lucid

Non-dream Dream Lucid Nightmare Fragments False awakening Early awakening

I'm laying in bed, trying out a WILD for the third time. Hypnagogia starts, and I lay still for a long while. Then I fail... I fall asleep. The first time I tryed it I got into sleep paralyzis and violent vibrations and humming sounds started, that time I got scared and forced my body to wake up.

Anyways:

Im playing bass guitar in front o my computer, like I use to do (the computer is located next to my bed). After playing for a while, thinking it sounds real good. I'm thinking/saying "How did I learn this song?" "Ah, who cares..." and I continue to playing. The song Im playing to is Army Of Bono by Clutch. The fact that I don't really know this song and that I was playing on frets that I'm sure are really wrong, should be able to make me lucid, but I did not get that. When I listen more closely to my bass I say "Why the fuck is it sounding like a distorted guitar?". After a while I get it... and say "Haha, Im dreaming!". I've had a lot really good lucid dreams before but I get exited now anyway, there is so much I want to do since I've read about what other people do in their dreams. I wake up early... or did I?
Im in bed, and Im paralyzed. Suddenly I hear everyting I said/thinked in my dream fast forwarded, like in a horror movie or something.
I wake up for real.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I finally completed my set up dream goal. It's been a few months really, which is crazy, since I first thought of the idea of having a physical fight. Been side tracked by my DVA class (which is why you got to pay the price!), but I can finally put the task aside and move on to my next one: Have a fight with superpowers. Also had a few weird dreams, I was crying in all of them, guess they were nightmares.

02.30: Sleep

09.30: All my life, I've always wanted to be a crying gangster



I'm in prison. This prison has alot less security though and looks just like my old school with a few fences around it, and guards everywhere. An old friend walks into the building next to us and I look at the guy standing next to me. I nod at him. It's done, we're going to kill our old friend.

The entire dream scenario rewinds back in time. Like I'm watching a movie. I'm sitting at a table, my friend on the other side of the table, and the old one to my right. "Sign it" he says and hands me a green check. "Please! This is going to ruin me" I say and know that if I sign that check, I'm going to lose all my money. I know I have no choice really, but it's worth giving it a shot. "Just sign the check" he tells me. "Can I atleast keep one million?" I ask him, watching the ten million figure. I start crying.

"It's either give all your money away or die" he tells me. "You'll get some back later when I've invested, but that's in a long time." I really don't want to murder my old friend, but it looks more and more like that's the only option I have. I have a sanitary mask on for some reason all of a sudden when the old friend leaves. I start talking to my friend, asking him alot of questions. I remember being in jail before, and as I'm going in again, I will be put in solitary confinement. "We have to do it" I say and my friend nods.

09.30: Fragment
*I spot a few old classmates. "Hey man" I say to Fredrik and follow him and the entourage up a few stairs. I want to grab a few beers with them for some reason. I greet the rest and I spot a guy I used to know. We exchange numbers.

11.30: Taekwondo show
I enter my old taekwondo dojo. I greet all the people there and they seem to happy to see me again. I stand in the back and watch for a while. Instead of the regular thing you do when your master arrives, they salute like they do in the army. Then start doing all these weird stances, punches and kicks. I watch for a while, puzzled. A coworker has brought his friend who is huge, and they make out. I figure they're riding the "bromance" wave or whatever.

After a while most people get seated, I sit down next to the master. Two blackbelts get up and start doing some dance. Master tells me they're going to USA to do something in November. I watch for a while until all of a sudden, a bunch of people in make up comes rushing in through the doors. They all look like skeletons and scare all the kids. We all laugh. I'm handed a paper from a girl and I read it.

It tells me that I need to exit the building and dress up as a skeleton, I'm going to be the first one who will infect the rest. "Make sure you drool alot" it says and I laugh a bit inside. I sneak out and realise I have no paint. I go back in and is handed two tubes. I walk out again and look at the tubes of paint. One of them is a facial lotion Monica uses. I sigh and go back in and get a black one instead.

I smear it all over my face and into my mouth, it tastes vile. The dream skips and all of a sudden I'm being chased by robots. I have a weird futuristic gun in my hand. I shoot a robot and head up stairs. I'm in my mom's house. I try to close the door but my sister keeps me from shutting it. I see no way out but killing myself. I put the gun to my head and pull the trigger, nothing. "Let me help you" my sister says, clearly not knowing what she's doing. She tries to shoot me twice but the gun won't work.

I take the gun and remove the clip. The shots are all there, but they didn't go off. "This is the kind of shit that makes you turn your life around" I say. I explain to my sister everything that has happened. "I don't want to live this shitty life, being schizophrenic" I tell her and cry a bit. Everything I had experienced had clearly not even happened.

11.30: Students! Hit me, if you can! MILD
I'm in a car on a parkinglot at a local grocery store. Some kid is there with me. Felix is outside, having a fit with some foreign guys. I can hear them yelling, and somehow I know what's going to happen. I close my window and open my door when I hear a scream and a car speeding off. I run up to Felix who says something and sits down on the sidewalk. He's been stabbed in the stomach.

I run to the grocery store, trying to find a cellphone to call from. There's a truck parked outside and two guys riding grocery carts come up to me. "Do you have a cellphone? My friend has been stabbed" I tell them. This is a slum part of the town and I figure they've stolen tons of shit from the store. "You know the cops won't come here unless they're a full unit" one guy tells me. "They're down at the 3010." "Please don't fuck with me now" I say desperately and shed a tear. The guy points over the building. "Ten of them are at the McDonalds, 3010."

I run around the building, spotting a McDonalds right away. "Thirty ten!" the guy yells at me as I'm about to enter. I can see a sign on the outside, it says 3030. I spot several other restaurants through the windows though and I figure I can walk through. A guy cleaning the floor sprays me with a water hose. I exit through the other entrance on the other side. It seems as if I've ended up on a train station. There are train tracks a couple of meters ahead and I walk towards them. I jump over them onto the fence in the middle and then land on the track on the other side.

I realise I'm dreaming and just like that all my fear is gone. I walk on the tracks for a while, whistling. It's sunny out and pretty hot aswell. The dream is very stable and everything is very realistic. I remember my task. "Students!" I yell, my voice echoing. I listen but can only hear some people further away, clearly not my students. I get off the tracks and head right, towards some rocks. I spot three people up ahead. I get up on the rocks, the train track they're walking on is under me ten feet below. "What do you want?" one of the guys ask me, I recognise him, it's a guy from work.

"Students!" I yell again, ignoring the question. I walk down onto the track and hear something behind me. A guy is walking towards me on the train tracks further away. He's got loose, green and brown clothes. Looks a bit like a druid. That is definitely Hasmash! I smile. "Hey man!" I say and wave him over. "Matte?" I hear someone asking behind the wall of rocks I was standing on a few moments ago. "Yeah?" I yell back. A few seconds later another guy appears, I recognise him as Nito.

Two more people comes walking from nowhere and I shake their hands. Lemondrops and Tblanco. "Wow you guys, isn't this so cool?" I ask them. I'm amazed how the brain can just create all this as I go, how everyone should look. I look at Nito, he's got black hair. I mess up his hair with my hands. "What happened to your hair man?!" I say and laugh, it's supposed to be pink. He mumbles something about his dream image and shakes hands with Hashmash.

I realise Hashmash has changed, he's no longer skinny and wearing green, but big, with a short, black beard and a blue t-shirt. Infact everyone is just as tall as me or taller. Tblanco looks just like my old friend Ehrson and Lemondrops looks like a guy from work, Stefan. We all stand in a ring and talk for a minute or two. I figure it's time to stabilize the dream and pick up a small rock from the ground. It's warm and solid. "You look like a guy from work" I say and throw it on Lemondrops. It hits his head and he gives me an angry surprised glare.

"Come on, hit me!" Tblanco says and pulls up his shirt, flexing his abs. I hit him a few times, feels like hitting dough and I don't get any real resistance. Man this is going to be harder than I first thought. I start imagining my punches being harder and harder. The last few I make uppercuts into his stomach and I lift him off the ground a bit. "Are you guys ready?" I ask them and stand infront of them all.

They all laugh and Hashmash attacks me, I elbow him in the face and bring him to his knees with a kick to his leg. I grab his hair and knee him in the face. Someone grabs me from behind and I reach behind me, grabbing Nito by the waist with both my arms and slam him into the ground, hard. I quickly get up and bitch slap Lemondrops in the face and in the same motion I use the back of my hand to punch Tblanco.



No one has landed a single hit on me yet. Lemondrops is the only one standing, and we're circling each other. I realise the dream is starting to fade. I manage to hold it. I do a spin kick towards him, but my kick never hits home. Infact everything goes black.

11.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements: 200 mg B6

Tasks completed
NORMAL BASIC ACTIVE BASIC PASSIVE ADVANCED PERSONAL

Find other classfriends

That's it! Man that was so satisfying. Too bad I didn't get more competition than I did, but then again I didn't expect to. It was alot harder to fight with your fists than I thought, it felt a bit like it does in most normal dreams. Next up, is summoning my students again and kicking their butts using superpowers!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Non-dream Dream Lucid Nightmare Fragments False awakening Early awakening

I'm with some friends, exiting a building in my old neighbourhood (where I still hang out a lot). There is some guys above us in a balcony, they start to shoot water at us from a water gun. We are running back, hiding under the balcony, where the door we came from also is. I look around. To the left I see a cop car and a guy dressed in black. A cop shows up from the corner of the house. The cop starts to talk to the man in black and the man walks away.
I get eye contact with the cop. He sees that I want to talk to him. He walks towards me.
I tell him that we are stuck here 'caus there is people shooting water from a balcony above us.
He asks which floor they are on.
I take a few steps out from our hiding place to check it out. There they are, on the third floor, three people. I turn to the cop to tell him that.
I look up on the balcony again. It seems like they are having a party. One of the guys calls me a pussy.
Now in some way, the cop is behind them. The bacony has changed in apperence and now have window.
The cop is now raging. Screaming and holding a very big red axe in hes hand, swining it in the air. I get a little scared, he's acting a lot like the orcs in LOTR (I have not seen those movies in years...). I think for my self, "WTF?"... then "oh, Im dreaming..." I get excited and wake up early before I could anchor it. First lucid in a while...

Had my first lucid experience tonight! fuckyeah! It only lasted for a split second, but I'm 100% sure I was momentarily lucid. I got so excited that I woke myself up, unfortunately. It started as a me waking up, but when I moved it felt like I was dragging my spirit out of my body, like I was splitting myself. So I did a breathing RC, and it worked! So I went from a dream into a false awakening into lucidity. Awesome. It felt like an out-of-body experience.

I also had two dreams exciting, vivid dreams tonight. The first was inspired by Amnesia: The Dark Descent. I was trapped in a room filled with water together with someone. Don't know who it was. We had to defend again oncoming waves of small black creatures that tried to get into the room and kill us. This was done by either barring up the entrances to delay them, or kill them. I remember barricading two of the pipes leading into the room, and that I had a handgun. None of the creatures actually got into the room, but I remember that if I killed them and survived the waves, I got cash that I could use to buy weapons and gear from a CS-styled menu.

The other dream was awesome. I was in an old friend of mines place, Anjelina, with a friend of mine and two friends of hers. We were talking and annoying eachother mildly, when one of her friends got bored and went over to me and my friends and took off her top. Her breasts were a bit malformed, like the nipples were flat, and she said that it was due to some disease. The dream then fastforwarded to me getting a haircut, and anjelina coming with me. She let me drive, for some reason. My friend disappeared from the dream at this point. Once I arrived at the salon, which was located near a soccerfield, Anjelina was gone, and I met a friend of hers there that asked if I was attending the lulapalooza tonight. I said that I'd be at Anjelinas place, yeah, and then kept moving. There were a lot of people there. Once I got into the saloon, I got in there at the same time as a crowd of people. We all raced towards the sole stylist, and I got there first. He sighed, and asked me what I wanted. I apparently had to go do something in the basement here in order to get my haircut, but I don't remember much of it.
I then drove back to Anjelina's place, and hung out there for a while. I got a new phone while I was there, and I remember having trouble moving the SIM-card. I then suddenly became aware that something had been stolen from them. I got in a car with anjelina, and a carchase ensued. We eventually recovered the stolen thing (which I THINK was a genetically manipulated child that was explosive, but I'm not sure) and as I was about to get in the car to drive back, they told me to take another car instead. I opened the door to that car, and saw that it had 3 seats in the front. I somehow knew that Anjelina's two friends would ride with me, and that they wouldn't leave me alone during the drive at all, and I sighed heavily about it.

So it was awesome that i had to wake up and go to other bed and sleep.
then i just sleept. and i got a dream FA and i was excited i guess cus it was on other room.
then i couldnt just control it so i woke up but i didnt moved and opened my eyes nothing continued sleeping.
then i went to DEILD it was also abit vivd and non lucid but i was lucid all the time then ;D

i walked to my room .. and was searching what to do lol..
then my brother comes..
OH MY GOD I was like pls pls dont let my bro come...
then after a few secs he come and jumps like a kid
so happy i was like wtf man leave me alone lol
he just wanted to play something idk hi's 20 years now
i told him so..
" Dude ! ,you know that your dreaming now?! , your are dreaming.. "

he answers: "yes i am dreaming..."

i was like wtf? and what?
then i dont know i wanted to go outside in home it was so loled time..
so i took the trash i said to my bro man wait ill throw the trash ill be back..
i went outside then i just idk how i woke up or something but continued DEILD'ing ..

i rly dont remember more..
i could remember alot before if i could post it but i woke up and directly went to work ..
forgot to write it somewhere home .. anyways ;D

I had this dream I got this "talking" poster and it went right over the middle of my bed and saw two kids who were about 10 years old..one looked like Harry Potter and the other kid looked like Ron Weasly and between the two was an adult who looked kind of like Argus Filch (Hogwarts caretaker?) and kid Harry asked me if the background of the poster was getting dark and I said yes and then the next part is they shut up and then the image changed (but still on the poster) to THE motorcycle (Sirius'' Motorcycle) complete with noise.

I was in a lab in the isolation chamber, I was groggy and covered in wires.
I stood up and sniffed the air. I man in a white lab coat came in, he looked at a console and wrote something on a clipboard.
As he was about to leave I tapped on the glass to get his attention, he looked at me and seemed puzzled. He went back to the console and flicked a switch, he then said through a micro-phone speaker inside the chamber "Who are you?....are you lucid?....what year is it?". I answered the questions "Sara, Yes for a moment or two at least, 2011...".
He looked excited and pushed a button on the console, he talked into the console but I couldn't hear him (he's turned off the speaker to the chamber). I could lip read him saying "We have her!". This made me nervous so I started looking around the chamber I was in to find a weak point (my usual powers were not working). By now I was getting very worked up. He spoke again through the speaker "We mean you no harm, we just need to ask you a few questions, the manager will be he in a minute"...at this point I was totally lucid and not groggy anymore, and VERY VERY angry about being in a isolation chamber, naked and covered in wires. I grinned and the light above me cracked and went black, the man looked worried, I grinned bigger pointed to the lights above his head and winked.....it blew and all was darkness.
I then turned into 'night crawler' and smashed my way out of the chamber, alarms sounded, I found him cowering in the dark near the console and pulled his limbs off one by one, lastly his head. I took one of the arms 'for later' and then smashed though the door to make my escape.
I got out of the room only to find more lights on (I can only be 'night crawler' in total darkness) so I blew them as I went and eventually got outside the building. Once outside I ran until I couldn't hear the alarms anymore and then ran some more until I found a graveyard. I buried myself in a fresh grave as the Earth wasn't compacted.
I lay down to sleep and munched on the severed arm until I dropped off.

DELETED

Okay well, I didn't exactly realise i was in a dream but i really wanted something, and imagined it to be there, then i looked and it was there.
I went into a small shop with my mum and i saw this really nice top i liked, so i got it out but it was too small for me but it was the icon of fashion so I reached over in the clothes rail and got out another top.. I looked at the size and made it a medium instead of a small and it fit.. I was so chuffed i fount my top!
But waking up was a minor dissapointment seeing as I don't actually have the pretty top in real life!

Friday, July 22nd

I. Lucid #14 – Still Afraid

My first memory of the dream is being held in a captive type situation. I am with two other people who are familiar to me but upon wakening I’ve forgotten who they are. We are sitting on the ground and (this is a stretch) I believe it is some type of deformed humanoid figure that is lecturing us. I look to my left and there is a mound of earth with a path on the other side of it. I recognize myself as being somewhere in the woods behind my house and I see the dirt path separating the houses from the woods. Unlike physical reality, the path still has not been paved over.

Our captor mentions something about there being a lack of ways to escape, and as these words pass through his mouth and before I even realize what I am doing I have jumped to my feet and bounded over the mound of earth. I take a left and start tearing down the path as fast as I can, leaving my two fellow captives.

At this point I start having déjà-vu. I have run down this path before and I have hidden somewhere on the right side – I find the spot where I’ve hidden before and can see my own footprints there. I go to return to this spot but I have trouble climbing up the bank on the side of the path for some reason. I decide I must continue running.

A combination of the déjà-vu and the wild, irrational fear I’m experiencing causes me to realize that I am dreaming. However, this does not make me stop being so afraid. Now fully lucid, I see a wooden shelter at the end of the path, which I intuitively know means safety. As I run down the gravel and wood boardwalk up to the bottom entrance the dream begins slipping away from me. While still running, I attempt to stabilize the dream. I yell “Increase lucididty!” and for once this actually works, my vision jerks back into focus. I look at my feet, my hands, and begin clapping them as well. “Increase lucidity!” I shout again, however this time the words get lost in the fog as the dream dissolves with me just feet away from the door.

II. Lightning Storm

I am with someone familiar, and I am allowing a 3rd person to stay the night in my parents’ house. As I am showing them the accommodations I begin to notice that for some reason the entire upstairs has no walls or ceiling, only screens with several large holes in them rendering it useless. There is also a very intense lightning storm approaching which makes our current location a bad place to be.

The wind whips through the screen and threatens to knock us all over. We retreat to the lower level of the house where I soon receive news that somebody’s pet rabbit has just been killed by the storm. This makes me very upset.

This rabbit is normal in every way except for its ears, which look more like bat wings.

The next day B (and maybe her boyfriend K.S but I’m not positive) come to the house to survey the situation. For some reason B is topless when she arrives. After coming back inside after seeing the rabbit though she has a black sweatshirt with white writing on it. She says that the rabbit has actually survived but would not come with her when she tried to pick it up because it didn’t “want no sympathy.” She says this in a joking personification of the rabbit’s attitude. Nonetheless she has called a doctor for it.

For some reason I am still upset and she remedies this as well by singing Bob Marley’s “Jammin’” at me. For some reason this greatly improves my mood and I join her, making drum sounds with my mouth. I look inside the refrigerator for something and as I bend over I grind against her, only half seriously. She says “okay we’ve taken this too far.”

My notes say there’s another little side-plot to this dream but I hardly remember a thing about it. There are several different plays that J.S will judge to see which ones he wants to use in some thing he has going on. He proclaims the winner to be some people’s theatrical version of “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.”

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.