trying to date my cousin!" . Surprisingly the smaller wooden man to the presents himself as my female cousin .

Now we landed at my yard. I am aware of the fact that the man is still after us so in order to fight him I decide that we must find a water source of some kind. In addition I summoned another friend of mine as an earth bender so he would be able to help us against the man.

We jumped through the trees and we reach a rocky hill with some trees. We run down the hill and my earth bender friend lifts a rock with his bending and throws it towards the man. I am not sure if I asked him or not ,but then he suddenly turn to me and tell me "You just have to think how to left the rock. At that moment I thought to myself "Screw water bending! I am the AVATAR!" . So I tried to do as he told me and I placed my hands as if I was about to lift the rock. then I lifted my hands and threw the rock with earth bending . The rock was aimed toward the man ,but it hit my friend. Although they all stopped because from my view I already won, I earth bended.

The man was tied to a pole and had a glass of water beneath his feat. My friends were beating him up. He didn't look like he looked beforehand. Now he wasn't a wooden man ,but a real man. He had a white hair and white beard and although my friends hit him he kept smiling and looked quite calm. "There is no way I am helping them torture him" I thought to myself. I stood near a small wall with weird paintings which resembled Egyptian Hieroglyphs. Suddenly I felt like making the wall disappear , so I pushed it with my mind and closed the hole that was created in the wall a bit.

Then my friends seemed bored and I wanted to continue the adventure so I declared the first idea that came up to my mind "Let's go find Shlomo Artzey's Treasure! " (He is an Israeli singer).

So we headed through a big hallway that was mostly ruins and then the earth bender's brother popped out of no where and said "It is really fun that we are all together". I interpreted it as the dream's way of expressing the happiness and fun I had at that moment.

The hallway led us into a staircase where we met an adult and a child. The adult guy seemed excited and he said " I am very happy to see you came from so far just because you were interested in me" . The the child then gave each of us luck charms (Oh boy I think that one came from lucky star...) and mine called me a third grader & whiny kid or something . Then the chick that was to my left ( yes she wasn't there earlier ) also got a charm which said that she is evil and ugly or something similar. Although they adult guy told us not to worry since all the charms are meant to be bad because it is a just a prank. Then everything became black and I woke up (for real) in my room and started to write this lucid dream in my DJ.

(( )) = Waking life
((I woke up at exactly 7:00 AM, frowning because I couldn't remember a single dream I had. This had been going on for the past couple days, this dry spell that I've been having. Anyway, I got up, got myself a snack, then went back to bed around 7:30, still pissed at the fact that I hadn't remembered a single dream in a LONG time, and even more so that I hadn't had a lucid one. I began thinking that I may never have a full lucid dream, and decided I would put that goal on hold for a while to do other stuff instead. I fell asleep...)) I opened my eyes in the dream world. I was standing in my living room, right next to my T.V stand. I knew somehow, that this was a dream. I started feeling my TV stand, and started to rub my hands to anchor myself more to the dream.

After that, I yelled out "CLARITY NOW!" several times while still rubbing my hands more. Everything in my dream became much more stable, and my awareness heightened. I was astonished how... real everything look. It looked like I was waking like, and I was amazed how my mind could create such a realistic looking scene. So then, I decided to look at my hands... they had the right amount of fingers, but my fingers were also short, and chubby (my fingers IRL are long, and slender). I chuckled a bit, then went to check my reflection in the living room. My reflection MOSTLY look like me... except I had this white... mass moving around my face. It kind of looked like shaving cream, but it was bubbling. Disgusted, I looked away and moved away from the mirror. So then, after this, I remembered you can... have sex in dreams.

So, I decided I would give it shot. I walked up to my mothers bed room (I have no clue why I decided that would be the best place to have sex... maybe because she has a big bed?) and saw the bed room door was closed. I tried a trick that I learned, and thought to myself "Okay... when I open this door, there will be a hot chick waiting for me on the bed." and opened the door. I saw there was something on the bed, but it was covered up by... well covers. I grinned "This must be her~" and whisked off the covers, excited... and well... there was girl... but... she was kind of dead. And rotting. Horrified, I went back out of the room, and slammed the door shut. I tried it again, and imagined a attractive girl.... I opened it, and saw two guys having sex on the bed. I got aroused by this, but I decided I wouldn't intervene (did I ever tell you guys that I'm bisexual?) so I closed the door. I opened once more, trying one last time. On the bed, there was only one of the two guys that were having sex before. I gave up, and decided this was close enough. I went up to him, and saw he was wearing a spandex gymnastic suit. I tried to take it off of him... but I couldn't. I became frustrated, and gave up, then just went out of the room.

So I stood there for a while, thinking about what I should do next. After a few moments of thought, I decided that I should go outside and explore for a bit, mostly because I wanted to compare the dreams rendition of my neighborhood, to my actual one in waking life. I went out my front door, and looked around outside. frankly, I was surprised to see that it looked extremely similar to my waking life's neighborhood, the only real difference being that it was smaller. I walked off of my porch, and down the steps that lead to my front yard, and went into the street. It was snowing outside, and kids where having snowball fights in the middle of the streets. This, somehow triggered a idea in my head, something I always wanted to try if I ever became lucid, which was telekinesis. I looked at a stop sign (oddly, we don't have stop signs on my street in waking life) and put out my hand. I focused on it, trying to lift it up, or manipulate it in some way. After a few moments, I bent the sign over in half, and I grinned, satisfied with my work.

So after this small experiment, I bent down, and made a snow ball (it looked kind of dirty...) and put one hand above it. I tried to lift it up using telekinesis, but for some reason, I couldn't... even though I had just bent a stop sigh in half with telekinesis just a few moments ago. I became frustrated after a while, and looked back up to the kids. I frowned... one of them was using telekinesis, and was throwing snowballs at the other kids. I grumbled to myself, "Haha, very fucking funny dream." and sighed. I got up, and decided to give up on the telekinetic snowball fight, and to just explore my dream neighborhood some more. I began walking, looking around it, still astonished at how accurately my dream captured it. Everything was in the right place, the trees, the houses, the side walks, the fences, the signs, the cars... everything. After I walked for a bit, another idea poped up in my head: how about I look for that one girl I liked from my school in my neighborhood (In my dream, I knew in waking life she didn't live there, but I knew that if you just looked for a person in anyplace in a dream, chances are that you could find them). I walked around my neighbor hood for a while, looking everywhere for the girl, but soon I decided that that I should just give up, because I couldn't find her ANYWHERE.

I started walking to the mall because I wanted to see how my dream portrayed my whole town. As I was walking, I got a different idea: how about I try to fly? I jumped up into the air, and willed myself to fly. It failed, and I fell back to the ground. I tried again with the same results. On my final try, I closed my eyes and jumped into the air, but then felt my shoes hit the ground once more. I sighed, and opened my eyes, and saw that I was now in an airport. I chuckled a bit, finding the irony in the situation. However, I did not give up, and I tried about six more times. The first three, I tried flapping my arms in the air, remembering reading about this method on this site... that didn't work. I then put my first up into the air, and yelled out "Up up and away!" three times... not of them got me airborne. However, all of these attempts of flying got me one thing: a lot of strange stares from passing dream characters. I finally gave up, and decided I'd try it in another dream later.

I walked through the airport, just wanting to explore. As I was walking, I found this elevator with people going into it... it looked rather small. For some reason, I felt compelled to go into the elevator so I did... it was very cramped. I then started to notice my awareness was dwindling away and panicked, and tried to rub my hands, however I couldn't because it was too crowded! And I didn't want to say clarity now, because I knew I would get weird stares. So I decided that I would just take the whole elevator trip down, and would just PRAY that I was lucid enough to remember to increase my awareness more when we got out. We started moving, and the stewardess started talking about the company more. Luckily for me, people were rubbing up against me while we were going down, which increased my awareness. By the time we got down, I was at the same lucidity level I was when I got on the elevator, so there was no need to increase awareness. There was an office kind of place at the floor I got off of, which had people scrambling and panicking because of some attack on a plane. I simply ignored this, and went past the people, and the office soon somehow morphed into a dimly lit version of my living room. In the middle of the living room, there were some kids from my school, looking at me very seriously. Curious, I walked up to them and was about to ask them what they were doing here. But before I could even ask, one put a hand on my shoulder, and well.... started lecturing me about some more... private issues about my life (I don't wish to speak about them here). Each one did this, and each speech they gave was emotional and tear filled. After they were all done, they made me promise them I'd do what they had asked... I promised them (at this point... I was astonished at what my sub-concious had to say about my life). They all hugged me... and I hugged me back... which during, I was thinking to myself "Ah jeez... this is gonna be a lot of writing of DV..." and right after I thought that, I woke up. ((YAAAY! My first long lucid dream! Sure, it wasn't that cool or exciting, but in my dream I was just elated that i was dreaming, and that I was aware of it! I hope I have another dream like this one soon.)) Clarity: 8/10 Awareness: 7/10

I woke up in my bedroom, but there was no usual light coming from my window. I went into the hallway, and noticed that we had a staircase. This was weird, I lived in a single floor home. I went to my brothers room and found that my cousins were there visiting. My brother was not there. "Wanna play football?" Said one of them. I was transported to a football field. There was a crowd and everything, and I was on a team of people I did not know. I made 3 touchdowns and won the game for my team, whoever they were. After the game I was back in my room. I went outside, where I found my computer and desk in the front yard. There were pine trees all around, and all the nearby houses were gone except for one. I sat at the desk and turned on the computer, which was a blank screen. I then noticed a little boy standing there.
"Hi there. What is your mom doing over there?" I said, pointing to an old black lady swinging a golf club.
"Oh, she's just getting ready to rob you." The boy replied. His mother came up to me, holding the club. She told the boy to go home. I looked up at her, and saw her crazed expression on her face.
"You are being robbed. Give me that computer!" She said.
I reached for my crowbar that was on my desk. I stood up and smacked it into her face. "No, this is my computer. I paid good money for it and you didn't earn this." I said.
"Well... I guess you're right. See this? It's my laptop. I hate this old thing, I can't even load a youtube video!" She said, pulling an old Dell laptop from her bag.
"Too bad. Go get a new one with your own money." I then swung my crowbar into her face again. She didn't seem hurt at all. She just walked away, and went back inside her house. After such a strange ordeal, I decided to test if I was dreaming, as I do every day. I plugged my nose and tried to breathe through it, and for the first time, it worked. All of the sudden, clarity snapped into place. All the things around me became instantly real, in such a way that I cannot even describe. I at first wanted to jump up and scream to the world how amazing it was, but I realized that doing this would wake me up. I calmly went back inside to tell the other fake people, when my brother came out.
"Austin," he said, "Can I play the computer now?" This poor figure of my imagination was just as addicted to the computer as he is in real life I thought to myself.
"No, you aren't real. Now go back inside!" I said to him. He simply sighed and said, "Dang it..." and walked away. I was still very excited about being in my first lucid dream. I tried to fly. I jumped into the air, and willed myself forward. It worked. It was like being on a zip-line, but without anything to support you. I was so amazed and happy about it, that I lost my focus, and crashed down into the concrete. The pain I felt was so very real, but did not last long thankfully. I tried many more times, with similar results. I gave up and went inside. My cousin, Josh, came up to me.
"Congratulations on your first lucid dream. How does it feel?" He said to me. Knowing he was not real, I still played along.
"It's awesome! I could do this all night." I replied to him. I decided not to get into a fight about who's real and who isn't. I floated upstairs, and passed a bathroom. I covered my eyes as I passed it. I was afraid that by looking in a mirror I would cause a nightmare. I opened my eyes when I was past it. Curious about what dream tests really worked, I tried some. I covered my mouth and nose again, and breathed. That seemed to work just fine. Then I tested the "look at your hands" technique. I looked down at my hands, and noticed that they were so realistic, that if I did not know any better I would think I was awake. The only flaw was that I was missing two fingers. I tried to summon somebody, so I said out loud, "Bring me my best friend," to nobody in particular. Instantly, my best friend from 8th grade appeared. He was just as real as he was in life.
"Nice weather today isn't it?" He said. I wanted to reply but he disappeared shortly. I flew downstairs and went outside. By then I had been in the dream for a while, almost 15 minutes. I looked at a digital clock, and it made no sense at all. It read "2G:F&Y". I looked away, then back again. This time it said "SCREW YOU". I laughed at this, and with lightning speed, ran down the road heading for a town. I got there in an instant, and entered a Target store. Inside I explored the virtual reality, making short reality checks to ensure I did not lose my lucidity. 5 minutes or so passed and I was growing bored. I decided to try something my cousin Josh would do. I went to the check out, where a bored teen girl was. She obviously was tired of the mundane routine of working at a register. I shouted in her face, "GET EVERYONE OUT OF HERE THERE ARE ZOMBIES ALL OVER THE PLACE!!!".
"Dude... what is your problem?" She replied in a monotone voice. I looked around, noticing that there really were zombies all around me. Much more than I expected. I used superhuman strength and lasers from my hands to defeat the zombies, but more came. "This is so fun..." I thought to myself. I fought more and more zombies until the dream was over.

Lucid 1 7:44AM
I FA and start watching TV. Then it is like I am in church. Everyone is leaving but I want to stay as long as I can. I was getting tired of being in bed but was determind to LD I think about my brother. I guess he left too. Then I think.
I thought he was coming for labor day? Awe that's why dad tried to call me. So that means I am off tomorrow as well. Whoo hoo! I have another day to sleep in and have a lucid dream I do I a fist pump in the air.
Wait. I was trying to LD but now I don't really remember waking up. I am dreaming! I
decide to RC just to make sure. I put my hand to my nose and blow through. The sound of my loud breathing jolts me awake. I lay still and DEILD
I am in SP and I slowly and calmly make my dream body put my legs over the side of the bed and and I sit up. Just before I touch the floor I lose focus and wake up. I try to DEILD more but I am too awake now.

Lucid 2 8:13AM
I am standing in a familiar area near the Stadium in my neighborhood. There are a lot of cars parked. I see a grey car pull out of parallel into the street. It starts rolling out of control and I start to get all upset. Then I remember this is a dream and why would I care. It not even my car. My car comes to me on command. I look to my right and see my car coming to me on its own. It is pulling out of the parking lot. It is about to hit another car and I use TK to stop it. It keeps pushing against me wanting to go but I hold it firm. Then I realize there were other things I wanted to do. Like TOTM and 3 Step. I get excited. I wake up.

I had two more lucid dreams this morning! The first one, I was in the backseat of a car. Mr. Crocker (from Fairly Odd Parents) was driving. Suddenly, I noticed that there was no one driving anymore and that Mr. Crocker was sitting in the trunk! It was one of those cars where you can reach into the trunk from the backseat, though, so it's entirely possible and likely he climbed in from inside the car.

Anyway, there was no one driving now, but the car was still going really fast. "Get back in the driver seat!" I told him, but he just ignored me.

That's when it hit me - I hadn't actually seen him LEAVE the driver seat, which meant I must have fallen asleep in the car! This was just a dream! Actually, I was in bed IWL, but I guess that wasn't really important, as long as knew I was dreaming. I did the hand RC to make sure. Five fingers - nope! I tried my other hand, just to make sure, and I counted six fingers this time!

Suddenly, I noticed my iPod was laying on the seat next to me. I turned it on and noticed the time was some number that was too big to be the time (I didn't pay much attention to the time), then quickly turned it off because I was afraid the bright screen might somehow cause me to wake up.

After putting my iPod down, I wasn't sure what to do next, seeing as I was still in the car. My mind went blank for just a moment, which taught me a valuable lesson the hard way: NEVER STOP THINKING. Before I knew it, I was suddenly awake, staring at the back of closed eyelids.

Yes, I learned that you MUST always focus your attention on something. Just constantly thinking about what you are doing or will do will help prevent the dream from collapsing that way. Focusing your attention on your thoughts is still helpful.

Anyway, I opened my eyes to check the time. I didn't really pay attention to the specific time; I was just checking if I should get up or if I had more time to sleep (it's an analog clock, so I can just look at the rough position of the hands, without much regard for the numbers, for an estimate of the time). I decided to go back to sleep and try to become lucid again.

This next dream started in third-person. Hermoine Granger (from Harry Potter) was there. A little dog started chasing her. Suddenly, the dream switched to first-person, so now I was running from the dog. I realized, "I've had this dream before. I must be dreaming." In actuality, I've never had a dream even remotely similar to that before, but whatever gets me lucid works, I guess!

Knowing now that I was dreaming, I simply left the room (I'm assuming I was myself now, as I forgot I wasn't). I found myself in the gym at my church. I did the hand RC just in case (even though I was already certain I was dreaming) and confirmed that I was correct. Thinking about what I should do now, I decided I should start with the basics of dream control. I decided I had two good options - continue trying to teleport, or summon someone/something. I chose teleportation.

I went to the door and told myself, "This door leads to my room," stating the first place I could think of and trying to visualize it somewhat despite having my eyes open. It, unfortunately, led right where it should.

My mom was there. "I'm having another lucid dream," I told her. "See? I have an extra finger right there, which means I'm dreaming." I pointed to the extra finger.

"That's nice," she said, not really seeming to care.

"I have to keep thinking, though," I continued. "If I stop thinking, I'll wake up again." I went outside, doing my best to maintain a constant monologue, mostly a mix of reminding myself I was dreaming and thinking about what I should try, whenever I wasn't talking with someone or doing something specific. I'd occasionally switch between thinking and speaking out loud to myself.

Anyway, when I went outside, I ended up on some unfamiliar street. There were a lot of shops and other businesses around, so I figured I'd just wander around and find somewhere that looked interesting. As I was wandering, I decided to try summoning while I was walking along. I'd heard that reaching into your pocket is a good way of summoning small objects, so I tried it. "My iPod is in my pocket," I said, naming the first thing that came to mind, as I was only doing this as practice. I reached into my pocket, and... it was empty. I resolved to simply explore this place my subconscious had given me instead; there were plenty of buildings around, after all.

While I was still walking and looking around, I came across these two Asian guys. Hoping they knew this was a dream, I asked them, "How do you summon objects?"

"I'll tell you how," one of them replied. "You don't." Clearly, he wasn't aware this was a dream.

It turned out that they were on their way to work, so we each went our separate ways. I soon spotted a sushi restaurant at the end of the street. Since I'd heard food can taste really good in LDs, and since I love sushi, I went in.

However, a lady from my church, who was seated at a table near the entrance, stopped me to talk to me. She proceeded to say something only a DC would say. "When you go to the bathroom, Kiona follows you in." I can't remember her second sentence, but it ended with the words "toilet seat".

This unexpected conversation was enough to temporarily distract me from my current task of ordering sushi. Almost as soon as she was done talking, the dream ended just like the last; my vision quickly faded, and I was awake before I'd even had the time to think about stabilizing.

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

I went to bed 23:00 doing my regular sleep routine of falling asleep in a sitting position. However this time I never seemed to get disturbed bu itches or uncomfortable feelings, and this night I actually ended up doing my best WILD attempt ever, if I should trust science, I was only minutes near my first REM. I lay still and aware for 1 hour and 27 minutes!
I had a terrible headache when I opened my eyes and I fell asleep.

I woke up 05:45 with only remembering one dream and I have even forgot that one now... But I fell back to sleep.

[COLOR="royalblue"]I were in some kind of class, but it was not a school class there were only guys there and the teacher was "Mystery" from the pick up artist show. I remember we talked about how to pick up chicks and he evaluated each student and wrote notes. Next to my name he wrote "Good seeking ability". I have no idea what that meant.
Shortly after reading this, the dream changes and it's a regular lesson and I see some girls bullying some girl because she was fat. They walked over to her bench and started calling her evil words like "big fat cow etc.".
I turned around and told one of the bullies "I don't want to be annoying, but when you walked over to her bench the whole ground shake and I dropped my pen."

I then hear some girl's giggle back in the classroom. When the class end and I am about to walk out of the room, I hear a voice saying "It was a good deed from you" with a smile that could melt me on the spot. It was a girl named Lois from my old school that I had a crush on for some weeks. We talked for a bit and I asked her what she were doing now, she said she currently had an extra job as a gardener. I don't know why but I sort of realized that it was only her appearance that was like Lois but her personality was someone else. I know now that it was Lana Lang's personality from the Smallville show that I watch daily. I even thought to myself in this dream "What would Clark Kent say?".

I asked her if she needed some help with anything and the dream changed in front of my eyes and I was suddenly in some garden helping her out. [/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"]This sudden change was apparently enough to make me realize what was going on. I got aware of that I was dreaming, but not aware enough to have full control of my dreaming mind. But I at least considered stabilizing but I never did... Instead I went with the flow and followed Lois somewhere.
We saw a band called "INNU" and I also thought to myself "I am not going to be like Clark and hide my powers."
So I showed her flying but ended up losing my lucidity. [/COLOR]

I woke up 07:15 and recorded the dream, I thought to myself that it was weird that even though some part of my mind knew I was dreaming I still considered Lois to be more real and important that just a dream character.
So perhaps it was a semi-lucid/ simulated lucid.

It was still to early to get out of bed, so I went to the bathroom and then went back to sleep again.

[COLOR="royalblue"]I were in some kind o big city with my friend David and we see a big line of people dressed in a white clothing. It kind of looked like the Ku Klux Klan but without the ghost hat. I got curious and wondered what kind of big cult or sect this was. They went into some big building and I asked my friend if we should check it out.
He said "It would be cool but just imagine the line in their". "Yeah true" I said and we went on.
But as we keep walking I realize that we are on our way to some big grandstand and that actually are audience to that big cult. This grandstand was for people who wanted to watch the session because they didn't liked to be call cult and wanted to be considered as a religion so all people were welcome.

However when two priest looking figures walks in and say "We are the prime ministers of this gathering." all people on that grandstand burst out in laughter. They looked annoyed at us but continued the session.
They then told all people, including us to walk towards them and write down their dates of something I can't remember the exact term they used, but I remember I got it explained by one of the priests who said it was dates we are free on. I thought to myself "aha so instead of feasts this is their excuse of getting a day off". I wondered what date I should take but then the priest took my hand looked like he got into some kind of trance and then told me that 1478-4153 seemed like an appropriate date for me. :?

I suddenly get more aware and I realize that I am dreaming. [/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"]I remembered that I don't want to look for my dream guide anymore because it have been a waste of time the other times. Instead I try to do something much more simple, like rubbing my hands. The dream wasn't very stable and it was almost like daydreaming for a while and I was in the threshold of the waking state and the dreaming state. I feel really weak and I try to walk up the steps back to my seat and my friend, I see some girls laughing, and I think to myself "Should I revenge on these girls and show who's boss?" .. "No wtf mind you should stabilize the dream!". I try to rub my hands again to no greater effect, but then I get a fun idea.

What if I grabbed a megaphone and asked all the people in this room to look at their hands. "How many fingers do you see??" I hear the majority of people yelling "Four!" "And what does that mean?" "We are dreaming!".

I remember that I lost my lucidity and did some flying before waking up. Next time I need to try something different to stabilize. [/COLOR]

I really hate confusing lucid dreams like this one.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m in my old office, the company I last worked for. I’m inthe western hallways of the office, talking to my boss. She is telling me aboutanother coworker.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Sandra needs money to pay for Dish Network.” She explains.I had wondered why Sandra was in the office. I was sure she no longer workedfor the company. My boss needed someone to take the check to her. She can befound in her old office where she is gathering some of her belongings leftbehind when she quit.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I can help take care of the baby.” I offer her assistance.She thanks me and heads off with some of her stuff. I take the baby into thecopy room where people are woreking and I leave it on the table. I next headdownstairs to get in my car.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I know Sandra needs the check so I head to her new office, abuilding not too far away that looks more like a hotel or swanky apartment buildingthan an office. I pull up in the drive where a valet might normally stand andstart to get out of my red sports car (Ferrari?) when I realize that I don’thave the check with me. I left it back at the office. Even worse, I also leftthe baby behind.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Whether because of the route or the blue-and-white policecarI see at the intersection I become lucid. I’m really impressed to see thepolicecar as it is the type Austin used to have when I was growing up. Theywere very distinct. The police officer is actually standing outside his car asI pass, taking a look at my vehicle. He seems to actually be looking at me asthough I am an interesting subject.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Back at the office I go upstairs and I check the copy roombut the baby isn’t there. Neither are the people from earlier so I have no-oneto ask. I head down the hall checking offices as I go, becoming increasinglyfrantic as I approach the end of the hall. I know it’s a dream but somethingabout trying to find a baby drives me on.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Reaching the end I make a right turn (knowing I will findthe child)and suddenly spot the baby with a guy named Jeff. I don’t actuallyknow this guy but he seems to be attentive and is making noises at the baby soI don’t mind his efforts. He even has Legos which should be too advanced forthe infant but I see the child has aged in the short time I was gone and cannow walk on his own. He walks towards a bike someone left in the office and Ibriefly worry he will get hurt by the axle of the rear wheel but he passes itwith ease.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]If that wasn’t weird enough the baby can talk and does sowith the sound of a literate adult. His voice is quite mature and it’sunsettling enough to cause me to lose lucidity completely. The baby tells mesomething about playing cards and then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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