lucid

WhiteWind's Dream

Battle at Chichen Itza and other lucid fragments

~7:00 AM, July 20th

In my basement fighting Jamie Bell. We are rehearsing for a fight that we want to do in our dreams. He does a low spin kick and trips me, but I notice that I didn't feel much pain. Without reserve I throw a strong right hook and he goes down. I cross his arms behind his back and pin him. He laughs at my shoddy pin and stands up effortlessly. This feels off, I try to do a hand RC, but he has broken free and is grappling me. "Wait." I push him back and slowly observe my hand. lucid. I'm off to find Chichen Itza (lousy recall, don't remember the chronology)

Lucid in the black, watching small images form and hearing music. I materialize outside in a park. It's dark out and I see a police officer walking near. After stabilizing, I go towards a street light, to illuminate the dream. I try to climb the pole but fail, so I bend in and sit on it, trying to use it as a catapult to get to the temple.

Cant remember how I got from there to the pyramid

I see Chichen Itza in the distance and come upon it quickly. I am with two others who I feel are dreamers, but I am only semi-lucid, and don't engage them directly. A battle is about to take place at the temple, and I am caught up in the moment of it. When we arrive at the top of the temple, we are joined by many painted warriors. I see myself in third person. I am in a pre battle rage. My body is covered in red and blue war paint, muscles flexing as I roar a battle cry. I am almost taken aback as I see my eyes, which are chilling and blood thirsty. Then I spot on my back a bow and quiver of arrows, and excitement takes over. The enemy is approaching, another tribe, which is more animal like and demonic than us. I nock an arrow and take aim at a chief like warrior, who has an elaborate garb. I fire and make a direct hit, but he is unaffected. A talisman around his neck is made of bone and magically repelled the arrow. The battle continues, but I've lost details from memory. recall picks up when we are back at camp.


One of my two companions is mourning the loss of a woman. I approach him and tell him we must go back to the temple. Lucidity is very minimal here. There is an increased awarness. I know I can do magic, but not fully aware of dream. He doesn't understand why we must go. I want to see a certain warrior at the temple. "Our fates are entwined." I tell him. We walk through a forest, into a field. There is a village in the distance, and the architecture is similar to Chichen Itza, but I can't spot the pyramid. "Where is the temple?" I ask them, but no response. I take off from the ground, hoping to get a better aerial view. I fly above the village, and quickly leave the earth and enter space. Vision fades to white and I wake

I had two lucid dreams last night.

First one occurred in a very long dream I was having. I was leaving my school, walking home I think when I realized I was in a dream, no reality checks required. I thought to myself "Oh man, it's been so long since I've had a lucid dream!" So I took a deep breath, felt my surroundings looked around, tried looking at the sky (It was a really bright sky for some reason). So I just started running off and remembered since I was in a dream I could do anything, I took a few leaps and tried to start flying but it didn't work until I remembered something I read about being able to think of having a pill which would give me the ability to fly and taking it. So I did it and it worked. I flew for no less than 5 seconds until I started to wake up when I remembered again, I could try and spin to stay dreaming longer. I tried an incredibly unsuccessful spin in the air and it bought me about 2 seconds. I woke up in my bathroom with my dog barking for some reason, I could hear my sister in the next room and I was wondering how I had got there when I had woke up again in my bed.

That was my first false awakening.

The next time I dreamt, I was almost immediately aware that I was dreaming, but... The weird thing is, someone was with me. Kind of like a guide. She told me that there was a great evil that I had to sub due, I told her that I didn't want to fight any evil, I just wanted to play around. I only caught a few glimpses of the evil but she didn't want me to go anywhere. I left the underground passages we were in and went up. I separated a wall and opened up a large amount of buildings and shops appeared, and she closed it. I re-opened it and suddenly everything was missing and the walls were bare. So instead I tried to create a door leading somewhere else on one of the walls, and she changed the location to somewhere destroyed by the guy. Some of it is a blur but I remember towards the end... After everything was said and done... She told me that she had to leave and that her job had been done. I told her to stay because I had grown to lover her (More like how a boy loves his mother) and she told me that I would be just fine on me own. When she had left... I cried. I cried and yelled at the top of my lungs. I don't understand why I cried so hard. It has to have been the hardest I've ever cried now that I think of it. I woke up a few moments later feeling incredibly sad.

I am standing in the mirror after Jesse's lame birthday party at the movies. At this party I left as soon as the movie started and went into the school field and was doing something with the garbage. I got back as soon as the movie ended. Anyway I am looking in the mirror and my teeth are massive. My upper right teeth are not attached to the roof of my mouth, and are just free floating. After a long time I start thinking that this is weird. I nose plug and try to breathe in and I can. I don't believe it, so I do it 2 or 3 more times and can still do it. I realize its a dream but its a pretty sluggish realization. I drift into a non lucid where my dad is gangsta now and riding a motorcylce right behind our car.

WBTB-30 mins ish this time, read a bit from a latin book to jog my mind, and meditated for 10 mins before setting my intention and vis. Took me a long time to fall asleep again. I had the intention of stabilizing the dream this time, but didn't work out.

I am walking outside in the courtyard of a party, and people are at tables eating dinner. This just doesn't happen to me in real life. I think that its a dream, and also think that anything I want to happen will happen. The cute blonde girl I've been wanting smiles at me and walks over. I lose lucidity here. She climbs up on a ledge/balcony and asks me for something I can give her? I don't follow her inside as she climbs into the house through the window or some door, but wait for her instead. The next thing I see is her hanging from the balcony from her neck in a noose. Why did she kill herself? Earlier in a very tall building where you could see the stairs go all the way up many of us were watching and waiting for her to come out of the washroom, because something seemed wrong. Something about her dead relative who created a pill who could bring ppl back to life. Lazarus? I was walking strangely earlier and she commented jokingly but with interest and I told her I'd explain later. She was Latino then, not white and blonde.

I am sitting back to back with her now, or someone like her watching a movie with lots of other ppl. There are two halves of the ppl facing eachother. I am happy that I'm making some connection with this girl. There is a brunette in front of me beside who I think is a boyfriend, who shyly slips her fingers in between mine. Its awkward and I'm not sure she's my normal type but I kindof like it.

I have a false awakening where my friends are at my house in my sisters room making all kinds of noise and breaking things. Conners shoe flies off and almost breaks a grandfather clock that isnt usually there. There is a black guy in my room that I don't know, and he is floating and has his hands on me. I'm afraid of him and think he's gonna hurt me. Either way I want these people out of my house but can't do it. He has a knife pointed at me, and I take it from him. He's saying things to me and I want to stab him, but know that it won't even do anything.
I 'wake up' and go into the computer room where my sister is. She is dressed as if she's about to go to a club but its daytime. She seems annoyed. I am on the floor sitting, and my mom is there too now. Something breaks and we try and get our dogs out of the room without them stepping on glass.

Between Sleeping and Waking: Dream Diary of the Man Who Doesn't Make Sense.

Monday, July 11, 2011:

Day 2: The Man on the Balcony.

I was in a massive dome, filled to the brim with people I had and hadn't known throughout the years. I was amazed at this meeting, for I hadn't anticipated to see these people again. Just as quickly, a thought came to me.

"I must be dreaming".

Then, quickly my perception of the scene changed. I was then aware that this room, these people, had all been bred from a single source - my mind. They were dream manifestations of my attitudes and personality, and I knew it. As I looked about the room in amazement, the folk had smiled at me. Yet, even with that realization, I was at a rather low level of lucidity. Though I knew I was dreaming, that still didn't stop my interactions toward others. I still thought I had a social reputation to maintain, in spite of knowing that I was dreaming.

In accordance to this, I had faintly whispered, so as not to disturb others, "Awareness now".

Obviously, not much had happened. I had then ignored this, moving outside with a few DC friends (whom I didn't know previously). We were on top of a large, steel, balcony. There were stairs directly to our right, and the dream characters had set off to use those. I, however, had opted for a different method of reaching the ground floor.

"Do you know what's more fun than using stairs?" I asked the two DCs.

"What?"

"Jumping off the balcony".

And then I quickly got up to the balcony and, in spite of feeling coldness in my veins, attempted to bring myself to jump directly off, knowing that I would land on the floor without harm. Upon getting up on the balcony, I felt nauseated. It wasn't necessarily the pain that concerned me, but the speed of the fall. This isn't specific to my dream. In waking life, I am terrified of many amusement park rides - particularly roller-coasters.

Come on! I prompted myself. Jump! You'll be alright.

I couldn't do it.

I then lost lucidity.

Between Sleeping and Waking: Dream Diary of the Man Who Doesn't Make Sense.

Sunday, July 3, 2011:

Day 1: Under the Radiant Stars.

All was empty, and twilight had settled on the silent, stone courtyard. It was there that I sat, the cool marble underneath my butt welcoming me, the courtyard's sole visitor - or so I had assumed.

"Hey," rang a low, musky voice.

I walked over to what seemed to be a man in the ground, his head and arms protruding from the earthy barrier beneath. Chunks of flesh had been ripped from his blue, ripe skin. And yet, the strange thing was, he wasn't at all frightening. His aura held a strange wiseness.

"You know, this is all a dream".

I stood, my mind and face in total contemplation. But, honoring the man in the earth's suggestion, I took my index finger and thumb. It was then that I had pinched a piece of my forearm.

Nothing.

It was as if my arm had been replaced a piece of flabby rubber. No pain could be felt whatsoever. That was when I saw the truth in the man in the earth's statement. Sleep paralysis had befallen me. That could only have meant one thing.

"I'm asleep," I said, astounded at my new-found dream body. "That means..."

At this realization, I had laughed and laughed like a child, with exclamations of "I did it!" spurting from my mouth. At last, after many weeks of reality checking, I had achieved lucidity. This had marked my very first lucid dream. Then, I had remembered from my waking life that, during a lucid dream, the only limit is the imagination. With this, I jumped as high as I could. I was amazed at the height my particularly light-footed jump had scaled as I came back down, landing on both feet with ease. But, I knew what it was that I truly wanted to do, and that was to fly. And so, I sprung myself forward as far as I could.

I then promptly landed belly-first.

Now, had I attempted that stunt in my waking life, I surely would have shattered every bone in my body. Luckily, that wasn't the case. I quickly got back up on my feet, and pondered what it was that had caused my inability to fly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a man with long blond hair to the side of the courtyard, sitting in an old chair and rocking forward and back.

I walked up to him and, without second thought, asked, "How do you fly?"

At this, he looked at me for a moment. Not in frustration, but in patience. He then said...

That was when I awoke in my soft wooden bed to the footsteps of my schoolmate and the iridescent, dull light that had shone in from the nearby window. Though I was sad at not hearing the man's words, today was a day like any other. I got myself out of bed and went to get my books for school. I was a bit sad that I had woken up so quickly, for my lucid dream had just begun. Yet, this feeling of sadness was quickly replaced with one of eccentricity. I had my first lucid dream. Very few in our society could truthfully say such a thing. Yet, I questioned my new-found consciousness. I had remembered that text read would generally be jumbled during a dream. At this, out of my own curiosity, I checked the textbooks on my writing desk for verification that I was awake. As I looked at the title and author of the first book I saw, I noticed that the name and author seemed to be gibberish. However, I craved further confirmation. I then opened up a book and looked at the text of its pages, which held multiple words, which I do not remember now. I quickly lost myself in the reading material.

Then I woke up again.

Thinking how reality feels like a dream. hand RC lucid. DILD stability wears off quickly. fumble with stability techniques for a while. foggy

many dreams after. such bad recall
On a boat with my brother. water spouts are blowing us around

dream
lucid

I am in a classroom with a few people and the instructor, who looks like the 'Horn-rimmed Glasses' character in the TV show Heroes. I have a strong impression of memory, as if I have been in this dream for along time, perhaps many times before, although I can't say for sure now if it is a recurring dream, or if I simply had that impression at the time. I seem to have many memories of this place in the dream. I also have a slight sense of panic that I am enrolled in other classes than this, but have not attended them all semester (this is a recurring theme in my dreams because I have had a similar problem in real life). Additionally, I have a strong feeling that I am in this place as a part of a secret mission, and that I had been secreted away from my home to this exotic location, far away from my family.

Suddenly, I am teaching the class. I am speaking about responsibility, lecturing the students that as the teacher, I am responsible for what happens even when I am not there. If I go to the bathroom and leave a student in charge, I say, and something happens, who is to blame? The students answer that it is the student in charge who is at fault, but I respond- "No, it is still my fault. I am responsible, and putting someone else in a position of temporary authority does not absolve me from blame."

As a lady enters (an obvious authority figure) and begins speaking quietly with HRG (horn-rimmed glasses), I realize that I have been chatting with friends and family on the internet for much of my stay at this place, and they always seemed to be on the same time zone as me, which didn't make sense considering I was supposed to be far away. I take HRG and the lady aside into a hallway and come up with a quick plan. I ask the lady "where are we?" with some gravity, making sure she knew that I was serious about getting the truth. She responds with the name of the location. I can't remember it, and I didn't really pay attention at the time, I was simply making sure we were indeed NOT in America.

I immediately followed with the question "when I have spoken with people online, there seemed to be no time difference. why?" She looks stricken and turns to HRG and says "except the time zone!" The sense I got was that they had realized a mistake- they hadn't completed the illusion fully. She turns to me and says, with similar gravity to my first question- "All I can tell you is, be patient."

Even in the dream, this response gave me chills. I felt like I was under some illusion, perhaps being hidden somewhere while tests were done, or while I was being used for some devious purpose. Regardless, I didn't immediately realize it was a dream, but felt more like I must be in a "dream-like" world.

At this time I stepped outside and marveled at the vividness of the world. I could see people moving about, and an old friend came gliding by- through the air- telling me this was not completely real. I become partially lucid. I still don't realize it is a dream, but I recognize it is NOT the real world, and test this with my usual lucid-test.. I attempt to levitate. I am able to do so, but in fits and starts, as if I am simply not fully lucid.

As I have trouble "flying" around, my friend tells me "but you can RUN anywhere." This prompts me to pump my legs furiously in a running motion through the air, and I do start to "fly" around, but only while pretending to run. Further realizing that this is not real, I kickbox a few people that come near me, but I still apologize profusely to them, afraid that this might be real and not wanting to hurt anyone. This is common for me in lucid dreams. I tend to doubt my lucidity and constantly do things to prove to myself that this is a dream and not real, because of the extreme vividness.

But every apology is met with the response that "that is ok, you can do whatever you want here."

I fly around a courtyard area (same area I entered after speaking with HRG and the lady) and lose lucidity after a short time. I don't remember the rest of the dream. I may have awakened from sleep at this time. Even after waking up, I have a strong sense that what I experienced was REAL and not a dream. I am almost convinced something happened to me, and feel like the tv show LOST, where it is suggested that the island was a place the characters created with their own minds for each other- as a meeting place. It still seems VERY real to me.

It takes me about 20 minutes in the waking world to get over the sensation and realize that it was all- in fact- just a dream, albeit a particularly impactful one. I will pay close attention to my dream log in the future for recurrences, because as I mentioned, I seemed to have deep memories of being in this place. I felt like i had been there for months before I realized I was not in a different time zone from family as I should have been. I continue to get chills when I remember the lady saying to me "All I can tell you is, be patient."

I have had many lucid dreams over the last 10-15 years, but this one was so jarring that it prompted me to seek out a lucid dreaming forum, which led me to this website.

The house was being renovated. It's usually been white, cheerful, modern looking, squarey rooms, and such. After the "renovation", the reason of which I never found out, the house was petty much only grayscale colors, with a dash of dark green and blue here and there. Rooms were triangley by shape, and the athmosphere was spookier. Me and the renovators were putting stuff like furniture, random boxes I did not know the contents of, electronics, food, and such, in the attic, to not get in the way during the renovation of the other part of the house. I went away for a little while. When I came back, I saw someone had taken all of the stuff from my personal room to the attic, including my PC and bed. They told me they'd have no time to do my room separately. I raged at them for a bit, and at least got them to agree to help to get the stuff out of the attic before they left.

So it was night. Had to sleep now. The only really suitable place was this semi-big branch off from the living room. There were mattresses on the floor for me and the other people who live in the house (nobody from IRL, just random people living in the same house... o.o ). So we slept there. I had to move my mattress out of the way of someone at some point, and as I was getting back on the matress to get some moar sleep, I came lucid. I have no clue.. at all how. That spot is a blank space in my memory. Those couple of seconds. Then I remember is realizing that this might be a dream, and then doing a nose pinch RC, and it being successful. I looked around. I stood up. I was glad. I remembered that I had a lucid goal of seeing a certain object and touching it. However, I failed this. At least, I think I did. You see, the memory ends there after looking around. I have a pretty strong feeling the dream ended there, yet I don't really know. There was no fading, no sudden end, yet I can't remember anything farther than that, and I dont' feel like anything happened either.

Dream - Lucid

I woke up and looked at my phone to see what time it was. The screen looked funny; it was all blue with some weird word on it. I dismissed it at first, then decided to do a reality check. I looked away from the phone then back at it. The word had changed into another word, and continued to change as I was staring at it. I'm dreaming!

The next thing I knew, I was standing in front of a giant picture of a sunny day at the park. Many people were in it, and they were moving around like the pictures do in Harry Potter. I flew through the picture and into the scene.

I landed and wandered around. I counted my fingers on both hands. I was getting 5 each time. I finally got six after counting them twice. I ran through the park until I met a girl. She had short, light auburn hair.

"What's you name?", I asked her.
"Kim ____!", she replied (she told me her last name but I can't remember it right now. It was something like Hora? Not quite sure.)

I ran with Kim through the crowded park for a few seconds. I focused on my hands so I wouldn't lose the dream.

However, I then had another FA. I became lucid again, but it only lasted a few seconds.

~

I was somewhere with Dakota. He had kissed me again, like in one of my previous dreams. He then whispered in my ear
"I can't stay over tonight."

~

I was driving down a road close to my neighborhood at night. I was approaching a red light, so I put on my brake. My car slowed down, but not much. I noticed that the brake had gotten stuck to the floor. Remembering what Ryan told me awhile back about how to fix your brakes if it does that, I tried his method: I stuck my foot under the brake to try to get it to come back up, but the pedal broke. I touched it, and it broke in half. Well, shit. I tried to brake anyway, but it wouldn't work.

I was fast approaching the light and had to think fast. By the light, two police cars were stopped and had their lights flashing. I turned on my emergency lights and honked my horn as I maneuvered in between the two police cars. I finally slowed enough by a curb and stopped. One of the officers came up behind my car and asked what was wrong. I picked up the busted brake pedal off the floor and told him it went out. I looked out my back window, and he was examining my back left tire, which was flat.

One of the weirdest dreams I've ever had. When I woke up from this dream, I wrote a VERY extensive entry into my hand-written DJ so I wouldn't forget ANYTHING.

My girlfriend and I break up. We aren't currently anywhere, all I can see is my phone. Eden (my girlfriend) sends me a text saying "Hey, I think we should break up, it's just not working." I send back, "We should meet at the school and talk about this."
Skip
Eden and I are texting each other, even though we're sitting right next to one another. This is something we have done in real life, when we first started dating. It's unclear to me what the texts say. We're sitting in the school atrium on a 3 level bench, which is absolutely NOTHING like the school I actually go to.

The ground and walls are made up of very gritty, very dark, and very smooth marble. The darkness of it, almost seemed to suck in 90% of the light that was pouring in from the ceiling windows and the doors. It made the room very dark and gloomy, which brought my mood down a bit. Although my girlfriend just dumped me, I'm still quite normal. I'm not sad and I'm not happy, but I'm somewhere in-between. So, me and Eden are texting, and I don't know if it was the text, or the school, but I suddenly become Lucid. I performed a reality check, plugged my nose, and stopped there. It was the first successful reality check I'd had all night that didn't wake me up or change the dream dramatically. Needless to say, I. Was. Ecstatic. So my phone disappears, and I start talking to Eden.

I don't remember what we talked about, but it lead to us making out on the bench. This was no surprise, because me and Eden have made out in public before. By now, a few people have come and gone. They talked to us about "Straight-Leg Disease" which I have no idea where that came from, but it's in my dream...so it must be significant somehow? Anyways, things are heating up quite nicely between me and her, and then her friend Beatrice walks into the room. She's wearing black spandex shorts which don't cover enough of her legs, and a shirt that has a see-through netting in front, and black cloth covering her sides and back. You could easily see her breasts, although they looked like man-boobs. She was fairly overweight. Beatrice says she has straight-leg disease and that it's horrible.

Eden tells her that she and I have talked to a few boys who had straight-leg disease, and Beatrice yells, "THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE! The way you get straight-leg disease from being punched in the butt!" I remember questioning the sexuality of the guys that had come and gone. I tried to kiss Eden, but she took my phone from me and went into the bathroom with her friend. (Straight-leg disease makes it very difficult and very painful to urinate, in my dream. I don't know if it's a real thing or not.) I went into the men's bathroom and the first thing I noticed was that it was very high tech. I walked into the urinal, and it was very disgusting.

There was pee on the ground, and I was in my socks. I sleep with my socks on, and usually go to the bathroom as soon as I wake up, so I think that's why I was in my socks. I had trouble with the lock, it seemed to take a lot of effort to get it to slide and lock. I eventually got it, and proceeded to do my business, trying to figure out all the different buttons. When I got done, the toilet flushed itself. I had no trouble with the lock as I went out, and washed my hands. The water felt like my blanket that I lay over my comforter. This makes me wonder if I actually did the motions of washing my hands in my blanket. From here, I lost all lucidity for the rest of the dream. I went to look under the stalls (habit of mine, to make sure rapists aren't hiding, however I usually look before I do my business.) and somehow I could see through the stalls. Only when I bent down, though.

I could see some Mexicans at the end stall, one was just sitting on the toilet. He came out and washed his hands in the sink next to me. I squinted my eyes and with a raspy Spanish accent, said "Sup esse." and nodded my head. He laughed and said "Hey." and I left the bathroom. When I went back to the bench, Eden wasn't there. Instead, 4 or 5 celebrities were there, talking on their cell phones and looking at clothing. One of them had my phone, and gave it to me, which was vibrating. I woke up to my phone vibrating, my friend had texted me.

School Atrium:




Men's Bathroom:

Non-dream
Dream
Semi-Lucid
Lucid

I am in my room, getting ready to go somewhere or do something, I don't know exactly what. For no apparent reason, I think "what if this is a dream?" but decide everything feels far to realistic (As a side note, my dreams are rarely so realistic that I can wonder if it is a dream, and decide that it isn't. 99% of the time, as soon as the thought crosses my mind, I become lucid. Although in this case, the fact that my room was perfectly tidy should have been enough of a clue...) I decide that now is a good time to do a reality check anyway (because I'm still trying to make reality checks enough of a habit that I do them in automatically when dreaming). I look at the doll with two long braids that sits on top of my dresser, close my eyes for a second, and open them again.

What the hell? The hair is in a different position. That can't be right, I must not have been paying attention.

Just to test and prove to myself that I am awake, I step into a more open part of the room and jump while thinking about flying, fully expecting gravity to follow normal rules.

But instead, I float up and hover near the ceiling ("Holy crap...")

Okay, I guess I am dreaming.

I remember reading a post about making dream time "longer" than the amount of time I'm actually asleep, and decide to try it. (Unfortunately, despite being lucid, I am still not particular logical, and this was something I was not planning on trying until after I'd gained fairly good dream control, which I don't currently have) I first decide to simply demand that the dream lasts for an hour, but I know right away that it hasn't worked, and the dream starts to fade. I stabilize it as much as I can, but it is still "dark" around the edges. I remember a different technique where you "travel" to another dream realm where time is different, and say "I want to go to the realm where one waking minute equals one dream hour."

Nothing happens, and I'm not sure if I said it right, or if I had even said it out loud at all, so try again. This time, a portal of some sort appears in the wall beside me, and I go through it. As I do this, I hear a rather sinister voice say "Getting a little advanced, are we?"

I fall backwards through blackness for a few seconds, just like the person who posted the technique had described, and find myself back in my room.

Hoping that it worked, I remember my goal of learning to "waterbend," and fly through the wall, trying to visualize the beach at my cottage on the other side. But, as I go through the wall, the dream fades, and I wake up.

I resist the temptation to move, and stay perfectly still once I realize I have woken up, and continue to visualize the beach, as well as imagining that Katara from Avatar: The Last Airbender is there to teach me.

I am suddenly in the dream, with Katara (and sometimes Aang) there. She talks to me a little bit as I try to do waterbending, but I don't remember what she was saying. I'm doing pretty good with the waterbending, getting it to move around the way I want it to.

Suddenly, for some reason, she becomes evil, and there are people in boats swarming the beach attacking me. And I start attacking back, experimenting with different ways to move the water around, and freezing it to throw little ice darts at some of the attackers. I realize that I can just leave, or ignore the attackers (because they aren't actually doing anything to hurt me) but decide that this is actually kind of fun, and keep at it. For some reason, things start flipping between "cartoon 2D" and "3D," which kind of weirds me out, but then I think "Hey, that's kind of cool," and start doing it on purpose.

At this point the dream is starting to fade again, and I suddenly remember "Crap, I was going to try the task of the month. I NEED AN INSTRUMENT!"

Some sort of cross between a flute and a clarinet appears in my hand, and I start playing it while everything continues to fade. For whatever reason, without me choosing to do so, I/the instrument play(s) the classic "snake charming" Arabian music.

I wake up, and once again try to slip back into a dream right away, but it doesn't work.

Date: Thursday July 21 2011, 6:22 AM

My first lucid dream! I was sitting in a living room and was watching the news there was a lady talking about how the temperature was very cold this morning because of frontline winds that cooled the area. Then she talked about ongoing wild fires that struck the area. It seemed as though I lived in the Arizona area but when I was watching the news, they shown a map of the wildfires on the state of California and then shown some wildfires in the state or Illinois but it was on the left of missouri where Kansas should be. I knew immediately that this wasn't possible so I pinched my nose to see if I can breathe through it and after I did the reality check and knew I was dreaming. I was lucid for about three seconds. The feeling was extremely weird. As though I began melting through the bed and then I was aware of my breathing and then I can feel my heart rate accelerate. I began to feel exited and then woke up. (I think the reason why I was getting feelings of my physical body is because after I did the reality check, I told myself in the dream that this is a dream and I'm lying in bed right now. I soon got an image of me lying in bed but I think I was beginning to focus on my body and I think that's the cause of breath awareness and the accelerated heart rate) When I woke up I didn't move at all, then I immediately went back to a dream but I think I was non-lucid this time. I'm not sure. I started off on this island where there were blocked shaped sheep and I was surrounded by blocked shaped bushes. Sorta like the game Minecraft. Then the thought came from nowhere about flying So I tried my first attempt at flying and jumped in the air. That was a fail. I tried running and began to levitate and soon I was able to somewhat fly. I wasn't that good because it was my first try. I can remember myself falling back into this field of water not sinking through. I was flying so fast I could walk on water for a brief time so I can catch the air and begin flying again. Then after the flight I crashed landed onto this parking lot area. Where this car approached me. I stopped it and asked the driver if he was Jesus. He said no and I told him to get out the car. He pulled out what he said was a magic wand but it looked like it was twisted from an iron hanger. For some reason I felt evil and wanted to make mockery of him. So I begin to threaten him and told him I didnt need the wand. He began to go into a defensive state and I snapped my fingers to paralyze his legs and arms while standing. (at this point I started to loose lucidity) I couldn't control myself and was telling him I was gonna spawn my buddy to take care of the job. I remember saying it was a monkey. When I was about to call his name, my alarm clock woke me up and I was disassociated from the dream this time and had to get up. Well I can say that this was a good experience for the first time lucid dream.

I had the weirdest dream last night. I'm guessing this happened sometime before 5 AM. It was really vivid, like 7/10

NON-DREAM | DREAM | LUCID

I had an OBE inside of my dream: In my dream, I was laying in my bed, as if I had woken up. The way the lighting was in my room, I'd have to say it felt like around 8 AM in the dream. I was laying there, and for some reason I tried to have and OBE, which I've never done before. I pulled my duvet over my head and layed still. After only a short time, I did the RC where you hold your nose and see if you can breath, and I could breath. I rolled out of bed to a weird room. It was shaped like my room, but decorated with tropical island/beach decor. Like palm trees and sunset pictures everywhere. Then, in the dream, my mom pulled me out of the OBE by 'waking' me. I had no idea this entire time that I was in a dream, btw. I was so mad at my mom, and I yelled at her. She thought it was funny when I told her about it when I actually woke up.

I've never had a dream in a dream or anything like this before. I was a little freaked out when I woke up. That was the only dream I can remember from the entire night.

After becoming lucid, I noticed a group of people gathering and preparing to enter what looked like a concentration camp. I was flying at the time, and thus decided to come down to them and ask them what was going on. "Oh, we're signing up to become members of this awesome club." I tried telling him about the concentration camp thing, but he didn't listen. "Look man, Abel would never lie to us.". I decided he wasn't worth my time. I infiltrated the camp later and looked around. I found the conditions were less than favorable. People made to pay for private rooms, otherwise they got a little shed made mostly out of thin paper. The longterm members talked of vulgar things, which was really disgusting. Nothing seemed to be owned by the members, as it was all taken and, presumably, brought before this Abel character. I figured I should try to free these fools who were suckered into this.

I started the assault by blowing up a new members shack WITH MY MIND AND I WAS ALL, PYEEEOOOOOOOWWWW! I then turned my attention to a members log, a place where I heard a lot of the vulgar talk before. I blasted it with my Uber Bolts, which go PEW PEW PEW PEW, BOOOOOOOM!!!!

Unfortunately, I woke up then.

Notes:
*Went to bed around 7:00 PM and woke up around 3:00 AM.
*A dream within a dream. If you never seen this: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inception then do so. It may help you if you happen to be on this forum reading this.
*Was not lucid but in a way I was. You define lucid as "you know when you are dreaming while in the dream" bluntly. In the dream within the dream I was lucid in that sense but never became aware of being lucid in the full dream itself. For this reason I am marking it lucid.
*Had a dream fragment before this and forgot as soon I woke up.
*Major note: This dream entries is clean and safe for work but not the full story. I took out a few major parts of it and put it in my private journal.

Dream: [layer 1]

Eddie Murphy is the main character. To make it quicker to write MC = Eddie Murphy while me/myself/etc = me. This dream was like watching a movie.

MC walk into a collage-like place...Total freedom though importation place. Maybe a place to test dreaming science? Anyway he saw a young girl (about 21) wearing a white T-shirt and have huge boobs (simple saying boobs is still safe for work right?) and asked what is going on. She hand him a book which basically steal an idea from the movie Inception. The idea of spending most of your life asleep to be gods or have fun in your little dreamland. (Remember the scene where a ton of people were just laying in beds while the main characters were looking for a drug strong enough to do the job?)

Basically this book will knock you out forever or close to it. That or you dream so long that it felt like it...For whatever reason the book was bad news for the long term and can even be seen as deadly for the MC. I guessing the book was the MC.

The next scene (this dream felt like a movie for the most part) have the young women with the godly pair sitting on a log in the middle of a forest with a pond in front of her. I remember so clearly of how clean and clear the pond was. MC complained and the girl ask him something about the book which MC quickly reply something like "Yea, I already got me another one!" which then he toss the book in the pond.

Dream: [Layer 2]

The girl and MC somehow enter a dream for whatever reason. I was a DC (lol ironic and funny enough I was lucid but I guess I wasn't personally) MC and the girl were both of course were lucid...Else the book would been close to useless.

The girl fell in love with me for a reason. The dream ended with me, MC, girl, and like two other(?) dream characters/people who join in with the MC when it came to searching for the girl. The landscape was close to before but with a volcano in the background and being in a colorful rain forest.