lucid

At the start of the dream I was entering a train, there was this old man saying something about my family name and a (not actually existent) precursor. Somewhere along these lines I got lucid but the man was tempting me to fall back into the story of the dream, but I kind of refused and started to think what I wanted to do now, due to me having a false awakening without success though.

I was in the back of a car, it was night and my mother was driving. She had some problems with the keys and we weren't exactly driving safe but otherwise nothing happened until I woke up.

Spoiler for Improvement Notes:

Resisted falling back into the dream - good
Tried to think of what to do but didn't manage to do it - somewhat bad
Suddenly having a false awakening due to not stabilizing (as well as the "to be removed" schema of having to stabilize) - bad
Didn't catch up to the false awakening - very bad

Dark Market

[I had this dream somewhere early during the night, around 3AM i think, possibly in my first REM cycle, so it didn't last long and was kinda dark]

I was in a supermarket of some kind with my mom, she was checking the shelves for groceries. It was really dark in the market, which is really unusual since they always keep the lights on, even at night. So i decided to check reality by hiding behind a counter, then looking back at my mom and imagining that she will be at a different place. [I hope it makes sense].
When i looked at her, she was suddenly much further than before, it would've been impossible for her to get there that fast, so i got lucid thanks to this.

It was so dark in the market that i didn't see much. I wanted to get out of there, so i started hovering in the air and i flew fast towards some tall shelves. I flew through it, but i just got to another row of shelves in the market. I kept on flying through these, but i always got back to these same looking rows. I felt like i was trapped in there... Soon i woke up...

[I couldn't do much other than this, probably since it was just my first REM cycle my control wasn't that good yet or something like that...]



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Underground Fish People

[This is a dream from around 6-7AM, but i'm not exactly sure]
[In this dream i totally forgot that i wanted to meet up with Dreamprofessor, so i was mostly just following the "story" of the dream, so i didn't really change things...]

I was in a supermarket again in the beginning of this dream, althrough it was well lit and a lot of people were walking around. Someone asked me to give her a box of butter from the shelves and i couldn't see who asked me to do it, like that person was invisible... so it got kinda suspicious and i got lucid.

Suddenly my environment "shifted" around me and i found myself somewhere underground in a cave like place. I noticed lots of fish people living their life down there and i also got turned into one of them.

They looked similar to Fizz from LoL.

It was a kinda weird feeling, since i didn't turn myself into a fish person intentionally.
For some reason i've got a feeling that if some of them notices me then they'll try to attack me, so i decided to keep low profile and try to sneak around them.
The cave had a really tall ceiling and there were huge square shaped hills made of clay everywhere... most of these hills had little windows, they probably served as houses.

I carefully climbed down from the clay house that i was standing on. I hopped into the water and looked around. A lot of fish people were swimming in the water instead of walking on the clay hills, so i decided to try and sneak around them on top of a long clay hill.
I jumped high in the air and landed on top of it. I've got a feeling that they'll easily notice me up there, so i turned invisible. As i was advancing, sometimes invisibility has just ended, so i had to renew it.
After a while i noticed that this invisibility is not gonna stay for long, so i decided to turn into a shadow instead. I literally turned into one, i had no body, i was just "sliding" on the ground like a normal shadow.
[I felt like it was the best camouflage i could think of].

Or at least i thought so, until i almost got to the end of the clay hill. I heard a loud voice of a fish king, i didn't see him anywhere, but i just knew it that it was their king. I got scared and turned back into my fish body from this shadow form. I started running towards the end of the hill, when i noticed a huge whirlpool at the water. I just knew it that the king must be there, so i wanted to get out of this place as fast i could... well the king thought differently. I got pushed into the water by some huge water hands or something like that. [I don't remember exactly what did it].

I found myself underwater and noticed a huge fish monster in front of me. It had tentacles coming out of it's body, had a huge shark-like face and it's body was covered in coral all around.
It let out huge roars like he didn't like that i was an intruder.
I started swimming in circles around it, thinking about how to defeat him... I suddenly got a harpoon in my hands while thinking this, but i couldn't get close to him as those tentacles were waving in all directions.
It started blowing bubbles towards me... They seemed harmless, but i dodged them just in case.

He got even mad because of his missed bubbles and started blowing more and more towards me, but i just kept dodging them, while the water was shaking more and more violently.
I was just about to dive in and finish him off with my harpoon, but then suddenly everything got black... I don't remember what happened after this, i think i lost lucidity fully.

[I don't really remember when did i wake up from this dream.. probably it transitioned into another one...]
[Too bad i couldn't finish off the fish monster, it could've been an interesting fight... :/]

I had two fragments this morning. I'm amazed I remember them.


Dream 1 - I'm sitting in a room with a box, similar to a Jack-In-The-Box but less interesting. It has some odd decorative shapes on the sides so I can only assume it's a toy. The box sits on a plain table.

The table sits in a plain room, perhaps 8 feet on a side, and one wall has a window set in it. The window is covered by a blind which blocks any view to the other side of the window.

Out of the box pops a purple monkey wearing a hat. It's not actually part of the toy but seemingly sitting on top of the box. It waves around like a toy but I know I would never buy it. The monkey talks to me and I talk back but I have no recall of what is said.

And I wake up.


Dream 2 - I'm walking along a hike-and-bike trail and the most fascinating thing for my attention is the asphalt. Usually the trails around here are crushed granite but this one is paved, and I'm lucid enough to not only know I'm dreaming but enthralled by the detail in the pavement.

A runner comes by, one of the many who runs this path, and as his foot passes in front of me a spray of dirt is lifted into the air. Time slows down and I can examine each particle of dirt as it floats in front of me, tumbling in slow-motion at a pace slow enough to reach out and touch it. I can't believe no one else but me notices this, but I really don't care. It's incredible, like having a nature show in my mind.

I think to myself, "I love slow-motion."

And I wake up.

5-25-12 (non-lucid/lucid): I was in a huge building, with rows of benches and some tables and it was just crowded with people. I walked around, trying to recognize anyone. I couldn't. Then I soon heard a noise coming from the back of the building. I looked behind me and saw the back door jolt and dent and it soon fell off the hinges and a person walked through. It was a very pale woman with glowing white eyes, long black hair and wearing a long white dress. While everyone stared at the intruder she calmly walked around the building and her eyes started glowing red. The room grew darker and the lights flickered for a brief moment. I don’t remember much of the next part. Just running towards the entrance of the building; people chasing me (apparently they had been brainwashed.) I got to the entrance, but I didn’t get out. I remember getting caught and everything getting dark and someone grasping my hand in the darkness. A figure appeared from the void. That figure just happened to be my DG Rajin. I realized I was dreaming, and we ran through the darkness. The building appeared again, this time we were on the outside. I walked up to the front of it, nodded to Rajin and thanked him. I became Lilith again. My dark brown hair got longer and turned to white. A breeze picked up, and my hair blew around my face and I calmly walked inside the building. I said to myself as a bit of motivation: “I have infinite power here. I can do anything.” So I decided to act like a total badass. I yelled at the top of my lungs, power flowing through my words “Where is T.!” The whole room echoed with my voice and the people there turned around and looked at me and ran right at me. I gathered power as the people came at me and I thrust my arms out, fingers extended and red energy flowed out of my fingertips and they stopped. I walked towards the back door, my focus wavered and yet again, I was running. So I got through the door and shut it. I turned around and walked down a hallway. Going further and further I eventually lost lucidity and I walked into a town, which looked medieval. Dirt roads, the people walking around in the town were dressed according to that time period. I don’t remember much of what I did there. I do remember that I walked through the muddy roads through the town square, but that’s about it.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes


Got it? Great! Now enjoy reading my dreams.



Dream #1 The Golden Oracle.

Spoiler for Theme Of The Dream:

Im walking down a dirt rocky trail like the one in the picture. I see two huge statues, and begin walking closer towards them stopping right at the middle. The one on the left says to me...

"Is your heart as pure as gold?"

"Well i am certainly not perfect, but i would say so yes."

"You can pass on one condition."

"Yea what is it?"

"You must glow the colour gold before passing thru here."



"Uh...glow gold uh?"

I start trying to focus my mind on glowing the colour gold and end up just feeling my vibrational energy.

"I can't do it on command though!"

(One on the right talking)

"Then you cannot pass thru here. Only the one who's heart is pure and full of gold."

I start thinking hard about how i am able to pass thru the middle i try to walk closer, but they warn me that i will most certainly perish if i do so.
I try and focus my energy again on glowing gold, still nothing. I finally ask them where is this place located, and how can i return here?

(They both say)

"We are where you are. In the alternate world that you have created for us."

Wait a minute...it hits me, and i realize that this is a dream. I start glowing gold and tell them i am the master of this world!



I tell them..

"Whoever wishes to fight me, must be at the highest level of their being. And their aura must be full of gold. Let no man or woman pass thru here, unless those requirments are met."

(Both of them talking)




"As you wish Master."

I walk thru and feel the dream closing in on me and i wake up.



4:30 - 4:45 am. Did plenty of subconscious training, and went back to sleep.



Dream #2 Me and Littlezoe arranging our next meeting.

Im walking thru a huge forest just like the one in the picture. You can hear birds chirping and singing, and even certain animals in the forest too. I hear someone whistling in the distance, i look around but see no one. All of a sudden i spot a girl who looked to be in her late teens or early twenties. She was sitting atop a tall tree, on a branch. She seem familiar, but i still can't quite make her out. Her eyes were colourful and brown from the sun, She had long jet black hair, and fair complexioned. She wore a Blue short sleeve t shirt, and some black pants with some white sneakers.

I begin asking her why she is whistling, she says to me..

"Im trying to call the hawk to me."

"Hmm, the hawk uh? Certainly the hawk must be your guide if you are seeking for him or her."

We begin talking more about animals, and spiritual stuff. We start jumping around thru the trees, leaping higher and higher in the air. I become lucid, and notice that...its Littlezoe!

I tell her does she know how to shapeshift yet, and we both jump down from the trees, and start running. I feel myself shapeshifting into a wolf, i noticed that Zoe shapeshifted into a wolf too. We start running thru the huge forest leaping thru bushes and just chasing eachother thru the huge forest. We end up back at this house, and are seated in a room.

We start talking about our next meeting and how we plan on finding Lucy together.
The dream fades and i wake up.

First LD night in a long time. I guess this was the reason I had so many vivid dreams.

So I finally got to meet the big monster – sleep paralysis. Everyone’s been warning me about it and I kept laughing and saying there’s no such thing. Well, woke up at 5 for a WILD, you know the drill… Spent like half an hour motionlessly in bed, it wasn’t really pleasant cause I was in-between worlds, and wasn’t quite sure if this was a dream, let alone a lucid one…

All of a sudden a horrifying noise pours over me – I wasn’t sure if it was an earthquake, flooding water, a gate slamming or a coffin closing. Then I felt something covering me, like a blanket (or even earth?) – I was positive my roommate was in the room covering me with a blanket. It felt like being buried alive, literally. Psycho. And it was so real. But it was a really interesting experience, I would do it again!

Anyway, I was able to turn on the other side and the fun began. Almost all of my LDs are WILDs, so I looooove the moment I am finally in the dream world – the moment I look at my hands and the world around me and I’m sooo happy: I’m there! I’m finally there!

1. I’m in a park or something. I see a bar near the park and I go in. People on the stairs look at me as if I’m not allowed to enter but I’m able to control them with my hands – I make a magical gesture and they let me in. I pick a blond guy on the stairs, make a gesture and he comes with me. (He wasn’t even my type, really weird.) I’m holding his hand and the rest of my body is floating in the air like a balloon he’s holding. We make out, I wake up in the middle of it, haha, figures.

I loved this one:

2. I’m in the street in front of my house. The atmosphere is haunting, yet beautiful and peaceful. It’s been raining, everything is wet, the trees have an emerald glow, the sunlight is really warm, almost sepia, and gives the dream a retro feel. There is an old lady next to me and I’m positive she’s a dream guide. I ask her about her name, she says something like Nevi…

A boy is jumping around, trying to talk to me but I want to talk to my dream guide. She points to my house which looks really old and deserted. The windows in the brick wall are broken. I see a white bride in one of the windows – her hair is in a really tight bun. She is beautiful.

She starts stretching her hands and her whole body out the window and starts crawling like a spider on the red brick wall. Then I look at the other two windows and I see some album covers which come to life and start crawling on the wall too.

None of this scares me, I find it fascinating and keep saying to myself: This is just like a Lynch movie, oh my God, this is so Lynch!

Then I saw lots of bicycles right next to us on the street and asked the lady if she wanted to take a ride. She said OK and all three of us – me, her and the boy got on the bicycles. I tried to pedal but I couldn’t, but was able to ride effortlessly without pedaling.

3. I’m at a fruit and vegetable market, and I want to buy some cherries. However, they don’t look ripe enough to me, and I try to make a magic spell to make them darker. I couldn’t do it but the cherries turned into cherry-formed strawberries.

All of a sudden Sri Sri Ravi Shankar (a spiritual teacher) appears and starts giving out orders because all the food has to be donated to the poor. I keep trying to transform the cherries when the place transforms into a kitchen and a heroin chic girl walks in. She has a hole in her shirt and kind of runs her hand under the shirt and into the hole, so that it appears in front of her face.
I find this really sexy so I start undressing her. I notice she’s incredibly skinny, almost anorexic. She has a big black tattoo on her tummy – 5 rows of text in hieroglyphs. And, as usual, I wake up.

4. It’s just a dream fragment – a deaf and blind girl was singing in front of a choir – her voice was beautiful, and I was amazed how a deaf girl can sing like that.

5. I think I had a musical dream – I kept hearing this crazy composition with Sting’s voice and Bulgarian female choirs, it was amazing but for the life of me I can’t remember it.

6. The last dream was not lucid – I called a friend of mine and told him about the bride dream – it was a really vivid and detailed description, haha, almost the same as the one I just wrote. I basically wrote it in my dream.

Friday 5/19/12 Bed 1am GM4, Ch600, GPC300 at 5:17am
WBTB 5;17 - 5:30
WILD at 7:45am, 20 min long
First 10 min my dream has a SOUNDTRACK. Some great song, I'm happy. Occasionally, I hear a radio stations call sign with their jingle - it's RADIO TEXAS. rofl
Starts with a flyby over a field that looks like gets lots of rain, or fog, because the ground covered by woodchips is pretty wet. People are walking away. I walk with them. Lady in her 30-40', short blond hair, pleasant smile turns to me.[Now I think, this was the actual entry point - I said "I am there"] This place repeats itself later on which makes me as a question in the dream, if this is maybe one of my past lives.
My flight continues through a hallway. I look down and before I see them, I think there is a funeral procession and what do you know. That's what walks through the door right beneath me. [I have noticed this in other dreams also - sometimes things happen, only because I think it will happen. It's good to keep it in mind]
When I see this, I panic and loose all my powers (not that I had any before, but now I know, that I don't have any). I try to desperately go through the wall, but all I can do is claw on it and climb.
I come to the playground and decide to liberate a lunch box from top of the pole, that some bullies hung up there.
There is a lady pushing a disabled child in a stroller up the stairs, I help her.
Change of dreamscape>>
Now I'm in a city in daytime. There are tall buildings in a distance, I'm on some kind of a city square or park. There is a booth with a lady and some kids. I stop by and ask why is a girl crying. I learn, that she is about to get punished. I plead with the lady not to do that and finally offer to take girl's punishment on me. A guy is practicing with long and skinny stick.
I keep walking/flying by a huge, beautiful black, shiny, like from glass made building. There are some fighter jets nearby and I decide I can't pass up this opportunity and climb into one of them. I realize I won't be able to fly it, so I just drive on the road. heh
I drive back towards where I came from. There is a replica of Earth hanging in the skies, that looks like a school project of a 5th grader. I see continents and decide this is a great way to visit Africa.
Just before the fighter jets I stabilized by looking at my hands for a long time. At some point I tried to throw fireballs, no success. Also tried SSILD that night.

Monday 5/7/12 Bed 11pm
I practice stabilizing by crawling on my floor and yelling stabilize!
DR 3:03am
I walk out of my house at 3am. It's a nice SoCal neighborhood, with terracotta colored houses, front lawns with grass and flowers and driveways. I think it's a cul-de-sac.
I know, my neighbor plays his bagpipes every morning outside and I can hear him play. I see him from corner of my eye in his scottish uniform. It's dark outside, he stands in a shadow, but I can make him out. He stops playing in surprise to someone out at that early hour. As I'm coming back to the house, I see a dog on a leash. The person holding him is behind a wall. It's my friend O. I want to walk by unnoticed, but I know that wouldn't be nice. She is with her hubby. We start talking about a new TV show that's about old communist era.
WBTB 3:03-3:34

GM4mg+Choline300mg+Alpha GPC 300mg at 3:26am. Additional CH-7:20am
WILD after 5am 10 min long

There are 2 moons. I eat an eskimo pie - tastes pretty good. Firefighters are in front of a building. I fly over a patio with lots of people eating dinner - it's a medical conference.
I remember rolling out, stabilizing, spinning, first time ever - I looked at my dream body. In some building, there is a door but I don't like it.

Lucid Fragment [DILD]

"In a mall, N, melanieb, flying through holes in a wall and a hallway, possession."

Yeah, so basically all I remember about this dream is what I have there. I became lucid, I flew, I possessed someone, and melanieb was there.... Damn you, memory!

Sigh. I'm pretty sure it was fairly in-depth, too.

Well, I have woken up from a dream in my bed. Everything looks pretty odd. I thought I was having a false awakening at first. So I had my eyes closed for a few minutes to see if I was awake or dreaming. I closed my eyes and I did the nose plug reality check. The reality check worked, so I knew I was dreaming. But I wasn't aware I was dreaming so I did it AGAIN and I noticed I was dreaming the second time. When I did the reality check the second time the reality check failed but when I did it the first time it worked so I had a hitch I was dreaming. I did it a third time and it worked so I realize I was dreaming. So I began to stabilize the dream.

Then the next thing you know, suddenly I was too scared to get up out of bed when I stabilized the dream because I have had bad experiences with dream characters in the past. I just got some confidence in me and I got out of bed and began to walk out of the house. I heard my brothers voice and he was yelling at me like he was pissed and hes about to kill me. I have then ran out of the house and decided to jump from the door when It was open. I got out and went in the front yard. I kept hearing my brothers voice from within the house so I just ignored him and the voice went away. I saw a car with no driver in it and I just stood there in front of it because the car was going to try to run me over. I saw the car with out a driver like I said and I told him I'm not afraid of you.

This dream was a blurry I could barely remember it but I'm trying my best. I told the dream car. I'm not afraid of you. Your not keeping me from not having a lucid dream so back of, etc. It got pissed so I summoned a driver inside the car, I realized the driver in the car was invisible. So he showed up. And a bunch of other dream characters were around me and they kept giving me weird looks. I said, What should I do now. So I summoned Chuck Norris to fight this guy in the car trying to hit me, I told him that the guy was trying to kill me and Chuck Norris got mad and he said I would take care of him for you. So the dream characters were watching Chuck Norris beating the hell out of the guy in the car, he drugged him out of it. And they began to fight. I felt really excited when I had my lucid dream when I woken from it. I enjoyed the experience I had from the Lucid Dream.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

This was my second lucid, it was short, but MUCH longer than the last. It lasted about 15-20 seconds and my first lasted only about 8 seconds .

I was in a house, similar to my aunt's house, but it felt abandoned and a little broken. I suddenly had the urge to perform a reality check, and so I did. I looked at my hands and my fingers were all crooked and deformed. I quickly became lucid and rubbed my hands together to keep the dream from slipping away and then looked around a bit. I then felt as if I needed to find my dream guide, so I shouted "Dream guide, are you there?" but there was no response. I even felt a little scared incase something jumped out and me, I was so paranoid, I forgot to stabelise the dream and it slipped away from me.

That is all for this dream, it was a good experience but I wish I could have done more. I have no idea why I decided to find a dream guide, maybe for advice?

I'm going up through a hill. I enter in a place that looks like a university with a lot of people going in and out of it.
I see that it was not the way I wanted to go and go outside of the university to continue going up.
When I was in almost the top of the mountain I met a guy with orange clothes (like a postsman) and talk to him:
_You here again ?
_I think so. - He said while continuing his path.
After that I realized that I had 2 dreams before in that same hill and saw that same guy before, I was lucid now.

The dream started to fade out and I remembered to stabilize.
I started rubbing my hands and got on my knees to touch the ground with my hands. I said "Stabilize!" 2 times.
The dream stabilized and I could feel the ground beneath my knees, the wind touching my skin and the gravity of earth pulling my down.
When I got up a mucic started to play and the dream faded very suddenly :/

I woke up in my bed about 00:30 am with my cellphone ringing and answered it cause my brother was sleeping next to me. When I say "Hello" I woke up for real :O
Another FA :x

This dream ranks among the most detailed dreams I've had, especially the lucid moments playing with the water. I've left out plenty of descriptive details that I just don't have enough time for, but I've tried to preserve the scenes and imagery. The color blue is still pervasive. This is a long dream.

[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The scene takes place in the house I grew up in, a houselocated atop a tree-covered ridge with a row of back windows that face west. Iloved that house and especially that yard, but in this dream the house issuddenly located in Canada. I’ve never actually been to Canada but it must haveseemed like a good place to be for a dream.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]A storm is coming, a sight not unusual for west-facingwindows, but this one is particularly large. The winds of the storm areswirling like a hurricane, or perhaps oversized tornado, and have a blue tintto many of the swirls. I connect this to ice and a severe storm, as well asthoughts of being in Canada. Despite this some part of me knows this storm isimpossible, whether I’m in Canada or not.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Something tells me that I need to be on the lookout for apair of kids with broken arms, injuries recently sustained while escaping thestorm possibly. I don’t remember a phone call or message but somehow I justknow. As I think about them the stormsuddenly throws out several bolts of lightning indicating it is close enough toreally be a potential threat very soon.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I suddenly turn to the room I’m in, occupied by a couple ofother people, and say, “Why haven’t we taken the kids to the hospital yet?!” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk from the room and outside to the car, a cross betweenmy SUV, a car, and some kind of large toy. Driving the vehicle is an actualchallenge as it seems to be solely operated by the steering wheel. I swerve allover the road and as I reach the end of the block I’m lucky to make the turnwithout crashing into the rock wall that lines the outer edge of one person’sproperty. What’s especially weird is that I’m I Canada yet my childhoodneighborhood is perfectly preserved in my mind, right down to the dust on theroad at the corner.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The lighting of the scene is that of early morning, and Idecide it must be six A.M. I’m approaching an intersection with a cross-streetand I have to stop, though my vehicle is very slow to respond. Ahead of meseveral children are approaching the intersection from the side and one is evencrossing with his bike right in front of me, prompting me to slam on the brake.The car slows with a frightening lag and I become scared I’m going to hit theyoung boy on his way to the bus stop, but as the motion ceases I get mad andwonder why in hell he would be going to school at six in the morning.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]On the cross-street a grey cube-car, initially headedtowards the same intersection, abruptly turns around and heads back the way itcame. This seems suspicious to me, and I turn to follow it. I have to stopshort as the car is moving at a very slow speed, and my suspicions disappear asmy displeasure with their speed rises. I have kids to get to the hospital afterall.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In front of the slow cube-car is another vehicle goingequally slow, and I can’t wait any longer. I zoom around both cars as weapproach a bend in the road, and as I am about to move back over into the laneI am brought face-to-face with an oncoming car. I swerve violently and my carmoves out of the way of the approaching vehicle, but I overcompensate andswerve back across the road after they pass. This time luck has deserted me andI crash into the curb, running into the grass of a house I visited as a teen.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]After standing there with my hands on my hips for a fewminutes just staring at the wrecked car I decide to head back to the hotel. Iskip over the return trip and find myself already experiencing the luxury ofthe hotel I’m booked in for a conference I’m attending, and still in Canada. Myfriends are waiting on me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the hotel room the atmosphere is quite sedate compared tomy earlier location. The room is spacious, with white walls and curtains andseems large enough for a dozen people or more to share. I seem to be on somekind of tour, and I’ve been led into the spacious and relaxing bathroom. Awoman is taking a bath but she gets up as we enter, allowing me to see the trueluxury of this hotel.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The bath itself is situated like a mountain stream. Thebather sits in a slanted trough with a rest at their back containing the watercontrols. Their body below mid-thigh rests on a slope with polished river rocksforming the bottom of the tub, the water diffusing down through the rockssomewhere near the end of the tub instead of a traditional drain. The rate ofthe water going out of the tub is the same as the water coming in, and thisallows the water to fill the tub and seem to remain still without appearinglike it is in constant motion.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I bring my face closer to the water surface and the termartesian well enters my mind. This is the true luxury of this hotel, wellbeyond any of the other amenities, and I can’t wait to bathe in it. The view ofthe water brings me to lucidity and I spend the next several minutes simplystaring at the water and the rocks below, watching light shimmer and reflectalong the bottom of the tub. Few sights have ever brought me as much pleasureas watching a flowing stream, something I associate with the Pisces in me. Idip my hands in the water and watch as the ripples trail from my fingers, adazzle of light that is truly captivating. The water was warm when I enteredthe room but as I play in it the water becomes cool and clear, just the way Iwant it.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The room is open to the west, and oddly I never see anyglass. The sun is low in the western sky and the pretty colors are starting tocome out, something you can only truly appreciate from a high vantage pointlike the hill this hotel sits on. It’s this view that puts the finishing touchon the luxury of this bathroom.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I stand and walk back into the main part of the hotel room.I see a couple of my friends but something is nagging at the back of my mind.With a puzzled look on my face I say, “Where are those kids?” No one sitting inthe room seems to know but they start getting up to look for them as thoughthey were lost keys hidden in the room. I turn to the curtains behind me andpart them, revealing a sliding glass door which leads to an interior patio usedfor seating and watching the outside without having to experience the heat orcold. Here I find the boys, lying on sleeping bags, and apparently their brokenarms have been taken care of with casts, though they still look severelyinjured.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Some movement catches my eye in the darkened room and as myfocus adjusts I see a pair of raccoons has invaded the room through the openexternal patio door. They appear to be digging for snacks the boys have left aroundin the room, the remainders of a night of recovery from their injuries. Myentrance has startled them, and a third raccoon on the external patio isalready scurrying away.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The raccoons run through the open door and I give chase.From the patio-deck they jump onto a low roof and around the corner of thehotel. It appears dark outside but as I come around the corner I see it is justa deep shadow created by the setting sun. The trio of raccoons has become afamily, and they scurry along the roof to the edge of the building where theyjump to an outcropping of rock. Limestone hills surround the hotel and leadtowards a small meadow at the edge of the property. The raccoons run throughthis meadow and jump off a cliff to some nearby trees. It looks dangerous and Iwonder if they sustain injury doing this, but they seem to reach the bottomjust fine. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My attention turns to the view of the sunset, fading colorslike fire dying in the sky. It’s a beautiful scene, and I wish I could linger,but I really need to get back to the hotel room, and in particular I need toget off the roof before it gets dark. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Climbing out onto the roof had been easy, a mere walk/runonto the gently sloped surface. Going back was not so smooth. I watched myfriend who I don’t remember being on the roof at all climb from the level I’mstanding on to a higher level that leads back to the room. The other roof isabout five feet above where I am and I don’t feel confident that I can make it,especially with the spiny cactus that has slid into place right in my path. Iknow I’m going to have to hold onto this cactus to get up but the tiny spinesare too difficult to grab onto comfortably, and I give up. I decide the bestcourse of action is to jump down to the ground floor below.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I land in the back of the building, a parking lot/loadingarea for the hotel’s restaurant. Immediately a Greek man walks up to me andasks me if I want to order breakfast. I feel a little surprised at hisforwardness, having never ordered breakfast from the loading area before. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Well, I am hungry…” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Before I have even had a chance to talk about what I wouldlike to eat the man is calling out to someone to prepare another breakfast itemfor me. I have to hastily stop him before he can complete the sentence.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Hold on. I don’t even know if I’m going to like what it is.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He leads me further into the kitchen loading area where foodis stacked on high wheeled carts and shelves. His breakfast offering islikewise filling shelves on a cart, and it looks a little greener than Iusually care for in a breakfast item. The appearance is something like a smalltomato cake with jalapeno seeds and cabbage, a description that defiesimagination but seems to be very Greek in appearance. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Can I try it?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]He won’t give me a whole one to try but instead hands me asmall piece of the green leafy substance that surrounds the outer part of the Greekcake wheel. It’s bitter and creamy for aleaf, an unusual combination that he seems enthralled with but I just don’tcare for it. I thank him and walk back to the room, still hungry but happy Ididn’t let him push his odd food on me.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the room I sit down on the bed. My friends have left theroom to enjoy the night, and I’m alone with only the glow of a couple lamps tokeep me company. A few feet away a fax machine sits on a small table and it isspewing out a rather long document. I assume it’s printing out a message fromDream Views and I ignore it at first, walking over to sit at the nearby writingtable to do a little work. When I look again at the fax a moment later Irealize it’s printing out my entire address book of contacts, including privateinformation that I have notated with each name. I can only presume this wasgenerated by a computer error and I feel glad I was in the room when thishappened. If I had been out enjoying myself still I would have missed the printand sensitive information would have fallen into the wrong hands. I’m onlystaying in the hotel for one night and if this had occurred the next nightanother guest would have found this treasure-trove of a document.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I continue writing at the desk for a minute or two and whenI’m finished I sit back down on the bed. Since no one is around this seems likea good time to touch myself, and I slip down my shorts to my ankles. It doesn’ttake me long to get lost in the activity.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’ve had my eyes closed while I enjoy myself, ignoring mysurroundings, but when I open my eyes I see that the deckchairs outside thewindow which I presumed were unoccupied actually had people lying on them. Ihad not been able to see the people because the backs of the chairs faced thewindow, and now I’m sitting here on the bed touching myself and completelyvisible. Even worse, one of the people is standing and I recognize him.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Aagghh!!”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I utter a small scream and duck down behind the bed. In fullview of me and my self-pleasure is the hotel manager, standing next to one ofthe deck chairs and talking to a woman. He is dressed casually, a whitebutton-down loosely flowing in the breeze over a wife-beater t-shirt. He’s abalding man, likely in his fifties, with beady eyes and glasses that tend topeer down over his slight belly. The woman with him is clearly not his wife.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m doing my best to become invisible behind the bed, evengoing so far as to hold up a small towel over my face. My legs seem to besticking out past the end of the bed and I can’t pull them up any closer. Ipeek out from behind my rag as one of the staff members comes up to the man andtalks with him in a hurried manner. I’m pretty sure the man has seen me,judging by the look on his face and his continuous peeking in my direction. Ican’t tell what they’re actually saying but it is enough to draw the manageraway from his date. I feel that he told the staff member that he saw me and he’sunhappy about it, while the staff member probably said if he knows what’s goodfor him he’ll forget he saw me because I could expose him and his mistress tohis wife.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Whatever is said the man leaves without confronting me and Ican finally get up. My friends are sitting nearby on different beds and two ofthem are laughing at me and the situation, knowing I almost got caught twice.Thankfully I have escaped the uncomfortable events and all seems well.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I liked this dream despite a few strange elements. It's the first dream I've ever had where I purposefully chose my gender during the dream, one of the best transformations ever!

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The school day has started and I am walking the halls asthough a student, a backpack slung over my shoulder. I feel like a spy, oragent of some police force sent to figure out who is selling drugs or testscores, though nothing I see or do suggests this. It’s just a feeling.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I head down a set of stairs to my classroom, and the area iscluttered with people standing outside the door. It seems class isn’t open yet,and the bustle of people around me is causing quite a jam, spilling onto thestairs as well. Looking over at some of the people coming down the stairs Irealize they all have their blue books, ready to head to their class. I don’thave a blue book, or perhaps my teacher doesn’t use them, but I really feel Ishould have one of the blue books.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As we stand there it becomes clear that some other teacherhas left the campus for some unknown reason, and their students were sent to myclass as there was no other place to send them. I can’t imagine what it is thatwould drive a teacher to leave so abruptly and cause their class to have tocombine with another. It must have been serious.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]We finally are let into the classroom and allowed to findseats as best we can. Standing there I feel a little anxious about not having myblue book, a feeling of confusion that we should have them but no one in sightexcept for the other class has brought them. I sit down at a desk with my backto the wall, the open doorway to my right and beyond the girl sitting next tome. People in the class start pairing up and sharing their blue books, and Ilook around to see if anyone is near me that will share. The girl sitting nextto me (on the right) is cute and she smiles at me before bumping her deskcloser to mine. A book is open on her desk and it’s clear she means to let mesee it also but I don’t believe it is the blue book we’re supposed to have.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]In the row in front of me and diagonally to my right isanother cute girl, and she doesn’t mind sharing her book with me. She’s not as sexy-cute as thefirst girl but still very pretty, and her willingness to help me out is atremendous relief. At the front of the class a video is showing, displayed onan older tube-style TV on a stand. Not many people seem to be paying attentionto it and I find I am distracted by the girl before me, more so as she reachesback to me and we hold hands on a blanket that has appeared between us. I feelgrateful the teacher can not see us holding hands below the folds of the lumpyblanket.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The teacher has to leave class for a few minutes, presumablyto use the bathroom, and oddly he puts on his sport coat, a brownish tweedjacket that is a relic from years past. He hands me the remote for the TV and Ipresume it is because I am the oldest, and likely the most responsible, in theclass. It’s long and similar to the remote for my Sony TV so I feel comfortablebeing in control of the video, and I think he knew this. He walks out and thedoor shuts behind him.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]With the door shut and the teacher gone, the paired upcouples in the classroom begin making out. It’s rather surprising for aclassroom that so many people would be able to hook up so quickly, though I’mnot opposed to the behavior. To enhance the mood someone changes the TV programto a pornographic movie though it doesn’t seem to encourage people to watch theTV. The girl I had been holding hands with has gotten up from her seat and hasmoved closer to the TV stand so she has room to smoke her bong. I’m impressedthat she has been able to get a bong into school, and I observe her take in arather large hit of smoke.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]My friend Pearce has also been smoking weed and he seems tobe talking to me about the experience, though I’m barely listening. He hasbecome super-high, he tells me, and he definitely prefers this effect over theeffects of Ecstasy. This prompts me to reach into my backpack and pull out astring of blue pills, similar to a candy necklace, and I break one off and popit into my mouth. I hold the string upto his view and say, “I much prefer Ecstasy to weed.” I then lower the stringinto a film canister, placing a few coins on top to keep the pills from pryingeyes should I ever be investigated.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Walking around a couple desks and up to the front of theclass by the TV I reach my hand out to the girl I had been holding hands with.She extends her hand and shakes mine. “I never got to properly meet youearlier.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I’m Cat.” Her hand is soft.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At this moment I become completely lucid and debate how I shouldanswer her. I could go female or male, and during this time my appearance seemsto take on a fluid appearance, a shifting of colors and swirls that I can seealong my arms and legs. Guessing her to be more attracted to males and unlikelyto be a lesbian I decide to go with male and my form immediately solidifies.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I’m Charles.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My clothes have changed, and I’m wearing a light-blue denimshirt. I can feel a goatee on my face and my hair is now short. It’s a weirdfeeling being in this body but it seems to suit the situation better. I feelmore confident that she and I will make out soon.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Sniffing the air I have a moment of clarity and realize weneed to clear out the pot smoke from the room. I start looking around for some other source of smell, something worthyof opening a window. Behind me is an open doorway leading into a small bathroomand a rather homely-looking boy is sitting on the toilet. My gaze is returnedby a smile filled with braces gone wild, and a slight wave. In my mind Iidentify him as Dumpy-Humphrey, mainly because of his similarity to a boy Iwent to school with. [/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]The pooping boy is a good start but I know we will needsomething more. I really need something stronger, something everyone hates.With a burst of courage and a lack of shame I shout to the class, “I need agirl to throw up!” I request a girlbecause they’re more likely to be acquainted with sticking their finger down their throat and puking.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Thankfully one of the girls obliges and makes a nice spot inthe corner. Good. I explain to the other girl I thought was cute; “We couldopen up a window now because of the smell, to air things out and not besuspicious.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Knowing the teacher is likely returning any second I take aquick look around the room. The TV is still on and the people on the screenseem awfully familiar, and look suspiciously like the people in the porn movieThe Room which Adult Swim likes to air on April Fool’s Day. Oh my God, I think,is the TV still showing PORN??!! No, it’sokay, I realize it’s just the show from earlier and someone has kindly switchedit back from the adult movie during the time I was looking for someone to throwup. All is well.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I had this lucid dream during a WBTB. I find the imagery interesting as it combines elements from California and my old job.

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[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’ve left a place and I need to head home, but for somereason I have to deliver two vehicles to my house. One is a black truck, theother is my silver SUV. I have no recall who the black truck belonged to, onlythat it has become my responsibility to get it to my house.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]While driving along in my SUV, I cross over a highway that Ineed to use to get home. The image is similar to one in Califoirnia near my dad’shouse, lots of trees and no businesses facing the highway. It’s almost pretty. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]After crossing over the highway I turn left to go down anaccess ramp that leads directly onto the highway. On the right side of the roadis emergency parking, and every space is outlined in blue with wheelchairmarkings painted on the road surface, indicating that each spot is designatedfor handicapped parking only. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m still quite far from home and even if I drive my SUV allthe way to my house I still have to come the whole way back to retrieve theblack truck. Pondering this, the best solution seems to be a leapfrog approachwhere I park one vehicle, go back for the other and drive it part of the waybefore stopping and doing the same thing with the other vehicle. Sure, thiswill work.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I pull over in a handicapped spot halfway down the ramp. Ihad seen a police car pass by earlier and I don’t want a ticket so I try tomake sure my vehicle is far enough down the hill from the roadway behind me tonot be seen by passing cars. I hesitantly head back to my previous location toretrieve the black truck.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The former location seems to be a combination of a 7-11 anda former waterpark in Austin that hasn’t existed since the late 70’s. Everyoneseems to be standing around, loitering inside the store and not beingproductive in helping me obtain and move the vehicles. I get fed up with peoplestanding around with their hands in their pockets and finally ask what is goingon. It turns out that everyone is waiting on Slurpees. Something is wrong andthe people are simply waiting for their frozen drinks.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I stalk out in anger and frustration, wanting to yell attheir stupidity but knowing it won’t change anything. I manage to get the blacktruck on my own and head back over to where my silver SUV is illegally parked.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I still don’t want to get a ticket for my behavior so Iconjure a plan to help me out in case a police car comes by. The truck seemsbig enough to be a police vehicle so I stick my hands in the air and makeswirling motions above my head with my index fingers. From my mouth I go, “Woo-woo-woo-woo!”acting like a police car pulling over someone. I seem to be utterly convincedthis charade would fool any passers-by.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk up to the car worrying it may be unlocked and vandalized,but to my surprise Spike (from My Little Pony) has secured the vehicle to anearby fence with a chain. However, as I begin to inspect the arrangement, Irealize he has thread the chain through the weak links in the metal fenceinstead of a nearby sturdy pole, and the tiny brass lock he has applied is noteven secured, but dangles open with the clasp far from being latched.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I roll my eyes at this blatant lack of security and the incompetenceof Spike, and this causes me to mutter, “Dragons!” under my breath. Instead of securing the chain I walk slightlyup the embankment towards a nearby store, intending to perform some actionthere.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]But I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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