memorable

What a brilliant nights sleep, a bit of background information first. I have no recall before my last hour or so sleep, but I had a total sleep time of about 11 hours. I had every intention to lucid dream and my bed was incredibly comfortable.

Non Lucid
Lucid

I am being chased through the jungle on a very linear path, just like a level out of Donkey Kong. I'm not sure what is chasing me or who I am with. Eventually a see a red token fly past and try to catch it, assuming it would be a power up or something help me escape being chased. This token has a white stencil of Bowser from Mario on it, once I touch it it balloons in size and starts chasing me too, destroying everything in it's path. Eventually it gets stalled and I look round and realise that I am at home, he can't fit through the hallway door. At this point I realise that once again I'm being chased and that I must be dreaming. I don't quite get the opportunity to become lucid as I wake up seconds after making this realisation.

After this dream I got woken up by the phone. I turned over and tried going back to sleep and WILDing, I didn't really need to sleep but I really wanted to Lucid. I remembered some advice that I'd heard about focusing on internal stimuli to get back to sleep so started vividly visualising things. A thought entered my mind about how humans can't explain some learned skills such as riding a bike, we can just do them, so I started trying to visualise how exactly I balance on a bike no handed. I have visualised things in the past for nmenonics and have always found it very hard to "tame" the images I create, they always seem to morph into unwanted viewpoints or into different objects entirely. However I decided this would be my internal stimuli challenge, not only would I get back to sleep I would also try and help improve a useful skill.

The next thing I knew I was awake and really needed the toilet, after I was done it occurred to me that I had failed my WILD. I decided to do a RC anyway and was very excited when this worked.I decided to do further reality checks so tried to float, at first this didn't work but then I gripped onto the sink for a bit of a boost and found myself floating. This made me extremely happy. At this point I left the bathroom and went into the kitchen, I assume I was only semi lucid here for a moment because I decided that I still needed to reality check further and was going to see what happened if it cut myself on a knife. Upon seeing that my knife was actually a single blade of a pair of scissors and became fully lucid again. On my way back to my room I bumped into two of my flatmates. Not thinking that they were DC's I happily exclaimed "I'm lucid dreaming", from what I've heard this causes DCs to vanish, however I don't think they fully clocked on because they both got angry at this point and tried forcing their way into my room afterwards to find out more. I managed to hold the door shut against them but then it got smashed down. Donkey Kong was back, he seems to have been lingering on my subconscious. He overpowered me for a moment until I realised that I was invincible in a dream state and I forced him out, his appearance flickered to that of my Dad for a split second and also an unknown female. Once I had locked everybody out of my room I decided to try and fulfil one of my dream goals - play in the superbowl. I convinced myself that through the bathroom door was the stadium. Upon the first opening this didn't work but upon the second the appearance had changed somewhat. Clothes and drapes hung from the ceiling and I was excited that I'd managed to influence my environment even to that extent. This excitement woke me up.

At this point I was aware of being in my bed but could hear my infamous ringing sound which indicated I was about to lucid. I found that by holding my eyes in a certain manner I could increase this ringing. I started visualising lots and once again woke in my bed. I went into the bathroom again and reality checked. It worked, but the dream wasn't too vivid. I tried grounding myself by feeling the texture of the towels, the texture of the floor on my feet and I also bit my finger to feel the pain and stimulate my tongue. This grounding had surprisingly realistic effects, all of these actions felt extremely real. Unfortunately the next thing I knew I was awake for real. Unless I am still dreaming now.

Although I didn't do anything particularly exciting in these dreams, I'm very proud of the progress I have made. This is the first time I've had multiple Lucids in one night and the first time that I've had LDs on consecutive nights. Hopefully tonight will mean three in a row!

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DJ Log: February 12, 2011 – Morning, 8:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am entering a large parking garage through a doorway from an airport. The warm humid air stinks of car exhaust and tire smoke. The sound of the buzzing ballasts in the putrid yellow high-pressure sodium light fixtures drown out my footsteps. The walls are dingy gray and there are many rusty pipes along the ceiling. I walk down the main aisle and approach the railing on the ramp where I can see the levels above and below the level I am walking on.

There is a guy walking on the lower level who is looking under and between cars as he walks toward the ramp. He has medium-length dark hair and is wearing a black leather jacket over a white t-shirt, black jeans, and black boots. He is carrying a large pistol, and has another pistol in a side holster. Before he spots me, I quickly move away from the railing and walk briskly up the ramp and toward the central stairway and elevator shaft.

As I approach the elevator, I see a guy who appears to have been shot in the leg. He is tying a t-shirt around his wounded leg and gives me a distressed look as I approach. He has long dirty-blond hair and blue eyes, and is wearing a long-sleeve gray striped shirt, torn blue jeans, and black shoes. There is some blood on the ground, and what looks to be the bullet he was shot with. There are several brown cloth shopping bags and a light gray case sitting on the ground. The case has a broken latch and is partially open, revealing that it is full of bright green pills. I ask him, “Are you OK?” As he is cleaning off his hands in a water fountain, he replies, “I am being hunted and it is not safe to stay here.” I say, “I think I saw your hunter on the way over here and he's walking up the ramp to this level right now.” I ask, “Are you OK to walk?” He replies, “My leg is OK, but I could use some help.” I ask, “Would you like me to help you carry anything?” He replies, “Sure, if you could grab the case, it is more important than any of these bags.” I pick up the case, holding it closed to keep any the pills from falling out. He picks up a couple of the bags and puts them into a trash can, then picks up the rest of the bags and walks with me to the stairs.

We walk down the stairs for a couple of floors, then decide to try the elevator. We walk around to the elevator and press the down button. The door opens immediately, and when we get in, the door closes quickly behind us. The control panel has only one button, so I push it. The elevator is making no noise and I cannot feel any movement at all. I can see my blurry reflection in the door, so I move closer and see that I have really large ears and a third eye in the middle of my forehead. I immediately become lucid and take a brief moment to stabilize by rubbing my hands together while looking up at the ceiling of the elevator. The ceiling is a typical medium fake wood-grain laminate with some brass panels in the corners. There are three white porcelain pull-chain sockets, two of which have a clear light bulb in them. The third socket has the broken remains of a bulb. There is a rusty metal fan grille with a logo plate that looks like it's in Russian, having an inverted 'N' and some other letters on it. I look down again and see that my reflection is gone and the control panel has hundreds of buttons on it now.

Realizing that I am dreaming now, I really want to strike up a half-intelligent conversation with the DC I just met. I look at the guy and ask, “What's your name?” He replies, “I'm Joe.” I put out my hand and say, “I'm Jim, glad I can help you out.” He gives me a firm handshake and says, “Thank you.” While giving Joe a good looking over, I say, “I love your hair, it's my favorite color.” He says, “Thanks, I like yours as well.” I ask, “Wouldn't it be awesome if we could trade hair for a day?” Joe looks at me for a moment, slightly puzzled, then asks, “Does it seem like this elevator is not going anywhere?” I reply, “I'm not sure. I haven't felt it move yet.” I look at the control panel and now there are no buttons at all. Becoming impatient with the elevator, I grab the door and force it open, only to discover that we are on the same level of the garage. I say, “Shit! Let's go back to the stairs. At least they seem to work properly in here.” We walk around the elevator and start heading down the stairs.

There is a female attendant standing behind a podium on the first landing of the stairs. She is collecting a cash payment for a ticket to access the last section of the stairway. A couple of rough-looking guards are checking ticket stubs as people pass through. Some people in front of us pay, receive a ticket and walk through. Both Joe and I pull out some cash and pay the attendant, but before we receive our tickets, I see the hunter walking toward the other side of the elevator shaft on the floor below. Joe's back is toward the hunter, and I am facing his direction. The hunter is looking the opposite direction as he approaches the elevator area.

I grab Joe and move in close to him to avoid being seen, saying softly, “Don't move and don't look to your left, the hunter is right there below us.” He looks at me with an absolutely terrified look. I say, “Just play along and blend in, or he will see us. Let's act like we're just some random tourists and kiss on the stairway.” The expression on his face changes from terrified, to a blank stare, then to a 'come and get me' grin. I drop the case on the ground, throw my arms around him, and start kissing him. He puts his arms around me and kisses me back very intently. His hands slowly massage their way up my back, then he grabs a handful of my hair and pulls me in slightly closer. I close my eyes and run my hands up his back, then grab his hair and pull him even deeper into the kiss. I could feel his heart pounding together with mine as our tongues got together and we kiss even more intensely. After a moment, I open my eyes and see that we are standing in an entirely white space with nothing and nobody around. I close my eyes again, and this was the dream's exit.

Dream - Lucid - Other

Last night before I went to bed, I took a Tylenol that had codeine in it, because I was in a lot of pain (thanks to mother nature). I should note that I very rarely take these, this is probably the 3rd or 4th time in my life that I've taken one. Let me tell you...I had a very intense experience. For now, I'm going to categorize it as "other" to separate it from the "dream" and "lucid" categories.

I was in sleep paralysis. I started to sit up slowly. I thought I was doing so in waking life. I thought it was my real body sitting up. But then, I seemed to float. I could still feel the sleep paralysis and heaviness of my body. I opened my heavy eyes, and looked in the mirror. I saw my body lying in bed in the reflection. I kept feeling this "tugging" feeling to go back to my body, and, after trying to resist the feeling, I inevitably returned.

After that, I was transitioning in and out of this state over and over again, every time feeling my body in sleep paralysis even though I wasn't "in" my body. Sometimes, I could manipulate the light in the room, like I could "turn" the lights on and off. One time, I pulled myself up out of my body, and was looking over my body in bed, and I saw myself blinking my eyes open and shut. This freaked me out, so I went back. I kept wanting to fly through the ceiling, to get out of my room each time, but the "tugging" sensation always brought me back.

I also sleep with a sleeping mask on, and in one of these experiences, I felt like it was covering my eyes and I couldn't see, so I kept taking off "layers" of the sleeping mask to improve my vision, which only worked slightly. Each time prior to this, though, I could feel the sleeping mask, but could see pretty clearly.

I also started trying to "roll out" of my body. I would feel myself turning over and over, and when I felt ready, I'd "roll out" of my body.

Each one of these experiences was pretty brief, with the first few being the longest. I finally decided to dream, and stop trying to project, or whatever was going on.

Then, I had a lucid dream, where I was in a different version of my house, trying to project like I had been doing previously. I dreamed I was sitting up in a chair, trying to exit my body. I remember my mom being in the room too. This kept happening over and over again. It was like I was trying to show my mom what I was doing.

Then, I was in the street of my dream neighborhood. It was nighttime out, and very vivid.

All the sudden, I was flying through space, and then, there was the moon, right in front of me, rotating, looking very different, like there was some sort of community built there. I thought about WakingNomad and his visits to the moon. I kept feeling like I was going to wake up or lose the dream, but I was determined to stay in it. Everything blacked out, and then I was on the moon in one of the buildings. I examined my hands to induce clarity. Two young men approached me, and asked if I knew where WakingNomad was. I told them no, I was actually looking for him myself. I turned one of the windows in the building into stained glass. I didn't have any particular pattern in mind, but what came out was a cross in front of an airplane. Then, I entered the room into which the window looked into, and there were those stained glass windows,with the crosses in front of the planes everywhere in the room.

At one point in this dream, I tried creating a portal by saying "Portal, appear!", as I usually do. I think I was already on the moon when this happened, and I either woke up or entered another dream upon doing this.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

Good morning! Finally a morning I can wake up with a smile on my face. Had halfassed intentions of becoming lucid last night, I really wanted to but my confidence levels were kinda low. An hour before bed I started believing in it more, and after a short WBTB this morning, I got lucid. Had quite a few other interesting dreams, so here goes.

21.15: Sleep

06.15: Kickass
I'm with a few people and one of them, a Spanish-looking dude is really annoying the shit out of me. I can't take it anymore and we start to fight. I walk in on him and give him an elbow to the face, I don't get it right and I headbutt him in panic. He staggers away with blood on his face. "That's a good one" he tells me and we start to fight with our fists. As usual in dreams, my punches are weak and barely do any damage. The more I hit him though, the more effect they seem to have and soon I'm pummeling away. I grab his head and smash it against a desk, and right after that I knee him in the face. He falls down and I sit ontop of him and hit him for a long time. The ambulance arrives and they put him on the stretcher. He's bloody but conscious. I take his hand and tell him it was a good fight. He gives me a bloody smile and says: "Yes, yes it was."

06.15: WBTB 15 minutes

07.30: Fragment
*I'm talking aboud lucid dreaming to a few people.

07.30: Zombies are coming MILD
I'm in a tiny room with four other people. "You have to escape" a man tells me and walks out with two girls. They close the door and I'm left in the tiny room with a girl. I look around and spot a window high up on the wall. It's just a ventilation window but I realise it's my only way out. I punch at the window frame and break the glass. After some tearing and punching, it's all gone and I'm left with a body sized hole I can crawl out of. I am halfway through when I remember the harddrive. I pull it from the wall and pocket it. "What about me?!" the girl asks me. "You have to sacrifice yourself for humanity" I tell her and drop out the window. I land rougly and drop the harddrive.

I pick it up and pocket it again. I suddenly realise that I forgot alot of other stuff. I look back up at the window a few meters up. The girl leans out and is holding a gun. "Want this?" she asks me with a smile. I dread she won't give it to me but she drops it. Next comes an ammo clip, my working helmet and my wallet. "Want your hat aswell?" The orange hat, I can't leave that! She lets it go and I grab all my stuff and start to run. I can hear dogs barking in the woods behind the building I just left. "Damn, the zombies must be really close" I think as I run and try to put on my helmet. I look to the side as I'm running on the road in the middle of a neighbourhood. I fear I will see shadows running behind the houses. I can almost see one, but not clearly.

Suddenly I become lucid. I forget all about the zombies and just look infront of me. The dream seems to be very stable and clear. I focus on my senses and I can feel each step I take, hear the sound of my boots and I even taste the neutral taste in my mouth. I smack a bit with my tongue for fun. My vision is better than it has been for a long time, and it seems to be around sunrise. The sky is blue and a comforting glow is coming from somewhere. The town seems to be empty though and I decide to fly some. I run and jump two times before I remember that trying to fly while running is hard. I stop and jump two times before I start floating upwards.

I fly towards a parkinglot and land on the other side of it. I look back and once again, the view is amazing. I'm not sure I have had such a stable lucid before. Everything is just like real life. I look at my hands and rub them together. I want to play around with telekinesis so I try to find something suitable. I spot a taxi backing up slowly and I reach out with my hand. I lift it up slowly and the rear of the car gets pulled up as if by some invisible chain. I start to float upwards myself in synch with the car. I let it hang a few meters up. "Screeeeeech" I turn around and forget all about the car. Behind me, two cars have almost collided. There are tire tracks on the road infront of them for some reason. There's a family of muslim girls in one of them and they look very frightened.

They quickly recover though and drive off. The second car, filled with old ladies go after them. Suddenly Monica appears out of nowhere. "Hey babe, you know we're dreaming right?" I ask her to see what she would say. "Are we? Really?!" she asks me and smiles. "Yeah! What do you want to do?" I say. I can't come up with anything. "Wanna have sex?" she asks me. "Sure", I pick her up. I position her against the railing of the parkinglot. I take a look at the whole place and it's still very stable and vivid. "Gotta focus and not get too excited" I tell myself and remember some of the sex tutorial. I start to help her undress as I'm holding her in my arms. We laugh. I soon get to her panties and I pull them to the side instead of removing them. With a last look around I go down on her and my focus of the world is lost. The darker parts of her loins claims me and all I'm left is my touch as I close my eyes. She seems to enjoy it for a few seconds. I can feel the dream slip.

I wake up and get on the computer. DV is down and so I try to open a word document to write the dreams down in. I can't do it for some reason and I try for a long time, it's very frustrating.

08.15: Fox
I'm with my dad and we're on a horse. I'm sitting at the back and we're walking on a path with a forest on our right. I start worrying about wolves and suddenly one comes rushing out. Only it's alot smaller and orange. The fox starts barking and yipping. It tries to bite me in the feet and I pull them up. I hit it on the head lightly with a tool and it starts to cry. "Foxes don't cry" I say and it gets aggressive again. I hit it lightly again. We arrive at our old house and dismount. The fox is still with us, but now it's turned completely white. It actually looks like a tiny troll with a huge, snow-white hairdo. I explain to the troll that we usually sleep with earplugs in. I pull mine out and show it to him. He seems to be very excited, just like a kid.

08.15: Fragment
*I look at my hand and count my fingers. Seven. "My sight is probably off" I tell myself and recount them. There are fingers everywhere but I assume it's just my eyesight that is fucked up.

09.30: Kickbike, lottery winner MarTango
I'm in the neighbourhood I work at. I'm on a kickbike and I must be drunk or something like that. I look away for a second and when I look back again, I crash into a girl with a bike. "Oh shit, sorry!" I tell her and continue down the road towards our establishment. I keep on falling down though, but I do it smoothly and land on my head and roll. A few girls infront of me laugh but I continue on. I head right for a group of girls and they have to let eachother go to let me pass through. I spot atleast twenty people lying on the ground outside of the establishment. "I guess they're sleeping" I tell myself and head up the small hill.

On the wall I see a lottery ticket with a huge winning on it. I double check and it the symbols change every second, but I know it's legit. "MarTango..." I read. "That lucky fucker!" I enter the door. MarTango is standing there, smiling like never before. "You won didn't you?" I ask him. He starts to laugh. I'm happy for him and take off my shirt. "Party! Wohoo!" I yell and spin it around. I've still got two more shirts on. Eric is there and I take them off aswell. "Which one should I use?" I ask and hold them up. I've got a fourth shirt on, it's beige and green. Kinda cool.

09.30: Civilization
I'm playing some kind of real life civilization game. I'm training soldiers and I've got a flower in a tube. Five turns left and I've got a great start. Somehow my soldiers die and my flower aswell. A Polish dude shows up and tells me I should move my settlement to his. "Can I bring my computer?" I ask him. "No haha!" he tells me and moves his hands in a bumpy fashion. "Oh the road is too bumpy for it" I think and feel sad. I just bought it. He tells me he wants XP discs and I ask him what for. My friend G tells me he's got one that he can use for all of them. "How many computers do you have?" he asks the guy. "Seventeen laptops" he replies. "Where did you get all those laptops from?" I ask suspicious. If I leave my computer here, he will definitely be back and steal it.

09.30: Fragment
*I'm playing Xbox360 with my brother Morgan. All my relatives are there and they tell me to watch out for the scariest game ever. I pick it up and try to pronounce it. "Incrueliable" I say several times. The cover looks just like "Alan Wake"

09.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 12 hours

Supplements: 2 x Omega-3, 250 ml applejuice

That's it! Awesome. Stable and cool lucid, I like it. Had tons of random fragments but I decided to write those down I remembered most of. Oversleeping is always fun.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I was in bed waking up from a previous dream and I could hear my parents coming back from their Coffee. So I got comfortable and decided to have a WILD
so I got comfortable and fell asleep then when I woke up from that dream. I had the heavy floaty feeling and I was very relaxed after that I got
the wave and vibrations very intense then slowed down. Then went back to intense and repeated from there I could also hear roaring with it.

I decided to take a peak and see if anything might be there but there was nothing so I closed my eyes again. I could hear birds chirping with it and I decided
to roll out of my body so I did and I didn't get far enough. So I went back into my body and decided to do it again then all of a sudden a womans voice said
"out". So I listened to her and rolled even longer I did that and opened my eyes and I was on the floor so I did a Nose Pinch and I could breathe.

I got excited but didn't snap back into my body I did some more Nose Pinches I could still breathe. So I went out in the hallway area to be greeted by my
mother we were having a family party outside. So I went out there and said hi to everyone and mom had me go inside and put sugar into the water for my Aunt.
It had little ice cubes in there I wasn't happy at all so I went into the kitchen and smashed the glass on the floor.

Then I got another glass but a bit thicker this time and smashed that one in half. And I picked it up and said "this is my dream and I can do anything"
so I looked at the glass and imagined it turning into White Chocolate. It worked so I had a taste and it tasted exactually like the real thing
then I looked at it again and turned it into Carmel Fudge. And it tasted also like real Carmel Fudge then I turned it back into White Chocolate.

As soon as I finished it off I went back into the front room and saw my beloved pet birds (Cockatiels) that passed away. So I went up to them and started
talking to them and I was crying aswell because I miss them so much. I preceded to try and fly through the living room but my flying was horrible
I was in the main room and saw a couple of magazines scattered around on the carpet. I went to look at them they were the celebrity gossip magazines.

I thought of an idea that might help me fly so I imagined me growing a huge pair of feathery black wings and they started to appear. I took of imagining me
flapping my wings so I went back outside where the party was and mom started yelling at me for not doing what she said earlier. I looked up at my roof
and wanted to see if I can get up there so I tried with all my might and flapped my arms like a crazy weirdo and it was still dodgy.

I tried flying through the crowd of my family below and it kind of worked then. I was back inside I was going to summon someone so I expected them to be there.
And they were pulling up in a scooter type vehicle I was watching by the window. So I opened up the door and stood at the doorway with my brother and my cousin
they did the whole kiss on cheek hug greeting. I also earlier wanted to test the gender change and tried to turn into a male but it didn't work. Then I went back into my body.

Expendables characters shooting and moving all crazy like, then someone had a plan that tipped over all the sailboats within a mile of this one port, then the water drained from the large body of water. Me and my brother brett were with some special ed kids protecting them from any dangers. One special ed kid that had bowl haircut in the summer heights high uniform, decided he was no longer going to take shit from these navy d-bags, he ended up headbutting one of the guys into the ground and all you could see was his hair(will was in this dream along with some gay guys).
At home my brother recycled alcohol from our house to go somewhere with my mom, then I picked up one of the bottles, it said apple zinfadel and it was a wine bottle. The label was also a holograph and had green apples on it.

I was outside with that girl Jane from Degrassi. She was climbing something resembling a playground, but it seemed more dangerous for some reason, probably one being that she was wearing a rock climbing helmet. I was watching her. A young man came outside with climbing gear on. I found him very cute and tried to flirt. He asked me if I was interested in climbing and I said yes. Then he mentioned that I had to be 17 to climb and I said I was only 16. Jane went inside. For some reason I hid under one of those playgrounds steps that has all of those holes in it. The man looked down through it. He said his name was Katsumai and I said "Oh, so you're the Katsumai I've been hearing about!" I started flirting by getting close to his face and flicking his nose. Then we both went inside where there was party going on. He went into the kitchen to bake where another young man and an older man (maybe his dad?) were also baking. Apparently this other young man also liked me. He was making me sugarless, glutton-free pancakes. Katsumai was making (I think) a chocolate souflee. I was in the living room with my friend Kat. We were sitting on a sofa. I said "Wow, I have two guys baking over me!"

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

[I had four different dreams last night.]

[Dream #1] I'm at the apartment building where I lived in Japan. There are several different landlords who own parts of the building, which is reflected in the fact that different parts of the facade have different designs. [Of course, this was not the case in real life.] Inside the building, though, instead of many small apartments, there is one big, open space crisscrossed by wooden support beams. A few other people my own age are in the building. Several of the wooden beams are arranged in a tall pyramid shape, supporting a large heating/air conditioning unit at the apex of the pyramid. This pyramid collapses and the unit crashes to the floor. At first, I think it's killed the young man who appeared to be standing directly under it, but then I see that he's okay, just scratched up a bit.

One of the other people in this large, open space is President Obama. I follow him up into an enclosed hallway and eavesdrop on a phone conversation he's having with his wife. From the conversation, I gather that he's going to pay for repairs to the damaged support structure and HVAC unit.

[Dream #2] I'm riding on Ellen's Energy Adventure in Epcot. The ride vehicles move up to get to the room with the screens for the film portion of the attraction; I can feel the vehicle moving upward. We get to that room, and the film begins. The film starts out on only one screen, then widens to fill the wraparound screens on either side of it as well, but there are no curtains that pull back to reveal the additional screens. [There were curtains when I went on this ride in reality back in 2000, but according to an article I just read recently, they're not working anymore.] The film contains lots of exciting action sequences, punctuated and made more immersive and realistic by air jets built into the backs of the seats. The seats also have lap bars; I can feel mine. At some point during the film, it dawns on me that I'm dreaming. When the film ends, I exit the ride along with everyone else. As I walk along my row of seats, I say to the guy walking in front of me, “Hey! You're a dream character!” Again, I don't get his attention at all. I continue walking through the passageways that lead out of the building. They're very dark; I make sure to pay close attention to the people and the edges of walls that I can see by the few dim lights, because I know that if I don't, the dream will fade. As I walk, I sing a song aloud, which was my lucid goal for the night. [I don't recall now which song it was, but I have the vague impression that it was a current country song, one I know well, sung by a male singer.] It doesn't even occur to me to do anything other than go along with the dream scenario; this is a ride at Epcot, so of course I'm going to go along with it and enjoy the experience.

There's a bottleneck along the exit route that slows down the flow of foot traffic. This makes me go, “Huh? What's going on?” Then I see what's causing the bottleneck: Suspended by individual cords from a track on the ceiling are multiple pairs of 3D glasses with polarized lenses, with no earpieces, so you have to hold them up to your eyes. Each cord is attached to a little wheel inside the track, so you can move the 3D glasses back and forth along the track. This passageway is filled with painted, Star-Wars-themed scenery, and when you look through the glasses, the scenery looks 3D. I take a pair of glasses and walk with them the rest of the way out of the building. I say aloud, “Oh my God! Rope-Trak!” [While in the dream, I remembered a dream I had when I was a kid that featured a very similar system, only with harnesses attached to the ends of the cords instead of the 3D glasses. In that dream, the purpose of the system was to make sure everyone at a museum followed the same path through the exhibits. I named this system “Rope-Trak” after the fact, when I was awake and used the dream as inspiration for a school project.] I'm surprised and pleased to see this concept reappear in another dream.

I reach the outside of the building. This outdoor space looks very much like I remember it, and I can see everything clearly in the natural light. However, the sky is overcast and cloudy, and it's either raining or just about to; a hurricane is coming in. The dream ended here.

[Dream #3] I'm at my high school, just outside the gymnasium, looking south. Apparently, just being there is enough to make me realize I'm dreaming. It's nighttime, and the quad is filled with students. I decide to fly; it takes me two tries to take off. My first try turns into a big, parabolic jump. The second time, I succeed in getting airborne. To help launch myself forward, I kick off the wall of the gym with my foot, as one might kick off the wall of a pool while swimming. Among the crowd, I see the B. brothers again as I pass overhead. I think, They didn't go to my high school. I fly higher and see that the school is surrounded on two sides by ocean, which makes me go, “Huh?”

[Dream #4] I'm riding in the back seat of the brown car down a street in my old city. It's nighttime. I know where I am because I recognize the trees and landscaping on either side of the car. Looking out my window, I see a white car flying along, above and to the left of our car. This clues me in that I'm still dreaming. I wonder if I can make this car fly. Almost as soon as I've decided to try to do so, I find myself sitting in the driver's seat, alone in the car. I immediately realize that I'm now alone and driving the car, rather than riding in the back seat while someone else drove, because I had wanted/expected to be the driver. My dream control is improving. Cool.

The car is still going down the street at the same speed it was before. I make the same effort of will I used in my previous dream to fly on my own, only this time, I try to focus my will on the car rather than on my own body. As before, I concentrate on the thought of the object of focus rising up, on how that should feel. It takes noticeably more effort, but it works. I get the car into the air. However, I find that it's now traveling backward, and I can't get it to go forward. Looking out the front windshield and over the landscape, I notice that the moon is low on the horizon ahead of me and to the left, looks normal, and is full. Then the dream faded and I woke up.

I had this dream around 1988. It was very vivid but I was not lucid, if memory serves. I was standing outdoors somewhere with a guy I worked with, named Marc. There were asteroids, comets, nuclear missiles and UFOs flying wildly all over the sky, but mostly UFOs. As we all know, these are all speculated ways that the Earth may come to its demise. So in the dream I was thinking...'Wow, so this is it. All these things are happening at once.' Then suddenly this huge UFO, so big it almost completely blocked out the whole sky, comes down and lands right in front of us. It was your typical round UFO. It then proceeded to dig itself into the Earth until the roof of it was level with the ground. The whole thing was now underground! A huge round hatch (I know, so cliche) the opened up to reveal an entire fully functioning city inside! The tops of the skyscrapers were right at our feet. I wanted to climb down the side of a building and go check out this city. For some reason, I was not afraid but Marc was and he refused to go. I didn't go either but we both knew that this was the end of the world (as we know it) and that we were being taken over by aliens. I have two thoughts on this dream. The first one is that back when I had this dream, I did not believe aliens existed and had never seen a UFO. I never once considered that aliens would take us over. Also, I had never picked up a Bible and had no forethought about the New Jerusalem being brought down to Earth in Revelation. So my question is: Could this dream have been prophetic? Did I witness the New Jerusalem coming from the sky? Back in 1988, the only possible cause for the end of the world I'd ever contemplated was nuclear war, which may be why my mind threw the nuclear missiles into the air along with the UFOs and comets.

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I have plenty of unimportant dreams then...

I wake up an hour before I need to and have some resolve to change dreams up a bit.
I am visiting a former work place to tell them about how great my new career path is. Before I see anyone I see Scott my old manager and work buddy. He looks at me harshly and I see that he has died his head and face hair blond! He looks so strange now! He glares at me while working his crummy job and I walk off to think about why this is not how I planned it. I was supposed to come back and tell them how great my life was and they were supposed to gush with happiness! Now I saw this blond Scott again and he gave me a very angry look as if to tell me I was not wanted here.
This seems like a warning dream. Strangely I did think going back I would be greeted by gushing happiness but now after this dream I can see no way! That job sucked on an epic level, so much you tend to hate life and even happiness. There is no way that they would be truly happy to see me. I have worked there and been the one working in hell and watching others comer back and prance around in happiness and I felt like strangling them. How could I have been so consciously blind? Thanks dreams for putting me on the straight path. BTW the job from hell was WalMart.

10.02.2011

Meeting Dreamer (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in some sort of fighting tournament. The tournament was playoff based, with only one fight per round. All the DC I saw were random and appeared very strong. Also, there was a female DC.
It was my turn to fight and I entered the arena, I was a little afraid but I had to embrace. The battle ended pretty fast making me a victor. It was also my turn to fight again and I felt I did not rest from the previous fight. I was walking around the resting area a little worried. The resting area was made like a Colosseum. The walls and the floors were made of big squares of dark gray stones and some dirt. I had to fight a huge guy, but for some reason, I saw a book in the battle arena. I opened the book and realized it was that guy's Akashic Records. I started to mess up with them until he went bananas and defeated himself.

I exited the area waiting for quarter finals. I had to face this female DC and she told me, "Do not even thing in messing up my Akashic Records. I am a psychic and if you try, you will get confused and defeating you will be easy."

While I was planning what to do, I asked to myself, "What the hell I am doing in a battle arena? I do not fight! I am a spiritual person, not a fighter. I turned lucid and wondered where the that weird dream came from.

I exited the Colosseum and saw a dirt road. I decided to fly to make my dream stable. The sky was very blue, not even one cloud. I could feel the warmth from the sun on my face. I felt great. Dreamer came to my mind and the warm feeling arrived. I saw mountains on my way and flew faster, hopping to find Dreamer.

The mountains were very high but I could fly over them. I landed in a green and beautiful field. The field was surrounded by mountains and the sky was still very blue. The ground, was all dark green grass. I saw Dreamer meditating in the middle of the field. I flew towards her and I sat in front of her. I had a very intense warm feeling, bigger than ever and I was very happy. All I wanted to do was to stay with Dreamer. She opened her eyes and she hugged me. I felt joy. The dream started to fade and I really wanted to stay more time with Dreamer. I started to move my eyes and the dream quality increased.

Dreamer told me, "I am very happy to see you. I feel very connected with you. It is so great we are dreaming of each other all the time." I realized that due our time zone, she was not dreaming yet, so I figured she might have been thinking about me or a piece of her consciousness traveled to my dream. Dreamer did not act nor had the same energy as a regular DC.

Dreamer decided to lie down in the grass. I also did. We were looking at each other eyes. It was a continuous, permanent and without distraction eye contact. I knew I was going to ruin my REM, but I did not care. It was the perfect moment. Dreamer and I were looking into each other's eyes and after a while, the dream started to fade. I allowed it to end and woke up with a perfect image of Dreamer face, eyes and smile.

I was riding in the back of a car looking out the opposite window of where I was sitting, and I saw a huge wolf looking in right at me. I was so scared at this sight that I became lucid in the process of coping with the fear. I then proceeded to close my eyes, imagine changing the wolf into something else, and reopen my eyes. The head of the wolf started to take on the form on an old bearded man and all the color in the dream reverse (kind of like the negative of a photograph). I felt myself coming out of the dream, so I tried a technique I had heard of to keep a dream going.. I shut my eyes and spun my dream body and reopened my eyes. I didn't end up in a new landscape like I pictured I would. Rather I ended up in a geometric world full of lines and shapes that seemed to be caving in on itself and the color was still negative. I awoke soon after, the dream couldn't have lasted more than a minute or two, but it was very cool to actually be able to harness some powers in my dream state that are impossible to achieve in real life like changing the form of another creature and jumping to a new place without tradition means of transportation.

This was the first lucid dream I've ever had:

So I was in another dream, and I awoke into my bed and remembered to think "next time I'm dreaming, I'll realize I'm dreaming." Then I was floating in pure whiteness and said that thought out loud to myself. Instantly upon doing so I was hit with a full body rush similar to intense shivers and tingling throughout all my extremities and I burst through the clouds and began my descent down towards the ground, fully lucid. Not having any previous flying experience I decided to experiment how exactly flying is done. I would describe the sensation to swimming, where treading with your arms will direct you in the path you want to go. This was the happiest I have ever been as i felt the wind whipping through my hair and could see the ground rushing underneath me.

Then I saw a large pack of wild animals, some wolfs, deer, moose, and others all charging in a heard below me. I stuck both hand out in front of my face and directed the momentum and path of the herd to my exact liking and laughed out loud while doing so (I've never felt so empowered and free in my life). I continued to fly after the herd had disappeared out of sight and flew up just about a tree line. There I saw a random telephone pole and perched right on top, out of breath. I remember thinking to myself, "gee, I've never free fallen before.." and then I put my arms straight out to the side and fell backwards off the telephone pole all the way down to my bed where I awoke THRILLED at what I had just achieved. I would classify this as a life changing dream/event.

non dream - dream - lucid - semi-lucid - false-awakening

Last night I decided I should give my effords a break, because the night before I was unable to sleep (not a dream, I can assure you that wasn't a dream) and slept only 2 houres in the end, and because I had a very big dry spell and thought I was just trying too hard. But guess what happened? The night I decided to stop trying for a while I actually had a lucid! so here it is:

I am at school, everything seems normal so far, but I decide to do a reality check, I try the nose-pinch RC and it turns out I'm dreaming! I am surprised, but don't get overexcited like the last time. I decide to try the finger through hand RC, just to see what it looks like. My finger bends and it hurts like hell, I am surprised that it hurts so much, even though I know I am dreaming. Than I get an idea, even though I know my DCs aren't real, I want to scare them, and what better way to scare a bunch of DCs than comitting dream-suicide (also I wondered what it felt like to die in a dream...)? So I decide to jump from the staircase, because it's higher in my dream than in reality. Before I jump I do a final RC, I breath a few times through a pinched nose and try the finger through hand RC again, with the same result as before. I also stare at my hands to see what they look like and to stay stable. I jump, and hit the ground, it doesn't hurt but it feels really strange and then everything went black and blurry and I wake up. I'm now sitting on the long bench we eat on at school sometimes, and I am sittig next to two guys from my class.I still have a little bit of an idea what is going on, and do some weird dream-control stuff. Than one of the boys asks me to do something, and I say I can't, because the DC of the guy I was going to do it to was too weak/blurry. Then my English techer walks in, and someone (might have been me) asks him what his patronus looks like (:-|) and he says red and like a jellyfish or something simular to a jellyfish. I think this is a weird situation and realise that I get FULLY lucid.I think of what I could do next and forget to stabelise myself. I wake up with some sort of a weird euforic awesome feeling, and whisper 'Wow, I just had a lucid...'. Then I am considering writing it down. I first decide not to do it, because I was taking a break. But I then realise it's a shame to forget this expirience and write it down.

Dream Signs: 6 fingers, slight change of enviroment, patronus-weirdness