lucid

Anyway - after phoning my gf (goldfish / girlfish) at 2am, a passing thought thought - "Hah, perfect opportunity to lucid dream", so rather than get up and work - I let myself go to sleep. I had a wonderful dream that ended off with hiking up a mountain. I was chasing a horse up the mountain, then on a really steep part, I called to the horse, and it came and nuzzled up aainst me. It felt very warm and comfortin. It was an old and decrepit horse,and I felt slightly sorry for it.

Then woke up and realized that I wanted to go back to the horse dream, which made me consider the concept of dreaming. I then thought about whether what I was currently experiencing was real or dreaming, and I held up a CD with my hands and looked deep within it, and realized that if I looked through my eyes that I could see my hands sometimes and sometimes not, and that was my clue that I was dreaming. So I then said –how do they say one can astral project – and I attempted to extract myself from my body. It was kinda slushy and I was pulled back to my body – so I then raised my astral legs and leapt from my body – and it peeled away with a treacle-slow sensory pop. I was then next too my bed, and remembered how as a kid I used to see myself from a distance. So I gently shifted to the top corner of the room, and viewed myself and the room. There was no cord from me to my body. I noted how bright everythin was after usin lucidity up. In examining myself I saw myself lying on the bed with my hands curled, just poking from the blankets– and made a mental note of their position. I then went on a fact findin mission to discover how close this world was to the real world.

I went to a window into the room next door, and pushed my way through the window. There was a kindof sticky resistance to doin so. The next room was full of herbs of various sorts, and I was makin mental notes of the species so I could come and check on them once awake. They were very real to me, and I was surrounded by a series of lass rooms with herbs in each room. I then became aware of my gentle snoring. That was reassuring. The snoring of my physical self reminded me that I was alive and all riht. Also it reminded me of how few people my age die in their sleep, so I was quite safe. As I listened to myself snoring, I felt myself rushing back to my body. There was nothing I could do to prevent myself from wakin up.

Some notes: Although the room was similar – it was not the same. Althouh there I was lying there my hands curled up – they were not in exactly the same position. They were more apart when I woke up. The window I went through is not in the room, and neither are all the herb rooms. That means when astral-travellin – we are still travellin through dream space –not actual space. That I could hear myself snoring – and that my travels were silent – suggests that there is a hybrid space. When our conscious brain is awake – our hearin brain is awake too. They are linked, hence my hearin myself snore. I was able to shift consciousness between my hands (physical) and my hands (perceived), and similarly one can shift awareness between the two states in terms of hearing – probably, as I was not aware of sound. This actually says a lot about awareness: That maybe in waking life, there is something doin the perceiving. What is that something perceiving when we are awake, and what space is it perceiving when we are awake but focused thus not aware of the sounds of the outside world???

There is also some consideration about when we astral travel – that we are travelers through a dream space – a stream of consciousness projected by our unconscious. If I went through the same space aain, it would not be the same. Hence the lucidity up. Its just generating what it feels like, or perhaps what it wants us to see. People who have NDE experience leaving their body. I think it is likely just the same. They are projecting in a dream state what the room is around them, and are able to hear and have some perception of their body – but not true sight – enerated sight. Could it be that the subconscious dream mind requires less energy – so as we die and run out of energy, then our mind defaults to the dream mind. When people “experience heaven” they say they hear people calling them, and they feel themselves rushing back to their body. It was the shifting of awareness to the physical that brought me back to my body. It may be the same with NDE – a shifting back to awareness of the body. This throws doubt on the whole after-life experience that people have… still just a generation of the mind! Still a question of what is perceiving the dream / awake state though.
Enough ruminating – 4.40 and its time for work!
p.s. my g key was kinda stuck in case u didn't notice

I must have had lots of REM because I've only been asleep for 5 hours and recall quite a bit. The non-lucid dream before involved a party. It also involved driving, speeding and swerving through a very odd, almost futuristic construction site to get to the other side several times. I was with my brother. I also saw my friend who didn't see me. We followed him for a while and he took a random dump while hanging off these two bars. Disgusting. Oh yeah, I also accidentally said something offensive around another friend (who doesn't exist in real life), and it took two or three tries but I rewound the dream and kept my mouth shut. I knew I was in a dream but failed to really realize WTF was going on and become lucid. I guess I was more worried about making everything better between us.

Anyway, skip a bit, and we were finally going home. Unfortunately home was about 6 hours away so we started driving. I fell asleep in the car (in my dream) and had another short dream. Then when I woke up I was like "Are we there yet?" but no, my brother decided to stop an hour into the trip and stay somewhere. Very annoying. I saw a shop with lots of Zelda stuff in it though and wanted to go the next day. Anyway, my brother took me to some resort with lots of girls and stuff. Then, as I was sitting there not doing much, I looked at my hand. Where's the R I usually write on there? (I didn't do it much yesterday). Then I thought "This feels like a dream. RC time!". After about 10 failed reality checks I wouldn't take no for an answer, so I kept on trying with nose plugging, finger through palm and finger checking...

Then I pictured the member flipsyde. Or more so a picture of some weed dude smoking. And thought about what he once said "I usually start killing people and if the cops show up its not a dream...". For just a moment I thought it was a pretty good idea. Anyway, after much trying my finger started going through my palm. Hooray!

But, instead of an awesome resort, my dream reverted to me being in my house. Oh well. I ran into my living room and started dancing with my cats. Not usually something I'd do but I don't know. Maybe when the time actually comes to be lucid I just get a little crazy? Anyway, I was dancing, rubbing my hands, crawling around on the floor (a technique I learned here). I was moaning in extacy at the realistic feelings of everything (purposely exaggerated for fun)... Then I tried to spin and appear somewhere else but it only slightly changed the objects in my house. Then my brother wanted to watch a movie. Everything seemed pretty real so I actually started questioning if I was in a dream or not now. But I soon got rid of that thought and found myself rolling on the floor moaning like an idiot again, but it was all good. Then I finally decided to take a stroll outside and test my reality by busting into a neighbor's house. I walked outside and saw that it was morning. It was supposed to be night. And the neighbor's husband had a big fire going outside for fun. I felt better outside. More free and whatnot. As I was walking I tried to make a scary demon appear for a moment, which is extremely stupid because I did NOT want one to appear, but that's how I am. I will tempt things like that for a moment. Anyway, nothing appeared. I kept walking and started feeling just a touch off. I saw some grass where the road was supposed to be and planned to touch it to regain my conscious but just as I tried to do that I found myself wide awake. It felt like I had plenty of stability in my dream. I wasn't phasing out much, I just... boom. Awoke.

I done a RC in case but nothing, so here I am now. It wasn't a very good dream, but it's definitely something. A start. My techniques are starting to work. Maybe next time I'll do something a little more interesting!

Italic Text = Personal Thoughts
Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment
Purple Text = Lucid Segment

I had woken up multiple times today, each time failing to achieve any kind of dream recall. I decided to do my WBTB 30 minutes later than normal just to test it out as I hadn't been having any luck with my previous time. I figured I may as well attempt a WILD so I get relaxed and begin my attempts, only I drift into sleep by accident.

I find myself in some kind field, somewhat resembling the field I had been previously dream incubating, only with many more trees surrounding the area. There's a gathering of sorts between myself and friends I know from the internet, everybody's hugging and greeting each other. At one point, one of my friends who happens to upload vlogs to YouTube pulled out his video camera and began recording the event, a tall guy wearing all black and sporting an afro who I don't seem to recognise makes a remark about how crazy my friend must be for talking to a camera, and how he could never do such a thing.

As the gathering gets in full swing, I realise I am one of the shortest people here, being only 5'6" it isn't an uncommon thing for me. I begin to get anxious that everybody is taller than me, which is strange as I'm usually perfectly content with my height in real life. I'm fighting my way through the crowds of people who are all chatting. I end up bumping into this guy, dirty-blonde medium-length hair, sporting a scruffy beard of the same colour and bright green eyes. He also seems to be concerned that everybody else is much taller than he is, he's about my height, maybe a little shorter.

I seem to instantly bond with this guy, we have a pretty lengthy conversation which I've completely forgotten now. We decide to split away from the group, as we're walking away we're playfully fooling around. I should mention that I'm bisexual. I hear a voice from behind make a remark about "guys in love" but choose to ignore it. I rest my head on his shoulder and he turns his head and looks me at my directly with his green eyes and i'm taken aback by how perfect he looked in that moment.

We end up beside a stream, he sits down on the sloping grass just beside the river and I follow his lead. I get lost in conversation (which again I have forgotten) as well as sound of the running water from the nearby stream. Things blur, my vision fades and before I know it the dream had a complete scene change

I'm in the living room of my house with all the people from the gathering, including the nameless dirty-blonde haired guy. We again decide to split from the group and head into the kitchen where we're discussing what's happening. I recall a familiar voice say "Hello" as she walks in the door. A bright red haired lady with a long face and somewhat haunting. I place the voice with the woman from the field who made the remark about us being in love.

She suggests a game of Truth or Dare, although she calls the game something else at the time, but I forget precisely what she called it. We decide to take her up on her offer, and it's my turn first, I pick truth. She begins going into scientific detailing of the specific names of genitalia for transexual people, I blame the genitalia conversation from IRC the night before this lucid dream. When she's finished, she asks if either of us are transexuals, to which we truthfully respond "No".

For some reason, there is a strange shift in the entire dream here. I seem to have two consciousnesses. My dream self and my waking conscious self floating around in the head of my dream self. All three of us begin discussing the "game", something my dream self seemed to understand, but I had no idea what this "game" was all about.. We start detailing why each of us wants the prize money from the game and it turns out that the red-haired woman actually has a really good cause, she intended to use all of the prize money to repair the world after the chaos. Again something my dream self seemed to realise, but I was amiss as to what this chaos was.

Dirty-blonde-haired guy states that, if he wins, he will donate all of the money to red-haired girl to help with her cause. This leads to all of us eventually teaming up as a group in this "game". We start discussing strategy and state how the prize fund gets bigger with each person that gets kicked out of the game.

My mum, who for some strange reason was the organiser of these games, walked into the kitchen just as we were mentioning how the outside world seemed to have died down as of late and how we're currently safe in this house. I'm still unsure of exactly what these games were about or what they involved, and what had caused the outside "chaos", but dream self had no problems knowing what it was all about. My mum quickly corrects us, saying how we're fooling ourselves if we believe that.

She guides dirty-blonde-haired guy and red-haired woman to the window in the living room, while I hang around in the kitchen momentarily to clean up some mess. I soon follow after and both of them are breaking down on the sofa, crying. An overwhelming sense of worry takes over and I rush to the window and am in shock at what I see.

Cars are turned over in the streets, houses are on fire and there are burnt corpses laying on the ground. Any people that aren't burnt to a crisp are crawling along the floor, grasping on to the last ounces of life. I ask my mum if I can go upstairs to get a better look out the upstairs window, when all of a sudden it hits me.

I begin thinking, this can't be real, I know it's a dream. I lift my hands and my vision begins to blur but I try my hardest to focus and count my fingers, there are far more than there should be and I know for sure that it's a dream. I begin getting excited, I can't decide what to do first.

I notice the dream seems to be continuing regardless, my mum is already walking up the stairs and for now I decide that I want to continue on with the dream. I follow her up the stairs and into her bedroom, she stops momentarily to slip off her shoes, mentioning how she doesn't want to get the carpet dirty before walking up to the window.

I decide to break away from the dream here and get a good view, I walk straight up and through the wall, finding it much easier to will myself through the wall unlike my first lucid where I got stuck. I also went straight into flying after passing through, instead of falling down to the ground first.

I am again shocked at the detailing of the world around me. The trees are bright green and full of detail, the fires blaze and I can vividly hear the screams for help from the dying people. I fly down the street but seem to struggle to stay up in the air, I slowly descend and try to adjust my body into a position that can fly the best.

I'm low enough now that I am obscuring the cars on the road, there's a truck behind me honking its horn, obviously wanting me to get out of the way. I turn around and decide to use telekinetic powers to flip the truck over and it's completely destroyed on impact.

I continue flying down the road, and round onto the other street which joins onto mine. I again flip over another car and I seem to accidentally flip it right on top of this innocent car on the side of the road. I begin to feel guilty and go over to help this guy out of his car. He has about 5 young children and insists on fetching a doctor to help. I inform him that I could heal, knowing I'm dreaming and that I could just will their health into existence.

Regardless, he insists on getting a doctor. He steals a nearby car and I leap in just as he's driving off trying to get him to listen. The spinning of the car and being disorientated seems to kick me out of lucidity. I fall out the car, he drives off and I become completely non-lucid.

Everything is incredibly blurry from this point. I remember flashes of staying with the children, the guy coming back with a doctor and then being in a hospital as the guy is reunited with his wife and they're told that all of the children will be okay.

I fade back into waking life and the dream is over.

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 sit back, and enjoy reading my dreams.


Dream #1 Blaze.




Im in my first home in my room reading something out a magazine. Out of nowhere i become semi lucid and start meditating in the center of my room. I dive out my body and now make a portal near my wall and dive thru it. I end up at some underground arena where there are women fighting eachother. I reach in my pocket and grab my hawk coin totem, and start rubbing it to stabilize the dream more. I flipping my coin in the air, and catching it when one hand. Im noticing that the one girl who is fighting is brutally hurting the other girl so bad, One guy had to break it up. The other girl was dragged off of the floor and treated immediately for any injuries that she had.

The woman looked like the woman in the pic, she had long dark black hair and reminded me of Natalia in a way. She walked off to a locker room somewhere i suppose to change, i waited outside for her. She now comes out and i speak to her about her fight and tell her she did great. Her exact words were..

"Ah, thats nothing. You should see me with a gun."

(She starts reaching in her jacket for some cigarettes)

"You smoke?"

"Oh im sorry, i don't smoke anymore. I did'nt catch your name by the way?"

"Its Blaze."

"Nice name. Im Q, A.K.A. The Dreamprofessor with an E before the R.

"Why that way?"

"I don't know, i wanna be unique in a way. Why is your name Blaze?"

"Im either blazing up a cigarette, or blazing a gun."

"I see."

We talk more, and i ask her if she would like to be my personal bodyguard. She accepts, and i wake up.


Dream #2 Training potentials.

Spoiler for Theme Of The Dream:

Im in some huge warehouse, and there is a gym, and a shooting range. I spot Natalia giving sparring lesson to a few potentials. I see Blaze hitting a punching bag and kicking it, and kneeing it, with a few knee strikes. She is wearing some short black and red shorts, barefoot with tape around her ankles, and wearing a black sports bra. She is grunting and getting more angry as she is hitting the bag. It starts to echoe thruout the entire warehouse, sounding like thunder. Everyone is now staring at her destroy the bag. I walk over to her and get a closer look at the bag. She has punched and kicked at the bag with so much force, it starts spilling sand out. But she continues grunting and striking at the bag until she finishes it off with a powerful kick, and it goes flying across the room and almost hitting a girl nearby. I suddenly dive thru a wall now back at my 1st home. I start meditating again, and dive out my body and decide to make another portal. I make another one near the same spot as last time and dive thru it.





The Aquarium.



I end up at some huge Aquarium, staring at the a tank. Someone from the warehouse is there with me. Its a guy, and i take it he is a potential student of mine. We are walking thru this labyrinth sized Aquarium, trying to find a way out. We eventually see some doors and exit the Aquarium.



Labyrinth Stairs


We are now walking down some spiral stairs, but ended up getting nowhere. I tell my partner no, we must go this way. We ended up getting frustrated and i tell him to fall backwards and meet me at the warehouse. We both fall backwards and end up at the warehouse.

We meet with the others and talk for a bit, then i wake up.




WILD - Dream #3 Beautiful But Deadly.


Im walking with Blaze thru a huge corporate building. We are moving very stealth like, and hiding behind desks, and against the wall from these guards. Blaze sees a guard coming near where we are. She jumps from under the desk, and jumps on top of the guard and starts putting him in a chokehold until the guy passes out. We are now walking near another area, i hide behind a wall a notice a guard coming and grab him when he gets near my corner and headbutt him and start kneeing him in the stomach and elbow him in the face. He falls to the ground and me and Blaze make our next move.

We peep around a corner to notice a guard guarding a door. Blaze pulls out her silencer and aims it at the guys head, and he falls to the ground. We make our way to this door that says...

"FOR PERSONAL ONLY."

We start creeping in the door very silently, hearing machines and generators. We start walking thru the factory hall and looking around us at the same time.

Natalia calls me on my celphone and asks me how things are going, i tell her that we should be near the door right now. Some men spot me and Blaze, and we start running towards the door. We enter the door and Blaze locks it, and im looking in different cabinets searching for a file. Blaze tells me to check the bottom drawer. I open it up to find a top secret file.


I become lucid right here and take the file and tell Blaze open the door. She nods and opens up the door. The men are pointing guns at us and asking us to get out of the room one man tells me to drop the file. I look at Blaze, and everything moves in slow motion. I drop the file and pull out two guns and start shooting at the men. Blaze starts taking out her guns and shooting at the men too. We hear alarms going off and i pick up the file, and me and Blaze start running exiting the factory building she tells me we should split up and meet back at the hideout. I nod and tell her be careful, she tells me to be careful too.

Dogs are chasing me and im shooting at the dogs running and decide to dive thru a nearby bush. The bush brings me back to my 1st home where i still have the file i set it underneath my pillow on my bed, and fall backwards and wake up.

Ok I've been having some trouble with the DEILD Demon the past few days, so I talked with oreoboy about it and he had the idea that maybe he is trying to help me. Yeah, I laughed too. No kidding, but seriously, seeing how DD is just part of my subconscious (and often a hurdle to overcome during the vibrations phase of DEILD transitioning), perhaps oreoboy was right. This transition should be a time where I am calm, even my dreamself. Let the vibrations and overall creepiness of DD's presence just be something I endure passively, and I should hopefully slip easily into the lucid dream from there. It's hard because right after the vibrations is where I feel his presence, and I'm technically lucid at that point, because I can see, feel, hear him, and interact with him in a dreamstate. My real body is asleep and not moving. So to resist the temptation in interact with him in some way: touch, punch, kiss, sex, kick-in-the-face, is hard because it's MY DREAM. But seeing as how lately, he's been growling at me, biting me, keeping me from transitioning into the dream, and in an increased state of SP, I thought it wouldn't kill me to try oreoboy's less-is-more approach. So I did this morning and it worked!

I chained several times, so my recall might be out of order, but here goes. I was snoozing on and off after my usual 7:30am WBTB, but I noticed I wasn't getting my vibrations. So one time when I woke up, possibly around 8:30am, I MADE myself enter the vibration stage. I have this weird little switch that I can turn on to make it happen if I'm tired enough, hard to explain. That's for another time. So I felt DD come up behind me and wrap his arms around me and grab my hands as usual. I tried to snuggle in a little closer (BAD OPHELIA), and he started to growl a little bit, so I stopped. I didn't move. That lasted a few seconds and I woke up. So I went back to the vibrations again, felt him again, this time I said I was sorry (AAAAuuuuuughhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), and he spoke softly, but it sounded like a demonic chant, kinda mixed with a middle eastern language. I was like, okkkkk. Then I woke up, went back to it, felt him again, didn't move. This time I asked him "Don't get mad, but can I ask you your name?" This time he said, in English, "I have several names, in several languages." He started naming them off one at a time, and I repeated it each time, trying my hardest to make a mental note of each one so I could remember them when I was awake. The only one I remembered was Julio lol. I know he had an italian one, and I remember repeating it, and I remember it was beautiful, but balls! I can't remember it. Then another time we went through the same thing, and I asked him where he was from, he said that the next time, I need to bring this special kind of map and he would point it out to me. Haha so I said "Why can't I just pull up google maps on my laptop real quick, and you can just point it out?" I think I just woke up from that as well. Finally, the last time we repeated the cycle, he said he was horny. Figures.. he just wanted a complacent woman. Anyway, the scene changed from my bed to the backyard, and it was fall, with the wind blowing different colored leaves all around. He got on top of me, and I could see what he looked like: young, tan skin, brown eyes and brown messy hair, his teeth were a little less sharp than they were the other day. Not the most handsome guy in the universe, but not at all bad. He wore no shirt. He took his pants off, but didn't need to take my clothes off. He's magical I guess I remember seeing the details of his muscular back and shoulders, and my legs wrapped around his waist. Very cool. After the sex, he said "See, look how hot and sweaty you made me."

I wanted to say "Well duh, that's because you're a demon." But experience taught me to bite my tongue lest it be bitten.

Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

4; (edit: ) Back home in the morning:


took a few minutes and drew this on mspaint

=D I just noticed, but this is almost exactally 1 year from my last post!

So, I have this guy I have been trying to contact in my dreams. BUT we are on completely opposite sides of the world, so finding a time to sleep when he is asleep too is really difficult. My question to everybody before I get into de good stuffs. Do you think he can feel me calling to him even when he is awake? He's spiritually aware like me sort of.

THE DREAM 5/12
I may have had a dream or two before this one, but I can't remember them at all. From the first moment the dream formed, I was lucid.

~In real life, I had had a VERY stressful week with school AP testing and all that jazz. I had just finished my last test on Friday, and it had a lot of issues.. Luckily I turned it in on time ^^ and from then on I was just drained. So, I have learned that lucid dreams are more common [to me] just after releasing a lot of stress!


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So, first thing I notice is that I'm in my home. Difference is, it was illuminated like golden sepia tone-ish. I immediately freaked out a little, thinking "ohmigosh, I need to stabilize like what the internets said.. I tried looking down at my hands. It didn't work out well. My hands looked like triple vision, and they felt like it too. Just looking at them made me dizzy and unfocused. That itself made me freak out even more, so I tried out another technique, spinning. That didn't work either. Spinning made me tip a bit like when you lose your footing in a deep pool. For a few seconds I just stood still. It helped a bit, and my vision cleared. The best way from my experience, was to just walk. I didn't really think it into being, but feeling something like gravity keep me on the ground while I walked stabilized my focus a whole lot.

From then on, I just stayed in my house, experimenting. I grew different body parts ;D and made my dog appear, played with him for a while. I ended up getting bored. I wanted to try out different scenery.

So, I walk outside, and I see my neighborhood. Its night, and police cars and fire engines crowd the streets over on the right. "Uh uh, no way" I say! The worst thing I could imagine would be experiencing a nightmare while I'm 'awake' so to speak. Especially when I don't know the first thing I'm doing. So, I keep walking straight ahead, ignoring the scene. As I walk, he night seems to melt away. I don't pay much attention to the world around me, but the ground looked like a meadow in the early morning light.

I tried calling to that guy I mentioned above. {Im mentioning this guy a lot in this post, so from now on I will call him Gach} At first I just tried calling his name, seeing if he would just appear from my saying it That didn't work, so I tried making him appear from my visual memory of him. The ground bulged a bit, but it didn't work. So, I tried one last time. That time, I reached out my hand, remembering the last time I held his face. I willed everything in me to just focus on that feeling. I had a little boom go off inside of me, and his face appeared right where my hand held it. His face was filled with love [hard to describe] and I felt that he missed something. That vision only lasted a second..

Anyway, walking on worked ^^ and I end up in an icy cliff place. I remember talking with some guy there. I think he was a climber. From then on, I can't remember.



THE NEXT DREAM 5/13

I can only remember a few things that happened in this one. I was lucid, but I didn't try to control anything. I went along with everything that happened and explored a bit.

I'm in some sort of laundry shop. I was somewhere else before that, doing who knows what, but I can't remember right now. SO, who else would be behind the counter than Gach? Immediately, I am overcome with doubt. "Okay, I'll just get my clothes and leave. He won't notice me." I talk to him a bit, order my stuff. All the while, I can see/sense him looking up at me every couple of seconds. I tried something crazy out though. Dream characters are from myself, but I did it anyways. I tried reading his mind. His mind didn't feel like my own. His thoughts were completely independent of my own. I was surprised for a moment, but we talked a bit, and I realized it really was him. We had a lot of fun, fell in love all over again. AND THEN.. ALIENS! A giant spaceship comes out of the sky. FEAR fills me to the brim, and yet I feel invigorated all at the same time. Oh, and I am back outside in front of my house for some reason while this happens. A huge monster truck-looking yellow and red space ship pops out of the big one and starts blasting waves of 'sound?' Waves ripple through the ground, bouncing me up and down. Everyone else runs away or in the house. 'course I'd be the only fool left out their thinking 'oh cool' while being tossed about by galactica surround-sound.. Another copy of that booming space ship pops out of the big one and does the same thing. The booms feel like their injecting awesomeness powers into me, but I still try bouncing on my butt right before the ripple hits, just in case the aliens are doing some freaky experiment or something. ~END

Clarity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Type: DILD (semi-lucid)

I remember being in some kind of forest area. It was very dark, but for some reason we had these little lamps hanging up in the trees to provide light. I was with a couple of people.

I can’t remember what caused us to do this, but my friends starting sprinting off, like they got scared of something. I quickly followed behind them, tracking them down with my eyes so that I wouldn’t get lost in the darkness.
I went around every tree and crevice that I could see that they dodged. I came to a small hill, and jumped off. In midair I thought, “Wait, this is a dream!” and landed. I felt a mild shock in my shoulders and back. I didn’t RC, I just kept following them. Eventually the dream ended. I only took that little moment to notice that I was dreaming, but lost lucidity right after that moment.

A Two Story Car?
I was with my sister Sam, and my little brother Tom. We were inside a large vehicle. There were these two men who were taking us somewhere in it.
I think we were trying to hide some sort of object. But I’ll get to that later.

We stopped at some sort of truck stop, and a lot of weird people were walking around. The men got out, and told us to stay inside. They would only be a minute.

We stayed inside the car and explored around. I found some stairs in the back of the car (the car outside was like a van, except it had two stories inside!) and climbed up them. Inside, I found a room as large as the one below. It looked like there were bookshelves full of records and books. Looking to the right I saw just a regular window. This room didn’t look like it was designed for a car at all, just a regular room you would find in your house.

I walked downstairs and my sister was playing music on the radio. It was so loud I heard it while on the stairs. I think my brother was just sitting there not doing anything.

I got back into my seat in the front (the steering wheel was on the right). I saw a weird man walk by, so I slid down in my seat. “Don’t let him see you.” I whispered.

Eventually the men came back. We drove to some sort of warehouse looking place. Whatever we were trying to hide, one of the men had with him. We walked inside and saw some people walking around boxes. Inside looked like a huge garage. We went through a sort of side room (it looked like a hotel room) and I think put whatever we were hiding on the floor.

Then the dream ended

It's About to Rain
We were at our school. I was with my friend Mike and his mom. We were outside on the playground, walking around. I remember Mike’s mom saying, “Mike, let’s go running.” (They were runners)
He looked at the sky. It was a weird shade of yellow and it was starting to rain. “No, mom,” he said. “It’s going to get bad, the weather.”
“Who cares let’s go.” She insisted.
“But mom –“
“Let’s go.” She said sternly.

After that weird episode, it turns out they didn’t go running after all. He came to my house and we were in my bedroom. I think he was supposed to keep me company during the storm.

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We were in my sister’s car. She was driving down the road. All of a sudden, we see a car bump the one in front of him. They immediately stop, and Ken keeps going, since she’s in the other lane. I hear her go, “Oh my gosh!”

CONTINUATION TO Mr. Anubis (le click!)

It is very dark. I don't know where I am. I vaguely remember myself plunging to the ground, but beyond that, I can't seem to recall anything.

I reach out in front of me. Empty space.
I wave my arms around, trying to feel anything.
But there is nothing there.

I start walking forward, arms extended. After a few seconds of walking blindly, I feel a flat, smooth object. I swipe my hand over it, and realize that it is a wall. I feel a small protrusion a few inches to the right. Ah, a light switch. I flip it.

A fluorescent bulb lights up the room.

I am surprised when I see Jim Carrey sitting on a chair in the far end of the room. He is wearing an orange Hawaiian shirt with floral print. His hair is perfectly coiffed upward, with a swirly end, like Jimmy Neutron's.

I immediately think,"Ohh, it's Ace Ventura!"

He is sitting cross-legged, just staring at me, with a goofy grin.

It takes me a few moments to realize that he isn't moving at all. I take baby steps towards him, trying not to make a sound. He looks like a mannequin.

I am now standing in front of him. I wave my hand in his face. He doesn't blink.

I start to turn away when...

"SHIKAKA!!"

He yells this so loudly and so unexpectedly that I am taken aback and I go, "Wh-? Ahh! This is a dream!"

I go lucid. I rub my hands and the surroundings become really vivid.

"PSYCH!! You're dreaming! Nananananana batman!"

I smile when he says this. Nice, my DC knows it's a dream.

"Can I leave?" I ask.

"Sure," he says, "Just do me a favor."

"What?" I say.

"Can you summon Adam Levine?" he starts, "I need him... for... reasons."

I laugh.

"I'll try" I say.

I close my eyes and imagine Adam Levine materializing in front of me.

I open one eye to see, but it doesn't seem to be working.

"Try harder. Owowowowowowo!" Ace says, tapping his palm on his mouth repeatedly, like a Native Indian.

I close my eyes again, and try to summon Adam Levine once more.

While my eyes are closed, I start to see blobs of different colors. I also see patterns of lines and curves, forming different shapes I can't yet recognize.

I am so fascinated by them, that I just stare in awe. I start to forget what I was supposed to do in the first place.

As I enjoy the sights, I don't notice myself losing lucidity.

I end up drifting off into a couple on non-lucids, before I finally wake up to my alarm.


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I shall forever spend my life walking the Earth, wondering what Ace Ventura would have done to (with?) Adam Levine if I had successfully summoned him.

I still remember the non-lucids I had after this, but I have decided not to journal them here... for... reasons.



Haha. x)

I am walking home. It is sunset.

As I round the curb to my house, I see this Anubis creature standing outside the door, along with dozens of spear-holding men in tunics. Mr. Anubis is very tall, probably about 8 feet. He is also very macho, with glistening black skin and a canine head. He is in an Egyptian attire decked in gold blings.

I stop walking. His ears snap up.
He sees me, and growls.

I have a moment of panic, but then I become lucid. The weird atmosphere is more noticeable. I do the noseplug and I can breathe. I then rub my hands, and the visuals become clearer (though still a bit hazy).

Mr. Macho Anubis is still there, and he starts to growl. The men start to march towards me in cadence. I can hear and feel their heavy footsteps on the ground. I close my eyes and try my best to make them disappear. I imagine them poofing off into oblivion.

It doesn't work. I open my eyes and they're still coming.
They're only a few feet away from me now. I decide to bolt.

I fly up and steer to the left, feeling relieved that I escaped.

Then, I hear a familiar growl behind me. I look back and see Mr. Macho Anubis flying after me! Holy $#!* this dog-man flies?! I fly a bit faster, but my control is crappy, and my pursuer is catching up. It is then that I decide to fly straight down and phase through the ground so he will lose track of me.

I see nothing but darkness as I am plummet through the earth. I have no idea where it is gonna lead me.

I end up in the void.

Then I lose lucidity.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Shikaka! Ace Ventura! (Le click!)

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There are two parts to this dream, the second one I put in a different entry, since it has a somewhat different storyline. Also, to prevent this entry from being too long and dragging. :3

Makes the 3rd time in a row, really unusual for me. I was at some kind of party at someones home, a house I didn't know and I was in the bathroom, it seemed unfamiliar. Somehow I started thinking about my situation and the fact I don't have any business anywhere else apart from home right now, so after a few seconds of thinking about it I came to the conclusion I had to be dreaming. I didn't get to do anything though because I woke up.

My lucids have been brief and hazy ever since I got this cold. I keep coughing which wakes me up too much in between REM cycles, making DEILDing nearly impossible. But I still get random DILDs, so neh, I can't complain.

This morning I slept in, and i had a dream that I was in one of the large bathrooms at SMU Meadows School of the Arts. (In real life, it's a long bathroom with tons of sinks, long mirrors, and even showers at the end. I would use them alot when I was at SMU because it was close to the dressing rooms, and really convenient before and after performances and rehearsals.) The weird twist though was I was in the MEN'S one. (Kinda backwards now that I think of it, because I remember my gay guy friends always hung out with ME in the women's one irl lol). Anyway, I was just leaning back on one row of sinks, watching these two guys chitchat with eachother. I noticed one of them was a friend of mine from a few years ago, named Jake. I'm just watching them talk, and suddenly I think to myself "Why am I in the men's room?! DOH! Lucid." So I took my friend Jake's hand and we went outside. (In real life, Jake had been badly burned as a child, all over his chest and stomach. He had extensive skin grafting, so the skin was all wrinkled and off colored. I always felt bad for him, he was such a nice guy. But he had a good attitude about it. He never let it get him down, and it didn't stop us from doing it once, and he was comfortable enough to take his shirt off and let me see and feel the scars.) However, since I was aware this was a lucid dream, I told Jake that I was going to make the scars go away. I conjured up a jar of cream, and started rubbing it all over his chest. It didn't really work the first time, so I did it again, and really worked the stuff into his scars. It made like 90% of it go away, he only had a little bit around his collarbones. I woke up right after that. Balls. I could have gone for another round for old time's sake.

Last night's dream: I can't remember what happened at the beginning of the dream but I have a vague recollection of doing something wrong, I think it was cheating on my partner. As always I have just murdered someone, I don't ever see the actual murder but the body (very graphically injured, head cracked open, brains exposed, lots of blood) is at my feet. We're in the persons house but really it's my house. I'm supposed to know know this person but I don't recognise them or know their name, but it's a young male, around 13/14. I hear noises downstairs so I quickly leave the room, shut the door so no one can see and end up talking to the lads mum. My sister is there too and she goes upstairs while we are talking and then the mum asks where her son is, I say I don't know so she goes to his room. His body is gone, his mum reports him missing. I notice my sister skulking around and go over to her, she says don't worry, I got rid of him. She gives me an alibi for the police. His body is discovered not far away but I'm not a suspect to the police. I get the feeling the mum knows it was me though. I get away with it as always.

Me and 4 others are chasing Daffy Duck, Hes the size of a G.I.JOE. As I am chasing him through my dreams more and more people eventually get drawn into his chase. Theres about 30 of us now, Daffy takes us to a Train Station were we search for him for what feels like an eternity. Me and all the other followers go insane just waiting in this abandoned building literally, we stand in circles contemplating to ourselves what we will do (talking to myself).... We see a train! Everyone runs out and jumps on, Daffy is at the front and we all try to get to him.. We are all fallin off the train left, right, but luckily I manage to hang on and almost get to the front but end up going through 1 of the carts that turns out to be a enormous house. I can recall a mansion, all the lights were out and the darkness looked ass if it was a never ending abyss swallowing all good. Me and the original 4 are in a room again but sorrounded by darkness, we chase Daffy all the way through the house and end up in the same room but with another door... The door, is overgrown with forestry and shrubbery. Bugs Bunny Stands in the doorway.. He asks for Daffy, "WE DONT HAVE HIM WE HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR HIM THIS ENTIRE DREAM!" I say. Just then daffy in the form of a toy waddles under my legs and right to Bugs, Bugs then pick him up with his foot lookin way to smooth and casual sets him off to the side into a bush, Daffy then disappears into the abyss.... Bugs then fades and the door closes. Me and my friends quite dissapointed turn and head through the house hoping to find my way out of this dream. I end up in a room thats having a party, except everyone wants to fight. I leave the room and picture myself in an OBE practice fighting. Haha I am pretty sure I was sleep talking/punching at this point. I go back in only to find out I am about to wake up....


I believe on the other side of Bugs was my Dream Guide / inner subconscious / Daffy Duck. Hopefully I can meet him next dream.

I want to turn this dream into a rap song, opinions?

This is my first good, long lucid dream in a while, and it was awesome! So, this is gonna be a long retelling. You've been warned.

My dream recall picks up at my old high school. I am in the auditorium, with a teacher and another student. I don't remember this bit very clearly, but I think the teacher is my college professor, K. and the other student is Silver. I remember being afraid to leave the auditorium because K specifically wanted us to stay behind, and had something to talk to us about. Nonetheless, I slip through the auditorium door, promising to come back. I have a Brita filter in my hand at that time, and it's implied I'm going to fill it up real quick and come back.

Out in the hallway, I start pouring the water that's in the filter all over the floor. In my head I envision a chase scene, and I feel like this will help, somehow. Not just in making them slip and fall, but it was supposed to do something else, like turn into smoke. This part is another fuzzy bit. At some point while I'm doing and thinking all this, I realize the absurdity of what's going on, and realize that I'm dreaming. At this point I head back down the hall towards the cafeteria. I don't know where the filter disappeared to, but I don't have it anymore, nor do I care.

I end up passing through the empty cafeteria and heading outside, where, like so many prior lucid dreams, I get sucked into practicing flying. Why this draws me in so much is a mystery... in any case, only moments later my vision gets all fuzzy and it's hard to see much of anything. Over the next 5 minutes, I try to restore my vision, while still trying to fly and slowly making my way around to the front of the school. I don't have a ton of techniques at my disposal for this dream... I keep trying to blink to get my sight back, even as I worry that it would wake me up. Thankfully it doesn't, but it isn't doing anything productive either.

As I round the corner, I come up with a new idea. I try removing my glasses, which has no effect. Putting them back on doesn't either. But at this point I take them back off and mimic cleaning the dust off of them, even though at this point my dream clarity is so bad that it doesn't actually feel like I'm holding anything. Amazingly, this one actually works, and I can see everything again. A lot of work for what some of you can fix in just a couple seconds! Ah, well, I'm learning.

At this point I'm out in front of the school again, and see a college friend, A. I feel like showing off to him that this is a dream, and I try to fly in front of him. What I'd accomplished for flying so far in this dream amounted to hovering, or maybe short glides, but I don't even manage this much. I jump extra high, but that's about it. He comes up to me and says, "Hey, are you actively trying to fly? This isn't a lucid dream." At which point he becomes the antagonist of the dream.

I'm laying on the ground when he says this for some reason, and for a split-second, I feel the effects. A small bit of doubt creeps in, and for a moment I'm paralyzed, and can't move. But then I somehow recover, and get up, and start trying to logically prove that this is a dream. I tell him that I've graduated, among other things. At some point he's wearing a football helmet and asking me why I have one in my hand, as if this would somehow prove it's reality. I retort that this must be a dream because I didn't have the thing 5 minutes ago (really, I didn't have it until he asked about it). Eventually I realize logic isn't going to work, so I kind of tackle him, yelling, "I KNOW this is a dream! Stop trying to trick me!"

A small bit of memory is lost here, but A. certainly gives up on trying to convince me I'm not dreaming... instead he tries to convince me that I don't deserve this lucid dream, or something along those lines. To which I succinctly say, "Screw you! I deserve every goddamn lucid dream that I get!" And at this point I roll away from him. I don't feel angry anymore... I feel triumphant, like it was incredibly important that I make my opinion known, and now that I have I'm satisfied. I have no regrets for shouting at him either, because at this point I know he's not real. Unfortunately, while trying to contemplate what to do next, I wake up.