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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

22:00

Helping out
Someone wants me to save someone else from something, but I clarify we’re just in a dream, so no point to stress out. This person cries. I promise to help.

0:00

Feeling two bodies simultaneously
I was falling asleep, but then something strange happened: I felt I was lying on my bed, but although I know my BF was lying by my side, I could not feel him, so I stretched my hand out to reach him. At first I felt nothing, but then I felt his knee. He moaned and asked “what?”, I say it was nothing, but I was in such a state in between sleep and vigil, that I felt myself dissociating from my body: I felt simultaneously my “real” body on my bed and I felt myself floating above the bed on a dream or astral body. I made some sound like “wooow” and he moaned to me “are you ok?”. I was hardly able to speak or even hear my own voice by then, but I kinda moaned back “wow, I have two bodies!”, then he replied something like “you’re sleepy”, I laughed exhilarated and fell completely into the “dream body”.
[in the morning I asked him about this and he doesn’t recall it happening. It might be that it was all a dream from the beginning, that the conversation we had was already a dream or that he simply forgot.]

Chemtrails
Already disconnected from my waking body, I watch hypnagogic imagery. I got caught on some image where I was looking through a window to the sky. Although everything I see around is dark and undefined, the night sky outside is very clearly defined and I see an airplane passing low and leaving a large trail. When the airplane comes back and leaves another trail, I am sure he is leaving chemtrails. I know I am not awake but I am also not sure that I’m dreaming. I go through a short blackout and then I find myself outside on the street under that sky. My mother is with me. We look at the trails and I tell her we should go inside because it might be some nasty chemical. She is very worried. I pinch my arm to do a RC, I confirm I’m not awake, so I don’t feel so worried.
I turn back and face a large residence. We’re on the back yard. I talk to some DCs who seem to be college students. I go inside.

LDers secretariat
I meet my BF on some room, but he is very agitated and leaves right after. He goes down some stairs to the front door. I go after him but I halt on the corridor, because I see 3 doors all with signs on the door saying ”Lucid dreamers” or "lucid dreams". One is closed, the other is open and there's some guy inside but he is busy talking to someone, so I enter the last one. There’s a lady there, but she says I’ll have to come back later because she is on her break. I see she has a badge with her name, so I ask her if I can check her name once more, just so I can recall who she is on waking up. She is in a hurry and with very little patience, but she turns to me once more before closing the door and I read: Eliza Dias.

Students protest
I walk to the stairs and I pass by some window that I open to see what’s going on down there after all. The police are taking some kid in custody. His colleagues are protesting. I fly down to meet them and I ask what’s going on. They say the police came with a list of names and is taking away one by one. They say they did some demonstration days before and they are coming for them. Others don’t agree it is because of that and say a smaller group of protesters invaded a bank to stage some action there and the cops are only taking them. Meanwhile the police comes back and starts calling for more names. The kids form a block together, not allowing the cops to take them. I join them for support.

3:00

Bus ride
I enter a bus and it is my friend M. Silva who is the driver. I had just bought a ticket at a counter at the bus stop but now I’m having troubles finding it. She says it’s ok, but I must sit on the seat across from her and talk with her. I was followed by friends – Zilla and others – who want me to sit with them on the back but I tell them to go without me. Don’t recall what happened in detail, but either she or some other lady who sat by my side freaks me out, because through her ears I can see the inside of her head, which has a big fire raging. I run to some seat somewhere in the middle of the bus, which now seems like some conference room. My seat has a board over it full of pens and pencils and I have to organize them all before I take the seat. Then I see my friends in the back who signal me to go meat them. I go. Outside is raining and my clothes are all wet. They hand me over something to wear. I change. I wear something apparently too sexy with large boots. Someone comments I shouldn’t wear those improper clothes, but I say I have nothing else and won’t keep the wet clothes on.

5:00

University
Walking around some university, wearing a white robe, like that of doctors. I feel like I’m studying medicine there and I’m looking for a colleague because I’m worried about a paper we should have worked on. I pass by some open and circular room which is like a small projection room. All is dark, but I see people sitting on the seats as if waiting for something. I turn the lights on and the projector which plays a movie. They thank me. I spot some guy I have a crush on but he doesn’t say a word. Instead, some geeky guy I don’t like, grabs my arm to thank me and asks me for a kiss. I shake him off and say no. I run to the restroom. When I see myself in the mirror, I look awfully tired. I put some make up on, but I exaggerate and then have to take it off. I go out and bump into the girl I was looking for. It’s Mónica M. I tell her I’m worried because I didn’t do anything on that paper and neither she did say anything to me on that. She smiles and says “Hey, we’ve finished our courses already. Forget about the paper.” I suddenly recall it’s true, I have my degree for years. I become lucid.

Trying to rip the dream fabric
Dream fades and I end up on some place on the countryside where medieval dressed people seem to be building up a fair or a tournament site. There is a very high podium where two big guys are holding down some black guy and telling him he can choose either to be decapitated or thrown down that podium. He thinks the fall might give him some chance of survival so he chooses it. But it’s not going to happen yet, they are still rehearsing for the big date. I notice the black guy is some known comedian, so I guess this is all just a movie set and not a real thing. I walk down a road and at some point some people pass by me running because someone stepped over some beehive and the whole colony is after them and now after me, because they brought it in my direction. But I feel no stings, because I am still ware I’m dreaming. I am bored, I jump really high over some rice paddy fields and then decide to rise in the air. From up above I try to rip apart the dream fabric. I wish to get out of the imagery but not end in the blackness. Instead I wish to go to the luminous state of mind, free from imagery, where I can meditate free from distractions. But it doesn’t work. The best I can achieve is opening with my hands a little gap on the scenery from where a brief flash of light irradiates. I give up and decide to just plunge in the rice paddies, visualizing the light, hoping to meet it.

Slaughterhouse
I go through the blackness and suffer brief SP vibrations and sounds (a long time since it happened), then I find myself on a belt of a slaughterhouse, among dead bodies of cows, heading to a giant saw. I know it’s a dream, but still the idea of being cut in half creeps me out so I jump out of the belt. There are parts of animals everywhere, blood splattered on the walls, the image is horrendous, but I try to keep calm. I make a prayer for those beings and recall the light once more. Some light invades this dark creepy room through some slits on the walls.

The Light
Dream fades again and I go through SP one more time. I hear a Bollywood song playing in my head and I feel gentle vibrations throughout my entire body, rising from my feet to my head. It ends with vibrations on my 3rd eye. I hold on and find myself on a very luminous landscape. Below I see grass and trees, but above the trees there’s only a very bright, radiant white light pervading everything. I wish there was only the light, so I rise up in the air, to leave the ground behind and be totally immerse in the light, with no images to distract me. I imagine myself sitting on a lotus flower in mid air. But once there’s only light in all space, my mind starts to drift and I am dragged once more into SP. Then my BF moved and woke me up.

7:00

Became aware of myself in Gainsborough Road, a place I used to live as a child, I was awair of hearing voices and took out the MP3 ear peace out but the voices continued and found I had another ear piece in there (I normally go to sleep listening to an audio book on my MP3 player) so took that one out. Mother next to me and I told het I think that I'm dreaming, tried flying but only managed to hover for a few seconds. Tried again by flapping my arms, felt more like I was swimming upwards rather than effortlessly flying, shouted to everybody arround that this was a dream. As I came back down, I noticed that there were several chest freezers on the grass, and decided I wanted to try and see what dream icecream would taste like, asked my mother for some, she said "anything for you" went to the freezer, but when I looked in, she had just scraped together ice in the empty freezer. Tried my hand at flying again, getting to about thirty feet up, looking down, noticed an upper class type making a political speach, let myself sink and landed behind him, and started mockingly gesturing pretending to be an ancient roman senate politition, at which point I woke up.

Dream Lucid Partially lucid

February 6, '11: Had another successful WILD. It took a long while, and I moved a couple of times. But eventually I imagined that I was moving, and I felt my dream body move.

I got up. It was dark. I rubbed my hands together and on my body, and looked at my hands until my vision got better. I was in my old bedroom. I opened the window and stuck my head out. I shouted out to the sky "Hey dream!"
I heard my own voice return from the distance, it said "Hey!"
I shouted "What force is keeping me from doing what I want?" (thinking mostly of past lucid dreams, but also waking life.) It was a little difficult saying it right.
There was pause and the voice just said "Hm."

I almost woke up. I tried again and asked the same question. The voice answered and said "fear cells."
I asked what that meant. It had something to do with internal fear.
I asked "How can I overcome it?" but I don't know what the answer was, or if there was one. As I was asking these questions, the window opening kept getting smaller and I was somehow stuck.

I looked at my hands throughout the dream to stabilize.

Then I went outside, crossed the pond on some kind of tarp that was over it, and I climbed up onto the bridge (all of this is in front of my parents' house). I was barefoot and I felt the wood of the bridge with my feet. There were some guys walking around wearing what looked like hotel uniforms. The pond was now purple and boiling, with lots of waves and steam coming from it. I asked one of the guys what it meant. Either he responded or I concluded that it represented my "inner turmoil."

But I said, "It's not always that bad. See, it's calmed down." It had calmed quite a bit, but was still very wavy.
I asked how I can make it better. The guy said "grouse."
I said "what's grouse?"
Turns out it was a meat that a lady was handing out to people. I asked the lady if I could have a piece. She wasn't very outgoing or friendly, but she gave me a stick and a piece of the meat to put on the stick.

Several people were going down to the water to fry the meat on their sticks. I kissed a girl in passing. I didn't want to get too distracted by sex.

There I saw Julie. I said hi and told her that she was dreaming. She just said "OK." She was happy and friendly, but didn't seem to care about that. We went down into this little room area with a wooden floor, where the frying stuff was suppose to be. But it was all gone. Someone commented that the floor wasn't even warm.
I shouted out for heat. I didn't feel any, but the other people said it worked.

I sat between Julie and another girl, and talked. I noticed that the patterns in the wood floor looked like letters. But they didn't make any sense. Suddenly Julie kissed me and I got very aroused. She said that it was my dream making her do that. Gradually I was losing my lucidity. I told her that in waking life I like her but I don't want to have sex with her. And soon after that I woke up.

This is a significant lucid dream for me because usually dream characters in my lucid dreams are not very responsive. But these were definitely responsive and conscious dream figures. Also because it's the first time I've addressed the dream with a question.

Semi-Lucid

Hello, everyone! My first Semi-Lucid Dream starts here:I was in a Big, Black, Colosseum. The flour Chrome and everything (Including the sky) was black (But there was about as much light was a sonny day). I wandered out of the Colosseum and looked around. I went back into the Colosseum and the insides turned into a big park with lots of slides (Everything is still black, and remains that way for the entire Dream). I slid down all of the Slides. Some of the slides had Bowsers face on the ends of them. Suddenly, all of the slides brook into pieces. I climbed over some of the debris of the slides. Suddenly again, A huge slide that had to be as big as a Skyscraper, rises out of the ground. I start climbing the ladder on the edge of it. The Dream cuts to when I get to the top. When I get up there, I look down at the huge ladder I climbed up. I turn around and see the White Witch from the movie Narnia. She says,"Come... " and goes down the huge slide. I about to too but I wake up The End

non dream - lucid - non lucid

After all of those non-lucid dreams I did a WBTB.
This is the first lucid of the night.
I can't really remember the beginning, or maybe the dream started out in the pool? I don't know.


... I'm in a whirlpool with Yuya, somewhere on top of a skyscraper, presumably on earth. It's night.
We're just hanging out, talking about dreams, about life etc.
I must have transitioned into "deep dreaming" at some point since the dream feels perfectly stable.
The feeling of the constant stream of bubbles tickling my back is helping this even further.

I'm asking questions about the dream plane.
I don't understand everything Yuya tells me, and some answers she gives me are a bit vague, but I feel like I get the basic idea.
A normal dream always starts within a dream bubble, the content of which is created by ourselves, our imagination and expectations.
When you become lucid and leave the dream bubble, usually by teleportation or portals, you enter the dream plane where you can meet
other dreamers or different beings.
I don't fully understand what she tells me about layers of the dream plane though.

I tell her about my Sucker Punch dream and ask her if it was within my dream bubble or not.
She can't give me an answer, she doesn't know.
Suddenly another person enters the whirlpool... it's Babydoll from the Sucker Punch dream.
She says hi and acts as if her being here is the most natural thing in the whole world.
My mind is blown, why and how is she here???
Yuya starts laughing and tells me that I still have a lot to learn.
She tells me to examine my feelings, I have the answers for everything.

Unfortunately I can't come to a good conclusion, except that Babydoll can't be a normal DC.
So Yuya explains it:

"She's a Dream Guide silly."
"... My Dream Guide? ...I mean..."

Babydoll speaks up:

"Yes, I am your Dream Guide. You've been searching for me, so you found me."

I'm confused. What they say makes sense, but I still feel like I haven't fully understood it.
Yuya tries to explain it:

"Well, obviously I ain't your Dream Guide. I'm a spirit, I am your friend, and even though I will help you and I will guide you, I am not what you call a Dream Guide.
She on the other hand is. You needed a Dream Guide so you have found one.
She can help you with some things I cannot."

Meanwhile Babydoll is playing with the water in the pool. She's trying to create a water bubble like Yuya can, but she's failing.

"So... tell me, what is you name?"
"Babydoll!"
"Seriously? You want me to call you Babydoll? Isn't that a bit... weird?"
"Call me Faye then!"

She's energetic, not as energetic as Yuya, but I feel comfortable being around her, she seems nice.

Yuya looks away:

"Hey Liv, stop hiding there and join us in the pool! It's nice and warm!"

Liv comes out of the shadows, wearing nothing but a thin towel.
Her devil's tail is looking out of the towel.
She blushes and enters the pool.
She's really shy. I find it funny considering that she's a Succubus and all, but it's kinda cute.

I suddenly realize that I'm sitting in a whirlpool together with 3 extremely hot girls wearing nothing but a thin towel.
I don't even know if Yuya is wearing one.
How on earth did it take me until now to notice?
Yuya looks at me... she read my thoughts. I start blushing.
She gives me a bit of a 'sexy look' and starts lifting herself out of the pool until she's showing some cleavage.
I'm not sure what I look like right now, but I bet my face is as red as a tomato.
She drops back into the pool and laughs.
Faye does a facepalm and Liv has no idea what's going on.

I have to laugh myself and lean back to look at the stars.
For some reason I love it when she is messing with me, it makes me feel really good...

Non-Lucid Lucid
Nightmare

Hello, everyone! This one is a little different from my other Dream of a Lucid Dream. Because of Dreaming of Shared Lucid Dreaming! : Me, Michele, and a girl named Shelby where having a slumber party. There where 3 beds and we all went to sleep. We were in this Patrick Level from "Spongebob Squarepants: Creature from the Krusty Krab" when the Dream started. We all became Lucid at the same time. Michele was the first to say something. He said,"Dudes, where in a Lucid Dream!" for some reason, Shelby didn't say anything the entire Dream. I stated flying and said,"This... IS... AWESOME! Kinda like Leonidas. Michele started hovering from the air and said he needed help flying. I told him to hover a little bit and everytime he did that he would get better at flying. I said," I shall run at the speed of light!" I started running at the speed of light and it created some Time-slip structure and sent us one-million years in the future. I said,"This place is the place I keep thinking of in my head... It turns out the place we where in was the place I keep thinking of in my head when I'm awake. I started hovering around and said,"This is exactly that place!" and Michele said,"Cool." and started hovering around also. Shelby on the other hand just kept walking by us the entire dream. perhaps she wasn't even Lucid. I said," Lets go back to the past." Then I ran the speed of light again but woke up in the process. What a shame, I could of Actually became Lucid
The End

I am going on vacation with the Simpsons. We go to this building and take a tour. Eventually we
get up to this hallway with a huge window on the right side overlooking a beautiful view from at
least a hundred feet up. We look out the window and I sort of lean up against it. I phase through the
window and start drifting toward the ground. I wasn't falling, more floating and gravity was greatly
reduced. Bart and Lisa followed then Homer and Marge. We floated around for a while basically
moon walking, then flew back up to the building through the window. We went to tell one of the
guides about this window but the woman we told happened to be suicidal and jumped through the
window, somehow maintaining normal gravity. We continued down the hallway and went through
a door to the left. I find myself in a dark labyrinth. There is a faint red light cast on everything so I
can still see. I can also see over the walls and the floor changes elevation a lot. Not with steps but
ramps. Then my view changes to a bird's-eye perspective of the maze. I run around the maze for
a while seeing flying creatures at some points, it wasn't really scary though. Before I find the exit,
the dream ends

I woke up and I was on a bus. I wasn't too freaked out because I've nodded off on buses before. I was sitting near the front and there were two old ladies near the back. I could just make out what they were saying.

"Well, I'm somewhat glad we're finally on our way."
"I don't really regret anything."

I didn't think anything of it. I looked out the window and noticed this wasn't any usual bus route I remember. Instead of driving around town, we were driving across some kind of desert on a worn trail. The bus left a big cloud of dust behind it as it drove. I walked up to the bus driver.

"Hello, sir?" I asked.
He turned to look at me. "Yes?" he asked.
"I'm just wondering... where are we going?"
He looked solemn. He just turned away and said out of the side of his mouth, "Just... please, take your seat."

I was beginning to worry. I walked back to where the two women were so I could ask them.

"Um... pardon me a moment. Where is this bus going?" I asked.
They looked uneasy. "You don't know?" one of them asked. I shook my head.
The other just mumbled, "Oh dear..."
After a pause, the first woman said, "Sweetie... you're dead."
"...what?" I finally managed.
"Why didn't you tell him?" the second woman yelled to the bus driver.
"I didn't want to tell a kid the bad news!" he answered.

I wandered back to my seat in shock. After a while, I looked up to the driver again and said, "I can't be dead!"
"No?" he asked.
"No!" I said. "I was just napping in my bed!" This was true, I was napping around two in the afternoon when this dream happened.
"Really, now. Then why don't you just wake up?" he asked.
And I tried. I tried to wake up. I tried to open what was my physical eyes beyond what I could currently see and feel. After a while, I could not wake up. Panic began to build in me.

As time passed, some more people started to just appear on the bus. Some people in army uniform, more older women and gentlemen, but I just sat there not knowing what to think. There was so much I wanted to do. So much I didn't get to experience.

At some point, there was a bright light building on the horizon. We started to drive into it and it got brighter and brighter. When everything was perfectly white, I felt myself floating. Then I was on my feet and when the brightness went away, I was in my house.

"So... that's it?" I thought to myself. I wandered into the kitchen. I opened up the refrigerator looking to see if anything had changed. As far as I remember, everything was the same, which meant the fridge was not that full. "I'll have to go to the store later," I said out loud.

"The store?" someone asked behind me. It was followed with a disapproving sigh. I looked behind me to see who said that. Of all the people I hoped it wasn't, who I saw was at the top of the list.

It was the bus driver.

"I can't be dead!" I yelled. "This is my house! This is where I live! This is my neighborhood! Look!" I ran to the front door and opened it. I could look down the street both ways and it was exactly how I remembered it. "See!? I can see down both directions!"

He just shook his head at me.

"I-I can't be dead!" I pleaded. "There are so many stories I haven't written! So many comics I haven't drawn!"

"I'm sorry," he said. "We can't let anyone go back except for special cases."

"What about stories?" I asked. I knew it sounded ridiculous, but I had to try. "What if I wrote a story so good that they had no choice but to send me back to share it?" He shrugged. I didn't know what he meant, but anything that wasn't a flat out rejection gave me hope. I thought for a while. "I'll have to do it within a certain someone's lifetime..." I said to myself.

After that, I woke up. I laid there staring at the ceiling not knowing if I was really alive or not.

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

So I wake up to make 6 hour alarm as usual. I realise quickly that I'm far too sleepy to try WILD. I can't focus on anything. Being in this drowsy state, I never think of getting up and waking up.

I have a short dream. In the dream I'm in bed still. My parents are talking to me about how It's very late, and I'm going to be late for school. I wake up quickly, very relived that didn't actually happen.

I get back to sleep, and I have the almost exact same dream as before. I wake up, relived again.

I'm standing at an airport runway. To my left is the youtuber "T2." Suddenly, a plane appears out of nowhere and land on the runway. I notice that it's going very fast, and it's just landed at the very end of the runway. The plane makes a loud and sharp turn to the left. A few moments later, it crashes head-first into a building in the distance. I can't see the front of the plane, but I can see it explodes. The entire plane is on fire. The fire is abnormally bright. T2 makes some rude remark about the event, and then the dream ends.

I'm in a room, sitting on an old upright piano. To my right is an old-fashioned lift. To my left is a movie set similar to Star Wars.
A man walks in. He has a short beard and read hair. I know that he's a big time actor. He begins talking about how the lift is actually real. Some people (including myself) don't really believe him. I believe him a few moments later, when suddenly I get the feeling that the room suddenly moved (like when a lift does). Silly dream logic.
The man starts talking about acting. He says something about how he used to have to kiss an overweight girl who didn't like him.

A new dream begins. In this dream I'm in a grey room. The carpet is similar to mine.It is very long and narrow. The room is filled up with chairs just like a theatre: higher chairs at the back, and lower ones up front. Behind me to the left is a Japanese kid, who is also named Matt. At one point I looked at him.
At the front of the room is a small stage for people to stand. There is a teacher standing there. She is holding lots of bags. Each bag is filled with lots of small chocolate sweets. Apparently they are for a very hard school project. I'm now at the very bottom of the room. At the very bottom are two beds. Both are bunk beds. I'm sitting in one. I'm happy because nobody can see me from here.
The teacher (who is female) now takes me into the other room. Annoyed, she asks me why I didn't receive a bag. I respond by saying each time I got mine, it turned out to be for another Matt. After all this the teacher started going on about something else I've forgotten. She accepted this, and I went back into the bed.
There was a middle-aged teacher (male) standing on the stage now. He put a white metal shelf filled with valuables on the stage. A kid named Dale.C for some reason, ran straight into it. I was surprised nothing fell off. Around this time, a girl my age walked down all the chairs, across the stage and out the room completely naked. A few people yelled out childishly at her. I just looked away. This happened more than once.
The male teacher was in front of me now. He was standing in front of a small table. On the table was one of those tools you use to see if a surface is level. I was very long, red and was bent at one point, pointing up. He called me by a nickname I hate, and he asked me to help him click it into place. I'm holding it and I just can't seem to manage. I tell him I'm no good and this stuff and sit down, slightly embarrassed. He keeps calling me that nickname, but nobody laughs. A large student then jumps on the tool. I can't remember what he did to it though.
There's another kid on the bed with me now. He shows me how to fold the quilt. The quilt is black and has the texture of a sleeping bag. I thank him. That's all I remember from the dream.

I'm somewhere outside my local milk bar. There are lots of black people around me, all of them wearing black clothes made of leather. For some reason I just know they're trolls (like internet trolls, but in real life), and they're about to troll the milk bar. I go into the milk bar. There are about 5 of them walking around, one of which is a girl. I expected there to be more. One of them walks into a room he's not supposed to be in. There's an Asian substitute worker there. She seems overwhelmed, and she doesn't know how to deal with all of them.
I grab a big blue bar of chocolate and some sort of drink. I ask the lady how much it will all cost, and she says something like, "2 dollars in English pound, 4 dollars 53c in Australian currency." I figure I have about 70c to spare. I look around asking how much everything costs. I want to buy the best item worth 70c. I end up buying a strange twisted light pink strap.
I notice my blue chocolate bar is already open and some blocks are missing. I go to replace it with a new one, and wonder if it's rude to do so. I pass one of the trolls who is about my age, and we laugh about something. I walk up to the counter and turn in all the stuff I want to buy. I take out a pile of coins and realise that most of them are English coins (I live in Australia). I try to read them, but they're in a language I've never seen before. I apologise to her, and she tells me I have to put one item back. I look down to find I have about 3 different drinks. I don't remember buying any of them. I can only keep one. She suggests I keep the orange one. I agree, but I still don't have enough. I ended up having to pay her back. I say I'll promise to remember to pay her back, because if I don't I'd feel very guilty and bad.

Sorry for the wall of text. I had to write this down on my iPod when I woke up, and again just now. Painful.

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I am flying home to Czech Rep. I remember my way through the airport. I was very confused about the organization of the airport. It wasn't very busy, but I had to walk for long and through a complex labyrinth of rooms. I fly home to visit my grandmother. There is my friend Ivan sitting next to me. We chat a little, but I cannot really understand what about.
Next, I am in my grandmother's house kitchen. I can clearly see the room with all the details. It's a good size room, all toned to a light green color. I am sitting by the table on a funny, wobbly chair with a thin cushion. I sit towards the living-room, with the white and blue ceramic clock behind me. I see my hands (!!!!!) holding a cup of tea. The tea is so clear, it must be an earl gray (my grand mum uses water from a well. Anything the water is used for taste amazing). I see the cup in incredible details. It is a small, wide, white, ceramic cup with a line of little green leafs around. It is worn off a bit over the years of using. I can feel the warmth of the cup in my hands. I think I am there on my own.
Suddenly, I hear someone knocking on one of the windows by my right hand. It surprises me, because the kitchen is on the first floor. So I look there.There is a homeless man (I assume that from the way he looks). It is not a winter time, but I can feel that it is pretty cold and miserable weather outside. I stand up and open the window, but not the one right in front of him, just one or two aside. I see he is hanging on the parapet of the window. The homeless starts telling me a story.He is saying the usual story,how difficult his life is... I look at him but I don't really listen. (I saw a homeless man begging in the underground the previous day, but I was listening to some music, so I didn't hear what he said. It might be somehow reflected in this dream). As he hangs,he moves towards me. I can see his dirty hands with long and dirty nails. He is missing many teeth and the ones he has left are pretty randomly scattered in the mouth. I notice one massive tooth in the middle of his jaw. It takes quite a lot of space inside his mouth. I am surprised by this and think for a moment how that happened. (I think I was becoming lucid at this point). I am also thinking to myself, "come on spill out the story and tell me how much money you need". (this is certainly connected to the homeless guy in the underground the previous day. Even though I couldn't hear, I saw him carefully counting some coins in his hand and saying something. I thought to myself, he is probably saying how much money he is missing for hostel or something). Nevertheless, I am still wondering how could he hand or stand there.(I think I woke up at this point,and realized it was just a dream.Then I fell asleep with the intention of continuing in the dream lucidly).
I am in my grand mum's kitchen again. I look at the homeless still hanging there. I think for a moment, and then I tell him to climb in and to tell me his life story. He starts telling me the usual story. (I don't remember details of the conversation, but I was being pretty tough).
I keep asking him very direct questions about his situation, breaking through his excuses to show him that the causes of his problems is no effort to change them, that he is just feeling sorry for himself. In his story, he describes that he was held by Japanese soldiers(:-D) who wanted to pull out the big tooth. He is saying that he cannot learn anything. I am getting annoyed quite a bit. I look him straight in the eye and tell him. "Look, I am not going to give you any money, but I will give you the opportunity to make them". At the back of my mind I am hoping that no one will come in, as that would be quite difficult to explain what does homeless man doing in the house. Then suddenly someone is knocking on the window again. I look there and I see Ivan with his friend 'Filak, Fifka Fiala'. They ask me whether I go out with them, or if I go running. So I show them the homeless man. They say ok, with understanding. (what do they understand to??). I ask them if they want to go running with me as I am going between 3-4pm. The homeless man says "I fuck it", I look at him, thinking that he probably assumed he was invited too.
Then my grand mum comes in. So I start explaining the whole story, they just stand and listen. Suddenly, I feel a little bit anxious whether I catch my flight back to UK today. I am thinking, how do I get to the airport? I am looking for some brochure, but I cannot find any. I must take a coach, but what time does it go? Does it go today at all? I think it's Sunday! I must have an email with all the details about the flight, and maybe there will be details about the coaches too. I feel even more anxious.(I believe I have lost my lucidity around here).
Its 3:30, I am standing in the lobby of my grand mum's house. It is a large cold room,with stone staircase up to the second floor and down to the basement. It always smells a little bit funny in there, thought I have never been able to identify the smell,its just the smell of my grand mum's cold lobby.
I have to leave, so I excuse myself and tell everybody that the homeless guy goes with me. But I cannot see him anywhere. I look around. I am surprised. Then he walks in from the kitchen. I tell him something (I don't know what it was) and his face just all brightens up, with a real happiness. I stand there, staring at him, thinking, what the hell have I said that made him so happy? He also stares at me, realizing that what he heard was not what I said. (I don't know how I know this. It's just a feeling). Then he gets all upset, his body posture weakens. I ask him what happened. He looks at me, and says "I thought, you said you were going to make me a cup of coffee". I can see the disappointment in his eyes. Then, everything stops. I just realize how much it meant to him, that someone would care enough to make him a cup of coffee,that someone would even offer him,in my eyes such trivial thing. I am starting to feel bad. Not for not making him the coffee, but for being so hard on him before... (this must come from the interaction with my friend the night before. We talked about life goals and directions, and as I often do, I was being a little bit hard on her, just to push her to realize what it is she wants to do and not what she is expected to do. I does work in most of the cases, but it may not be necessarily pleasant experience. She told me that even though it was helpful, I should be more supportive. I think she has a point. So I thought about it quite a bit before I went to bed).

(When I woke up to write this in my DJ as soon as I moved I felt like I lost half of it, but I think I have the full thing remembered now)

I'm in my Dad's office, I wonder how long I will have to wait here...I'm sitting, my mind wanders as it usually does
"Hey can you go get another fish for me? One of them in the bowl died."
"Sure" I go down the stairs and jump the last two, happy to be doing something.
There's a light rain, more of a drizzle it feels nice. I go across main street into a shop I've never seen before (I'm in this area a lot IRL)
I head into the shop it's a cramped library but it has a pet section which only has fish. There's a lot of old annoyed people there who look like they would yell at me for being in here if it wasn't a library.
I need a Goldfish but I see a milky white fish with black spots.
It's called a Star Tailed Bomber. I like this a lot but can't remember if it has to be a goldfish or not so I go back across the street and am reminded it has to be a goldfish.
"Screw it." I'm going to get the bomber, it'll look awesome enough that it won't matter. In the tank where there are supposed to be the fish are more goldfish. I must be lost. I get sidetracked and help these two kids find something they're looking for. I give them a dollar because they're short fifty cents. I walk to the exit of the library to back track to the spot where the fish were, when I get there the fish are gone, wasn't I asleep a while ago? I don't remember leaving the house...

I'm lucid.

The kids smile at me, I smile back.
"Hey I'm lucid do you want to come with me? We're going to have some fun."
They come with me as I wander the library, but I get bored, it's raining outside. I start spinning to change the scene and I imagine an oak forest but end up in a desert that blends into a pasture a while away. Part of this is minecraft so I chuckle to myself, I'm highly aware so I remember I want to increase vividness I remember the feeling of a breeze, the sun on my back and the crunch of shoes on sand. It feels great, the boy tugs at my leg and the girl looks at me.
"What is it?"
"You need to start on your way to the city"
The girl takes of a threadbare brown scarf and hands it to me, I somehow know how this works and throw it into the air, it unravels across the desert to the place I need to go to. I begin running quickly but come to a cliff I begin to walk up the cliff using the scarf as a way up theres another cliff on this one so I begin to walk up the same way. This isn't going to work I fall off about halfway up because the cliff curves inward. I fall twenty feet but assure myself that when I hit the sand it will be soft.
Falling feels fantastic
I get up and begin to shimmy up the scarf itself when I get to the top I'm in the pasture, the sand has faded away. I wander through a minecraft home it's nice I think but I want to have some fun.

I see an old Japanese man who says he'll race me to the other side
"Alright" I said grinning
I run into this city that has a pyramid on the left side (from my point of view) and a series of pipes and old dusty buildings.
It's a bustling place but the race happens 100 ft above the ground on the pipes and rooftops.
I jump onto the top of a wall around the pyramid it's easily fifty ft. up.
"Impressive" the old man says
I make another 50ft jump to the tip of the pyramid and begin sprinting on the pipes with perfect balance, I dive to the finish the sand cushioning my fall and laugh. I feel fantastic.
The man begins to train me in more advanced acrobatics, I fail one of his tests and am no longer aloud to be trained, I realize later he's not very good anyways, surprised I see the little boy and girl. The girl holds the fish bowl.
How the hell did they get up here?
Suddenly it hits me. They're spirits.
This is cool the boy wants to show me something and I realize they were my teachers all along. I ask the boy his name but he's quiet. The only thing I can remember was that it began by making a rolling sound with your tongue and than a word I can't remember.
"I've had fun you guys but I need to wake up"
"Aww"
"Promise you'll visit again"
Why not?
"Sure" I say
The girl hugs my leg and the boy laughs but neither of them is offended by this, I wave good bye and wake myself up.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I've been waiting for Sucker Punch to come out since it was announced.
I found a new Trailer for it yesterday (only seen the teaser so far), and I watched it quite a few times
because it reminded me of some awesome dreams I've had.



Whilst trying to fall asleep in the evening I kept playing out similar scenarios in my mind.
I tell myself that if I become lucid during the night, I want to remember Sucker Punch, and I want to go to that crazy and insane world.


I'm in Italy, following a mountain path I have walked a few times before.
It leads to a really good restaurant near the top of the mountain.
I stop to take a look at the scenery. It looks just like I remember it.
But something feels off. I slowly realize that I am in the dream world, though I don't know why.

I engage my senses, feel the wind, hear the noises of the nearby woods and try to see as many details as possible.
Then I remember, Sucker Punch!
Not sure how to approach this task I've set myself I close my eyes and let go of the current scene.
I try to remember the trailer. No specific details, more like atmosphere and how it made me feel.

I open my eyes and feel that I succeeded, though I'm not entirely sure what exactly it is I tried to do.
The scene has changed, I am in some sort of stone castle. There is a big door in front of me, presumably the main entrance.
The corridors are lit with torches. I try to anchor myself in this scene by further enabling my senses.
There is a lot noise coming from outside, a war is raging.
Something is trying to break through the door. Every time it gets hit it makes a cracking noise, it won't hold much longer.
I'm not really sure how to proceed.

I hear steps next to me, someone is stopping to my right. I turn around and I'm quite surprised by what I see.
It's Baby Doll, wearing the same sailor outfit as in the trailer, with a katana strapped onto her back.
Is she going to accompany me?

"You have to believe."
"I do... in fact... I don't just believe, I know"

She smiles and throws me her katana.
I take it out of its holster, it's beautiful, it feels oddly familiar.

The door breaks open. A huge creature comes in, at least 10m tall, wielding a double blade.
I start walking towards him even though I'm afraid.
The excitement and my sense of adventure is much stronger than my fear.
We both start charging at each-other. I dodge his blade and slice through his body with mine.
His body only provides little resistance to my blade, it goes straight trough.

I am outside of the castle, which seems to be floating on some sort of platform.
Yes, the castle is flying in the sky, over a city at war, and there are other platforms floating in the skies as well.
The city is partially on fire, there is smoke everywhere, and glowing shots hit he city and are shot from it into the skies.
To my left is another creature, wielding a minigun.
I can't get to him within time so I just do a slicing motion with my blade towards him.
Energy leaves the blade, hits him and cuts him in half.

Many more creatures are starting to climb onto the platform.
I grab the minigun, which is way to big and too heavy for me to use, but I still manage to do so somehow.
I can feel my muscles drawing energy so they can support the weight.
I start shooting the creatures down with the minigun, but there's too many.

"This way!"

That was baby doll again. I drop the gun and run towards her.
As I reach her she jumps of the platform... what??
I jump after her.

Below the platform is a railway system in mid air and a train is approaching.
I get it, we're going to land on the moving train.
But I'm falling fast, and the train is moving fast as well.
I close my eyes for the impact... believe...

I hit the train hard, but it doesn't hurt.
I open my eyes, we're both riding ontop of it.
The railway starts going vertical.
I look up, it leads to another platform high up in the skies.

Big bullets are shot from the city towards our train, this will end badly.
The inevitable happens and the train is hit hard, but a few cars in front of us.
The train starts to progressively explode from car to car.
We look at each-other... no choice.
We jump of the exploding train.

I flip backwards, so I see the world upside down for a moment.
For some reason this is an absolutely phenomenal feeling.
I turn myself around properly and feel the heat of the exploding train.
We're going down... falling past the castle platform, heading straight for the city.
The faster we fall the stronger I can feel the air pressure, and it's making a terrible noise.

I hear something. Baby Doll tried to tell me something.

"What???"
"I can't fly!"

That's right! I can!
I approach her mid-air and hold her in my arms.
I draw my wings of fire...

It HURTS.
My ribcage and my spine make a cracking noise, and I can feel it throughout my body.
The wings have to carry both of our weight and we're slowing down very quickly.
We fall through the clouds now approaching the ground.
I land on my feet hard, the ground beneath us crackles and the pressure of the impact throws things around us over.
For some reason she's now wearing a white glittery outfit.

In front of us is the city, and hundreds of these creatures are charging towards us from within it.
Suddenly, I have it all figured out.
I hand the katana back to Baby Doll and start focusing my energy as hard as I can.
The tattoo on my body catches fire and grows over my right arm and the right part of my face.
My wings burn hot, the flames become brighter every second.
The heat around me becomes extreme, but it doesn't hurt me, in fact I like it.
I feel insanely powerful.

I'm shot at by some of the creatures, but the bullets burn down due to the heat before they hit me.
My wings grow bigger and bigger. I feel ready.
I eject all of the accumulated energy and focus it towards the city.
My wings leave my body, they are now part of the insanely big fire dragon I just summoned.
It's wing span must be at least 100 meters.

I drop to my knees. This may have been a little too much energy, I feel dizzy for a second and my aura seems unstable.
I quickly manage to stabilize it though. I look towards the city.
The fire dragon has already destroyed all creatures in its path and is now ramming into the city.
The whole city catches on fire, the buildings are torn off the ground.
The war is over.

For some reason I know this war was over a key. A key Baby Doll needs.
I search for the key with my mind and find it in the burning remains of the city.
I draw it towards us with telekinesis.
It's a very simple key, one of those to lock doors within a house.
I hand the key over to Baby doll, because I feel that's what I'm supposed to do.
I get the weird feeling that the reason I'm here is to help her get the key.

She's happy to receive the key and gives me a kiss on my cheek.
Then she disappears.
Nothing happens for a few seconds.
I suddenly remember why wielding the katana felt so familiar...
It used to be my weapon of choice in childhood dreams... in fact I still own it... it must be somewhere in the dream world.
I want to find it... but it isn't in this world...

I don't know what to do next. It feels weird because nothing new is happening, that is very unusual.
I turn around.
A man stands right in front of me.
He punches me right into the face and it fucking hurts.
I wake up.

Note: My next goal is to find the katana I have used in childhood dreams.

I tried some Choline last night to see if it would help with vividness and recall

I had a crazy night of dreams, but unfortunately I can't remember much. What I do remember are two incredibly vivid images/experiences; the first was Nelsan Ellis as his character (Lafayette Reynolds) on Trueblood fitting me with some false eyelashes... ()

The second image was very real and very strange. I remember seeing a brown lounge chair to my right. It was covered in a kind of microfraser fabric and it had no arm rests. I notice that it's starting to move in a very unusual way, almost like it's alive. It quickly ramps up to very frightening movements similar to what an alligator would do with it's jaws. It's so real and violent, and I think I am on the edge of becoming lucid because I just know this can't be real, and then the emotion of all of it wakes me up.

... *sigh* ... So close

I walk out of my cottage unto a huge grassy field and, though expecting sunshine, find instead a markedly gloomy discoloration/tint to everything.

A few more steps and I notice that there are people panicking everywhere... I mean grabbing their cheeks and screaming. Pounding their fists into the ground. Literally pulling their hair out. Being human, I start to lose my cool a bit because of their actions but before I turn to screaming and running around rampant I ask a few people what the hell is wrong with everyone. I get ignored until this woman, (who was a potato farmer if I had to guess) said "you must be ignorant. How have you not heard that the world is about to end. how have you not heard?" etc. etc.

I then think to myself "clearly this must be a dream", and as you know...yes. Although I did gain control of this one, it was kind of a clumsy control... it was some-what like being drunk. and trying to drive. I don't have a more logical analogy.

well, I begin to get a kick out of the horde of people panicking while i'm strolling around with a fat grin on my face... so I started to hum a song that I wrote spontaneously and I have it play out-loud. I don't really know if anyone in my dream noticed it, but I sure as hell did...because I decided to start dancing. Then I decided I wanted everyone to stop panicking and dance with me but I couldn't figure out how to control anyone else.

Eventually I decided that I could overhand throw "dancing" from my hands like baseballs and start hitting people, this goes on for a while and by now my song has turned into basically a house/techno beat, so i'm having a blast...I then stop and think to myself "wow this is the most casual i've ever felt while lucid...I should try to fly"

{background info, since this is my first post (I forgot i'm not writing this in my personal journal)...I can't fly. Every time that I try to fly I either wake up or just straight up can't do it. I have had one non-lucid flying dream in my entire life.}

so I quit shooting dance-moves at people, turn around and run full speed until I see that the ground is slopping gradually, as if i'm running down a gradual hill...I plant my feet and jump and spread my arms and... slowly descend back down :/ I then "moon jump" several more times, i'd say making it up to 20-25 feet high and probably do 5 or 6 jumps before I wake up, i guess out of a mild frustration





Enjoyed that one, but if anyone has any flying advice - that would be awesome.
I have sky diving on my to-do list...
Also, I don't live in a cottage or know potato farmers.