lucid

(Got some catching up to do. I actually just bought myself a 'sleep mask', because I figured a lot of my trouble with recall has to do with the fact that I'm waking up around noon now, usually, and light is always streaming into my room, interrupting my sleep. I've never slept with one of these sleep masks on, before, but I'm beginning to like it. My recall and lucid count has skyrocketted, in the past few days. I'm sure the melatonin and alternating doses of 5-HTP and B6 are probably helping. )

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12/04/2011
"Tactical Entrapment"

I was back in high school (maybe. At least it felt like high school), and some friends and I were talked into bringing out favorite weapons from home, for some kind of show and tell. We'd been told that it was perfectly fine, and we weren't going to get in trouble for it. Of course, as soon as we were about to start our presentations, the police busted into the classroom and apprehended us. We sure that we'd been sold out, and were going to be taken to jail, but they had other plans. They offered us a pardon, if we would be a part of a 'super-soldier' experiement and agree to be given a drug that was supposed to make us stronger and faster, after which, we would be properly trained for combat. Fighting what? I never found out. Even though they were police, they were very straight-forward about this procedure being completely illegal, but times were appearently desperate. There were others there with me, and we all took turns explaining what our skills were, if any. Not really just fighting skills, but what we were good at, in other areas of our lives. After this little 'getting to know you' session, we all eagerly took the experimental pills and began our training.

Later, we were all out battling in the middle of a desert. I remember 'scrolling up' to see a map of our area (as if pulling up the map on Skyrim), and seeing an icon of an enormous serpent, coming up in front of us. Shortly after, we reached the creature. I'd thought it was dead, because it just sat there, motionless, as we approached. After a certain distance, though, this huge beast sprang to life. It began slithering fluidly about the area, snapping at us with quick, powerful strikes and then burrowing away into the sand to strike from another angle. The last thing I remember is fleeing the scene, while a tangled knot of numerous, identical serpents writhed and tumbled itself around us in pursuit.

12/05/2011
"Halloween: Reincarnation"

I can't really peg whether this dream happened in an huge mansion, or a giant facility, like a factory or service area of a mall or something. I do remember that the place was crawling with supernatural creatures, from zombies to ghosts, and that the story centered around a mother and child that had something to do with a reincarnation of Michael Myers. I can't remember if they - combined - were supposed to be his reincarnated self, or maybe just one of them. In any case, I had to fight my way through all of these 'low-level' creatures, in order to finally get to them.

When I'd finally caught up to them, we were on the second floor of large room, like a lobby or a main hall. I had become lucid, somewhere during the chase, and was able to take out the mother without much problem - though I don't really remember doing it. The second floor railing had overlooked the first, and we had a short standoff near the banister, where she ended up falling over the railing to her death. The son, I remember perfectly. I'd picked him up by his collar. He'd been trying to stab me, before then, but really didn't pose all that much of a threat to me. I was still following the story line, though, so I felt obligated to get rid of the kid, somehow.

Not wanting to be too morbid about it, I simply tossed the kid off of the second floor balcony as well, compelled to follow him with my eyes, all the way to the bottom. I just wasn't quite sure how my dream would dictate the outcome of his fall. It was quite sickeningly realistic, though, with his neck snapping to one side as he landed headfirst on the first floor, next to his mother's body. My curiosity had been satisfied, but it made me a little remorseful. I didn't have time to dwell on it, though, as more of the creatures from before began to swarm around my position. Following the boy I'd just murdered, I jumped down from the second floor railing and landed on the first floor, bolting from the house, now that my mission had been done.

The last thing I remember while trying to escape is driving backward into a lake, and having to crawl out the window as the car began to fill with water. I don't believe I was lucid anymore, though, by this time.

12/02/2011
Dream One
"Trainhopping"

The first thing I remember is being on an elevated train. It felt kind of like a monorail, in that it was on a single-railed track, and distinctly had that 'theme park' feel to it. Somewhere along our trip, the train malfunctioned. It began to break down and lose speed, but I can't exactly remember the reason why. It was in this moment, when most of the people around me were reacting to the failing train, that I realized I was dreaming. Looking out the window nearest me, I could see another elevated track. Ahead, I could see another train speeding toward us, on the parrallel railing that sat a couple-dozen yards away from ours. Even in this short period of time, I could see that the train was moving insanely fast. It wasn't a regular monorail, but a bullet train. I knew, immediately, that I would much rather be on that train, than the disfunctional PoS that I was on, now.

I levitated in the air and phased through the roof of my train, landing on top of it. I don't believe my train had completely stopped, but it definitely wasn't moving along at full speed. Ahead, I could see the other train nearing us, breezing along on its own, individual track. Both of these tracks sat so far above the ground that I don't actually remember seeing anything but an obscure blur of green fields far below us.

The oncoming train would be passing us soon, so I knew I had to hurry, in order to catch it. While it passed my train, I ran along the length of the roof - from one of the first cars, which I had been in, all the way to the caboose. At the last car, I lept from the train, in a vain attempt to clear the gap between the two of them. Of course, I fell extremely short, and I could feel myself begin to fall toward the ground below us. Again (much like the T-Rex fighting lucid I'd had a few days ago), I had to right myself, while falling. I 'pushed forward', to turn my downward freefall into forward flight, sloppily clearing the gap and just barely making it to the bullet train as it whipped by the failing one that I had been on, moments ago. I grabbed the outside of the train, sticking somewhere between the train's side and rooftop, and then crawled the rest of the way onto the roof. The speed of the train made being on the roof very intense, and I figured it might be better if I made my way inside. So, slinking back around to the edge of the roof, I eased myself over the side of the speeding train, and phased myself through the window, dropping silently inside the train car.

Unfortunately, I don't remember anything after entering the bullet train.

Dream Fragment Two
I faintly remember something about winning a minor argument against my mom, and chasing someone through a nightclub or bar or something, with a pistol.

DreamLucidAwake

Drawing Practice

It was a false awakening and I had emerged from my parents' bedroom in the afternoon. I was planning on going downstairs into the living room to draw pictures. On my way a woman in an assassin's clothing kicked open the bathroom door and ran down stairs. Although it was never mentioned, I can only refer to her as a goddess. I continued to walk down the stairs and went into the living room. In there the goddess from before was throwing daggers at another goddess wearing white robes. Despite the daggers and light magic flying all over the room, I made my way to the couch where my notebook was. As I was about to start drawing, the white goddess threw the dark one onto my table and it exploded. I then decided to move to the kitchen where I could draw in peace. I drew multiple small objects and then a sketch of a picture of a war general. The picture didn't look like anything fancy or describable. I think the battle managed to find its way into the kitchen and woke me up.

Slap Me Awake

This dream was a short false awakening and a nightmare. It was the middle of the night/early morning and I had awakened to a man jumping into my bed. He got on top of me and held me down. He started slapping me and punching me while speaking insane gibberish. I woke up after about 20 hits or so.

Slap Me Awake II

Same deal as the last dream. A man in dark clothing jumped on top of me as I was sleeping and beat the crap out of me. After just a few hits I suddenly remembered it happening before and became lucid. At this point I took a little more control over the situation and tried pushing the man away. I managed to keep him far way enough so he couldn't attack me. I tried to handle it subtlety by trying to make him dissapear. When I attempted this he gave me a wide eyed stare that seemed to pierce through me. His eyes seemed to be saying "I'm not going anywhere." Between his horrifying stare and the shock of my dream control not working I woke up.

For a few seconds I was in a state of fear after waking. Fear quickly turned into anger because I had allowed it to succeed twice. As I was falling asleep again, I wanted it to try scaring me again.

Slap Me Awake III: The Revenge

It was the same as the last time. Creepy man jumped in my bed and started to attack me. He only got in a couple hits this time before I became lucid once more. This time I decided to do it the old way. I pushed him away from me and kicked him off of my bed and onto the floor. I knelt down, gripped him by the chest, and threw him straight through my bedroom wall. I then opened my bedroom door and walked over towards his body. As he tried to get up, I jumped on top of him and started punching him as he did to me. I then dragged his nearly unconscious body back into my room. Thanks to dream physics, I was able to cram his whole body into my dresser drawer. I woke up shortly after. I had woken up happy and almost laughing at my triumph. Nightmare conquered.

Horse Racing Peter Griffon

It was a pretty short and blurry dream. In the dream I was a black pony on top of a brown horse (big difference). To the left of me was Peter Griffon on top of a similar looking horse. That funny race music started to play and a gun shot went off. I don't really remember much of the race except that I barely won. I tried to a give a thumbs up but then I realized pony's don't have thumbs. Sadly they only have hooves.

Horrible Shoes

Yet another false awakening. I came out of my grandma's bedroom in the middle of the day this time. I sat down with my family to watch some show on tv. In the show there were 3 detectives or police officers and they were discussing a crime. All of the sudden Man 1 took a notice to Man 2's shoes. He said they looked horrible even though they weren't that bad. Then Man 3 pulled out his revolver and shot Man 2 in the foot. Crime against fashion? I was then asked if I wanted to go to Walmart. I didn't have anything better to do, so I agreed. I woke up before I even got out the door though.

End

My dream started off in some type of hotel. Kind of unusual because there was a swimming pool in the bathroom and an unusual shower. (You will find out in a second).

This dream was weird because I thought it was reality and the shower in the bathroom acted as some type WILD device. I would stand in the shower and think of the type of dream I would like too experience and the shower would some how turn "reality" into a lucid dream.

This is how it happened.

(this is semi - lucid)
I was in the shower wanting a lucid dream. Being a 15 year old, I said in the shower, that I wanted to look very attractive and be right next to a hot girl.

The shower surprisingly worked it's magic and got me that lucid dream. I don't remember much after this but I do remember my self looking very attractive and there was a hot girl in a bikini right next to me.

The dream sadly faded and the next thing I remember was me back at the hotel.

(this part right here again is semi - lucid)
I am back the hotel and there is icicles around the swimming pool. I remember my self thinking that if I bring the icicle in the shower with me, it would give me another lucid dream because I had that icicle to look at or something.

That was my weird 20th lucid.

12/12 monday

Could not sleep last night, finally fell asleep at 4am. Got up at 7am.

Went for a nap (WILD) at 1pm. Fell asleep and had a super short lucid.

I'm in this very large room - looks like a high school gymnasium. I'm shoving someone "look, what I can do" and I levitate a bust of some guy out of the shelf and something else.

I'm floting in the air while I do this and take the person I'm shoving my skills off by shoulder and we rise higher. As I'm flying/floating about, I can hear myself repeating "I'm dreaming".

At the same time, I hear a voice from somewhere deep in my mind wondering, how long it will take "her" to realize, she is dreaming. [As I was falling asleep, I was saying "I'm dreaming"].

I could feel the realization coming and suddenly I knew I was dreaming. Told myself not to get too excited and I almost went to do something, when remembered, that I need to stabilise. So I looked at my hands - they looked normal, they had normal color, I could see the wrinkles - but as I looked, I opened my IWL eyes and that was the end of it.

I didn't get much sleep last night. I remember one dream and pisses me off. I "woke up" on my couch and instantly knew I was dreaming before I even looked around. I knew I was dreaming because I could feel this dread and I want to say "fear" but it was just a heavy feeling, being in the dream. I've been wanting to become lucid, but when I was presented my chance, I didn't actually want to be in the dream. I was irritated rather than excited.

The second I was lucid I got up and walked to my front door; already wanting to wake up. I don't know why I went to the door, but I guess in the dream I knew it would wake me up if I opened it; so I did, and woke up.

It's like my dream-self doesn't want to be lucid. I felt completely different about lucidity when I was in the dream than I do in waking life. Any thoughts as to why this happens? Is my subconscious telling me that I don't need lucidity right now, but sleep? That is how I interpret it.

[Two finals down and three to go; wish me luck.]

I've been working at this for some time now, over a year to be exact, and I believe I have had my first lucid dream.

I can't remember all the details of it since I wasn't sure at first, I mean honestly it took me a few minutes as i'm almost suspended in disbelief but I know it's true. I have never flew in a dream before, now like this. This wasn't like a bird in a valley type flying this was more like me zooming like goku thru the busy streets of tokyo. But when I did that I felt like a ball of light. No one could notice me, until I stopped when I saw a light of ball cross my path flying in my opossite direction. I stopped and turned around, (When I did this I had legs) and he looked at me and said what I would say if I wasn't paying people no attention, I thought he was just another random NPC untill he looked shocked and asked if I was awake. I said hell yeah and we began to like, rejoice. We played a game, it was lift need for speed drift on a canyon. But instead of looking at the screen with a joystick, I was the controller. I was way better at the game then he thought I was. I don't remember leaving or finishing the game but at some point I went back to flying around.

By this time I realized I wasn't the only spirit awake, I felt like I was being chased or I had some clash o encounter with some others. The way I got out of this was I was now able to control time. Stop, freeze, rewind, fast foward, along with a blast that came from my mouth like a dragon shout if anyone has played skyrium.

I had another part of my dream where I was laying on the floor next to my girlfriend, and we were talking. My eyes was closed but I knew that I was still in the dream world. And instead of opening my eyes and trying to go back, I just chilled and enjoyed our conversation because I feel like it was a spiritual conversation that she wont know we had, but deep down inside here that conversation is going to affect here.

I don't remember how it came about, I've been keeping a personal dream journal and though my recall has went up, this is my first lucid, I don't know how I awoke, I just knew I was, I think this'll mean that I'll be more awake more often now. I hope so and God Bless

I have been experimenting with peanut butter, of all things. In previous night I was taking vitamin b-6 as well, but last night I decided to just try two tablespoons of peanut butter before bed. I may not get a chance to journal for a long time today, so here are some quick notes.

Successful WILD?

I was attempting a WILD here. Realizing how fast I slip into a dream after the first hints of HI, I decided to forgo counting, relaxation techniques, or mind alertness methods and focus on myself in a dream. At some point (I don't remember exactly when, it may or may not have even been part of this but for some reason I thought it was) I wake up. Or I think I wake up anyway. I look at my hand as a RC. I have 6 fingers. A classic RC.I realize that I'm dreaming. I sit up in bed, and things look completely normal except that I know it's a dream. I throw off my blankets, but I can't remember anything else.

A series of false awakenings, and some lucidity

I have some long involved dream with gangsters. There are fish in the back of a car, and I make it seem like they have been dead a long time. Kind of weird, but it seemed vitally important at the time. After a while, the adventure takes us to an old building with stone steps. I know that if one of the bottom steps is removed, another set of steps will show up leading down into a passage in the ground.

Somehow I find myself back in bed. The gangsters are in my bedroom. I don't know if I thought I woke up or not. The light is on, and think I had better turn it out. I turn it off, but one gangster tells me I had better turn it back on again. I try, but it won't come on. I think it must be because I turned it off and on so fast, and the bulb is burnt out. I try the switch on the wall. Nothing.

"Must have blown a fuse," I think. But I also remember that lights not working right is a dreamsign. I plug my nose and try to breathe. At first I am confused, because I actually can still breathe but I could swear I was awake. I pinch my nose harder, but I can still breathe. I realize I am dreaming. I walk out into the livingroom, and look around. Things are fading a bit, but I hang onto some things to try and stabilize it. I keep saying "increase stability" over and over. I hang onto an open door, which helps a bit. But when I let go, the dream almost ends. I become dangerously aware of my body asleep in bed. Trying to forget that, I try a technique of slowly spinning and looking at all of my surroundings. This helps somewhat.

The dream is still threatening to break up. I pace up and down the living room, shouting "increase vividness" and "increase lucidity" over and over. I walk into the kitchen, and think maybe some excitement would help. "Create monsters!" I shout, but then think better of it and say "well, maybe no monsters." I walk into the living room, and try to summon someone but it fails.

I find myself in bed. I get up and walk out into the living room, remembering my dream. Things are decorated for Christmas, which they are in real life but not as much. I look at the computer clock, but interestingly it seems normal.Somehow though I realize this is a dream. I can't quite remember what I did in this dream (I'm losing recall the longer I am awake) but it wasn't much anyway.

I find myself awake in bed. I get up and walk into the living room. My mother is sitting there, and I tell her about my dreams and false awakenings.

"I just kept thinking I was awake!" I say. I make a joke about an alarm clock, and how it would be good if I had one set in case this was a dream also. How would I ever know when to wake up for real if I thought I was awake already? I don't seem to doubt that I am actually awake this time.

I realize I need to get ready for school. I have to leave by 6:00 or 7:00, but I can't remember exactly when I have to be there. I thought for sure I didn't even need to get up until 8:00, but my mother thinks differently.

I wake up again. There is a single mother in my room. For some reason, I don't know anything about this woman but I know that she is a single mother. She is also a pillow. It's kind of weird. I don't even know if I'm lucid or not at this point, things are a bit confusing.

Eventually I wake up again. Unless this is also a false awakening, which RC's tell me isn't the case, I actually do need to leave. Needless to say, I woke up again from that last false awakening, and no reality check has failed so far.

The dream was long, lucid short and this is all I remember;

Im walking on a path down towards a pub. It's evening.

I'm standing in front of my apartment..I don't know this place. I am no longer supported by father. There is a bycicle that Allen and I didn't return it has a penalty of 1120 dollars tagged on it. I wonder how I'll ever pay that off. I go inside the apartment. It's small I'm in a room with a bed and another door which I think is the bathroom. Somehow I decide to do a rl. I look around trying to make sense of this place and how I know it. I decide my mind made it up which is thick. The room is small and I see curls in the room. I wonder if that's why I did the rc. I cross my legs in the air and float up above the bed I flip my body backwards so I'm floating upside down. I look at curls and say "that's right curlls" he pretends not to look but I got really amused from his face. This might have cause me to begging loosing stability and I start to feel my body in bed

Dream 1: I started out this dream in a department store. I was one of the employees and For some reason, every aisle had to be rented out by the store, similar to real estate. One day my manager forgot to pay the bills on one of the aisles and the aisle got bought out by the Ralph Lauren store. It was pitch black and had shirtless male models strutting around the store. Last i remember me and manager were thinking about how to get rid of the Ralph Lauren aisle.

Dream 2: In this dream i was at my old house that i lived in when i was younger, but in this dream i was 18 years old and in the back yard. The sky had a cloudy red apocalyptic look to it and i was also with 3 girls and 1 guy. Me and the guy had to cut off each of the girls' arms so we could escape the back yard. Me and my friend used a crowbar at first and then we somehow how chainsaws and cut the girls arms off. I parted ways with my friend and went inside the house. for some reason the house had an "over crowded party" atmosphere. my father was also searching for me and i was suppose to escape from him and get to my car in the front yard so i could escape. I blended into the party and got to my car. I slammed it in reverse and hit my friends car. for some reason he ran up to me and said the accident was his fault for parking in my way. I got out ASAP due to the inevitable chase from my father.

I sped up the road and somehow time traveled back in time to the day when my family first moved into the house.

I walked into the house and somehow fooled my father i was the present time version of myself. I walked downstairs and started rummaging through the boxes everyone was unpacking.

Note :I slowly lost touch of the dream after i went downstairs. I have a feeling like i went back in time to prevent that "apocalyptic" event from happening. It was an emotionally intense dream.

Dream 3: This was a short but emotionally intense dream. me and A good guy friend of mine from my college were standing in a field at my hometown. We were standing there with his girlfriend and one of her friends as well. the 4 of us were just standing there looking at the horizon.Somehow the idea popped in my head, "Im dreaming". I stopped thinking about everything else and looked at my friend. I was thinking about what i should say to him. i was going to say "Hey!! we are dreaming!!! when i wake up im gonna see if you remember this!" ...for some reason i ended up not telling him. The three of them soon disappeared

I woke up right after my friends disappeared. I was shocked I actually just had my first lucid dream.

3 - cutting off the arms of 3 girls really freaked me out. Running from my psycho dad did too. Dreaming lucid really made me think, if saying stuff to my friends in my dream means nothing, could i use that as a means for stress relief? who knows. ill begin experimenting with emotions in my future lucid dreams.

I was very excited this morning when I had 3 separate LD's (very short but VERY detailed thanks to a week of the ADA practice.

1st LD: I was in a hallway and saw a lightswitch and just became lucid for some reason, I immediately tried to flip the switch (it looked broken) and the switched kept moving so I could not flip it- I then moved into a room with 2 monks who were assembling/unpacking firearms and they threw one to me, I just laughed and said I did not need one as I can do whatever I want. Then bam, went black.

2nd LD: I was walking through another hallway looked like a subway that was bright blue, I became lucid and immediately yelled "INCREASE LUCIDITY" then bent down and ran my hands on the concrete to feel the texture hoping to stay in the lucid state, moments later it went black/blank.

3rd LD: I was outside a random building when two men dressed like swat began to open fire on me, I realized that could not be possible and became lucid, the bullets and one grenade passed right through me as I laughed and tried to relax. I immediately decided to try to teleport to the Chichen Itza for the project- I spun around (Wonder Woman style, even though I am a dude) and I teleported to right near the Chichen Itza- I was behind the building that is adjacent to the Chichen Itza (in the picture I have been studying) and could see the top of the Itza and there was no beacon, as I moved around that rectangular building to move closer to the Chichen Itza I lost it and I ended up waking up...

I was soo excited to get near the target place, I did not see anybody but I was a ways away so I did not make it into that big field in between the Chichen Itza and that other building. This was my first teleport that put me near the right location, my only other teleport I tried for the Eiffel Tower and ended up in front of a church in Italy ( I have been there).

This is a picture like the one I was studying where you can see the adjacent structure I was behind-

I woke up last night (actually this morning) and dozed off again, as i was falling asleep it felt like my leg was moving towards my head. Almost like i was going to knee myself in the face! Not fast or anything just a slow deliberate movement that I wasn't making. I then realized I was laying in the opposite direction on the bed that I was seconds prior! I did a nose pinch and could breath! (Actually I did 3 and a pinch on my leg). I remember not knowing what to do, and then I awoke. Kinda mad at myself but i guess it is progress. Should I have just sat up in the bed? What exactly happened to me?

12/11/11

NON-LUCID
LUCID

My mother was telling me how my father was taking 8PM and 9PM classes, and asked if I was studying as well. I opened my book really quick before she came into my room, and she gave me that cold stare that said “You better study.”

Reading her facial expression, I turned a few pages to pretend like I was studying, and I was pretty scared at the moment at my mother’s sudden spontaneity of anger. The setting was probably around early morning (probably because I’m dreaming at around 5:30ish AM or so), and I needed more light in the room.

I turn on the switch, the fan was on, but the light didn’t turn on. I reached over to screw in the casing that covers the light bulb, nothing works.

Then I was like “Wait a second.” I did a Nose RC, and became lucid.



From that moment, there was so much freaking rage within my body because I let some random Dream Character get the best of me.

The rage was so small, but soooooo intense, that I thought I was going to rip someone's head of.



But before I got too pumped up with adrenaline, I pretended I was sane and came out of my room. I saw the Dream Character, who is brushing her teeth at the moment (while sitting on a couch).

She’s still looking at me with that cold stare, I decided to come up to her and just slap her silly with rage.

Then I woke up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a few beers, didn't dream much, but I did manage to figure out I was dreaming when I was entering SP after a dream. Quickly turned it around and induced a little sex dream with some effort.

01.00: Sleep

10.30: DEILD
I'm standing on a high platform with a woman. I get the feel she's my mother. "Just jump, you'll be fine" she tells me. I look down onto the beach way down there. There are a couple of rings on the water, indicating fish. Apparently I have to jump into one of them to be safe. "There's no way I can land in any but the closest" I say. They're all very far out but I decide to go for the closest one. I jump as hard as I can and land in the water, but it's not, it's some kind of green slimy plants. And it's not even a foot deep. I don't hurt myself though. I can feel myself waking up.

I lie still when SP kicks in. I'm lying in a very weird position where my legs are out to the sides. I start visualizing lying in a bed at the place I was just at. Everything's black but I try to imagine a girl as good as I can. Monica is half naked with me in bed.

Spoiler for 18+:

I go down on her and she enjoys it alot. I go at it for atleast a few minutes, I can hear she's real close but she doesn't quite get there. I look up and I can see! She's lying on her back in a bed. I enter her and go at it for a while but the dream starts to fade before I can finish.

10.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 9 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! A couple of points for me, but if I could decide I wouldn't have had sex. That's something I can get in real life, I'd rather play around with telekinesis. Haven't had a proper stable lucid now for ages.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I was at my house, everything seemed a bit darker, it was definitely like a false awakening, because I'd done my first WBTB and lay there for over an hour thinking about lucid dreaming and telling myself I'd have one when I was asleep, "I'm going to fall asleep and be in a lucid dream".

I was chilling with my house mates, we went upstairs and found that the upstairs was completely different to usual, there was a huge gap in the walls leading to all this stuff, clothes and old artefacts.

I go through with them, and we all agree we could totally sell all the stuff here.

Then I remember there was an artefact which had a demon inside of it and it was let out, it was very blue, and something about my room and it being very dark. Me trying to kill the demon and not managing to do it. And then leaving for the outside back garden.

Then I saw a huge hilly plain. And my dad was standing on a hill, I had been trying to find dreamsigns all the way through and not managing to even though there was obviously a demon there, I just felt scared of the demon and that was enough to make me not question it's existence. The back garden ultra field and my dad sparked questions, and I asked "I'm dreaming aren't I?" to my dad. And he smiled and said 'Yep son'.

I became lucid, and I had made a plan to survey the dream scene the moment I did, and I looked around. I walked up to the house wall, which was now a mansion. It was so sharp and in focus. I could feel the wind, and the brick on my hand as I rubbed over it, when I got really close up to it it was still ultra sharp, it looked like a HD TV image of it. Slightly pixelly.

I turn around and look at some trees and realise I can do superpowers and change my environment, so I shouted 'MOVE TREES!!!' and did an open sesame gesture really hard and the trees just moved apart from each other without falling over, they stayed in the ground. During this point I realise I had a very hazy thought process, even though I was lucid. Then I walked over to the demon that was terrorising my friends and said 'DEMON BEGONE!' and clicked my fingers and the demon literally vanished. Then I turned to the sky which was a dark grey overcast and said 'SHOW ME A BLUE SKY' but instead of turning to sunny sky ike I thought it would, it turned to a blue nightsky with loads of stars everywhere. So I shouted 'SHOW ME THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SUNSET I WILL EVER SEE IN MY LIFE' and it started changing but I started losing lucidity and some guy came up and started talking about a sunset lucidity gauge which I'd gone over so I couldn't have any more and I believed him.

Then I was punching craters into the floor with half lucid feeling. I was with some other guy who was doing it as well. I don't remember who he was but I just accepted the fact that it was normal. Then a demon came back out again but this time he was more like a joker type, keeping me from getting more lucid again when I was starting to try and go up the levels, and he kept getting in the way. He had black hair, a slit going up for a pupil, dark shadows around his eyes and he looked a bit like a cross between killing joke's singer guy (or the insidious demon that has long hair and scares the woman in her room) and a generic asian face. He was wearing mime clothes.

I tried to get rid of him but I didn't completely believe in what I was doing and he wouldn't go away and I slipped further back.

The rest of the dream is mostly hazy but I remember some back story to the demon thing, about a girl and her dying in the huge mansion that had now become my house.

Insane.