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Happy New year everyone!

I was watching curious George. I was George, apparently. Me and my chaperone walked into a bowling alley in what seemed to be some sort of square or park in an urban town.

I was now myself. My chaperone turned into some scruffy convict-looking type wearing black and brown. We were sitting at a table inside of the bowling alley. He was looking at screen, it looked like a GPS on an iPad-like device. I was watching a red pulsing dot on the screen, over his shoulder. It was getting increasingly closer to our location.

"Fuckers' trackin' us," My scruffy companion announced. They're tracking us? Seems more like the other way around.

"Come on, we might be able to delay 'em." He says.

I followed him out the door. It was evening now, and there was a man waiting for us on a long motorbike with some sort of cabin, it was like a cross between a mine cart and a motorcycle. He forced us in, and drove off, with a strange respect for the road laws, even though he looked like a gangster.

"Best paying job yet," The driver commented. "CIA paid me six hundred million to get you guys, eh?"

Half way to my house, I was transitioned to a van with my family in it. We were still going the same way.

One long wait at a light later, we arrived at my house, with a government van behind us. We parked in the driveway, and my eyes rose to the sky, full of stars and still red from sunset. There was something weird about it. There seemed to be a giant planet in it. What planet, I wondered. I examined what I could see out of the windshield. It was earth, I noticed. I could just barely make out Mexico.

I considered Earth for a moment. A bit odd, I thought. Is this a dream? No, it cant be... Oh, wit, except it is! I realized, and with the energy of sudden full lucidity, I burst out of the car door and ran around in my family's yard with my brother and father. I came across a mound of dirt that was not there in waking life, under a fully leafed tree, though it was winter.

"Anchor dream," I cheered. My father snickered at this. I looked around the yard. Oh, right, I remembered. IOSDP tonight. I thought about Chichen-Itza, but remembered we weren't doing that any more. So I tried to focus my attention on shared dreaming and the IOSDP and whatnot. After 15 seconds of trying, I came to the conclusion that it was to hard and stopped impulsively.

I decided to run out into the road and talk to some DCs. It was suddenly morning. I saw several friends from my school roaming the streets. They didn't live here. I met a friend near a tree.

"Hey, guess what?" I said.
"What?"
"I'm in a dream! But not in your head, my own, so it doesn't matter that I'm telling you this!" I laughed.
They rolled their eyes.
"Anchor dream!" I yelled at them. I then ran off down the road.

The dream shifted into me standing in a line of students somewhere in the second level of my school. I was still lucid. I threw the assorted objects I had in my hand aside into assorted machinery, nobody cared but the guy behind me, be cause he was trying to steal some of it. I stood in line for a while until I figured something out.

"Oh wait," I said. "Screw this. Anchor dream." I walked out of the line, around some machinery, and into the next room. A teacher had given me papers as I passed, I threw those aside, too. I scattered all over the left side of the next room, which was only storage. I proceeded.

This room had three teachers trying to stop me inside. They were maneuvering around a pile of boxes.

"Is there somebody you need to see?" One of them asked, still trying to get to me.
"Nope," I pushed past them.

I now came into a similar, but larger room. It had large windows for me to jump through, but before I could reach them I awoke suddenly, too awake to DEILD, but I felt satisfied.

Thebeastofold's dream


Didnt get lucid..so couldnt look for nightspy2 again...


It started I was in a huge dining hall type place, and everyone was wearing orange....no matter what kind of clothing everyone was wearing they were all colored orange..and there were people wandering all around the room with giant roasts on huge 2 prong forks....and anyone who wanted some they would hold the roasts over the table and everyone would use their own knives to hack off a hunk.....and i kept thinking of the line from the grinch "roast beast" they were carrying them around as if they weighed nothing...i asked a girl with a giant ham on a fork if she could put it inthe trunk of my car..i even tried handing her the keys..but she laughed and danced away.....i went around a corner to the left and came to a very dark, windy and cold dead end with a desk attached to the wall and a huge window cut out of solid rock.....and scrooge mcduck was sitting at the desk writing with a feather pen furuiously, he had a giant stack of the old fashioned library card file drawers stacked haphazardly on the desk to his left...and there was ominous music playing in the background, and it was very windy..every time the wind would pickup he would flop face down across the desk to keep whatever he was writing on from blowing away...the only time i could clearly see him was when lightning flashed..i look out the window while he was face down on the desk and noticed we were on the top or nearly on the top of a huge sheer cliff..and it looked like a huge winter storm was happening outside....i turned to walk away and woke up...

Sat. 12/31/2011 Bed 1:30am

I set my goal to OOB or LD. For OOB - look at my sleeping body, my astral hands and cord. Go to the orbit and from there go see my mom in Europe. I’m in US.

GM+Choline 5:47am

I had 2 OBEs before 8 am and LD between 8:30-11am.

OBE#1.
Starts as a dream. I’m in a big, bright room with friend of mine and her two kids. It’s a living room and a bedroom. It’s not my place and it’s not my friends place. We are playing.

Then I go to sleep and I try to have an OBE. I feel the telltale tingling in the back of my head. I come to the point, when I decide to try and roll out from my body. I kinda expect to hit the floor. I’m amazed, when what feels like 3 inches from the floor I ‘bounce off’ the ‘antigravity energy field’.

I immediately start walking away from the bed, not wanting to get pulled back. It's not very hard to walk, feel only a slight pull. I don’t stop, until I come to the end of the hallway with some windows on left and door at the end. I want to stop while inside, don’t want to go out yet and split second later I remember I wanted to see my sleeping body.

I struggle to see better/open my eyes. Although I see quite well, I feel like my eyes are closed, but not the feeling as I’m looking through my eyelids. I manage to open one eye just a little bit and I see much better, but I’m not sure, if that’s not my sleeping eye so I don’t continue opening it.

I turn around and look for a cord. I don’t see it, but I know it’s there. I follow it back to the bed. First thing I see is the end of the bed, rest of it is hiding behind the wall. I’m curious to see if the bed is empty and I’m in LD, or if there is a sleeping body.

As I come closer, I’m amazed to see the sheet pushed up by what clearly looks like two feet and legs of a person sleeping on his back. I come closer and again with amazement, I see a sleeping person. She is wearing an orange t-shirt, with sheets reaching half way up the torso. I know it’s me, puffy cheeks and all. The person was not sleeping in the same position, as I was when going to sleep and when waking up (right side).

I exit the place and find myself floating between two 10 story apartment buildings, like you find in central/eastern Europe. I remember my goal to go to the orbit and I want to fly straight up. It’s not working as I wanted, so I approach the building and propel myself with my hands grabbing on to balconies to go higher.

I find myself on the ground behind a corner. I think it’s over, but then I realize I could look at my hands and know for sure. I look at my hands. They look very gentle, light yellow/see-through energy and they quickly fade away. I did look at my hands one more time during this experience, but not sure when.

OBE#2
I wake up briefly, just long enough to say “lets try this again”. I feel the tingling in back of my head again and will myself to levitate, but it’s not really working. I think I decide to just go to sleep when I realize, I have my ceiling about 6’’ from my face. I immediately say “to the window” and I feel myself in the top left corner of my window, the exact location, where I was practicing to end up. I’m in my apartment.

I again remember I wanted to go to the orbit. I try, but it’s difficult to fly. I try superman style. Then, I’m next to a building, still up in the air. I know I don’t want to go through the wall as this could be a portal. But I fly in anyway. I feel the change. Inside is a bigger space than I would expect from size of the building. It’s warm, filled with semi-liquid, very soft dark grey matter that separates, as I float through it. I feel like I shouldn’t be here and exit through the wall on the left side.

I never felt presence of my helpers. Did I surprise them and got out when they were not expecting it, or this wasn’t an OBE? The more I think about it, I feel that this was a low awareness OOB. But I’m opened to suggestions. I have read about APs for many hours before bed last night.

LD#11
I wish I got up to write it down, but I didn’t. I kept repeating to myself what it was about, but by the time I got up, it was too late. Actually I feel like I may have written it down, but there is nothing in my DJ.

In betwix the start of this dream and the last one, I got some offer to kill nightmares, or demons in lucids. I didn't get much details, and I'm not even sure if I said I would agree to it...maybe I did. I don't even remember who offered me the job. All I knew was it was wbtb time.

The void fades, and I'm in my room, but I'm not sure if the dream has started, or I'm just having super vivid HH. Either way, I get my usual falling through the bed sensation, but visually, it's off the charts. The ceiling gets farther away, it's as if the entire house is getting bigger, or I'm getting smaller. Along my decent, my bed passes through a flock of bats. And finally it stops. At it's peak, the room had to be about 80 feet tall.


The room is about normal size now, but everything around me looks almost black and white. All the items in my room are old and dusted, and it looks like no one has been here for ages. I head out, and I'm in a totally unfamiliar hallway. I travel down it a ways, and see this open room. I call out asking if anyone was there, and these two women, that almost blended in perfectly with the background start moving and talking. One of them greets me, and asks me who I was looking for. I told her my objective, and she said that there was nothing to kill there at all, and everything was peaceful. I got a little confused and told her my orders were to get lucid and they'd be in the first place I'd lock for....and stopped mid sentence.

This woman, who was covered from head to toe in grey and white paint, double checked and asked me if I was sure what I needed to do. I said yes and she stepped back, and the other woman got beside her, and I knew it was going to be go time. They both ran at me, and I was punching and kicking, but it had no effect, when finally the first lady got up close and started chocking me with one hand. (She was going for this move several times during the fight but I was keeping her at bay.) Anyways, she says something to me about how conventional techniques wouldn't work, and something else. Then it felt like my life force was being drained some how. I grabbed hand and got out of the choke hold, and broke her arm in several places. And blood started pouring out of my throat. I covered my throat, but I could feel it gush out between my fingers and cascade down my shirt. I started hurrying away, and told myself, "this isn't real, whenever I remove my hands, the bleeding will be gone". When I did, it was.

(the scene changed on it's own)

I'm in the next door neighbors yard, and there are two huge chests that are moving. They have skulls floating around them, and I'm guessing this is their true form. I pulled out a katana, and slashed at both of them, and something opened up...it looked almost like some sort of worm hole that I would get sucked into if I wasn't too careful. My second guess was they'd probably absorb any magic I'd try to throw at them. I double checked my surroundings and made sure there was nothing else to fight and slowly paced around them. All of a sudden, one of them shot thiis yellowish energy ball at me, and I reflected it with my katan. It flew back at the box into the hole and made some sort of strange noise. I did the same thing with the other one, and they both went dormant. After a few swipes of my blade, they both disappeared.

I was really happy it was over, but I was so anxious about my next mission. Then suddenly, a leafless small tree appeared. There was a box attached to it, and it had all these unread letters. I think I heard the voice of the person who was in the void with me telling me that I could check this tree anytime between missions. I was having a hard time figuring out what they said, but I know one of them were tickets, and I deleted one on accident.

The scene changes and I'm at some huge place surrounded by other lucid dreamers. They all seem very aware, and they all have that look on their faces like they know what I've been up to. I'm walking around and everyone is just so cheerful....I am too naturally, but man....it's just like happyville or something. Anways, I'm thinking I have to meet up with my DG or something to get the rest of the information, when someone asks me about how I got here. I told them, and they were impressed that I already got my first mission. He said everyone there was waiting just to get accepted, or some got in, but didn't go on a mission yet.

I continued on, and group of people (one girl with short black hair, a guy with long brown hair and maybe two others) that had a "been there done that" look on their faces told me to come with them. One guy grabbed me by the back, picked me up and started running really fast. I started asking questions, and talking about what was going on, but I don't remember what was said. I know at one point i was saying "I really want to kill something again", and everyone was laughing. He let me go and they told me they would see me on the bus. I continued walking, and man, I don't know....my swag had to be maxed out. All the girls there were smiling at me...and it seemed like everyone in general knew me. I wanted to ask them who they were and what not, but I wanted to make the trip in time.

I came up to a room that had a guard there dressed in blue. He was making sure everyone who entered had their tickets, and I saw the cool group enter ahead of me. Something was telling me I'd probably be next to them, and when I entered, I saw my nephew there. I told him "man, I knew you'd be here, what have done so far". He told me that he was mainly just sparing against other people. And he asked me about what I did, and I told him, but there was some other guy who started talking like right when I almost finished the story. I finally finished it and told him I needed to find out where I was sitting. I grabbed my ticket and started reading it as the dream faded.

Hi. I'm Jakro. That's it, let's go into the dream... No, really maybe you want to know briefly who the hell is this.

I've been dabbling with lucid dreaming since about 2005, but only started it taking more seriously in 2009. At first my results were encouraging, peaking in July 2009 when I had 8 lucid dreams in a month. I was like "holy shit, this is awesome, and it's only going to get better. Fast forward a couple of years and I'm like "what happened? It was supposed to be awesome!" During the past year my total lucid count was 14. That's pathetic! Worst thing is, that they've all been short and poor in quality. My last quality LD was probably back in 2009. So what did really happen?

Simply put I started coasting more and more and didn't put in as much effort as in the first few months. I was lazy. I've not made concerted effort for lucid dreams in a while. I've kept dream journal and still am keeping, but my recall has been only so-so. The times I've actually put in some effort have been mostly frustrating due to lack of results.

But that's about to stop. This year, I'm going to have my best year of lucid dreams ever. To support that effort I'm starting to write a DJ here as well. I've been lurking in Dreamviews for quite a while, occasionally posting here and there, but not really being active. I have had a DJ in my own forum in Finnish, but I'm going to make a habit of writing here as well every evening to get my minds focused back into lucid dreams in night.

For the most part I'm going to write last night's dream here, but I still have often nights, where I don't remember much. So then I'm going to instead revisit some of my "classic" dreams from over the years put them up on here.

We'll start with one of those right away, as I didn't remember much from last night.

Jakro "Classics" - My First Recorded Lucid
Date: January 31th, 2009
Lucid: Yes
Method: WILD

It's funny that my first lucid was WILD because I've only had three of them over the course of last three years. This is not really that special dream except that it was, you know, the first one. There have been some short ones before that but I've not recorded them, so this is what you get.

What happened prior it was that I was seriously sleep-deprived from staying up over 24 hours. My sleeping rhythm was completely upside down, so I had to stay up for a long stretch to fix it. In the afternoon I tried to watch soccer while tired, but fell asleep. I woke up four hours later and get up to move to bed to get the rest of my sleep in. I had been reading about lucid dreaming a lot and I was aware of WILD technique. I knew that I was so tired, that nothing was going to stop me from falling asleep (and given that it was still kind of early to go in bed, I wouldn't even had minded if I wouldn't), so I tried my hardest to stay conscious through the stages of falling asleep.

Luckily for me they were pretty short and I did indeed fall asleep. The hypnagologic stage was short and I soon found myself in my bed in complete darkness. I had stayed calm, but a bit excited during the experiences in the hypnagologic state, but I didn't know whether I woke up or not. I had felt shaking during the hypnagologic state and then as it ceased I had seen pictures and thought to myself that "I'm totally tripping balls" (that's the exact wording on my journal).

But yeah, I was laying in my bed in dark room. I got up and felt how everything seemed real enough. I tried turning on the light. It didn't work. A-ha! I had just read that often in people's dreams lights don't work. I was becoming increasingly sure that I was indeed dreaming. But I'm always very careful with this, as the stuff you often do in LDs is either illegal or lethal, usually both.

Not this time though. Looking at the clock and away and then seeing the time transform completely confirmed for me that it was a dream, but I wasn't prepared for this. I didn't expect to become lucid so soon after starting seriously trying! I was so in awe of the dreamworld, that I mostly just observed. Not that there's anything bad in that, I've done that often since and it's fun on it's own, just to look at the vast and complicated world and detail that your brain has created.

As for reality checks, I wasn't done though. I did one final test - the nose test. All the doubt faded... Well, almost all. I ventured to our kitchen and everything looked like there someone was amidst of cleaning the room. Everything was stacked up in one place. I went to my parents bedroom, still not 100 % sure that I was indeed dreaming.

I walked into the room. My sister and my mom were there. They were watching television. Both of them had matching camouflage jeans on and I've never seen anything like that on either of them. My sis was also a few years younger than what she really was at the time. 0kay, finally I was sure that I'm dreaming, stuff like that just doesn't happen. Then I woke up.

Nothing spectacular in the end, but an encouraging start to my lucid dreaming journey that stalled a year later and started stagnating. I have some more awesome dreams to share later and hopefully I'll start dreaming ones as well. Anyway, I'll go to sleep now. This post at least put my mind into the right place for sleeping.

Happy New Year everybody!

2 Full dreams (2 points)
1 False awakening
1 WBTB attempt (1 point)

I was in an airport and we were carrying our luggage through to departures. When we got there I accidentally put my hand luggage on the conveyor belt, so we had to wait for it to come back round where I could pick it up.Once that was done we boarded and went and sat near the front, we then changed our minds and went to sit at the back near the door. When everybody was on the plane started to make it's way towards the runway, it took a shortcut over some rubble and we flew in the air for a few seconds before coming back into contact with the ground. We then turned around to face the runway, it looked as though we were under some kind of motorway bridge. Then we saw the runway; it was so short, there was no way a plane could manage to take off in that short distance. The pilot throttled the engines to full power and we shot off down the runway, they roared loudly as we rushed towards the end of the runway and everybody thought we weren't going to make it. But just feet before the end the plane gained enough speed to pull up and we took off. The dream then ended. (Full Dream- 1 point)

I was sat in a hall and in front of me was a stage and curtains, I was in a theatre and by the looks of things it was nearly full. I glanced at the two huge red curtains to see a fat woman dressed in white peeping through. Then the lights dimmed and I realised that I was sat right at the front very close to the stage. The curtains seemingly disappeared and there was now a fake bar in front of me with stools all around it and the woman I saw earlier serving. Then Jamie Oliver appeared round the corner with another stool. He explained to the audience that he's been sent 20 miles on foot to find this stool which matched the other at the bar. He sat down opposite the barmaid, right next to me. He said something funny and everyone laughed but me, so he turned round to me and said "Are you not finding this funny?" and I said back "Sorry I didn't understand the joke" (even though it can't have been the funny) He repeated it in simpler terms and everybody laughed again but me included this time. He patted me on the knee and said "Ah you get it now!" and he returned to doing the play. My mum who was sat next to me whispered in my ear saying "Go on stroke his knee" and I said no because that would be a bit random and weird. The dream ended here. (Full Dream- 1 point)

1 WBTB attempt (1 point)

It's a while ago that I'm here so I think it's a good think to post a little lucid dream at first action in the new year .

I awake early in the morning in the sleeping room from my childhood. I stand up wide awake and a very clear view up and walk to the window where I see the moonlight. On the way I see both cats from my childhood (Wuschel and Peterle) one walks away, the other sleep on the carpet .

By the window I stand in a very deep yoga position, look throught the window to the fullmoon which is so great how the window (2m x 2m) . I meditate in the moonlight and when I realised, that my body move oddish I realize that I'm dreaming .

1) I was a loner type character, went to the Red Bird Bar. (Reason for the name is because I read an article about Angry Birds just before bed )

2) Playing DnD with people from my group, and others from college. Non-existent books. Demons?

3) Driving around with an old friend (and others I cannot now identify) on a futuristic Earth. Pass by a factory, a farm, each belching out smoke to the point that it covers the entire area like a mist. The farm was simply a group of wooden, organic looking structures and it ran off oil... Some technology had allowed this, and we were talking about how it was poisoning the planet. I became LUCID somehow...

Next thing I knew, I was in a large building, white interior, and it turned out to be a theatre, with a Moulin Rouge-like production going on. Trying to get backstage, I was cut off by a woman in a sparkling blue dress. For some reason I left the building, only to return later looking for someone.

I had a dream earlier where I was at school, and there were all types of events going on. Some kids had a band, and they were singing old songs from the 60s and 70s. There was this group of girls (one of them were A) they were asking us a bunch of questions. I remember wanting to help them over the fence, but I couldn't hop fences like I was earlier in the dream. Oh and something else about slipping and landing in garbage.

There's a group of us and we plan on taking over this castle, but it's modern...like an airport or something. ‎Oneironaut is there and he's in charge. We have a cache of weapons we pick from, and I think I gain just a low amount of lucidity because I pull out a Deadpool mask and two katanas. Basically we rushed in there, and took the place over by sections. There was this open courtyard type area, and this area with stairs on the outside of the building. I was patrolling between the two areas and making sure no one tried to play hero. Most of the fighting took place at the courtyard with the initial rush. There was sooo much killing to be had. When I got to the area with the stairs I got into a couple of skirmishes, and then I had to shut a few people up the only way I knew....my katanas. One of the solders was trying to tell me that O wanted as many people alive possible, and I completely ignored the guy and went on telling people cheesy lines like "you're next to taste my blade".

Wait wait hold up...some recall is coming back. The mission wasn't a head on attack. I remember being disguised as some kind of monk, and I got to the stair area without being spotted (O's group was still way ahead of us) Then some lady pointed out "what kind of monk wears grey". I threw my uniform up in the air like on those ninja movies, and headed back towards the courtyard, and we all had to loot up with weapons as quickly as possible.....THEN we started laying people out. I think the solder came back to tell me to stop killing everyone because O had everyone in his sections in check. After my onslaught, I searched around and saw sooo many people just sitting there. I think (or maybe i wanted it to be) one room had a bunch of people he was going to execute, and another he was just going to set free. Oh, and I remember killing one guy and one girl from two different couples and telling the survivors to become a couple.

Terrifying. Disturbing. Erie. These words describe the nightmares I've been having over the last month or so. Some times I see it when I'm awake.
These... images keep tearing at my sanity. It's like a sickness, the longer I have it, the worse it gets. I see shapes, patterns, like some kind of language clouding my vision like thick fog. On the other side of the static-y shapes are flashes of images, like a memory fragment, though, it's past the point of terrifying.
Monsters, no, demons. Demons that possess the bodies of the dead and transform and consume the living.
My movement is paralyzed. I try to run, but don't have to because all the demons do is surround me as to keep me from running.
The next thing I know, I see a good friend of mine approach me. This doesn't sound bad, but they died about five years ago. But they look like they didn't stop aging.
She killed herself via wrist slice, but she's got dried blood around her mouth and down her cheeks like she cried blood.
She grabs my throat and an iron grip begins choking me. As her grip begins to tighten I see this pillar thing that's in kind of a spiral formation that speaks to me from the souls of thousands of deceased.
By now I awake, sweating profusely and panting heavily. The rest of the night is one spent without sleep.
When I say I see the nightmare while I'm awake I see her and the pattern things. When I see them I get an enormous migraine in every inch of head. I'm seriously going to seek therapy if this continues to get worse.

Wednesday, 12/28/11

Bedtime 11:55pm. Had some champagne.

DR between 7 - 8am

1. I'm on a street C, next to my house on RD in NZ. It's a beautiful, sunny day. I look up and on a blue skies I see a grid of rectangles, like a table in Word, maybe 5x4, made out of nice, white, puffy clouds/airplane contrails. In one corner are angel wings also made out of clouds. I'm running in excitement and yell at the neighbour E in his apartment "Look up and see, look up and see".

2. I wake up in an apartment. There are 2 more people here. It's morning and we are getting some food ready for breakfast.
I look in a fridge. There is a bowl of corn and green peas, but I can't see it clearly, they seem to be moving, or maybe my eyes are twitching. They project a yellow glow.

I can see everything clearly, colors, details, it's bright, I just cant read. There is a box of cigars. It says CUBANS. I try to see the country of origin, but cant find it on the box.

One person leans towards me and looks at my eye to find out, why I can't read. Then I realize, I see through my eyelids.

Now I'm in kitchen on RD10. To test if I can really see through my eyelids, or if I just "see" the room from my memory, my dad is doing something. First he throws a big pink blanket towards the tv, then a smaller brown blanket, then he is pulling on a brown sweater with stripes and then he pretends to throw a baseball. I identify everything correctly. I see color of wall paint, light are on, sharp details, but I know, my eyes are closed.

I'm back in the apartment with the fridge and I tell to these guys - I thought I'm awake, but maybe I'm asleep, or maybe I was asleep before and now I'm awake - I couldn't make any sense of it.

3. I'm in a living room in RD10. I lay on a sofa, my cat is next to me. I try to see the color of her aura, but I decide to see color of aura of my friend (I don't know who she is). She is sitting on the floor, leaning against our green bookcase, holding a baby? I can't see the color directly, but I see the inside of the bookcase illuminated by light blue light. I ask her with laughter, if she want's to know the color of her aura.

I wake up and feel the headrush, that for me means transition through field of stars to Lucid Dream.

All dreams were super focused, sharp, colorfull, bright. I was talking to people, which I rarely do. I have a feeling I did have an LD or was very close to it, but can't confirm. Very good feeling from the whole thing.

I was at a theater or opera house where costumes used in past plays were being sold. One item I recognized as a gown from the opera Turandot - I tried it on with the mask from The Fall and posed dramatically.



Around this time I became lucid. I immediately started to fly and felt the dream fade away. To counter this, I came back to the ground and started by spinning in place, since the dream was starting to fade. This stabilized everything succesfully.

Then, I wanted to practice what I'd read in the DV forums - that getting control over a dream is about assuming you can do something rather than questioning whether or not you had the ability. I practiced by making fire shoot out of my fingers. The first two times I struggled, but then practiced assuming it would happen. Then I was able to do it. I went from lighting my finger on fire to lighting my hand on fire, with mostly success.

Satisfied with the fire experiment, I wondered what I should do now that I was lucid. Sex came to mind, and I looked around at the people around me. Lots were beautiful women, so I chose one and started to caress her. But, I wasn't really feeling it. I should have sex with someone I actually know, I thought. I saw a friend in the distance, approached him, and kissed him. He reminded me of another time we'd done this, in RL rather than a dream, and I was mortified by the embarrassing memory (note: false memory, I'd never been with this person in RL).

Not feeling into the whole sex thing, and started to wonder what I should do next. Hey, I should go to Chichen Itza, just like the IOSDP mentions. I don't believe in shared dreaming, but trying their challenge sounded like a good next step. I visualized Chichen Itza, and a few seconds later I was at its base, gazing up at it. The sides were too curvy, so I stared at them until they were straight. I noticed a fence around the pyramid and noted how strange it was my subconcsious put it there. Now I'm at Chichen Itza, I thought, so I should probably meet the people here and try to remember them when I wake. There were about 10-15 people standing with me, so I went around to them to ask their names and remember their faces. There were four blonde women of varying bodytypes, and I remember one man with brown hair, a green barret, and a slightly pudgy figure. Another male was tall and had tousled brown hair - he looked only 17 or 18, and I thought he seemed like a student. I tried hard to remember names - even asked people to put nametags on - but the names kept changing and I had trouble remembering. One person was named Enzo or Anzo, I think. Another was Cho. I woke up shortly after.

Note: Haven't written here lately due to travel and holiday busyness. The night of the above LD I was exhausted from travel - tried sleeping on my back with eyes closed for 30 seconds, then gave up and rested on my stomach and was asleep in seconds.

I was up late doing English homework but could not finish. I decided to spare myself some time for sleep and was at my old elementary school park. I knew immediatly that I was sleeping and this was all a dream, but all I could think was: I had to get up. I still have English homework. Usually I gain control in scary dreams or dreams where I am falling and before the climax, I force myself to wake up by peeling my "eyes" open (or more like farther open) or shaking my head. In this paticular dream, I could not wake up and I was very lethargic. It was sorta like having my will constantly being webbed away. I ran around shaking my head really fast trying to wake up. I ran to my old house down the street and saw myself sleeping in my old bedroom. I kept on thinking, I had to wake up, I had to wake up. My flawed logic said I could not wake myself up from the bed, for I was in dream form. So I woke up my step-dad thinking he would be able to wake me up. Then I realized my flawed logic, he was in my dream too! He could not wake me up either if he was in my dream. Then I woke up. This dream kind of scared me because I felt like I was trapped in my dream. A setting I was making up and was locking me in. Other than my dad, the whole neighborhood was empty, which was odd because it was noon. I couldn't gather enough willpower either to wake myself and it was quite a struggle. This had to be my most lucid dream, because I knew immediatly I was dreaming, I didn't have to check my hands or breathing, or notice anything strange. I was at the park, and I knew I was dreaming. It was very strange, but then again, school and stress do strange things to you.

I'm in the living room, standing next to my dad. He's on the computer and turns around to face me.
He asks me if I already published my blog. I give him the link to my blog with only 2 articles.
I go back to my grandma's house (I live there) and turn on my laptop. I feel a little uncomfortable because my blog is a little personal and shows a part of me I don't want my family to see.

I return to my dad and I see my mom is also there. She looks depressed and irritated. She isn't very friendly to me and complains about all the things she wants me to do. I shrug and don't respond to her.

My sister's (don't have one) boyfriend enters the living room allong with a man. Her boyfriend is chubby and looks like a bully, the man is huge. Both in height and in weight.
The bully tells the huge man he saw him before when he was really drunk.
I feel like I don't belong there and run away.

It's completely dark outside. Pitch-black.
I arrive at a park. The grass, trees and bushes seem to emit a faint light but everything else is black.
I see 2 joggers on a path that surrounds the park. I see a different, really small path in front of me.
I decide to take that path and do my best to balance on it.

After a while, I forgot I was following a path and stood on the grass. I suddenly lose my balance and fall face first in the mud. It doesn't really bother me. I even feel safe down there. I see a worm passing by and at the same time a woman asks me if I'm ok. I tell her I'm fine and stand up again.

I see a video that is meant for me. 3 women talk about my blog and thank me.
One of the women is overweight. I tell myself not to judge her and as soon as I stop judging her, she loses all excessive fat and looks beautiful. I think that it's simply my own beliefs that make me see people as ugly or pretty.

I look at the comments on my blog and I see more and more quickly appearing.
I notice a comment: "Your articles are helpful and complete." I think complete means I provide all information for free instead of sharing only a little and selling the rest.
I see a graph of how many visitors I have today. It quickly goes from 0 to 600 and increases every second.
After that, I see a map on which I can see the location of my visitors. Most people are from Africa, South-America and Asia.

Lucidity: 6/10
Vividness: 7/10
Length: ~3 Min.

I was with another girl when I became lucid. We were supposed to go somewhere so I ran, I hit the walls and everything. Then I found a bathtub, we both got in and then for some reason she turned into a doll. I was like "whatever" and started washing her up. At times I had to do the rubbing hands trick to become more lucid, but I still gradually started to lose lucidity.