memorable

Dream #1
I'm in a at a fair, when I see some of my old teachers talking. They pulled my aside and asked what I'm doing after I've studied. Not sure what to answer they suggest what I should do. I go and notice an old Harvest Moon game. It's the first one on the Game Boy Color. I hear a commentary about that game (also about an Oddworld game which features straw balls. I decide to play the game. First I get a storm and then an earthquake. I go in to stables (in the game) and notice that they are different. The animals aren't sad. Confused about that I go to the bus to go home. (Insert a few imagined bus hours here). I dismount from the bus and notice that I'm not at home, but in my neighbour village although it looks differntly.
I wake up

Dream #2
I'm in a bus going to someone (I just know somehow that I'm supposed to be there) when some thought are rising: "How am I supposed to come home? I don't know where to stay , etc." I dismount the bus with a person I know somehow. I follow him and we get to slide made of grass. We hope on and slide... somehow. The slide is actually pretty long, I can't see the end and the sliding has felt like hours. After this we land in a clearing. Suprised by this the person starts talking about a role play game he has planned. This takes the form of a slide show (without any technology the slides just appear). He explains that he wants make a table top role playing game with the Final Fantasy XIII universe, but in good and goes in great detail about this. After that he introduces me to everyone (Someone mentions something about a ring) and then
I wake up.

I try to chain the dream. I thnk I succeed, but we are now in a big hall and some of my old class mates are also here. There is food for breakfast here, so I go to get some food and sit at a table with some of my old class mates and we start talking. Someone mentions something about how difficult it is, creating something and suddenly I'm in my old class room. We talk about the next exam and
I wake up.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes

Got it? Great! Hope you enjoy.

Dream #1 Oneironaut's Plan.

Im in some huge warehouse with Oneironaut Zero. He shows me this huge map on a table and different locations of places that we need to investigate. He is wearing some black shades, and a militant uniform with badges all on him. I reach in my pocket and grab my hawk coin and sit down in this chair while he is explaining to me this plan that he has devised.

Picking up Sinoblak.

Im in the backseat of a car, while Oneironaut is driving. It is night time, and we are driving on a highway. Oneironaut is telling me something about blending in at the place where im headed so we don't blow our cover. We pull up to this building and pick Sinoblak up. She is wearing a long black trench coat with some dark shades on and has black leather gloves on and tight leather pants with leather boots.

No turning back now.

Oneironaut is going over the plan with me and Sinoblak again. He tells us that this is no easy walk in the park, and that we need to be careful with our words once in the building.
I get out the car and Sinoblak gets out and i walk up to this building and SB stops me and hugs me and says to be careful.

4:30 -4:45 Am. Did some subconscious training and went back to bed.

WILD - Dream #2 The Romancer.

Im in some Boat, It is night time. with this beautiful Greek woman with long dark hair, and slanted eyes, and a very curvy figure. Im in bed with her telling her something about i have to leave because im putting her life at risk. She cries telling me please don't leave her and letting me know she wants to go with me. I kiss her and look back at her as i leave. I walk back to her and give her my Maroon Moonstone totem and tell her to keep it. I also mention to her that she will see me again when the time is right. We kiss eachother passionately and i head for the docks and flee thru the forest.

On the Run.

Im wanted for something, and im fleeing thru the forest hearing dogs barking and helicopters going over me. It is enough to make me lucid, and i decide to continue on with my scenario. I hear swat team members talking, as i head for one of my hideouts. Its another boat area, and im, setting up different traps and baits trying to be as quick as possible. Im hearing windows shatter, and footsteps enter the boat as i am preparing traps and things on the boat. I reach in the fridge, and grab some soda and throw some sort of pill and small object in the bottle. I duck behind the kitchen counter, and toss the bottle hearing a loud explosion. I run thru the smoke, tackling thru all the members and even taking their weapons. I shoot, stab, and take out an entire swat team of these guys.

I dive thru the carpet floor and wake up.

5:35 - 5:45 Am. Did plenty of reality checks with my totem. And a little bit of subconscious training.

Dream #3 Snake Charmer.

Im in my 2nd home fighting this giant snake lady. She has a face of a goddess, but her body is a long snake. She takes her tongue and tries wrapping it around me, I am caught in her tongue.. and managed to flee from her grip by biting her tongue. She screams and lets me loose. Im running thru different rooms as she is slithering thru the halls and take her rattlesnake tail and bashing thru walls trying to get me. She is hissing and laughing at the same time this is being done. I look at the wall as it is a dead end, I turn around and look at her and fall backwards and wake up.

False awakening.

Im in my 2nd home again and wake up in my bed I look around and notice that im here in my 2nd home, and start becoming lucid i started thinking about the TOTM. I went outside looking for a DC to possess no one in sight. i started walking around and noticed a old man sitting down at a table. I walk up to him and hear my alarm going off in wl and wake up.


Notes: I am fairly happy with my recall now. I could have went back to sleep after my last dream, but had to be up 2 hours later.

I was on a test with a teacher called Silvana, but I was outside school. The place was like a prision of india.

After that short dream ended I woke up by the alarm. It was 2 am so I wanted to try WILD.

In the process I fell asleep normally so I didn't achieve WILD, however in the dream I said ""Damn it, i fell asleep, i couldn't do WILD", but even saying that I didn't become lucid. Maybe it was because the dream was still not vivid, I had to stabilize it.

Later I dreamt about an old console I had with a cool game that I still want to play. It was Sega Genesis, but still the games I had were completely different.

After that I changed to a completely different story that lasted until the end of the dream. I was in the middle age. If you watch Game of Thrones, I was on the side of the Khaleesi (Emilia Clarke) so we got into a castle, infiltrated. The Khaleesi was with another man and as there wasn't anybody on the castle yet, the man fucked her. But they didn't know that their troops (which were outside of the island waiting) were decimated. When the Khaleesi knew that the people were hunting her she started to run upstairs, and she appeared in a hotel room. There was a chinese, master of Kung Fu, that wanted to kill her so she ran to a different room. Nobody was able to help her and that chinese reached her. She had to defend herself, but something amazing happened: she saw the future and she saw that she almost killed that chinese. Therefore that happened. Then they appeared in a big city, Buenos Aires, and the chinese went to play the violin into a bar. That was the time where the Khaleesi could scape so she did it. Then the Khaleesi transformed into me and the guy with her into my sister, but still in Buenos Aires. We were looking for a hospital, and we found one very close. We went there (it was night by then) and a lot of low class (guachos) came from the end of the street. Clearly they were going to steal to us, so we hid. Many of them passed through but the last ones saw us and they started threatening us. I couldn't fight him because I was tired (fought the chinese) so he stole all of my money.

Oh yeah, this is what euphoria feels like! [Trip Report]
Alcohol, Cannabis
Date: May 3rd, 2012

Dose:
repeated, oral, Alcohol - Cabernet Sauvignon
repeated, smoked, Cannabis

Yesterday afternoon, K, the same K I always talk about but who from this point on I'll refer to as R, texted me saying that his evening plans had fallen through so I asked him if he wanted to hang out. I went over there without really intending to get too far away from sober, but at one point we decided to go get drinks at Sonic and then buy some wine and beer afterward. I'm still trying to not really drink these days, but I figured it'd be okay as long as I got a set amount and stuck to it, and stayed away from liquor. I bought a bottle of red wine, a Cabernet Sauvignon, and R bought a six pack of beer, and then we headed back to his apartment.

After R found a neighbor with a corkscrew, I started drinking pretty quickly. We watched an episode of Metalocalypse that R wanted to show me and then listened to some music, and I was feeling drunk pretty easily. Alcohol tends to hit me pretty hard most days the way I normally drink, especially when I haven't had a drink in a while. I barely checked what time it was at any point in the night, so it's hard for me to say the time frames beyond this, but we just talked about stuff for a good amount of time and kept drinking, and eventually I started to notice that my memory didn't extend very far beyond 10-20 seconds back. I decided to give it a rest as to avoid a blackout.

Ever since my tequila excursion before last where I blacked out for the first time I've been faced with a problem. Once you're on the verge of blacking out, how do you directly enhance the alcohol's high without losing awareness? But then, R brought the solution straight to me. Smoke weed! Sounds simple, no? But I realized then how accurate of a solution it is. Alcohol is said to raise phenethylamine levels in the brain, which causes D2 activation. I've had enough clothes-shedding tequila experiences to believe this is true, since my mindset, imagination, euphoria, dissociation, EVERYTHING I get from drinking tequila, and to a lesser extent other alcohols as well (I just don't drink them as fast as tequila), is characteristic of D2. The beauty of this is, THC works by raising phenethylamine levels too, to an even more significant degree than alcohol at least for me, so the D2 effects will stack without increasing the GABAergic amnesia! R only had a small amount of weed, but he had wanted to get rid of it anyway. We loaded a bowl and quickly smoked it, and it was pretty high quality. I'm also fairly certain I took another hit or two later on, but I'm not sure exactly when it was. Some time in there I also drank the last bit of wine from my cup (yes, cup ) and put the rest of the wine away; I can't remember if that was before or after that last bit smoking. There was just enough wine in the bottle left for another cup of the sizes I'd been pouring, so I took out a pretty good amount of it.

Once it had all hit me, I was just lying on the floor staring at the ceiling in ecstasy. I hadn't felt that good since way back when R and I first started getting heavy into the drug scene! The weed high was mostly assimilated into the drunkenness, rather than adding its own effects it really just potentiated what I was already feeling. Everything around me was in a constant spin and difficult to focus on, but in a very pleasant way. My body high was very intense, and I essentially felt like I was blackout drunk but not blacked out. It was pretty great. R and I ended up just talking mostly for a while, and at one point we spontaneously started improvising a skit where I had already seen some unmentioned truth and I was trying to convince him that he was keeping himself blind by resisting it, and in the end when he finally admitted to it he couldn't bear the weight of reality and ended his life, and I silently lamented his loss. It was rather satisfying considering it flowed pretty flawlessly. Eventually we were getting hungry so we decided to walk down the main street his apartment complex is off of and find some food.

The outside world was awesome! The D2 effects were in full swing here making everything look very intensely detailed and colors were highly saturated, and I felt extremely playful as far as perceiving my environment went. Combined with the memory fog of being drunk, it made the area look like a totally new place for me to explore again, despite having been there countless times. It was already around 1:00am at this point, or possibly a little later (it's hard to remember exactly), so we weren't expecting too much, but we tried to going to Del Taco first. Closed! There were people in there so we tried walking through the drive thru and they totally ignored us. We walked to Whataburger next and they were closed too, and we were considering trying the drive thru again since we know it's 24/7 for sure, but then R noticed that the Jack-in-the-Box across the street had an OPEN sign turned on in the window. Success! We stumbled over there as we had been this whole time and went inside, and I don't remember what I ordered but it was some chicken sandwich, and holy crap it was freaking fantastic. It was almost too much to handle, it was soooo good. I was still fairly full from earlier in the day when I had my 20 McNuggets celebration meal from McDonald's though, so after the sandwich and about half of my french fries I gave up. R, barely having eaten all day, ordered three sandwiches and a thing of cheese sticks, and finished my fries.

After we finished eating we walked back to R's apartment and we were both pretty beat. I told R I could sleep on the floor but he wouldn't let me, he insisted that I take his bed. (There was nothing else to sleep on like a couch or anything, it's his new apartment and he doesn't really have much furniture yet.) I'm pretty sure it only took me about five or ten seconds to pass out after my head hit the pillow. When I woke up today I was fairly dissociated, I wasn't really comprehending much of reality aside from how comfortable the bed I was in was. I rolled around sort of in a trance until finally I opened my eyes all the way and saw that my vision was so blurry it was nearly pixelated, and there was a strange filter over everything, sort of a grid of yellow, blue, red, and green dots that was creating sort of a fuzzy static noise as well, but it faded away quickly. I didn't really want to get out of bed yet at the risk of being hungover, so I just rolled around some more trying to fall asleep again. I'm pretty sure I did at least once or twice, but I was also hallucinating a fair amount. Just hypnagogic and hypnopompic stuff, I suppose this combination made them come out especially easily. At least five or six times I saw R come into the room and try to wake me up for various reasons, though he never actually did, and I knew he had really gone to work before I even woke up the first time. I heard voices coming from the room next to me a few times too, but I think they were actually coming from outside. I also spent some time looking at the ceiling and noticing what a strange pyramid-like shape it had, only to later look at the ceiling again when I actually got up and notice it was flat.

Surprisingly, there was no hangover of any kind. When I got home I did some chores and then got in the shower and felt very refreshed and energized. As I'm typing this I still feel fairly ready to do something. Definitely a good experience overall.

I went to sleep late last night, later than I meant to. It may be the cause of my WBTB being so vivid.

Dream 1- Don't recall.

Dream 2 - I was lying in a bed and getting ready to have sex with someone who lives down the street. That's all I want to say.

Dream 3 - I am somewhere downtown, though I can't correlate my location to any known area. I have an appointment in a research building for some kind of evaluation. I kow it's something important but the paper I'm holding doesn't tell me what the test might be. Just an address which I can't read.
The building is in front of me, perhaps 150 meters long and approximately 3 stories in height. Windows are visible which should tell me how many stories but I can't seem to figure out if it was two or three. I just know it was tall enough for a three story building.
What stands out about this building is that every line, every edge of the building is colored in an electric purpley-magenta color, similar to an effect one might get from taking too many No-Doz and drinking a lot of caffeine and not eating for two days. It doesn't quite pulse but there is an alternating quality to the luminosity of the color.
I never get close enough to the building to enter it and the dream ends.

Dream 4- (WBTB after taking my daughter to school. Major Sleep Paralysis)

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m inside my house, in my living room, and I believe thetime to be around 4A.M. I hear a sharp noise outside, like a hammer bang, and Iassume it must be someone hammering in a campaign sign across the street at theschool like they do every time there is an election day coming up. I dismissthe noise initially, but then think it odd because it wasn’t repetitive and itdoesn’t usually occur at 4A.M.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I look out the window to see what is going on, and notice it’sa bit bright for 4A.M. I decide to go outside and investigate myself. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Across the street is the school, and right in front is aportable building which isn’t normally there. As I come around the corner ofthe building I can see the source of the noise. Standing by the wall of theportable is my neighbor from down the street, a fellow parent whose daughter isin the same grade as mine. She is holding a small pry-bar/hammer and has usedit to remove a six to eight foot long piece of sheet metal from the side of theportable. Why would she do that, I wonder, and then realize it is probably tocover up her windows from an impending tornado. This makes sense to me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I look around towards the nearby playground and see that alot of people are out and about for 4A.M. and the landscape is awfully brightas well. There is no apparent sun but the scene around me would suggestotherwise. Occasional patches of light and dark would dance over the ground,alternating places as my mind tried to decide if it was night or day. I think Isaw the moon at one point and confirmed it was night, just a very bright night,brighter than any night ever. The sky changed color a few times, from purplishto white, depending on my thoughts at the given moment.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Knowing it was night I checked my watch to confirm,something I read about on the forum only yesterday. My watched show it was3:23A.M. so I knew I was right about it being night but I checked again and it nowsaid 3:29A.M. I knew that 6 minutes hadn’tpassed since I last looked at my watch so the test worked and I must bedreaming. Still, even this didn’t surprise me.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I started to head back in the direction of my house, thoughI am still on the school property. Ahead I spot a group of kids on thesidewalk, and I recognize one of them as a friend of my daughter’s. As theyapproach the kids become recognizable, though I never give them names. All arelaughing and seem to not be able to stand still.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Does your mom know you’re out this late, C?” I ask the girlI know well. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“No.” She says this matter-of-factly, and gestures to thesurroundings which are very bright. “She doesn’t care.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I know I’m dreaming but it doesn’t alter my parentalinstincts. “Go home!” I tell her, and the group leaves. They walk down thestreet and while I know she doesn’t live that way I accept her actions as ifthey were normal.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Inside my house the TV is on, and Jen is sitting in theliving room. I look out the window to make sure everything hasn’t changedoutside. Indeed, the light is still there, though it seems to want to change todarkness because of my thoughts that say it is night. Patches of light and darkalternate prominence in my field of view. I want it to stay light out and mywill is strong enough to keep it so.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Do you see what I see?” I ask.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I don’t tell her what I see because I don’t want to suggestan outcome and have the visual change at my suggestion. I can recognize that Iam able to control how it looks outside by thought.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]She indicates that she also sees the phenomena and that itseems rather unusual. In my mind it becomes unexplained and in need of ananswer.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]On the TV a weather announcer is displaying the currentradar picture for Austin and talking incessantly about the storms. A green massis displayed right over the city, and it swirls around in fast motion, too fastfor any normal storm. It seems to cover several counties in Central Texas.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Storms and tornadoes in this area, the weatherman indicates,pointing to the green blob. I zoom in to the image and I don’t see anythingsevere indicated, which seems good, but I also don’t understand why we arehaving a tornado, and it seems like an odd weather event. Perhaps this is whyit’s bright outside, an unusual weather phenomenon.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Again I look outside and while it remains bright, there isno rain, contradicting what is shown on the TV. I can’t explain this, and takeit as another weird sign.[/FONT][/SIZE][FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3] [/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I wake up, and my body will not come to an alert level. Ihave the sleep paralysis and it takes me some minutes before I can move. When Ido it takes great effort to move my legs and hand. I feel like I have beenperforming vigorous activity in my sleep. A full 15 minutes pass before I evendecide to stay alert and awake.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I just remembered having a lucid dream. Not sure if it was last night or not. It's VERY blurry. I can barely remember anything.

All I can remember was me struggling to summon something/someone. I think it had something to do with a swimming pool.

Two nights in a row I have created 2 DC's.

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 over most of dream
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

The first night I had a long dream marathon starting with me working on a movie set and thinking I need to teleport (TP) to a different location. After a lot of TPing around I find myself in a empty Mall on a second floor and I see the cartoon character Veronica.
I have no particular attraction to this cartoon except she is atractive, haven't seen it in the comics in years though. I still have the weird mindset, this is a dream and I'm OK with seeing a cartoon walking around like a true 3D person. I approach, and the flat cartoon takes on a 3D form but still a cartoon and completely accurate. She has no soul, I can't get any thoughts or feelings from her from her telepathically. She stops and I walk up behind her very curious about this "person." I feel her by running my hands down the from of her argyle feeling sweater and her skirt and am amazed how real she feels. I still can't hear any thoughts from her even being so close, she is an enigma. I, standing behind her think "hmmm" and rest my chin and head down on her head as she just stands there at attention, I feel her hair under my chin and it feels real too and still she looks 100% the cartoon.
A lot of other dream stuff happened at a beach and a movie set again and more TPing with me TPing into a passenger side car set while someone else is driving!


The next night a similar dream but I find myself laying on my back in an unfurnished apartment's bedroom. A wasp flies in the room and I chase it out with swats at it and my mind. I then remember having this dream before but that's all I remembered. Then there was something black flying around and it turned out to be fairy. It was 2 dimensional like a drawing in black.
She landed near me like I was her protector and went from tense looking to relaxed but I couldn't hear any feelings from her, she was completely unreal (still 2D) and yet looking pretty animated and real-ish, I was bemused. Then I remembered the first time I had this dream, I didn't swat at the wasp and it attacked the fairy until she disappeared.

Not sure why these characters are popping up, am I supposed to create something or someone?

Haunted House...Again!
My previous dream about this house is here

In neither dream do I convey how real and scary, nasty, dark, and dank the house was, or how real the deamon seemed. The feeling of impending doom was ridiculous.

This particular house is a recurring dream now. There is a "dreamon" in the house, but he is dormant. You wake him up by going in the house. The house is reminiscent of an apartment I lived in that went through a fire. It's more than just a mess. You REALLY don't want to be in the space. It is dark and there is crap everywhere. It is obviously abandoned with objects turned over and such.

I saw my grandfather who has been gone for many years. He was really handy iwl. I thought to myself, "You can check out the haunted house!"

He went with me. He took a large, wrought-iron skeleton key and inserted it into an old lock with ornate design around it. He turned the key.

We never made it in the house because I thought so hard about it being a really bad idea. I thought my grandfather would be a logical, practical man that would not believe in the deamon, but I began to remember that it was real, and so I was too afraid to go in.

The dream ended.

Last night I had a dream where I was in my laundry room. I had no idea why, but I must have been getting some clothes for the following week, when i heard some rustling behind my front door, shadows etc etc, and it felt so realistic. I watched these people come into my house through the front door in pitch black lighting. I walked right up to them and it was as if they couldn't even hear/see me. I couldn't talk which gave me a good idea that I was dreaming but I don't know what happened from there. No one hurt me, and i wasn't scared but i knew i couldn't move i could feel it if i tried too, so i guess you could say i was watching the scene. I was really confused myself but I'm glad I had a cool dream.

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]Last night was an incredible night for dreaming! Not the best ever, butpretty damn good![/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]I skipped going back to sleep yesterday morning and went to bed earlier thanusual, and the results were fantastic! I not only had lucidity but thoughts pertaining to the forum plagued my mind all night long.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]Falling almost immediately to sleep from SP I went right in to dreaming,something I don't usually get to do on the first sleep cycle, but as I havebeen ill of late I was apparently ready for dreaming. [/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]I saw in front of me a patch of woods, brambles perhaps, surrounded byforest. The foliage was thick, deep, and concealed anything behind it. Lookingat it for a moment I realized that I wanted to see a wolf there (seemedfitting) and on command one appeared.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]A white wolf poked its head right out of the middle of the shrub and simplystared at me, eyes aglow with an unnatural color. For most people this might bea frightening image, encountering a hungry-looking wolf in the middle of theforest but I was not scared, and instantly I knew I was dreaming. My desire hadbrought the wolf to appear.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]I spoke to the wolf. "You're a dream, aren't you?" The wolf saidnothing, nor did it cock its head, but I could see its tongue ever so slightly.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]"Hmmm..." I thought for a second. "Go get your friends!"[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]The wolf retreated into the bush, barely disturbing the leaves as it went. Iwaited, thought I heard a little noise from behind the brush, and then, likemagic, the wolf returned, as did five of its wolf friends. Six heads were nowstaring at me, all with the same unnatural color and stare in their eyes. Theywere all white wolves but there was enough variation in the coloring, style offur, and shape of their heads to make each one appear distinct.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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You're my friends, aren't you?" They didn't reply, but their expression said that it was true what I spoke.

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]This is cool, I thought, now what do I do with them?[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]This thought triggered the memory of the Lucid Task of The Month, and Irealized I couldn’t remember what it was. I started to get scared that I wouldlose the dream, and I began chanting over and over, “Task of The Month! Task ofthe Month! Task of the Month!” This helped stabilize the dream and I remainedlucid. [/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]I next turned my attention to remembering what the task was. I rememberedsomething about a toy…and then it hit me with a flash! Bring my toy to life! Itried imagining my stuffed Poof-Dog, which normally looks more like a deaf-mutegopher than a dog, but he’s quite old so he deserves a break. [/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]Conjuring an image of him was harder than I thought, considering how lucid Iwas, and the best I could come up with is my daughter’s stuffed dog which shealso named Poof-Dog. Unlike mine, it has ears and still retains a little fluffto its coat.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]I brought it to life and made it life-size, and it looked like this:[/FONT][/SIZE]

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]It stood next to me on a leash and looked up at me happily. He was clearlyready to be played with.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]I think my disappointment in not conjuring my own dog (I knew in the dreamit wasn’t my Poof-Dog) is what caused me to lose lucidity, and if the dreamcontinued on at all I don’t remember it.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3]2[/SIZE][SIZE=2]nd[/SIZE][SIZE=3] dream[/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]I found myself in an old brick building, like the ones built in the 50s and60s, with large glazed tiles on every wall, designed to be easy to clean buttotally soulless. I think the building came from an image of an athletic centeradjacent to a church, pulled from my memories and altered slightly. I was lastin the building during a Scouting event, perhaps three years ago.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]In the building I find myself at the bottom of a set of stairs leading downfrom the floor above. A small hall leads off to my right.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]In front of me is Kevin Spacey. He is wearing black jeans, a loose-fittingwhite shirt with buttons, and a belt. Gesturing wildly, he tells me how upsethe is with *something* and the only word I can think of to describe him is “maniacal”,and this is more of a thought than anything spoken in the dream.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]I woke up with the word “maniacal” filling my head. Not mad, not crazy…maniacal.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3]3[/SIZE][SIZE=2]rd[/SIZE][SIZE=3] dream[/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]I find my thoughts filled with reminders of lucidity, probably due to continuousinfluence of the forum. These thoughts seem to run around my mind all nightlong.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]The first thing I can recall is standing on the side of a hillside road in California.The road is curvy, with switchbacks, and both sides of the road are coveredwith thick grasses and the occasional wildflower. The grass is tall, brittle, andyellow in color as often seen in California on the western slopes of hills thatborder the Bay Area. [/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]Standing a few feet in front of me is Patrick Stewart. He is wearing blackpants, sleek, like the ones he often appears in on STTNG. His shirt is white,thin, and cottony. It makes him look human, more like the actor and less likethe Captain of the Enterprise.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]In a moment of lucidity I try to get him to say, “What the fuck is thisshit?” like I’ve seen in a few of the memes on the net. He won’t say it, andwhile I can make the words appear in the air around him he refuses to say thewords. I’m not sad but it is disappointing.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3]4[/SIZE][SIZE=2]th[/SIZE][SIZE=3] dream[/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]Fragment – I’m getting ready for my doctor’s appointment, a real-life event,and I know I’m late, but I don’t care because I can just reschedule ifsomething happens and I miss it.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3]5[/SIZE][SIZE=2]th[/SIZE][SIZE=3] dream[/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman](False Awakening)[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]It is morning, and I have to get myself and my daughter ready for school.(In real life I have already done this. I’m sleeping in the chair in the livingroom while waiting for an alarm to go off, telling me it’s time to go to myappointment for my blood check.)[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]I walk into the bedroom and start taking off my clothes, first my pants,then my underwear. I briefly wonder why I’m taking off my underwear when Imeant to wear them today. My daughter walks in and I tell her to go put herclothes on, we don’t have a lot of time. I turn around and walk to my dresser.Reaching in to my underwear drawer I select a pair of grey bikini briefs andslip them on.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]The dream fades and I’m awake. I’m not thinking of the dream, just of mybladder, and I head to the bathroom. I pull down my shorts and underwear, andsuddenly the dream hits me like a brick, and I honestly don’t know if I’m awakeor not. I do a quick nose-plug RC and find that I’m awake. I finish in thebathroom with a weird feeling of déjà vu.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman]Walking in to the bedroom I head towards my dresser, and right on top of myunderwear drawer is the pair of grey bikini briefs I put on in the dream. Thefeeling was mind-blowing. [/FONT][/SIZE]

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes

Got it? Great! Enjoy my dreams and make your self comfortable.

Dream #1 Who's dream is this???

Im walking down a neighborhood near my favorite aunt P's house. Its day time out and sunny, and feels like 65 degrees out. I walk to the gas station to get me some chips, Reach in my pocket to grab my hawk coin totem. Im whistling and flipping it in the air catching it with one hand while my other hand is in my pocket. I notice a black dude on his bike riding past, nothing suspicious there. I notice a old white lady walking with a cane reaching for something in her purse, nothing strange there. I look down in front of me to notice a coin similar to mines. Hmm...i question it a bit, and look up to notice it is now night time. "Huh.? How did it get night time so fast?" Ah, only one solution to that! I continue walking and notice a white chic with sandy brown hair, wearing a burgundy t shirt, some black and white converse sneakers, some ripped blue jeans, and she looked to be in her early 20's with a sort of punk rock look to her.

"Hey hows it goin?"
"Good. Um..i know this is like gonna sound strange and all..but..lol Are you like a DC?"
"Uh..noo. Im a real person."
"Cool i am too. My names heather."

"Uh..nice to meet you Heather. How did you get here?"
"Get where? Here? Lol i walked here dude."
"No no no no no. I mean..how did you get here..in my dream?"
"Lol this is not your dream dude. This is my dream."
>_< I reach in my pocket and pull out another hawk coin.
"Whats that?"
"A personal token of mine. Helps me determine if im dreaming, or sharing a dream with someone."
"Cool."

I flip it in the air, it falls on the sidewalk spinning really fast and then creating more coins.
"Whoa thats freaking awesome!"
There are now 5 coins on the ground.
"Grab one."
"Why?"
"Cause if your gonna be sharing dreams with me, im gonna need to keep track of who you are, and whether or not to confirm in my dream records if your real..or just a projection."
"But dude, i already fucking told you im real."
I stare at her. We start walking towards a house and there is a tall white blond chic who is sitting down in a chair smoking out of a bong. I see this one black dude who looked mixed with something.

(Blond chic) "Hey hey hey.. how the hell you two just walk in my house without (words sluring )with out how come knocking."
(Heather talking) "Whoa..your defintely stoned!"
(Blond chic) "Ye..yea...so what."
Me and heather start looking around the house in search of something. (don't know what)
Im rubbing my hawk coin totem, and tell heather to do the same to stabilize the dream more. We begin noticing stairs and roaches falling out of the ceiling.
"Gross! Lets get the fuck outta this place!"
"Hell this is your dream!"
We run out of the house now in a crowded outside busy intersection. I mention to her that she needs to remember that everyone around us are just projections of hers. She tells me how did i get into her dream again. I mention to her that i am certain this is my dream and she is only a projection.

We argue a bit and notice some people outside of a store ( A latino guy and a white chic with long black hair)

We approach them.
(Heather talking) "How does it feel to be a DC?"
(The girl talking) "Uh..who's dream is this?"
Me and Heather look at eachother, then look back at the girl and Heather hands her the coin and i wake up.


Notes: I am still unsure to truly know if this was an actual person so to speak. But, i keep it mark as a shared dream just in case a heather happens to stumble upon this entry. I could've had more dreams so that i can do the TOTM. But could'nt sleep due to a car alarm from one of my neighbors goin off every other hour. I managed to find some earplugs though so i can get the proper rest. Overall, im happy with my recall, and want to continue getting my lucid dreams. More subconscious training is in the works for me today!

Went to bed early out of boredom.
I appeared in a grocery store (unnamed) and had a hand-held hotwheels carrying pack with 4 cars, I had an extra car along with it. A kid said 'Alright let the hide and seek begin' (or something like that) Ilooked around for a hiding spot when a name was called. I turned around an everyone ran for a kid. He was pinned down and killed (i assume) then another name. that kid was pushed against the shelves and shot with a taser. He stuck to the shelves dead... or dying... Then everyone ran after me... I ran through a door to a half-lit room. There were a couple people there. I slammed the door behind me. 'You guys i made it!' They cheered. Then I jumped up on a pallet with a covenient tarp.I hid under the tarp. The kids came and left. A dark-haired girl followed me to the meat department where i asked 'am i allowed to hide back there?' The butcher looked at the door to the left smiling. I ran in. I found a nice shelf out of the way. I tried to crawl in but was too big. Then I hear people coming I run behind the door. They see me. The girl is with them, she ratted me out. I appear with the other rebels (without her, she wasnt a rebel, but a spy.) They exit the front door. (against the rules) The main boy i looked up to as he said 'What if we just...'
'just left?' I said.
But its against the rules.' a different girl said.
I run down the road and across the street. The main boy, girl and another boy run on the other side of the road. The false rebels follow them in an armored car. The grill of the car flips over into rockets. the girl, not running fast enough getss caught by the rockets and flies up. I look up as she comes down onto crudely made spikes on the car. The car slows down. The boys keep running. then it kinda goes black. They appear in a parked car on the side of the road. the main boy plays a harmonica while the other gets out and walks to a campfire where the killed girl sits. He sits down in a flimsy plastic chair and falls over baackward. they both laugh...The end...P.S. i escaped death...

The Ribbons
I remember being with my friends, J, E, and my sister Sam. For some reason we were exploring a tall hill. We decided to go back down. We were running down it as fast as we could, and we found someone’s house. Since we couldn’t go around it; we just decided that we would run through it and hope that no one saw us. We entered through their back patio door, and raced through there, looking for a front door. We ran into a big room, it was a girl’s room; she was possibly an only child. We ran through her outside door and made it onto the front driveway. We stopped to take a breath. Just as soon as we did though, two old men walked out of the house. They were looking at us rather curiously.

“Please, come inside.” They said. “We would love to have you for company.”

We hesitated, but decided to come in anyway. We went back through the outside door, entered the girl’s room, and then came through the kitchen. To the left was a bathroom.

The dream sped forward. Apparently, one of our friends had taken some kind of purple hair ribbon piece from the girl’s room. We were still there and just looking around. J tried it on, wondering what it would look like. It was very pretty.

I wanted to try something on. I looked around and found a wig; it looked like Hannah Montana’s wig; only it was very tangled. I held it in my hands, and looked all around the top of it, looked for the part. I found it. I decided I didn’t want to put it on; it probably wouldn’t look good anyways.

The girl walked into her room, and seeing the four visitors, she ran back out. She then came back in. She was tall, and very pretty. She started talking to us about something. I looked at J and noticed that the ribbons were still in her hair. Crap.

The dream sped forward again, and the girl left. She was okay that we were looking at her stuff. I wanted to try on the ribbon, so I got it from J and put it in my hair. I liked it a lot. I did some sort of dance routine with it on, and everyone said I also looked good with it in my hair. I made a note to myself to get more ribbons later on.
That’s all I remember.

New School; New Worries
I was supposed to transfer to a new school. But I was just treating the first day as trying out for the school, and if I didn’t like it, I would switch back to my old one. I was very nervous; because this school was very big, and had many, many clubs; which means there are a lot of students. I came from a small private school, so you could imagine my anxiety.

To soften my fear I remembered that both of my good friends went here; although, I probably wouldn’t be able to find them on the first day.
I came through glass double doors. In front of me was not like a regular school that you have seen. It was awesome. The hallways looked like we were in some kind of space shuttle or something. It was decorated well.



Someone came up to me, I don’t remember his name though. He welcomed me to the school, and told me that I should probably join a club first to get started. After immediately hearing these words, a group of girls ran up to me.
She asked if I wanted to join theirs. I’m not sure what their club was, but you carried around brown messenger bags.
I obliged, and they handed me a brand new messenger bag. I put it around my shoulder and let it hang over my upper body. One of the people in the club came up to me.
“Wear it like this.” She said, fixing the bag so that she had her hand on the front of it. “That way you’ll look official.”

I told her thanks, and turned towards the man that started talking to me in the first place. He said something about stamina in combat. My mind went straight to Eona for some reason. Anyways, he started throwing punches at me. I started to remark, but instead I jumped up and managed to dodge really well. I was impressed with myself.

The I heard people all around say, “You’ll do well here, new kid.”
All of a sudden, there was a siren. A pretty loud one. Everyone then went into a panic, and started walking fast. I ran outside to see what all the commotion was. The sky was grey and I could see a darker grey of a cyclone. I told myself if I didn’t go back in, I would get lost from my people. I quickly ran back in, and was being ushered by the man to get to safety.

That’s all I remember.

Ugh so weird.. even for me.

I was on my computer talking casually to my high school ex, A (who I don't dislike, but am not on good terms with/ think of him) and his best friend, B (who was a mutual friend who stayed out of the drama but who I also don't see anymore since he's.. well.. my ex's bff. But no harm done). Anyway, the three of us were chatting on a strange chat program that allowed us to get into each other's itune libraries and play songs from them so all three could listen similtaneously to the chosen song. The boys were choosing music from mine and we all were laughing and joking around like we were the best of buddies. I cannot stress the weirdness of the situation enough, but the dream made it feel so incredibly natural. We were happy and no one else from high school made up our group of friends. Just us three.

In the next fragment I remember, we had met up at some kind of low-lit indoor mall. Scenery was fuzzy, but I could tell we were still having fun together. I can't remember what spurred on the next part exactly, but the next thing I knew, B was flirting with me somewhat. He stopped joking around and looked serious, making the whole lighthearted mood of the dream shift. Then the most bizarre thing happened: he leaned in and kissed me! Even more bizarre, is that my dreamself liked it and was falling for B.

When I was waking up, I still felt some of the lovey-dovey emotions from it. But when I was really awake I was just so shocked and very conflicted (the kid is like a brother, not to mention my ex's friend which is a big no-no). I am honestly not attracted to the real B like that, so what the heck is that dream trying to tell me?

My reaction when I got up = ..............! ... ....!! WTF IS WRONG WITH ME!? (lol )

My dream was this:

So me and a friend made a video called "interview with grandma" It's basically my grandma talking then without warning or reason her head just explodes. The special effect look like there from a old eighties horror film. My fiend was the only who made this happen and doesn't tell me so I'm watching the video and her head explodes scaring the hell out of me. I jump and because it shocked me so bad in my dream it caused me to wake up and completely forget what happened previously in my dream
It was four in the morning when this dream woke me up so I went back to sleep and in my second dream me and my friend become youtube stars because of that video.

I really wish I could remember what I was doing in my first dream before I watched that video because I know it was something epic.