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I was flying up and down this garden. But I was flying breaststroke (WTF??). Somehow I knew that I was dreaming. When I got bored of breaststroke flying, I started to fly properly, upwards.I knew I had to believe 100% that I can fly fast, but even if I did, I still couldn't control the speed I was flying at. I looked at the sky and saw all the stars, and I considered space flying, but I got freaked out. So I thought : "Maybe I should try Shared Dreaming". So I did.
I looked for NightSpy2. I found him on the side of a cliff face, rock climbing. I took him down and said: "You're dreaming!!!" He got all excited. I shouted again: "Stabilize your dream!!"
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I can't recall anything after or before that.

Non-Dream/Lucid/Non-Lucid

DREAM 1: I was in the living room watching television. I saw a naked guy appearing out of nowhere and coming at me. I was like "WTF? I'm probably dreaming! >_>"...I did an RC and I realized I REALLY AM DREAMING! I just went to that guy and tell him to leave! He was a little sad, but he has to know the number 1 rule of my subconscious while I'm LDing: No naked strange guys in my living room. After that guy went away I tried to fly...not successful! I just went down as a rock and the dream faded. I should have passively control it like the guy.
DREAM 2: I was in the front of my school...there were a lot of my old peers. I suddenly felt a pain in my armpits. I though someone had thrown a rock or something at me, but no. THERE WERE FUCKING BEES ON MY ARMPITS! And they were coming more and more! I tried to run all over. I entered an car-wash and I was able to get rid of those bees thanks to the water, but I sure got some injuries on my armpits from the stings!
DREAM 3: I was in another's house. I came into the living room and HOLY CRAP A GIGANTIC BEE!!
I screamed as it wanted to sting me...again!
My mom was scared and she came in to scare the bee away. He suddenly turned into a teen that was trying to flirt with my mom and ask her if she wants to date him. Of course my mom declined and asked him why he wanted to sting me...he said I totally deserved that. (I more likely had those bee dreams because I watched a documentary about insects before sleeping. )
DREAM 4: I was in some kind of caravan with Luigi. We wanted to steal something from that caravan. As Luigi was keeping me suspended on the ceiling and he was thinking about the insects that could get him, he dropped me down. Luigi was very scared of insects...especially of bees. (Maybe those are some remains of my other dream.)

Thursday, June 30th

I. Burger

Another Pasty dream. We are playing the show in a tent, just like normal, however it’s completely a different scene. The tent is open on all sides, and is on grass where a dirt road lies in front of it and goes into a wide clearing. There’s a bit of a medieval quality to it; this is expanded later. I also have to play the songs acoustically with one other person before the show, however it’s not E.G. It is a male whom I cannot identify. We are playing the songs in a small stone chapel, also with a dirt floor. At least one of the times nobody shows up. I am in each of these places a few times apiece during this dream, the particular order I can’t quite remember. During intermission of the show there is also a singing contest, which some unidentifiable male wins the first time.

At another point also, K.S is playing a song and singing and I’m just sitting there listening. I can’t tell if it’s the chapel or not but it is definitely in a nearby area. The only part of his song I remember is “You don’t always have to listen to what I say.”

The 2nd or maybe 3rd time I show up to play the show, I have the intuition of having come back from the house where we’re staying, which is completely different from physical reality in that it’s mansion-like and a straight shot down the dirt road from the tent to get there. When I show up, somebody asks if I can go and get the coat rack with the costumes on it that has been left behind at the house. B.R follows me, inclined to help with the task.

We pass an enormous truck, wider and longer than usual but also stilted at least 50 feet in the air. It does not seem like this from the ground, however when I climb it I find myself at a dizzying height (once again.) B.R says “hold on!” and he somehow gets it to start moving without driving it – he also hops on the back. I hold on for dear life and am therefore not very observant of what’s happening around me as we get to the house.

The room where I have to get the coat rack from is on a higher floor of the house, and I must go up several flights of an ovular shaped staircase. I can vaguely envision the hallways, hardwood flooring and lighting as if the only light source was flame. The strongest memory I have of inside the house though - I am hurrying back down the stairs, not wanting to be late either getting back or getting there in the first place. I have no coat rack with me. I run into Z.G, H.R and a friend of his who he introduces to me as “Burger.” He’s blond with sideburns and seems a bit strange. He says he’s “basically moved into the apartment,” meaning Z.G’s apartment, and I say that I remember him. In the dream I genuinely do remember him though he doesn’t exist. Then I see C? come down the stairs. I give Z.G a long hug, and as I look over his shoulder I see a setting that I cannot describe. Very 'out there.'

Unfortunately I have to rush away from them after the greeting and head down to the tent. As I get there I see that the place where we play is suddenly empty. I turn to B.R and he says “Looks like we’ve got some stolen equipment,” with his eyebrows high, using humor but obviously trying not to show his agitation.

We walk toward another tent at the right and we learn that all of our equipment, and apparently in fact the show, have been moved there. I talk to S.A briefly who is dressed in some medieval garment. I think she may have even had a conical hat on. She is singing the song that she’ll be competing with in the singing competition at this particular intermission. She’ll be singing a song that has something to do with a bed (whose melody is a sped up version of “Your Cheatin’ Heart,” one of the songs from the show) and she then notes that R.S will be competing with a song called “Kiss my Pillow,” (?) and notes the coincidence. I am interested but I am also preoccupied with trying to consolidate all of my equipment.

While I am trying to drag my music stand toward where I am sitting I notice that there’s already some type of scene going on and I’m right in the middle of it. I think I just leave the stand where it is and rush away and sit down. The main character of the show, who seems like a mixture between B.W and M.C.C, is addressing the crowd about something completely irrelevant to the show. She then introduces everyone to her “sister” who looks much like a smaller version of herself. They walk off in a stately way. The following lucid dream may have been the end of this one, but I cannot remember for sure. I even have a few fleeting impressions that there was stuff from Rocky Horror.
I think this dream was a commentary of the possibility of my playing for pit bands in musicals for a living. Either way it's affecting my dreams quite a bit.

II. Hut

I am in a small hut with B.W. I’m not sure exactly how big the house is but I’m decently sure the ceiling is not square but more rounded. Everything inside the place is also quite small.

As she is talking to be about something that is very fascinating (I could remember when I woke up, I can’t now because I tried to fall back asleep instead of writing this down immediately) I suddenly become lucid as I realize what my surroundings are. This time I do not impulsively try to fly or anything but I don’t do a great job at stabilizing either. I do not look at my hands, my feet, or rub them together or anything. I turn around and start walking around the little house. I am standing in the kitchen and see very small dishes and appliances and the cookware all looks very alien and I cannot think of any uses for it. I wait for B.W to stop talking (I don’t even bother interrupting for some reason) and I say “What…would you say…if I told you I was in a dream right now?”
Bap. Awake.

Black = Comments
Red = Dream


Alright, so the school was having a field trip to Ottawa (i don't know why, we were terrible on the last one ). my friend Danskunk was in charge. However, at a pit stop, they knowingly left without me . Also, I hanged out with a teacher that I had (in the dream) known for a while (and I am 90% sure that it was Walter White from Breaking Bad, now). and when I finally got to Ottawa, I saw The Land Before time and described it as a "blast from the bast". I then carved a statue of my teacher into the headboard .




This entire dream was the love child of a crapload of caffiene and a full day-long imgur binge. I quite vividly remember seeing nearly all of these in an image at one point or another yesterday

Dream - Lucid

I remember being in some sort of class where we learned Chinese. I feel like there were more classes like this around the building we were in. I think we were in a school of some sort. We had to take the the Chinese class for some reason.

There was more to this part of the dream, but I can't remember any details right now. I remember there being water in there somewhere, it may have been a pool, I'm not quite sure.

Then, I remember writing stuff down, and re-reading it to myself. I couldn't read it, it kept changing! Well, that can only mean one thing. I counted my fingers, and there were 6 on both hands. My suspicious were confirmed. I'm dreaming! I walked around for a little bit, then decided to fly. "Gravity" tried to hold me down, but I wouldn't let it.

Then, I woke up. Or so I thought. I got up and felt kind of funny. I counted my fingers. 6 on the left, 8 on the right. Totally dreaming again.

This happened about 4 or 5 more times. In between the false awakenings, I felt the familiar buzz of sleep paralysis in my head and saw the familiar blackness and HI. One time, I tried to "roll out" of my body. I felt myself tumbling over and over myself slowly and smoothly, until I could see. I saw part of my room and got out of bed. I kept hearing my mom downstairs, so it kept making me think that I was going to wake up; that's what triggered all of these FA's.

First, I went camping with some anime characters. On the final day, bears attacked our grand tent with tents in it. The bears threw our tent against a wall and killed everyone but me and some pink haired girl. We escaped the forest and I found my mom with my sister. My sister took me to an office building.
After I gained awareness, I was in the office building with my sister in the room. I got surprised and almost lost stabilization, but reminded myself to calm down and sat in the chair. The screens displayed attractive women. A woman walked in the room, and I decided to ‘do things’ with her. I watched as Pokey got chased on his bouncy ball by British knights. Afterwards, I spoke to the commander, who wasn’t happy about the state of things in the army. I got tired of his talk, created a water tornado and wiped out the whole army. Afterwards, I entered Erik’s house and talked to his sister about what I had been doing. I left with Nicholas and Erik and told them that I was in a lucid dream, and that I could do anything. As the collected Shine Sprites and spoke about how this city was like a Mario game, I created a Chibaku Tensei to show them my power. It made a huge orb of water and rubble in the sky that landed on the town and flooded the place. Soon afterwards, I left.

I was in my grandma's trailer looking out the window past the christmas tree. I knew I was dreaming from the beginning. It was dark outside. I looked around the room and seen my grandma and cousin sitting in the floor raping presents. I spoke to them and said "I'm going outside to look at the stars.". My grandma responded "Are you sure?" I replied "yeah" and then they looked at each other and then back to me and scoff like it was stupid I wanted to do this. I then turned and walked out the door and went out all the way to the middle of the yard before looking up. The sky was fuzzy black when I first looked up but thne skies clarity came like a flash. It was violet purple. The stars were a neon blue. I turned in a circle so I could take it all in. While turning the moon came into view. It was 100 times bigger than our moon and high in the sky. So close it seemed to be in the same atmosphere. The surface was gaseous in texture and moved like waves. The glow from the moon was not from a reflection but its own. Its main color was pinks but had hints of other colors in the ripples of the waves. Shades of yellow, white and green. Then I turned to the stars to study them. I did not recognize any constellations. I did not. Then I became happy. So happy about this beautiful dream. I lost vision, became weightless, felt a tingling sensation all over my body and floated up. These feelings remained constant. I lost track of time while I was like this. No thoughts. Then after idk how long I came out of it and said out loud "oh, I'm still dreaming. I floated back down and my visual came back. The tingling was gone. I seen the above view of where I was before landing. It was at a crossroads with houses all around. The ground was snow covered. I became close to the ground and floated to this garage area. I turned and looked back. There was a black fuzz. I looked at it curious to see what was behind and then a shape of a body began to emerge. As it approached me I could see it was JR. I became excited. I told him "I'm dreaming right now and I'm lucid. I don't know if your a dream charter or jr but you need to remember your dream because we could be dream linking.". Then I told him "I want to experiment with sex in a dream". So I began kissing him. While doing this I noticed the fuzz was back. I stared at it and wondered what was going to pop out of it this time....then as it got closer once again the shape of a body. Even closer I could tell that it was a mannequin with hands like javelins. I felt that if I tried to make it go away it would hurt us. So I pushed it behind me and held it there one handed. I chose to ignore it but JR wouldn't. He didn't want to fool around anymore. I woke up. Jr was laying in bed with me. I asked him if he remembered his dream and he said yeah. Then while cooking and eating breakfast with simon we discussed our dream linking experience. I wake up as I start to put food in my mouth. I really wake up.

Flee to tranquility

My first memory is of a friend and I getting shot. His condition was dire, and I laid him upon the couch, and turned around to go call an ambulance. I was very conscious, but had not yet realized I was dreaming. I hobbled out of the room and into the hallway of an apartment--what appears to be the second floor.

I remember thinking "Just call 911...," my hand gripping the bullet wound at my lower left abdomen. A twinge of what seemed to be pain shot through my side. I remember reciting my address, preparing for the call to 911... I realized however, as I remembered my address, that I was certainly not at home, and that despite the gunshot wound, I wasn't actually feeling any pain.

Halfway down the hallway, I decided on impulse to make it an action packed dream. I armed myself with a .45 handgun from a conveniently placed holster at my side and ran into the nearest door, ready to fire. I pause, however, as I see two guys stealing from someone's apartment.

I ran up and grabbed the nearest guy in a choke-hold and held my firearm at the other henchman--who I recall had blonde dreads. I was trying to coerce them into telling my what was going on when a man in a trench coat, much larger that the other two, rounds a corner. He was obviously the head-hancho, the brains, etc.

As I was about to interrogate him, he yells at me to get down on the ground as a dark, grotesque figure bursts through a window, sending glass everywhere. He was mostly covered in shadow, but it had a look of raw, decaying flesh-- similar to a zombie or demon, etc. At this point I'd forgotten about my gun and we were running out into the hallway to escape; I had a feeling my little gun wouldn't do much anyway.

But, unfortunately, the dream was destabilizing, and I was losing lucidity, and didn't think to to do anything innovative as I started to awaken.

sweet series of lucids last night, but memory is getting hazy now. one bit i was talking to this woman and her girl about obe's astrals etc. when the woman said she didnt believe in obe's a had to ask her where she thought her body was now, or what body did she think she was using now. she still said she didnt believe so i just explained that she was basically saying she didnt believe in dreams and left it there. i spoke to her girl insted who seemed to agree that when she dreams she is away from her real body somehow, and i said that i guess when we are flying around in our dream body, that is essentailly what astral travel is.

had a couple more recurring bits. one was a party for me when i dont expect that many people to turn up, then eventually it gets quite full. one woman there was impressed with something i was doing and offered to give me a cheque for 100k to carry on my work. not sure if it was the garden work or just the dreaming stuff she was impressed by, but eventually the offer was withdrawn for some reason. this pissed me off but the party was still good.

it was in this block of flats and a group of tourists turned up. they were from jamaica and eventually turned into the west indies cricket team. by this stage i was flying around looking at things that i had previously planted around the town. there was this awesome 'guava' tree with massive purple fruit on it that was just so beautiful. shame it wouldnt grow here in reality..

the next bit was another recurring place, but i think it doesnt really have a deep meaning to it, just a place that has formed in my mind that i like and revisit. after the place had changed back to a place more resembling reality i asked a guy if he knew the place i was talking about. it was like a bar with a big blue menu screen behind the bar and the music playing was heartbeats by the knife. the bar was kind of part garden centre as well, and we were getting things for the garden and even large daisy like flowers seemed somehow miraculous to me however i still didnt really get lucid at this point as i was earlier. reminded me that i had one earlier in the week where jools holland was presenting a tv show in front of 12 foot daffodils

I've been attempting WILDs for a couple of weeks now, but keep getting stuck in transition because of persistent hypnic jerks, something that has always happened in the past when I've non-purposefully started slipping into REM sleep while still more-or-less lucid/conscious. But, I have frequently in the past (particularly in the morning, if I go back to sleep after my alarm has gone off) gone straight to REM sleep without any problems, so I thought I would try a "WILD" without making a conscious effort to remain lucid, and was kind of successful...

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(Some things happened before this, but I can't quite remember what they were) I am lying face down in a puddle, and hear a male voice reminding me that I'm trying to attempt a WILD, but I'm not quite there yet. That voice gradually morphs into my own voice, which is sometimes coming from an outside source, and sometimes coming from me. I get up and start walking forward with a great deal of difficulty (dream logic said that this was because Sleep Paralysis was setting in) I'm keeping my eyes half closed so I don't wake myself up, and every now and then stop at a "landmark" (tree, road, etc.) and tell myself I need to "save my place" by doing some sort of action (like breaking a branch) so that if I wake up, I'll be able to go directly back to that spot when I start attempting to WILD again. (What???) I get to a large stone wall, and the male voice from the beginning of my dream tells me that there is a small door in the bottom of the wall, and that when I crawl through it, I will be in my dream. I locate the door (which is really just a small hole) and wiggle through it.

After I crawl through the hole, I find myself on some sort of medium-sized rocky hill. To my right is a forest, and to my left is the beach at my cottage. (this was good, I wanted to attempt this month's challenge of diving to a ship wreck and collecting treasure. My plan had been to go to my cottage, because I know it quite well and frequently dream that I'm there, so I figured it wouldn't take a whole lot of effort to keep the dream world from falling apart if I went there) The sky is very dark and cloudy, and looks like it is going to rain. I want it to be nice and bright, and try to will the clouds to go away. This doesn't work, so I wave my hand at them like I'm half fanning half brushing them away, and they fall away down beyond the horizon. It's not quite as bright as I would like it, so I wave my hand again upward like I'm trying to pull something up, and the sun rises behind me and shoots across the sky, too far so it's right on the opposite horizon and the sky is red like at sunset. I "pull" the sun up slowly this time, but then think no, maybe I'd like it better at sunset, and push it back down. I play around with this for a few minutes until I'm happy with the colour of the sky and the position of the sun. I look out across the water, and think that, rather than attempting the challenge of the month, I'd like to recreate the land from the fantasy novel I'm writing (ARRRRG, NO! Stop changing your mind once you're in the dream *slaps dream self... again*) . I look up at the sky and think "castle" and when I look down, the forest is still there, but the beach and water have been replaced by rolling hills and a castle in the distance. But... rather than being the impressive castle in the side of a mountain I had imagined for my novel, it looks like one of those "fairy princess" castle made of paper towel rolls and paper cones, all bright pinks and yellows. Yuck. I decide to at least change the colour to something more reasonable, and wave my hand over it a few times until the colour changes to more muted browns and greens (still not what I want, but close enough). I look around and realize that everything is much darker and fuzzier than it should be, as though my eyes were half close. So, I make the brilliant decision to open my eyes wider...

... And open them in real life. ("Crap!")

Dream Lucid Note

First i woke up at 6 am after going to bed at midnight. I took the trash to the curb and fed the dogs while thinking of my dream. All i remember was a tiny fragment. I have been playing Assassins Creed 2.
Delivering a package in Florence in 1488

I went back to bed at 6:30.

My friend is tasked with finding a special flower that only grows on the top of a mountain. He has been off tryign to find it for quite a while now. I decide that I want to go visit him so I go to a special room in the castle and find a door there. I put a key of intention in the door and then strike the door with a blast of power. The door blows off the hinges into a mountain snow storm and when it lands on the ground the whole room I'm standing in suddenly becomes the mountain too. I see that the door that landed on the ground has turned into a snowboard. Remembering LD teleporting I am shocked into happy lucidity for just a moment thinking that was a pretty awesome teleport. The surprise shocks me into my body and I wake up.

ok so this isn't a recent dream but this is the one I can remember the most...

so for some reason, I found myself walking through the halls of my Middle school. I went inside the gym and found a huge party. So I went looking for this girl I liked [it was never gonna work out], instead I found my best friend Miranda crying. I asked her whats wrong and she asked me if I loved her. I was silent for a few minutes, then she ran out of the gym crying... After that I woke up

I was blind and knew I was dreaming. I walked around to make the dream stable. I put my right hand to my belt and pulled out a sword, which I used to cut my own hand to validate that senses where just as strong in the dream world. I felt a sharp realistic pain. I then put the sword back on my hip and tried to open my eyes. I first imagined a fireplace but that got old. I then decided to let the dream suprise me. I forced my eyes open and say a pale stone room, that I payed little attention to. I then jumped and flew through the wall. I was then in a forested area watching my character from WoW turn into a wooden block and fly. I become him for a minute and tried to fly around, it was hard. The dream ended.

I made a sword come from nowhere my dream control is improving.

I was at my schoo, at the south building talking to some friends of mine. I knew I was dreaming, but I just played along how the dream went. I went to the north building, and there were some people repairing the wall that was broken. A women asked what I was doing here and I said nothing. Suddenly woke up.

I was in my house, in my room getting changed. I put on some underwear, and then started to pull up a pair of shorts when I thought.
"Wait a second - I never grabbed these shorts off my chair!"

I RC'd, and sure enough, I was dreaming! It was sometime around mid-day, there was bright sunlight coming in the window, but I had my blinds shut and the light on in my room. I looked up and saw the mirror, remembering one of my goals to look in a mirror and try and see detail in myself. I looked into the mirror, it didn't reflect the room, instead it was a blackness with two of my reflection in it. One of me was normal, and the other.. darker somehow. It was too hard to focus and get detail out of the mirror, and I didn't want to focus too hard so I continued out of my room.

I went into the kitchen, it didn't look how it normally did. There was no 'kitchen' items in here, it was just a room with a bench to eat on. I continued out into the lounge room, oh here's the kitchen in this house! It was beautiful, the walls were painted a modern white with blue accents all around. A fresh breeze blew in through the front windows, which now overlooked the ocean. Awesome!

My mum and dad walked out of the office together and started talking to me. I ignored them, knowing they were trying to put me back onto the dream plot, but then decided 'heck, perhaps I can shake this DC hard enough to draw my dad into this dream bubble.' I grabbed my dad by the shoulders, looked him straight in the eyes and said
"Dad, where are you?" He looked blank.
"What are you doing, where are you going? Isn't this weird? You're dreaming!" He looked around the room, confused and then it hit him. I allowed him to stabilise.
"Focus, dad. Focus on the feeling of my hand."

Once he had calmed down, we started talking. We talked about how weird it was, he bought up how close of a connection this is and something about how painful it would be to experience a death in a dream accidentally while lucid. We sat down on the floor in the loungeroom near a window, the sun was shining in. I slowed myself from falling as I sat, I didn't want to hit the ground, but I did. I swung myself around hanging on to his arm, jumping up and then slowly falling back down. It felt somewhat like repelling down a rock climbing wall, but sitting. The dream started to fade.

"No! Pull me back in!" Crap. DEILD, DEILD, DEILD!

I woke up in full vibrating sleep paralysis, and started repeating my DEILD mantra "I am dreaming, I am dreaming." I stayed in this state for 2-3 minutes until it started to fade, and I woke up and wrote down this dream.