lucid

Wake time: 3:28 am, 10/6/11
Lucid in a non-lucid, subconscious controlled
Technique: WTBT / WILD / FILD
Recall: 6/10

Trevor (my little brother) and I are going to sleep, after waking up in the middle of the night with no success on having a lucid dream that we remember. (This is what had just happened to me IRL [in real life] except Trevor didn't wake up with me) Trevor says Henry wants us to make the dream a fighting match, and Trevor wants to fight in an arena that is basically a big S. (or E, I can't remember) We both fall asleep and begin dreaming the same dream, and begin to fight.

A few moments after the fight starts, we both turn into characters of the furious five. (from the movie Kung Fu Panda) Upon doing this the rest of the furious five come join in and it becomes a fun little spar. This lasts about five minutes before I wake up IRL.

I was in a dark room where people where being brainwashed into doing bad things. Me and my friend managed to escape and he dissapeared from the dream for a while.

I was captured and was then taken back to the room, to be brainwashed. I resisted for as long as I could but in the end it got me. Basically there's a light that shines down from somewhere and a woman's voice says stuff. I left and bumped into someone, then I became semi-lucid, I started to fly around like Movie Ironman as thats the only way I can fly.

Then I was chased by that man all around my area to the park.

05.10.2011

Successful WILD! Trick or Treat and Questions About My Dream Guide (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up at 8:24, from a dream about meeting a girl. I spend about 10 minutes writing it down, and lay on my front just to sit and think about the dream for a while. All of a sudden - BAM - I'm hit with a massive wave of vibrations. I of course, decided to go with it - and I decided to try using an AP exit technique. I stayed still, allowing the vibrations to deepen, and started visualising pulling up on a rope, and pulling myself out of my body. The vibrations intensified, and the lowered briefly. I kept going with the visualisation until I really felt myself start to slip out. Infront of my eyes, a hallucination started.

I saw a CRT computer monitor, perfectly square, with a bunch of symbols on the screen, one was a clown face, then others just squares, spheres, a pyramid. I began to feel the vibrations lower, and the hallucination solidified properly. I asked it - "Who is my dreamguide?" A picture of my cat appeared on the screen. I asked again "Who is my dreamguide?" A picture of the music teacher from the Simpons appeared, an older man with grey hair around the sides. It is possible that I asked again - but I can not remember correctly if I received a reply.

I decided here to take a chance - I wasn't sure how deep in the dream I was, and I didn't know if I would wake if I tried to move. I threw off my covers and stood up. I could feel my body but I couldn't see - am I awake? My eye mask fell down on my face, and I shifted it, and took it off - my bedroom appeared before me. It was night, I stood in the middle of my room, I looked in the mirror - whoa I look weird, I must be in the dream. I tried to count my fingers but it wasn't working - screw it. I plugged my nose and breathed in and out, I forgot how much fun this was! I used body awareness to stabilise further - centering myself into the dream.

Oh! The Task of the Month! I faced my bedroom door, "Trick or Treat!" I said, and opened the door. It was just my family room - nothing abnormal and nothing to receive. Damn. I walked up the hallway to my parent's room. "TRICK OR TREAT!" - I reached out and went to slide the door open, and it flew off as though I had kicked it down - awesome! Inside, they are both asleep. Dad rolls over and turns on a lamp next to his bed, and I notice that as the lights come on it becomes day - that saved a bit of effort.

I walk over and stand next to my mum's side of the bed, Dad rolls over and searches next to his bed. I look at my hands - I needed to shape shift aswell, one of the gods? Zeus. I try and make a large lightning bolt in my hand, but get a blue glow and a few sparks. I don't even know how to shapeshift! I'll just do it later.

"So who IS my dreamguide?" I ask
Mum starts talking about something strange - about how when someone is sick, there is an association people make with them within society. She's rummaging through a small box, and I see a pillow with an apple sticker with "Sick - Sam" written on it - probably from my cousin being sick here sometime. Is that what she's talking about? I still don't understand. I end up holding my luggage bag - what dad was searching for over the edge of his bed - my trick or treat gift. I use the texture of the leather on the handle to stabilise while I talk. I didn't look in the bag.
"Who is my dreamguide?" I ask again.
"Well, you've been told.. me, cats," my Dad replies
"Yeah, uh.."
"Old Man Fudd" - a reference to the Simpsons music teacher - that's not his name.
"And who else, I can't remember! I can't remember!"

The dream instantly dissapears as I wake up drawing a sharp gasp.

The messages in this dream were quite confusing. I'm not sure what to think of it. I've always thought of my cats as highly spiritual beings, but I've never thought of them as helping me with my dreaming. My father isn't my dreamguide, but has led me spiritually throughout my life.

The music teacher, with greying hair is interesting though. In the last lucid before this, I became lucid after an older man, in a police car yelled out to me 'Isn't this weird, Alex?!' When I think back through my dreams, I can note significance of an older man. He was there when I questioned my dad if I could learn to fly, he was there when I landed from my first power slide, he was there when I met Alex for the second time. I feel that he could play a significant role in my dreams, though I haven't spoken to him more than once. I will continue to find my dream guide, speak to Alex again and find out more about this old man.

Type: DILD
Lucidity: 4/10
Vividness: 5/10

First lucid dream
Wednesday, October 5th, 2011

Key:
Regular: Description
Bold: Lucid
Italic: Notes

At the beginning of the dream, I was with my two brothers up inside my parent's room. It looked just like how it would in real life, although I did not inspect everything as much as I should have. The lighting was normal and it all seemed very real.

We were all just standing there, and then I cant remember but I realized I was dreaming and became lucid. Me and my brothers all knew it was a lucid dream, which was kind of weird. Then we decided to believe that something would be under my parent's bed, and we started taking off the mattresses and sure enough, it was there. I really do not remember what it was that was there, but we did find it. Then I tried to summon a magic wand(Really don't know why, just the first thing that came to mind when I thought of summoning something) I just yelled "magic wand!" and visualized it in my hand, but nothing happened. Some black lady walked through the door, and I decided to leave to go downstairs. I jumped off the staircase and landed on the floor with no pain. There were some people that I never seen before laying on my couch, and they were saying stuff about me, I got mad and yelled at them. (Can't remember what I yelled) This is when I did my first reality check in a dream, I plugged my nose, and sure enough, I could breathe!

I decided to go outside to see if I could find any DC's to interact with. I opened up my front door, and it was not my driveway, it was a grass plane with a school. The school had the words "middle school" floating above it. I continued to walk around looking for some DC's and I walked for what seemed like 20 seconds to the left, and then there was another school, that had the words "high school" floating above it. I instantly recognized the high school, because I have been there before in some of my non-lucid dreams.

I woke up after that, and I tried to go back into a dream but there were people talking loudly in my house at the time, so I decided to get up.

I think the reason the dream ended so quick, is that I did not practice any stabilization methods, I just did my own thing. I didn't even perform a reality check until half-way through the lucid dream.

Went to bed 10:30 10/4/10
Supplement: Melatonin 5 Mg

I was on a different planet, that resembled a flat cratered moon with the color of mars. There was a contraption that looked like an L and it held a special suit. In order to use it, you were strapped in. I was standing in line with a ticket in my hand. I looked at the ticket, and then around the landscape. I realized, I've had this dream before. The planet's landscape looked way to familiar. I looked back at my ticket, and it looked very strange, almost as if the text was caved in on itself. It was different than before.
Lucidity.
The oh so familiar feeling flooded me, and I felt pins and needles in my hands and feet. I wasn't sure what to do in the dream, and i forgot how it went. As I turned around and looked behind me, I saw a line of people going as far back as the eye can see. "Dave." I hear my name called. I turn my attention to the sound, and I am next for the contraption. I decide to play along, and see how the dream turns out and be lucid at the same time. I go up and stand on the platform of the L contraption. A suit was strapped on to me, and I felt compressed in an air pressurized suit. It confused me still because we were surviving in an airless environment, and they are giving me air. I heard a "Go!" and I blasted off. Involuntary flying was a very weird feeling, and I didn't control the contraption. I just went... up. As I look down at the crowd, I see my mom goodbye. I feel extreme sadness, and I lose my concentration. My lucidity was lost, and then I woke up to my alarm with blurry and watery eyes.
6:00 AM

Went to sleep at 11:30 PM, 10/3/10
Melatonin: 5mg
WBTB 2:30 (feeling groggy)

Lay down, buzzing SP at what felt like ~10 minutes
Thinking about Halloween, costume ideas
After the trip, I find myself in a dark room without lights.

As I walk around the room I feel like a piece of my brain is missing.
Something feels different. Suddenly, a feeling overtook me.
Lucidity.
The room takes a different shape, and now I can make out a light switch in the dark. As I approach the light switch, the room begins to distort and twist while I stand still.
Fearing the worst, I default landscape into my driveway.

It's night time. A slight breeze tosses and turns my hair. I am walking with my friend down my driveway. As proportion and relativity becomes clear, he is talking to me about my Halloween costume. I am wearing only my swim suit. I don't feel cold, but experience occasional shivers as we walk further down the street. A pillowcase in hand, we make our way to the first house. I decide that I want to be alone, and my friend dissipates from the dreamscape. As soon as the thought had crossed my mind, it had happened so quickly I realized just moments later. I walk up to the door, and it appears to be your average colonial style frame. I start to say "trick or tr-" and the door opens. A middle aged man confronts me, and asks for a trick. The idea of being a god and using a super power pops into my head. I began to remember about the ToTM and grew excited about remembering this task. I decide to be Dionysus because I had never been drunk in a lucid before. Soon a bottle of hennessy in one hand, and a pillowcase in the other had me satisfied. As I conjured the cognac, the man at the door grew weary of my so called "trick" even though I thought it was the coolest thing. He grabbed the cognac, and shut the door on me. I was bewildered. I decided to get angry and open the door, but the handle was no longer there. As I ponder how to retaliate, ideas flooded my mind, but they were cloudy and I could not make any sense of them. I was losing grasp of lucidity, and decided not to fight it.

The next thing I know, I was awoken by my alarm.
6:00 AM

Was in downtown bellevue where Leo and I were going to go do some errands. We went to some licensing place. I was part vampire. I realized I was dreaming but decided to go with this dream partially to extend it. I let Leo continue to talk to the lady while I went outside and practiced my energy balls. Before I became lucid Leo and I found 6 alien pods and released them. We found out we were aliens too and together we blew up downtown bellevue. All of a sudden the cars stopped coming and everything became peaceful and quiet. This is what it would be without any humans. Suddenly another stream of cars came. Darn I didn't get all of them. Half the city was in ruins. The two other aliens were girls. While Leo was inside the building and I was lucid I went to go see them. They were having sex with eachother. I laughed and they laughed and continued making out. I told them I wanted help with my energy balls and they said after they were done. They were in some giant pod. I went away a little and looked in the building to see Leo still talking. I gathered up as much energy as I could and shot it all across the building lines. Nothing happened. Again I failed to shoot. I did are some smoke coming out of those buildings. I was partially surprised and happy. I went in and the lady said we had to pay our tickets aor the police would find us. We both laughed and left. Leo also knew he was dreaming and we discussed our next plan. We wanted to blow up Seattle and then the world. We had to go to our base to figure it the next plan. We gathered the others and ran super speed. Before we did that I practiced my super speed. I ran from one spot to another. At first I was a bit rusty then I remembered how to do it. We raced for fun. I remember kara saying how good she was at flying and I though it would he so much easier to just fly. I burst forward and got too high. I landed with fear. This time I went lower to the ground and it was breathtaking. I really loved how amazing it was to fly with control. I flew all the way to our base. And waited for the others to arrive. I pondered my lucidity. I felt as if I was in this dream for hours and loved it. I wondered if I would ever wake. The others finally came and we talked about how we were going to blow up Seattle. We were going to run there and release more pods. I grew extremely excited to kill more humans. I pondered a little more about the weirdness of the length of this dream. I did forget about half the info of this dream. It was REALLY LONG. As I thought this the sun grew brighter. I tried to look away but it followed me. I had a FA. I woke and was so excited to have this lucid. I instantly began writing it down. Random people would come in and talk to me. I woke for real.

I was the owner of luna. My uncle basic wanted her and I decided to give her to him. Baron was being really bad and kept running off on his own. Vadic finally came and I gave her to him. I cried a little because I didn't want to give her away. It was really passionate.

Theres this guy who keeps showing up in my dreams. He's mostly white but a little black. He was just in my lucid too though i forgot to mention him. Ill start from the becoming of the dream. I was in class. My regular partner wasn't there for some reason. The class was half yoga and half school type. We did a sequence of yoga. When that was done the class just hung out and ate food. Karas brother was there. I went to say high to him and the teachers came behind me and grabbed my back kind of sexually. Riley started crying but I made him laugh. I moved away from the teacher and went to tina the new yoga teacher. I told her about the other teachers I had and she said they couldn't teach me what she could. I asked her a few random questions and told her I didn't want to disturb her from her lunch. She held eye contact without blinking or moving her eyes. Class was over and it was time to go meet up with my partner but he wasnt there. I was panicking. He is generally my lucid partner. I go up to someone and he says hes are my partner. I don't believe him and he tries to convince me that he is. Another guy comes and says he is my partner. I believe him and am so relieved. He looks a but weird so I ask him which room did my last lucid start and he said the wrong place. I knew he wasnt my partner. I leave them both and go into some computer room where I find him. He says hey and is with a naked black woman like in my other dream. I laugh and wake.

non-lucid
lucid
TOTM

I woke up in my bed at the hotel.. only there was a girl in my room (thought it was the maid at first) walking toward my bed. She actually got onto the bed and kissed me on the forehead.. at which point I thought 'this might be a dream,' but I wasn't convinced yet. I looked at the door and noticed some weird, round things mounted on the wall where the light switch should be. They weren't clocks, but they had digital displays.. I tried to make the numbers on the display change.. it worked- lucid.

I remembered the TOTM was to Trick or Treat, and I figured this would be easy since I was in my room at the hotel. I went outside and knocked on the door 1 room over where my co-worker Chad was staying. When he opened the door, I yelled 'Trick or Treat!' He asked me 'What flavor?' I was confused for a minute, but then I replied 'Chocolate.' He then gave me a bag of chocolate-covered doughnuts that were sitting on his desk.

After he closed the door, I walked about in the common area between the hotel rooms, munching on my doughnuts (which tasted quite delicious, btw). I decided to try the advanced TOTM, becoming one of the gods. I was going to be Zeus. I started by trying to make myself much bigger than my surroundings (not strictly necessary to complete the task, but it's how I wanted to do it). This scaling is something I have done quite often, but this time I couldn't seem to make it happen.

After trying for a good bit (probably should have stabilized at this point, but I did not), I just flew up on the rooftop to relax and enjoy the lucidity. The dream faded as I was sitting on high, watching people swim in the hotel pool below.

I had my third real full-length lucid dream last night. I went to bed at 3:30 AM, and woke up at 10:30, decided that wasn't happening, and went back to bed. I slept again from 10:30 to 11:30.

It's hard to remember the events prior to me gaining lucidity. I was taking pictures of things, I think, but it was a problem somehow. I could only be let into certain areas at certain times. Also, I remember this really weird thing where these cartoon characters were getting together and ...cooking or something. But it was very exclusive. But then, someone else made a similar cooking thing that wasn't exclusive at all, and it was just as good.

Anyway, me and my roommate Charlie had to device a gauntlet of sorts. Kind of like an obstacle course for people riding skateboards. I had already done one and it was easy. Our scheme however, was to make everyone that did it die. Couldn't say why. We ran out of ramps, so we started drawing ramps on the air. I thought that was odd. When we were done I thought to myself "Wait a second... you can't draw on air. What's going on here?" The coach from my university was there helping us, and he said "Think... when was the last time you really saw me? You know I'm not here." (Implying that he looked funny because I couldn't remember him) I thought to myself "I'm dreaming!"

I remember my heart racing and I had to calm myself down. I rubbed my face up against the coach's jacket to stabilize myself. I could feel its leather pulling against my face. I looked around. I was in some sort of old barn. The ramps and stuff were gone. The last few lucid dreams I've had, I've immediately started to try to fly and shoot laserbeams out of my eyes, but that never works and I always wake myself up. So this time I just tried to look at my hands. They were there, but they were very far away. I usually don't have dreams in first person, so maybe that's why it was weird. As I looked around, I could feel my brain working to imagine what an old barn looked like. It was sort of like in a video game when you enter a new area, but it hasn't fully loaded yet and the textures gradually fill in.

My and Charlie started to walk away (because he wanted to, and I didn't know what to do) and I felt myself slipping away. I told Charlie to remind me that I was dreaming the next time he saw me. I have no earthly idea why I've done this twice now. I don't think it helps or anything. It just kinda comes out. I woke up and immediately wrote this down.

I appear in line at the DMV. I already know I am dreaming. Realizing that none of the people in line are real, I skip ahead in the line and stop at this old lady. She explains to me that she is the person to talk to if I am having a lucid dream, and to find her whenever I have one. I reply, saying something like, "yeah right", and phase through the wall, going outside to do something else.
While trying to decide what to do, I cross the street. At this point I begin focusing on my physical body lying in bed more than the actual dream, causing me to wake up.

I am at some sort of LD institute. I read some signs on the wall, talking about reality checks. I try sticking my finger through my hand, and it works. (After this point the dream gets a little hazy)
I don't try anything out of the ordinary, because I don't want to risk waking up. Over the next 5-10 minutes or so, I am walking through many different rooms and buildings. Then I wake up. (to my alarm clock)

The dream started off like this.

I was in a sort of club with some friends and some music came on which was good music, so we started bouncing but the lower part of the club which we were on, the floor seemed flimsy, so i walked up the stairs to the higher part because the floor really started to wobble, i saw the bouncers looking at one guy who continued to bounce and i heard them saying "you'ree not allowed to danceo n that part" suddenly one of the bouncers grabbed some blonde girls head slammed her into the ground and we were all like "what the fuck??" it was completely random, i peered in to have a closer look and saw him prying a knife from her, i felt a bouncer grab the back of my head and hold me there, i then saw some other guy being launched out and then it clicked in my head that i too was being held by a bouncer.

As we were walking out i was asking why i was being thrown out "you look like the kind of guy that causes trouble" he said "what do you mean by that? how do i look like that kind of guy?" i thought in my head "was it because i work out a bit?"
Then outside were some police women and they said "we may need to take your details though and a statement" "i'll hapilly do that, i've done nothing wrong this is completely out of order"


I began to walk home and it was dark, i got to some form of bridge and realised i was dreaming, i decided to run incredibly fast then wehen i got to the end i realised i needed to do a stabalisation technique, i rubbed my hands and it worked a little bit. "vision" i said, to make it lighter, but it only got a little lighter, i decided i wasn't anchored enough so began rubbing my shirt, i rememeber wearing a blue t shirt with dark blue baggy jeans and some skater trainers (which oddly i dont own the bottom area of my clothing)

I knew i was going to wake up so froze and tried to keep extremelt still to try to wake up in SP to chain it.
It all went black so i guessed this was me waking up, i felt myself climb from my body so effectively WILD'ing into my next phase of the lucid dream.
I got up and i was in A room, which was similar to my flat room, but everything was pitch black.
"vision" i said, nothing happened "light" nothing...i tried to turn a sort of knob or flick a switch but realised this wasn't going to work and i'd need to mentally come to grips with myself, but then i realised all the nightmares i had as a kid had the problem of not being able to turn lights on so triggered the impression something bad was going to happen.

I began to charge my chi within my body and felt myself waking up, as all went black the energy within my body continued to formulate and my whole body vibrated very slightly but i felt warm within my whole self and i felt enlightened and good.
I stayed still again but this time i felt as if i was numb all over, my body felt like it was floating a little bit with my arm and leg flailing about, i realised this was SP since i heard it sounds like your floating when you're in SP (thanks DV)
I decided to try to Step out of my body or Astral project.
I mentalised my arms further floating up in the air, they did so and my body was dragged out, with the sound of wind rushing through my ears like i was standing next to a jet engine, the engine noise stopped and the pitch blackness of my eyelids quickly phased to white,i felt myself gasp out air as if i had just had an orgasm, i heard a continuous noise of rushing and felt myself being lifted higher and higher into the air with this beautiful noise rushing through me and the whole of my body pulsating with energy, i couldn't open my eyes but i could feel myself breathing through my mouth, i felt myself stop breathing and i felt as if i had gone past some form of breakpoint in height and the sound continued but changed slightly.

I got higher and higher i thought "shit is this death?" i knew that whatever was at the other end would be something unimaginably good because already my whole body felt completely and utterly extatic and under control which wasn't my own. During this time i saw a sillouette of a male body with the chakra eye mainly visible in front of me, it was a sketch and the middle of the sketch was still white.
I then began to think of family and friends and how i'd miss them if this was to leave my body forever, i didn't want that so i tried to go back down but it wasn't working, i was breathing as hard as i could but my breathing was muffled, i thought maybe my face was buried in the pillow and i was suffocating so began hitting my chest as if i was trying some wierd form of CPR, but at the same time the feeling was emitting and pulsing through my body with immense pleasure i felt myself shaking my head and realised i was waking or coming back into my body, i woke up and leaped out of bed like

"OMFG" then i did a reality check and pushed my finger through my hand, i was dreaming AGAIN! but i had almost no control, then i couldnt see my hands at all "this sucks" i said and fell backwards to the ground to try to wake myself up, i closed my eyes and before i knew it i could feel the sensation of SP again.

This time i wanted to see hallucanations, i opened my eyes and i saw the side of my wall but there was text written on there as if written in black pen, some was large and spikey texts other bits were small with quotation marks, because of the angle i was looking at it from i couldnt see it, i could see other wierd things like parts of the room floating and the wall looked like sea water with waves.
I closed my eyes again to feel my arm and leg flailing about again.

So i did the same and felt myself lifted again, the same sensation, the same noise and everything went white, i was lifted again up and up, but the sensation wasn't as intense and i woke up.


I've just woke up turned on my computer and got on here because AP or whatever it was felt like it was the most incredible experience of my life - try it.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

05-10-11 No intentions, not even to get lucid, though maybe with a hint of wanting to remember dreams. Stoned.

“Underground Potterish showdown”

I am in a Harry Potter like universe. I am Harry to begin with I think, but then something happen something about an adventure and a person shifting into a black jaguar or similar.

I then become one of the twin brothers I think and we are supposed to go to this theatre or school and scare up the evil kids who are voting capital V. Throughout the dream when I am this brother I recall comparing my wand with my brother's, which I believe is the elder wand. Or at least something stupidly powerful.

Mine is.. quite the opposite. It s fairly long and thick, though it seems made of plastic or candy. It is made of all sorts of transparent coloured tubes that are wrapped around the main shape to give the wand in it's entirety a rather complex look. It is flexible as fuck though, which sort of surprise me. I remember thinking “I really like this wand” although I am not a wand guy. I even thought about that during the dream “I really don't like wands, but this one..” Anyways enough of me talking about how much I love my stick, and on to how I use it!

We head to the theatre and walk through the doors. I can't recall if we have any problems walking in, but I don't think so. There is a wall immediately behind the doors and we walk around this and find another set of doors. I ward myself with a spell that will nullify the first 3 offensive spells that hit me, by drawing my wand in a half circle around me and saying something in a tongue I didn't knew I know. Though I remember not what I said the language sounded dark side, and it ends on a defensive word like “defendarius” “Repeltor” or maybe it was “reflector” (though this last word I used in a later dream and I might just be confusing myself). I only become aware of this 3-spell-limitation in function later on when I am battling the kids and I think to myself “Gee I wonder how many charges are left on my shield?”.

So my brother and I slam open the doors and find a crowd turning their heads in surprise. I can sense that I am becoming angry and I start slinging out spells, though I think I am aware of not wanting to kill anyone, they need to be hurt enough to get scared. I seem to remember some sort of slicing spell that will cut them a bit, but not kill. We are walking down a centre isle and as we get to the bottom of this and are standing around the people I say something more in my dark side tongue and take off in flight to my left, which is also where I spot Voldemort. I am not particular afraid of him though he is looking at me, and this is also the time I check up on the status of my shield.

The dream skips a bit though this might just be due to the violent battle that ensues. In any case I find myself outside the theatre and it was apparently located on this ledge. The surroundings have a dark feel to them, unnatural dark at that. Like it is a city underground, which would explain the fragmented memories of walking around underground/sewer tunnels.

The feel is exactly like this:



However imagine that the platform is naturally attached to the tunnel where the POV is, instead of the mechanical “arm” that is holding it up, and on the platform is the theatre in question. I am looking at the theatre from a distance up in the air and I can see the tunnel I am supposed to go to. The place is collapsing (further) into the ground.

I hear my cousin's voice, she is asking me “Will he survive?” she is referring to my brother, who is not as close to leaving the theatre as I am. I see him jumping between the broken pieces of rubble and fly down and grab him and his dog (?) under my right arm and reply “Sure he is” in a cheeky voice, while I pull him into the tunnel, safe from the fall.
…...........

“Powerless Christmas, Angels and Wizards”

I am in my parents' house in Hornslet and it is Christmas time. I am looking for some paint I used to play with when younger painting role small figures. I need to get this paint to Pil, one of my friends who needs to paint a character for a role play he is playing at the minute. I might as well grab it while I am there, as I have bought a figure myself recently, in fact quite a large one that is supposed to depict “the queen of blades” combined with some sort of fallen angel.

The figurine I am holding is separated into two pieces, which is bugering me a bit because I have to hold onto two pieces rather than one, which is just mentally demanding. At the same time I don't really want to attach the piece if it means it will be trickier to paint the figure.

I am walking around thinking a bit about where I have left the paint, though I am somewhat positive that it will be in a box on the attic of the main building, though it is entirely possible that it is on the attic of the added apartment building.

I walk into the guest room and I see the light flicker. I look a bit closer and it does it again. The light is fairly yellowish compared to how the light would normally look. It flickers again and this reminds me of that one Christmas where we didn't have power (never happened) and the scenery changes to being of the parking grounds of the church, heavily clouded and with light snow falling.

Skip.

I am now in a field with a bandit group or similar and we are out collecting wood. It is still Christmas time and the group has no power either, which is why we are collecting wood. I am the second in command and the leader is not there. I get the feeling I am somewhat stupid.

We are trying to get the wood back to camp via an alternative route that involves tying up all the wood in a bundle and sending a small monkey across a puddle of water with it. However as the monkey is crossing the water the knots around the wood loosen and the wood ends up all over the ”shores” of this little puddle. I notice the monkey sitting across the puddle with an attitude that looks like he is giving up.

I do a little speech to my men saying that the only reason we are out on this shitty day and the Christmas is bad is because we have no power. I rally my troops and point at a theatre all of a sudden standing in the same field. “There is power right there, and I am going to take it” I say. The theatre is in fact a nuclear power plant that has been shut down for unknown reasons.

I walk to the door, which is one of those double swing doors and the door knobs have a red diode light in the middle of them. I kick the doors in, I think I have to do it twice, but I manage to get in. I feel a sense of aggression rising again. We are faced with a wall we have to walk around (a bit like the previous potter dream) and when we are around this wall I am faced with an angel in human form guarding the door. I throw a spell that will make me immune to angelic attacks and continue past the angel, without thinking more about her leaving her speech less.

In the hall I see a wizard standing on my right hand side, I think it is the brother from the previous dream. He is about to react so I mumble something dark side again (this time the ending word is “...Reflector” which will make any spell he throw at me return in his face).

I keep walking down the centre walkway towards a band playing down in the bottom of the hall. I know I can pick up the microphone stand telekinetically and this is the point where I think “hang on a minute..” Loads of people are panicking and trying to get out of the theatre/powerplant. Some are running past be back the way from which I came and others are running further into the building, maybe towards exits unknown to me.

I put out my arms in a defensive, yet apologetic gesture and say “Whoah, whoah, whoah... Lucid... Lucid” in order to get the people to calm down and realise it is just a dream. It doesn't work. Then I see someone that doesn't look like a DC run past me and I grab him asking him if he is another dreamer, he say yes. I ask his name and he tells me it is “Shakira” which makes me suspicious and I say “Shakira, really!?” “Tjakira/Tchakira” he corrects me. His appearance has now changed from a blonde man with short cut hair to a man with long grey/black hair.

I leave him and head back out again. I fly a bit after having thought about why I am walking about like a looser, but I decide to not fly that much any more anyways. Back towards the entrance I am faced with the wall I had to walk around to get in. I decide to fly against it and through it, but end up slamming right into it, though it happens really slowly and without pain.

Someone behind me is laughing at my efforts of going through the wall, but I don't really care. I just drop down and walk around. as I am closer to the exit the dream starts fading. So I, quite aggressively, slam my hands out to either side and start feeling up the walls, which feels like tile, wet and cold as well as breathing through my nose. The air is equally cold.

Slowly the dream comes back and someone, maybe one of the twins from Hornslet, is walking in the building. Outside the weather has changed quite dramatically. It is pissing down and windy as fuck. I feel how the rain is slamming against the side of my face, the cold strong wind making it really annoying.

I think to the dream “Is this a way of telling me that the dream is really unstable?” and start throwing pathetic fireballs the size of shirt buttons to cookies into the sky. The way I throw fireballs is by charging them between my cupped hands at my chest. They don't even look that hot and the last one (think it is number 3) I can barely see. Now I can only see the rain.

I wake up.

Notes: I am starting to put up wards around myself, which I suppose is a good thing when it comes to dream travelling.

I don't remember how I became lucid, but two days ago, I did. For some reason I ended up fighting people. Some of my punches were not effective. Others, while I didn't really hurt anyone, flew like Bruce Lee. I hit several people one after another.

I also had interactions with women. I commanded them to take there clothes offer. A heavy-set black woman did. She was not attractive, but she didn't gross me out. Strange.

I knew I had to be careful or I would wake up. In fact, I was so awake during parts of my dream that my dream went black...an unfortunate effect of being extremely aware I am dreaming is that I don't really dream.

I got my dream back and saw another lady. She was kind of pretty. I told her to take of her clothes and then I saw wrinkles on her neck and sharp teeth like a shark or something. The rest of her looked OK. (?) Lol!

Not the best lucid for me, but I was glad to finally have another one.

Backwards Dimensions

I was with a group of friends and we didn't have a place to live so we decided to stay the night in the old house where I used to live. I was creeped out just being there, but I didn't tell the others why. I kept seeing things in the corner of my eyes and kept getting weird vibes. The house was a mixture of the old house in its original form and the new house.

Everyone had gone to bed but I was still awake. I went to the kitchen. Here I just decided to become lucid. More often than not, I already just know that I am dreaming but I don't really care enough to change the scene.

I was standing across the kitchen counter. It was night outside. I was holding a gun, and I don't know why. I wanted one last confirmation that it was a dream, however, if I had even a doubt that it was a dream I would have never performed this action.

I took my gun and then shot the window twice. I looked away and looked back. My suspicions were validated when I saw that the window had instantly repaired itself and went back to its normal state.

With masochistic pleasure I shot my hand. I laughed when the bullet hit my palm and just instantly dissolved. I had landed myself in a Zukin Dream Night. When it's day time everything is pure and fine, but when night time hits and I am lucid, creepy things run about!

I decided to be a part of the creepy lurkers and ran upstairs through the darkness and into the bathroom. I switched on the light but it didn't turn on. I realized quickly that I should have known that the light wouldn't turn on!

I looked at myself through the mirror. In the darkness I could barely make out my eyes. My reflection seemed to mirror not my actions, but what I was thinking. With sinister eyes, my reflection beckoned me to come through the mirror.

I climbed on the cabinet and touched my hand to the mirror. My reflection did the same as I and I pushed through the solid glass and into the next dimension. I stood there, now, with my reflection wondering if she was me or if I was her.

This dimension that I had been enticed into did not feel any kinder than the previous. It felt backwards and sinister. Realizing this, I stepped backwards and away from my hungry reflection until it was too late to realize that I had walked backwards into an even lower dimension.

The way to best describe this is when you have two mirrors across or adjacent to each other and these mirrors reflect off of each other and in the mirror you can see what looks like an infinite amount of mirrors continuing on forever. I kept walking backwards into the next mirror down, and I continuously did this about six or seven times until I had reached such a low point of existence that I was sort of shocked awake and lucid again.

I had been watching my reflection being eaten by some kind of swamp monster - even the hunter had been hunted in this low dimension. I immediately jumped back forward again and started leaving in the way I came, passing through six or seven mirrors and dimensions until I returned to the dimly lit bathroom from which I came.