lucid

I was in the pool in the backyard of my house and in a table was a menu where I could ask for a plane to take me to the sky and throw me into the pool, I had already gone several times. one time I asked for the plane but I forgot to enter, the pool was being prepared for the jump and saw that they put some product in the water to the fall dont hurt, I was embarrassed for losing the airplane trip ran home. At home I stop to think and see how the shadows are not right and I realized it's a dream, I made an RC and used all the techniques that I know of stabilization, the result is amazing.
I try to fly but I fail, then my father came and I asked him to teach me how to fly, he said ''I'm too tired to teach you how to fly'', I remember a technique of flying by imagining an invisible ladder and climb the stairs, I climbed to the seventh step and fell. Then my mother came and I asked her to teach me to fly, she said the same thing that my father said.
I went to the backyard and estabilized the dream screaming to get the dream lived and stable, I tought that someone will get angry and come out by the screams, I tried to use my expectation and I tought that will get out the window of the house next door Katniss Everdeen of The Hunger Games, but nothing happens.
I went back home and used the computer out of curiosity, was open to the facebook but with some unrecognized letters, I started thinking that I can not feel my body in real life, but unintentionally I felt and woke up.

Wow, I don't know if i'm a natural lucid dreamer or what ... But I had a successfull WILD on the first serious try (refusing to give up that is.) Neat! I only remember a small fragment from earlier in the night though:



Dinosaurs (dream fragment.)

Some dinosaurs in a big room made out of paper. A guy said they were going to have to be put down since the "cage" could break so easily and they were quite dangerous. I told him it was a stupid idea, since we could just build a better cage instead. i mean helloooo, live dinosaurs! that is frickin awesome.


I then woke up, did some yoga, drank water and did some reality checks, since I was gonna try some WILDing. I was unsure if i woke up at the right time (roughly 7 hours of sleep), but I hoped I would hit REM right away.

Back in bed i lied on my back, just trying to relax. My flatmate went about in the kitchen, slamming things into benches and whatnot so I thought it would be hard to fall asleep. I meditated for awhile, counting to 150 with every breath. I started to get these weird and totally random thoughts, but I didn't feel sleepy at all and could still hear my flatmate in the kitchen. I just waited for SP to kick in since I quite often wake up in the middle of the night in SP and it comes quite naturally for me.

I turned onto my right side, and my mind was unaturally calm. I kept having random, "dreamy" thoughts, but my consciousness was very clear and I didn't see any HI och had any SP. But then, REALLY suddenly, an image of a corridor appeared. I entered it.


Foreign seminars!


Oh my! That was weird. No SP or HI beforehand? but ohmygod, it worked! okay, calm down.

I looked at my hands, touched the wall and just tried to really get into the dream. Seems stable, so I looked around. I was in a school probably, in a big corridor with many doors. I thought about how I wanted to meet Keiko, so I called out for him.

(Keiko was a imaginary friend who appeared in some of my dreams when I was little. He looks like a red fox with green eyes. Sometimes he has butterlfy wings. He had a quite timid personality with a sarcastic streak underneath.)

"Keiko!"

My voice sounded just like it does in real life. I turned around, hoping he would be there. Nope. Oh well.

I started walking down the corridor. It was completely empty. The few times i've become lucid as an adult before, I’ve tried to take control of my dreams with limited success ...my dreams has instead become really chaotic and "focused" on me; random annoying DC;s and unstable, changing scenery. I think about just going with the flow this time, enjoying whatever the plot of the dream is. But it would be nice to have Keiko with me ... I call for him again and turn a corner. A guy runs past me, almost knocking me over. He looks stressed, almost scared.

I look down the hallway. It's completely pitch-black from where he came, no light at all. Just perfect for a nightmare. No thank you, I think, turning back.

The corridor looks pretty much the same when I pass it the second time. One of the doors is open though, and I walk inside. It's like a big classroom inside with lots of people in it. Looks like there is going to be a seminar or something, there is a huge white screen in front and some people are running around setting things up. I walk up to a table that is in the front of the “classroom” and sit down next to two boys, around 9 and 5 years old.

“Hi!” I say in Swedish. “How are you?”
No reply. I try again, in English this time.
“Hi, how are you?”
“I’m fine, how are you?” The 9-year old replies.
“Oh, just fine. What’s your name?”
No reply. He turns to the younger boy to the left and says something in a foreign language that sounds a little like Russian.
“Oh, what language is that? Is it Russian?” I ask.
He looks amused.” Haha no, it’s Magrorian!”
I’m like ok, whatever. I turn to the younger boy.
“Hi, what’s your name?”
No reply. He has a vacant expression.
“How old are you?” I ask again.
“September.”
“What?”
“I was born in September.”
Cool, I think, same month as me! If I ask him what year he is probably going to say the same year I was born. So cool.
“What year?”
“87.”

I sigh. Stupid, random DC’s.

I see that the professor is trying to get everyones attention. Everybody keeps chattering, so I call out “Heyhey! It’s about to start!”

Everybody quiets down, I walk away from the two boys so that I’m closer to the professor. But when he starts talking it’s in the same foreign language that the two boys talked in! doh.
I try to “will” him to speak Swedish, but then it just becomes gibberish and random words. I sigh. I think about that at least 10 minutes must have passed in real time. I lean against a wall and look at the audience. Everybody keeps paying attention to the gibberish lecture. I’m not in the center of the dream at all, which is very unusual. I really feel as if I’ve walked into the dreamworld as a lucid visitor undercover, neither disrupting or pulling any attention.

I look at my hands and count to seven fingers, but I never doubted I was dreaming, I know I’m sleeping in my bed and that my flatmate is probably still banging around in the kitchen. I look at the audience, looking away and back. Nothing weird happens.

I think about something to do without changing the scenery or trying to take control of things, and remember that somebody on DV said that it was cool to listen to music in dreams. I look for my phone in my pocket, I untangle my headphones (it tangles up even in dreams) and put them in my ears. There is already music playing, and it’s the opening song from HOUSE M.D. Totally weird, I probably haven’t heard that song for at least 3 months.

Oh, random subconscious, how I love you. The song sounds just like it should, no weirdness or unexpected noise.

The lecture is still going, and nothing weird or random has happened. On one hand I think this is really cool that the dream is so stable, but on the other it’s a little boring to waste lucidity like this. I mean, there is no plot in the dream! I’m a total outsider!

Sick of this, I turn towards a random guy in the audience and will him to shift into a monster. It’s really hard, it’s like the dream is fighting me, but he slowly turns, he gets black eyes and a really wide, creepy smile with shark-like teeth.

He starts coming at me, and I lift my arm and concentrate on flinging him across the room with pure willpower, certain that it will work since the dream is so stable and I’m so confident.

But no! He keeps coming at me, time slows down as he lunges, all wide grin and razorsharp teeth …

I kick him right in the stomach the last second. The kick feels really weak, but somehow he still flies through the air … Right into the lecturer! Time slows down yet again, matrix-like, as the both crashes into a table.

Everybody in the room starts shouting, confused. I feel as if I reaaally fucked this seminar up. Ooops. I better get out of here.

I turn around and start morphing into a wolf. It takes some concentration, but finally I feel as a wolf. I start running towards the exit, but it’s a little hard to steer and I bang into the doorway. It hurts!

I run into the exact same corridor as before. This is so weird, how stable this dream is! I think idly about how long time has passed since I entered the dream. At least 15 minutes!

I start looking for a way out of the building, wanting to get to a forest or something. As I run the song “Pärlor” by Kent plays.

The dream starts to fade! Noooo. I start spinnng round, but still wake up. I lie completely still, hoping to fall asleep again … And yes. I see some trees! I enter the dream again.

Through the mirror world into Mordor


I’m sitting in a canopy. I take a moment to really get into the dream, stabilizing the enviroment, looking at my hands and so on. I look at the leaves around me. They are red and yellow maple leaves. I pick one and smell it, and it smells like chocolate! I bite into it, but it just tastes bitter and a little like grass … : (

I stand up on the branch that I “woke up” on, looking around. There is a clear blue sky with fluffy white clouds, and when I look out over the land it’s a big yellow wheat-field. It’s really beautiful. I take into the sky flying. It feels awesome!
I fly higher and higher, feeling the wind in my hair … So awesome.

But the higher I fly, the weirder the ground looks. It’s as if the horizon ends way to early, and the sky just “loops around”. The ground is slowly diappearing, and I try to will it to stretch further on, but it doesn’t work. As I fly onward, the ground slowly disappears, and soon there is clouds everywhere.

Okey then, I think. Here we go. I fall, or rise, towards the sky, I’m not really sure. but as I get real close gravity shifts, and it turns out the “sky” is a reflection in the water. I’m at sea! There is water everywhere, and a clear blue sky ahead. Just blue skies and clouds everywhere!

I can’t even describe how awesome this looked. Anyways, I start flying over the water. I think that I want to go faster, and I hear a voice saying “there is 5 more levels, you want me to increase speed?” I think yes please and sure enough, I speed up.

Then the clouds darken ahead, and it looks like Mordor ahead or something, angry black clouds and fire.

The water underneath me becomes orange, then turns to molten lava.
Huge rocks shoots up from underneath the surface, and I dodge around them the best I can. It feels as if something is trying to keep me away from that Mordor-like mountain!

I just keep flying, trying to get there, but then my visual fades … I try to hang, but nope … I wake up.


Awesome dreams though! It was really neat to not try to control the first dream, and I still can’t get over how stable the dream was. Insane, I tell ya.

My friends and I were playing some sort of MMO. I remember having a choice of being a quick character or a strong character so I picked quickness. It let me start out with Boots of Mobility (from LoL) and some sort of grappling hook.

We worked pretty hard getting certain places. It was sort of Minecraft-y, and I remember we got to the area where the rest of my dream took place through a staircase that went down into a cavern. The staircase stopped like 7 feet down and we had to drop the rest of the way (and therefore couldn't get back up). There was a bunch of lava. And bats.

My backpack was perfectly full, and I was some sort of very important person. A Time Lord, too, I think. (Cause I could regenerate) I think I was an assassin. I was also a girl.

First, we had to defeat Donkey Kong and Bowser by dropping stuff on their head. I took Bowser's aviator sunglasses. Then I tied Waluigi up and used him as a flail to break a ceiling. Wario didn't like this much. Later, I had to sneak into a girl's closet and wait. Soon, she brought a dead Poppy (the character) into the closet and her father came into her room. They argued for a while, and I soon realized the bad thing that was supposed to happen was not Poppy's death, but instead the girl's death herself. I was supposed to kill the father. I jump out of the closet and grab her father (which was a fat, realistic version of Mario) and got him in a choke hold. He gives up and I let him go. He is mad at me, and police soon arrive to arrest him (apparently while I was in the closet I was able to contact them), but the girl is thankful. She asked me how she could get in contact with God so she could get Poppy resurrected. I told her maybe the device I used to contact the police would work. It takes a long time to get started up, but its range always increases. Maybe she'd be able to eventually reach God with it?

Jump to a dream fragment:
I'm driving home from my grandmother's house. I'm like "Oh, this was one of those times where I just spaced out and didn't notice where I was driving. Since I wasn't paying attention, I'll do a reality check. I'm dreaming." Then I did a reality check and wasn't able to stay in the dream since I was already like half-awake.

Dream Start:
I was walking with Kayla and talk to her about how I like her and she suddenly told me that I could wrap my arm around her back(Very hard to do in real-life) and somehow I did.We were still walking then we teleported to my friends house and started talking again(Same Subject).And she said "Do you want to hug me?You can If you want..." I did as she said,thinking this is not a dream.We kissed twice and then sat down and start talking again.This time,I am unsure what we were talking about because the dream faded away and I woke up.
Dream End.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m in an art class, located in my son’s junior high school.There are students all around, and I seem to be one of them, though I stillfeel like I’m a grown-up. I don’t ask permission to leave the room when I needto go to the bathroom. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk across the hall to the closest bathroom. The halllooks like any typical school building; smooth-brick for the walls, lockers onboth sides, and a dull reflection on the tile from a window at the end of thehall. Nothing seems surprising about my location or my presence.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I never view myself inside the bathroom but when I walk outand head back to class I find that I am lost. I thought my classroom was just awalk across the hall but I can’t seem to find it. Nothing seems familiar, andthere are lockers where I thought the class door should be.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk a little further along the hall towards my left andfind a corridor that leads to another wing parallel to the one I am in. I walkthrough to this other wing and begin trying doors, hoping I’ll get lucky. Thefirst door I try has kids in it that are too young to be my classmates. Theyappear to be first graders and none seem familiar. They take no notice of me asI step back out and close the door.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I try a second door and again I don’t find my class. Thepeople seem to be the right age but I don’t recognize anyone. It’s clearly thewrong class.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I find no satisfaction at the third door either. As I openit a nearby teen looks up at me with an expectant look on his face. He appearsto be about 13 years old, thin with dark hair and wearing a collared shirt. Igive him a nervous smile and say, “Hi, older kids. Don’t mind me.” Nearly all the kids in the class are lookingat me as I exit the room, and I feel really uncomfortable.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The last door I try turns out to be my classroom, and myrelief at finally finding it is almost overwhelming. Just as I enter the classI find the bell ringing and it is time for everyone to go to lunch. Everyonewalks out of the classroom, and the teacher leaves through a different doorthat leads outside. I decide to follow her.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As I walk outside I recall that the teacher was nice to me,and I want to talk to her. She’s a pretty Asian woman, dressed sharply in a mauvehalf-dress, an unusual yet flattering choice for teaching. Her heels don’t seemto slow her down as she navigates a rock-path that crosses a small stream thatburbles down the slight hill between school buildings.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk past her and she smiles at me, making a slow turn tofollow my gaze as I pass behind her. If I didn’t know better I would assume shewas flirting with me. I definitely want to impress her, and have her look favorablyat me, so the first thing I do as I get close to her is reach down and pick upsome of the pink goo that has collected along the edges of the stream. Liftinga handful I put it in my mouth, almost biting into it despite its appearance offoam. It tastes pink, unlike gum or frosting but definitely sweet, and pink isthe best word to describe the taste. I hold it up to an unseen audience andwith a mouthful of goo I pronounce it good, and safe to eat.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Suddenly doubting my popularity I head back up the gentlehill to the school. There is an outdoor hall in front of me and lots ofstudents are loitering here. This is a good sign to me, and I expect that I won’thave to wait long in line to get my lunch. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Walking in to the cafeteria I am assaulted by the usualnoise and smells that come with a school eating hall. Despite my earlier visitto the bathroom I need to pee again. I go in search of a bathroom and my questtakes me to the far side of the cafeteria. I feel slightly sick from smellingall the food in the room.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I find a bathroom and open the door, only to find itoccupied by a young boy. I apologize and hastily close the door, noticing asign that indicates the bathroom is for boys. I don’t think it was there beforeI opened the door, or I would have noticed it. I certainly wouldn’t have gonein had I seen the sign.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The next door over is another bathroom, and this one alsohas a sign on it indicating it is intended for males. I gently push against thedoor and it slowly opens, revealing an empty room with four stalls jammed closetogether on one wall and a trough on the other. There is no toilet and no sinkin the room.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk into the tiny closet of a room, because I really needto pee. Because there is no toilet I am debating if I could use one of theexisting receptacles, but there is also no toilet paper, and this distressesme. As I complete my turn I notice there is also no lock on the door, and infact a square-foot chunk of the door is missing where a door-lock wouldnormally be. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I become lucid as I open the door, finding myself standingthere with my pants down around my ankles. I know it’s a dream because I wouldnever stand in any unlocked bathroom with my clothes down, let alone thecafeteria I begin walking in to. Emerging from the other bathroom is the kid Isaw earlier, and like me he has his pants down also. I feel sorry for him as helooks very embarrassed, but in contrast I am quite calm. Knowing it’s a dreamallows me not to worry about the people in the cafeteria, most of whom seem notto have noticed me anyway. My only concern is to find some toilet paper.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Dream 1 - (fragment)[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m at the Zilker Hillside Theater, in Zilker Park. I’mhappy that my mom has brought me to dance at the hillside, even though she hastaken some risk in bringing me. A friend of mine is with me and we are runningaround, playing and being excited.[/FONT][/SIZE][FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3] [/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Dream 2 - Lucid Eating[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m at a 7-11, and I’m escaping the storm outside. The rainis heavy, and as I think about it a TV appears and shows the weather radar witha perfect image of the central Texas counties affected. The image is in motionjust like it would appear if I was watching TV in real life.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’ve mad my way into the aisle with the chips, and somethingby the newspaper stands has distracted me, possibly the newspapers themselves.I find myself staring at them, transfixed by something that hasn’t appeared. Ibecome lucid and realize I’m trying to make something appear.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]A nearby customer, someone young, spots me and asks me, “Whyare you staring at those newspapers?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Inside my head I have a debate with myself about what Ishould say.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]-Why am I staring at them? I know nothing is going tohappen.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]-Should I tell him? He’ll just think I’m crazy.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]-If I don’t tell him he’ll think I’m crazy anyway.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]-Maybe he’ll think I’m hiding something. I don’t want him toknow I’m dreaming.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]-He’s still waiting for an answer.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I finally look up at him and just shrug my shoulders,letting him figure it out on his own. He scowls at me, waves his hand at me indismissal and walks out of my sight.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m already letting it go, no longer worrying about hisopinion. I turn back around and realize I’m in the chips aisle so I might aswell be eating chips. A bag of Funyuns appears in my hand, and I reach in andgrab a few. I’m eating them and I like them but they aren’t as oniony as Iwould like them to be, and now I’m thirsty. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I think, “Well, I am in a 7-11.” and I suddenly have aSlurpee in my hand; It’s cherry flavored, and tastes so very good. (ApparentlyI can conjure drinks better than snacks) I suck on the straw and the drinkfills my mouth, though time seems to fly by and my drink is gone before I getto savor it. It was a fairly small cup.[/FONT][/SIZE][FONT=Times New Roman]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I looked back out of the store towards the street, noticingthe store is located at a corner a few blocks from my house instead of where itis normally located further down the main road. In the street outside I seeseveral feet of water flowing along the gutter. It’s abnormal for that quantityof water to flow along the street, and as I watch the flood moving down theroad I start worrying about my son who is camping in Bastrop. I reason that ifAustin is getting this much rain, he likely is also, especially since I saw theradar image showing the rain moving that direction.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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Light Switch Rave

I am VERY lucid in some house with my daughter. I grab her and kiss her all over face because I know she’s outside playing at this moment (supervised) while I'm inside napping on the couch in waking life and I wanted to shower her dream self with love because for some reason I knew it's magnified on the dream plane which would flow over to her waking life body…. Or at least that was my theory at the moment. I laugh to myself as she smiles… I can tell she doesn’t know what's going on but is enjoying herself. I give her a silly face and run around the house flicking light switches on and off because I know they won’t work and I think this is funny? (dream thought process may be a lil’ fried) Finally, I stand in the middle of the house and create a light show with all the lights in the house for my lil’ one. I laugh to myself at the irony of being able to control the lighting with my mind yet not the switches on the walls….
Silly Dream Plane….

P.S. My lil’ one came in from playing outside after this and I woke up to her giving me a bunch of kisses while tickling me & telling me she loves me….

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 Club Rumba.

Spoiler for Theme of the dream:

Its nighttime and im walking down a sidewalk with Natalia. She is wearing a outfit just like the one in the picture. We enter this nightclub, with the music playing from the spoiler bar. There are people dancing, drinking and having a good time. Me and Natalia are carrying briefcases and walk past people dancing and socializing in this crowded nightclub. We walk up these stairs and walk down this hall to find a door in the back, guarded by a beautiful latin woman. She ask us who are we here to see, Natalia tells her the mans name we are here to see. We walk in to find this latin guy who looks like Cheech Marin. He was drinking some liquor in a small glass, dancing with 4 beautiful women in short skirts.

(Cheech Marin looking guy talking)

"Hey...welcome to Club Rumba! Natalia how bout a drink babe?"

(Natalia talking)

"Sure, i'll have whatever you're having."

We are now sitting down on the couch, and the guy escorts the ladies out so we can talk business. Natalia sets the briefcase on the glass table and the man hands Natalia her drink and asks me if i wanted one too. I tell him sure, (Even though i don't drink anymore in wl) Natalia asks the man for some important documents. He hands them to Natalia and she starts looking thru everything and hands it to me. (My memory is foggy about what was in there) I hold on to it and the man says that he has some goodies for us. He shows us this back room full of guns, herbs, drugs, and files. Natalia picks up some colorful pills and puts them down in this ziplock bag and gives it to me.

She grabs a few of the guns the man has in a cabinet as well. We walk back in the room and get ready to leave the man tells Natalia to come by more often to see him and Natalia says..

(Natalia talking)

"As long as you keep this supply coming in, im your number one customer."

(Cheech Marin looking guy talking)

"Hey...thats my girl!"

(He starts dancing again)

(Natalia shakes her head)

(Me)

We leave the room and head back downstairs to the lower area of the nightclub. A woman runs past and snatches Natalia's ziplock bag of pills. Natalia runs after her, grabs the woman by her hair and pulls her down to the ground. Natalia is punching her in the face to a bloody pulp, and gets up and starts stomping her face to a bloody pulp. A big bouncer comes over and pulls Natalia off of the poor woman. Natalia jerks her arm from the man and tells him to get the fuck off of her. She grabs her ziplock bag from off of the floor and says..

(Natalia talking)

"Next time you ever try some foolish shit like that again, your dead!"

(Natalia spits on her)

And we leave the club.


Dream #2 Smiling faces tell lies.

Spoiler for Theme of the dream:

Im sitting down on a chair outside reading the newspaper. It is sunny outside, and it is awful quiet i hear some rustling in some bushes near me an look over to see IT the clown!



(IT talking)

"Hey, i want to share some vital information with you."

"Yea? What is it?"

"Their all out to get ya."

"Who is?"

He starts looking around and taking his hands and cupping them around his mouth whispering to me.

"Everybody. I would especially keep an eye out for that big boy on his way to your house right now. If i were you, i chop him up into itty bitty pieces and make an example out of him."

I start thinking long and hard about everything he is telling me. I look at him and say...

"Why are you telling me this anyway? Should'nt i be worried about you too? I mean..you did say everybody is out to get me. Should'nt that include you too?"

"Of course not buddy ol pal. Im a friend of yours. Why...you can trust me!"

"Hmm, if you say so."

He tells me that he will come back to me after i finish the job or something like that. A heavy set black dude walks over to my house and starts asking me if i wanted to play the game with him i tell him sure. We walk into my house and sit down on the couch and start playing King Of Fighters 13 on the PS3. after about a few mins, i tell him that i have to go use the restroom real quick. I go in the bathroom and stare into the mirror. I become lucid and start thinking about what IT the clown. I begin wondering if what he said was all part of some sort of sick twisted game. I look into the mirror and dive thru it and end up somewhere in a sewer underground.


WILD - Dream #3 Zombie filled underground.





Im now underground in some underground tunnel someplace. There are two parts of the tunnels (Like the pic) I am looking at. I decide to walk towards the one on the left. I open up the narrow door, and find a bunch of creepy looking zombies. I start glowing gold and pounding away at them with my fist. I defeat a army of them, and make my thru another door.


Final dream: Clowns last party.






I now enter a creepy looking room...




To find IT the clown eating some cereal watching porn on t.v I interupt him by saying..

"Enjoying that soggy ass cereal clown?"

(IT the clown talking)

"What? Fruity Pebbles taste good when its soggy!"



"Whatever man. Look you ready to die?"

"Sure sure sure. Hang on one sec...let me just finish this last bowl."

I kick the bowl of cereal out of his hands and grab him by the collar and throw him across the room.

"Im sick of playing around clown!"

He runs to another area of this spooky looking house hiding in the shadows laughing and creeping out only to say..



"Peeka booo, i seeee youuuuu. (Laughs like a maniac)

He keeps creeping in and out the shadows laughing and saying peeka boo the whole time. I grow impatient punching walls and growling.

"Ugh...come out you damn coward!"



"Naa naa na naa na..you will never get meeee."

(He laughs like goofy)

I feel the dream closing in on me and him say..

"Farewell...until we meet again."

I pound the floor, and woke up pounding my pillow! Lol

So bad about keeping up lately. Last 4 days or so:

1. My usual 7:30am WBTB this morning. I had a DILD where I was experimenting with a DC (Sign Bob) but lost lucidity when we kissed and I closed my eyes! Bad ophelia.. closing eyes in a lucid is the kiss of death for me. But I had fun looking in mirrors, touching things, making things brighter. All in all not bad.

Prior to the random DILD, I was attempting DEILD like I usually do. I felt the usual vibrations, then the sensation of something coming up behind me, lying on top of me, sliding his arms around me and grabbing my hands. At one point we were kissing, and I could feel sharp teeth on top and below my tongue. I knew it was the DEILD Demon, and I was so sure he was about to bite my tongue off lol. Even though I know it isn't real at the time, the sensations are still strong enough that it feels real. And having my tongue bit off would hurt, and I don't want it setting up my subsequent lucid experiment badly. Anyway, he didn't bite my tongue off. But I broke the kiss and looked at him, and he looked just like a vampire, teeth and all. Kinda hot actually. But when I reached to touch his face, he bit my finger. I just.. never learn. So I said, Nooooo, noooooo, no biting, and he let go. Danny was in bed with me asleep in real life, and one time that DD lay on me, we were both on top of Danny's arm, which was kinda weird hehe.. the 3 of us in the same bed. Then another time, I had a FA where I saw a creepy doll on Danny's pillow. I suspected it was DD, so I flopped over on Danny and knocked the doll onto the floor. I thought I really woke myself and Danny up in the process, and I apologized. Forgot to ask Danny this morning if I actually flopped on him or not lol. Well next time I'm going to try the less is more approach that oreoboy and I discussed. Whatever DD does, I'm not going to try to manipulate the transition in anyway, and maybe it will go alot smoother next time.

2. Not much of an LD, there was a short one but I didn't write it down so I forgot it. But I had some nasty SP where some creep was going to turn me into segment 2 of the next human centipede. He had already picked the one to be the front: a young fat kid that he just kept feeding french fries to, to keep him from being scared and calling for help. I partially awoke right as I heard whispering in my room, and amongst the many voices I heard the creep tell me that it was time for my butt surgery. I could tell I was in my room when I heard this, and in some pretty bad SP. I knew I was lucid, so I forced myself in an upright position, and yelled back "No it's NOT!!!!" and woke up. I started to drift off again, and felt the vibrations come on, only there were more of those whispering voices accompanying it. Couldn't make out anything they said, but at least there was no more talk of sewing me, ass to mouth, to anyone. The rest of the night was really uncomfortable. Hard to sleep again, and I had to get up for work at 6:30. That was the most weird thing, I had this experience at around 4am, but I had gone to bed at around midnight. I never have WBTBs lead to lucid experiences after only 4 hours of sleep.

3. Was having an odd sort of relationship with OldSparta and limitless. I just kept on kinda, going back and forth between the 2. And the scenery kept going back and forth between the beach and the dining bar at work. I was talking to OldSparta at the dining area, and that triggered lucidity (because I realized I had never met him or seen him in real life.) The scene immediately went back to the beach, and I grabbed his hand and pulled him down the beach a bit. I had plans but I woke up.

4. I'm pretty sure Dark_Merlin and I went to prom together. Nice tux. Bad hair.

New Dream Sign: sitting at the bar in the dining area at work. That's where I had both DILDs.

Here are some memorable dreams from the past week, excluding today. From today onward I will try to be more organized.



Surprise visit.

I was in my apartment. (I live in a flatshare with 3 other people.) Suddenly John shows up, I have seriously mixed feelings about seeing him. He has a friend with him too, but she just stays quiet and in the background. He says he is in a hurry, that he was just passing by and has to go. I follow him back to the train station.

It's autumn out, really beautiful - red and orange leaves fall all around. There is snow on the ground. We walk in a weird sort of silence, i try to resist the urge to hug him and tell him how much i've missed him. I've tried to forget him for such a long time, i've repaired my life without him. He suddenly says he has missed me. I don't know if it's sincere. I feel so weird, I don't think I answered him. I try to muster up a feeling of aloofness and even hate, but I can't. Now when I see him everything just hurts.

When we arrive at the station he climbs onto a metal fence-thingy, I lean against it next to him. The metal is really cold.
"So," I say, starting up the awkward small-talk and avoiding anything and everything important with betrayal, addictions, life fracturing into tiny little pieces and exploding and whatnot. i don't care. Totally. Cool.
"Where do you live now?"
"King's street 14" (A real place in the city where we live.)
"great that you moved out of that flatshare. It sounded naasty."
He smiles. "Yeah."
"But damn! That is like really central. How much is the rent?"
"8400 crowns."
"What?! Ohmygood. How do you manage?!"
"Took a part-time job at mcdonalds."

"Oh" I reply, "That's great ..."
He mumbles something in agreement. The train arrives and we say goodbye.
I don't hug him.

While walking back to my house I try as hard as I can to just push him away in my mind. I think about how far i've come in rebuilding my life, and that I did it alone.


(We have a quite complicated past, our relationship is pretty much ruined.)







Planecrash!

This is just a fragment. I'm on a plane that crashes, we jump out of the plane with a parachute just in time. I make some awkward smalltalk with the other passengers while we wait for the plane to be repaired. When we get on the second time, I don't get on quite in time and is forced to hang onto the plane with just one hand.



Castle Adventure Time with secret rooms, maidens and executions. Oh my!

I was in a castle, a real medieval one. A battle was raging outside. Both sides wanted a girl that had some mystical magic powers. Both sides knew she was hidden in the castle and was looking for her, her powers would be the key to winning the war.

I was a young knight (male!) employed on the side that currently had control over the castle. Everybody was running around, both trying to fight off the other forces and searching for the girl. I had a feeling we had had control of the castle for at least a few weeks.

And then ... I happened to stumble onto the secret room. You needed a missing wallbrick, which I found. I entered the room. A girl around 15-17 was there. She had long red hair and a dark green, really pretty dress. She started to cry. Poor thing was so scared, she had been hunted all her life for her powers which hurt when she used them + they dried her lifespan. I don't know what her powers were, but they were destructive and only used for war, while she was so harmless and fragile. It was like a curse, I felt so much compassion with her.

Anyway, we became friends. Some time passed, I think. But somehow they figured out that I knew where she was. I fled the castle, but was caught by the opposing side.

(Here the dream becomes really vivid.)

I am staring up at the castlewall where my former allies are. While trying not to get the opposing side to kill me they sort of reveal that I know where the girl is. Those who have captured me refuse to hand me back (of course) since I possess this information.

My former allies aim a bow at me.

“Hand him back, or we will shoot.”

This is really a batman gambit of them, trying to make them hand me back or the information dies with me. This is such a tense moment. Everybody holds their breath, not knowing how this will play out. If my capturers hand me back, they might get a shot at finding me later or retrieving the information somehow. But at the same time, they haven’t even breached the outer wall and they might be too late.

I stand right under the wall in clear sight, no one will have time to protect me if they fire. I just stare straight ahead, listening to the whispers around me. Then I hear a bow getting “loaded” just a few inches to my right, the string being pulled. I understand that my fate has been sealed and my heart leaps.
To my right I hear someone saying “kneel”.

I kneel, staring down at the ground, my heart trying to beat its way out of my chest.
Thoughts about how I die for a cause run through my head, I also feel weirdly turned on almost, reality really sharp and clear and I really think this is the last thing I’ll experience. I just wait and wait and wait for someone to fire an arrow.

It’s never fired, the dream ends there.




Short lucid.

I am talking to Cornelia in our kitchen, when I realize she is shorter than me. This makes me instantly lucid. Wow, I just started getting interested in this again yesterday! This is going fast. Way too fast. I get scared, and wake myself up. I was just soooo surprised to be lucid dreaming that the dreamscape felt way to sudden and surreal. I wasn’t prepared.



Another short lucid.

The second time during the same night i got lucid. I don't remember what happened before this, or what triggered lucidity. I stabilized the dream by looking at my hands, the right one looked normal, the left one had one finger missing. I am in a sort of rocky area, just lots of rocks and stony grounds.

A black dog suddenly shows up from behind a rock, we stare at eachother for a few seconds. it looks like a labrador, slightly larger than normal though. I think about how cool it is that the dog doesn't exist for real.

It suddenly growls and looks like it's going to attack. I feel a spike of fear; pain is often really vivid in my dreams ... I try to wake myself up by closing and quickly opening my eyes. Doesn't work.

I will myself to morph into a wolf. It doesn't quite work since the dog attacks before I am finished morphing. We jump around eachother, just me trying to avoid his attacks. A paw scratches my side, it isn't that sharp a pain and I feel a little calmer and not as afraid. I see an opening and lunge towards his throat, but as I bite down I don't get that strong a grip since i've forgotten to morph my mouth/nuzzle. I morph while biting, I get a much stronger grip and bite down. As I do, my vision gets all grey and fuzzy-static like, then the dream fades.

I had a pretty undetailed lucid, I know it involved some odd kinds of fighting, and me walking through a strange building. As I was watching at some scene I can't identify I slowly became lucid but the scene destabilized, my awareness level was raised the entire time but I just couldn't get back into a dream properly. But I didn't wake up either, effectively resulting in me drifting around between awake and sleeping, aware and unaware.
After quite a while a new dream started but I wasn't aware any more.

I've been in a van with this strange dude and a few rescued people and the planet was in a bad state of disarray. We were driving around searching for other people to pick up. At some point we were picking up people in a zone which became instable while we were in it, so as soon as we could we hauled our asses outta there. The driver at first said he wouldn't do the same mistake again but then decided to drive like a jack ass, starting with crushing straight into a house, partially up the sloping road, partially abusing the staircase of the house with now slightly less walls.
Suddenly I was kind of outside the car talking with the driver accusing him of being somewhat stupid because the car was flat like sheet of paper after his maneuvers.

Here I will post my dreams, both lucid and non-lucids. I shall try to keep orders with lots of tags and so on.



Colour coded for your convinience:

Non-Lucid
Semi-Lucid/lacking in clarity or stability.
Lucid
Notes/thoughts/clarifications/interpretion is in regular black.

Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

[Note: This was my first time taking melatonin. I took a 3mg pill before I went to bed. I'm on a trip, and my hosts offered it to me to help me get over jet lag. I also tried to concentrate on lucid dreaming more than I had been lately, as I was falling asleep. One or both of those things worked.]

I'm walking along the right-hand side of a broad, wide street, passing several marching bands as they march past in the opposite direction, one after another.

I'm in a classroom at a school that looks a lot like my old elementary school. There are a lot of other people my age there. A bunch of us start sitting down in a semicircle with our musical instruments; we're about to play an impromptu band concert. TM [a real-life friend and roommate who I only met within the last six months] is one of the people participating in the concert, but it's obvious that she doesn't know how to line up for one correctly. I yell at her: “[TM]! You have to sit so that you're spaced evenly! That's the done thing in music!”

The band starts playing “The Star-Spangled Banner.” The memory of how to play it comes flooding back into my mind from high school. [This is a real memory. It was one of the songs I had to memorize how to play for football games.] I'm surprised and pleased to find that I can still play it. As we're playing, though, the other members of the band lose interest, stop playing, and wander out of the room, leaving me playing my clarinet all alone.

When I get to a stopping place, I stop playing and leave the room in the company of a female teacher. We walk around the western edge of campus and come to the entrance of another classroom, where we stop and talk to a male teacher. Somewhere around this point, I realize that I'm dreaming. [I don't remember the specific moment it happened, but I know I've had at least one other dream featuring this version of my old elementary-school campus before.]

In the conversation with the male teacher, I ask him how old I am right now: “Am I eleven, the age I was when I started playing the clarinet; fourteen, the age I was when I graduated from junior high school; eighteen, the age I was when I graduated from high school; or twenty-six, the age I am right now in the real world?” I mention the real world specifically to see whether he'll pick up on the implication that the world we're in right now isn't real, and how he'll react.

“There is no real world involved in this discussion!” the male teacher exclaims.

I decide not to pursue that topic any further, because it's obvious that I'm not going to be able to convince him that this is a dream.

I dreamt a lot of things that I don't remember, however I do remember seeing my brother in a brown car, I think it was at a Mcdonalds drive through. I became lucid, but was still kind of doubting that it was a dream. Eventually I realised it was really a dream, then my brother changed into another person, some kind of bearded homeless man. Then I can't remember what happened.

My cousin and I are driving around a town just north of where my grandma lives. It's a fairly large town and were racing through the streets. Eventually we park at the mall but decide to just walk around, we start walking past the fairgrounds and the factory areas when a girl runs past us and toward some warehouse. I start chasing her but she jumps on top of the building. 'whoa I think I'm Dreaming' I do one reality check and try to fly, but I can't. The girl gets away, and when I turn around there is some guy standing there staring at me. Come with me he says and starts walking down the road. my cousin is nowhere to be seen and I can't shake the feeling that I'm dreaming. He leads me into some theatre but we don't leave the front concession room. He pulls out a suitcase and when he opens it up there is something on it that says telepathy. He explains to me that what is in the syringe will make us able to talk to each other telepathically. He sticks a needle in his arm, then mine. As we start talking without speaking I notice that he knows a lot about me. I become fully lucid suddenly and Know I am dreaming. The Unrealness of the whole situation makes me aware. I then ask the guy what it feels like to know your in someone else's dream but he starts to ignore me. I ask again and he looks at me and replies, "How does it feel to Know that this is not your real body and that your real body is laying in bed somewhere? Can you Feel your Body?" I then Start to feel my real body laying in a cool bed with my face on the down pillows. I wake Up in my bed at my grandmas house and have a strange feeling. I go and open the door and my grams on the other side and she scares me because I was not expecting it at all. She asks if I want breakfast and I say sure and follow her to the dining room. Hashbrowns Eggs, and Bacon are laid out and I sit across from my Gram and start to fill my plate. We eat in silence for awhile thinking. A strange thought crosses my mind and I think I should have stuck with doug so I could have caught a ride back home.That thought breaks the illusion and I realise I am dreaming. My gram is gone but I'm still siting in the dining room.I start to hear a noise and can't tell what it is. I suddenly recognise the noise and am sleeping on the couch, My dog freaking out wanting to go outside.