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non-lucid - Notes - lucid

27-09-11 Intentions: Chill out and meet up with Kaomea, perhaps find Mitzu and get her to explain how to do portals. Additionally I kept in mind to wake up and write down my dreams right after they occurred to see if my recall had gone completely, which proved a good strategy though I have to be careful due to quite the difficulties in falling back to sleep. An audio recorder has become a serious consideration to avoid light interference and shorten the time spent.

“Turning off the lights on the night of the dead is a serious matter”

I am in a house there is a kitchen and dining room adjacent to each other and there are loads of lights on. The lights are a combination of burning candles and electrical lighting. I am going around the house turning off these lights down stairs. Next to the dining room is a hallway that includes a flight of stairs going up. I know people are up there and I take a piece of candy and throw it out the door to get the attention from the people upstairs so I don't have to do all the work myself.

A big, hispanic looking and well trained guy named Jesus appears in this hallway. I briefly wonder if he has come from upstairs or the outside, though I think I decide on the former. While I start talking to Jesus, I get struck with terror. I never really figure out if he is involved in my emotional state or not.

I get sucked into a conversation that happens mentally. My interpretation of this conversation is a sheet of paper with blue pen written on it. As the conversation progress the the statements in each column, one for me and one for the other party change. I get the feeling I am speaking with two figures dressed in dark clothes and that they are either supernatural entities or involved in a cult worshipping such beings.

The gist of the conversation is that it is the night of the dead and the veil between the world of spirit and the world of physics is thinnest. They are trying to intimidate me by I think proclaiming that they will claim my niece on her 4th year of living (7-9-13). However I am not going to sit idly by and let this happen. I think I wake up.

Notes: When awake I get this sensation that I am not alone in the room, I am still stricken with terror, a bit like the nightmare I had a few nights ago. Though this time I go back to sleep with a defiant attitude and I reiterate my intentions, while still noting that on the nights where I intend to dreamwalk I get a similar terror affect.

“Traffic planning leads to defeating a god”

I am following people around in an environment similar to what I grew up in. I think I am following two people around who are taking me on a tour through their private roads while explaining that they are trying to comply with the government regulations for road safety, though they aren't happy about the government interference.

The lighting would indicate a summer afternoon with high bright sun and the foliage still carries clear green. As we are walking around these roads I notice that already some destination signs have been put up, so work has already been carried out.

We get to a point where there is a clearing in the plant life already and it looks like there is a wooden bench that has been cut out of a tree root. I proclaim that there is already a spot of a sign to be placed here, but the old man, now in the shape of my grandfather proclaims that he will fight to the death against having a sign placed here. The reason becomes apparent upon closer inspection of this bench, which isn't actually a bench, but rather a depiction of a Viking face. It is cut pretty flat so the perspective makes the face visible (strange somehow impossible in waking life I think).

My grandfather is then asked if he thinks the Norse people were peaceful settlers, but he explains that they are better contrived as nomads. The scenery starts shifting and now we are in what can best be described as a mixture of a locker room and museum at night. My grandfather is then asked where the blonde trace of the Norse people originated from. He explains it is a funny story and that it was in the 1800s with the “Ette” families.

There are people in dark robes in the room by now. I ask if the name Vestergaard has any relation to this Ette family, but my grandfather explains that it doesn't sound likely. Maybe the name is connected to the god Vejle. There is no current understanding of the meaning of the name Vejle or mine for that matter.

We then get captured by Vejle and she holds nothing back, she lets us know that she intends to kill us. She wounds by stabbing me somewhere in the upper part of my torso, but then a woman appears and distracts her, thereby saving me. Vejle kills her (I think). At this point I notice her dagger is of clear crystal and superior compared to my crude rock knife.

I charge her and figure out she is strong. The battle is an attempt from both sides to block the other's attack. She gets a stab into my pelvic area right above my crouch and it hurts and for a brief moment I think I have been defeated. But I invoke defiance and get a stab in her neck just above her protective chain mail she carries under her dark robe.

As she is dying I lean closer and look her deeply in the eyes and tell her (somehow knowing that it is now my right and duty to proclaim the meaning of my name) “God Slayer, the meaning of the name is God Slayer”.

The remaining “hoodies” pick up Vejle and drag her out while at the same time declaring that they will paint the walls with the name God Slayer, as if I have just beaten a chief in a duel and thereby claimed leadership over the people.

I bend over and clutch my wound.

I wake up.

Notes: Similar feeling to the first (and previous) nightmares, but with increased confidence in my ability to concur nightmares and whatever entities are trying to get me. “Ette” and “Vejle” is a rubbish word and a Danish town respectively.
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“You can't get on the plane!”

I am in an airport. My family, including my uncle, auntie and my cousins are going on a trip. It is a trip within Europe so technically we shouldn't need our passports. We are walking through to the security check through this long narrow hallway where there is plenty of evening sun coming through.

Michael and I have forgotten out passports and while my mother is having a fit, I try and take control of the situation by proclaiming that since it is a European flight our drivers licenses should be enough to get us on the plane (don't think this is actually true). Michael is the first to show his drivers license to the Norwegian (?) security guard, and he confirms that it would be possible to get on the plane if it wasn't for the fact that his drivers license had expired. He asks Michael to get back out of the airport.

My uncle Calle, Michael's dad, get cranky and asks rather sarcastic if the security guard is really going to tell Michael that he cannot get on board. His tone of voice indicates that he will be upset about this and that he might resort to violence if his son isn't allowed on the plane.

Calle goes behind the counter the security guards are standing by and starts facing us. In the meantime the guard he was getting into an argument with comes up behind him, grabs something from a drawer that I recognise to be pepper spray and starts spraying Calle in the neck. Calle at first doesn't reall sense it and then he slowly starts turning his head and gets a bit in his eyes.

He starts punching the security guard and after a while the guard asks his partner if he can bring him two rounds from the cupboard, declaring his intention of shooting Calle. Then it goes weird. All of a sudden the two security guards with Calle in the middle are assembling a big drill for a power tool and at this point I start clapping my fingers. I don't think my family has realised it yet, but I have figured that it is all a show for Michael because it is his birthday.

I walk along the counter and see my dad sitting by it like he would a bar. I look at him while clapping to see if he has figured it is all a play as well.
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“I have a freaking strange way of fertilising plants”

I am at a party, or something similar and I leave to run back home. I am running through the rain without wearing a shirt. I think this is intentional because I have some woman to impress. Although I am running sloooooooow and people are seeing it I am quite confident that it looks like I am in quite a powerful stride.

I don't get all the way back home and all of a sudden I have this plant that is supposed to get planted in April. I walk into a house that I think is my own but after a while I see that it is not. I turn around to leave while saying “Sorry my mistake, wrong house” and try and walk out. The house I now notice is blue and yellow pallets on the walls with wooden bar chairs set along a counter. I briefly wonder how the place looks like a café or bar, when last I was in the area it was a residential house.

Aaaanyways I start walking out the house and I now seem completely entagled in the tree or plant I am supposed to plant in April. This tree is so big that I get stuck in the door and can't get out. I am not afraid, but slightly embarrassed at the situation as I have clearly gone about my mission of getting out of the door in completely the wrong way.

The owner of the house, a woman comes out and starts helping me out. As well as helping me out the door she also provides some useful tips for when I will plant the tree. I am not sure why I start rummaging about in the dirt around the roots of the plants, maybe to get out of the entanglement I don't know. However what does come from this is that I notice there is a lot of worms in the dirt and as I dig my hands in I can feel them moving about in my hands. These worms are fertilizers I intrinsically know, so I decide to grab a handful and eat them in order to fertilize my plants (WTF!?!?). It is a really unpleasant feeling in my mouth and then I question if I can even incorporate this way of fertilisation into my lifestyle (I am an ethical/principal vegetarian).

skip.

Back in the bar/café from before and I notice the woman is having a shot. I think it is Jaegermeister dropped into a glass of hot water. My dad orders 4 and gives me one along with Lars Digter, and some else.
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“Short WILD – Swimming Pool and find Minka!”

I am lying in my bed just after the dream above. I notice the lights behind my eyelids get brighter and brighter and eventually pictures start appearing. The pictures are strange they are of chairs on a balcony, but the balcony is upside down.

My vision zooms up so I can see some details of the chairs. They are white and look like cheap dining chairs, the texture seems somewhat rough. Along these chairs are white plastic recliners as well.

Skip.

I wake up in the darkness by a pool. My sister is talking about how she has gone swimming with my niece, momma baby style. I tell her that it is all well and good, but that this is a dream. Then my sister reassures me that of course she would do it in dreams but also in real life, which basically just serves to confuse me and I can't really understand the implications of the sentence.

I am somewhat confused I see the white recliners and I am positive that I was just falling asleep, but I end up jumping into the pool and really feeling the water. I then climb back out of the pool and decide to check my hand. it looks fairly normal at first, then maybe an extra finger, wait am I sure there was an extra finger, make you little finger shorten Dennis! Cool beans, finger is getting shorter, defo dreaming!

What was it I wanted to do, oh right find Minka (50% correct, I was supposed to find someone, but it was Kaomea). I walk out on the water because I can and take off into flight up to a roof top window. I think I might be talking to my sister about dream control or something.

I start climbing out through the window, but bonk my head against the glass. I take a breath, slow down and focus and try again. This time I am able to go through the glass and it feels like I am climbing through cling film.

I take off into flight again when I am on the roof. I shout “Engage Awareness!” and I take particular notice of the fact that there are plenty of stars out and the trees are swaying heavily with wind. I notice that I am completely wet from being in the pool and the wind is going to chill me, but I also think luckily I can just alter that so it isn't a problem.

As I am flying through the wind I become nervous about the wind grabbing me and slamming me to the ground or into a tree. The dream fades.

Notes: I think the lack of time spent stabilising the dream and the fear evoked about slamming into a tree is what ended it. It was only a brief thought as well, almost the same instant I thought it I also thought, fuck it, only a dream.

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First Day of SAT: (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My recall is still poor, so I don't remember the start of this dream.

I'm walking with my friends in the lobby of my school. I stop walking, then suddenly realize that everything is kind of blurry. I think "Wait, who the hell were those people? I don't even know them...". I think that I am dreaming, so I quickly do the nose plug test, but I do it too quickly to actually tell if it worked. Just to make sure I am actually dreaming, I stare at my left hand, then try to force my right through. My hand slips right through it and I get extremely excited.

I wake up because I was too excited. I am so surprised that this happened. I only read about SAT for the first time yesterday- then only practiced it 3-5 times. Well, looks like I found myself a new method (I just have to work on dream control and controlling my excitement.

It was on a cold and misty morning. I can see a few people in my kitchen talking and enjoying their conversations. Though, I had no clue who these people were. I walked in front of them cautiously and then I see something coming from behind one of the girls. It was a person wearing a white mask of a cursed ghost. I remember the fear but I can also remember being lucid. And because of that, I looked at the person under the mask with courage. Now, I walk outside to search for things that could interest me. It was messy in the backyard and I saw a few people hanging around a tree in the back. But for some strange reason, I felt depressed. I then walked over to the right of the house and stood there for a minute. I performed a few actions. First, I tried to see if I had any special combat moves. Second, I jumped up to see if I was able to fly away from my current location. I couldn't. Now, as I proceeded further towards the front of the house to the left, I pinched my nose to see if I was indeed lucid. At this point, I was amazed that I was lucid and didn't escape the dream as soon as I become lucid. But there was one thing I've always wanted to do in my dreams. That is, kiss the girl of my dreams and being able to hold her in my arms. As I have done before, I tried to summon her around a corner by putting my deep faith in believing she would be around the corner. But when I turned to a corner, I would see her, but only for a couple seconds. But those couple of seconds delighted me. She appeared to be vivid and I wanted to try and summon her around a corner again but I always failed.

Morning 4:
This morning I decided to give it another go. My wife was getting up early to go to work so I figured that would be a good time to try again to see if I get better results while in bed alone. She got up about 5:30am so I took the 2 pills of Lucid Dreamer and 1 pill of L-Theanine. I laid in bed sorta snoozing until she left around 6:00am. I am successfully keeping calm-ish instead of being too excited like usual. Falling asleep actually takes a long time still, even though I feel relaxed and calm. The dog jumps up on the bed but is pretty quiet so I let her stay. I put in ear-plugs to block out the jets and the traffic of the morning. They are uncomfortable (I need to buy different ones) so I end up taking them out. I kind of roll around and snooze a bit but no actual sleep until 7am....

Before, while I'm attempting to go to sleep, about an hour into it (6:30am) I am messing around with shifting my awareness, as mentioned in this book: Amazon.com: Astral Projection And the Nature of Reality: Exploring the Out-of-body State (9781571744470): John Magnus: Books. It is actually working pretty good and is helping me remove focus away from my breathing and my body. I kind of make my awareness wander around the house, which I think was pretty easy due to the pills being at their peak.

At some point I do fall asleep and dream about having to blow up some mountain. It's all kinda fuzzy like my dreams are normally, but then I kind of stop and look at this mountain. I notice that it looks familiar and realize I'm laying down and looking at this mountain (which is more like a hill with a steep face). The hill had a couple buildings on top, sort of like an observatory but I don't recognize them as that in the dream. I start scanning the hill with my vision from right to left. As I look towards the left, the hill keeps going further than it was supposed to and I see a lone oak tree at the top. I try to focus on the tree, much like mentioned in "The Art of Dreaming" (at least that's what I was thinking). As I'm scanning the hill from right to left, everything starts coming into focus. As I look at the tree, I get the feeling that I want to fly towards it or teleport to it, but as I'm thinking that, the whole seen get's super vivid and in-focus. As I mentioned, my head is laying down so as I'm looking at this tree, it all fades away and I wake up. That was maybe at an 8 for vividness, which is pretty awesome compared to normal.

I look at the clock and it's almost 7. I roll over and try to get back to sleep for another hour before having to wake up for work. Now starts the sleep paralysis, finally! It happens almost exactly as last time, loud noise and colors in front of my eyes. Same thing happens, it sorta slows down but then I force it ahead so it gets more intense. Then it stops and I start trying to get up. (Side-tangent note: my dad mentioned to me last week that he doesn't really feel anything in the house except in my back guest bedroom. Nothing negative but something none the less. This is in my mind as something to investigate next time I am able to "get up") As a means to combat the SP fear, since my wife isn't there, I'm not sure what I will see, so I start picturing myself as Neo from The Matrix. So when I get up, I sort of lift myself up and roll over the dog off the side of the bed. It's getting light outside so my room is actually light and I can see, which is different than the last couple times I was in SP. I have a samurai sword in my hand, so I am not affraid. I don't see or hear anything in my room, so I go to investigate the other room. When I get in the other room, it looks kind of like my bed is in there but with a lot of crap piled around (this is more of a storage room anyway so there is crap, but there is more of it now). The room is a lot lighter than my room so I can see better. I don't see anything bad but for some reason I just start hacking stuff up with my sword (whatever was there is probably scared or pissed off now, great!). I see on the bedspread that there is dust and debris from the stuff I hacked up. As I look at it, I am able to focus on it and the whole scene suddenly becomes really vivid. Then it fades and I am back in bed.

I don't think that was the first time I got up but that is by far the one that sticks out. I think I walked around the house a bit before that one but don't remember the details. Anyway, after that I thought I woke up but it was a false-awakening. I get up again but don't remember what I did, I think I went into the room again. Then I was back in bed again. I opened my eyes and looked at my dog because it felt like she was shaking a little bit. As I looked at her, I noticed she was facing a different way, and she wasn't shaking but the whole room was, pretty violently. I thought I was awake and there was an earthquake (I like in California, so it could've been), but I close my eyes and it subsides and I have another false-awakening. As I was laying there about to "get up" again, suddenly I felt and heard someone directly behind me. It made me jump and suddenly I was paralysed and panicking again. It wasn't as bad as last time, I was actually trying to "get up" in the dream so I could face whatever it was, the problem being that I couldn't move and this person was talking directly behind my ear. Same thing happened as last time and all I could do is grunt and then finally woke up.

I kicked myself because once again, I felt like my subconscious was messing with me in the guise of my wife, because it was her voice that I heard. And I realized that after I woke up, she was literally saying "Blah blah blah. Blah blah blah blah." as if she was telling me something but it was all in "blah-blah". I laid there laughing and a little frustrated, thinking that my subconscious is really trying to hold me back.

I feel like I am making progress but wish I could do this without the pills. At least the pills are helping me to get used to the sensations and do a little exploring in the meantime while I work on the non-drug induced WILD's.

Morning 3:
My wife decided that she would rather just dream naturally and doesn't want to take the pills with me. That's cool, she has one of those minds that won't shutup so she enjoys her restful sleep.

For me, the excitement has been a real problem so I decided to get some L-Theanine as recommended on the DreamViews forums. I bought the 200mg pills from Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/Source-Natural.../dp/B004K5CNUQ. I also decided to buy Piracetam to help get rid of the Galantamine from my system - http://www.amazon.com/Piracetam-800-...7069512&sr=1-2. Once these arrived I decided to give it a go.

I believe this was another Sunday (this was a couple weeks back). I woke up around 5:00am and took 2 Lucid Dreamer pills for 8mg Galantamine and 400mg Choline and took 1 pill of the L-Theanine. I still found difficulty going to sleep. I had no trouble relaxing but I started to worry about sleep paralysis and what if something scary happens. I usually have no fear of this but this time it was troubling me. Unfortunately this kinda set things back a bit, so it still took me about an hour and a half to go to sleep. However, this time I was able to do the normal WILD technique where you actually feel yourself go into sleep paralysis. This was my goal for a long time so this was pretty awesome. I heard rushing noises in my ears and saw a lot of the colors in front of my eyes (like you see when you shut your eyes too tight). It was weird because I recognized I was going into SP and when I did it let up, but then I thought harder about it and it seemed to bring it on instead of go away, which was my goal. I finally get through that and try to get up and check out my room...

I hear my wife again but it sounds like she got a text message and says: "ZNF is dead" (no idea who or what that is referring to, I think it's just random) and get's out of bed and leaves the room. When she is gone. I decide to try to move and see if I am really asleep. I try to roll over but instead start sliding across the bed - I can feel the fabric moving under my hand. I go a lot further than the edge of our bed but am still sliding. I come to a stop and decide to try the technique where you roll out of bed. I kind of tumble over the foot of the bed for some reason, the tumbling seems to be slow, as if I'm in low-gravity. Everything is really dark though but as I'm slowly tumbling off the edge of the bed, I decide to look at my hands. I do so and see them but it's too dark to really see much. As I'm tumbling, my wife comes back in the room crying and lays back down. This startles me and I realize I'm still laying in the position I did when I fell asleep. I'm trying desperately to roll over to see if she is ok but I can't move. Even though I know I'm in SP, I'm trying to wake up to help/save my wife. I hear her crying and I'm still trying to move; I try to yell but can't make any noise except a short grunt. I finally remember the trick to breath sharply out of your nose (I think that's what it was), I do this twice and I finally can move. As soon as I am actually awake, I sit up and hear my wife snoring. As soon as I realize everything is fine, I am flabbergasted and annoyed that I ended it all so quick to wake up and didn't realize it was just the normal SP "demons". (Funny that my wife seems to be a recurring theme to my SP obstacles.) After that I take a bit to go to sleep but it's been too long since I took the pills to notice much. I go back to sleep but only have normal dreams after that.

I'm beginning to think that I might need to go sleep in the other room when I am attempting to dream with the pills so that the snoring and stuff don't affect my attempt.

Background:
I have always been interested in dreaming because my dreams are usually a fun adventure all on their own. So my thought was that, wouldn't it be even better if I could gain some control over them? Over the past 10 years I have had it in the back of my mind and maybe had one or two experiences where I realized I was dreaming and immediately woke up. Otherwise not much success but I didn't really put much effort into it.

I decided to take it a bit more seriously over the past couple of years and have been trolling the DreamViews forums looking for any and all advice that I might be able to put to use to help get more control over my dreaming. Over the course of this time, I had only one time that I remember where I actually had lucid dream-like dreams or happenings. First time was an accidental WBTB where I suddenly was aware that I was dreaming even though everything was black. I knew to look at my hands so I did so and they looked like they were made up of small shimmering points of light in the shape of my hands and forearms. I decided to try to spin to see if I could change to an actual dream scene but only succeeded in spnning around in the bed so my head was where my feet were. I looked down at my feet at the head of the bed, but then woke up realizing I had a false-awakening. That was pretty cool but really was the only time I had any success.

On DreamViews I came across the discussion about supplements. I started with trying out B6, not much luck other than making it difficult to go to sleep. Then I came across the Galantamine/Choline combo. Sounded pretty interesting so I thought I would give it a try. (purchased Lucid Dreamer from Advanced Dream Nutrition: Dreamamins With Galantamine)

Morning 1:
First time taking it. I am normally super excited when I try to do anything lucid dreaming related so naturally it's always difficult to actually fall asleep (normally I have no problem sleeping and sleep quite well). Over the past couple weeks I have been waking up consistently at 4am to go to the bathroom so I thought this would be perfect for a WBTB. I had work in the morning but I figured it would give me enough time to check it out before having to get up around 7am. So I take two pills for a total of 8mg Galantamine and 400mg Choline and get back in bed. I'm excited so I lay there for awhile. Look at the clock, 4:30. Lay there longer, still excited, 5:00. Supposedly Galantamine peeks after an hour so I'm even more excited, still awake... 5:30. Since it has peeked, my normal day-dreams are starting to feel more like my normal dreams, more realistic and sort of take on a life of their own. No sleep paralysis that I am aware of (which has been my goal for a while, a WILD). Finally go to sleep around 6...

I have a series of dreams that are like my normal dreams (sort of hazy but involved). However, I am aware that I am dreaming but kind of in a hazy way. The first dream I am in some parking garage but I am aware. The second dream I am in a Wal-mart when suddenly everything slams into focus and I am completely aware. I decide to fly out through the roof. I break through the roof and there's sparks and electricity and it's all pretty vivid. But then I move on to the next one. Another hazy one but I'm aware so have sex with whoever was nearest. I think a couple more like that. Then the false awakenings start...

I sleep next to my wife who snores a bit. Normally it has zero impact on my sleeping. During the false awakenings though, it enters into it. I keep sitting up in bed and looking over at my wife. The first couple times she's laying down but is talking to me. The only way I know it's a FA is because I hear her snore. Then she is sitting up and talking to me, looking at me with a crooked smile. I realize she's not up when I hear her snore. Then she tells me someone is in the bathroom. I go in there and see a little girl sitting on the toilet. Since I'm still in rapist mode from my previous dreams, I try to have sex with her. I hear a snore and I'm actually back in bed. I'm laying there and hear my wife talking to me a couple more times but I don't look over. In between sentences I hear her snore. This is a really strange feeling. Then I wake up fully and am done dreaming. I get up and go to work, feeling a bit groggy/dazed from this whole experience. But I also feel good from actually making some progress after so long.

*Note on the FA's: since I've been doing a lot of research on WILDs, the sleep paralysis part has been slightly intimidating. I've always wondered what I will experience - old woman mumbling; demon at the foot of the bed; earthquake, etc. But it seems that what I experience is my wife, which is actually pretty cool.

Magical Water-Balloons
I am GMing a game of Mage: The Awakening. The guys need a bathroom break, as do I. I end up having to wait. We get back to gaming. As I describe an in-game note to the players, one of the players interrupts and starts to finish my description. It's not correct though. I stop him and correct the information. Then the information is sent in game (as though I was actually seeing what that world was like) via magical water-balloons filled with tass, carried by a bird.

Video Cameras and Crooked Judges
Ron Swanson from Parks and Recreation set up a video camera in his daughter's room. I find it in the broken smoke detector on the ceiling. He turns me into the authorities for drug use. I somehow convince the judge not to sentence me.

Crazy Clock & False Awakenings
I wake up but feel very heavy and can hardly move. Something doesn't seem right. I can barely see. It's hard to see anything but the bottom of my field of vision, my eyes are so heavy. I can sometimes move my body out of my bed but then I see my pillow when I open my eyes too far. I realize I need to do a reality check. I reach down the side of my bed and grab my alarm clock to look at it. The clock is wider than it is in real life and there are strange symbols "counting" very quickly. "I am dreaming!" I can feel the dream slip away but I say, "No, hold it together!" and I rub my hands together. I can feel my legs are smooth from shaving, they as they rub against the comforter of the bed. I breath deeply through my nose but I don't smell anything.

I am still very heavy and having a hard time moving. It's as though my muscles are weak. Sometimes when I try to look around everything goes dark. When I open my eyes, I wake up again. After a second or two I realize that I am still dreaming. This keeps happening again and again. I crawl out of bed and head for the door of my room, but then I open my eyes more to see and I wake up with my pillow in front of me.

Eventually I feel myself give up, this is taking too much effort. I wake up for real. I double-check my alarm clock and know that I am really awake.

Second Job
I see a want ad for a printing job on a second shift schedule. I realize the job that is posted is probably the one I used to do seasonally for Jostens in their diploma factory. I decide that I should go and apply for that job but I can't find my car in the parking lot.

Surprise!
I hide in a house for a prank to surprise a friend. The lights are off. I hear him come in, the lights come on. It is not him! It is someone in a gas mask and a flak jacket. I think it is a woman? I yell, "Get out! Get out of my house!" My friend is there, he is one of the old actors from The Dirty Dozen.

Broken Subaru
I help a fugitive on the run in exchange for sex. I help him get to the river. I then take a bus to go home. The bus drops me off. I get stopped by the national guard. They are searching for the fugitive. They ask me why I am walking alone in this part of town. I explain that my Subaru broke down and to save gas I am walking.

Lemons and Kitties
I am in a strange old house. It is a little dark and dank. There is a large lemon built into the ceiling, where a light fixture should be. I hear a man's voice telling me to notice the texture of the lemon (from the Hemi-sync lucid dreaming exercise tape). There seem to be many bees living in a colony built into the giant lemon. There are a few rooms in the house.

I walk into the next room, away from the lemon in the ceiling. In this room I see three cats, all different sizes but they are all Venus, my cat. As the three cats walk away from me, I feel very sad. It is so strange that there are three of them, yet they are all my cat. I realize that I am dreaming! I look through the door into the hallway. The door is not solid, but like a gate or portcullis. I see a young man with a 70's style bowl type of haircut. He is lanky and not very attractive. I walk through the door to him and ask him, "Could you become R for me? He does not say anything but begins to transform. His hair is shorter and blonde and he is suddenly more attractive. This does not make him look anything like the friend I asked him to be. He leads me by the arm, as though we are on a date.

We walk into a room with a large dining room table that is set and has a lot of food. We sit down. I ask the dream figure if he could help me find R. Suddenly, R is sitting on the side-table nearby. He is sitting cross-legged, Indian-style. I look at him for a moment. He is not quite completely correct. It's about a 90% accuracy for his appearance. I know the real R is more attractive and there is something slightly off about this dream interpretation of him.

R looks at me and says, "What's wrong? You were okay the last time I saw you."

I respond, "I'm okay now. I just wanted to see you."

He begins to reply but as he opens his mouth to speak the voice of the Hemi-sync recording covers it up. I wake up.

Losing Weight?
I am walking down a street and a woman across the street asks me, "Are you losing weight?" I respond, "Yes. I'm working on it!" and chuckle.

THE Delorean
I'm driving around downtown (of my old hometown). I helped Dr. Kramer and his wife, Lilith by giving them a ride. We drive past a building that was where they filmed for Cheers to say that Norm worked in that building. It is a very industrial, two story brick building with an old, iron set of stairs on the outside.

A jerk pulls up next to my car. He is in a convertible. He yells at me for having the windows open, for being too cheap to run my air conditioning. After running a few more errands for people, I pull into the parking lot at a grocery store. I come out of the grocery store with some friends and head towards my car.

In the corner of the parking lot I see a silver car. I think to myself, "Is that Delorean?" I head towards the car and the driver-side door opens gull-wing style. It is not only a Delorean, it is THE Delorean. Marty McFly is rummaging around in the car looking for something.

The scene transitions. I am with my family (not my real family). I blame my parents for ruining my life Marty in an alternate time line.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Well, weekend was a busy one and I wasn't at home. Had a couple of cool dreams though but couldn't be bothered to write them down. Had another long lucid last night, only I never woke up after it and couldn't recall most of it when I woke up.

22.00: Sleep

05.10: Fragment MILD
*I turn lucid. No idea what I was doing before, but I'm on a road going through a park or something similar. There are a couple of people with me, and the weather is so nice. I have no goal in mind but just wander around aimlessly. I touch things, look at them and just take in the quietness. I walk around with the people for what seems a very long time, doing nothing but walking and talking. What were my goals? I can't recall. Oh well, atleast I've done the senses one.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

Tasks completed
NORMAL BASIC ACTIVE BASIC PASSIVE ADVANCED PERSONAL

Activate 3 senses.

That's it! I can really get the lucids going if I just don't do anything. Will definitely just focus on my senses and being in the moment in the next one before I try any tasks. I know this is what you're supposed to do, but I'm way too restless and impatient to do it every time.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

September 26, 2011

Went to sleep around 10 attempting to MILD.

Dream 1: I was at a pool with my dad playing with a bunch of toy boats. My dad had this brilliant idea to make a game that involved a toy boat, a toy helicopter, and various small toy boats. I don't remember the specifics of this game but I remember sitting there talking to him for a while about inventing this. I do remember specifically that we argued for a good amount of time about what color LED's to use

Dream 2: I was talking to an old friend (haven't talked to him in years) on msn. The whole dream consisted of him and I talking. I remember him telling me about a montage (I used to be into youtube and Call of Duty montages and whatnot) to watch and the montage was amazing. It consisted of all the big names on YouTube coming together in a huge long montage of amazing shots. I also remember him asking me what I was doing and I remember telling him that I was editing dustep. He asked why and to which I replied, "Not everyone has a vast music supply like you, I need to make my own montage music." And the dream ended around there.

WBTB - I woke up at 3 but couldn't fall back asleep, ended up falling asleep at 4:20. I repeated my mantra almost the whole time.

Dream 3: I went to work at the Dearborn Inn. I remember thinking in my head, "Why am I coming into work before school?" I was getting everything ready and opening everything up for the day. The next thing I know, I find myself in the catering office goofing around with two people as they were my friends but in real life I have never seen them before. One of them said something that made me say something along the lines of, "I know exactly what movie you need to see!" and then proceeded to bring up the movie on my iPhone. Just as I was about to show him the other guy already had it pulled up on his android tablet. He gave me a grin sort of like he beat me and my iPhone.

FA: I then was thrown into my bed in my room watching that same movie I was showing the guy. Everything in my room was moved around, I had an extremely nice TV that was where my computer desk is, and I had a really nice computer where my dresser and TV is. My mom opens my door and hands me a quasadilla she made for me. As I sit there and begin to take a bit, I start to realize the oddities of the dream. I notice my TV and my computer and all of a sudden I exclaim, "I'm in a dream!" my mom is still sitting there and replies to me, "You are, You are!" So as I'm sitting there looking at her I notice everything start to get really blurry and I can start to feel my physical body in bed. I say to her, "Mom, I'm going to need your help to stabilize the dream, I can feel it slipping." and after I was done with my statement everything became extremely clear and I felt really solid. The vividness and realness of the dream amazed me. I wanted to make sure that this lucid lasted, so I began to focus on everything. I took a bite of the quasadilla and it was absolutely amazing. I was some type of breakfast quasadilla, filled with eggs, bacon and cheese. I asked my mom why she couldn't of told me I was dreaming earlier and I didn't really get a straight answer out of her. Instead I just said, "Can you tell me more often when I'm dreaming then?" and she agreed. Through with this conversation, I left my room and I began to walk up my stairs out of the basement. There was a girl standing at the top and once I got there I noticed it was one of my ex's. I begin to start making out with her (sex always distracts me in lucid dreams). For some reason, it really distracted me and I almost feel like I lost my lucidity. Because the rest of the dream consisted of me trying to find a spot to have sex, I didn't want a place where my mom would find out or anything. Once I was about to do it I ended up waking up.


When I woke up I never opened my eyes, I felt the numbness of SP take over my body and really wanted to try and string a couple lucid's together. I attempted to DEILD but I never really read much on DEILD's so I had no idea what to do. I just laid there and waited for something to happen. I didn't notice anything so I figured I must be in a false awakening so I opened my eyes only to break out of SP and be thrown into reality.

This was a very interesting dream!

Non-Lucid Part

I'm playing some version of a Kingdom Hearts game and I'm in Destiny Islands. All of a sudden, I see this portal. Not being one to back down from a portal, all three characters--Sora, Donald, and Goofy--go through the portal. As per my controling them, of course.
The next thing I know, I'm playing as Riku and every single Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy character is trying to kill me!
I'm thinking,"Oh, crap, Oh, crap..." as I try to turn every which way. There are portals, but no! They're on the other side of those as well. Finally, I see this ocean like portal. Think of Moses opening up the ocean and it's starting to part. Only this time the bad guys get through! Thankfully, that headache of a dream ends and the next thing I know, I'm running away from some threat with my younger brother. We see this small, yellow house and hide behind it. We're talking about what we're going to do about this threat--must not have been much of one because I don't even remember what it was. I see a gigantic tub of red Play-Doh near us and I valiantly offer to carry it up this nearby hill and place it next to a tree where it will protect us.
Uh, right.
As I set it down, I realize I'm dreaming.

Lucid Part

"Oh my, I'm dreaming,"I murmur. I glance over at my brother and don't want to leave him, but I can't see any more threats. I walk over and explain that I'm leaving. He just nods and tells me to be careful.
The next thing I do is get on a motorcycle. I suddenly remember that I should probably stabilize my dream.
"Stabilize! Clarity now!"
I'm looking around at all the tall, silver skyscrapers and the people driving their cars. Riding this motorcycle isn't as exciting as running really fast--which I love to do in dreams.
"Wait a minute,"I think," shouldn't I be more excited that I'm riding a motorcycle and lucid dreaming?"
I never have to worry about waking up from excitement because I'm really, really calm in my dreams.
I don't press on this any furthur and just continue to ride my motorcycle. Why should I worry about something that needs no worrying?
Finally, I stop at this hospital in the city. As I walk in, some of the people glance over. A few of them even smile. Being the courteous person that I am, I return the smile. I want to talk to one of them, but I'm not sure which one to talk to. Finally, I see this older woman doctor with big glasses and dyed reddish brown hair. I ask to speak to her privately and we walk into her slightly cluttered office. She has a bunch of doctor certificates and diplomas on her wall. As soon as she shuts the door, though, I get severely tongue-tied.
"I..I...I d-don't k-know...how...how to say this, b-but--"
"--But this is all a dream,"she brightly exclaims.
I'm flabbergasted. She continues to smile and waits for me to say something.
"H-How,"I finally blurt out.
"Well, of course all of us would know."
I faintly think of all the stories about DCs crying when someone tells them it's all a dream. The stories of them denying it, or even worse, beating the dreamer up.
"Shouldn't all of you be upset or deny it...Or beat me up?"
She looks at me for a moment and says," Of course not. Why should we beat you up or deny what we already know is the truth?"
"But, still...You...aren't real."
"So? Like you've said yourself before, we may not be real, but we still exist. You don't have to be real to exist."
I am pondering that comment and I realize that I have said that.
"Besides, you're always very nice to us and considerate to how we might feel when you change things around. It would be rude to beat you up or call you a liar."
I know she's right, but it still feels weird.
"Never mind all that though. Would you like to come overfor some supper?"
I nod and go eat at her house. I can't remember the rest, but I know that I was lucid throughout the entire thing.

After I woke up and wrote the dream down, I fell back asleep and had another lucid dream. Sadly, I only remember a little and for a very good reason.

The Second Lucid Part
"Heck, yes! Another lucid dream," I exclaim.
My sister glances at me and asks,"Are you going to write this one down as well?"
I smirk and exclaim,"No need. The last one was so awesome that there is definitely no reason to write this one down."
Then, I remember that Scarlett Johansson was there but nothing else.
I have never had two lucid dreams in the same night before.

School day and abrubt awakenings sorry. So sad i don't remember any scenes just feelings.

I was lucid for a long time, i remember testing some dream control. And later i remember fighting giant robots/transformers and something about lasers perhaps. And quite possibly Oneironaut again. But it was definetly someone from this forum..

That's it.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Hypnagogic[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]
My school starts late today, so I asked my dad if he could wake me up before he went to work.
He woke me up 7.15 and he set my alarmclock to wake me up 8.00 so I didn't overslept.
It should be added that before my dad woke me up I had used the timer method, so I had had like 12 small awakenings or WBTBs. But after my dad had left, I fell asleep again.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I saw a steel door, I opened it and saw a stair I went down through the stairs and now I saw a lot of shoes, and I immediately realised where I was. I where in my old taekwondo club, which is a basement.
I went in there I noticed that there where a lot of people, and usually we only were are few. But now it was many teenagers like 10 boys and 12 girls, and this is a small taekwondo club. I was wearing jeans and a tee-shirt and I asked the trainer if it was ok that I joined the training with that. Then I saw that all the other were also wearing normal clothes, and the trainer told me yes. There were many hot girls there, and I got a feeling of me wanting to show of, in real life I have pracctised taekwondo for 8 years, and have a blackbelt so I should be able to impress newbies. Suddenly I see my classmate Martin running passed me, and I thought "hmm weird what is he doing here" and then I saw my friends Mattias and Johan. I wanted to impress them too so I did a wallflip and a sideflip, but then I woke up.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I was aware of that I had woke up, so I lay still and just thought my way back to the same location again.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]I started to see vague images of my previous dream, but then I was just standing there again.
[/COLOR][COLOR="red"]This time however, I was lucid! This was my longest dream ever, but I lost my lucidity very soon, but not as fast as I usually do, so that's improvement.
I saw my perception getting clearer and admired the vividness of the dream, and I looked at the new guys training.
I wasn't lucid enough to understand that the people where dream characters, but I was lucid enough to understand that this was a dream and I can do what ever I want. I associated the taekwondo club with one person. A girl who once where my best friend, but i haven't seen her for a long time, since I quitted. I started to yell out her name "Nikita are you here?" and I heard a voice "Yeah I am in the other room." I said hey! and I hugged her. She sat in the clubs minigym and I thought oboy let's try to lift something really heavy. I thought to myself let's try benchpress. I thought that this is the truley oppurtunity to try to "free my mind", I grabbed the bar and it weighs 20kg/44 pounds so I tried to do that with one hand, it's not much I know but I am not that strong for real either :P But it felt completely normal, so I tried to imagine that the bar was made of styrofoam, and I felt that the bar was easier to lift! This was just a small test, but every little helps. But next time I think I will summon Morpheus instead to get the real training going.
Then something embarrassing happen. The girl's mom came into the gym and gave me a friendly kiss, like the kiss small children gives to their moms, so not a passionate kiss, but still... and I lost my lucidity, although the dream kept going.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]I went into the training area again, and I noticed that the trainer didn't know anything about taekwondo and I got angry, because I don't want him to embarrass this beautiful sport. So I told the guys, "Hey if I can do a sidewallflip on this wall, will you let me hold the training then?" They all seemed to be hating me, because I had stolen the attention from the girls. So they said "No, but do it anyway haha" I did but I didn't landed perfectly so I tripped and fell. They all laughed, but the girls were still impressed so it was worth it hehe.
I went out from the training and walked to the entrance, where the dream had started out, I remember that I head a baby scream and some girls talking french, then I woke up.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I woke up from the alarm my dad had set. So the clock was now 08.00 and I had dreamt non stop! So that makes it a 45 minute dream. It's possible that I don't remember some blackouts or what ever, but I was very aware the whole time so that's not very likely, too bad that this wasn't a 45 minute lucid dream though :cheeky:

And oh if you wonder why I dare to write these private dreams, with names and so on, it's because this is nothing compared what our minds really WANT to dream, and you guys also dream these things, I promise :D[/COLOR]

25.09.2011

Morph into the God Phoenix! (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up in the early morning and told myself I wanted to have a nice lucid dream.

I was walking in a big field. I was away from home and from the busy civilization.

I turned lucid spontaneously. The dream went crystal clear. As usual, I took a flight to make sure the dream was stable. It was a very hot day and the sky was dark blue. Not one single cloud. I could feel the heat from the sun beams in my face... I really enjoyed this flight until I saw a young dark haired female DC.

She approached at me and asked me to take a flight with her. We did take a flight, and suddenly, we appeared right in front of a castle. The castle looked medieval, so I figured we could have time traveled.

As we approached the castle, the sky got darker, until it was night. The entrance of the castle had a regular door, instead of the huge hatches castles have. When we entered, I saw a big bazaar. There was a lot of stuff to sale, the aisles were very tight. But I did not focus on this. There was a battle going on within the gardens of the castle.

I wanted to join the fight, but not in human form. I thought it would be cool if I morphed into a phoenix. I realized that morphing is not my big thing in a dream, and turning into a whole phoenix could be kind of hard.

I visualized flames around me and wings. Suddenly, I saw myself as a phoenix. I was flying over the gardens. These had a big pool in the very middle and I could see my reflection.







I then visualized fire coming out from my body into the soldiers. I saw right away all the soldiers runing in dispair. I could see they were in flames. I also saw how the gardens were burning down and even, some flames were in the pool, still burning.

After a few minutes, I found myself running out of fire, but I could lit myself up again.

A while later, when no more soldiers were running around, I found myself in my regular body.

After that, I had some plot with a lady and trying to have sex, without lucidity, and with little recall from here.