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Lucid Non-lucid

I barely remember the dream that led up to this, it may be the start of a new one without me waking up. i am in the middle of a campsite, and the dream is fairly vivid with bright green all around, and i become lucid for no appearent reason. i ditch the dc's there quickly, and to my surprise there is a bed in the forest with a girl on it. i go up and we start having sex, and my awareness and the dreams vividness go down. after a short while (no more than a few secs) i look down and shes not there, and im doing a matress. i only got really confused and the dream ended.

Lucid

Woke up and turned on a ipod sound app. Attempted to WILD, got to the numb phase, then lost conciousness, the next time i regained it was at the formation of the new dream. Inside the dream it seemed like there were multiple farms and everything was cloudy and damp, and i seemed to be on a small beach. i grew out my shadow wings, which formed into Illidan wings. i took off and looked at the ground, and then decided to find the girl i like. i flew to some houses, but then wanted to see how fast i could fly. i started to go faster and faster and then woke up. also of note is that i did not feel fully in the dream and it was sort of fuzzy. This is one of the hard to classify dreams since i attempted to WILD yet lost conciousness, yet still remember the early dream, so im calling it a Semi-WILD

Lucid

Woke up without moving, execute a successful FILD. I wake up in my bed in the dream, and realize it has worked, i start to walk around the dream. I go to the window and the oak tree is gone from my yard and replaced by 3 spikey red japanese looking ones. i quickly lost lucidity and thought i failed. then i woke up very short dream over all.

Lucid
Non-lucid
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Awesome

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Me, my dad and my mum, were standing next to a barbed wire fence. And I was like: " WTF? I never dream with my parents...wait a minute....im dreaming!"
I got really excited and the dream faded....and I woke up.
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Ugh...why so short ? lol

I'm trying to get some of my dreams down in these journal entries from the past as well as present. So here is one from years ago, I think I might have be like 14....

I was in my house, it was about dusk and the orange light of the sun was shinning through my living room window. I was home alone which was not uncommon seeing as my dad worked late and my brother was always at some sort of practice for the various sports he was in. I had this distinct fear that I would soon not be alone, that something or someone was coming for my house. I began to panic and blocked my two doors with anything I could find. Knowing it wouldn't help all that much because both doors had very weak locks. I was preparing to fight whatever was coming (at this point I did not think I was dreaming). Suddenly I heard voices of people outside my door. They were frightened and were begging me to let them in. I opened the door to let them inside to take shelter for whatever was coming. (it was about here that I began to realize I was dreaming and became lucid) They were odd people. A young couple with a young boy that wasn't their child. I began to hear the sounds of the enemy coming. As it began to get darker I could hear and see just dozens of these zombie/human/demon creatures just running towards my house. I knew I was dreaming so I thought to myself, "going to be one heck of a fight." They began clawing at my door trying to push over my barricade. I gave myself a sword and handed the man a hand gun. Once the breached both entrances of my house I immediately charged the first few to get inside, slashing at them and killing a few. I knew exactly what moves I had to do to weaken them. Using various martial arts skills I battled the ones that surrounded me while I heard the man shooting at them. It was much easier then some of my previous dreams to fight them. Unfortunately it was shortly after this that I woke up.

AWAKE
DREAMING
LUCID

I'm back in the game, after a month or two of giving up in this whole lucid dreaming thing and focusing on the tangled mess that is my life, I'm giving it another try, this is the first dream I have remembered since April. This is going to sound really wierd unless you look at the map

(I kind of remember that something is missing here)
I am in a castle and it is night. I am standing by the wall because 'we' know the castle is going to be attacked. Then I am suddenly at by the main gate instead, don't know how I got there, waiting for the enemies to attack the gate, a guard starts shouting at me that I'm in the wrong place. I am now at the centre of the caste, again not knowing how I got there, my back is to a wall, the enemies blow a hole in the outer wall and a guard shouts something along the lines of 'back to the keep!' and everyone runs to the large building at the back of the castle. I go in through the door on my right and run down a long corridor with a lot of guards. In the corridor are 2 doors to the left, I go through the first door into a small room, a hobbit looking person follows me in and we are locked in by a guard (presumably to save us from the enemies). Soon after this the door opens by itself to reveal a Ringwraith standing in the doorway, I remember saying something like 'this is getting a little lord of the rings o.O' and may have noticed I was dreaming for a second or two. (some info missing here) Now I am somehow a Ringwraith, I notice I can turn invisible, I am standing just a little further down the corridor from the 2 doors, and a man (who I think may have been that dude from harry potter who can turn into a rat) runs past me (I am invisible) and I stab him in the back, he falls down with his hand on his wound, but I remember him saying some sort of joke on the way down which seemed odd, considering I had just killed him, I sort of questioned reality again. Now I go to the door of the 2nd room, and begin smashing the window of the door, I don't remember if I used my hands or some form of weapon to do this, but I remember that it took several hits to smash it, and that I could hear voices behind the door. Once it had smashed I looked in and saw my friends Alex and Rob from school, I remember waving at them through the broken window and having a conversation with Rob through it. Finally wake up, reach around for my dream journal and forget everything about this dream for approximately 10 minutes, where I remember everything in the shower.

I'm actually really impressed with how well I remember all of this compared to my other dreams I remember, and I think I got extremely close to getting my first lucid twice in the dream, I'm getting there.

Ok so.. what i remember is.. i was in a box or something with a waterpipe and smthing else andi was allwaus ready to smoke but my bro was there so... i haven't and i went in a moment out with a friend on highway road , he said we should not be together to get the weed or something... then i told him u go to theright sideoi go to the left o f side of road.. ok
we didnt. we went to the right side and we wanted to go with shortcut to the place we wanted to go , we jumped a house.. the house was weird.. i was jumping jumping jumping it had so many doors there was like 50 doors , then the owner of house and friend of him were trying to catch us.. my friend escaped.. he was for sure experienced running from house to houses , i got catched like 3-4 times and i escaped at the end he catched me , and was trying to ask me where u going why you come from this way etc, i stole him 1 ciggaret lol , and i was talking to him saying i came from this side we wanted to do a shrotcut we wont dothis again lol ,,, if i was lucid i would kick his ass ..
then he said dont do this again etc etc.. then i walked away with ciggaret smoking..

then somehow i teleported to a Underground Train running...
lol there were like 5-10 ppl from china i was like woot?..
i got LD there cus i knew i was dreaming and so i stand up with my ciggaret and smoking and i said something like "Hey
! how are u ... lol .. , and i was going to every girl seast and saying ur beautiful and stuff.... then i saw 1 Cat sitting alone and i screamed why is she sitting alone !.... and 1 woman sitted with that cat lol.

then i moved back to the back side and i saw 2 Underground Security Guys..
i asked to the one guy so Can i ask u a question? ,how much do u get paid? .. he said directly 3960 euro, and i asked then and what are you doing? he said something with social ... then i woke up couldnt control anymore we were walking out of train and there were like 100 ppl my friend ld like this..............

next dream was weird idk wtf was it it was wierd.. i was searching with friend something... it was like i had a chance to get a weapon or what was it btu i didnt had food on it or so .. idk weird..i were with 4 friends and trying for this..

then sometime we found a small box from marmelade orange and my friend said .. we smoke it tomorrow now its too late go to home grow it lol?.. put some sugar aswell ike u did to me..
wtv i woke up then and finish day..
i was litle sick my stomach hurted tdoay.. i woke up several times.


thanks for reading

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lucid
before i went to be aprox midnight i took 4mg Galantamine, 200mg Choline, 200 mg B6. i woke up at 2:30 from a vivid dream and deciced i was going to try and WILD. I have tried this before with no success, so when it happened almost intsantantly it really took me off guard. at first there was a grey swirling mist and i thougth oh shit what do i do now, i did a reality check, pinched my nose, i breathed right through it. I though wow i really did it. i had just had a vivid dream about going to a food competition, and i had a problem getting there so i put myself at the food compitition and i was just creating, out of thin air; some incredible food and i won the competition

I stood next to my Top Fuel dragster, waiting to climb in and race again.
The helmet felt heavy and warm around my head, and sometimes it wasnt really there at all.
This is the drag strip at the Pomona Fairgrounds in California. I was at the head of a long line of racecars waiting to make a run on the quarter mile.
It was hot and noisy, the announcer droned on about the activities at the track. People were everywhere.

Someone indicated that I should get into my car, but I'm not a professional drag racer, I dont own one of these half million dollar missiles, but I'm supposed to be the driver.

The realization hits me...I was in a dream, and I am now lucid. The little dream gauge in the back of my subconcious feels like this is going to be a long and intense LD. I decide what the hell...I'm going to drive this beast!

The car is a tradional top fuel rail, it is blue with yellow bands running lengthwise. My dream car appears a little on the small side, but everything else looks authentic.
I step in and squirm down into the cockpit, just like I had seen 100's of drivers do over the years. I had to put on my own safety straps, no one helped me. Most of the standard dragster controls were there, including the steering handle, hand brake, and parachute release.

I was aware of activity behind me and the engine roared to life, and the 30 foot dragster started to roll. It was shaking and vibrating, and I can feel the heat of the 7000 horsepower engine behind me as I struggled to steer the car into my lane. A DC, my crew chief, gave me the sign to do a burn out, which I did smoothly, I stopped the car with the hand brake and looked for the reverse gear, there wasnt one, but the car started backing up automatically.

I stopped the car again, and the crew chief guided me forward. At this point I had completely forgotten that I was in a LD, I was fighting to keep the dragster under control so hard.
He stepped out of the way, and I stopped the car in the staging beams, That is when I looked over to my right through the roll cage to see my unidentified opponent doing the same. I can smell the burning nitromethane pouring from the headers.

The grandstands are full of spectators, the sky is blue, the sun is beating down on us as we wait for the green lights to flash.
They do, and I slam the throttle and release the brake, I feel the car rear up on its huge back tires, the pavement begins to slip past me at incredible speed.
I'm doing all that I can to keep the car going in a straight line, I grip the steering hard and hold the front wheels straight.
My opponent is next to me as our cars pass 200 mph, and I begin to fall behind, he shoots past me, my engine revs and shakes as I know that I've lost traction and spun the rear tires in a cloud of smoke.

I still have to stop the car from 250 mph, I release the throttle, pull the parachutes, and pull the hand brake. I bounce and swerve as I look for the fuel shut off, of course there isnt one, I steer the car towards the exit as it slows...

I can hear the announcer saying something about me as I awaken.

A good LD for me today, I tried to WBTB but that fizzled, I fell back asleep anyways.

It started out in a big office again, always lots of desks, people I dont know.
Then and there I knew I was LD'ing!
I looked at the walls and the details of the furnishings. I decided to leave and walked out through the glass front doors and stopped on the sidewalk, then I looked around at the LD world inside of my head.
I knew I was LD'ing, and I wanted to feel everything this time, see how warm it is, feel the air around me, get as close to the sense that this is a normal world, that everything here is real.
It was sunny, warm, I felt safe here.

I looked around for the wall that I had written two DV members names on in a previous LD. but I somehow ended up near some older buildings, so I decided to RC by looking at my feet, I forgot to hand rub again.
It was a very lucid dream anyways, but nothing was happening, so I decided to have some fun of my own.
I leaned back and 'chair glided' above the road, my feet out in front, just like having an invisible car.
I traveled along a dirt road, steering by looking in the direstion that I wanted to go in. I soon came upon an old farm house, I landed on my feet and walked in through the front door, pushing the old screen door out of the way. I looked around as I walked along the hallway, the wooden floor creaked under my feet, there was no one home. This house had a certain familiarity to it.

I did another RC to check my 'dream meter', everything was very solid and I knew that this was a long LD.
By this time I had lost my shirt and shoes, of course my LD body always has
8-pack abs and all the rest.
So now I am getting dissapointed that no one is home (DC's), (I should have explored the house more). I go out the back door, there is a small barn to my left. I walk on the cool ground towards the big doors, they are open, there is a brown horse standing there, I begin to brush him down.

Now I've been here before, a ranch setting, in the country, this horse. Some DV members have suggested that he is my dream guide. There has been a DC girl that has been there several times recently. I will talk to her next time I see her.
As for the stallion, I will try to remember to ask him next time I return. I work at brushing him down from nose to tail. He begins to talk about random things, my friends, how I feel about issues in my family. We are having a casual conversation.

I am leaning on his side as I begin to wake up, I wanted to see If I could get a ride.

I was in an office that I have been to several times (LD'ing).
Every step was taken, hello's to DC's, riding in an elevator. In the back of my LD mind, I was wondering how much time was passing by.

I arrived at my office, took off my jacket and hung it up. I went into my private and nicely appointed bathroom. There I used the toilet, washed my hands and face, took time to examine myself in the mirror. My PA, an Asian girl, brought me a cup of coffee, we sat down at my desk.

To my left was a small clock on a shelf, I informed the DC that I wanted to time this LD. She quietly agreed and continued opening my mail. I took the clock and set it on the desk in front of me. The time was 7:05, we began to read the mail, tossing the junk and saving the important letters.

I would periodically look at the clock, the time was passing normally, only a few minutes between checks. There was no need to do any RC's or spin, as I knew that this was a good and long LD. We drank coffee, talked about the days business, she hardly looked up at at me as we worked. The idea of sex or anything else wasnt important, I just wanted to see how long I would remain here.

My DC secretary got up and brought back a schedule, then started arranging meetings, asking me if I was available on such days etc...
She was dressed in a white blouse, black short skirt, and black hi-heels. She wore some red coral jewelry, a necklace and wrist bangel. Her black hair was past shoulder length. It seems that I had a lot of time to study these details of her and my surroundings.

The time was now 7:30, we had been here for over 30 minutes. The last time that I checked, it was 7:35. I knew that this LD was fading, I told her bye, she smiled and I woke up.

I walked along the wooden floor of the base café, the click of my heels echoed through the empty room. There were no patrons, only empty tables and no one sitting at the bar.
Everything had a sepia tinge to it, like in an old movie. By the look and feel of the scene, it was obviously during WW-II, and I was in uniform, a person of somewhat high ranking, it was possibly an Army uniform.
The air was warm and dusty, The Glen Miller Orchestra played ‘String of Pearls’ from the jukebox. The lone bartender paid me no attention as I passed by, he was wiping the bar.
I saw her sitting there at a small table to my left, she smiled as I approached. I said hi as she rose to her feet. She smiled and extended her hand. I took it and gave a gentle shake. I asked her if she had been waiting long, she said no as she smiled again.
I sat across from her, the small round table only had 2 chairs, so we were close to each other. A waiter came over and set a plate of sandwiches and 2 glasses of beer down.
“I already ordered for us.” She smiled again as she lifted the glass to her lips. I raised my glass and sipped the ice cold beer. She wasn’t shy at all about eating, she picked up one of the sandwiches and bit into it, I watched her closely as she chewed carefully.

I had realized that I was LD’ing when I first entered the café. Everything was real down to the last detail. Rather than go off on my own direction, I had decided to see how this LD would play out.

“What are you looking at?” she said as I continued to watch her every move. I could hardly believe that I was sitting at a table, in an Army base café, in a uniform, having lunch with Jennifer Connely.
“I just wish that we could stay here forever, I’ve wanted to meet you for so long, you know that I’m only dreaming, and I will eventually have to leave.” I took a bite of the sandwich, a Club Sandwich I believe.
She set her glass down, “Its okay, I just want to make the most of the time that we have together.”

I was amazed at the continual clarity and realism of this LD. I was getting absolutely no indication that I would be waking up soon, everything was 100% real. I didn’t need to RC at all. Every move that I made was like RC’ing continually.

She appeared as she did in The Rocketeer, likely due to the WW-II setting of that movie. Her attire and manner reflected her character in that film. She wore a white 2-piece outfit, trimmed with black, padded shoulders, the skirt was narrow at the bottom just like in those days. She wore matching white pumps.
The juke box played another familiar dance tune, I asked her if she wanted to dance as I stood.
“Certainly I will.” was her response as she rose and walked towards me. I took her hand and led her a few steps away from our table. I put my left arm around her waist and pulled her in close. She was a few inches shorter than me. Our right hands were joined as we moved slowly to the music.
I held her as we moved back and forth, the horns from the Glen Miller record in perfect harmony. I looked out the windows at the airfield, a few scattered planes, several cars and jeeps basked in the sun.
“You know Jennifer, I really like that movie you did with Don Johnson, The Hot Spot.” She smiled and giggled a little, she held me tighter as we moved together.
“Oh that one…yeah, it was a fun project, it was a warm time of the year, but I guess that’s what they wanted.”
She was slightly embarrassed I think because in that movie she did her only nude scene. It was tastefully done with no overboard shots. I was sure that’s was why she smiled and rested her chin on my shoulder.

I kept waiting for this dream to end abruptly, but I was still firmly in this LD with no signs of fading away. We continued to dance.

I could feel and smell her long dark hair across my arms as I held her. She lifted her head and looked at me, her face only inches from mine.
‘You are a really nice guy, I’m glad that we have this time, I get so busy some times.” She looked into my eyes as I kissed her gently, our lips touching slightly. We embraced and kissed as we danced. Everything about her and I was real. There was no foggy areas or shaky recollections. Our lips pressed together, our tongues teased and explored.
After a few minutes of our slow dancing and kissing, the music stopped and I led her back to our table. I sat, took a drink, and then I knew that this LD was approaching its end. I knew that no amount of RC’s or hand rubbing would keep me here, as bad as I wanted to.
“You know that I have to go now, I’ve had the most wonderful time with you, I wish we could do this again and for a longer time.”
She smiled, “That’s okay Larry, I knew that you would be leaving, but I will be here when you return, I had such a good time with you. But you have to go now, I’ll see you soon, okay?”

A short time has passed as I am walking down a dimly lit hallway lined with lockers on either side. I am looking for locker number 6. It feels like a high school, but not one I've ever been to. The lockers are a pink-ish orange. As I read the numbers on the tops of them, I notice that they repeat between 11 & 12. 11... 12... 12... 11... 12... with no hopes of them ever counting down to 6. I would be walking this hallway forever...

... ah, but of course...

Chuckling to myself I began to force the numbers to change... 10... 8... The lights became a tad brighter and the lockers spread out into a more spacious kind of foyer. I find locker 6. The lockers are doubled on top of eachother (like we have where I work) and number 6 is one of the top ones. I approach and open the locker. These ones are placed impractically high and I am forced to stand on my tip-toes in order to see what's inside.
I spy an item placed way at the back, 'I'll never be able to reach that!' and I stand back down.
Again, I try to peak inside... but now there's 2 items, '?'.
I stand down again, to think for a second. I smile to myself and jump, like a child, to peak, 'Aha! 4 items!'.
JUMP, '6 items!'.
JUMP, '8!'. Laughing (and totally entertained with myself) I turned away from the locker due to the fact that I heard someone coming down the hallway. I ran and hid in a dark corner where, what turned out to be 3 girls, couldn't see me. As soon as they spied the open locker they looked at eachother... and I booked it down the hallway.

I came to a classroom on my left. Inside were two of my bosses from work. One manager ("K") and one supervisor ("S"). S was sitting in a chair and K behind the teacher's desk. K gets up and says hi. S says hello from her chair.
"This is a dream, you know". Just like that! I told them.
"Really?" says S "How do you know that?"
"You can find out many ways... just look at the clock... that's a good one. Right when you think you may be able to make sense of it, it changes. Sometimes it moves backwards. Digital clocks may look like shapes and letters, if it's not too fuzzy to read, of course."
S just looks at me like she's not quite sure. I notice that I'm getting the same reaction from K.
"Or just try something mechanical... like a light switch. It won't work, you'll see".
I pause and turn to K (even in waking life I've never been able to talk to the other one ), "I love to fly when I dream... I bet you could do it right now".
"How?" asks K.
"How can't you? Just fly..." it seemed to make perfect sense to me, until I saw her try... "You can do it. Just keep practicing. You'll get better, I promise!" wanting out of here, now, I turn towards the door. S starts spinning, in the chair she never left, with a huge smile on her face. I feel the dream slipping...

Struggling to hang on, I don't know why I did it but, I grabbed a pencil and paper and started sketching the current scene (which ended up looking like some kind of goofy preschool cartoon)...

... it all rushed back...

I made my way out the door and took a left, to continue back down the hallway. I noticed a coat check kind of area approaching on my left and the school door exit just past it. As I neared the coat check, a girl (that I work with) is handing people (students) their jackets and says, "Jessica, I need your help! I have too many people!" I looked at her line up as they all stared back at me. About 30 of them... indeed, she needed help...

... but not from me! "I'm off work and I'm not getting paid right now, sorry". I saw S making her way down the hall towards us and said, "Oh good! You can help her". Hahaha... remember... this is normally my boss in waking . The coat check girl smiles and tells me to go... and did I ever...

I continued towards the exit, where the sun was streaming in through the school doors. I started running, so happy, so excited to be lucid again! Full throttle I bolt towards the doors. In passing I hear some dude say, "whoa!" as if I startled him. I through the heavy metal doors open with a bang of the metal push bars and ran into the snow! I wasn't wearing much. A very lightweight, white gown that came just above my knees... but I [I]was[I] barefoot. I remember the cold snow crunching under my feet, the cool breeze against my skin and through my hair.... and then I flew up... up in the air... high above the school and smiled down at everyone below. People saw me, but it didn't matter anymore. The playfulness in me made me want to swoop down at one guy on his bike... and I laughed as I did it.

I decided to go as high as I could! When I got there... I hovered... i felt my head tingle.... I don't think I've ever felt that before... I could swear my waking body acknowleged it. As if the invigorating feelings I was getting from this were assuring me that this is exactly what it would really feel like to be this high in the air... AMAZING...

I felt myself starting to descend and decide to allow it to happen. I even poised myself to land properly (sometimes I don't and I'll tumble or do something rather awkward ). I started to drift away from the school and towards some high tree tops... birch trees, I think. I felt as though I was going to get tangled in one, on the way down, so I closed my eyes as to kind temporarily erase the tree. When I landed safely on the ground, I opened my eyes to see an old... I mean OOOOLD... cabin/house in front of me. It was definately abandoned. I was standing on a gravel road behind the cabin. It basically became part of the driveway to the right of the small home. I started to walk towards the cabin when I heard a voice, "My brother turned off the radio". As I approached the right of the cabin, I noticed that it had a full length porch on the front. Still at the side of the cabin, I noticed a small, blue, transistor radio sitting on the ledge, right on the corner of the porch. As I walked up to it, all I heard was static. With tremendous concentration (radios and I have a sketchy past) I took the index finger of my right hand and turned the dial...

... I got music... the funny part... it was R.E.M. ... no joke! Hahaha! (Still makes me laugh).

Super content... I stood up straight and took in my surroundings. Now that I'm sort of in front of the little old cabin, I check out it's disheveled appearance wondering who lived here before. I turn to face away from it. The landscape infront of me was very cliffy and there was a body of water (not too large) somewhat below the cliffs... almost like a cove. Tall, tall evergreen trees aligned the cliffs and down below around the small lake. Something struck me here, though. A sadness... a sickness... someone loved this place and it was home to them and the life that once thrived here. I saw that the water was sort of putrid, I didn't hear happy wildlife... the trees were only half alive, as if struggling to hang on, losing their greenery at their tops. I felt... sorry... and projected feelings of love and respect for what it's seen... this place I mean.

The night closed in, the sun went down... I hear dogs barking! I started walking to my left across the front of the cabin and along the cliff. There was another cliff above me... about my height. I stood on my tip-toes to see above it... there was a little trailer/camper with lights on. In front on it lay three dogs, 'they must have been the ones barking'. All of a sudden they see me! They charge at me, "BARK, BARK, BARK, YIP, YIP!".
I back up a bit and then raise my hand for them to smell, "S'okay guys", I whisper. They all start wagging their tails and looking at me as if relieved to know it's a friend.
"Hey! Who's there? What are you guys doing?" someone comes storming out of the camper.
Feeling like I had to flee, I looked around and realized that my only way out was a small cliff that jet out ahead of me... over the lake... the sad putrid lake... 'but it's okay, I'll just have to fly' and taking a running start (knowing it wasn't long enough of one), I hurdled myself up into the air and failed. Realizing this all as it was happening, I accepted it and dove into the lake. Initially I was a little freaked out by what could be in there nibbling at my feet and toes, but then I heard beautiful voices of women singing, no words, just singing... and someone said, "feel the fish... feel them one your legs and feet... listen to what they're telling you". I did... I felt the water and the fish around me... swimming with me... they said...

... "FONUS"

Been pretty sick lately and my dream recall hasn't been very good.
I had quite a few dreams, some lucid, but the lack of details made them feel unworthy of posting.

I'm walking on the promenade in Haven on Teraluna.
Enjoying the fresh air, I walk towards one of the main streets on my way to Yuya's place.
On the main street I go up a level, ending up one level below the topmost one, with all the houses and apartments.
This level features mostly shops and restaurants, I sometimes come here with Yuya for dinner.
It's dusk, so the city is quite lively.

I pass a shop that sells flowers and I wonder if I should buy some for Yuya.
They're all on display outside, so I wander a bit around having a look at the different kinds of flowers.
Some don't look like flowers at all, and some are clearly alive.
They're all very beautiful and they have a distinct smell.
I suddenly realize that I have no money, how am I going to pay for these?

Wait, what? WTF! I'm on Teraluna! How did I not notice that I'm dreaming?
This surprises me quite a bit and it takes me a few seconds to settle down.
The dream feels very stable and vivid, but I still rub my hands and try to feel the presence of my surroundings to make
that the dream remains perfectly stable.

Looking back at the flowers I see one that is immensely beautiful.
The colors somewhat match those of Yuya's eyes, I feel they would be an appropriate gift.
I ask the lady selling the flowers:

"Would you be willing to trade something for these flowers?"
"Haha, of course young man, what did you have in mind?"

I summon my phoenix wings on my left arm and remove one of the smaller colorful feathers from it.
They fall out occasionally, it'll grow back.
I hand it to the lady.

"How beautiful! Please, take the flowers, thank you!"

That went well.
I take the flowers and continue walking towards Yuya's place.
I think about how this dream started on Teraluna, even though I was non-lucid.
Then I realize I'm wasting time.
I can see a bridge crossing from this street to another one on the level above me, I'll be able to see Yuya's place from there.
I blink on top of it, and from there I blink to Yuya's place.

Yuya greets me, telling me that I'm right on time. Did we set a meeting?
I hand her the flowers.

"They're for you."

She seems extremely happy. I am yet again surprised by the way she shows her emotions.
She simply doesn't hold back at all. It feels so pure, I've never seen anyone with such a happy expression in waking life.
Yuya puts the flowers in some sort of vase.
I notice that the dream doesn't feel as stable anymore, and I attempt to re-stabilize which succeeds.

"Alright, I promised you we'd visit the library, let's go!"

The library? Did we talk about this in a previous dream?
Maybe a dream that I cannot remember?
Clearly, I can't recall such a dream, but I am convinced that we did indeed decide to visit a library somewhere on Teraluna.
It must have been a lucid dream I do not remember.
I get ready to draw my wings but Yuya interrupts me.

"Let's fly there! We shouldn't teleport into the library, we might disturb someone."
"Sure, lead the way!"

I take off and fly next to Yuya, trying to keep up.
She's accelerating fast, I can't keep up without summoning my wings.
I remember that in my last big fight I managed to summon my phoenix wings on my back, in full size.
I wonder if I can do that again and use them for fast flight, just the way I've been using my dragon fire wings until now.

I try to accumulate some of that pure energy and manage to draw the wings on my back.
They're very beautiful and very large. They feel somewhat oversized for my body.
It is VERY easy to fly at high speed with them, much easier than with the dragon wings.
We quickly break the sound barrier and everything becomes very calm.

This is the first time I'm really exploring other parts of Teraluna, usually I just stay in Haven.
It is beautiful!
There are very high and complex trees growing directly out of the sea.
They must be over a kilometer high each.
We slow down and fly down, through the crowns of the trees.
It is difficult to navigate them due to their complexity.

There are waterfalls in the crowns as well, I wonder where they come from, are the trees emitting water?
We go lower and lower and finally fly through a maze of waterfalls leading to a spectacular entrance.
The entrance is absolutely huge. Fortunately it opens by itself.
Inside there are the same angel statues as in the entrance to Haven.
As I pass under them I feel myself passing through a forcefield.
Makes sense, the library must be protected as well.

I enter the library in amazement, the bookshelves reach into all eternity.
There is literally no end to them. Even zooming in they seem to go on forever.
The library is very well lit, everything is very bright and white.
The shelves are mostly made out of glass.
Materials feel very modern, but some shapes remind me of the Victorian era.

Yuya explains what the different kinds of books are and we wander around a bit.
She shows me quite a few things which I unfortunately cannot quite remember.
Then we come to a rather special shelf.
Yuya tells me there's 1001 books in this shelf.
They all seem very old, and they are huge.
Nearly 1 meter high and very thick, probably 1000 pages each.

They feel very special, there's is something about them that really intrigues me.

"Are we allowed to touch them?"
"Of course, just be gentle, they are very old."

I pick the first of them, it's very heavy.
I gently deposit it on a reading table and open the first page.
The pages are so old... they feel like papyrus, and you can actually see how the paper was weaved.
Everything in them is hand written and hand drawn. They are not printed copies.
It feels sort of amazing touching such an old book, plus the smell is very nice.
The title of the first page is in a language I do not know.
The letters are formed by geometric shapes, but somehow I am able to understand it.

This book is about the beginning... the beginning of... everything?
They all are! Those 1001 books, is this the story of this universe?
The story of the dream plane?

"Yes, they are, are you able to read it?"
"I'm not sure. I cannot understand the individual words or letters, but somehow I understand some of it."

I randomly try to read the first few lines at the beginning of some chapters.
The first one talks about there being nothing but energy.
Some chapters further they talk about the first gods.
I honestly have no idea how I'm understanding any of this.
The numerous images and illustrations help though.

The language used to write these is very powerful though.
A single word carries much more meaning than any languages in waking life.
Considering this, needing 1001 books to describe the history of the dream plane...
it just feels impossible like any single person could ever know the whole story.

"True, but it's not finished yet."
"Not all books have been written yet, after all we're still living the story written in these books."
"Then why are there exactly 1001 books?"
"Because exactly 1001 books are needed to tell the story."
"But, does that mean the dream plane will end once you reach the 1001st book?"
"Not only the dream plane, the planes cannot exist on their own, they all exist together."

I'm very surprised, it is known when existence will end?

"Hyu... the dream plane has existed for eternities, long before Earth was created, long before your universe was formed."
"That being said, we've barely filled 400 books."
"We cannot even comprehend for how long things have existed until now, so there is no reason to worry about any ending."
"True..."

I browse through some more pages in amazement.
Somehow I understand that this language is very ancient and was meant to be universal.
I think I am able to interpret some of it due to the divine phoenix powers, but I'm not sure.
I end up getting lost in thoughts and wake up...

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
MDP Rating: ★★★★★

This continuous lucid dream story will revolve around the aftermath of the films Iron Man 2, Thor, and The Incredible Hulk, which will not culminate in the Avengers team but something different. Many of the lines are rehearsed in daydreams so the actual dreams should play out relatively well. I don't know much about the Marvel universe (I've only seen the movies) and dreams are often unpredictable, so the story will probably have errors and mishaps, but I'll do my best. This is "part 2" of hopefully many more dreams.

Plot Intro:

- I'm a qualified computer sciences and biochem scientist who is good at hacking computers.
- I moved to New York a few days prior to the incident with Emil Blonsky in Harlem, then I saw the news flashes about it and statements from General Ross and figured something just didn't sit right.
- I hacked into the mainframe of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database and got intel on Bruce Banner, including files of the preliminary "accident", and Ross's amendment-violating treatment of him.
- Because of sheer luck, I found a suitable cure for Bruce's gamma poisoning and managed to successfully test it on myself after a lot of headache-inducing equipment and resource scavenging. Now I needed to find Bruce before S.H.I.E.L.D. and Ross did.

As you might be able to tell, you'll be seeing more of Bruce Banner than any other character. He is currently played by Edward Norton. I've also noticed that in the majority of my lucids, I'm invulnerable and have super strength, hence the reason I decided to make myself a guinea pig for this "cure". It fits my preexisting lucid dream profile and will make things easier. I will also run into Eric Lensherr, played by Michael Fassbender, who will also side with me and perhaps instigate some cool dream fights of his own. Maybe he will cause problems.

My Notes:

The majority of this dream had high-level lucidity, good control, and really, really good recall. I'm satisfied with most of it.

I was at the mall. Actually, this was a real mall, and one in my city that I just went to the day before. In real life, it has two floors chocked full of shops, a big opening in the middle so you could look across the mall and see other stores. It also has a tall glass ceiling. But in the dream, it had three levels, with ceilings that were slightly lower than normal, and the lighting had an almost "warm" tone to it. There were lots of people walking around.

I became lucid within moments. I did the nose-plug RC which failed, but I was positive that I was dreaming, so I counted my fingers. I don't just look at my fingers and count them, though, because I might skip a number or a finger. So, I bent each finger as I went along. One, two, three, four, five.

Hm. That's not right.

I looked up, shook my hand out, and looked at it again. I didn't realize anything strange about it until I counted again: one, two, three, four, five, and six! I bent each finger until I got to the last one, which didn't bend until I willed, or expected, it to. It felt strange, as if I really did have an extra digit. "Yes, I thought I might be dreaming!" I exclaimed, rubbing my hands and looking around. I looked up at the glass ceiling of the mall and realized that it was cloudy, and fairly dark outside, as if the sun was about to set. "Okay, first thing's first. Teleporting."

I turned around and was facing a jewelery store. This store was open and had no doors; it was just a walk-in one. It had deep purple walls and a beveled, golden sign at the back of the store (it was only about twenty feet deep) that said something like "Ben Moss" in italics. Inside, there was the usual line-up of rectangular glass display counters, which I didn't really take the time to observe. There were no lights, but the the store was well-lit. I saw one man on the right-hand side; he was older, grey hair, and was wearing a black suit with a pale peach tie. It was rather ugly. His small, rectangular-shaped glasses with gray frames suited the tie well - I guess I could say that both of them were ugly!

I had to summon a door. Teleporting from the inside of a building to the outside of one is an easy task, so I just turned away from the store, and turned around. I forgot to visualize there just being a door and no more store, but that didn't really stop a door from being summoned - the store was still there, but on the left wall, there was a basic wooden door like you'd find in a house. I opened it, visualizing strongly - I wanted to be directly outside the pentagon, a large, uh, military base, I believe. The building would be gray, and it would be relatively dark outside. There would be a couple military guards in their camouflage-style outfits, standing up on a ledge with rifle guns, and a fence with barbed wire encircling the area. There would be one main door, a relatively well-hidden one, behind a fenced gate.

This worked out well - I opened the door and walked right into the location I had visualized; I was about fifteen feet away from the front gate, and I could see the pentagon-shaped building behind it. On either side of the front gate was a taller, silver-colored metal fence with a cylindrical ring of barbed wire circling along the top. It was a good setup, albeit it was lighter outside than I'd hoped, and there were only two or three guards. I looked at the sky and put my finger on a moon that I had summoned, dragging it further up into the sky, and rubbing it out with the side of my right hand, lowering the opacity (brightness) of it, like I'd do with an eraser in Photoshop. The light level lowered itself in a choppy fashion instead of smoothly, but regardless of the process, it was now darker. I couldn't see any stars in the sky; it was just a very dark, pale blue that faded into a lighter, more turquoise blue at the horizon - it was actually quite pretty.

I walked forward, not really expecting anything in particular to happen. But, what did happen was what I'd expected - a guard up on the right-hand size of the tall ledge pointed his gun at me. I had to squint slightly to create more details of the person, as it was fairly dark and I could only essentially see his silhouette and the shine of his rifle.

"Freeze!"

I stopped and slowly put my hands up to my head. At this point, I was slightly afraid of losing my lucidity because right here was when I'd step into character and start the first part of the dream plot story. I didn't think much of it, though. I just said to myself, "I am dreaming, do not forget I am dreaming". I intended for that to be said outside of the story, so the DC guard wouldn't react to it. And he didn't react, which kept the story from breaking.

"Hands where I can see them!"

I lifted my hands up into the air, and got down on my knees. I could hear a few people running towards me, and I also heard the jingling of ammunition and guns. I could smell toast, for some reason. I looked to the side and saw two men coming at me with handcuffs. One of them was older than the other; I'd estimate their ages to be forty and probably late-twenties. As soon as the younger man reached out, with the larger-than-normal handcuffs dangling from one of his hands, I took the opportunity to swing out and land an uppercut against his chest, sending him flying back. I could feel the momentum in my hand as I did this, which reminded me of a wrecking ball; the actual contact was more like punching a pillow that was filled with fluff. The guy probably went a good ten feet or so, right past the older man, who looked behind himself and then back at me. I didn't look to see where the person landed or if he just disappeared into the dream, because I was looking at the remaining man.

I casually expected the man to pull out a walkie-talkie or some other form of transmission device. He reached his hand around to his back and pulled out a device that looked like a Cobra MicroTalk MT200, except without the large antennae (it only had a small, short one).

"Tony, we need you", he said.

I hadn't expected the man, who wasn't familiar at all, to presumably talk to Tony Stark. I wondered if I was looking at my dream's rendition of Colonel James Rhodes, which wasn't exactly part of the plot. But I decided to use this to my advantage.

"Do you realize what project you're truly working for?" ..."Project" wasn't the right word, but I didn't realize that in the dream.

"What do you mean?" he said, now starting to sound a bit like Rhodes, even if he didn't look like him.

"I know who put you up to this. But do you know the whole story?"

He pointed the gun at me, squinting and, for some reason, lowering the gun. "Who are you?"

"I know your boss has confiscated the data from Case 20 (a name made up on the fly, because I didn't know what else to say). I know what your boss has done. I'm here to take that data to help the man's life that he's going to destroy."

I stopped to allow for a reaction of some sort, but he just stood there, the gun suddenly pointed at me again, which had happened without a discernible transition or movement. It's strange how dreams do that. I also noticed that it was getting a bit lighter outside.

Continuing, I added, "You have anything to say?" I attempted to coax a statement out of him using dream control.

"I obey orders."

Sometime during this conversation, the man assumed the appearance of Don Cheadle's portrayal of James Rhodes.

"There's something else I should tell you," I warned. "I've found a permanent, well, not quite a cure for his condition."

"That's great," he said, starting to come out of character, which concerned me. He should have been upset with this and hostile. But I ignored it, because I was starting to lose my lucidity. "I am dreaming," I said once. Then I continued. "The thing is, I had to duplicate the gamma infection so I could test it."

I almost felt the dream starting to fade, so I quickly stood up and ran toward Rhodes, trying to look intimidating and throwing a strong punch towards him. He was no longer holding a gun, so he didn't shoot me. Sadly I can't remember any more details past this.

After this, I awoke into a false awakening - I was in bed, and my eyes were shut. I saw four very small numbers behind my eyelids, exactly like the red digits of a digital alarm clock. Believing I was really awake, I tried to DEILD. Nothing happened; it just faded and I woke up for real. I was immediately pleased with the dream and how much it felt like a segment from a movie.