memorable

Without a doubt the best lucid dream I've ever had.

It was incredibly long (as far as mine go anyway, it felt like 10 minutes) and also very vivid and I had full lucidity the whole time. I gained lucidity (don't remember how, just thought of it) on someone's front lawn on a road near my house. I looked at the curb and saw my car. I was with a couple of my friends, A and K. I get an amazing idea of something I want to do in my dream. I open the door to my Pontiac G6, push the button the pop the hood, take out the V4 engine, turn around and pick up a V12 engine which is conveniently laying on the ground and pop it into my car. Of course, it works perfectly. I blaze down my favorite road at some ridiculous speed, having a blast.

A little later, I drive into the opening room of some big labyrinth maze thing. My friends want to get out of the car. I tell them, screw it, I'm dreaming, I'll just drive through the maze. Which I proceed to do. Eventually me and A are on a higher floor of the maze with an elevator. I let K drive the car but he's having trouble navigating. I decide I want to have a meaningful conversation with my subconscious so I talk to A and discuss with him why he's such a cynical person. It's a very interesting conversation and I feel like I've learned something about him through things that my conscious mind missed but my subconscious did not.

I walk to another part of the room. It's a long open hall with no walls, just pillars around the perimeter holding up the ceiling. We're still on a very high floor of a building. I do weird things with my vision, making the ceiling and parts of the room fold in and ripple. I have trouble melding the environment exactly how I want to (I keep trying to do things like the city scene in Inception) but it's still interesting. Then I decide to try something simple. I jump into a fighting pose with my fist facing the ground, and where I'm pointing, the floor gets blasted out. I love telekinesis. Now for my favorite part of the dream. Where I've blown a hole on the floor, there are a couple of bricks still laying around. I point at each of them with a finger and lift them up into the air with telekinesis. Each of my 2 fingers controls one of the bricks, and I have fun flipping them over each other and messing around with them. For some reason this kind of control gives me great joy.

I hear my parents talking downstairs but I still have faint control of the dream. By the time I think of spinning or rubbing my hands together it's too late, I wake up, feeling satisfied and refreshed.

I was in some sort of trial, I had been bio-engineered to contain butterfly DNA, in the hopes that I could fly. I remember being in Port Macquarie, though my purpose there I'm not sure of. It was night, and I was on one of the higher levels of the resort, though the room didn't resemble anywhere I've ever been before. I could feel I was different, I could physically feel that if I learned to, I could fly, as though I had wings in my back.

I have a fragment of being in a carpark, it was daytime. We were going to court, something about my modifications. I don't remember the first visit or anything that happened during it, it is all blank.

I made the decision, I was going to have to learn to fly. I went to a field, long, stretching glass plains and tried to fly, but I failed. I needed to get my father to help me. My dad was in the loungeroom, with 3 other people. One was his business partner, the other my dentist, and I'm not sure on the 4th, but I believe he was old. They were all drunk, and relaxing in soft padded lounge chairs. It was late afternoon, and a soft, warm sunlight filled the room, but the atmosphere was still tense for me.
"I'm going to learn to fly. I want to, all the hormones in my body are telling me I have to, there's no reason not to."
They didn't seem as disturbed as I thought they were going to be, and I told them I would owe them a 6 pack for helping me.

The dream skips, and I am in court again. Artificial lighting, lots of wooden furniture and walls. I believe I was being told that I wasn't allowed to learn to fly. All the people here wore suits, with extremely pale skin. One old man in particular glowed blue, and stared at me and hissed. They had some sort of paper shredder made out of spinning knives in a box.

I wish I remembered more of this dream. I thought and felt as though I was in waking reality throughout the whole dream, and it was one of the most vivid dreams I've had in a long time. I could physically feel how I would use my wings, it's such a weird sensation and I can stir the feeling in waking life. The men in the suits have me confused, they had a very, very strong presence.

June 15 2011

I was just jumping around the dream thinking an item could make me the emperor of France. The item was a paper crown from McDonald's, then a piece of a chandelier, then a knife thrown near me.

Yes a guy threw a knife at me but at this point in my dreaming life, even nonlucid, I know I have all these abilities and I am totally fearless. Actually I ran at the knife to get as close to possible to where it would land so I could get to it quickly being the item that would make me emperor and all.

But this is the 3rd dream in as many nights where I thought something where another country was the main theme. Not sure what all this means, I have no trips planned nor do I want to take one. Hmmm.

I couldn't dream very well last night. It felt like my dreams weren't fully dreams, just what I was imagining, but I was asleep. I did have two that I remembered so here they are:
The first one I was on the TARDIS with the Doctor (from doctor who, if anyone is confused). I'm not sure whether I was his companion or just watching. Well there were these 2 kids, a boy and girl, who the Doctor liked so he let them tag a long. We were looking for Ood for some reason. The kids had on these glasses that let you see what something really was, they looked like those round Ozzy Osbourne glasses. The kids were looking around and they kept seeing this Ood mocking them in the wall. Finally the Doctor took the glasses to look himself, but when he looked at the kids they were actually these huge wormy looking larva things. The Ood in the wall came out, but it wasn't an Ood anymore, it was one of those things grown up. It turns out those were the kids mothers. I started to walk to a hallway which led into my second dream:
This one I was in like a hotel. There was some conference about to be held. I remember this old lady giving me a elevator card. I went into the elevator and swiped the card, but then it asked for a passcode. I guessed it right (It was something like 2475). I walked down some more hallways and other doors yada yada then when I went through a door into a confererence room and the janitor who was cleaning up looked like Zac Efron. I smiled at him, and he kind of smiled back. Anyway, then I went into the next room, and it was my dad's office, but it wasn't. For some reason I knew I wasn't allowed in there and tried to get out. I saw my dad and he escorted me out, but I accidently went into a room where a panel was being held. It was over movies or something. There were'nt only business men in there though, there were surfers and then a rather fat women and her 2 kids and they all had on IMAX 3D glasses. After I got out of there I woke up.

I went to bed around 12:30AM, fell asleep closer to 2AM, woke up around 9:30AM.

First of all, this is Tofino, BC. Here's where it is on a map of Canada. It's a huge surf spot on Vancouver Island. It's beautiful, lots of happy island folk and all that jazz. I'd love to go there some day.

So that's where I was in this dream. I was in Tofino with two of my friends. I just watched Lilo and Stitch last night so the whole surfing thing makes sense. Anyways, we're hanging out on the beach, which is surrounded by near-black cliffs over a hundred feet high. We all ran into the water and suddenly had surf boards which we were hanging on to, floating between a bunch of wiry rock arches coming out of the water. In front of us, or to the right of the bay, there was this huge pillar-type rock formation partway in the ocean. It was light brown and had cracks in it that resembled the scales of a tortoise leg. There might have been a few sparse trees at the very top. One of my friends started swimming towards it but I told her to stop because the waves seemed attracted to it. The water was rising probably 20 or 30 feet by it but would never break into a wave. It still seemed dangerous and I told her we should stay where the smaller waves are for now. We never actually went surfing.

Now here's where Cortes Island is. I've been there and the surrounding islands before. There's about 900-1000 people, no lines on any of the roads (which are all curved and are constantly going up and down), no street lights, no traffic lights, and most of the houses look like cabins. There are wolves, cougars, seals, whales, tons of wildlife. SO, that's where I was in the next part. Just giving you an idea of the scenery.

I was in a house with ♥Mark, one we had apparently just moved in to, except I was in pajamas and we were both like, "How did we get this house?" So we were walking around the living room and kitchen, which were both quite small. I tried using a phone that was on the counter but the buttons weren't working, which was awful because I really wanted to call my mom and talk to her about jobs and how we got this house and how we were going to pay for it. I glanced down the hallway which was like.. barely 10ft and said, "Oh, I guess we should pick our rooms." but I think ♥Mark was busy looking at something in the living room. I have a feeling a TV was already set up and there was a fireplace. So I went into the bathroom and realized at this point that I was in pajamas and not wearing a bra, which was very uncomfortable and I wanted to change and go outside. Instead, my view changed to an overhead view of the bathroom with me still in it and I saw a sort of time lapse of it being redone. I saw/heard myself sigh and noticed how depressed I suddenly was, even though it looked great when it was done. My view returned and I was stroking the light purple wall, noticing that I couldn't unbend my pinkies and it was very uncomfortable. I yelled out the door, "Great job doing the bathroom, Mark!" and didn't seem so upset at this point.

[some kind of transition]

I'm at a store with my super cool grandma, still on Cortes. It's filled with paintings, mostly, and there are a few on these long, skinny, rectangular canvases that are especially beautiful. Just abstract flowers and stuff. My grandma starts hugging me, like a really sincere, firm hug and tells me how beautiful I am. She was acting much more peppy than she is IRL, but otherwise it was all pretty normal. She told me that she wanted me to pick out one of the long, skinny paintings, which ever one I liked best. I was so happy that she was going to buy one for me and said, "I really don't know, they're all so beautiful."

I started to wonder where ♥Mark had gone because he was supposed to be with us. I walked outside the store, which was missing two walls, and got onto this laptop that was connected to a tree or something. He was online so I asked him where he was. He said he was playing Vindictus so I was like, "Wait, you're at home?" and then something like, "Why aren't you here?" He said, "Yeah. About that..." Before he could say anything else, I added, "I wanted you to come out with me today and meet my grandma." ♥Mark started explaining that because he's married now, he becomes schizophrenic when he's in cars with other people. I was sad about that but I think I just walked away from the laptop after saying something else and spelling Vindictus as "Vindictueus". I had been having a lot of trouble typing the entire time.

So then I was walking in this gravel parking lot of some kind, and also saw myself walking in it, towards my point of view. I had a baggy black sweater on and fairly short tan shorts. I was missing a flip flop. I turned and ran back to get it, as it was just a few feet behind me and realized I had also forgotten my camera on the beach from the beginning of the dream. I freaked out and didn't think I'd be able to find it now, that it had washed away with the tide.

something something

foggy

I think that's it.

Nondream - Lucid - Nonlucid

How I pulled off Another LD, I will never know. This is the second LD in a row.
Somehow.. It was another WILD + 2DEILD Chain(another 3 dreams).. Same as last night(which I do recommend you read :D),
Although I did use the same technique as last night, even at the exact same time.
I'm very surprised I remembered about ToTM in this dream,
Not that it went so well..

I'm starting to get why everyone says recall is so important for LDing,
I've been kinda unfocused on it lately,
which is why I forgot tons of this dream.

I wake up at 5am as usual(note i do not use an alarm, I always naturally wake up at this time)
I couldn't remember if I had any dreams at all.
My stupid recall sucks.
I try to do the same thing I did last night(which you can read about in my first DJ post :D)
But without the counting and straight to the visualization.
I was on my side, but my nose was really really bothering me,
After a bit I rolled over on my back,
WAM. LD.

I enter the dream lucid,
but I dont really remember this part of my dream..
This part was actually pretty long,
All I remember is the very end of it.
I'm at some house, possibly my house,
I remember wondering about what I'll do in this dream
I run out of my garage onto the street, its pretty sunny.
"DREAM GUIDE!!" (I've been very very interested in finding my DG)

I get too excited, the dream fades out,
Everything is blank, I feel my bed,
though my vision is engulfed in white.
I try holding onto the feeling of flying,
I can feel it in my stomach, as if im still flying through the air.
At one point I see myself in third person,
but I dont remember if I was flying or just lying down.
The backround of my vision remains white the whole time.
I feel a dream coming, and i re-enter(DEILD#1)

I zoom into a darker scene,
I'm in some broken down basement, its pretty dark.
I see broken down furnace in front of me(the kind with open slits in front, where you have to shovel charcoal into it)
There are broken pipes everywhere,
the floors pretty nasty too.
I immediately make myself float through the ceiling,
I don't want to stay in the basement.
It takes a while to float up, I still haven't even mastered flying yet,
It takes a while to get my whole body to ground level.

It looks like the house wasnt even completed yet,
Like it was either still being constructed, or it was broken down pretty bad.
It had no walls, only the wooden pillars that hold a house up,
but you could see completely outside.
I float above the house for a little, looking around,
its night, the landscape's very hilly,
Its covered in some kind of pink/reddish flower.

I land and start walking around.
I see some kind of village,
It was made up of wooden huts, and I think there was a fire in the middle.
I approached it.
As i got closer I see the village is inhabited by some kind of monster,
They're each probably around 10 feet tall.
They have arms, legs and a body,
but their bodies were super buff.
I think they were grayish, might've had fur,
And I think I remember stripes on them too, red i think.
They have huge horns on their heads,
the horns grow out, and then curve up.
I dont remember what their faces looked like.

One of them sees me, and charges at me,
Shiz. I start running as fast as i can.
I yell "DREAM GUIDE!!"
"Im here" Its a woman's voice
I can hear her but I cant see her.
Luckily it looks like I lost that monster thing,
I yell out again "Where are you??!"
"Im right here" she says
I still cant see her, but i follow the voice.

I come up to another village,
its setup's the same as the monster village,
But no monsters. Phew.
I find the source of the voice.

Its an old lady. Sigh. (I was expecting someone.. Hotter..)
She has that short puffy grandma hair,
she's pretty short too, a little below my chest,
and she was just a litttttle on the chubby side, she had a deep tan to her.
Well.. I guess she did sortve have a shaman kinda look to her,
So you know thats cool too,
"YOUR my dream guide??"
"Yes" she says casually.

She starts saying something about the monsters attacking(Im not good with remembering dialogue by the way)
And sure enough a monster pops out behind one of the hills and runs toward us.
Theres another man with us, standing right next her,
I didnt really get a good look at him though,
but he's short too, the same height as she was.
He's the first one to charge at the attacker, he wields a sword.
My DG(I should have asked for her name) tells me to attack, but im not sure how(until here I've never fought in a dream)
The guy with the sword keeps the monster busy.
I want to try an energy attack,
I hold both my arms up, palms pointed at the monster.
SHOOT I tell myself.
A ball of energy launches from my hands,
Its green, and about the size of a bowling ball.
Direct hit! It lands right on the monsters chest, it flies backwards.
Sweet!

I dont really remember what happened after,
but I think me and my DG talked a little bit more, nothing important, I hope.
The dream fades around here,
and in the exact same way as last time, I again re-enter the dream(DEILD#2)

Im in a huge house, I live here.
I see my parents and sister, I talk with them a little, cant remember exact conversations.
The house looks really nice, there are huge glass windows everywhere,
The rooms are really big too,
I see a balcony.
I walk towards it,
Its pretty sunny now.

"Now what am I gonna do?"
Then, im not sure how, but it comes to mind,
"How crazy would it be if I pulled of the Task of the Month in only my SECOND Lucid??"
I decide to try it,
I hop off the balcony, and right in front of me is a harbor/port, and its suddenly cloudy

There are two big cargo ships in the port, I think about a shipwreck,
one of the ships just sinks. Perfect!
I jump right into the water, the harbor turns into a huge swimming pool.. Weird.
There are a bunch of people swimming everywhere,
but there are still cargo ships and boats in the water,
must be a big pool.

I swim to the side of the ship,
Annd I DIVE.. Wait what?
I cant dive.. Wtf.
I try again.
Its like the water wont let me go under..

I start asking people.

I ask another swimmer
"How do I dive????"
He looks at me and says
"..Just dive"
I CANT. I ask about 2 other people, and they tell me the same thing.
Im getting annoyed.

I see two guys in a small boat, I ask them the same thing.
I think they gave me endless "Wait"s, but they never answer,
And then they just drive their boat away,
I yell "CMON YOUR MY SUBCONSCIOUS!!"
Whatever. Stupid DC-__-

I still cant dive, so I give up and decide to just explore the pool.

Its pretty big, there are even a bunch pulleys and platforms everywhere.
In the dream I knew how they worked, but now I dont remember,
I did a bunch of stuff and talked to a bunch of people, cant remember details though.

The pool had a downstairs, don't ask how.
But there I was, it looks pretty cool,
It kinda looked like a wooden cabin,
cause you know, it was made outa wood.
The inside was pretty big, the light were dimmed.
I think there was a party going on, there were a bunch of people, just talking/chillin.

I remembered about stabilizing the dream and trying to make it more vivid,
I looked down at my hand, I had about eight fingers,
I tried to focus and move only my real five fingers, and my hand went back to five fingers,
But it turned to eight again when I looked away.

I tried making my dream more vivid,
I looked at my hand again, this time trying to focus on the little details,
It worked!!
I've never had a dream this vivid(It was actually still a little bit blurry, but I've never had it this vivid)
I could see all the details of my hand, there was even a little of a glow on it from the lights.
Even my usual tunnel vision had opened up pretty far(i think it was like that the whole dream, but i only noticed it here)
I rubbed my hands together trying to stabilize.

Then I tried smell,
I took a deep breath through my nose,
I didnt smell anything, but this is the first time I've consciously breathed in a dream,
or used my nose.

I run my hand along the wall,
Unfortunately, I wake up. I try another DEILD, but this time I dont feel any more dreams coming,
I get up and immediately write down the dream!
(This is the same way I woke up in my first LD, always when I try to stabilize>_>)


The dream was again, AMAZING. That had to be my Longest lucid yet! It felt like it was around 15 minutes, maybe longer :)
I think its pretty good for only my second LD too :)
Hopefully I can work on my recall so I can remember more of it next time!

I was laying on my couch and suddleny felt odd. Then a voice started talking to me. I dont remember what it said, but i remember knowing that I must be falling asleep an dreaming. I started talking and realized that I only needed to think it for the voice to hear me. I then got a wakeing up feeling. I got up but it was sluggish and i couldent open my eyes, I assumed I was still tired from the nap I took. I then wondered into my room and laid down on the floor to nap again. Mom then called telling me the computer was open to use. I then tried to get up and it was hard, I was very tired. Then I realized tha I must still be napping becuase I felt pressure on my neck. I thought mom actually called me. The dream ended.

I asked mom if the computer was open, she said no. I didnt bother to tell her why, becuase it would be more "proof" that lucid dreaming messes with your state of reallity.
The only reason I didnt know what was happening was becuase I wasnt trying to WILD. These things happen when I fall asleep on my back, I should try it out later. I call this an unknown WILD where you enter the dream state thinking you either didnt fall asleep or woke up from a nap.

13.06.2011

First Lucid Experience - I got to fly! (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Since I realized that I was dreaming I guess this is a DILD.

I was going through my morning routine with Drew (the hubby) and a friend of mine, Gour, was sleeping on the couch. Apparently, he snuck into the house through the unlocked front door and crashed there for the night. After we’d “woken up” Drew headed off for work and Gour followed me around the house. At one point, I’d put on a top but had no pants to wear in the room. He sort of leered at me and followed me to the laundry room where I couldn’t close the door because the doorframe was too wide. I had to pull the door towards the lock to make it close and, when it wouldn’t close (it didn’t matter because the door was transparent anyway) Gour and two of his girlfriends appeared and they stared at me, one of the girls doing the evil villain make-out thing to his ear.
I had enough. I was so uncomfortable with the situation that I just wanted to make sure it wasn’t really happenening. So I did two reality checks. The first one, I pinched my cheek. I have no idea, either. The other, I pinched my nose, I kept breathing through my closed nostrils and I said aloud “I’m dreaming!”
I felt my mind shudder with disbelief. The dream flashed and I felt myself waking up. Suddenly, the dream came back only now, the laundry room was empty, there was no door, there was no Gour. I felt like I had a ‘false awakening’ but I did another check and I was still dreaming. Out of curiosity, mostly just to see that I was really in control of my dream, I tried something easy. Summoning a dryer in the corner of the laundry room. I covered my view of the corner with my hand said “I want there to be a dryer there” and when I moved my hand, there it was, thudding onto the ground. I had a pair of pants in my hand now with a wet spot in the middle. I remember finding them while Gour was watching and I touched them with my hand, right on the wet spot and said “dry.”
I put my newly dried pants on and walked to the bedroom. The trip was instantaneous. I looked around at the wood paneling and said “this is ugly.” I looked around at the rest of the room and saw how remarkably clean it was. It was at this point I was rubbing my hands together to keep the dream stable. It worked.
I wanted new colors in my room so I just started saying things like “I want the walls to be Forest Green, now Red. That’s too bright. What about.. rosewood?” And the colors stopped changing when I was happy. I changed the ceiling and molding apricot, too. I was very happy with the result.
It was at this point I remember thinking “I wonder how fast time is moving in real life” and “I don’t want this to end.”
I stood at my curtains and said aloud “planets, stars, dark orange” because I wanted to have a beautiful sky in my dream world.
I walked through the closed, glass window, with the glass stretching over me like saran wrap and letting go with no strain on my part. I looked up and saw no planets, no orange but I did see a beautiful sky. It was light blue, vivid, and the clouds were small and scarce. There was no wind. Through the blue sky I could see stars though and I commented on the beauty. Not what I wanted but it was at least a beautiful sky.
I teleported back into my computer room but I wasn’t sure I was still dreaming. The dream felt so real that I reached out and touched my fish tank and it actually felt like it was there. I pinched my nose again and continued breathing. I remembered that I was dreaming and walked outside through the window. This time, I wanted to fly. I rubbed my hands together to keep it stable, I ended up in the entranceway and put on my shoes, walked outside, took a deep breath and jumped. I kept thinking to myself “I won’t be able to do it.” But, as I soared higher and higher, I kept thinking to myself “I’m going to fly. For the first time, I’m going to fly.”
And I did. Flying over the lowest clouds, I saw my dream island. For some reason, I could just feel in my gut that it was mine. I flew down and on my way to the shore that came before the island (it was round and around it was a heart shape. I couldn’t tell whether it was reef or boats or other, smaller islands.)
I floated down, letting my feet touch the ground only once and I flew by Arnold Schwarzenegger who was repairing a car. I made an “I’ll be back” joke and we talked smack about Reb Brown. But I wanted to see what was up with the island so I flew down to the shore, rubbing my hands. I kept doing my reality checks and, on my way to one of the side islands, I felt the dream fading. I desperately kept rubbing my hands to keep it from fading but it was already nearly gone. I closed my eyes and focused on my hands. And when that didn’t work, I tried to open my eyes but couldn’t. I still recognized that I was in a dream and tried looking through my closed eyes (which is a recurring theme in my dreams, even since I was a child) and it worked! But the world around me was already beginning to turn a light grey. I saw the island I was trying to reach fade into the grey, I no longer had a body and I woke up.

Tonight I dreamt that I made 2 rings around the Earth, much like the one on Saturn, except these were made of water. The water rings went into orbit and looked pretty from my backyard where I was looking at them. My father was mowing the lawn and somehow hit one of the water rings, so they both came splashing down upon us. It was the most beautiful thing.
My father then called me to come see something. I looked in his direction and saw hundreds of swans flying. I walked over to him to get a closer look. One big swan landed in front of us. Following her, was about 50 small swan chicks. I wanted to take a picture with my iPod, but it took half a war to start it up and it was acting strange. The swans flew off and I woke up.

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June 12, 2011

My dreams can be pretty trippy but this one is especially out there.

Key:
My words in blue
{telepathy in these brackets}

There was a lot of chaotic dream elements and I was learning how to accept and incorporate my lucidity into such crazy dream scenarios. I let go of any preconceived notions of what things should be and sort of plugged my consciousness into the dream with no judgments. Places came and went DC's did the same or entirely changed, it was a lot of fun.

Then there was a vacant lot with puddles and junk in it. Then I am hopping over the fence then the puddles and junk. At the end of the yard there is a 2 story building that is covered in tan stucco. I walk to the building and there was in the middle of the cement patio a "wall of perception change" which looks like when extreme heat ripples the air but if you walk through it the scenery and time will change drastically, of course I had to walk through it. I have seen these rarely and they are always associated with high lucidity and intellectual heady events.

On the other side of the wall is a room in ancient home made out of mud brick. My lucidity increases, I can feel myself becoming more lucid to take all this in. Everyone standing around is dressed like ancient Aztecs! I ask myself {what is this place} and get two answers back. Again this is not the first time I have had this happen. In all instances I got back a telepathic answer and an auditory answer. This time the telepathic answer was "Azteca" but I heard the word "Uzbekistan". Unfortunately this time I disregarded the telepathic and kept the spoken word but at least there were no repercussions because of this.

The people were all smaller than me, very thin (bony really), and some of the men had spears, clubs, feathers, and ornamental war clothing on, I could tell there was something special going on. That's when I realized the 3 dead people in tied into hammock-like baskets and they were all wrapped in brightly colored blankets head to toe. I could feel everyone was on their best behavior and I wished I could help. They head warrior(?) there motioned for me to go to the dead so I did. A woman held before me rose like flowers on a platter and I picked a flower off and with a string attached 2 of them to each persons hammock/basket just above their heads.

"I hope I did that right"

Then I saw as if it was another room, in that room, and the dead were standing their spiritually with other ancestors standing chatting about things at their sides.

I looked at them and asked, "Did I do that {right}?"

Even though I asked it partially in telepathy one of them looked at me smiled and nodded in approval. I was very relieved.

Then the room went back to the wake(?). I saw behind each one of the dead was a sort of trellis made of two long tree saplings and tree vines woven in between the long sticks, in which each person's personal items that showed what they had accomplished in life, were hung with string. I realized everyone here knew these people and I started to feel out of place and then woke up.


Scrolling through tons of pictures this is almost exactly what I saw. No big head or body adornments and this guy looks like he could be one of them and who knows maybe he is.

Normal Dream

I was getting ready, I had a black tux on with a red tie. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought to myself that I looked pretty good today. I was heading to a huge upscale dance party in a huge hotel. I walked in and it was packed, at least 500 people there. But it was a huge place it felt like I was a millionaire at convention or something. I walked around for a while and saw a few people I knew, I saw my X girlfriend walk in. Her name was Amber and for some reason I felt really bad for breaking up with her, I walked towards her she was with her new boy friend. We looked each other in the eyes from about 20 feet away and I could tell she wasn't happy. I walked straight to her without saying anything and just gave her a huge hug, and I said I'm sorry for doing that to you. It was a very emotional hug one I've never experienced before. It was like you were giving a comforting hug to a friend that had just lost a family member. I then walked away and got on with the party, first I needed to go to the bathroom. The urinals were flooding over and there was a teacher or coach from my high school years in there. When I left the bathroom I randomly started crying no one seemed to notice but I wasn't happy with what I was doing in my life and how things were going. Eventually people I knew started coming in, mostly people from work. I chatted with a few of them, I don't really remember what I said.

(There is a "trigger warning" on the content of this dream.)


I am an archeology student working in a museum in Montreal. I have volunteered to document and study items that are in the backrooms of the museum's storage areas. All of the items had been ignored or forgotten about because no previous archeologists thought they were important. The civilizations or cultures and time frame the artifacts come from are unknown and it is my job to find out when and where they came from. The items I found and set aside to look at include various peices of ancient looking jewelry, a few peices of pottery and a roughly triangular peice of metalwork that features some sort bird with its wings spead out and the bird's head facing to the right. The outline of the bird and the outer edge of the peice is orange while the background is a deep blue. I give this item the name of the "Eagle Crest."

I tell my department head (Professor Alberts) about the items and he doesn't seem interested at first but says that I can continue my investigations as long as they do not interfere with my other student studies in the museum. One night, after closing time, I am working on a thesis on a computer in one of the museum offices and suddenly a bunch of screens and files start popping up at random and I cannot close them. The files that are appearing are refering to some of the items I found and disclosed to Prof. Alberts and when the files start being downloaded to an outside source I finally realize that the computer is being hacked and I turn it off.

The next day I tell Prof. Alberts what happened and he tells me to put the items in his office where they will be safe, which I do, except for the Eagle Crest, which I had on my desk, because I wanted to study it that night. When night comes, after everyone has gone home, the museum is broken into and the box of artifacts I had set aside to study was stolen from Prof. Alberts's office, except for the crest which was in my desk in another part of the museum. The buglars stole nothing else and seemed to beeline only for that box of artifacts and this made me think that they knew exactly what they were looking for and knew where to find it. Suspecting an inside job, I do not tell Prof. Alberts that I still have the Eagle Crest and instead I hide it in one of the unorganized and unused storerooms filled with undocumented artifacts, knowing that no one will find it there. I am also worried that if I come forward that I did not put the crest where it was supposed to go the night of the robbery, that people will think I had something to do with the robbery itself or knew about it in some way.

Later I am in my apartment thinking about the crest and the robbery and the nagging feeling that the two are related somehow. It is early in the morning because I have not been able to sleep and I am in my night clothes with are nothing more than an orange tank top and blue panties. I am so deep in thought that I do not hear someone enter my apartment until that person opens my bedroom door. It is a tall, thin, blond man, wearing glasses and dressed in a black suit. He is holding a handgun and demands that I get dressed and come with him. I am freaked out that someone is in my apartment but also angry and embarassed that I am walked in on when wearing so little clothing. I demand that he turn around so I can change but he says no and watched me with no expression as I get dressed. I ask him who he is and where we are going but he ignores me and says that I need my identifaction and passport. I resist leaving my apartment but the man says that I am in danger if I stay and that he is taking me somewhere safe. I demand to know why I should trust him and he says that there are some gangsters on their way to kidnap me because they think I know the location of the Eagle Crest and that they will torture me to get the location of it. I ask the man how I am supposed to know if I can trust him or not but he ignores me again, grabs my arm and drags me downstairs to his car waiting behind the building. I know he has a gun so I don't want to piss him off and just obey.

As we are in his car and pulling out of the apartment complex driveway, a car pulls up to the front of the building and several large, burly looking men in dark suits and wearing sunglasses get out and start toward the apartment. One of them looks our way and they seem to recognize either me or the man I am with because he begins shouting and the other men begin running our way, pulling out guns and pointing them in our direction. The blond man speeds out of there and down the street as fast as he can, even as the gangsters start shooting in our direction. The blond man ignores the traffic lights and roadsigns and races through the streets at top speed but soon the dark car is behind us and we are followed all the way out of Montreal. We speed and weave through traffic and eventually seem to lose our pursuers. I ask my kidnapper where we are going and he says New York City. I begin crying because I am scared and the man says that I should not be afraid because none of this is my fault and that he is just trying to protect me. I say I still don't know if I can trust him or not, and he asks me to open the glove compartment which I do. Inside is a large silver coloured hand gun and he asks me to take it. I protest because I have never held a gun before, let alone use one, and he says that it is for my protection and that he will tell me how to use it.

Shortly after giving me instructions on how to use the gun and telling me to hide it in my bag, the blond man loses control of his car when we are rear ended by the dark car filled with gangsters that has suddenly caught up with us. The car skids out of control and comes to a stop in a ditch and before the blond man can reach for his own gun, several of the gangsters open fire through the driver's side window and he is struck several times. I am pulled kicking and screaming from the passenger side and dragged over to the gangster car and forced into the trunk. My bag is still hanging over my side and the gangsters do not search through it. It is hot and cramped in the trunk and we drive for a long time. I do not know how long but it is dark by the time the goons stop at a motel and finally let me out of the trunk. They let me go to the bathroom in the motel room and I lock myself in and cry for a while. Eventually they bash the door down and force me to come out. None of the gangsters talk to me at first, but one tries to get me to tell him the location of the Eagle Crest by saying that they will let me go immediately if I tell them where it is. I say that I don't know and that it was stolen when the museum I was interning at was broken into. This is the answer I give many time when they press the same question many times in different ways. Eventually they give up and let me fall asleep on one of the beds.

I wake up at some point in the night and without moving myself much to alert them to my wakened state I try to see were the goons are. Two are sleeping on chairs by the window and I cannot determine the location of the third, but the fourth is laying on the other motel bed with his pants pulled down and masterbating to a pornographic film playing on the television. I am using my bag as a pillow and I can feel the outline of the gun under my head, but I still lay motionless, fearful to alert the gangster who is still awake that I too am conscious. I close my eyes with the intention of waiting for the guy to fall asleep but just then the gangster that I could not locate comes out of the bathroom and jokes with the other guy that they should rape me while I am sleeping. The other guy thinks that is a great idea and rolls off of his bed and on top of me. I scream and struggle and try to reach for the gun but I am dragged out of its reach by the two goons who pull me to the end of the end and start ripping my clothes off of me. My screams awaken the other two gangsters and they fight off the would be rapists and remind them that I am not to be harmed until "the Boss" can speak to me.

The goons start arguing and even fistfighting and I am able to grab my bag and lunge at the door. One of the gangsters grabs my legs and pulls me to the floor, as the other three goons take no notice and continue fighting amounst themselves, and while the guy who has me struggles to hold my logs with both arms, my hands are free and I pull the gun out of my bag, unlock the safety and stoot the guy holding me squarely in the forehead. The other three gangsters stop fighting and stand stunned for a second as I scramble out of the dead man's grasp and for the door. The gangsters simutaneously reach for their steel and I am sure that I am dead when the motel room door is kicked in and a hail of machine gun bullets rips into the bodies of the remaining gangters and cuts them down where they stand.

I look up and see the blond haired man from before standing there holding two mini tommi guns, blood from his own gunshot wounds all over his shirt and a trickle of blood out of his mouth. He is backlit from headlights in the parking lot and looks enraged as he stands there and stares down the bloody corpses of my kidnappers. His expression softens when he sees that I am alright and I don't know how he survived being shot several times but he takes me away from there and we continue drivng down the highway - I assume to New York City, but I am not sure because I cannot remember anything more from this dream other than that the blond man reveals that Prof. Alberts organized both the robbery and my kidnapping and was "the Boss" behind the whole mess. He also revels what the Eagle Crest is and why it is important (it is magic or something?) but I cannot remember exactly what the details were now.

There was a dream that kept repeating so I thought I was dreaming because I thought that I just saw it. So there was this one guy who was supposed to run up the hill and kick my ass, but since I was lucid this time, he didn't. I threw a bag over his head and went ninja on his ass non-stop. But he still didn't die.

Lucidity: 7/10
Vividness 10/10
Length: ~5 Min.

I became lucid all of a sudden at the map Highrise from Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 without doing a reality check. So I started walking towards the building to my right and jumped on top of it, there was another 10 floors so I jumped on those as well. When I found a door so I could try to find my friend Javier's mental dream body and attempt to make him lucid, I held on to the door knob and said "When I open this door Javier will be behind it!" and attempted to open it, when I did, it just opened up into the next room. So then I closed the door and rubbed my hands together to increase the dream time. But then for some reason I started to walk away from the door and I walked up some stairs, thinking it was real life.

Note: Night of June 13/14, AFTER site crash, this is not a repost

Nondream - Lucid - Nonlucid

Just a little background info on my dreams in general.
My dreams aren't really vivid, at all.
Actually they're pretty blurry, and I usually have tunnel vision in them. Im still working on it,
and I still have alot of practice to do with my recall, just so you know.
Onto my FIRST Lucid Dream!

I wake up around 5am, which i usually do everynight, usually after a dream.
After waking up in the middle of the night, I almost always try a WILD(and it usually Never works)
Ive been doing this for every night since about a week ago, which is when I really started getting into lucid dreaming

I lie down on my back and try to WILD, I lie there for what seems like Forever.
But I continue hold the position, and try not to move through all of it.
I am a little uncomfortable.
I count my breaths, and I get all the way to 600, where I finally just give up.
I'm exhausted and just try to get back to sleep normally, which by the way is usually on my side.
But I do something a little different, I just start visualizing,
I keep visualizing, just letting my mind go crazy, letting it flow.
At first I just see blobs in my vision, but they get more and more realistic, and i start hearing the dream,
It takes over.

I'm in a pool, swimming with a bunch of friends, I didnt get a good enough look at them to find out who they were though.
The pool looks just like my highschools pool.
Im swimming across the center.. And I guess my shorts were just a little too big,
They start falling off while I swim, I can actually feel them falling off,
(I actually dont know if I entered the dream already lucid, or if This made me lucid.. So im not sure if it was some kind of visualization WILD or just a DILD)
Well either way, I am forsure lucid at this point!!
I think I actually yelled out

"Im Dreaming!!"

I dont actually remember how(darn recall), but now Im in my parents room.
I get that feeling that something else is in the room.
In the past, this feeling Always manages to scare me out of a dream, I always try to force myself out of it.
I start fading out of the dream, actually trying to wake up.
I do end up leaving the dream, I feel myself in my bed again.
Im so stupid, I've read tons of DJs, posts, threads, etc. on Dreamviews about overcoming this stuff.

Still not moving, I calm myself, and I manage to re-enter the dream(DEILD?)
I am in my parents room again, but I'm not scared this time, and im still lucid! Thank God.
So whats the first thing I do? FLY.
I find a window to jump out of, and sure enough, I go right through it!
Its a nice sunny day, I'm out on(or should i say above) my neighborhood street.
See, this is my first experience flying, I didnt really know how,
Just imagine someone swimming in a pool, but imagine that person two stories high above a street, thats me!
It was Amazing, I felt weightless, just floating, ofcourse i had to keep kicking my legs.

I fly for some distance and end up at some kind of construction plant.
Everything is rust colored.
There are a bunch of buildings and construction stuff everywhere.
I see this thing, it looks someone took pipes and just twisted them around, kindve in a square shape.
I remember about dream control.
I want to try and turn it into a black cube,
I put all on my focus on it and try to transform it, i try visualizing what it'll look like.
Instead of turning into a cube, it just grows, the pipes grow out more and form more intricate patterns, but its not a cube.
I try again, and it does the same thing.

Around here the dream fades, and i end up doing Another DEILD!(Not bad for my first lucid eh?)
I am now standing in my room, I really want to make the dream more vivid, I still have tunnel vision + its pretty blurry
Somehow Im now holding some kind of glasses(dont wear glasses in RL), I know them to be "Dream Glasses"
I put them on and for a second my vision become much more clearer!(I got this from a technique I read somewhere on the site)

Like a maniac, I again jump out of my window.
I fly for a little bit, and then I decide to try and teleport, I again didnt really know how,
I try putting my right hand right over my eyes and thinking about where I want to go.
I think, "Mall"

I open my eyes and sure enough Im at a mall,
And ofcourse it looks just like my local mall.
I look down at my hand, I have two index fingers.
My vision is again blurry, I try using the glasses again, I reach in my pocket and find them.
I put them on, but it doesnt help as much as the first time,
I try yelling for vividness, it works a little, but its still blurry.
Then try looking at the details of my hand,
At first I could see all of the details of my fingers very clearly, but as soon as i put my hand back down,
It is unfortunately, blurry(and still somewhat in tunnel vision)
But im used to it, all of my dreams are like this, so I dont see why it would suddenly change.

I walk around a little bit, I dont really see any people,
but then again I wasnt focusing at all on trying to find other people.
Instead I ran my hand along the wall, to try and stabilize the dream.
I could feel all the details of the wall along my fingers.

Around here, the dream just ends, and I'm back in my bed.
I again try not moving and try to enter another dream,
but it doesnt work this time, I dont feel any more dreams coming.
I woke up with a big smile knowing I finally went lucid, and immediately wrote down what I remembered,

If you count the DEILDS, Those were my First THREE Lucids!
(Only about 5/10 minutes in all, lol)