lucid

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #7: doogogol.com (July 29, 2012)

Our son "E" wanders into our bedroom in the early morning. I'm groggy but I listen to him tell us about how a "big vortex" was in his room. Wife is shocked that he knows the word "vortex". I tell her that I taught him the word -- then realize I had done so in a previous dream that night. I do the nose pinch reality check and I'm lucid.

As I get out of bed, the room starts going dark again, just like in lucid dream #5. I rub my hands together and demand, "Increase lucidity!" but it makes no difference. Soon it is completely dark. I shout, "Increase <expletive> lucidity!". Wife gives me a "That's right!" but it still doesn't work. I'm in total darkness.

I "peel away" the darkness as if it is a curtain but behind it is only more darkness. Out of ideas, I imagine that there's a cliff behind me and I pitch myself backward over it (a suggestion from CosmicIron.)

I'm falling now and I don't have a destination in mind. I am thinking about searching the internet for help, though, and "land" in a web browser. Success! (Sort of.) I try to type "google.com" but it comes out as "doogogol.com". Fortunately, this works, and I wind up back in the bedroom, mid-morning.

I tell Wife that I'm going to go out and fly. I struggle to squeeze myself out of the window, noting that all of the trees in the front yard have moved around. I punch the glass out of the window but it's still too tight of a squeeze. During the struggle, I wake up.

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

On this attempt I got some new strange sensations. I started by doing the image streaming to calm down my thoughts, then I reach the meditative state I have always been curious about. How does it feel to not think anything?
I had always imagined that it would be like sleeping lightly and your not really aware but not sleeping either.
But it was more like "I have been thinking for so long that I don't even want to think anymore":lol:
Then I started to feel a drumming in my head, and first I thought it was my pulse, but I hoped it wasn't because it was very fast and if it was my pulse I would have a heart attack. With each drumming I felt my head get warmer and warmer and it felt like a really high fever. In some weird way I sent those sensations from my head down to my legs, and I felt my legs getting petrified! I felt heavy vibrations and imagined twitches.
Then everything calmed down and I felt that my neck was soar for being still for so long. I tried to resist to move it with all my power, but I had to give up it started to hurt... I looked at my alarm clock and thought it wasn't true, I had only lay there for 40 minutes... Usually I fall asleep, but not this time ... I stayed up for one hour and then went back to bed.

[COLOR="royalblue"]I were in a computer room in some school. We did a project about African organizations. I thought it was boring so I started the League of Legends game and gamed instead. But it was to laggy on my computer and I remember that I was annoyed that some other student had a better computer because if i had it, it would work.
I went to the bathroom and fixed my hair and my mirror image was incredibly real. I am still surprised...
When I went back to my chair and started working a hot female teacher leaned over me behind my back and she looked at me upside down and laughed. Then she says "Your cute" and kisses my cheek. She then walk around the classroom helping the other students and I also remember that she yelled on some guy because he was playing games on the computer. Then she went back to my chair and do the same leaning over as last time and give me soft kiss on the mouth!

In shock I wake up, but I am not in my bed. I am on a bench on the street! I look around me and notice that something is wrong and then notice that there is no color! [/COLOR][COLOR="blue"]I get more aware and realize it is a dream. I also remember that it didn't felt completely dream like. It was more a vivid daydream but still a little more vivid than that.
I see my two friends David and Andriano, I told them to watch me fly for fun. I get less aware because of talking to them and then jump into the air and remember from my old lucid dreams that if I lean forward in the air I will accelerate forward. [/COLOR] [COLOR="royalblue"]Then I lost my lucidity.... because of no stabilization or deepening. I remember that I flew around the city and then smash into some girl and I hear an Iphone with some hip hop alarm tone, and I have a false awakening.

I wake up 07:16 and recorded my dream and then fell back to sleep.

I was playing tennis against some children and got completely crushed. Even though I know real tennis scores, I lost with some weird number 64-46. I remember that when I tried to serve, the racket was so heavy to pull down that I always missed the ball. Then when I raise the racket it suddenly starts to pull me up and I start flying. I look over a stone wall and wondered what's there and I see that I am at the top of a cliff and look out over the ocean, I considered flying over it, but I didn't had the guts. Instead I flew over some swamp that were near the tennis court. And all the other people beneath me were amazed of seeing me flying.

I then had some dream of a birthday party where I hugged some old lady, like I would hug an old friend but she fell and we did a somersault and I was afraid that I had killed her. :shock: [/COLOR]

Easily my favorite lucid dream. Ironically, began as a lucid nightmare. Very satisfying and got about 10 minutes out of it.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #6: Seaside Escape (July 24, 2012)

Wife and I are walking along a wharf late at night with a man that we believe is our friend. I begin to realize that this man is not who he says he is and I'm growing more and more agitated. Suddenly, Wife screams, "It’s a setup! We’re being ambushed! Run!" and tears off running ahead of me.

I run after her and I hear the footsteps of our pursuers behind me. There are now many of them after us and this has become a full-blown nightmare. I know that the men behind me intend to kill us both.

Wife is running along the wharf ahead of me but she's approaching its end (or at least a bend) that leads straight into the ocean. We have nowhere left to go and I become lucid.

I run forward faster and faster to catch up with her. As my speed increases, I realized that I am soaring a couple of feet above the ground. I catch her under the arms and jumped up into the sky with her, flying several hundred feet into the air. We fly together over the ocean, splashing down far away from the wharf and our pursuers. The sea is choppy but it's a beautiful night. I'm completely unafraid.

I jump several more times until we end up in shallower water by a brightly-lit, festive boardwalk. The water is crowded with swimmers. It’s still night and we swim together through the crowd. I look closely at the faces of these other swimmers as we pass by. Vivid, detailed and varied, often with literally dozens of dream characters in the scene at once. I study them all, enjoying their detail. Most of them look like realistic people but one child has a very large head with an exceptionally large chin and lips. I commit his face to memory because it is so notable. He has curly blonde hair and somewhat pale skin.

We emerge from the water into the boardwalk’s shopping area, which looks very much like a mall food court. This area, too, is bustling with dream characters. I realize that I’ve lost track of Wife now. I feel that she’s safe and has to be nearby. At this point I sense I am at risk of being drawn too much into the "dream plot" and start talking to the characters around me, telling them that I am having a lucid dream.

I stop at a coffee shop. The girl who is the cashier there presides over a display case of poppy seed muffins. I feel bold and pushy so I tell the cashier that "This is my dream and you will do what I say!" Her hands drop to her sides and she looks ahead, suddenly no longer independently animated. I tell her to leave the cash register and walk out into the food court. She does. Some other DCs are watching, seemingly unsure what to make of this. I'm deciding whether to try to turn the cashier into Wife or try to see how many dream characters I can control at once.

A feeling of frailty suddenly sweeps over me and my voice becomes a whisper. Moments later, I'm awake.

This was just a great LD. I was riding high for days from this one.

I woke up on this jungle gym on a play ground. I started to walk on this sandy area while stabilizing the dream. Things got really vivid to the point were I questioned how can waking life be more real then this. The clouds were beautiful. I thought about my goal. I wanted to practice changing the dream scene. I use a technique by drawing a door on a wall and walking through it. Everything went black .

I woke up in a office with papers in my hand. I went along with it and give it to the front desk lady. I thought if this is my dream why is she so mean. I thought about trying to change the dream scene again. I walked up to the exit door and thought when I open this door I will be in japan. I tried this about three times and things appeared the same. I thought maybe I should explore the area I might actually already be in japan. I woke up.

Next time I become lucid I am going to use the picture technique or just fly to where I wanna go. For some reason I think this will work.

8/13/12

I am at some plece I think is a college or mall walking with some DCs I do not know in RL. When we exit I tell them I will catch up with them as I have to use th restroom.

When I get to the restroom I notice my fly has been down and my shorts have been unbuttoned the whole time. I shrug this off as I am not going to see any of the people I have passed again and try to find a stall to use. However every stall I open is disgusting looking.

At this point another woman enters, I tell her how all the stalls are disgusting and how you would think men's rooms would look like this not the lady's rooms.

It is at that moment I think to my self about this being a huge dream sign of mine so I do the nose pinch rc check and become lucid. I try to think of what I want to do but get distracted with changing my appearance in the mirror. I soon wake.

8/14/12

I am walking around a library trying to find a book. I get upset because every time I think I know where I am at in the library and close to the book I am looking for I am lost. I remember saying something about how I never get lost and this always happened in my dreams no matter where I am. This makes me stop and do the nose plug RC.

I get happy I am lucid and deiced to exit the library. I exit into another hallway. I deiced to try to make someone appear whom I always try to make appear. When I call out his name I turn around to him standing up from a chair that was empty before to tell me he was waiting for me to call as he knew I would. I ask him something I do not remember. Then he tells me something about a perfect level of being in the dream and being aware I am dreaming. I tell him that makes no sense since that is what being lucid is. We debate this for a few minutes, he l then tells me to see what he is talking about i have to walk down the hall away from him. I do this and somehow pick up a small dragon companion who is giving my more advice, but I can not remember what.

I soon wake.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #5: The Darkened Clock (July 20, 2012)

I am standing at the foot of my bed in the dark. I look over at the alarm clock to see what time it is but it's gone completely dark. At first I think that there has been a power failure but I soon wonder whether I might be dreaming.

I nose pinch and can breathe through only my left nostril! (More on that later.) Still, this is enough to make me lucid. The room is deeply, oppressively dark and I feel like I'm losing the dream scene. I rub my hands together and although the dream feels more stable, the darkness in the room is deepening.

I rub my hands over my arms again and again and try to say, "Increase lucidity..." But the words only come out in this weak, breathy whisper. I want to make a break for the wall, act boldly like before, but my dream body feels faint and frail.

I go on like this for a good while, just weakening as everything fades and soon I'm awake. I quickly discover the reason that I could only breathe through the left side of my nose during the reality check -- I was sleeping face down with the right side of my face smashed against the pillow!

This was the first time I did a reality check in a dream, kind of...Let me explain.

I found myself in some familiar place but couldn't remember it, met some of my friends and...fell asleep. The shared dream was like a computer game. All of us were running from something in a strange place during the night. That place had lots of houses and all of them were made from stone. After I somehow found myself alone, did a reality check. I discovered I was dreaming, but I discovered I was dreaming in my dream within my first dream,so I wasn't aware that all of it was a dream.
I got close that night, recalling as much as I can from my dreams and doing regular reality checks paid off...kind of.


( The above isn't written in great detail since Im writing pretty late and am too tired to write the details)

not really a unique lucid dream i was pretty much in the first stage. although it was very very detailed i didnt have much of any control over anything. i tried basic telekenisis which i had mastered in other LDs but didnt do much but move some small objects a few feet. This dream started out with me being on a dirt bike, not a normal one but controlled like a normal one. i had stopped at this store much like a gift shop. it was in the middle of the desert and i went inside to check out what they had. i came across an old razor they use in barbor shops back in the 50s to shave customers faces and heads, i wanted it for a concealable weapon because i had a sense of deja vu that something bad was gonna happen in the desert. i then came to lucidity realizing how much money i had in my wallet, because i realized i am not that rich. so i proceeded to walk and and looked at my motorcycle and just looked around at the desert scenario, i was so happy i was LD agian it had been like 2 months since i could have one. i got on my bike and went fast as hell. i was tearing it up i got some air, which now thinking back may have had levitation in there kuz i was getting pretty high up. i came across i plush, green area in the desert which was like a neighborhood of some sort. i confronted a man who put a magnum up to me and i pulled out razor and cut his neck clean with one swipe and then proceeded to walk away from the dead body and go into a camper next to his house and lay down to sleep. like i said i wasnt really controlling much of this dream. my being layed down and covered up with a blanket and tried going to sleep. then some people came to the camper wondering who had killed the man, they were looking around when i came out and the about as much as i can recall..

It all began while I was in the living room of my parents home. Things looked fairly familiar and normal, only their behaviour was off. They told me that I needed to sit down because they had something important to tell me. I was more wrapped up in figuring out why things seemed odd in the upstairs, there was a blanket hanging on the wall that was never there before, and our kitchen appliances were mixed around, though they were the same models. My parents kept telling me they had to tell me something important, but I went outside on the back porch. I noticed our small pond (that is usually there) had been expanded to the whole width of the backyard, it looked fresh and I noticed one of our neighbors who does our landscaping exiting the backyard through the fence carrying a shovel. I realized that though my backyard was the same, the differences were outstanding. Coupled with the living room observations and the kitchen, it occurred to me I must have slipped into a parallel dimension. Logically it made sense, everything being similar but slightly skewed fits right into my personal beliefs of parallel dimensions. I was back in my living room, my parents told me to sit down, I sat and told them I already figured it out, they told me I wasn't supposed to be there. I asked them if this was a different dimension and they both nodded. It occurred to me that if they were here, then 'I' must be here as well.
I suddenly started hearing loud metal music coming from the basement, I ventured down the stairs with wonder if I would see myself. As I turned the corner I saw 3 guys, one with his back to me who was built curling a barbell, one spotting him, and another sitting on a weight bench just talking to the other two. The spotter saw me first, throwing him off his spot as the lifter slipped one hand and the barbell clanked down by my feet. He turned around and I saw him. Me. I saw me, looking him straight in the eyes, he looked exactly like me, with 30 more pounds of muscle. I was stunned. His friends were somewhat speechless as well. We spoke, but I lost the words, I must have told him I was from somewhere else far away yet very close to here. I began to speak of dimensions and I could tell it was over his head, he didn't have thought for metaphysics or theology, 'Great' I thought 'My other self is a meathead'
As I went back outside I was greeted by a woman with short spiky hair with several facial piercings. She was familiar and I knew immediately she knew who I was and where I was from, she told me to come with her. I sat in the backseat of some vehicle while I watched my other self walking to another vehicle 50 feet in front of us or so. I commented to the person I was sitting next that this was too real, looking at my hands and all the details of the inner car I thought to myself it was too real to be a dream. I told the one next to me that I lucid dream all the time, and that if this was a lucid dream I would be able to control things. So I looked away from my other self who was wearing a blue shirt and I spoke, he is wearing a PURPLE shirt. When I looked back his shirt was purple. Oh, well that settles it I guess I am dreaming, yet I continued down the dreamplot to see where my venture would take me. It was explained to me that this realm was governed differently than my own. What we consider to be mythic lore and magic are their science and sentient species.
Several jumps and skips, I am shown a catacomb-like city with odd transports which float on air. And many different beings. The evil queen discovers that I am in their realm and must be hunted down. She sends elementals after me/us. My spiky-haired guide has been with me all along though most details escape me. I do remember a being made of brick, only able to travel through the brick walls which are rooted all through the city. His form only manifests where he chooses to step out of the brick, but his travel is still heard through the walls. One of the elementals is on our side as he tells me of their powers and limitations. My last memory from the dream is of the queen who looks surprisingly like Maleficent mixed with an elf. I am awaken by my phone ringing.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #4: Flight-time Performance Anxiety (July 16, 2012)

I'm chatting with an old friend at a party who's into lucid dreaming (IWL as well as in this dream.) I tell him how things are starting to come together for me and I thank him for his help and advice. Another DC engages my friend in conversation and I wander a few feet away, for some reason deciding that I should listen to my iPod.

I try to plug the headphones into my iPod but discover that there is no headphone jack. At first, I'm suspicious that my friend has switched iPods with me but I stop when I realize how ridiculous this accusation is. I perform the nose pinch RC and become lucid. I excitedly tell my friend that apropos of our previous conversation, I'm having a lucid dream right now. He's pleased and doesn't mind when I wander away to start experimenting.

My first goal in this dream was to compare the quality of dream imagery to that of modern video games. The moment I remember this goal, a tapestry or painting on the wall suddenly changes to a gameplay movie of the early 90s shooter "DOOM". (Okay, subconscious, I'll admit that was a cute trick.) I note that the floor and ceiling are very bland with almost no texturing. The walls, furniture, and dream characters, however, are photo-realistic, well beyond what I see in video games.

I announce to the dream characters in the room that this is my lucid dream and they are about to see some flight. I attempt to jump up for flight but simply bounce off of the ceiling. Some of the dream characters cut their eyes at one another in an "is this guy for real?" way. I attempt a second jump, bounce off of the ceiling and go careening into a visibly annoyed girl with short hair and glasses. She shoves me away and I go for a third attempt, yielding one more embarrassing failure.

I rub my hands and arms to restabilize then consider having a huge storm rip the ceiling off the house so that I can salvage my reputation. Before things can get really fun, I wake up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Don't have much detail for this dream because i didn't record it when I woke up. Must make an effort to do so in the future, specially with awesome dreams like this.

I was with an extremely hot girl, i think she was the mega-hottie Alexis in the movie Project X. Looks like we were planning to take over the world, or some such fun.

Our plan looks like it involves building a dam wall on the one end of a city, and then flooding the entire city. i'm not exactly sure what this is meant to achieve but it seems as though I'm going along with it.

This is probably due to the fact that it's Evil Alexis' plan and... well... she's hot.

Some action happens with the general plot of the story. I think I'm secretly against the plan and am conspiring to make it fail. However, after possibly falling off a cliff (?) I seem to get over that idea.

I'm in the lookout spot with Evil Alexis and we're surveying the city that has its impending doom minutes away, Fight Club style.

We're on a bed in this lookout place now. Evil Alexis starts giving me a handjob. I'm enjoying it until her hand turns into a tentacle/monsterous claw thingy. I am rather shocked but then I guess i accept that this is one of the downsides of fraternizing with an evil demon megahottie.

Luckily the claw of doom goes away and Evil Alexis is lying half naked on the bed

I suddenly realize I am dreaming and that therefore i can have sex with her without a condom. This all came to me as a single realization.

LOL

I immediately try to start having sex with her but she's kind of denying me cause she has to do something related to the destruction of all human civilization. I'm getting kind of flustered... She doesn't seem to realize the what a unique opportunity this is for me!

Then all of I sudden we're doing it on the bed. But I slowly feel like everything is melting around me. I'm focusing desperately on the scene, trying not to let it go... But the more i try to grasp onto it the more it drifts away...

Aaaaaaand I wake up. I'm only half awake. I kind of still have the dream sitting there and feel like I could go back into it. I go back to sleep. Not sure if i went back into the dream or not though cause I didn't remember anything after this.

Was really awesome that I became lucid... Sucks that I couldn't maintain it though, only got to have sex with the hottie for a few seconds before waking up haha.

What's interesting is that I know I have the ability to wake, then go back into a dream I was just having. Done it before. I've just never recorded my dreams before so usually forget what happened.

I didn't have much control over my dream, as far as I know. I was just aware I was dreaming and just went along with what happened.

This one was my first SSILD-induced dream. It was long (for me), going 10-12 minutes.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #3: The Forest Compound (July 2, 2012)

I awaken to a strange noise coming from outside of our bedroom. I go into the hallway to investigate but find that this swirling green energy vortex is blocking my path back into the bedroom. I walk forward, pushing my way through it, and it feels like walking through a Chicago windstorm. It slowly dawns on me that I might be dreaming and I push my finger through my palm. I'm instantly lucid and I decide to get out of the room as fast as possible so that I can fly.

I'm feeling unusually bold so I shove myself right through the wall. The scene blanks for a moment before placing me on top of an office building. I run straight for the edge of the building, leap off, and try to fly. I fail, falling several hundred feet to the empty streets. The landing is jarring but painless. This time I try jumping straight up and find that I can jump thousands of feet into the air. The office buildings shrink into the distance below me. I can't soar but I find that I can leap across the city this way, each leap ending in an awkward crash landing. Each time that I jump, the voice of my young son giggles "Again!" even though he is not here.

I do one last clumsy leap and crash into a forested area, knocking over a tree. There's a compound nearby and I run into the first building that I see. It's a long, windowed, sunlit hallway with high ceilings and teeming with dream characters. I stop an Asian lady in her late 30's (a stranger) and tell her that I'm dreaming. She looks a little reluctant to admit this but finally confesses that I'm right. I sense that talking this frankly is an awkward bending of the rules for her. She seems very real and I feel a little bit bad for putting her in this position.

At the end of the hall I find an apartment where two identical twins who are IWL friends of mine live. I barge right in, announcing that this is all taking place in my lucid dream. One of the twins laughs and she becomes very interested in how this all works, peppering me with questions like,

"So, we're both dreaming? No? How's this work then? Will I remember this tomorrow?"
"You mean, I'm not real and you are? This is your dream? That's hilarious."
"What's going to happen to me after you wake up?" I'm caught off-guard by this and left fumbling for an answer.

The three of us chat for a while before I sense that my lucidity is slipping. I bid them goodbye and run back down the hall. On the way, I run into a guy named "Robert Lamb", the host of the "Stuff to Blow Your Mind" podcast (the place where I first heard of lucid dreaming.) I announce to him that we're in my lucid dream and without missing a beat, he says, "I hope they don't have to amputate." "Yeah, lucid dreams that last for too long cause a total loss of circulation in the dreamer's limbs, limb necrosis and eventually require amputation."

"It's really terrible," he adds helpfully.

Even though I don't believe this, I'm a little shaken up at the thought. I run further down the hall, ducking into a dark bar just before I wake up.

During my two-month dry spell between LD#1 and LD#2, I'd come up with a long list of experiments that I wanted to perform in a lucid dream. I managed to try the "level of detail" ones here.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid Experimentation (June 24th, 2012)

I'm attending a black tie party with Wife at some palatial estate. While we're exploring the grounds, I decide that I need to use the restroom. I tell Wife I'll meet with her later and go in search of the facilities.

I find them at the top of a long walkway filled with classic arcade machines ("Millipede" was definitely there.) Through the walkway door is an enormous, low-lit video arcade filled with machines and players. I find a light switch and flip it so that I can see better. Instead of lighting the room, this winds up turning off every machine in the arcade and the angry patrons look around, cursing. Badly embarrassed, I duck into the bathroom.

A Japanese couple follows me into the bathroom but instead of berating me for my stupidity, they request help with a tapioca pudding recipe that they're working on. I suggest that we return to my kitchen to work on it. We somehow blink into the kitchen and I immediately realize that this is a dream. I push my finger through my palm to RC and the left hand stretches like taffy around my finger. The Japanese couple smiles broadly and stands back to wait for me to try whatever it was I had in mind.

I experiment with clarity, committing to memory my in-dream assessment of how detailed / realistic everything appears. I say that everything looks crystal clear and can be viewed to an arbitrary level of detail. I am unprepared for how clear everything is. I study my hands (which have an unusual bend and one extra finger on the left) as well as the brushed metal refrigerator (which I assess as 100% realistic at every level of detail I try.)

My vision briefly collapses into milky gray but I manage to restabilize by rubbing my hands over my forearms. I quickly realize that the Japanese DCs still need my help. I will their tapioca pudding recipe to be fixed and they laugh, smiling gratefully. I then think about how I can rejoin Wife at the party since I no longer know how to get there. Soon afterward, though, I find myself awake back in bed.

I quickly grab the dream journal and start excitedly writing. About three lines in, I notice unusual notations in the margin. I don't understand them and have no memory of making them. Scanning back over what I've already written, I realize I can no longer make sense of any of it. I wonder whether I am actually awake. I immediately wake up (for real this time), reality check and go for the dream journal. A great way to break a dry spell!

I've decided to journal up all of my past lucid dreams before moving into the "present day". I definitely want to record all lucid dreams here. I hope that I stick with recording non-lucids as well but my primary DJ is pen-and-paper. We'll see how it goes.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid Kitchen Aggression (April 24th, 2012)

I'm in a false awakening, walking downstairs in my own home. I'm nearing the bottom of the stairs when I suddenly realize that the alarm is on and that I'm going to set off the motion detector if I don't stop. The worry seems to focus my mind. I look into the kitchen and see that the breakfast table has been moved several feet to the right. It suddenly occurs to me that I am dreaming.

Giddy at my own clarity of mind, I run into the kitchen, looking around for something "cool" to do. Even though I'm ostensibly a fully grown man, the only thing I want to do is wreck my kitchen with magical powers. I raise my hands from my sides, willing the kitchen island to pull out of the floor. It groans for a moment then gives a loud crack as it wrenches out of the floor. I float it around the room for a couple of seconds before excitement overtakes me. The dream scene goes to milky gray and I'm awake almost immediately.

My heart is pounding with excitement and I have trouble getting back to sleep. I know I'm hooked... and so it begins.

I can remember four dreams from last night. In the first, I was at a summer camp. It was just a day camp. I'm not sure what kind of summer camp it was, but it was indoors, in a building that looked kind of like my basement. There were a bunch of other kids and teenagers there. I recognized three people from last year - Zelda, a girl with copper-coloured skin and dark, wavy hair, and a girl and a boy whose names I couldn't remember. Zelda was wearing a yellow dress and had her hair, which fell almost to her shoulders, partially pulled back into a ponytail. She was pretty.

Anyway, the group split into two. One group went upstairs, and the other stayed downstairs. I stayed downstairs, but the people I knew went upstairs. Soon, though, I found out that I was supposed to be with the other group, so I went back upstairs to find them.

After a while, we went back downstairs into a dining area. We were seated at tables. Each person was supposed to have a "date". I hadn't known that, but I assumed my date was going to arrive anyway, even though I had no clue who my date actually was. Someone else came to my table (each table could seat, like, six people, I think), also waiting for their date.

Someone came over and handed me a piece of paper with everyone's names on it, so I could choose who I wanted as my date. I checked off the box next to the name of the boy that I knew (I can't remember his name, though). Instead of him, though, four other boys came over.

I don't remember the exact transition, but we somehow ended up on a bus, where the boys were bullying us. I figured it wasn't really a big deal, though, since I know taekwondo and felt confident I could defend myself if necessary.

In my second dream last night, I was playing Petz 5, but it was nothing like Petz 5. It didn't even have any pets in it. I was scrolling through a list of minigames. In the thumbnail image for one of them, I noticed Deku Link (from Majora's Mask). I accidentally clicked on that game. It was like a platformer, except it scrolled down (and the scrolling was automatic, so you couldn't go too fast, or else you'd fall off the bottom of the screen). Before long, I'd fallen off the bottom of the screen. Instead of restarting the level, going to a "Game Over" screen, or anything else logical, it cut to a different scene (which looked like it was from a COMPLETELY different minigame, probably the next one) in a saloon.

That's when I got that sudden "click" to lucidity.

"This isn't Petz 5, is it?" I said, not exactly asking a question but, rather, declaring it out loud.

"Nope," my brother answered. It turned out he had been behind me. We were in my parents' room, he was on the bed, and the "computer screen" was just projected onto the wall.

Even though I was already certain I was dreaming, I did the hand RC just to double-check. Six fingers. Yep, I was dreaming.

My brother said something about having been up at three in the morning to get on the bus (presumably, to the summer camp from the previous dream, even though he wasn't in that dream). I corrected him, telling him we got on the bus at seven and that I would know because I was there.

I was still lucid, but I think the dream was trying to go back on autopilot, since arguing with my brother was apparently more important than any of my LD goals.

I woke up soon after. I felt awake and fairly refreshed, even though it was still dark out, so I think that must have been the end of an REM cycle that woke me up.

I went back to sleep and had a dream which fits neatly between the other two. This time, I was on the bus back from camp. The bus had one backwards-facing seat, so I decided to sit in that one. The bus stopped in a parking lot somewhere, where my mom was waiting. I was the only person to get off at that stop. After getting off, I realized I'd left my glasses on the bus, so I ran after the bus (it was already leaving), holding up a sign that said, "You forgot someone!"

The bus stopped and let me back on. I boarded the bus, took my glasses, and left.

I had one final dream last night. I was playing Wind Waker (I think) and came across an enemy that I think was either a Darknut or an Iron Knuckle (well, one of those things with a heavy suit of armour). When I got close to it, I noticed that it briefly turned red, then blue, then attempted to fire lasers at me. I figured out that red meant deactivated, while blue meant activated.

I started fighting it, but this game had a weird control method. Like a DS game, it was controlled with a stylus. However, I was using a toothbrush (the back of it, not the part with the bristles) as the stylus... and I could somehow reach the screen just fine, even though I was sitting on my bed, and the screen was where my window should be (it was the same size, too.

Anyway, I defeated it, and it turned red. However, it turned blue again shortly after, making me have to fight it again. This kept happening every time I defeated it, except it would only get partially revived most times.

Eventually, the toothbrush got ruined from being used - rather harshly - as a stylus. I came up with a better idea for how to defeat the Darknut. My mom was in the room, so I said to her, "Get me a weapon, but nothing too sharp, so I don't accidentally damage the screen or hurt myself." What I really meant was for her to go to the kitchen and get a knife. For some reason, I thought that would make the Darknut easier to defeat.

Then, I realized that whatever I used as a controller wouldn't matter, since it was the sword I had IN the game that mattered. Realizing that, I figured I could just use my hand, but not as a stylus; the game was apparently motion-controlled now, like a Kinect rather than a DS.

However, I decided that would be a bad idea, since it could reach out of the screen and attack me if I used my hands.