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Had 2 dreams last night that i can remember. One was semi-lucid, seems like i knew i was dreaming but couldn't take advantage of it. The other i missed a huge dream sign.

I appear in a tall building with an open window, seems like an apartment, i start to walk towards the only door when i see a girl from my school. For some reason i decided to pick her up and I walked over to the window with her. As i do that i see two other girls that were with her and they started to scream. Seemed like I couldn't get out of the window at first because it was to small so i smashed it up a bit. I jumped out and landed at the bottom of the building in a courtyard of some kind. There were what seemed like military personal but they just watched me walk by as if nothing had happened. I came to a table where 3 very hot girls were sitting. I set the girl i was carrying down and ill leave the rest of that dream alone.

Clarity: 6/10
Lucidity: 4/10
Length: 4/10

I woke up and tried an FILD, which apparently worked but i didn't realize it.

I am somehow driving my ATV on the road and headed toward a building. Which apparently was my school but looked nothing like it, along with the huge sky-rise in the background. (I should've realized it!) I pull through some weird roundabout like thing and almost hit somebody. When i stop the bike I see that i had a trailer attached to it, who knew? Then I hear the voice of one of my teachers yell "Hey! Why cant you just ride an animal to school like the rest of us!?" The dream faded out and i woke up. All I remember other than that is some more fragments of the dream.

Clarity: 4/10
Lucidity: 0/10
Length: 3/10

Hopefully i can improve on my recall by keeping a journal! Hopefully I'll have another entry for tomorrow!

I started out in the war, I had a dream like this twice before, so somehow I knew I was dreaming and I did a nose check and it worked so I somehow teled to my house unintentionally and tried to summon somebody in my living room and failed, then went back to non lucid. (This lasted around a minute)

The night before last I had a dream that I was making a movie with a few other guys. I suggested using one of my Aunts homes as a set, even though it was crumbling. At one time it had been a mansion. It was a house I made up in my dream.

I also had a recollection of another house I had dreamed of several months ago. That house contained Hell.

A man offered his services as an artist. He started to draw to show us what he could do. He was amazing. He drew the road with the tar that goes back and forth and is used to fill in little cracks. Showed how he could make it look 3D by using perspective.

He started making these glowing green lines to come towards the viewer, and anway from the viewer in different directions using simple one-point perspective. Then he drew people who were like ghosts. They were blue-green and flew through the air wiggling like fish as if swimming towards the viewer, and they were really moving. It was like he was painting a movie.

I also saw two female figures. They were both perfect, but had different dimensions. I was judging which I preferred. I then had a moment of clarity where I thought I might be dreaming, then had a false awakening.

Some dreams I've been having lately have got me wondering about some oddities in my dreams that I'm calling "escape sequences" for now. I've been noticing patterns in some of the things that happen to me when I wake up from a dream and stay aware through the trippier third-person parts of it. I'll explain them in a bit though, first let me get the dream descriptions out.

#1 (from a couple nights ago)

I was hanging out with I, a girl I knew all through public school never once actually hung out with in real life, and we were over at her house, although it was actually the house of some family friends we have, and those family friends' dogs were even running around and jumping on counters much higher up than they'd actually be able to reach. We were eating cookies that her mom was making, and we were getting ready to go shopping for a while, but at the last second she realizes that she had something else she had to do, so she calls this imaginary girl M to come go shopping with me instead. Alrighty then.... We go out front and I gets in her car and I approach it, but then realize I'm supposed to be getting in M's car instead so I go sit in the front passenger seat while she talks to J, N, and I think O who were all just randomly standing on I's front lawn. It's raining pretty heavily through all of this, and the road we're parked on is REALLY slanted, with the car facing downhill. So I'm sitting in her Jeep, and it starts rolling forward. I reach over to the wheel and pedals to stop it and reverse back up to the house, but I accidentally overshoot it and go nearly up to the top of the hill, and while this is happening the rain clears up and it becomes bright and sunny (and totally dry ). At the top of the hill there is another "car" that is made of a disassembled mannequin, with the head at the front, an arm and a leg as the front tires, and the other arm and leg on opposite sides as the back tires, and nothing but steel bars connecting them as the body, and as I'm looking at it it flies straight up into the air! I let the car roll back down to the correct spot, and I get out of the car and explain that I just had to go up to the top of the hill to see that thing first. Then I go to the door and I's dad opens it and is pissed because he thinks that I stole M's car. I try to explain what happened and say "This is going to sound weird, and I know this is how it's supposed to be but listen.... I don't remember it starting as a dream, but... I think it was...." (Somehow, this didn't cue me into the fact that I was dreaming. ) I's dad doesn't listen and he starts strangling me to death. But as I try to explain a little more he stops and tells me that I'm dead and I'm a genius and that my story matched all the words from Romeo and Juliet AND Peter Pan exactly, after which he started ballet dancing and instead of strangling me was forcing me to dance with him, but I kept stumbling and messing up. At this time I kept flashing back and forth between this and a kind of third-person look at rows and rows of nonsense words (that basically looked like mashing the keyboard and hitting the space bar now and then) that I would try to read and get very confused by. Also while this was happening there was a strange group of people around us which at the time I perceived as dancing with us, however when I think back what they were actually doing was... they would start out staring directly in my direction, and then they would turn away and walk off or leave or something, but the motions seemed to play out in a very mechanical fashion that's difficult to properly describe. And they were all varied distances away from me, but they all started with this same demented, soulless smile on their faces. There were a good amount of them, but the only one I remember very clearly was a girl wearing glasses, a black/dark gray t-shirt, and boxers with vertical red and white stripes. Very strange....

#2 (from last night)

The fact that there were lots of houses without any locks on their doors was a big plot point in this dream, but unfortunately I forgot most of that plot because of what happened next. What I do remember is looking around at a house that I was intending to buy and being concerned about how that house also doesn't have any locks. I hear someone breaking in (more like walking in) and freak out. I hide around a corner waiting for them to walk by so I can jump at them, but when they do I leap out and get switched to a moving third-person perspective. Or, not exactly, it's more like... first-person but extremely dissociated. The guy, who looks kind of like a hipster Elvis Costello fan wearing a long, fuzzy pink leigh, laughs at me and my failed attempt. Suddenly I'm back in the same type of situation as the ballet dancing from the previous dream, only without the words or anything, just the people staring at me and then turning or walking away or whatever. The hipster guy is one of them, as is a goth girl, a girl in something resembling a black and red FOnewearl costume from Phantasy Star Online (but sluttier, and a little different), and a girl in a completely absurd black and white horizontal striped outfit with lots of feathers and something of a post-modern clown-like look, and a face painted totally white with black patterns on it. My vision slowly moved from left to right over these people, to the backdrop of some kind of game/clothes store, until it passed over a mirror and stopped right in front of my reflection, where I could see that I was one of these demented/soulless people just like the rest of them, I looked totally different from myself and was probably the most normal looking of the group, wearing mainly tight blue jeans and a pink top, but my clothes still had a decidedly trippy style to them and my face was the most soulless of them all, it felt like I was staring into the darkest part of myself, with a big evil grin on my face. My vision stopped moving when it passed over this "me", but I could see another girl to the right of me trying on a white, black, red, and green dress with leaf patterns on it, but then the store clerk (unseen) started yelling at us and we decided to book it. I woke up as that was happening. I remember that everyone in the group was talking about some drinking game while this was happening, but I don't recall any details of it. The whole thing felt extremely psychedelic.

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So, the escape sequences. The first one is the nonsense words thing, which has happened to me a good number of times. It always turns out to be very clear typing, often Times New Roman I think lol. It's always a bunch of nonsense but sometimes looks more realistic than others, and it's always third-person, and my mind just struggles to make sense of what's going on until I wake up. That's a pretty strange one. The other one, this newer one, is the turning/leaving people thing. It's really getting to me because it feels extremely alien. I can remember at least one time before where it's happened, but not in detail. I just had to point those out because I think I'll probably be dealing with them again, and I'd like to figure them out as much as possible if I can....

Alright, here are some dreams I've been too lazy to record that I've had since my last major entry, I'm finally getting them out of the way so I can post some actually interesting stuff that I'm dreaming about now. I don't remember exactly what days they happened anymore so I'm just going to number them.

#1

I was walking around college (although it looked like a fusion of my junior and senior high schools) with O but got separated from him, so I was searching around a hallway for him when Neil Patrick Harris ran up to me! I see that he's wearing a lab coat and instantly think "Oh, he must be part of the alien studies project." He grabs my wrist and starts pulling me while running so I have to run to keep up with him, and he starts talking about how they're starting some alien autopsy study where they're doing the testing on human volunteers first... for some reason. He looks back at me and says "Thanks for doing this." to which I respond "I never agreed to do anything." He ignores me and starts talking about how all of the other human volunteers they've had so far have ended up having some horrible aftereffects that I don't really remember much of, but they generally sounded terrible. He stops running so I do too, and he looks back at me and squints and just stares for a second, then says "...You'll probably be fine." We start running again as I say "Probably??" He starts explaining the mechanics of what they're doing, which I also don't remember well, but I remember him saying "I don't think this causes too much blood." (Causes too much blood? ) Then he goes on to describe how the machine they use was having some really bad malfunction in all of their previous tests as well, and there were even more terrifying things happening to the volunteers as a result of it, but after he stops talking he stops running again and stares off into the distance and says "I think they fixed that." As he was explaining that last part we had entered a science class room, and then he took me through a door in the back into a small office-like room where there was a woman in a lab coat sitting at a desk. Then he turns to me and goes "But first, I'm gonna do a magic trick! " He makes himself turn invisible, and then reaches over (but of course I don't see it) to a bowl on the desk that's filled with cherries and grapes, still on branches. He picks them up and starts tying the branches together and the woman (his assistant) says "It looks like Arby's food!" and I laugh and say "It's just cherries and grapes!" and she SLAMS her hand down on the desk, points to me with a pissed-off look on her face and yells "You have been warned!!" (I have?? ) He finishes tying branches together and I realize that he's made a dragon sculpture out of them, and he even opens the mouth and starts making screeching sounds (and of course it looks like it's doing it on its own because he's invisible). I'm laughing hysterically at this point and dropping a large number of couch pillows which suddenly appeared in my hands. He makes himself visible again and hands me a piece of paper that tells me not to be so worried about my future, and just take life as it comes.

#2

I'm teaching a class and I'm doing my best to make sure that all of the kids behave, but they're all pissed off at me for some reason and they start stealing my keys and things just to torment me for hours until they finally hand in their homework to force me to do it for them and I realize that my dad's been making extremely hard extra homework for them to make them angry so I grab my keys from them and fly out of the room so fast that I leave a trail of demonic fire in my wake. (Flying has always been my strongest dream power for as long as I can remember, in non-lucids I generally travel at a normal speed but I can go pretty frickin' fast, the first time I tired it in a lucid it was accompanied by a sonic boom and the speed was so intense that it woke me up in about a second and a half. ) I make it home and start to cuss out my dad for being so irresponsible because's he's a teacher in real life! Then I walk out to the kitchen and see my mom there and say "Oh, mom's home." Somewhat anticlimactic of an ending lol.

#3

I'm in a plane crash with a group of people that I went to public school with, although most of whom I didn't normally associate with. I remember that part of the dream because it was intense, but after that there's a lot of blurriness until the point when we're finally getting back on a new plane to go to... well, wherever it was we were headed in the first place. But still, we're understandably a little freaked out at the thought of being on a plane again. J checks his bags ahead of me and then walks off to the seats (which are conveniently located about ten feet away from where you check your luggage ), and I check mine and plan to go sit next to him but I'm told that I have to go take the seat up in the cockpit behind the pilot because I'm "being a troublemaker." I say "Damnit, does this mean I have to talk to A the whole time?" (Referring to myself in third person, literally thinking it's someone else, who I guess I'm annoyed at the thought of having to talk to. ) The guy responds "Are you serious?" and points to the cockpit. I go sit down and I'm watching out the front window. The plane is already in the air and is doing some serious loops through the sky, but it seems like a normal way to fly at the time. I watch as our view goes back and forth between the sky and the ground (we're flying REALLY low!) and at one point I look at a billboard and see the face of Charlie from Lost, although his face wasn't actually on the board... it just invoked the image so intensely in my mind that I saw it as clear as day, but it didn't actually enter the dream scenery, it was just kind of on top of it, like my mind's eye vision was exactly as clear as my normal vision... kind of hard to explain. Anyway, I'm starting to feel a little anxious and sick, so I go to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror and see if I look like I'm sick or if I'm losing color or anything like that. When I get there, I see my face literally rotting, melting off, and turning to stone (especially my neck), and the grim reaper(!) is standing behind me. And I mean really detailed, with a fiery flowing black robe and blue and black swirls of smoke and a gigantic evil-looking scythe and this aura of pure darkness. I inspect myself a little closer and say "Nah, it's probably nothing, I'm just letting myself get psyched out." I walk into the cabin instead of going back to the cockpit and everyone screams and someone points at me and yells "Fridge neck!" I start freaking out again and go "Oh no, does it look bad??" and start scratching at my neck, while everyone starts making these D: faces that start expanding to be bigger and bigger until they cover their whole faces and then their jaws starts enlarging so that the face can keep expanding (which looks really, really cartoony), and then I wake up from an adrenaline rush.

#4

O and I and some other students from our college are eating in the cafeteria of some school other than our own, and one of the guys who goes to that school starts getting really pissed off saying that we're not allowed to eat any food except from one small area, but everyone does anyway. I like messing with the guy because he's being a prick, and eventually he's so angry that he starts going on this loud, ridiculous speech, that ends up having some religious undertones, about how it's THEIR school and THEIR food and THEIR right to eat and yadda yadda yadda.... O comes over to my table and laughs at him with me while we eat our food and I browse the internet on my laptop.

#5

This one is a little fragmenty. My log starts with this first part I don't really remember much about that reads "Save the world, emotional texting with M mad at dad to not be sad for him (crying)". After that my memory starts to pick up. I was playing a game, but I had to put it on hold to drive a friend of mine (M, but a different M from the first part) back to their car in [a nearby city] so that I could get back in time for the DMT revolution. I go to the back fridge we have to get something to drink, and when I get back there there are bottles of shampoo and large, empty glass mugs on top of the fridge for some reason. I just end up staring at them confused until I wake up.

#6

Somewhere before this dream I had a dream that happened in anime format, I wish I could remember it.

I'm having a sleepover with O, M, and S. Originally it was at my grandparents' house and we were listening to dubstep and it was making me sleepy so I eventually passed out. I had a dream-in-a-dream about doing some intense dance moves with an old friend, C, in some big fancy kitchen. But it didn't last long, and soon I woke up at the slumber party again when everyone else had already fallen asleep, although the scene had changed to my house. Everyone else starts waking up and we talk about music that we heard in our dreams (mine was "Here We Go" by Bassnectar) and it starts transitioning from night to day. We hear a noise outside by the window, so I slowly creep over to the door to look but I don't see anything, but not long after that the curtains magically open by themselves and we see a creepy man peering in. o_o We all start freaking out and the man comes to the door so I open it and ask him what he wants and he says that he needs to speak to my dad and that "it's a matter of presidential importance!" O says he'll go back to tell him, and I turn back to tell the guy to hold on and close the door. I turn around again and see that O is now in the back room getting something to drink (lazy ) so I go tell my dad instead. I go to their bedroom and walk in and see that my parents are both awake, so I tell my dad he's needed and run back out to the door. When I open it I see the guy with a bomb strapped to his knee!! I run back yelling "He's a bomber, he's a bomber!" and everyone scatters and jumps down into the furthest-away-from-him corners of the house while he detonates the bomb, and I close my eyes and the sound of the explosion wakes me up.

Another fragment that I remember from right after this dream, I was sitting at my computer watching a fractal generator in action, VERY cool. I wish I remembered more!

#7

Homer Simpson takes large amounts acid, shrooms, and morning glories and possibly other things at a nighttime hippie festival by [my middle school] and I see it as I'm walking by through the park, but somewhere down the line it changes to my cat, T, doing those things at a shamanic ritual in the same place. The next day O and I are at my house, and we're talking about how T must have tripped balls, and for some reason we have a white dachshund who's a little bigger than they would normally be, but I think she was actually representing an old cat we had, because we were aware that she was female and that T didn't like her, just like that cat. But now, T went over to her and started scratching her on her stomach (standing up with his paw outstretched, like a human ) until she gets up and happily runs away, and O and I talk about how T must have been humbled by his heavy experience. I feel inspired to take some mushrooms myself, which of course appear directly under me when I reach down to grab some. The dog comes over to me all happy and starts licking my nose while I'm laying on the ground waiting for them to kick in, and I wonder if she got a contact high from T. When I stand up everything is surrounded by rainbow auras and I'm starting to get heavy tracers, after I moved my arm there were three or four copies of it in different colors and levels of transparency. I follow O, T, and the dog into the laundry room and everything is starting to feel very dreamy (heh), then when I'm starting to feel some come-up energy building I turn around and walk away, and then I got woken up by the feeling.

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And there's that! Now I can get caught up to date with my next entry.

This is amazing that I can recall this much but I can remember chunks of 3 dreams I just had.

The first
I'm at my Aunt's house and I remember it started upstairs, me and some other people playing playstation 3. We come downstairs and my Aunt keeps asking what we were doing, I swear to her we were just playing PS3 but she keeps saying "are you sure?" as if we were doing something else and trying to cover it up. I mention we were playing MGS4 kind of in an aggravated tone, because that is all we were doing.
I also remember there were these 2 asian girls there and I was showing them how to play poker and stuff. I remember one part where one of the girls is playing online and she flops a set(3 of a kind) I tell her just to check but as I'm moving my finger to the mouse she tries to click comething and we accidentally hit fold. She gets very sad and I give her a hug, I tell her next time to just check and let someone else bet, then to raise as a trap. I also remember noticing she had a lot of the same music as me on her computer, one album in particular was Nine Inch Nails "Ghosts" and I remember thinking this must be a popular album in Japan for her to have it.
I remember a later part with one of them sitting on the couch doing something and my mom commenting "she's just a kid" and I say, something like "She's Japanese, girls in Japan do things you wouldn't believe at her age." She wasn't quite a kid though I think she was probably around 18 based on the dream.
I also remember this being a really nice fancy house with a full bar in one corner. I remember thinking to offer the girls a drink, and remember seeing Oban 14 Year old (single malt scotch whisky) on the counter. Probably no relevance other than I want to try this whisky and haven't had a chance yet, and it's also known for being expensive, perhaps overpriced.

The Second
I'm in a different house with my mom and sister this time. I remember two dogs and one came over and put his head in my lap, then another would come for a while and do the same. This made the first dog(my real dog) jealous and he comes over and butts out the other dog and lays down his head in my lap. I mention this to my sister and pat the dog.

Then I remember my mom talking to some people and telling them I don't have job. I walk over and say "I'm actually a professional poker player, nice to meet you." and shake the first guys hand. When I turn to shake the other guy's hand(a black guy) I realize my hand is bandaged for some reason. 3 fingers are bandaged and something is tying them all together which makes it difficult to maneuver the hand. So I reach out to shake his hand and he gives me a weird look upon seeing my hand at first. Strangely enough, when he reaches out to shake my hand he only has a thumb and a blackened stump(like it was burned or something). First he can't reach because the arm is shorter, and I don't think he had a palm. So I reach out and grasp his stump and shake it.

The third
This may have been in the same house, but it was in the backyard outdoors in a two-story deck type thing. We are on the top floor playing volleyball(with kickballs) with the people on the bottom floor. I remember one of my friends being "tagged out" or something because of something I did, and I apologize to him, and step out from behind the sliding door and take his place on the deck promising to do a good job. Before I was only occasionally hitting balls from behind the door. I miss my first few but then remember in gym class my teacher taught us how to hit a volleyball and I use this technique and manage to hit the next few. Finally, I remember being downstairs and seeing Michael Jordan playing with us. Someone throws a basketball out and Jordan says something about basketball and how it was a coincidence that someone threw that out while he was there. Then someone knocks the basketball away and someone throws out another one. I mention to Jordan how this was "on purpose" and he says the first wasn't, but the second one probably was.
Thats it for this dream.

I remember something from an earlier dream too with Michael J. Fox and I was commenting how short he was. I said he was like 5'3 or something, but he was actually in the dream talking to me.

I'm glad to see my dream recall is improving, probably because I woke up 15 minutes before the alarm clock was supposed to ring and had time to think about it.

Before bed last night I decided I would chug some apple juice, a know vividity supplement. I only remember one dream from last night but if my perception of time in the the dream was accurate it lasted about an hour. I was in the game Mass Effect 2 and we had crashed on a cold and snowy planet, I was guided by a rugged man in his late 50's. We found a crashed spaceship and decided to explore it. It was drafty in the inside, the first room we entered was large and done shaped. In the midlle of the room was a large engine. My guide said that this was an older engine model and the energy waves that it put out temporarily altered human brain waves (it was an alien vessel). He said the effects of the enigine where not harmfull at all, they were in fact enlightening. The different engine settings (I believe there were five) each brought you to a higher level of conscious existence. With each change of the motor came a new emotion along with other sensory input that can't be put into words. By the 5th cycle I was in a complete sensory overload yet I had complete inner peace. A bright light filled my field of vision and I was transported to the door of a warehouse where a gun battle was under way. I watched as the battle ensued until I woke up.

first LUCID - flying at home

I'm in a class sitting on the table listening to the teacher. My phone rings and I try to turn it off but it won't turn off. I try everything, silence my phone, go in settings, turn off my phone. Nothing works. It just rings and rings it's so annoying. I am surprised no one in class or the teacher has complained. After some time of fiddling around with it I just give up and try to hold it silent and listen to class.
I wake up in bed and realize I was dreaming and that sound was my alarm clock. I pick up my phone and try to turn off my alarm. It feels like i did. I remember my dad lost his key so I take my key and go to the door. I lock it from the inside. I go to the kitchen my dad is there. I walk in the living room and sit on the couch. Keeni is siting here. My phone is sill on me and it rings again like the alarm clock. I take it out of my pocket and look at it and again I begin looking for ways to silence it, again. I try everything, I think back to my dream...this is exactly how I think- "technology doesn't work in dreams why didn't I realize it" ... "maybe I'm still dreaming" I put my hand to my nose, plug it an take a deep breath. I breathed in....I can't believe it. I breathe again. It works. I get up and try again...it works! phone in hand, still ringing I'm lucid. Such excitement fills me i strike a pose and begin to create an energy ball with all my passion. No ball is created. After a couple of seconds I realize I should isolate myself Keeni is watching. I run out through the living room, kitchen (my dad is trying to make fun of my energy ball attempt he saw), i dont care i run through the hallway back in my room, close the door. It's about morning as it should be . g is at school. My phone is still ringing. I stand around thinking how to use this time. I put the phone in the drawer to not hear it so much. I feel the stability of the dream, last time it ended by now this time it didn't feel like it would end any time soon. I walk over to where there is some space in the room at the edge of the bed. "it's time to levitate" I look down at my feet and start to levitate. It works instantly. I raise up slowly and fly around the room back and for a couple times. I can't believe this. I run out of the room back in the kitchen. His still there "look what I can do" I levitate above the table. I think he grumped something about it being wrong. I didn't care. I told him not to bother me and went back in the room and closed my door. I wanted to try flying with my body parallel to the ground now. I flew up and with my body parrellel flew to the window. Its so easy. a couple of times as I would look out the window I would consider flying out there but I thought maybe I'm to inexperienced yet it's so high up...fear of falling...I was right by the window parrallel to the floor in the middle of the room with my hands stretched out in front of me from the short flight I just took from the door to the window.

I start to feel my body in bed. I can hear the phone. I realize that it's my real alarm clock that allowed all this to happen. I lay silently again in darkness like last time. When I'm fully shure the dream is gone I open my eyes. I turn off my alarm.

Im laying in bed as I was when I was awake a few seconds ago. My uncle comes in my room and sits on the chair he begins telling me about his story from the evening before. I stand from bed and walk to the bottom edge of it. As we're talking I turn my head and look outside. I see the view out the window shift very quickly up then down kinda like tr bulding is falling but smoothly and I float up into the air and I hear water. I FEEL density, not like in a dream but real life. In the moment that I'm floating up I realize this is way to real and unreal at the same time I must be dreaming!!! I get to excited I'm not sure if this is a dream or real life but judging by the realness and density I assume it's a lucid. After what seems like 3 or 4 seconds I feel it fading and I am in bed again right as I was before my uncle came in the room. I don't move. I'm very excited that I felt lucid for a few seconds and I Allow myself to fully return and get up from bed. It was like nothing I ever felt because so much happened in those few seconds.

I took GM 4mg and extra 300mg choline at 2.23am, when I woke up from first dream.

4.30am - I'm checking out a nice silver and black rifle with scope. There is a box of ammo for it,too. Bullets are silver, with ornamental openings on the shells. Pretty. This is first time, when I have ammo for my weapons. Sueet.

Then I got up at 7.10am and WBTB at 8.15am.

What happened next, I can only describe as the best night/morning, since october 1st, when I started with LDing.

I didn't have any LDs,

but had first true geometrical HH, very pretty, clean, crisp.

Next, I had some elements of WILD - I felt the "headrush" - falling head first, while watching white stars streaking by my head on a dark blue background, like in hyperspace. That happend, when from beginning of SP I felt like my feet are floating upwards, so I just imagined, that my had must be going downwards (I had this feeling once before, so I was just recalling that feeling - last time it resulted in DEILD).

Next headrush was when I had a dream that I'm trying to wake up and I'm looking at my room, but from different perspective, as if from the other end of the room, not from my bed. I "saw" my room through eyelids, tried to open my eye but couldn't, I figured it's SP and went for a WILD. [On second thought - this could have been a FA - I should have gotten up - now I kick myself for missing it] I felt like my whole body got lifted up 10 inches of the bed and again I pushed my head down for a "headrush".

I had my first true "body shakes" - insane feeling, then I watched a sped-up video in black&white, of family at christmas time - at the dinner table, at the christmas tree. I saw every detail. Hairstyles and clothing like from 70' or 80', I saw faces and everything in the most detailed details. Then I saw dark canvas with purple words saying JA? JA? which is German for yes? and I was saying yes, yes, to the dream, take me.

Last night was an epic night for me. I had several WBTB's, 3 of which were lucid dreams. My lucid powers are limited; I can fly and pass through objects (easy), and have sexual encounters (luckily). I'm a guy, so I did what I could. Female viewers may not want to read.

Criminal: Part 1

I was driving my truck. I came upon two gangsters lying down in the middle of the road fighting one-another. One had a machine gun, the other--I don't know.

They were right in front of me when my dream started, so I ended up running over them. I didn't think that was so bad as they were both bad people and I couldn't really help it--but I thought it might implicate me somehow.

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WBTB

I had low lucidity right away. I remembered a theme of passing through objects from a recent post, and a dream that followed that post. I saw a door and decided to pass through it to be with a woman. I did pass through the door and ended up in an empty room. The floors were filthy and old, and the rest of the room that I could see was also filthy. I decided any woman I would find there would be disgusting and so I decided to leave.

Blackness

WBTB

I was in a nice restaurant. There was a lady with family in a round booth. I wondered if I was dreaming because I wanted the woman and am hesitant to just take her in case I wasn't dreaming. I went ahead and took her hand. I got no resistance from the family.

I took her away and headed towards the bathroom. That was no good, so I turned to my left and there was a real room. I was with a beautiful blonde. I forget exactly what I did with her, but it was pretty nice.

I woke up, and as proscribed, I move around a lot. Nevertheless...

WBTB

I saw a lady with dark, wavy, gelled hair. She was kind of average, and kind of really cute. She was petite. I took her to a room--or we just ended up in one, and I started having my way with her. She was my most successful of the night. First, I felt her relatively small breasts (A full hand-full). I usually don't feel them so memorably, so this was nice. I surprised myself even in my dream. I then penetrated her vaginally and orally. Again, I was surprised at my success.

WBTB

I was with a strawberry blonde woman, again--petite and with wavy, gelled hair. In waking life, I don't have a thing for gelled hair so, IDK?

This was really weird. I wanted to feel her breasts also, and she started to take her shirt off reading my mind, though I told her to take her pants off. She immediately did. She looked horrified. Knowing it was a dream, I continued,

I started looking for her opening. She reached behind her and unscrewed a bed-post. She was going to hit me over the head. I told her she better not and she stopped. I kept trying, but could never find her hole.

I decided to...dangle myself on her face. I did, but I didn't feel it too much.


Criminal: Part 2

I was driving down the road with someone in my truck. He was a police type. I thought that he would notice clues to my involvement in the hit-and-run from the first dream I remember. I tried to act calm, and not give anything away.

We passed a movie scene as it was being shot. There were 2 guys at a dumpster, one giving another a shot from a hypodermic needle found in the dumpster. This was going to transmit a disease to the man receiving the shot.

I recognized the movie that was being shot as one that I had seen in the movies already (?), so I yelled out to the guys to let them know I was in on the whole thing. I wanted to yell out what was playing out, but then I didn't want to give the movie away, so I changed what I wanted to say so I wouldn't give it away to anyone (?), "I hope there isn't a biscuit on that!'

The movie I was think about was Contagion.

As I turned away from that scene in my truck, I saw a bicycle that looked like cheap art made from random pieces of scrap metal that could make a bike, and someone couldn't resist making it into a bike. It had a strange patch of gray hair on top of the handle bars as if it were an old bike (?).

My kids woke me up to go to a school Christmas function at that point.

I've been slacking off on my lucid dreaming lately, so to get back into the swing of things I've decided to actually start using this dream journal instead of letting it sit around collecting metaphorical dust.

My last two lucid dreams:

10/15/11
[Missing the Bus]
Upon coming out of the school and realizing that I have missed the bus, I become lucid and decide to take a little walk down Main Street to see what might come up. It is a beautiful, overcast, rainy afternoon with no one in sight-- just as I like it. I talk to myself to say lucid while I make note of the similarities and differences of Dream Main Street from Real Main Street. Enjoying the peaceful walk, I am a bit dismayed when fear seeps through me from the very air itself and I notice I creepy girl standing ahead of me in the empty street. She is chanting in a sing-song voice, "Twilight! Sunshine! Twilight! Sunshine!" She approaches me and stops a few inches away, still chanting. Clearly, she's psychotic.

I ignore the irrational fear and decide to have a bit of fun. "Hey, take it easy," I tell her soothingly, pulling her into an embrace. "It'll be alright." I see sanity return to her eyes,and I can't help myself: I press a gentle kiss to her lips. When she kisses me back, I push her against the wall of the store we're standing near, and we begin making out. After a few moments, however, she stops me. Apparently I have done something to anger her in the past, and she isn't yet ready to forgive me. In a rage, she nearly forces me to wake up.

*darkness, but I manage to bring the dream back*

It is sunny now, somewhat to my dismay, but despite the sudden scene change I am still lucid. Now I am walking with two companions along a grassy path, somewhere out in the country. The girl is still prevalent in my thoughts... I MUST find her again! Maybe if I hadn't been mooning over some non-existant person, I might have noticed the earth giant before he noticed us.

His huge leafy head slowly rises from the hill where he was sleeping, his mean eyes narrowed right at us. Oh, crap. "Run!" I shout, doing my best not to trip over the unstable ground.

Knowing I can't outrun him, I hide in some dense undergrowth and then sprint into the main forest as soon as the coast is clear.

After I take interest in some strange little paths that stretch through the woods, a narrator begins saying some stuff that I'm not really paying attention to. Once more, I'm having fun just exploring. Then I catch the narrator saying something along the lines of, "But little did she know, she was about to encounter the dreaded Mask People." Wait, what? Mask people? That's when I see them: little hairy creatures dressed in brown robes and creepy masks, each carrying a staff with some kind of animal skull on it. I freeze in my tracks, doing my best not to make any noise, because I have an innate understanding that the Mask People are blind.

I decide to mess with them. I let out a sudden bloodcurding scream, and a few of them are so startled that they fall to their butts on the forest floor. I laugh hysterically at my little prank, until they begin to get aggressive. "Wait, I'm not going to hurt you," I say. "I'm a friend." Somehow appeased, their leader gives me a skull like the ones on their staves. I follow them and eventually meet back up with my companions.

It isn't long before I find that girl again, in some dream city, but she keeps running away from me. As I am searching for her again, I pass by a huge church that has a big electronic sign in which my name is scrolling by in big yellow letters. Maybe she's in there. I open the door and immediately see that this is no ordinary church. A service is taking place in which everyone is wearing some kind of disturbing mask-- not like the mask people, whose masks looked like tikis, but intricate masqurade masks resembling demons and evil creatures. I notice that the preacher, who is not wearing a mask, closely resembles Pan from Pan's Labyrinth.

I'm intrigued, but I ignore all of this when I see the girl in a long procession on the staircase, headed to one of the lower rooms. I leap over the banister and stop her, holding on to her arm. Some of her sanity has left again; she is going off on a crazy rant that I am not really listening to because her eyes are changing color like a kaleidoscope. "Such beautiful eyes..." I think to myself.

*there is a lapse in time, but somewhere along the line the girl has officially started trying to kill me*

I run with my companions up the hill to some beautiful houses. But horror fills us--- we've arrived at HER house. Great.

I confront her again, but suddenly realize that my friends have guns and are going to shoot her. "NOOO!" I yell and pounce on her, knocking us both to the ground. I end up taking all the bullets, which wakes me up.

11/18/11
[Alice in Terrorland]
I am with my mom and my brother to begin with, on a search for Alice Liddell, who is in some sort of trouble. We travel down a staircase into the basement of an old church where we come across a very formidable looking door. My mom tries to open it. "It's locked," she tells me.

Suddenly I "remember" that I have had this dream before. (It was a false memory; I've definitely never dreamed anything like this). "This is the Door Master's door. You need his key to open it. It should be in your pocket," I inform her. Just as she finds the key, the Door Master appears behind us. He is basically a giant key with eyes, arms and legs, who is very alarmed when he sees what we are about to do. "HURRY UP AND OPEN IT," I yell as the Door Master sprints toward us. We go through the door and slam it behind us so he can't follow.

Now we are in a long hallway with hundreds of different doors and passageways. I have been in this sort of place before; if we don't get proper directions, we'll be lost in here for ages. Shaking off my feelings of foreboding, I walk confidently onward, somehow aware of the general direction we should be traveling. After a while, I spot a familiar door. "What ever you do," I warn my companions (who are no longer my mom and brother; they are now an old friend of mine and a cat), "do NOT go through that door. I made that mistake last time." (Yet another false memory.)

All of a sudden, the Door Master is sprinting in front of us, going off to alert someone of our presence. "Wait!" I shout and begin to chase after him. "We need you to help us find Alice!!!" I follow him for a while, but then I spot Alice just as she darts through one of the doors. A strange woman stops us as we approach.

"You'll need to memorize this rhyme before you go any further," she tells us. "It will save your life." She then proceeds to recite a very ominous poem, which I have unfortunately forgotten. Something about "A terrible place called Wonderland." My friend memorizes it quickly, so we enter the house of Alice Liddell.

Her parents are standing in the kitchen when we walk in. "She's in her bedroom," Mrs. Liddell informs us, pointing to the far end of the house. As we head that way, I notice Alice's older sister. She is a tall, beautiful young woman with pale skin and reddish-blond hair, wearing an old-fashioned dress. She smiles at me when we pass.

Just when we reach Alice's bedroom, I "remember" that her sister is insane. Whirling around, I manage to throw up my arm right as she stabs a knife at me. The blade sinks painfully into my arm. Suddenly in a sort of berserker mode, I grab the knife and psychotically stab it into her stomach again and again and again until she falls to the floor, dead. Then, I plunge the knife into her back "for good measure," before taking it and following my friends into the bedroom.

Alice, an 8 or 9 year old girl with black hair and sullen looking eyes, is sitting on her bed, waiting for us. "You're not my friends anymore," she says in the creepy, monotonous voice of someone who is possessed. "You're not my friend and you're not my friend and you're not my friend," she points at each of us as she speaks. That creature has taken her soul, I realize, preparing for the worst. "But you know who IS my friend? HE is!!!!" The closet door bursts open------------

Just as my alarm goes off and wakes me up.

This is about a wonderful dream I had last night. I wasn't lucid (wish I had been), but it was great all the same.

I went on a date with a beautiful girl, I don't know who she was but she was beautiful. She had long blonde (almost more white looking) hair and a pretty face. I don't remember what the date was like, I think we went to a drive in movie, but I can't say for sure. The most vivid part was the end of the dream when we had a little conversation.

"I had a great time." she said

"Really? Good." I said (relieved that she had fun, I've never taken a girl out before.)

Then we just stood and looked each other for a moment. Her eyes were beautiful, sparkling in the dark. Then, like I didn't want her to go, I hugged her. Grabbed her and hugged her. After a few seconds I let her go. She seemed shocked that I hugged her, and soon I felt that I had done the wrong thing. But, to my complete surprise, she giggled and hugged me. Then she walked away......

I only hope that I'll see her in another dream again. That's why I must become lucid!

I'm not sure whether this thing that happens to me is a gift, or just my imagination, but either way I need to see if it sounds believable or not.
I sometimes have these dreams-no- visions, that some times depict future memories. If you read my last post you'll understand what I might be rambling on about.
I never see anything major, just like a replay of something that happened to me only in the future. It's never very distant, only a week to a week and a half, but never the less, accurate to everything in the dream.
At first I though I was going insane, but then a few months ago something else began to happen. I would get these sudden migraines in small areas of my head. At first, I thought it was for no reason or a side effect of listening to my headphones loudly, but then I began to notice something. I noticed that when I got a migraine I would start seeing everything from the dream, except it was happening in real life!
I don't really see this as being deemed "Psychic" but it's does seem abnormal. In any event, I will try to look into this more and see what an official title would be for this "ability."
Until then I'll keep posting my dreams!

The Beautiful Fall: (non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking in what looks like an abandon area in what I believe is in Rhode Island. The sky is shining bright baby-blue, and there isn't a cloud in sight. I'm in a clearing that is in the woods with a large road on my right. There are no cars driving on the road. There are multiple sets of rusted train tracks on the ground that are covered with orange and red leaves. The trees are all filled with this red foliage, and general scene is peaceful. I notice that a train is approaching on one of the train tracks. The train has normal train cars, but they are all missing tops. There is a person in on the front of the train. He asks me if I would like a ride, I say "yes" and hop onto one the seats.

The train starts to move. I don't feel the train moving, but I can see that the scene is changing. After awhile of peaceful driving, the train stops again and I get off. The man is no longer on the train. I see that there is another train that is parked, just like the other one with the missing top- but the train tracks it is on are different. After about 100 yards, the tracks go straight up into the air. I can't see where the stop, so it would appear that they are very high in the air. I get onto this new train, and it starts to move at a very high speed. It shoots up into the air on the tracks, and it is still gaining speed. The train gets high enough that I am now in space and have left the beautiful baby-blue background of the sky. The train finally starts to slow down. As it is slowing down, it is moving off the tracks ever so slightly. When it comes to a complete stop, it does a backflip- and I'm now looking down onto Earth. The train starts to fall- and as it falls it gets back onto the tracks. I try to look at Earth and see what is going on, but the train is moving so fast now that I can't see.

I don't know if I'm in a new dream on not- but I'm falling, and then peacefully land on the ground in a new area that I haven't seen before. The trees are still in vibrant color like that last scene when I was in on the ground. I notice that I'm on a small island that is the middle of a small pond. I walk around and see that there are black and red water snakes swimming over different areas of the pond. I can see the bottom of the pond, as it can't be much deeper than 5 feet in the deepest areas. The water is crystal blue and looks beautiful as the reflection of the different ripples of water can be seen on the light brown bottom.

I continue to walk and start to walk through the water. I reach another small island that I didn't see before. I walk on the small beach it has until I reach the other side of the island. There is a man and a woman playing in the water and splashing each other. This makes me really happy to see them happy and playing, then the woman accidentally splashes a snake on the man. They both start to freak out and slash in the water even more- although now it's not playful splashing. Even though this seemingly scary event just happened, the dream still has a happy and peaceful mood. I continue to walk and just walk past the couple until I reach the shore of the pond. There is a rusted gate that appears to lead to some kind of industrial complex that looks abandon. As I approach the gate, the sun starts to shine even brighter than it was shining before. Everything goes white, and I open my eyes to my room with the windows open and the sun shining in.