lucid

So my dream started when i was in my dad's room, saw the ADSL connection wires in a wrong place, and it looked weird, I was like wtf!?!, looked at it again, and it changed, then i realized that i was dreaming, did an RC (5 fingers), and they really appeared correct 5 fingers and clear?!?, so i went to the living room, saw a weird looking brown clock on the table, Saw my mom talking on the cordless phone, wanted to try flying, so i jumped over one of those mini-chairs, and i levitated a bit, then, my mom was at the balcony, went there, wanted to jump from the balcony, but dream got blurry and i got waken up.

Lessons learned: Do the spinning in the moment you realize that you are dreaming, even if you feel like you're cool and not going to wake up

DJ Log: July 25, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am walking into a garage with a small workshop area off to the side. There are a couple of covered cars sitting in the garage, as well as many piles of parts. There is a large workbench in the back of the garage with disassembled engines on it. There is a motorcycle frame on a stand near the bench. In the corner of the garage is a doorway which leads into a smaller workshop area with a bench, a toolbox and some power tools on the bench.

I walk into the workshop area and find a guy sitting on a stool at the bench. When I walk in, he looks at me and smiles as he is working on a carburetor. I ask his name, and he replies, “I'm David.” We talk for a bit about his Toyota trike. He explains to me all about how he is changing the V-6 engine out for a supercharged 4-cylinder with much more horsepower. While he is talking, we walk out into the garage area. I read the nameplate on the fender and it says something like Corado, but the letters look different every time I try to read it. The rear half looks like a dune buggy and the front looks like a Harley Davidson.

When I go to sit down on a milk crate in the garage, I feel something uncomfortable in my back pocket. I reach back and pull a remote control out of my pocket. While looking at the remote, something seems a bit off. I look at David and say, “I went to sleep with this remote in my pocket, so this means that this is a dream and I am lucid.”

I am puzzled by why I would have gone to sleep with a remote control in my pocket. Perhaps, in an attempt to produce a satisfactory reason why this would have happened, I was able to identify that I was dreaming.

I immediately become lucid. David looks at me like I am crazy, and then walks back into the workshop area and sits down on a stool. I follow him to the workshop and say, “This is a dream. Do you know what that means?” He looks at me puzzled for a moment, and then says, “Does this mean that you're going to kill me, then rape me?” I reply, “No, silly. We're going to make sweet, sweet love, right here on top of the toolbox.”

We begin kissing, and then fall backward onto the toolbox. The toolbox is not a very comfortable object to lean against, so we roll onto the floor and continue kissing. I grab a handful of his hair and pull him in even closer, and he does the same. We both melt into the floor in a full-on make out session. Without any warning, I wake up.

Right, so this dream was pretty long and I don't remember a lot of it. But from what I do remember, I'm in church with a ton of family, and maybe some friends too, but I doubt that. We're a pretty large group though. This mass is unlike any of the others I've been to before, and in the dream I know that we're at a church we don't normally go to. I distinctly remember that some of us have instruments laying in front of us, to use during the songs. I personally have a snare drum in front of me, as do some others. I idly play with it occassionally, but I do so quietly, and not in tune with any particular song. I'm pretty bored here. I also remember that while the singing came through loud and clear, when the priest was just talking nobody could hear him! Some of the others around me try to draw attention to that to get him to use a mic, or something. Finally, another detail is that we already have communion bread things in the pews with us, which we are supposed to eat at communion time, then go up to get more like normal if we choose. There's quite a bit there, and people are trying to eat it all to be polite. They generally end up looking silly instead.

Around this time I head out of the church, planning to sit in the van (that we don't have IRL!) and watch from there. The church doors are wide open, so it's actually possible. I really think my main motive is to get out of that crowd though. It's evening, and the sun has set. I try to pull the van up closer to the door to get a better look or something, and it starts to veer off like it has a mind of its own! For the rest of the night, I'm driving around crazily on different roads, trying to get safely turned around and back to the church while the car dangerously veers all over the place. Thankfully nobody gets hurt. This all goes in fast-motion like a comedy chase scene might, so before long it's morning. Finally I'm able to get back near where I want to go. At some point I'm out of the car, and walk through a small courtyard type thing that I know animals are in on occasion. Like a zoo but not. It's pretty fuzzy but it feels like that place played a role earlier in the dream, as well.

Anyways, I walk through that and somewhere around this time I spontaneously become lucid. I'm approaching a dilapidated-looking place and as I do so I start "flying" (really just lazily floating). I know my family is supposedly there. I was worried about them being furious or scared by my running off like that, but of course now I'm not. As I arrive, I stop floating as I remember something I'd actually rather do. My little brother passes by, saying "Hello" like I'd done nothing unusual, before walking away again. I recall that I wanted to transform into an anthropomorphic coyote. Knowing transforming all at once would be too tough, I reason, so I decide to just stare at my hand and try to will it to change. (Perhaps not the best method, I admit). This succeeds only in causing my hand to kinda vibrate and flip out. My brother comes back and says "...ouch", as he assumes something is seriously wrong with my hand. About this time the dream fades, and I wait just a bit too long to start spinning.

I was in some alright but kinda Gothic place, with really old stone walls, and somehow, I figured I was in a dream, so I remembered that if you close your eyes and spin around, you will end up in whatever place you think about, so I kinda did that, but it only half worked, and I could kinda see a nice, but kinda dark (almost half formed) beach, but then I tried again, and was in some cool new place, where there was a bit of a party going on, or just some kind of gathering, and the same Gothic stone walls. I got bored of that pretty soon, and was about to do something else, when I woke up in my bed, but then I realized that my bedroom wasn't set out like that, and I didn't have damn STONE WALLS! And just as my mind began to think of sick movies where people have false awakenings and then get slaughtered horrifically; dramatic horror movie music began to play, so I closed my eyes and teleported the hell out of there. Arriving elsewhere, (still with the Gothic walls, but now out of a window, I can see some slightly middle-eastern architecture) I'm talking to this dude, and I question him about some bible verse (john, 6:20) spray painted on some mosque looking building, outlining the irony therein, and he is dismissive (oh, and by the way, this dude looks like ‘Dude’ ‘The Big Lebowski’) and so I'm like: "haha, dude are you my dream guide" (with extreme sarcasm) and then he laughs heaps hard with me. Then I hear my mother stomping down the hall to the bathroom, and she wakes me up.

Oddly enough, the bible verse john 6:20 does exist, but has no real relevance or bearing on my life, or dream whatsoever.

It's black. I'm falling asleep and I'm surprised I noticed. I'm aware of my limbs but I can't feel my blankets. This blank canvas of a reality begins to form around me. It's almost like an abandoned warehouse but it's not scary or unnerving in the slightest. A bit of the paint around me is chipped a little, and the place is well lit, but most of what I remember is this feeling of openness and possibility. Whenever I realize I'm lucid two urges really push forward. Sex and powers. Sometimes I have the strong urge to go fly or practice telekinesis, other times, just horny. If I was totally aware every time, I would pick powers mostly because it's impossible in the real world and it's kind of waste to spend an entire LD on sex but I was already on the way.

I knew I couldn't do anything in this empty place so I closed my eyes and span. The place I most connect with encounters with the opposite sex is the clubbing district in a city I used to live in. I ended up in a clubbing district when I opened my eyes but it wasn't one I recognized. It was significantly poorer than the one I remember. I went into the first open bar. In it were several friends from the city I'm living in now. None of which were actually into going clubbing funnily enough.

I'll spare the sexual details but there honestly wasn't much. Everything stayed around 1st to 2nd base mostly for some reason.

I wake up and go back into LD's four more times after this. I can't remember anything about them because they were all short and generally unstable. I do remember being on my knees, my hands flat on a dirt floor trying to stabilize the last dream before I gave up and just got out of bed.

I was staying in a dormitory. It is unfamiliar. I saw a local actor in our country (L.M.) downstairs, across the... uh, side-lawn?? He's on the way to the showers. He was with another person, who is unfamiliar to me.

I went to the showers to take a bath. All are taken, or some are not working. LM is still there, so I instead went to take a bath with him. I noticed the walls and realized I was in a dream. LM became J.A. But then everything became hazy and white. I then commanded "Clarity." Didn't work. I tried again. No go.

Then I tried moving around, but then I heard someone say that whatever I do in the dream, I will also do with my body. I "woke up," and noticed I was in a different room, with some friends, some of them are girls. I recall some trees outside the window.

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Notes:

I did around 5 or more reality checking, but they were not that phenomenal. I guess I just got used to it. I also listened to reality checking and MILD mp3 on my way to sleep, but it's in shuffle mode with other mp3, music and motivational sounds.

1) Driving with my dad and sister. At night, and a man in black is in the middle of the street. We pass him, and my dad says "He's following us!" I lock my door and seal the window. We arrive at a house, my grandmother's maybe... Desserts. Two thugs arrive, I grab a lamp, and start hitting them. My movement is sluggish, and moving too far will make we wake up, I believe.

7:16-7:28
2) LUCID. In a field, Michael is there, and there is a crowd. I grab and smash a soft rock. Pick up a red crystal that has a sharp edge, grab him, and ask, "My body, my mind, and my choice, right?" "Your mind, your body, but not exactly your choice." I enter a staircase and let him go.

3) FA. My clock says two, making me late for school. (while it is summer, apparently...)

4) At the bottom it opens into "my school". An effeminate teacher accidentally hits me in the head with an advertisement, apologizes. I arrive at a office with two women. They talk to me a little, and one tells me unplugging something would be my payment. I "remember" I'm late in waking, and jump up to fly into the sun.

5) FA. Clock is reset, and it's dark out still. I jump out of bed and head outside my room to look at the TV clock, but it is off. Power black out.

I did a reality check and realized I was dreaming.......

I saw a city in the distance. It had a tanish tone to it, and as I got closer I realized EVERYTHING was made of people. The buildings, the signs, and even the trees. They were all completely still, like a statue.

I walked into a building, and the floor felt squishy. It was really weird. Someone came up to me and asked if I wanted to see my vault.

I said yes and followed her through a door. There were brightly colored feathers everywhere, and she told me to touch one. When I did I woke up.

25.07.2011

Backstage (Incubated Lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was behind a table. Oh hey, it's finally a dream now, not a hallucination.

I climbed over the table and towards the wall, which opened up. Through the opened wall I was backstage at a show. Two members of the band were in this room. We were about to play a gig for Germany.

"Ready?"
"Ready."

We climbed up the stairs (three metal stairs up to stage) and the dream instantly collapsed as I started putting my monitors in my ear.

Not sure why, as I hadn't gotten excited, and the senses of IEMS\s entering the ears are pretty strange and anchoring.

7/25/11

FA/DEILD

I had around 5 or 6 LDs separated by FAs with DEILD attempts. They were pretty sexual at first and then moved into experimenting with methods of dream control. This was the first time I tried to use the "operator" matrix technique for control and it failed.

The night started with a non-lucid where I was trying to masturbate. I had the ingenious idea to try and have sex with a tissue box because the top was a soft hole. haha. Then it moved to me in a friend's car trying to finish. I had to wait for SC in the drivers seat of the SUV and eventually his dad interrupted me (although it was really BGs dad).

In the next dream I became lucid in Amsterdam. I went into this sex shop where I saw Mattie working there. I go up and start talking and it quickly moves onto frisking. We continue talking during this process and work our way downstairs. I am rubbing my hands together to maintain the dream. It looks the basement of the Bulldog coffee shop with more places to sit. There were large brown automens where people were supposed to have sex on. There scattered people around so we go to the back. We start taking off our clothes and I must have gotten distracted for a second because I look back and she has short curly jew guy hair and is no longer attractive. She said she got a new hair cut and it was a deal breaker for me. So I head back upstairs.

Upstairs I found that the place was also part grocery store. I was walking down the frozen food isle and I found a hot blonde. We start fondling for a bit and then I decide to do something better with my LD.

I walk out front and look for a sweet car to drive in. I see a BMW and got in. The pedals were very close together. For some reason I put 1 foot on each pedal and it was uncomfortable. The pedals were so close my ankles had to touch. I start driving down the streets of Amsterdam (thankfully with no bicyclists on the road). I am going really fast and can swerve between cars. I found out I can push one of the pedals to the side to make it at a normal distance. Eventually I see a yellow race car parked on the side of the road. It looked like a lean formula 1 car and had a huge fin sticking up in the back. The drivers seat was exposed and there was a girl in it. I couldnt resist the upgrade. I walk over and get the girl out of the car. She said it was a bad idea. I get in and the pedals are close again. Then I look forward and there is no steering wheel, just 2 levers. And even worse, the levers are way out of my reach. I am pissed the girl was right and I lose the dream soon after.


I re enter a dream looking at a TV with a bulls highlight on it. I think if I focus long enough eventually I can make it into a dream. It has an inbound play from the corner. Noah takes the ball and hits it off Shaqs head and he runs the baseline (the ball was already inbounded). He finishes and I think it was a sweet move. Suddenly I am down with some team groupies I guess. It has a girl that I start getting hot and heavy with. Eventually I leaver her to do other things.

I try to find a safe somewhere to see what is inside. I was hoping it would be some deep secret like inception. I look for awhile and KK (not roommate) tries to stop me. I start running and putting my finger to my ear. I try to call the operator and ask for some abilities. I can only faintly hear my mom's voice talking about me being still asleep. I figure that I hear her speaking next to my sleeping body (despite me not living at my parents house). I lose the dream on the run.


I become lucid outside of some nice looking campus building. It is large and there are tall trees outside. I am with my mom and tell her that we are dreaming. She says something like, "so i can fly?" I was like sure and tried to show her. I end up only jumping like 5 ft. I retry and then just try to float. I tell her to pretend to be a piece of paper in the wind. I can feel the breeze pick me and gently toss me around. I have no control and am rolling over but still floating.

I think a different dream starts and I am running around my old house trying to find a token that I can say is magic and give me powers. I decide to ground myself by licking the fridge and it tasked....like a fridge. I open it and taste some pink lemonade. It tasted fruity but not the right kind of fruit. I never find the token and make my way to the living room. I decide to call for my dream guide so he can maybe help get some powers. I see an aura of light by the TV. I say, "my dreamguide!" and as something starts to appear there I hear my mom yell at me. She was standing right behind me with my brother who was sitting on the couch. It was so loud my stomach felt like it dropped out. I then wake up.

shit. =) I'm so excited, I just had several lucids and false awakenings within a two hour period! I guess MILD really does work, two a few days of it! Too much happened in the dreams, but this was the most LUCID I've ever been. I finally could clear my vision and really communicate with the people in my dreams, even though none of them seemed interested in talking to me =(

I'll give you the highlights! My favorite part was me and a couple of friends were in an apartment building going UP and the elevator was tuggin along slowly and we were all looking at eachother wondering if it was about to give out. Sure enough, it started falling slowly at first back down, I told them not to move too much and as we neared the bottom, or after so much suspense, I was like WAIT A MINUTE. I put my hand out flat in front of me and willed the elevator to stop. It stopped and then I started pushing us up towards the top, but I told them to crawl out this window real quick just in case.

Another part I'm at my house and a bunch of family is coming over. I knew I was dreaming when my uncle showed up, cause he would NEVER come here, I doubt it anyway. He walked to the door and handed me two bags of trash that have been sitting on our porch for a day. (No, really, it's our trailer trash... =/) Anyway, I rolled my eyes and noticed it was all wet outside, I grabbed the trash and said "I was JUST getting ready to take this out." I go out of the house and sit down by a puddle of water. Just enjoying the lucidity. Looking around. Unfortunately I can't remember what I saw. Anyway, a lot of things happened, but I'm gonna quit right here. Just saying MILD was a SUCCESS.

ReachingfortheDream's Dream

I was going to sleep in my dream. Somehow this got me to imitate a WILD. I felt the SP in the dream and suddenly I was lucid.

Can't remember where I started off, but I remember that the SP within the dream was gripping me. I kept trying to free myself but I couldn't seem to move or get away from it. I seemed to be able to see it; it was like a big sludgy black pile trying to grip me.

"CLARITY!!!" I screamed, but it didn't really do much. Then I decided I needed to get out of this. The first thing I thought of was spinning around. I was slightly wary since the spinning had never really worked properly before, but I decided to take the chance.

I span around, I think I closed my eyes but I'm not sure. All I saw was swirls of black and random colors.

I can't remember where I ended up at this point either, but I thought of chichen-itza, and it was in sight. I think I was in midair. I put my hands out and flew to it.

I saw the trees surrounding it, the lone mayan pyramid amidst a giant random forest, just like in the DV pictures. I landed on the ground, and then flew up to the top of it. As I did so, I realized the beacon wasn't there. I imagined it, and it appeared - a swirling pile of yellow and orange floating above the pyramid.

I flew up to the top. At this point I was losing sight of my goals. There were 4 other people there, two younger females and an older male and older female. I started talking with them; I was excited that I had finally made it to the pyramid. I asked their names; the older man said Poppy, the older woman Mom, and the girls said they were Alice and Elaine (I think, it was something that started with an E). I took note that they all had brown or black hair. The two younger girls were wearing loose cotton shirts, one a rich bright red and the other white.

Then, to my disappointment, I felt the dream fade, and I was whirled back into my bed.

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It was apparently the first day of school. I was in what was supposed to be my school (now that I think of it it's really similar to another school from a previous dream from a really long time ago). It kind of reminded me of a mix of FJR and CC; it was tall and clean and pristine, lots of high glass windows and walls and modern architecture.

I had art elective class still. We were supposed to leave our stuff in a massive changeroom (beats me why I would need a changeroom for art). The room was white, concrete, and massive with hooks lining the walls.

I hadn't even done anything and the class was apparently over. I was searching now in these random rooms for my next class. It then occurred to me that I forgot what the purpose of my lock was since I had left it on the hook in the other changeroom. I spent a good 5 minutes pondering what the hell a locker is for (lmfao) before I saw others in the hallway using them.

I wandered into another class, figuring that I could run back to the changeroom and grab the lock after this class was done.

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I was still at this "school" it seemed, or maybe outside of it. There was a massive sidewalk, but it was like a giant glass hallway outside. There were people working there, some being buskers on that sidewalk. This one particular guy was just sitting and singing, but he kept grabbing me and hugging me and not letting me go. I was getting a little creeped out, and I struggled to get away.

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I was again at this "school", but I was running to court. My mother apparently wanted to sue the law because of some sort of fraud or something having to do with paying too much for the arts (music lessons, I presumed). I ran to court. The prospect was stupid, and I was scared my mother would lose and look like a fool.

When I got into the court room, there were tons of people there. The floors were marble, the walls varnished dark wood, and everything from foot to ceiling intricately decorated with carvings and gold. There were people seated and standing watching the affair.

Apparently several classes had been made to attend court to watch. Some teacher was calling her students to the other side of the court.

Then the trial started. I was scared of what would happen. Then, AR randomly got up. I was confused; wasn't this my mother's trial? AR presented some poster or something about helping out with disasters around the world. Everyone applauded.

Then the judge stood up and said something funny, exclaiming how she was an old chinese woman. Then the dream ended.

non-lucid
lucid
notes

This dream constitutes my first in the quest for the Dream World Academy. The end of this dream tied directly into a continuing dream experience, but here I have logged only the portion pertinent to the quest.

I was in a bar, drinking with some old friends, when I had a realization. The forums on this website had me thinking about dream signs, and I remembered that MANY of the posts on the Dream Signs thread mentioned old friends that the dreamer hadn't been around in a long time. As I scanned the group assembled at the bar in my dream, I decided that this must be one of my dream signs too. I did my old trusty 'make someone levitate' Reality Check, and it worked. Bingo- time for fun.

I started telling all my friends how this was a dream- levitating them, making things change shape with my mind, and generally just sinking into the lucidity, allowing myself to delight in the sheer fun of it all. After a few dream minutes of this, I remembered the quest I had been assigned- to find and explore the Dream World Academy. I knew the scrubs I was drinking with didn't know anything about this , so I headed out the door and into the fresh country air.

I figured the best way to start was to take an aerial approach. I decided to fly high over the countryside, searching for anything out-of-the-ordinary, or just anything of interest at all. I read one of the logs of another Dream Views Academy member in his search where he used a television to take him to the Dream World Academy Portal. For some reason, however, that method just didn't seem right for me. As an avid fantasy reader, my subconscious is well-versed in the type of questing one finds in those books, so it just felt right to approach it the fantasy way. As I began to lift into the air, my friends came pouring out of the tavern we had been carousing in. They called to me and told me they wanted to help me on my quest- my very own posse!

My good friend Andy remarked 'Well how nice for you that you can fly, I guess we'll just follow along on foot!' He said this with no small measure of sarcasm, so I got the hint and put them all into the air with me. We rose high into the air, and like a flock of birds, we began to move as a group, scouring the world below with eagle eyes.

We headed north, and the country was beautiful. Streams, meadows, forests, all these things passed beneath us as we lazily made our way to wherever fate was leading us. Soon, we came upon a massive canyon, rimmed with giant white rock, and criss-crossed with rivers and streams. It was hard to really get a sense of the scale of the canyon from the great height at which we flew, but it seemed a continent of its own! Sensing that this was worth exploring, we glided over to a rocky outcropping on the canyon rim where a sprawling oak tree had somehow sprung out of the stony ground. My posse and I took shelter in its shade, and surveyed the canyon floor with wonder.

I noticed a large sturdy limb, low to the ground, that reached out over the rim, and I decided to climb out onto it and settle in for some reconnaissance. As I lay flat on my stomach, I noticed that the limb split into two small branches out over the canyon - making a perfect crosshairs. This intrigued me, so I focused my vision through the crosshairs and found that I was looking at a particularly green section of the canyon floor, noticeably more lush and wooded than the surrounding area. Many of the streams (or rivers, hard to tell from this distance) seemed to converge in this area as well.

As I studied the wooded area more intently, I detected movement- a great sweeping motion, agile, smooth, and certain. After some time, I could tell that the movement was getting closer. In fact, something was flying directly at my crosshairs! I began to feel a little anxious. I knew I was in a dream, but I was very much into the quest, so it didn't seem to calm my nervousness that this large flying object was headed straight for me. In a gigantic canyon with myriad formations, something was headed directly my way.

As it came closer, I saw that it was a gryphon- a rather large one it seemed- and it was still coming right at me. I can't say exactly why, but I got the sense that it was a sentry that was coming to check on us intruders. I could see that it was mostly black, with deep purple wing feathers, a dark grey chest, a dark silver beak and talons (almost like gleaming iron). As it continued to approach, I decided that I was not quite ready to meet this flying creature. I can't say why, exactly, as I was still quite lucid and aware that it was only a dream, but I made the decision to shroud my posse and I in a bubble that would prevent the gryphon from seeing us. It's an old trick that I use mainly in non-lucid or partially lucid dreams when I am being chased and cannot outrun my attackers.

I created the shroud around the oak tree and closed my eyes to concentrate as the gryphon neared. I felt it pass overhead- it must have been truly massive- bank to my left, and move off in the direction from which it had come. When I opened my eyes, I could see the creature flying back down into the canyon, but I could also feel the world becoming hazy and my lucidity fading. I quickly hopped to the ground (the limb was rather low-lying) and did the 'spin' technique I read about on this site. It helped, and I was able to watch the gryphon as it disappeared back into the wooded area on the canyon floor.

Suddenly, though, my posse was gone and I felt an uncomfortable tingling in my left arm. I awoke to find my left arm above me with my head pressing into my biceps. As anyone knows who ever sleeps in this position occasionally, the blood drains after awhile and the arm begins to throb. This turned out to be a false awakening- something I would discover later- but that is for another dream journal entry.

This marks the end of the beginning of my quest. I didn't see the Academy. I didn't speak to anyone about the Academy. But I know- somehow I am 100% certain- that the way to the Academy lies in the wooded area on that canyon floor. Maybe the Academy itself is there, or maybe the journey to it only begins there, but I have no doubt that that it is The Way. Next time, I will know to head north to the canyon. I will find the stony outcropping with the sprawling oak tree. From there I need only follow the crosshairs made by the low-lying limb. Next time, I will be prepared to face the gryphon- should it come- be it friend, foe, or otherwise.

DREAM NONDREAM LUCID

Just a side note here, I took around 60 mg of melatonin to cause REM rebound, BUT I DO NOT CONDONE TAKING SUCH A LARGE DOSE.

I woke up in the dream in my friend Tom's house, in his room on his second floor. His room was set up differently, but I could tell it was his room. I was sitting on the floor with his door open, when his cat Suzie walked up. Suzie was an old black cat, and she died of liquid flooding her chest last year, so it was odd to see her. I was petting her when my other friends, Julia and Bob showed up and were talking to me. Julia said hi to me, and was carrying Mouse, and greeted Suzie, their other cat, as she walked up. Her brother Bob walked up and started talking about World of Warcraft, "Two people just joined the raid, do you want to watch." I stood up and looked at Julia. Her room looked different and nonsensical for how her house is normally set up. For example, on her wall that normally faces her father's office, there was a window behind her and as I focused on her, she became more detailed as did the window behind her. I became lucid at once and declared "I'm dreaming!" and got the biggest grin on my face. I rushed down their stairs to their kitchen, remembering to rub my hands to stabilize the dream as I ran down, where I met my friend Lindsay. She said hi and waved at me, and she was eating something. I launched a lightning bolt out of my right hand and she said, "Good job on that by the way!" Referring to my power. I then focused and managed to do a Kamehameha, but could only do it by chanting the words. My energy when doing the Kamehameha was a blue, wispy sort of fire, as opposed to just an orb of energy. I then focused on my left hand and shot fire forth from it. The fire was almost a super imposed version of fire, and was almost cartoony. I then raised my hands above my head and started to charge a spirit bomb, and as I did the light caused the unrealistic shadows you'd see in an anime from a large energy mass. Like how everything is black outlines because of the bright lights. As I charged, the "camera" in my dream pulled out and started to roll pre episode credits, like for a cartoon, but sadly they made no sense. I then opened my eyes to launch the spirit bomb, but when I opened my eyes, I woke myself up.

My first dream was after my alarm goes off in the middle of the night.
First there's a nice, dark room. It's made of some sort of dark, reddish wood, and the fabric is in the same dark tones. There's a table here too. I sit at the table and look about, wondering where I am. Then a rather old man with grey hair, and thick black eyebrows walks in. He isn't wearing a shirt , and he's quite flabby and has a hairy chest and I swear I can't see any pants on him, but so far he's behind a chair. He can't see me.

Then I find myself in a tent with no memory of the wooden house. The tent is large, blue and pyramid shaped. I remember my old school field , but when I look over my shoulder I can't see the school. But I know this is my old school field (a recurring place in my dreams!) because of the way there are hills on one side and trees bordering the whole field, hiding a wire fence. Behind me where the school should be, there is just fog. I don't know what I'm doing here, but it's like there's something just behind the trees I need to get to so I start running across the field.

These were just hazy dream fragments. When I woke up in the morning, I can't remember either dreams immediately, and I'm frustrated. So I lay down and try to do an early morning WILD, which in the past have sometimes been successful. But today I'm not asleep enough or my sister is making too much noise because it doesn't want to work. I think what happened next might have been an OBE. I could feel my thumb in my palm, even though my hands were one on each side of me. I rub my right thumb in my left palm a bit as I begin to feel my other hands too, my 'real' hands, both at the same time. Then I move my real hands, and I can feel my hands either side of me. My thumb no longer feels like it's in my palm.