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Wednesday, June 22nd

I. “Scared of Doing”

This dream takes place in another unfamiliar location. What really stands out to me about this one is the fact that I am coherently reading music off of a sheet of paper. The lines make sense and everything, meaning that this is a composition that occurred inside my head without my conscious effort. The strange thing is, in the dream it is Joe Chambers (who I am incredibly fortunate to be studying with) that wrote this tune. Unfortunately I can’t remember it, only that the changes are similar to Charlie Parker’s “Donna Lee.” I am trying to solo over it on a piano, and while I cannot follow the chord tones of the II-V’s very well (I’m not a piano player so that’s not surprising) I am playing stuff in F minor over mostly the whole thing (Donna Lee starts off in Ab Major so this is actually plausible) and that works over a lot of it. My part is a harmony part; the part Joe is playing is the melody. T.S is sitting behind me and has my same part.

I think the task in the dream is that everybody present in the room has to try and play over it. After I’m done, K.M (somebody I have not talked to, come into contact with or even thought about in at least 4 years) comes up to me and asks how soloing over changes works. I don’t remember my explanation but it seems inadequate. M.B is sitting next to me, and turns to me and says “You know what it is? I think she is scared of doing.” I'm not sure whether or not I understand the meaning of that.

The end of the dream is J, a classical vocal major, trying to do the same thing and having a huge amount of trouble. She very quickly becomes frustrated and lets out a whole string of ‘fuck this’s and ‘fuck that’s.

I go to my recent ex's ("N") house for something important. When I get there, a lot of people are there, which is unusual in waking life. I see a blunt on the ground, partially ruined. I also see a glimpse of a girl, "D," on the couch with N and a few other people. This upsets me and I feel awkward so I run out of the house, grabbing the blunt as I leave. When I get to my car, a bunch of "white-trash" people in their crappy cars pull in and start driving all around me so I can't get out of the driveway. I have a feeling that they are D's family members in the car. I honk my car horn in an effort to get them to let me out. At the point a car hits me and a huge, bald man gets out and tries to burn me with a cigarette and hit me. I try to call the cops but for some reason I am unable to.

Later, I am camping and we are on a back road riding in the flat bed of a truck. The road is very bumpy. One of my friends/ex-coworker, "J," is there and talks to me telepathically. I am taken aback and interested. Just then, we hit a bump and another friend/ex-coworker of mine (from he same job as J) falls on me and I am torn from the internal conversation.

The house is infested with biting gnomes. The run around frantically and chomp down, HARD, on your legs. I go to school and we are forced to write out dreams in a journal there. My ex boyfriend, "N," doesn't to the assignment out of laziness. At home, my mom tells me I have half a soul, one half I got from her and the other is potential soul from my dad. (The situation between my dad and I never really bothers me, my parents split what I was about 7 and I still see my dad.)

I am at work topless (I'm a female). I am drinking a ton of soda, juice, and water.

How adorable. I'm caring for a BUNCH of baby white mice. My friend, "LL" gave me the mice in our art class we are taking together in my dream (we never actually attended the same school, let alone took any classes together). The mice are on the counter while I clean their cage. One of them runs away and falls into the garbage disposal and my mom does nothing to save it except turn on the disposal and kill it. I SCREAM at her and am mortified (this is exactly how I would respond in real life too, I love animals)! During all of this I am living in a creepy apartment with a few "typical teenage" guys who always eat all my food.

Later I am at class in my college. We are doing this weird bathroom project and we are all crammed in the restrooms. I start to feel like I will faint in the bathroom and I have to lie down on the floor in the college hallway.

Later, LL draws me a picture of Taylor Lautner (the "warewolf" from Twilight, mid you I have no interest in this) for me to turn in as a project for our class since I slept in. He has a really long pointer finger in the picture. LL and I are doing some photography for the class after this and I touch a pot of flowers and they turn frosty and die. Then I revive them by kissing them.

Later, my mom gives me a folder with something in it and a lady comes by and staples a CD ROM to the folder.

I'm at a strange party with my friend, "M." It is outside around a MASSIVE jungle-gym/play-set/swing-set type thing. There are secret rooms in the play-set and most of the people at the party are fat black ladies. M takes a shower she finds in a secret room and I want to take one too but I can't find the same shower she used and she won't show me where it is. The only shower I find is behind a broken water bed you have to walk through to get to the shower which I do not want to do. I end up not taking any showers and am sober at the end of the night due to my extensive shower search and no alcohol consumption.

This is an old Harry Potter dream that I had which dates back to [I]October 12th, 2009[/I]. I thought it was quite funny since I'm usually not this violent. So here it is:

(ps:keep in mind that I was only 15)

<< I had this dream where I got another iPod touch. Okay now to my reparo dream. I dreamt that I was at the entrance of my house and Peter Pettigrew was trying to kill me so I had this knife, slit his stomach and cut his head off but in doing that, my left leg split open so I had to keep saying "reparo" to fix it. Then I walked out of my house and met these other witches/wizards and we were on a hunt for an evil wizard. Next, I don't know where they went but I was in this land called Arcadia and Dumbledore was with me and we were in this kitchen with the evil wizard! Dumbledore then turned into a dog and the evil wizard was trying to lure hiim with treats so I had to do the same. He was going to the evil side and I couldn't stop him. Then, I woke up. >>

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Dream Lucid Awake

I wake up after 5 hours and do a 20 min WB2B. I take a Galantamine + Choline pill, right before falling asleep

Riding in the passenger seat of my friend tom's car. We are heading down a two lane road with trees and bright green fields all around us. I ask tom if I can put on a book on tape about serial killers/ghost stories. He says it's fine. We put the tape on and as we listen about this evil woman who haunts families and kills children Tom starts freak out.

We pass over a rickety two lane bridge and then he makes a U-turn. He starts driving fast in the other direction and I ask him what's going on. He won't talk and I ask him where he's going. He drives the car off of the road and down by the river under the bridge. He looks very freaked out. I tell him that this is only a book. That's when I realize that this is a dream. I take a deep breath and I'm ok.

The dream fades to black and I'm back in my body.

I hold still til I DEILD and I'm back in the car with tom. He's still freaking out quietly and staring at the steering wheel. I tell him we can turn off the book and ask him if it's ok if I drive. We walk around the car and I get in the driver's seat. I ask him if this is one of those flying cars and he says of course. I push a button in the center console and say "this is the lift off button right?" he says sure. The car goes up on the air and I get excited. I fly around in the car for a while and pull a couple of barrel rolls.

I see a cute girl on the ground standing by her boyfriend and I think I'd like to make out with her. As I go to land near her I misjudge and accidently land on top of her. The guy starts yelling at me and I'm like "oh Shit" and pull the car back up into the air and fly away again. I land outside of a small corner shop. The shop is like an all old timey wooden seven eleven. Two girls and a guy are inside.

I walk in and kiss one of the girls. She pulls back disgusted like what the fuck are you doing? I grab her shirt by the collar and tear it in half. She has blue flower pasties over her nipples and I pull them off. The guy pulls me around and takes a swing at me. I see it coming in slow motion matrix style and dodge it. I punch at him but my swing is in slow motion and when it hits him it's too slow to do any damage. I look at the other girl and she winks at me. I take her shirt off and I wake up.

I am living with Jack Black and I something happens were not getting along. I think maybe he has physiological problems. My mom comes I talk to her about it. Then I go outside and find him tied up. We have to go get the guy that did it.
Something happens at this point I realize I am dreaming.
I find myself in a large room of people. I am walking down the hallway to go in the room and I am telling myself I am dreaming. I feel my hand rub together and I think I should do something funny to scare all the people. I decide to hover and fly in and. I make my face as distorted and scary as I can imagine. I feel my teeth grow huge fangs. I fly in and make an inhuman roar. EVERYONE in the room screams and runs away. The room is totaly empty. I think geez I guess I over did it. I laugh. I walk around the building. And realize I am in a mega church. Everyone everywhere has ran away.
Then the dream shifts and I find myself in the middle of some church play. Its confusing. I see people from tx that I haven seen in years. I am walking down the hallway again and I remember I am dreaming.
I remember that I decided to create a light-saber. I look at my hand but its empty. I keep trying to imagine a light-saber hilt. nothing. I see a mirror and try again. The room gets dark and I see myself with a red light-saber. I twirl it and spin it around like in the movies with all the sound effects. Then I see someone else come at me with a green light-saber. We clash for a moments. The figure fades away then back. It has no light-saber. I wonder where it went. I guess it threw it. I hear it coming. I put my light-saber hover my head behind my back. I deflect the figures light-saber at the last second. Then I force throw my own light-saber at the robbed figure. I see mine past right through with no damage. Like it was a ghost. I see him clearly now. It is a dark skinned man with a green and white robe. He is just standing there calmly with arms crossed in a very sage like stance. I see my light saber return to me but I realize I have no idea how to catch it without getting injured. I see the blade pass through me. There is no pain or sensation. Everything goes black. Death by my own light-saber. What a shame.;)

Well, last night was certainly interesting. I had one lucid dream, (that dragged on and may have been followed by a second dream with moments of lucidity -- I'm not sure if there was a split or the two were the same dream). I had another dream which was not lucid, but had a strong emotional impact on me, one of the stronger ones I've felt in what dreams I can think of.


#1004:
Date: June 20th, 2011
Length: 8 minutes

I was downstairs in my house. It was dark, very early morning (say, 2 AM or so). I was near the kitchen, and my mom was also there, though I don't recall what she was doing really. After a few moments of idling about, I recognized one of my strong dream signs -- darkness. This caused me to do the ever-reliable nose plugging reality check: as usual, I was able to breathe through my nose even though it was plugged.

It took me a few moments to realize that I could actually breathe and that it meant I must be dreaming, but I became lucid. I had intended the day before to have dream sex, so I won't go into the details, but needless to say it happened: I don't quite remember how I got to the place where I found the person I was looking for, something with a phonecall.

After the sex I did not wake up, but instead went along with another woman to some strange room which slowly morphed into a movie theater. Before entering, she shot out a camera on the ceiling with a gun.

(Lucidity around this point was tenuous, kind of came and went as far as I recall, so I'm switching colors) A bunch of people walked into the room, apparently to see the movie. The woman I was with suddenly turned hostile, and tried to stab me with a bizarre syringe that contained a sort of liquefied or powdered metal alloy. I pushed her away, and left the theater.

Here the dream, and my recall, becomes blurry. I think everything went black, but eventually I found myself outside in a dark, snowy place. I think I was lucid at this point, and I tried to stabilize the dream. Eventually a sort of city formed around me. I remember trying to experience the whole environment, focusing on things like trees and the snow to really make the dream as vivid as possible. Soon people were gathering around me, and my brother was also there. I think a sort of plaza with a statue was created around me, or at least I ended up there. I unfortunately don't recall much more than that, I think I woke up around that point.


#1005:
Date: June 20th, 2011
Length: 6 minutes

I was at a party which was basically a meeting of a lot of old friends of mine. At the beginning of the dream I was sitting on some kind of bench, looking in the distance as most of my old friends were getting food at a barbeque and caught up. I was, for some reason or another, anxious to actually go see them and say hello after a long time of not having seen them.

Finally everyone sort of dispersed, and I went to the barbeque to get a hot dog. There was a girl there, and at first I thought she was someone I vaguely knew as a freshman in high school. Looking fairly neutral at first, she offered me a hot dog, and I took it. After a few moments, though, I sat down and we began an intense conversation. I was apprehensive and unsure of myself, while she seemed fairly upset, at least at first.

She told me that she had only two questions for me. The first was why I had never really reached out to her after we went our separate ways. She was obviously hurt and a little angry about this. Trying to be compassionate but also puzzled by how she was acting, I explained to her that I didn't feel like I ever really knew her that well, and so I didn't feel the need to continue talking when we weren't in the same school anymore. She seemed really surprised by my response, and I suddenly realized that she was not the person I thought she was (I think her appearance in fact changed between the two people as the dream went on).

She was not some vague acquaintance from high school, but a good friend from before that. I felt terrible, apologized and explained that I had confused her for someone else. I then tried to explain, and figure out for myself, why I hadn't tried to get back into contact with her. The conversation continued like this for quite a while, and over time we seemed to rekindle that old friendship and I started feeling true compassion for her, and regretted not having talked with her for this long. On her side, she seemed less angry than before, and more understanding.

Finally, with most bridges mended, she reached her second question: something along the lines of "Would you consider going out with me?" This sort of blew me out of the water. It was unexpected and surprising, especially with how the conversation had started and how we didn't "really" know each other anymore. But I realized we were actually quite similar, she attracted me, and I felt a connection with her. At the same time, this was all really sudden, and feelings aside, did we really know each other anymore?

She sensed my hesitation, but I didn't want her to think I was rejecting her, because I didn't want to. I think I said something along the lines of: "Well, I would definitely not say 'no.'" This was my way of saying that I definitely felt something between us, but was sort of confused at the whole situation and how quickly it all happened. She seemed pretty satisfied with the response, and we continued talking until it was clear we would at least give a shot at some sort of relationship. I took her hand and my mind raced as I thought of what was happening, and how she somehow seemed to be the perfect fit for me. It seemed too good to be true, but I was firmly decided on at least giving it a shot. Despite my few doubts, I felt an overall sense of immense peace and hopefulness.


What it all means I suppose is for me to decide: I think I will remember this dream for a long time though. It is really sort of a plain/mundane dream in content or plot and may seem kind of cheesy on the surface, but I felt so many strong, genuine and varied emotions throughout it. Truly amazing what the dreaming mind can do.

June 21, 2011


Introduction


When I first came to DV I knew I was bored with my dreaming life and needed to focus on it to find some kind of solution. I have had some interesting experiences because of DV but still I felt an emptiness to it all. Then I realized recently I needed a challenge. This virtually impossible since I am all but god in my dreams, totally invulnerable but also with no challenges. Yes DC’s threaten me but I dispatch with them with so little effort it is barely amusing. Then I saw The Green Lantern movie the other day and I realized that like in the movie I needed not a physical threat to overcome but a psychological challenge, fear, I needed to overcome any fears I may have. I was not sure what those fears might be but I was about to find out.


A little Green Lantern vid to show you some of the basics.

I went to bed a little late at about 1:45 and as usual for this past month worked on my presleep visual imagery of Cerebro from the X-men but mine is a little different. I have gotten to some great visualizations that actually make my head feel almost disconnected and Cerebro is to help me focus on my abilities and grow them and somehow it’s working my subconscious has been extremely active lately. I completed some mental exercises through the Cerebro exercise and fell asleep during this as usual.



Type: Horror/Battle.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 and later Lucidity: 1 23 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I'm at a stadium high up in a glassed in level the last rows of spectators on the top. I can’t see anything from this height but there are people sitting around outside this area some of them are sitting on the roof facing the city and parking lot below. (It is early in the night and dreams are chaotic at this point and I fully realize that and have not only gotten used to it but have become at peace with this, I no longer expect “reality” in such early night dreams. Maybe its just me but everything I have heard about REM sleep is crap, I dream nearly all night.) One of the men, a young guy about 20 years old stood up and I wondered what he was doing. Then he stumbled a bit and almost fell off the very top of the stadium.


“Hey did you see that? That guys nuts.” I said to the guy sitting next to me. I shook my head but it was just a dream.

Then the guy standing on top of roof of the stadium caught some clothesline rope around his neck and floated up into the air and even into our glassed in area that’s when I could see he was dead. I felt sad that the poor guy was dead now.



He floated around the back of our seats but when he came around my left hanging in the air, his face was bloody. It wasn’t that his face had blood on it but it was a lot of caked on blood in a gooey mass of blood partially dried, like he had fallen and his brains and blood pooled and dried on his face. I have seen worse I’ve seen actual autopsies (and actually think they are amazing) but here was this guy who had his whole life ahead of him and now its so sad and discussing.



My lucidity kicked in and I was outraged at being so upset in the dream.
I realized I was already upset and thought how I could turn back or erase the past.

“See that right here?!” making a circle with my fingers over the whole upsetting scene. “Get rid of that!”


“No.” I heard in an evil villain voice.


Despite the disembodied voice, the defaced suicidal dead man was gone replaced by a burn spot like when old films burned to a blackness of a burn spot.



“Then where should it go?”


A man looking like the Anonymous logo
but with an all white featureless face appeared in the air about 15 feet away over the burn spot in the dream that I had created.


“Back into the body” He said.

I needed to protect my body from whatever this negativity was!


All of a sudden the man turned into a cloud like in The Green Lantern (TGL) of yellow and smoke and thrusted out attacking me!



SWOOSH!


It happened so unexpectedly fast I instinctively formed a shield up again like in TGL! I saw it so clearly, the transparent shield and I could feel through my mind the force of the fear on the other side trying to break through. The fear was a thing and it was trying to make me fear it and it was working. All my fears kicked into over drive, can I defend against this thing, how long could I hold out? I could actually feel its distance from me!



SWOOSH!

It attacked again part thought part terror. I summoned light sabers but it only defended and did not do anything to it. I felt myself being pushed back in a panic but I resisted by keeping my mind busy on the battle.



I realized I was no longer in the dream state but was still being attacked by whatever this is! What is going on here? How long could this go on?


SWOOSH!


The cloud of yellow fear thrust at me yet again and I rebuffed it with a huge fist but these attacks where coming at a million miles a second, I could barely think fast enough. I began to realize I needed an offensive move but it was all happening too fast to think about it!



SWOOSH!


I visualized a huge chain going around it but this did little and then



SWOOSH!


I saw it form a small chainsaw and I did the same, I rebuffed it again!

I was gaining confidence in this psychic battle.
I formed a belief that I could withstand this force for eternity if needed. I had learned, from the dream world long ago, beliefs where extremely powerful tools and how I could create them at will.


SWOOSH!


I saw it coming yet again and formed a psychic shield over all of me and it pounded against it once,



SWOOSH!


twice,



SWOOSH!


three times and I knew it would hold. Now I could open my eyes up safely having essentially won. I was sweating and a little shaken but very glad I won that hellashish attack!


My room was still dark, time 3:15. I went to bed at 1:45, “so much for REM sleep.”


I could still feel the fear though and a shiver when up my spine all alone in my dark room. I had the impulse to jump up and turn on the lights but “no I must defeat this here too!” I was no longer afraid, I needed to embraced it! I pictured the poor horrible bloody face and not fight the fear but not believe in it either. I examined what was so scary about this, more like a sad horror really. Gradually it was less and less scary and the room felt more and more like the air cooled safe household that it really was.



I rolled over and went back to sleep. If there was something evil out there, or in my dreams, I knew how to defeat it and if it needed a rematch I would have been happy to oblige, I knew its deadly weakness and was no longer afraid.



Dream 2


Type: Regular Dream. Repeat with new many elements.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I am new to moving in an apartment complex in a bad Hispanic neighborhood. There are a couple of tough looking dudes standing next to my new place’s door and they don’t want to move out of the way. I get up close to them and they look at me threatening and I say “excuse me” they move a bit and I unlock the door and walk in. On the floor I find some bullets in an old black sock from the last guy that must have lived here, I make a note to get as gun. I go back outside and see some kid pushing around another kid then run off. I think about how not to have that happen to me and a teen shows me a handful of salt balls in his hand, I could tell from his thoughts that he would crush them throw them in an attackers eyes.


I am standing next to a bus stop sign and I realize I have no way of getting around, I can’t recall having a car and don’t have any money even for the bus! I go back inside to look for lost pocket change.


Inside the dream changes time and I have been there for months now and my friends (all Hispanic guys I have never seen before IWL). The big guy comes in and puts some mail on my table and goes back out to the hall and brings in a large high tech rifle and gives it to me. Everyone oo’s and ah’s over it and I look at it for a second and then put it in my closet for safe keeping. The place of mine is a huge mess and I am afraid if I put the rifle on something it will fall off in all the clutter and break the scope on it or something. I then go out the door with all my friends.

I am at my recent ex boyfriend's house and I have to pee. I go toward the bathroom, but my ex yells "other 'senior' bathroom!" I quickly slam the door and go upstairs to another bathroom. A black cat is there and rubs on my legs while I sit on the toilet to pee. The cat wants a bath and I plan on taking a shower with it when I am done peeing and bathing it with me in the shower. I am never able to pee though and just sit there trying to until I wake up.

Sleep. I am in my room, although it is not quite right - there is a random bookshelf in the back-left corner of my room. I am sitting on my bed, and a white cat walks out of my room, but not before leaving a puddle of urine on the floor. I tell Aaron to clean up after his cat, so he grabs a handkerchief and wipes it up. I wonder how many times the floor has had cats pee on it (only in this dream, because we installed those hardwood floors ourselves!).

There is another guy in the room, and I lend him (practically force him to borrow) one of my hardcover Robert Jordan books. I tell him the "rules" of borrowing from me: don't eat or drink near the book, and don't dog-ear the pages.

Then, the doorbell rings, so the guy and I rush downstairs. I try to peer through my door, but all I see at first is the guy's reflection. Then, I see that Mr. Sean is outside. I open up the door, and it is nighttime. Mr. Sean tells us to step outside - he wants to show us something. Even though I am in socks, I agree and step into the snow. We step around to the side of the house (Curry's side, not the hedge side) and Mr. Sean sets off some fireworks. One of them explodes into a heart with a hippy sign in it. Grandpa is there, filming the show, and I have to keep craning my neck around him to see what is going on. I briefly see the constellation Orion in the sky before Grandpa moves out of the way for me.

The guy and I reenter my house. On our way to the door, I look at the rocks at my feet and almost pick up a red/white/black quartz, but don't. Once inside my house, we see that it has now changed into a tackle shop. I go up to the counter and see a turquoise lizard. When I touch this lizard, flecks of turquoise paint get on my wrist. I realize that it is a scam to make you think the lizard is naturally this colour. I tell the guy at the counter that it has "shed" on me, but he and I both know that I know that it is a scam.

Because of this, a random granny swings at me with a butcher knife. I fight back with my feet and fists until she throws the knife at the guy and I. We duck and split up. I am going to hit the granny when she pulls out a tomato knife. In response, I pick up the butcher knife on the ground. After circling each other for a minute or so, I slash the granny's arm. Then, I stab her repeatedly in the stomach and the lower back. She doesn't resist, scream, or bleed. She seems to want to die. I compare stabbing her to carving a pumpkin because of how hard it is to get the knife into her back. Wake.

I'm standing next to a window, looking out over a city below. The breeze is lightly stroking the sheer curtains, my hair and my sheer gown (which was clinging to me in all the right places). I gently smiled as an overwhelming feeling of love, calmness, sexuality and beauty flooded my soul.

I thought about leaving out a couple of details due to the very private nature of this dream... *blush*... yet, I knew that to share it here, with other dreamers, would be the perfect place. By leaving out the details, I risk not conveying it's spiritual intensity. The feelings stayed with me for days... I felt beautiful, inside and out. There's no other way to describe it.

I could have catergorized this as a fragment... but it was so complete in it's moment.

AWAKE
DREAMING
LUCID

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

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

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

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