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I have been using visualisation to enter dreams for ages, but usually not to induce lucid dreams (as I haven't had any lucid dreams since growing up).
I tried that however this morning. After 9 hours sleep I got up for a couple of minutes and then went back to bed to intentionally visualise my way into my personal dream world. And I was successful - up to a point

Here is what I did:
I got comfortable in my bed. Then I started to visualise...
I entered a big vast room with hundreds of thousands crystal orbs suspended in the air all over the room. For a while I wandered around the room looking into some of the orbs - catching a glimpse here and there. This is my dream storage room!
Because there were so many orbs it would take me ages to look and examine each one. So I looked around to find a way to identify one that I remembered and wanted to enter. And Lo and behold there was a computer touch screen on one of the walls nearby. I moved towards it and discovered that it listed all my dreams. I could select one of them (could even search) or choose to create a new one.
First I tried it with a recent dream I wanted to revisit. I identified it as it was labeled the same as in my dream journal. After selecting it I detected a glowing orb some steps away from me. I walked over and looked into it. It was the correct dream. I knew I had to continue looking into the orb, focussing on it and the pulsating glow to enter the dream. But somehow I couldn't go through with it. I got distracted by other remembered dreams that I could have chosen instead.
So I tried it with a "new" dream. Another orb started to glow and as I looked into it all I could see was white. I focussed on it and the pulsating glow and suddenly with a "plop" (short bursting sound) I found myself falling to the white nothingness. It looked like a white canvas all around me ready to create a dreamscape. I was standing in there and wondered for quite some time what I wanted to create, but unfortunately I couldn't decide among all the different scenarios I had designed in my waking life. Then I was startled awake by some noise outside.

Maybe I should add a "random" button to the screen just to make it easier to enter not-remembered dreams.

DJ Log: March 12, 2011 – ~4:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am laying naked on my bed, trying to read a book with very small text. I rotate the book in several different directions, but the text is totally impossible to read. Just as I put the book down, a young guy with long blonde hair walks into my room and says, “It's time for your meltdown.” As I am look for my alarm clock which is not there, I reply, “Isn't it a bit early?” He says, “No, certainly not.” After giving me a strange look, he climbs up on the bed and says, “Roll over, then cross your arms under your chest and bring your hands up and out from under your shoulders.” As I do this, he lays down on my back and grabs both of my hands. His hair is hanging down past my face.

He slowly lifts my upper section slightly off the bed by my arms, holds me up for a few seconds, then lowers me slowly back onto the bed. I can feel his body get very warm as his aura combines with mine. He lifts me a second time and I begin to feel a warm and tingling sensation through my back and shoulders as I am being lowered back to the bed. When he lowers me the third time, the sensation becomes stronger and travels all the way down my legs. On the fourth lift, his legs melt down through me and become part of mine. When he lowers me, the rest of his body melts down and becomes part of mine. As we are merging, I can feel my internal organs shifting around to make room for an extra set. This is quite a strange feeling, but it doesn't hurt or anything.

Somehow, I come to my senses and become lucid. I roll off my bed and walk out of my room. As soon as I walk through the doorway, I lose my lucidity and the dream.

One of these fine days I will learn to take a moment and stabilize every time I become lucid. I'm certain that I was starting to aim for lucidity twice in the beginning of this dream; once when I couldn't read the text of the book, and a second time when I couldn't find my alarm clock. This is not the first time I have missed several clearly obvious dream signs, and it certainly won't be the last.

I don't recall waking up directly from this one. There were a couple of dreams after this one, but I don't have much recall of them. This is the one that stood out from the rest in my memory and I think I lost the others while recalling and writing this one.

I dreamt last night in black and white, which is a first for me. The set-up of the dream was odd; it was like a game or simulation. An experiment. I was on an old luxury boat, and it was sinking. There were four groups of people staying in different cabins- one was a single mom and her two kids, one was two good friends, one was an African tribe that stayed above deck the entire time, and the other I can't remember. I had to experience each group, as if it were a level in a video game, as they tried to survive. I don't think they made it; the most vivid part of the dream was me dying. I often die in dreams, but I always wake up before I'm legitimately dead. This time, however, I died all the way- I fell backwards, and then there was a rapid progression of black-and-white imagery. Then I woke up.

Lucid
task of the month

I'm so happy!! I've been struggling for ages to get a decent lucid dream that actually lasts and I've finally got it. Admittedly it was semi lucid in parts and my recall for the start is a little hazy (hoping more of that will come back to me) but it was still a fantastic experience and my dream control was great.

Basically I had a nap this afternoon to catch up some sleep with the intention to DILD if I had the opportunity and it all evolved from there. It was a shock to me at first when I started getting WILD sensations and I really enjoyed them this time, they felt really relaxing and comfortable. After this I found that my brain was in imagery overload and imagining loads of random images. One of them became particularly strong - I had found a way to break a simple sweets/toy machine without getting caught and could take all of the contents. This image was verging on dream-level and I hung it to it for as long as I could. After a while I felt myself coming out of the WILD state so refocused all of my energy on the image mentioned above. Before long the scenery started changing without my conscious effort, I still remember Thomas the Tank Engine in there somewhere.

After a while the random colours and imagery had evolved into a dream environment, I didn't even have to bother reality checking etc as I remembered the whole process. I started grounding myself, concentrating on what I could feel, smell and see. Foolishly I tried hearing the outside world too and almost lost my lucidity, but my determination and hand rubbing kept me in the dream. After this I found I could continually do the hand rubbing with an extra set of arms so set off on an exploration.

I was at my University and it looked a bit like the BBC news set. I didn't want to hang around here so headed to the back to find some toilets and check out my appearance in the mirrors. (I've heard a lot of rumours regarding this) A group of woman were approaching in front of me and being really slow so I dodged around them, noticing as I did so that one of the women was sick of the group and slipped into a cupboard instead of following them. When I got to the mirror I saw that I had my four arms. I decided to try and remove two of them and make the remaining ones more muscly. I couldn't do this effectively so instead I enticed the extra two out again and grew all four arms to hulk like proportions. Soon after this I remember I had the opportunity to dream fight but my recall around this point is quite hazy.

I left the toilets and loads of people were heading upstairs to my "flat" where we were going to party. I didn't want to bother with the stairs as I was lucid so decided to fly straight upwards through the floors. It got pitch black once I tried to do this however and it resulted in my first successful teleportation. I simply pictured the room and *bang* I was transported into it. Once there I was alone and didn't know what to do, and then I realised - Task of the Month! To the best of my knowledge the task was to eat a piece of dream fruit and pick a piece of dream fruit (I now know this to be from the dark side of the moon) so headed out to do both of these things. I visualised an apple a couple of times but it wouldn't appear, so instead tried a different tactic of turning away and visualising it behind me. To my surprise this worked really well and I bit into my new found apple with joy. It tasted quite fizzy but was by far the best apple I've ever had. Next I decided to persue the advanced task incorrectly and found a small plant in the hall way, I decided this was enough and tried to grow some fruit on it. I used the same looking away visualisation technique to get fruit onto the branches of the small plant. The first couple of tries yielded mouldy results but by the third try I grew a perfect lemon. I remember vividly how the plant prickled me as it pulled apart the leaves to get to it. After this I decided to practice again as the lemon was quite small, and grew a perfect sized grape instead.

Upon re-entering the main room in the flat I found that loads of people had arrived. I had vague memories of old tasks of the month as I was unsure which ones to do and remembered "kiss a dc". At this point I saw my friend A_ trying to kiss Rolf Harris. Rolf looked really uncomfortable so I went over, hugged him, and pushed Adam away, offering to get them both drinks. After a bit of mingling I realised that I wouldn't be able to recall all of this lucid as it was so long (there's still much I know that I can't recall) and decided to do one last thing. Whilst thinking this I saw Charlie Sheen in the corner with an inflated head - yes, punch Charlie Sheen. I went over, punched him quite hard and he disappeared.

I was so confident of my dream control at this point that I created credits. They were displayed as lots of small white letters in computer font making up the shapes of bigger letters on a black background. They read "This was a Josh production. Thankyou for watching." I then used this to make white noise and voluntarily woke up.

WILD

Had the day off from school today, so I was able to sleep in. As I started to get into light sleep, sleeping for around twenty minutes at a time (because I just wasn't tired anymore) I started to hear a fuhfufhfuhfuh sound every once in a while. I stayed still and enjoyed the feeling which facinated me. I decided to roll over and felt my self roll out of my body. I then sank far into my bed-which was an amazing feeling- then to finally roll out of my body one final time. At this point I sat up on my bed an watched my clock for a while, which was on my shelf like always, but this time my shelf was in the middle of my room. The clock had around 8 digits that kept changing. I watched for quite a while taking it all in. At this point, I realized that I had a big hat on my head which I finally took off. The Continuous lack of clarity made me decide to look for a pair of glasses, an idea someone mentioned, which i couldnt seem to find. After that, I headed down stairs to chow down on some food. I entered the kitchen which had a little dog running around, and from there opened the pantry door. I then grabbed a packet of pop tarts (which we don't own ha) and headed over to the livingroom to scope things out. I saw some of my moms friends and decided I wanted to see one of them's breasts. I found this weird, because this isn't really like me, but I asked her what she had on her shirt, and then started unbuttoning it to show her what it was (reality checked about 5 times first). At the point that I saw here breasts, I started waking up around this time, but I decided I wouldn't move and try to deild, which makes me glad that I was lucid and likeminded enough to remember. I woke up, and after 5 minutes or so of not moving a muscle I decided I wasn't tired enough to go back to sleep, so here we are. I've had this same experience happen to me before eventhough I didn't record it; it seems as if uncounciously tring to WILD (especially in the morning) is the best way for me. Next time I'll try to remember to rub my hands, listen, and smell ect. Although this is only my second WILD, it really didn't last long, maybe four minutes. If I could just have a lucid dream earlier in the night!

Recall:7
Lucidity: 7
Length:3
Control: didn't alter anything
Clarity:3
Likemindedness:6
Dreamscape:4
Overall:7

I had a dream last night that my dad had given me tickets to go see a Phillies game. Naturally, I invited my girlfriend (as she is a Philly fan for every sport) and some friends. We got there and my friends purchased additional tickets for the game. On our way to our seats we were greeted by a staff member who told my friends where to go to sit, and then I handed her my tickets and she said I couldn't go to my seats. She said beacuse they were in my Dad's name, I needed a copy of the insurance policy showing him and I being related. (???) So we stood close to where there was an elevator that would take us up to our seats, and when said employee wasn't looking we went in the elevator and up to the 4th floor. We were looking around for our seats, but could not locate them, then my girlfriend vanished. I was invited by a girl with a foreign accent to sit at the end of her row, and for some reason, her little brother kept trying to wrestle me. The game had just started but I couldn't see it from my seat. Some additional friends (girls) decided to leave and when they left I kissed them goodbye. It was a very odd dream, and I'm pretty sure I have whoever is reading this, laughing at me.

I am in some sort of group in a school (highschool?). One guy, two girls, and me. The two girls are complaining about being "slightly too fat." We are, as a group, using little push vacuums (floor sweepers?) on the table we are at. No idea why. It is now time to go to school lunch. We go downstairs into the cafeteria. I am waiting in line. I listen to "In the Hall of the Mountain King" in my head. It is an FM synth chiptune version.

Like this, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZNvMJjKSis , but with instrument quality like this, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gBiIr-bFiKM. I watched the second video the day before, but searched for the first today to see if I could find one.

The song playing on the loudspeaker ends and starts up with the same song I have in my head. I find that to be a strange coincidence. I think of posts I have read on dreamviews that say "Well this can't be happening, I must be dreaming!" I find it silly to me, but I do a reality check, the nose plug, anyways. I can feel my breath flowing through my nose. I try it again. I lose my visuals

I remember the thick steak fries in the little paper thing next to me on the stand. I imagine grabbing them and stuffing them into my mouth. I try to imagine the thick potatoey texture and flavor. I also lick some sort of meat covered in barbecue sauce.

I have my visuals. I run upstairs. I don't remember why. It's not quite as vivid as I would like it to be, nor am I thinking as clearly as I could be. It's dark upstairs. After fiddling with the light switch, it is dim. I decide to try fireballs from my hand. I try forcefully opening my hands and imagining fireballs. It keeps failing. I am eventually pulled out of the dream into waking life.

I had actually pretty vivid dreams and I also felt strong feelings in the dreams.

Im at this inside arena and Im watching UFC or some fighting match. The competitors come in and they are like showing off how badass they are. First some guys come and some SWAT guys are following them. Then there is this guy saying how he has hanged an 8-year old child and disgraced the cross. Im then in this room where the walls are painted black and theres a blue cross hanging from the ceiling and then theres this sack where the child is hanging. I feel really disturbed and the dream is pretty nightmareish I wake up and still feel disturbed because of the dream.


R is at our house and he has bought some clothes for me. I take one of them and its this woolly shirt. I put it on and go to see myself from the mirror, but when Im watching myself from the mirror the shirt has changed into a light and dark blue striped hoodie.


Im at school sitting in front of our german class. Im about to put my shoes on, when 8th-grader N who is sitting beside me kicks my shoes away. I get really pissed off and I grab him from his shoulders and put him against the wall. Hes friend says to me that "I wouldnt do that" referencing to N's bodysize, he looks abit bigger than me, N also says that I shouldnt do it. I say "Fuck you, if we end up in fist fight, size doesnt matter, Ill punch you so hard your drop from the first hit. Then I keep threatening him, and I threaten to dig his eyes out with my keys. He looks abit scared and doesnt reply. I leave him there.
Im about to inside the class but to be sure I leave my shoes to some other place so that N cant do any harm.
At some point of the dream I ask P to teach me some judo-moves just in case.
I also noticed JH was talking with N.

I've been having dreams involving a girl that I stopped talking to about a month ago. We were talking and Liked each other but some things happened and we stopped talking.she started dating of my friends a few days ago.

Anyways, in my dream I was in a room with her and her boyfriend and some other people, and she was walking by me and started holding my hand, but I let go of her hand, and then she started crying saying she tried to make it work. That's all I remember from my dream.

Also a few weeks ago I dreamt I was at a party and she was there. She saw me and just gave me a look like "what are you even doing here" and she started laughing.

A week or so before that dream I dreamt we were in a coffee shop, and we were sitting together. She was cold so we started holding each other. I don't remember much else since this dream happened a while ago.

3-5-11 Chilling at a friends house with a bunch of people who are also coworkers and friends of mine 5 total including myself. We were doing some fun things, but I don't remember until bad stuff started happening. It was nighttime and we were standing in the house with lights out looking out a large window when we saw a car pull up the long driveway. We all knew it was bad news, but went along with it anyways. The guy came up to the door and we let him in. said he needed a place to stay or something like that. He had a bag and said he had something to give us. He pulled out a gun, not sure what he was looking to gain or steal from us but w/e.

Next thing I remember is we're in the back yard and all of them are hostage. I am out probably 50 meters just acting dead for some reason. I hear about a hundred gunshots and that must be what tipped me off it was a dream. Realizing it was a dream and just lying in the grass I figured I may as well do something. So I ran up to the guy and just sort of laid on top of him. I got shot must have been 10 times in the process, but I considered myself a hero anyways. He escaped not in his car, but on his bike, but it was ok now because he was gone and I saved the day.

I had a false awakening in the hospital with gunshot wounds and the thought in my head that I had somehow saved the day. I had the suspicion that it was a dream. So I just got up and instead of doing lucid dream stuff just went on with life. People weren't as impressed as I had hoped they would be I think.

I woke up and at random times through the day wondered if that actually happened.

3-8-11 Outside of work on my way to NS I look to my left (south) and in broad daylight see the moon. It is almost a full moon and far larger than it should be. I stare in awe. There is a huge blue splotch on it as if it was an ocean of water, but that didn't occur to me during the dream. The eclipsed part of the moon is pitch black instead of being see through. The sun is out at the same time, but I never looked at it.

I see a coworker taking out trash and ask if he's seen the moon So I show him. We lay in a grassy area in awe and eventually a large crowd is around us. Somebody in the crowd was unimpressed and it led everyone to be equally unimpressed. I lost focus on the moon and couldn't find it for a minute because it wasn't in the same location. It is now in the east and extremely large. It is also partially transparent and you can see the mountain range in the background. There isn't blue on the moon now but red. I think to myself it would be a great picture but I didn't pull out my camera. By now much of the crowd has left. And that's all I remember before waking up.

I deam about the moon very often.

I look at my TV stand from the same exact place I am sleeping in real life and There is a baby made of chocolate on the shelf. It went black after but It seriously was wierdly quick

This dream has been haunting me for a year and yet though I wished to re-enter the dreamscape, I was unable to do so mainly because I was quite uneducated regarding the Lucid Dreaming. The reason why I post this is because I may conduct a way of lucid induction of the very same dream (through MILD). Words cannot simply describe the emotions that I have experienced during my interaction with this peculiar simulated world, unlike any other dreams that I have ever experienced.

The dream contained 2 specific parts, and yet they were chained without the repulsion of change, which is extremely odd as they conveyed opposite philosophies.

The mountain in which the paradise stood still

The origins of the place I had the honor to visit thanks to my revolving subconscious seemed to lead a root in ancient mythology and rural simplicity. And however what seemed to be a rural dreamscape, with green meaningless fields of grass turned into a vivid green forest, in which I encountered a family of natives (DCs of course). They were interesting and friendly, but what impressed me was mostly was the fact that they could live in the wild forest, needing no cover. Their clothing (an overestimation of course, they were barely clothed) resembled the clothing old Indians used to wear. The men were bulky but with no exaggeration, they carried beards around their faces and yet no mustaches, and even so they we're not vibrating with masculinity but rather ignorance of the reality they lived in. The women were firmly shaped, with wavy hair and in contrast to the males, they were extremely feminine, by the way they would walk or gesticulate. I couldn't help but notice the way both males and females would convey sexual emotion though not in an explicit way, and I could also observe that they did not seem to limit themselves to the opposite gender, and though they would convey that through movements and interaction between them, there was no explicit action related to this topic, from which I could understand that they had the intelligence needed for one to be considered a "modern human being". The innocence they were living in was impressive and so I discovered the end of the forest, a great dark lake leading towards a broken mountain, from which cut I could see great shadowy horrific figures, overshadowing that part of the forest, allowing but a clearing to light the environment. As I have stated before, the feeling I instantly received through simply observing this image was one that I have never felt before, vibrating both bliss and and misery, and so I could only allow myself to kneel in front of it. For a moment, I had to look away, as it was too much to take. Peering again at the pretty postcard landscape, now that I could comprehend more of it, I noticed a ship sailing about, one that resembled the ones old Vikings used to sail with. I began to depart as I was waving to the family, still locked in its innocence, as the ship was taking me far away into the grotesque but peaceful nothingness.

In a moment's revelation, I looked and I could see but the lake, the ship and the stars, a true cosmic projection in space and time, which a moment will reverse, and the lake, and the ship, stood still amid the paradise.

The world that spins the other way

The flow of euphoria vanished and without the image of me landing somewhere, I could see the representation a a dystopia environment but I realized that it was just more than that. I was amid some strange metallic fields, displaying horrible representations of strange entities, from which I could stare at their heads, looking like gas masks, with the exception that these were no masks, they were certainly part of their head, as in the reddish glow of the sky, I could see both flesh and blood. The grass was now vibrating silver gleam and the demonic red of the sky, not to mention the crawling fire around me, showed true suffering. Two thoughts came in my mind: the suffering was useless, meaningless, unlike the wars men has started, I just knew that, no explanation being given. The second thought related my view upon this world: I was embracing it in harmony. Though these horrors moved sarcastically in a metaphysical procedure through me, I was at peace. A building displaying the image of ying-yang though the dark part was replaced by a red colour. More peculiar was my knowledge upon the world, I simply knew there were no cycles of day and night, but one single state, a red state, at which moment, looking in the far distance, an old house was burning in flames. I walked away, swiftly, observing suffering around me, perhaps beings running away to nowhere.

And I woke up.

Commentary:

The states of my mind which allowed me to preview this world were complex, and I hope that one day through lucid meditation, I could re-induce myself in this state of world... and could somehow cultivate more information regarding it.

TL;DR Iammad

Found some time to write the rest!

Awake Non-Lucid

So, Arron the wolf and I are going to hunt Rochelle and complete the game.

The woods are still dark, but I find a small tunnel. I manage to crawl through, until I come across two girls my age.

They're part of the game. I hit one, causing her face to hit the tunnel, the other one snaps a picture, and then punches me.

I float upwards, through the tunnel. She killed me, but the game isn't complete. It looks like she's dead too. I am not human anymore, or not in human form. I'm simply there.

I realise that in the middle of the forest is a large, field like square patch of sand. There's a building in the middle. Two guys stand next to each other on it. The sky is red, with black clouds hanging in the air.

A voice rings out. It says that the two men will fight to the death. The survivor will win the game. I float closer, to get a better look. One of them is short and bald. He's covered in thin, golden tattoos and is chinese. The other is taller, arrogant looking, and from korea.

The Korean man wins. I drop onto the building to start a new game. The Korean guy attacks me. I back flip, kicking him in the face. The two girls scream and rush forwards. I have no experience in fighting but the moves come from no where. I spin my hands around, punching, kicking and flipping about like people in videogames. Eventually I get hit though, and I die again.

Planet Moon is under massive attack by Dark Templars riding android horses with glowing red eyes.

Moon Orcs and Moon Dragons fight back.

The people of Hollow Moon pour out. The look like burning shadows. fucking terrifying. It seems as if they have a fire energy core in a dark energy skin. They slash the Templars.

I become consumed with dark energy. I cackle maniacally and morph into a werewolf. My symbiote giggles incessantly. I form a storm inside my belly, and shooting dark energy tentacles at all the Templars, then channel lightning down my tentacles. The Templars get electrocuted, and I spin them, tossing them into different dimensions.

The King of Hollow Moon says we must leave for we attracted the invaders.

I refuse.

He says we can move our entire dreamscape Planet Moon off the old Moon with just a thought.

I move Planet Moon off of the old Moon, right next to it.

The King grunts in approval, then shakes my hand, and nods.

I stare at the two moons: One Green, one Grey.

I stare in silence for what feels like hours or even days.

I watch all the life on both Moons.

Then, I see the entire universe is teeming with life, but we can only perceive an tiny percentage. I see creatures like plankton swimming through space.

I ask Xaphor if many people may now be able to perceive the Green Moon.

He whispers: many.