lucid

So the other day i had this dream that i was somehow working for NASA everything was so vivid and cool they told me in russian (i know its weird, i don't even speak russian) to go on top of the shuttle that it was preparing for launch as i was getting to the top many people were coming down like they were scared or something i did not care as i was on the top there were 5 people all getting ready with normal clothes not astronaut suits and were telling me to get ready for take off and get a good grip as he said it my face was something like this was i going to space like this? To my surprise the shuttle taked off without a countdown or anything everybody was excited me too of course. So this "shuttle" got pretty high and it turned into an air balloon i was feeling so happy becouse its kind of a dream of mine to get on one of these. Everybody was excited (There were like 2 guys and 2 girls and me) as we were having the time of our lives flying through countries for such a short time we flew through this poolparty were i saw a friend of mine i told them to go low and i bumped him on the head and looked at him with a smile he just told me " I will call ya tomorrow". We were going very low and we could not make it go up as it did not have the gas thingie to make it fly higher so we made some effort to make it levitate higher but nothing. We stopped for a second when a woman scientist came and upgrade it to an Air Balloon Minivan... weird as fuck so i thought it was a dream and tried to read something but there wasn't anything. So we got on the Air balloon minivan and i was the "pilot" or "driver" idk. To make it fly i had to flap my arm's like a bird and it would go up i was on the bottom of the minivan and i could pop my head through the seat to take a look at everybody as we were flying it felt awesome. We flew through this beach and saw my parents they did not seemed excited to see me on a Hot air balloon minivan i was like " Bye " and they did not say anything so i got into the van through the seat and took their laptop that i am currently writing on. When i go out i saw that they were not there so i thought what the hell NOTE: I knew it was a dream but i was too happy to make an RC becouse i did not wanted it to end as my other attempts. While going through the air someone got out of the van then everybody fallowed him i wanted to see where they were going and it was somekind of a mall i thought "Does this mall have a name?... lets see!". as i was searching for the name of the mall incripted above the front doors it was only some white smudge so i became semi lucid it was a nice feeling but immediatly i was on another beach and everybody was eating something when one of my "coleagues" said "DO IT AGAIN" and so i started flapping my arms and got higher i was getting used to it so everybody looked at my ease and applauded me and cheered from the excitetment i woke up.

I need to say that it was one of the most fun dreams i had in a while

Had my first lucid dream last night. Granted it wasn't very long at all, it was still quite the interesting experience!

-The Game Where You Beat Old Men-
In the theme of back to school, I had been stressed, seeing as though it was the first day of school and I had missed four periods already. I was playing a video game, one that I thought was a game titled The Witcher 2, but it wasn't. My brother walked in on me playing it, and he looked suave as hell. He wore a black suit and his dyed black hair was swept back with gel, black bow-tie as well. He asked me how the game was. Granted, I didn't really know. I guess it was alright, and I replied to him with "Oh yeah, it's pretty fun." I said, though I didn't know the slightest thing about the game, not even how to controls worked. Nonetheless, I continued playing it, and I found myself beating a helpless old man on top of a pillar that overlooked a university with a controller. He screamed in agony, and he wouldn't do anything. I felt really bad, though that's where I fortunately woke up for a bit.

-My First Lucid Dream-
After falling back to sleep, I dreamed that I was in my Junior math class, or my summer school math class. I couldn't tell. Still, summer school was over, so this was weird. There were a bunch of kids still in the class, and the teacher was one I've never seen before. We were watching a movie, and I knew no one in the class. Having finished summer school, I really wanted to leave, and then I thought "This could never happen. This is a dream." and boom, everything felt real. I got out of the chair on my own will, and walked to the front of the room. I decided to make this last, so I flipped off the teacher and shouted obscenities to the kids in the class as I tried to leave. I then tried to do something beyond my lucid dreaming ability; fly. That's what woke me up though. I jumped, and couldn't do it, and I woke up. It was morning when I got up, so I decided to stay up, happy that I actually had a lucid dream for once.

I just wonder what caused it...

08.12.2012

Yellow Paper Quiz, Lunch, Athletics (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being inside of a classroom, and it's way to small for it to be considered something related to university, and it had too much of a childish environment to it. The walls are light sky blue or maybe white, and it's mostly because this serves as the heavy coating to make the wise and long bricks feel smooth, VERY smooth.

I'm sitting in the left section of class, and 5-10 feet (give or take) away from me is the exit to the classroom. This room itself reminded me of a middle school I used go to (Thornton Middle School), but some of the people that I saw looked old enough to be in High School though.

The situation that I was in at the moment felt like we were going to be quizzed on something, because I heard some kind of authoritative voice somewhere in the background, and I didn't really pay attention to trying to find the source of that voice. The table that each student is sitting out consists of a glossy gray ceramic top, a very think top, with think metal rods (I'd assume it would be black) as the leg support for the top.

If you stretched your hand out all the way on the desk you're sitting on, you would be able to feel the slight dip near the edge (but not completely on) of the desk. It was thin. but long enough to spread horizontally on the desk. These yellow pieces of paper were handed out, and they looked like the type of paper that would be served as writing down a To-Do List.

The were thin black lines going across this paper, and it paper itself was maybe 2-4 wide and 5-6 inches long I guess. I remember seeing a few dream characters, but only through quickly glancing at them. One noticeable dream character that keeps popping in my head as I say this is a girl named Sarah. Sarah was just like the waking life counterpart that I remembered from High School as a Junior who was on the tennis team I was in as well (Note to self, it was the older Sarah).

In the dream, she was wearing a yellow top of some sort, maybe a sweater, or maybe a light and soft material (cotton, something like that) jacket over a simple shirt. She has her left hand over her mouth, and is using her left elbow to rest on the desk. Her hair is black, tied up from the back, and she looks at me quickly.

I could see her slightly bigger eye pupils form for a few seconds when looking at me. It's now time for the quiz, and there's two questions (it wasn't until later I realized it was 3).

They were simple questions, but the first one is something I can't remember unfortunately. The second question involved knowing an answer by paying attention to the words put on the paper. So in a way, the question wanted another way to say those words as an answer. I can't really recall how I felt during this quiz, but if it's done through a small slip of yellow paper, with no proper heading format or anything like that, I'd assume this was a quiz that wouldn't be graded.

After I answered both of the questions, and I can't remember what I put down exactly, but I had a hunch that I should check the back of the paper to make sure there wasn't a question of any kind. Turns out I was right, but I can't remember what the question was exactly. I do know that it had the fewest words compared to the other two questions in front.

I can't remember what happens next in the class, and something tells me that I did actually see who the teacher was in the classroom. This person looked a lot like the waking life counterpart who used to be a P.E. coach at Thornton middle school. He was a tall young male, had a facial stubble (5 o' clock shadow beard), and wore a simple blue polo shirt that had a slight glow to it, along with basic Khaki long dress pants.

Judging by the face that is stained in my mind while typing this, it looks like he's listening to a student's question, and seems to already know what to answer to them. He has his teeth showing a little bit as well.

Anyway, after the quiz was done, I have a dream shift where I feel it's lunch time. I had to get out of the school building I was at, and wanted to go somewhere else to get something to eat. While I'm walking, I believe I hear that song from Code Lyoko that would always start when there's something passive to watch, and this was most apparent when looking at scenes from the Kadic Academy the main characters would go to.

Anyway, I'm walking along a random path, and the atmosphere feels sort of misty, just a bit. It felt like it had rained previously, judging by how the the skies were slightly darker. The sky was still mostly blue, but a hint of gray was starting to come in. I believe I'm walking on a fairly new tarred layered ground, and I think I see a fancy black metal fence going quite a ways from where I was heading too, but didn't really pay much attention to see if it would change.

I felt hungry, and imagined how it would feel holding a Styrofoam lunch tray with food in it, and I as I'm walking, I mentally imagined myself eating whatever it is by popping it into my mouth as if I was eating a small bite-sized snack bag. I also was able to see myself in third person as well!

I had my hair cut, but not completely to where I was bald or anything. It was close to the amount of hair I have on me now, but not by a lot. I believe I'm wearing a gray shirt, a shirt that slightly conforms to my torso structure. I'm also wearing faded out black skinny jeans, and I looked really weird in them.

My thighs were a little fat, and the rest down was skinny, and my whole lower region wasn't completely disproportionate or anything like that, it just felt weird seeing myself wear tight pants. I think I'm wearing black sneakers, with a big white Nike check symbol showing up on the tongue of the shoe.

Not really the type of shoe I normally wear because I don't really care much on what I wear as long as I can wear it with almost anything.

It feels I'm skipping a little bit along the way as I'm looking at myself in third person view.

Dream shifts again, and now I'm in a locker room. It has lighting the emits a dark yellow color, but it doesn't stop the impression that the locker room looks very dark in a few parts. There was some kid that looked like the Freshmen who was on the tennis team I was part of as a Senior in High School.

I didn't pay much attention to him because I hated him.

Spoiler for Here's the reason why:

I didn't really mind this guy being on the tennis team at all, they were all freshmen, and I was a senior, and I didn't really have that temptation that most seniors would do by making fun of the freshmen.

There was one day where we were practicing after school. I was practicing some Kick serves, and this was probably weeks after I finally elevated how served completely (I was really really really good at serving because I finally had the complete kinetic chain to pull off the kick serves, and other serves down).

Anyway, I go to the other side of the court, and I believe the assistant coach asked me to tell one of the freshmen to move to the other courts on the right side, for the sake of priority for those on higher levels of junior varsity and varsity. I decided I should let Samuel move, because he wasn't really anyone I could play against, because he wouldn't be able to return the ball to me at all in rallies.

It wasn't being bias, I just didn't want to waste time with someone I'd constantly have to find a new ball to start a new rally. I was a VERY nice guy on this tennis team, VERY quiet, but still nice and respectful to ALL people. I asked him NICELY if he could move to the other court per assistant coach's request.

Then he decides to be a little cunt and says no. Okay, don't mind your resistance, so I asked nicely again in a soft tone if he could please move to the other court. He says No again, and even adds his own mini Gettysburg address to me too.

Sweating in the heat, repressed rage starts boiling up and I screamed at that little cunt to just "GO NOW!" while pointing my hand to the right. Everyone that was in range of me stopped and looked at me in shock.

But I didn't care, I looked at him in rage, and he tried to defend himself, but everyone is looking him, so he would only make himself look like a incompetent asshole. He ends up grumbling and complying to my loud but comprehensible scream at him.

Now that you know why I didn't give a damn about that demon spawn, let's move on.

I realize that I'm wearing a completely different outfit than what I wore while getting something to eat for lunch. It was a light blue jeans, the country-styled one that was a little bigger for me. I felt something wet underneath my crotch and rear regions.

I assumed it was sweat, since it was something I was conscious of a lot after a certain event where someone told me I was wet in a certain region (between the upper sections of my thighs and under the crotch region).

I also noticed I was wearing a black outfit, probably a sweater, that was also too big for me. I use this to my advantage, and quickly pull the bottom ends of the sweater to cover up that wet region on the pants. I look around to see if anyone was looking, but it seems the little cover up went through just fine.

I walk around a bit in the locker room, looking at the several white sinks spread out in a row for several sections, maybe 2-4 small rows with 3-4 sinks each. I turn a few on, and most of the switches looked weird.

I just let the water flow for a while before turning it off.

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08.12.2012

Flower for Me? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being in a store, or maybe a school library, can't really tell. I opened a transparent door to get out, and saw that people were going to move stuff inside the area I'm trying to leave. For some odd reason, I turn around to look at the lady that I probably talked to before heading out, and she already knew what I wanted to saw, and nodded.

And the reason that wasn't verbally stated was to help these people move the objects in. They didn't feel heavy at all, and while I'm dropping one near the area, the same lady comes in to slide a flower on top of the side of my head. I didn't know why she gave me the flower, but I couldn't reject her small gift of appreciation for helping out.

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08.12.2012

Ada Wong: Assignment Ada Stage Replica (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I see someone walking slowly on some flat rock surface. I could tell it's a female because of the dark gray/black boots they're wearing. I start to see more than just the legs, going up to the rear, and finally the back of the person, and then their head and torso regions.

I realized this is Ada Wong, and she's in her outfit from "Assignment Ada" in Resident Evil 4. She's still walking casually, and I also noticed that the dream environment she's in is almost exactly like the stage where you play in "Assignment Ada." I see her health bar, just like how it shows up in the video game, with the name "Ada" and everything like that.

Except, usually, there's a semi-circular bar that represents how much health you have, and when it's filled up with a green color, you're in full health. Problem is, there is no green bar filled up, and there isn't even any red color to show that she would be in danger of dying at all!

It's completely blank, and she's still walking for some reason. I also feel as if something is constantly draining her energy, and I see that she dies, or at least it seemed that way because she made that "Oooooooooh......." sound if she died in the actual game.

The dream resets where she's walking at the first area of the Island Military type stage again, still walking slowly, and this time, she starts making weird sounds, as if she's struggling.

Like "O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oooooooooh" (Maybe I should show a Youtube Link because I'm horrible at making sounds here lol).

Spoiler for 18+ Blood:

(If you look at 1:09 at the video with the guy shooting her, that's the sound she made)

I felt as if I was telling her that each time in those few dream resets that there was something behind her. I'm still seeing things in spectator mode, and I find myself rotating the perspective angle to see what's behind Ada. There's nothing at all following her, no Plagas soldiers trying to shoot her with arrows, spiked clubs, electrical batons, nothing at all!

So what is it that's "killing" her?

It didn't take long for the dream to shift to where she's a little it ahead of where she died. After I watch her move for a while, I realized this is the very same part in Assignment Ada where she would have to fend off quite a few Plagas soldiers. I'm now seeing Ada completely in third person.

In fact, the angle I'm seeing her is a little bit more zoomed out than usual. I didn't notice it at first, but I'm mentally taking control of some of her actions. It wasn't much, just minor actions like coordinating her to the left or right. The environment itself is somewhat like the Island Stage.

There's the little cartel boxes that are next to the window that she could jump into the small fort/building with the ladder in it

Then the camera angle changes to where I see Ada's left side, just from the bottom of her torso region all the way up to her face. Then I felt something moving above her, so the camera angle pans over to the top, and there goes J.J with his Gatling Gun.

If you don't know who J.J is, that's the nickname of the Plagas victim who is a big and fat man. Imagine that, and him wearing a Red Beret, along with some orange-red glowing eyes, and a bunch of machine gun ammo formed as an X around his shoulders and chest.

J.J doesn't notice Ada there, because he himself is in progress of going down the path from all the way up. I take advantage of this and scrolled the camera angle so that Ada would take proper aim with the Sniper Rifle she's now holding in her hands. She quickly zooms in to where I see the interface to move around the aim sights, zoom in and out, etc.

J.J realizes he's going to be shot, so he tries to quickly lift up his Gatling Gun, but Ada already took a dead accurate head shot on him. I knew that J.J can take quite a few Sniper Bullets before he permanently stays on the floor dead, but when he already makes the dying sigh, I thought he was dead.

Maybe it could just be an auditory flaw with synching the enemy's dying voice or something like that, or maybe it could just be a trick he's playing with Ada. Usually, J.J shakes his head a bit to recover from the Sniper Bullet shot, which he does, and I wanted to get Ada to prepare to shoot his head again when he lifts his head up.

However, he quickly gets his gun up, and I quickly make Ada dash to the wall of the fort/building I mentioned above with the ladder inside. I see the machine gun bullet paths piercing the the top section of the mini-fort/building, all of the dust and residue coming up sporadically.

I think after J.J takes a break from shooting to see if she's still there, I quickly get Ada to shoot J.J in the head this time. I'm not sure if he's already dead at this point, but I assume he is since he's not shooting back at all. I'm not back to seeing Ada from a slightly zoomed out perspective again, and I watch her move forward on her own without trying to think anything.

Then I tried to mentally control her actions by thinking "Left" "Right" a few times, which didn't work, but when I start imagine how she would look like moving left and right, it starts working. She's now complying with most of my mental commands.

What's funny is that during this, I could swear I had my waking life eyes opened slightly to where I could see my right arm on top of something. I tried my best to not think about waking life, and went back to focusing on controlling Ada's movements mentally.

I do some weird commands for this woman. I told her that she would go under the Island that she's at, and she literally goes under and through it like it was invisible or something. Then the Island starts to disappear, and the environment starts manifesting generic objects until there's completely nothing but a slightly faded white void that Ada is running into.

I command her to do a roll on the floor where she would have to put her head on the ground first and then bring the rest of her body with it.

I make her continue to do this to where I want her constantly doing it without me telling her all the time. Then I say she will move into a different scene. The faded bright color void she's rolling quickly through starts to change gradually. However, as this is happening, I fee the dream is fading out a little bit, and I think I open my waking life eyes.

Lucidity = red
Thoughts / Side notes = blue

Ship it
Something about wanting to ship 3 books at UPS. One was going to my dead grandma. I got a bag and wasn't sure what to do. The lady that worked there gave me a box. I started writing my grandma's address. It was mostly gibberish.

Myrtle Dawson
Something somenumber
box 43 31?
Smithville, TX somenumbers
County Jasper somenumbers

Meteor Shower *Non-lucid control*
I am someplace outside with my daughters. I tell my younger one to look. We see hundreds of meters streaking across the sky in all directions. I am so happy and go find my older daughter. I tell her to look. But the sky had gone cloudy. I tell the clouds to open up. They part in the middle and slide away. There is a second layer of darker clouds. I tell them to open up as well. They do. Then I think something is not right. This is odd. I think about doing an RC but then I am distracted by all the meteors and the sounds of my daughters awe and delight.( I missed a major dreamsign here. I was so close but that's ok I will LD later. I have been trying to only RC in RL when something unusuall happens. I think it's starting to get through. I have never truly RC'd in a dream.)

Road Trip
I am going on a road trip with my dad. He rented a huge tour bus for the two of us. I think it's overkill but I go along. I end up driving. I get real sleepy real fast and my dad is somewhere in the back sleeping. So, I just set the cruise control and get in the passenger seat and fall asleep.

I wake up and somehow decide it had been a hour. We are still on the road and cruising along like no big deal. I find it funny that we didn't crash but I think nothing more about it. I am a little worried about the bus now. I pull over to check the bus over and make sure we are still on track with the GPS. Everything is fine. I see a seat in the front of the bus. I sit down and notice there are triggers under each arm rest were the hands meet the end. The left is the brake and the right is the gas. I move the bus forward to the toll booth. I see a cop car coming toward the bus and I think maybe it was illegal to drive like that. I stop at the toll and quickly get back in. For some reason I sit in the passenger side like I was waiting for someone. I can see the cop at the driver side window. I move over and talk to him. He grips me out for "driving with the ballast" and "I'm just giving you a warning this time". I tell him how sorry I am and that I was just checking my GPS. He leaves.

The toll booth arm opens and we continue. I make sure to watch the back end and not hit it on the booth. Now we are on a dirt road that looks like a mud racing track. I check the GPS and we are on the right road. So, I just drive. Then there is a jump off a cliff. I see other cars racing and jumping. The bus doesn't make it. We crash and then roll over the right way. Some characters from the move Road Trip fall out. I think we must have picked them up when I was sleeping. I open the door and let them back in. My dad is awake now and he comes to the front. I start laughing and tell him, "You know what? I was asleep for an hour while the bus was on cruise control! Baahahahahahha!"

WILD fail DILD to DEILD *LUCID*
So my alarm goes off and I am too tired to get up. I lay there fall asleep for about 30min and then wake up and go ok I won't really WBTB but I can try to WILD anyway.Maybe this time I will need a mantra since I am so tired. I repeat "awareness" twice and lose awareness. LOL
I have a FA where I am lying in bed. I am holding an eraser. I just bought two black pearls the other day and it feels like that. Then it is really thin and I get mad at the girls for using it so much. I bought that stuff so I could sketch once in awhile. I get up and go to the kitchen table where they left thier black pearl. I switch them out and go back to the bedroom. (It's odd. There wasn't much visual. Mostly physical sensation. Like moving in the dark.)I decide to I need to pee. So I am standing there peeing when I dawns on me that I haven't really woken up and this is a dream! Bam! I wake up.

DIELD Blind *LUCID*
OK no big deal. I will just lie here not moving. Clear my mind like in meditation and relax.

SP sets in. I start to get excited but I tell myself to be calm. Meditate. After I chill I think about the next step. I know I am paralyzed but I worry risking trying to move. I do it anyway. I force myself to sit up. I feel my dream body rise and then slam back into SP. This time I just imagine my feet rising in the air like I did yesterday. Then imagine them slowly moving over the side of the bed to the floor. I wait until I can feel a dull pressure from the floor touching my feet. Then I just straiten the rest of my body. I move like a wet noodle until I am standing. My eyes are still closed. I can feel my real eyes still and dont want to rish opening them yet. I try to move on and forget like yesterday but I was still thinking about it.
Because I was thinking about forgetting about it, I was still thinking about it. So, the rest of the dream is all blind and mostly tactile sensations and sound. Sill a very interesting experience.
So, I make my way out of the bedroom. I am pissed I can't see. I feel the wall until there is a light switch. I flip and for a split second I thought I could see. I try again and flip it back and forth. Nothing. I walk to the front door and feel like it bark my shin on something but it didn't hurt so I just ignore it somewhat annoyed. I hear my footstep lightly on the hardwood floor. I don't want to be loud and wake anyone up. I guess I just do this by habit. I unlock the deadbolt and open it and close it. I think the storm door was missing. I am amazed because all my sense of touch and hearing was so right on perfect. Now that I am outside, I really want to see. So, I risk opening my eyes, and what I see is my blurry bedroom ceiling. DAMN! I quickly close my eyes and try to DEILD back but I am too awake now

Drawing Attack
After some time I just want to sleep and don't care about WILD or DEILD. It's take some time to relax. So, I don't know if I was dreaming or just in a state of vivid HI for this one but I'll record it anyway.

I see a woman. She is pretty and smiling at me. I try to focus on her face and it goes blurry. I think she knows me. I wonder if I am remembering a past life in this dream. She wants me to come to her but I don't move.

I look at my hands and watch how distorted and odd they look. I wonder why I never think to do this in a dream. I continue to watch fascinated.

This is probably where the HI went to NLD
There is a pencil drawing on yellow paper. It looks like Poncho Villa. I focus on the face but it gets blurry like the lady did. Then the face come to life and Poncho Villa jumps out at me. I pick up a black pearl eraser. I, say "I've got an eraser. I will erase your ass!"
He runs and hides behind the bedroom door. I see him peeing around at me. I say something else to taunt him and I wake up.

8/12/12 -> WILD

Woke up around 4 am naturally, went on the computer for about 20 minutes. Started to feel pretty tired so I made my way back to bed.

Decided to put real effort into a WILD attempt. Felt my body go through SP followed by imagery. My transition this time was quite odd. As I went into my dream I experienced a feeling I could best describe as being dizzy. It seemed like my entire body was dizzy.

After a 15-20 second period experiencing this dizzy feeling I found myself with a full field of vision inside my bed. I rolled to my left off the bed and right where I was landing stood a dream character bright yellow and slightly shorter then my bed height. The DC looked very similar to this but wider.

I became startled, closed my eyes quickly and started rubbing my hands. The sensation of rubbing my hands was incredibly strong. It felt just like I was rubbing my hands with my eyes closed in reality. I knew I was still inside my dream and I continued rubbing them. I experienced the hand rubbing sensation for between 5-10 seconds and I felt the familiar feeling of my heart pounding and a familiar black backdrop. I knew I had failed in my dream stabilization and I was awake deep in SP.

I attempted DEILD but failed, shifted positions and attempted WILD a few more times and failed.

This was extremely disappointing. Put a great deal of effort into my first attempt, had a transition and forgot to stabilize my dream correctly.






Just wanted to update my DJ, I've been trying to have lucid dreams naturally with less effort. Here are two backlogged entries, they are not WILDs.




7/29/12 - DILD after failing to notice a WILD transition, first time being able to stabilize my dream after being 100% non lucid.

Quick update since my last post, I've had 3 lucid dreams that resulted in waking up immediately after becoming lucid. I have also been failing WILD a lot. Now to the dream.

I used WBTB at 3am after waking up naturally. Stayed up for over an hour and went back to bed when I began feeling tired. After laying down I attempted WILD in a very lazy manner. A lot of my WILD attempts lately lack persistence. This is due to the way I've successfully had transitions and a lack of effort on my part. Usually when I have transitions I have to 'float' my consciousness into a transition. I've been 'floating' a lot earlier then I normally did and as a result I usually fall asleep into a non lucid dream.

Last night, looking back I experienced a dream transition which I've never experienced before. Usually I have falling or rising sensations, last night however I had a transition which resembled a gunshot. It was very loud and quick. After the gunshot sound I fell into a normal dream. It was a very interesting dream which I decided to write in my dream journal after experiencing it. I began writing on what looked to be some kind of computer screen. I saved it three times and after saving the last one I read the dates and times on the first two, when I got to the third date it was very blurry and unreadable.

At this point I had a very strong realization that I was dreaming. I had a rush which in the past was accompanied by me waking up instantly. This time as I experienced the rush I focused on rolling my body. Rolling didn't seem to work and I was experiencing extreme vibrations that were similar to a dream transition. After my rolling didn't work I tried to rub my hands together and during this my vibrations continued and the hand rubbing still didn't seem to work. I again tried to roll and after rolling failed I switched back to hand rubbing a last time. This time it worked and my dream felt stable.

I closed my dream eyes, cleared my mind and slowly opened them not trying to influence my dream. I woke up inside a home with my girlfriend by my side. We were both naked and I decided to fly out of the room I was in. I flew up and without even thinking I went right through the roof into the clouds.

Shortly after my girlfriend appeared by my side again, she was flying by my side. I accelerated to a high speed. The clouds in my dream could not keep up with my pace and my field of vision was became pixelated. While flying I unintentionally switched my vision into some kind of targeting mode, every cloud had a label with a line attached with a single line description. They were blue and red in color.

After this I decided I wanted to land. I flew down and without thinking I was placed into my parents home with my girlfriend. We were in an embrace upon landing and as I realized where I was I decided to explore my surroundings. I jumped out the window and landed on the ground mid stride. I looked at the neighbors homes while running down the road. The all seemed to have accurate details.

As I reached the bend in the road there was a home with a massive deck that I didn't recognize. I walked up on the deck and found a door that was cracked open. I walked inside the door and found myself in a beautiful roman style home. There was very detailed marble and tile work in the massive foyer. There was a staircase that wound up in a very long half circle.

The handrails were very detailed carved wood. I walked up the steps and as I reached the top I found a doorway in front of me and I stepped inside. I was placed inside another beautiful room with similar style. The walls had very little drywall, most of the wall was covered in marble/tile work but the sections that were drywall were painted purple. Shortly after entering this room my dream ended and I found myself awake on my bed.


Notes: WBTB stayed up until I felt very tired then attempted WILD, had dream transition but failed to identify it. Earplugs, light canceling mask, no background noise.







8/10/12 - Lucid dream, became lucid without recalling any kind of realization or transition.

At roughly 3am I woke myself up in the middle of a dream after having an altercation with a dream character. Upon waking up I was groggy and my body felt extremely tired and heavy. I got up and went to the bathroom to get a glass of water. After drinking the water I laid down and fell asleep very quickly.

The lucid dream I had was very long and some of the details in the beginning of my dream became vague by the end but I can recall the main events that were happening. My dream recall started while I was in a very tall stone and mortar building. I was in a side room by myself with a hallway that had a jail cell door separating me from the main hall. Inside the room was a window that overlooked a vast desert mountain range. I recall thinking that the room was very high off the ground (10+ stories). As I came to grips with my surrounding I floated effortlessly through the jail cell door. The main hall had no roof and a large amount of workers inside it.
They all seemed to be working on the stone mortar joints. I flew around to the different people and talked to them but I do not recall what our conversations included. After carrying multiple conversations with the workers I went back to the room down the hall and looked out the window. After admiring the landscape, I flew out of the window and experienced extreme sensations through my body, it truly felt like I was flying. After a short flight I closed my eyes and thought about teleporting. I recall spinning for a long time.

The spinning sensation was very strong, the strongest I've ever felt and after opening my eyes I found myself outside of two homes with grass in-between. Most of my family was along my side and they were having conversations with each other. I asked them if they were in control of their dreams. They replied no and I began explaining how they were in my dream and they were free to do whatever they desired. They did not seem to grasp what I was explaining and I recall my grand mom asking my sister about what she was eating. My sister explained that one food in particular she stopped eating because she read it was harmful to baby development. They all seemed content talking amongst each other and I decided it was time for me to go. I told everyone I was going to leave and it was nice seeing them. Everyone huddled around me and I closed my eyes and teleported to a new room.

This room had royal purple walls with a white ceiling. There was a stained wood door and a card table with a computer in the room. The rest of the room was empty. I recall being disappointed but the PC in the room was startling me. As I looked at it, the pictures and words were incredibly clear and accurate. At this point I started to lose focus in my dream and felt my extreme level of awareness slowly decrease. After inspecting the computer for awhile I closed my eyes and tried to wake up.

As I opened my eyes I found myself in my room. I was very cold and my girlfriend had most of the blanket. I had a feeling that I was still in a dream but it was unclear. I stood up and walked into the bathroom and noticed water puddles on the floor. The feeling I had when I walked over the wet carpet didn't match the feelings from reality so I became increasingly suspicious. I asked my girlfriend to come look at the water. We went from the bathroom into the dogs room and there were puddles a couple inches deep throughout the room. While we were walking through the lights seemed to be dim and without any recollection of how it happened I had a flashlight in my hand. I clicked on the flashlight and we made our way up the attic.

As we walked through the attic I kept trying to turn on the lights and none of them were working. I thought we must have kicked a breaker. We continued to make our way through the attic and I noted there was no water on the floor. As we came to the end of the attic my girlfriend walked into strings that were hung from the ceiling. They were little pieces of garlic that had been cut in half and hung. She began panicking and I woke myself up.

After awaking I held my nose to confirm I had actually awaken in my bed and my girlfriend was awake. She had been having a nightmare and we discussed our dreams with each other.

Notes: Had a drink of alcohol before bed, went to bed at 11:30, woke up in the middle of dream naturally from occurrences in dream. Very groggy fell back asleep within 2 minutes of waking up. Dream lasted well over an hour.

This one was actually pretty fun... and yes, another semi-lucid. Alright so first I walked into this random western town and there was a bar but someone was standing in front of the door and blocking the way in. I didn't want trouble, of course, so i kinda walked around for a few seconds and then they moved out of the way. So I went inside the bar, and I saw the bar counter. (And this is probably the longest conversation I've ever had with a DC) So I walked up kinda slowly, and sat down on one of the stools. Then I asked for a coffee. The bartender asked me "What time did you wake up...?" And for some reason, instead of saying the time of day, I said the year. I said "...Two thousand and thirteen." (Which is weird since it obviously isn't 2013 yet.) Hahahah. The look on his face was priceless xD. I don't remember the whole conversation exactly, but I began to tell him about how I was from the future. Then we heard that there was an angry mob approaching the bar, so I ran outside, with the bartender and some other person following me. I then began to kind of squeeze between 2 buildings to get behind them and run away, although it was taking longer than it should have. After I got behind the buildings, The bartender and other guy somehow got ahead of me. For some reason, it was becoming difficult for me to run properly. I was really slow for some reason. So the dream ended with the three of us just running away from the angry mob.

I was laying in bed something that happened before was weird so I did a RC my hand started glowing and It worked I got up and my room was bigger than usule and everything but my bed was gone then I said “THIS IS MY DREAM AND I AM IN CONTROL” I looked at my hands a said focus now but it just got blurry took a step or two and the panels of my wood floor fell in I fell to the floor it was gray with more light than my room when I hit it I woke up.

Anyway, I was taking a nap on my bed when I had a dream about being in some city doing something... (thought I can't remember what.) All I can gather is that I was near some building made of bricks. I woke up with SP, and I couldn't move. Instead of waiting until it wore off, I decided I would just go back into my dream and try to become lucid.

It worked. I re-entered the dream lucid. I did a RC just to double check (nose plug) and sure enough, air went through my nostrils. All I can remember is that I started running, running at high speeds, having a blast. I repeated to my self several times, "This is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream!" as I ran. If I were to rate my awareness level, I would put it at a VERY unstable 7/10. Unfortunately... it was very VERY short lived.

I lost ludicity. Next thing I can remember is.... that I was in this... weird... hospital place. For some reason, my therapist was my Doctor... and he told me I had Syphilis. He told me that I had to age 38 to live. My mom was there with me, and she was angry at me for getting syphilis. What happened next is kinda fuzzy... but what I DO remember is that I was in this sort of... wooden tree-house-shack thingy majig. It was a bit hot (I didn't actually feel it... but... actually, how did I know it was hot?) and it was full of kids who I went to school with. They all seemed to have the same thing I had, syphilis. I think I talked to some of them about something... but I don't remember what. Anyway, I climbed down out of the tree-house, and discovered I was in some sort of plaza like area, the hospital on one side, a pharmacy on the other, a random building at another, and the street at the final side. I walked back into the hospital a few times, and checked out the pharmacy roof-top a bit (I don't know how I got there), which soon after, I woke up in SP once more. However, instead of trying to go back into a dream, I decided I should wake-up.

Spoiler for dream plot:

A dream that is somewhat sims 3 themed. The dream involves me datting my brother and trying to have sex with Phillip my real life abuser. This then continues to a strange competition where we are trying to best each other in sex. As well as a real life dream sex show.

Comeing soon.

There was the first of september and kids went to school first time, and my son too, but kids had no toy balloons and there were not flowers - i remembered that the first of september would be in 3 weeks, so its a dream. I took my dream journal and pen from the poket and wrote two lines about real life, flew a bit and awoke. But i absolutelly don't remember WHAT i wrote in DJ((((

Bedtime about 10:30PM WBTB natural no alarm 5:00AM sleep 5:30AM-8:15AM
LUCIDITY in red

At a church function potluck with mom and younger sis. The chruch was odd like a big confusing house. My mom found some lockers with a bunch of locks. You chose a locker and there are locks with keys available. Some with combinations. She chose a combination and tore the combination sticker off. She put her purse in. For some reason I have my laptop in its bag. I feel the strap on my right shoulder. There is confusion here and I can't seem to figure out what I am doing. I notice poster on the wall and some kids playing near by. I see them in peripherals only. I slap the poster and it makes a realistic noise. I feel a hole in the wall behind it. I pull the green thumb tack and look. It looks like a little geocache hidden in the wall. I decide to leave it alone and replace the thumb tack. I walk into the dining area and find my mom and sis. Mom waves at me. I now have this giant white down jacket. I don't know were to put it. I start to just throw it on an end table but Mom points and says, "There is a place over there."

I turn around. I see my dead grandmother (nanny) standing with the crowd but facing me. I was so focused on putting my jacket up that I almost walked past her. What made me do a double take was the fact she was wearing a crazy Lacy bright white dress. She looks ghostly. I thought maybe she is a ghost.

I don't know when it dawned on me I was dreaming. There was no ah ha moment. No excitement. I was just shocked to see her standing there. I remembered the last lucid several years ago right after she and papa died. I got to say goodbye and it was a profound experience, real or not. So I take advantage of the moment. I slowly walk to her and hug her. I am shocked that I could physicaly feel pressure against me. I say, "Oh! Grandma, you are here." I kiss her on the mouth. Unusual but not sexual. Still hugging her I say, "I'm sorry you died."
Her reply was giggerish. I said, "what?" Gibberish. "What?" I speak louder this time. More gibberish but she seems like she is trying so hard. I got the general idea of her saying comforting things. Then it all fades to black.

When I find myself back in bed. I Don't move I don't open my eyes. I Don't even think. I just stay in a clear and relaxed meditative state. I feel a very slight twinge of SP. Then floating. I feel my right leg float up. I almost woke at this. I stay very calm. There is no excitement only observation and curiosity. I thought about my previous SP transitions. So I let my leg float. Then I visualize or imagine my right leg joining. I am nearly standing on my head in bed. There is no feeling of gravity. I think about the floor touching my feet. That seems to help. I feel my legs flip over the side of the bed. My head is still attached to the pillow and arms feel pinned. The moment my feet touch the floor I force myself stand up straight. Yes! I am happy that I transitioned. I realize FA was not an issue. I notice my eyes are still closed so I slowly open. No stop. I feel my real eyes slightly part and see unfocused ceiling of my room. I think, "Ok fine. I can just do this blind until I can see." I feel along the wall and open the door. And see the dining room. I guess forgetting about the vision problem made it go away. I see water dribbled in a trail from the kitchen through the dining room into living room. I wonder what the kids had done. I figure they must be up already. Then I realize it doesn't matter because I have dreaming. I had no real plan so I just walk outside naked. I enjoy the full unrestrained freedom of my LD and started running down my sidewalk. I feel a little modest now. I look down to see if I am really naked. I sure felt naked. I saw my bare skin but I thought I saw underwear. For some reason I had a huge pregnant belly like my wife. "Whatever". I feel my crotch and there is fabric. Also the whole time I have a piece of the comforter blanket from the bed around my neck and flowing behind me like a cap. I looked around briefly and was a little surprised how acturate my mind was being. The neighborhood looks almost perfect to RL but everything had a slight tinge of red color. I noticed a strange Doberman tied to a tree across the street. It was grey with glowing eyes. "Ah there's it is." I am happy to have some reasureance that it was a dream. I was starting to think I was going to have to apologize to the neighbors for "sleep walking" naked. I continue my run down the street as the world fades to black.

I think about trying deild but I was pleased with myself. I felt I passed a milestone with transitioning and was distracted by memory of my nanny.

Fragment
My unborn son. Wife holding him. Me starring at his face for the first time. He has his mother's eyes. Reddish hair. And my mouth and chin. I reach out to hold him full of pride and happiness.

This dream was actually pretty awesome. First of all, sometime in the beginning of the dream, I had gotten a handgun. It was really shiny. Almost chrome. I was in my high school, and I went into the gym and there was an assembly. We were all watching a movie. Then I got the attention of one of my friends and showed him the gun and he was like "Damn... o.o" And then I showed another friend, (and keep in mind, we're sitting on the gym floor), and he said "Ummm.... You should put that away..." As I was about to, someone kind of far away brought out a gun to show us, and lifted it right into the air while they were sitting down. I gave them a thumbs up, and they threw the gun to me and I caught it, but then I noticed someone out of the corner of my right eye, and tossed the gun to my friend (The second one I mentioned), and he caught it.The person I noticed out of the corner of my eye turned out to be a police officer. O_O All the while, I was trying to put my handgun away, but it was in plain sight. The officer saw my friend with the gun in his hand that I tossed to him (which kind of looked like a rifle or shotgun) and he took his nightstick and basically just bonked him on the head with it. It didn't seem like he hit him hard but it knocked him out. The officer then said something like "No more of that." and then kind of started to report the incident to everyone out loud. "We discovered an entirely different weapon on top." (meaning my gun) But before he could knock me out with the nightstick, I woke up. Kind of felt like I commanded myself to wake up too. Almost like I was lucid at the very end of the dream. What I find strange is that.... The officer's voice... I don't even know that voice... It's said that in dreams, everyone we see is someone we know or have seen one time or another... The officer... I swear I've never seen or heard this guy before until this dream. When I woke up though, I started looking for my gun for some reason. ...lol ...So yeah, once again, another semi-lucid dream. I'm having a lot of these now. Perhaps it means I'm close to becoming regularly lucid?

I was at some family function with my father and sister. Maybe golf, something about a wedding. Then I was in a car, discussing banks and the price of food with my family. My dad expressed that he was tired.

The dream jumps to a house. My sister and I hear that our father just had a baby. We're extremely confused, and discuss the possibilities: perhaps our mother had had a female ejaculation, and the egg happened to land in his penis? There was an image with that too. That was a very strange image. My dad came out of his bedroom and explained to us that he did not give birth to a baby. He merely found the baby in a plastic bag. My grandmother laments over the fact that the baby is not European.

My sister and I talk in the second floor hallway, and then we hear someone talking on the first floor. It was a woman, and she seemed to be talking on a cell phone, describing how she had just broken into our house. My sister and I exchanged glances and fled into our respective bedrooms and locking the doors, hoping she'd choose to leave.

I decided to take a shower. I walked into the bathroom and started talking to a friend of mine. I suddenly realized that the baby thing was really ridiculous. I think there was a second thing that tipped me off, but I don't remember.

I performed the nose plug and became lucid. I stared at my hands very briefly, and then quickly remembered that I wanted to try CALD. There was a girl in front of me. I called out to her, "Sith!" I might have been floating, I remember reaching my arm out to her.

I woke up. I suspect I either became lucid at the end of my REM cycle, or I got too excited.

8-10-2012
It was a fitful night of sleep but a very productive one.

Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 over most of dream
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
D1 First Job
There was a lot of chaotic dream imagery going on in my childhood home. By the end of it, I remember a replay of the day I went off to my first real job. It didn’t really happen like the dream, this was as if it was being reacted again. From what little I remember of the day, this dream’s reenactment had a lot more upbeat-ness to it than the real event. There were other people there as well that were not there in real life but the real participants didn’t interact with them almost as if they were extras just there to fill in the background. The overall feeling was that my mom and I were so glad that I was finally going off to a real job; we were almost giddy with happiness. I’ve been working since I was 16 and was never giddy to start any job.

Notes: I see this as my subconscious putting on a play on this subject. My subconscious’ retelling of the event is an interesting take and one that makes me focus on my own possibly dower mindset and questioning the amount I worry. I guess that time should have been a giddy one being as big as it was but why it wasn’t is now something to think about.

Awake, I tossed off the covers I was way too hot.

Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 over most of dream
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
D2 Necromancing
Again, a lot of chaotic dream happenstances going on in dry outside “scrub” areas.
I am flying around a lot in a California area. I see a nice California suburb and a nice house on a hilly street and fly in only to see the family right there behind the door and they are up to something. They are all (father/mother/20+son/16+daughter) going to rollerblade out the front door, down the street and down a very very steep street to the bottom of the hilly area where a train track was; it looked deadly but they were very happy and getting ready to go.

As I looked down where they would go my attention followed and I was now looking at another typical California house but not in a comfortable suburb and more on its own and with large succulents growing in the front yard made of rocks and sand. This house had a retention pond next to it filled with green water. There was a road in front of the house and in the road was a dead cat with dried blood and body fluids staining the road.
Thinking about the cat gave me a higher level of lucidity and I commanded, “back to life and all [internal] parts back the way they were” and I made a gesture with my hand to push life energy out toward and into it. Nothing happened. Still I sat waiting. Then it moved, the mound of fur got up off the blood stained area and I could see the cat’s face and its legs clearly. It staggered slightly as if it had woken from anesthesia or something, down toward the retention pond where it took a good drink. Afterward the reanimated cat walked off to my left toward the house still groggy but seemingly perfectly fine. I was happy that I had found a new dream power.

While awake I pulled up the covers being way too cold. I tried to remember the alive cat.

Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 over most of dream
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
D3 Father in the lot
There was more chaotic activity and I flew around but I came to a vacant lot that seemed to be somewhere in a central North Carolina area with that red soil. For some reason I was looking for a link to the real physical world from here in the dream world and I thought I could find it here. I looked over the lot, there were a lot of people here milling around and I asked them but they had no idea what I was talking about. I circled the lot from the road front to the back and then back up to the road front finding nothing.
I was pretty lucid at this point and noticed dreamers popping into this area either from other dreams or from just falling asleep, it was an interesting area, especially for a weeded empty lot.
Then someone popped in that looked like my father when he was in his 20’s. I was a bit shocked thinking if that was really him. He stood there looking off into the distance smoking a cigarette with a lot of attitude like they used to in those old movies. I fully realized he could look however he felt, this is the dream world. I walked past him looking. Then he turned to me, I saw it really was him and we both hugged. Then I said “So, Welcome to North Carolina” and as I put my hands out encompassing the dry dirty red soiled vacant lot and street, a boy popped in right to my right with a look of complete surprise. I was annoyed with this dreamer getting in my way and pushed him out of my way with my arm. In hindsight I remember this boy back from a dream I had of looking in a mirror and I was he, a towheaded 10-year-old chubby white boy with a crew cut. I ignored the boy and walked back to the back of the lot with my father following, he was more concerned with how he felt than anything anyone else was doing. I asked a dreamer that looked like he knew something where this was but he just looked at me for a second then looked back at the rusted stove he was wresting with, with some other guys.

I wandered around and found my way inside a department store inside an open-air mall. I was still trying to find a connection between here in the dream world and the physical world and was very aware of the dreaming world’s rules. While wandering around this place I rhetorically asked a three foot tall impressionistic statue of a T-Rex “where is this place” and it started to come to life, which shocked me! This small yellow metal impression of a T-Rex had been given some of my life by me asking it something, by my giving it my attention and this I felt sorry for since it was barely a T-Rex or anything, it was bad art that would have a life like that so I foolishly as a reflex said to it “oh sorry” which only served to give it more life! It then jumped off the shelf it was on and down to the floor very alive and becoming more so. It looked up at me like it was speaking but I heard nothing. This was uncomfortable and felt sorry for it so I walked past it to take my attention from it so it could go wherever such unintended creations went.

I saw a sales girl behind the makeup counter and asked her my now constant question but more pointedly so that she knew what I was talking about, “where is a point of reference between the physical world and this one?” She looked at me with a sarcastic look of “are you nuts?”
Then I see one of those cash register laser guns red lights and think that maybe the point of a common link between the two worlds is not a thing but an energy, maybe the photons can be that link.

I woke up and was still too cold and now ached too, I felt like I had been on my back for hours.

7-31-2012
My goal of controlling the theme of the dream was surprisingly easy. Getting into a feeling that I expect the dreams to come to be in has been so easy even that it is now hard not to do. This has given me a lot of control over the dream world even if I am nowhere near lucid. With new power there are new problems namely what controls the controller. I control the theme of the dream but those feelings I use to control the dreams sometimes come from the night’s influential dreams and not what I wanted. This has given me whole nights of dreams with all the same feel to them; this is actually kind of tiring and boring. I need to work on creating feelings independent of any influences upon me.

Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
D1 Enchanted cottage

I was wandering around an elementary school wondering why I was there and what I was supposed to do. Eventually I got fed up and found the exit. Just before the doors I stood looking around to see if there was anything I could do. I didn't see anything worth doing just kids walking around and administrators directing the kid’s traffic, so I decided to teleport (tp) somewhere. I thought it would be strange for people to see me tp so I walked outside to look for a secluded spot to tp in.
Outside I saw an ornate manhole cover and thought that would be a good spot to tp on. Standing on it though opened up a passage to another dream world, an enchanted forest. Within arm's reach was a large heavy old dark wooden door with ornate patterns similar to the manhole cover but more so. Entering I saw it was like a cottage/club house with 2 young twenty-something women sitting on the floor. I went over to them and saw they were rolling dice and small bones and other things on the circular rug on the floor. I walked onto the rug with them and they were totally accepting of my presence there so I moved some of the clutter away to make room to sit down with them.

Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 over most of dream
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
D2 Phone Call from Subconscious
I'm wandering around another elementary school wondering why I'm there and what I'm supposed to be doing. I look for the exit a lot sooner this time. Outside I think about finding my car but I can't see all of them from the entrance so I fly up to get an overview. Looking down at all the similar looking cars I realise this task is futile and so is my flying here. Slowly I descend. Apparently the school is on beach land and the school is surounded by that pine shrubbery which I then descend into. I feel the hurts of lowwering into this scrub but the pain is not painful. I say "That's one of the perils of flying, landing" as I walk out of the scrub area.
One of the librarian types I saw inside the school is standing there telling me she had something for me to do inside if I was up to it. I said I was and followed her back to the school but just before I got inside I heard a phone ringing. I stopped and checked my pocket and there was a phone unlike my real phone, I was surprised. Pulling it out I realized it was not mine at all but it was still ringing so I opened it. It had tiny instruction card adhered to it and those clear fake display stickers that are on new phones, it was brand new. Curious I said my "hello" into the phone in a unsure high-pitched voice. "Are you a kid?" I heard the unknown caller say and replied with my name but I heard nothing so I spoke again and louder. I did this a few more times till I was yelling into the phone hoping the person on the other side could hear me. By now I had walked behind the woman into the library and went over to her at a table where she was making something with construction papers of different colors.