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First off, I'm really sorry that this is SO long. It took me half an hour just to type it all up- and I type fast! But it was really one of the strangest dream experiences that I've had. This is the first time I've ever played around with any of the dream techniques that I've read on this site, so I'm excited about it. The first part of the dream, I was non-lucid and it's really long. Then I became lucid for a while. Then I woke up briefly and attempted a WILD.

In which a chance encounter with Julian Assange causes me to get mixed up in his trial…

I’m riding in the back of a chauffeured car with my husband. We see Julian Assange hitchhiking on the side of the road. He is wearing a black suit with black shades and he has a Blue Tooth in his ear. He looks like a Secret Serviceman.

We pull over and offer him a ride. He climbs in the front of the car and asks us to take him to the Austin capitol. He says that he expects there to be a huge crowd of curious people lined up along the way to see him, and that we will probably have to fight our way past people at the capitol too. Then he spends the remainder of the ride alternately texting on his Blackberry and talking on his Blue Tooth. Meanwhile, my husband and I roll up the divider between the front and back seats and we have sex.

We arrive at the capitol. There are no members of the general public waiting at all, but the place is swarming with media. The capitol building is also a courthouse, and Julian Assange presents himself to the judge. My husband also drops me off at the capitol as my workplace and my school are just a few blocks away, and he takes the car and continues on to his own job. I’m walking with my backpack when a crowd of reporters surround me and usher me into the rotunda. They are all asking me questions about having sex with Julian Assange. Apparently someone snapped a blurry picture of me having sex with my husband in the car, then they saw Julian Assange and me get out and assumed I’d been with him. I try to clear up the confusion, but everyone is shouting at once and I can’t get a word in.

One of the reporters puts a television camera in my face and a microphone. Everyone else goes silent because this guy is with the BBC. He asks me very loudly, “Did you have consensual sex with Julian Assange?” I know this is live television and I’m flustered and embarrassed. I look into the camera and say, “No.” The crowd of reporters erupt into gasps and howls. I’d meant “no- I didn’t have sex with him” but they interpreted it to mean “no- it wasn’t consensual”. I heard them screaming accusations at Julian Assange and they were asking me if I planned to press rape charges. I tried to leave the crowd, but they blocked my way.

Finally I become disgusted with the whole thing, and I want to put an end to it as quickly and easily as possible. I announce in a loud, clear voice that we had consensual sex, that he did not rape me and that there was no story to be had here. Just two adults having consensual sex! I ask them to leave me alone. They lose interest and allow me to leave.

Off in one of the side wings of the rotunda is a short, plump friendly looking lady dressed in gypsy clothes. She is leading a mule by its reins. A young gypsy girl stands next to her, dressed in a colorful shirt and a black lace shawl. The woman calls me over to her. She explains that Julian Assange is the father of the young girl but that he refuses to pay child support and she asks me for help. I tell her that I hope things work out for her but that I have no connection to either Wikileaks or Assange’s sexual assault case. We shake hands and I turn around to leave.

I exit the rotunda and the grounds outside are covered in sand. The area is completely empty, but as I start to walk to the street, I see my brother sit down in the sand with a plastic shovel and some pails.

“Are you really going to build sand castles?” I ask him in disbelief. My brother is in his 30s so this seemed very strange to me. He looks embarrassed at first, then adamantly maintains that there is nothing wrong with an adult building sand castles. We laugh about it. I ask him why he is here.

“I heard that Julian Assange was going to appear in court today and I figured there’d be a big crowd here to see him so I came to witness the public circus. But when I got here, there was no one here but reporters,” he explains.

“Yeah, I was surprised too. Last year, when the pope came to visit, there was a huge crowd,” I answer.

“Well that makes sense,” my brother says, “since the pope is really famous. But I saw an even bigger crowd here a few years back when ABBA came.”

Then for a little while we discuss ABBA and how they have some really great songs despite their reputation of being a cheesy disco group. Then I tell my brother that I have to rush home to call my mother-in-law as she was sure to watch BBC and get upset when she hears me saying that I had consensual sex with Julian Assange. I need to go home and call her to explain. We say goodbye and I walk home.

In which I fly around the mountains and become lucid…

This is a continuation of the long dream above.

My house is a one-room cabin with large windows. I look out the windows and see beautiful and imposing mountains lining the landscape. I think for a second that it is odd to see such majestic mountains in Austin and I wonder if I’m back in the Himalayas. I stare at the mountains carefully though and realize that the peaks are too low and smooth to be Himalayan peaks. They appear to be snow-capped, but when I look more closely I realize that the snow is actually the color of caramel and it is spread along each softly rounded peak like icing on a cinnamon bun. This is such a beautiful sight that I lean far out the window so that I can look up and see the top of the mountains.

From this vantage point, I’m able to see that actually there are three ranges of mountains with valleys between them. The second is taller than the first and the third’s jagged and steep peaks reach high up into the clouds. Mountains this tall don’t exist outside the Himalayas, I think to myself.

For a moment, I consider how I went so quickly from Austin to Nepal, but then I’m too rapt with the sight to wonder about this. I step out the window and start to fly to the mountains. I am daunted by the steep face of the third range. I realize I don’t have the skills to climb it and that if I tried, I’d fail embarrassingly, but I’m pretty sure I could conquer the second. Looking for a good path, I fly along the ridge that connects the first low range to the second. It seems like an easy hike up the first and then it is just a matter of walking along the ridge until I get to the final climb up the peak of the second. I fly around this peak looking for the best climbing path. I decide that it might be easier to see it all if I go up higher than the third peak, and I soar up above the clouds and look down. Suddenly I see an amazing sight.

There is a ridge connecting the tallest of the first, second and third ranges, and on each peak is a hexagonal landing pad of some sort. They look like helicopter landing pads only they are much larger. Each pad is connected with a runway. This is impossible to see from the ground. You must be up in the sky above the mountains to see it. I marvel at this for a little while and keep flying higher and higher.

Then from behind the third range, I see a gigantic house towering over all the tallest peak. At first, the house is beautiful. It is made of brightly colored panes of glass. But when I glance away from it for a second, it changes. Now it is made of pieces of scrap metal, old tin roofs and garbage. It looks like millions of shanties from the Dharvi slum stacked on top of each other up into the clouds.

I stare at it for a while and ponder all of it. It is absolutely impossible, I realize, for any of this to be happening. At that moment, I become lucid.

I fly down into the valley in front of the tower and see all sorts of huge mobile statues made of scrap metal. Most of them are beautiful, and they all move in the wind. Most of them contain spinning flowers and pinwheels. They are fun, colorful and creative. I’m absolutely delighted to be dreaming these things. I fly back over the lowest mountain range, the one with the soft, rounded peaks covered in icing. They are gorgeous. Even though I know I’m dreaming, I really feel how beautiful nature is and I’m very happy.

Then I see another mobile statue. This one is metal pole on which many shelves have been welded. The shelves are connected to the pole with gears that look like clockworks and they all spin around. At the end of the shelves are giant but dainty multi-colored tea cups. I fly up and down this mobile statue and realize that I’ve dreamt about this before. I try really hard to remember when I’ve seen it before, but thinking about this causes the dream to disintegrate and I wake up in my bed.

In which I attempt to WILD and possibly succeed…

I have just woken up from the dream above. I have an atomic clock in my bedroom that projects the time on my ceiling. It is almost 5AM. I’m laying on my back, and I can see the window by my bed and feel my husband’s body next to me. I think about what a cool dream that was and also how my body still feels heavy with sleep. I have not moved at all. I know the alarm clock will go off in a few minutes since we have it set for 5. I close my eyes again and think about what I read on this website about WILD. I’ve never tried WILD before, but since I’m so relaxed and heavy with sleep, I figure this would be a good time to try.

I let my body relax some more but I keep thinking to myself “I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming”. This goes on for a little while and then my body feels like it is jerking awake- the way you feel when you fall in a dream and it jerks you awake. Then for a little while the room feels like it’s quaking and I hear a really loud sound. It is similar to what is sounds like when as a child I used to stand underneath the trestles and watching a train pass by above me. This went on for a very short period of time and then it stopped. I could feel myself still in my bed with my eyes closed. I wasn’t sure if I was asleep or not.

I opened my eyes and I was still in my bed beside my window, but I was in a different room. Strangely enough, I was very calm at first. I just lay there and looked around. Then I got up. From then on, I had this strange compulsion in my body- I could not slow down or be still. I felt like my body was in a constant state of movement and all I could do was steer its direction. It was like I was hovering above the ground.

I went over to the door and decided to see if I could pass through it without opening it. I did, and it was easy. Then I was standing on a banister of a spiraling staircase in a three story house. I went down the first flight of stairs and heard someone moving around below. I shouted “hello” to whoever it was, but no one answered. My voice sounded really loud and it echoed. I could feel my vocal chords vibrating in my throat, and I wondered if I really said hello in my real body laying in bed. It took a lot of energy to shout and I was afraid that I’d wake myself up if I did it again so I decided not to talk anymore.

I was still standing on the second floor and I looked out the window. I decided to try to fly, and I leapt from the banister out the window and flew out of the house. Then I was standing in the yard. It was dark, the stars were bright and there was a pine tree beside me. I looked up at the sky and decided to fly towards the stars. They were big and beautiful and shining. I flew and flew as high as I could, but after a while I got tired. They were just too far away so I started to sink back down.

It was lovely falling slowly through the sky back towards the earth. I passed a satellite along the way and it had a microphone on it. I leaned over and shouted “hello!” again. It sounded strange again and it took a lot of energy.

At this point, I became a little giddy and silly. I don’t know what happened, but I started to feel like I was losing control. Part of the problem was this constant state of compulsion that my body felt. I had to keep moving and I didn’t know how to slow it down so that I could think. My mind started racing and I got really crazy. I started doing loops in the air and just laughing hysterically.

I was falling in standing position with my feet towards the ground. When I was eye level with the roof of the house where I started, I saw a giant purple and pink plush rabbit sitting on the roof. It had to be 15 feet tall. It was an Easter Bunny stuffed animal but it had a menacing face. It was wearing a top hat. I hovered in the air around it for a while and wondered where it came from. I was pretty sure I did not dream up this rabbit- but here it was, as real and detailed as can be. I was also surprised that it did not scare me. I knew I was dreaming so I wasn’t afraid of it despite its menacing face.

I flew back down to the ground and entered the house through the backdoor on the first floor. There was someone in the shower and I decided to go see who it was. I ran in a crazy way towards the shower, pulled the curtains back and shouted “Boo!” but before I could see who it was, the alarm clock went off and I woke up.

This whole dream took just a few minutes though it felt like an hour. After I woke up, I started to question the whole thing. To be honest, I don’t know if I really had a WILD experience or if I just dreamed that I did.

So, had a weird lucid last night. Well, I had a regular lucid, but the false awakening after that was crazy.
When I false awakened I was in a bed. I thought it was mine (I wasn't lucid at the moment) I sat up and thought about the lucid I just had, and how I didn't have one in a while so this was pretty cool. Then, I heard an old ladies voice. I don't remember what she said but she said one sentence. Then suddenly I got pinned against the bed, which was a huge surprise, never thought that that would happen. I looked around but didn't see anyone. I couldn't move. I then heard the loudest thing Ive ever heard in my whole life. "YOU KNEW YOU'D BE PISSED OFF WHEN YOU DIDN'T EVEN LET ANYONE EVEN TAKE A GLANCE AT YOU" a woman said in my left ear. (sounded like she was 30 or somthing). She sounded like she was talking in an angry tone of voice, but she was not yelling, although her voiced boomed in my head. Right after she said that I woke up; ears buzzing. I wonder if it means something. Nothing in real life is that loud. I think it means I knew I'd be in a worse mood when I didn't have any lucid dreams. (dream entities seeing me) And that particular entity wanted me there. She did that as if she really really wanted me to pay attention to those words.

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In order to encourage better dream events I have only been journalizing memorable dreams and these two sure count. Only a few times (6 or less) have I been someone else, may be 3 where I have been the other gender (female) but this is the first time I have switched gender in the dream and realized it while it was happening.

December 28 Morning.
Dream 1: Poison
I am in some sort of a science laboratory working with other people. We are talking about unimportant stuff when a guy walks in and I take him for being mean since he is looking hard and mean at our group. He just glares and then walks out. I abruptly leave the conversation and follow the guy down the elevated walkway in a cool looking scientific type building. He walks into an office and I wait and then walk in after him but the secretary stops me. I tell her I have to see him but she says I need an appointment, while not even looking at me. I bend down and swing her chair so my face is over her shoulder where we are both looking away. I say sternly "look, unless you want what he has been using, I suggest you do as I say..." and I trail my fingers seductively over her face "I know you want to help me" and I brush her hair from her forehead and kiss her there. I thought about sex but this was no time for that, I was on a mission here. Then I stormed out of the office. I went to a indoor basketball court where there were a dozen little glass tubes with red or blue poison in them laying on the hardwood floor. The bad guy walked in after me and looked a bit angry and surprised. At this point I felt as though I was playing the part of a woman. I picked up one if the tiny glass tubes and threatened to break them all depriving him of his powerful poison unless he promises to stop using this poison. He looks calm and says "no" as if to say "go ahead break them all see if I care." So I start breaking them by smashing them on the floor. When I pick up the last one I say "this is it!" and I go to break it and he shouts "stop! ...ok."
We know what has to be done and I have to walk him to his firing and other stuff up stairs. Still playing the woman we are supposed to be a couple or so he wants to be and this is a great cover so that no one suspects anything and tries to free him from his fate. I roughly grab his hand and try to position it like a couple would have it. I know I am a guy but am playing this woman too, I feel I can do both and that this won't affect my male identity in the least, still it feels strange. He looks scared and is doomed, there's no way out for him now.
I wake not knowing what he had coming that was so bad. I committed it to memory.


Dream 2: The Between Worlds Family.

I drove up to a diner/small restaurant place with only 3 cars in the lot, "I wonder if it's open." It's cold outside and I marvel at how real this feels and how vivid the colors are. Inside there is a smell of cooking and food and the air is nice and warm. It is open and there are a few customers. Though I was not totally lucid I knew this was a dream place and there was little use of getting any food so I looked around for what to explore. A door in the ceiling seemed to beg me to explore it. Looking up at it I saw a staircase looking like it was partially matter, blinking on and off in a misty hazy form. Naturally I walked up it into an attic. It was dark and its floor had no flooring just insulation between the boards but then I saw some flash of something. I looked harder and saw a flash of a floor, of a room. I walked up into the dark attic fully to investigate this. Walls started to flash into reality then I concentrated and focused on these things flashing into existence. The place started to take shape, whole rooms showed up, well lit with furniture, hardwood floors with rugs and carpeting. Then a humanoid shape started to flash in front of me. It was a little scary for a second. I focused on it but it had walked off. I went in the empty attic to where it was going and tried to focus and then a room appeared in ghostly flashes and in it a father, the mom, and a young boy. They knew I was there and wanted something from me. "What could they want from me, how can they even see me?" The man approached in his ghostly form "We want you to know we exist." I felt sorry for them, unseen and a little fearful. I thought about why they were up here and I heard "Because they are down there," being that there was too much going on down stairs that they didn't want to live with. They had a little home up here above the diner but it was unseeable to the people down there and the family seemed afraid the diner would come up into their living space and thus push them out. I felt sorry for the family and floated down through the ghostly floor and the diners ceiling into the dinner and out the front door.
It felt goo to be away from that partially real/unreal/between worlds home/attic, though as I stood in the parking lot I remembered being here before but it went a little differently. The first time I had seen some shapes and a ghostly form and got spooked and left.
I forgot to to commit this to memory and recalled this during the first posting above. I was just too sleepy to record this dream in any way at the time.

Well, I haven't kept a dream journal on here in forever (I went by a different tag on here years ago, and was pretty actively involved in the forum/LDing, but life happens sometimes I suppose ), so here we are.

I haven't LD'd (intentionally) in quite sometime, but I do randomly gain control of my dreams sometimes, but usually it's either for a split second or I fain control for a little while then wake up. I used to LD all the time, and was getting quite good. I'm thinking it's time to perfect those skills once again.

Anyways, I ramble. In this entry I'm going to recount a dream I had about 6 months ago, and also the dream I had last night. The reason I'm starting with this older one is because it was extremely vivid, and, I feel, very symbolic. Dreams are in bold.

It started out with me in my old room at my old apartment. It was light in the room, except for in the bathroom, which I was standing directly in front of. The lights were off in there, and I had this horrible feeling of dread in my stomach, because I knew the dark bathroom contained something I didn't want to see, something that would upset me, but I didn't know what it was. I slowly started to walk into my bathroom. When I got in there, I turned on the lights and looked on the floor by my sink. My ex-boyfriend, one I had/have a very interesting history with in waking life, was lying there on the floor. I thought he was dead, so I cradled him into my arms and started to bawl and shake him and yelling for him to "please wake up!". Finally, he opened his eyes, and I was so relieved that he was alive. But then, he started yelling "I can't see! Krista help me, I can't see!" Yet, his eyes were open. He glanced around blindly, and I took his arm over my shoulder and started to stand up.

Then, I woke up, feeling like I had more than just a dream.

I still feel that this dream tried to tell me something. I think I have to help him "see" something, but then again, maybe it was just a dream.

And now, onto the one I had last night.

I can't remember a whole lot before this point in the dream, but last night, I dreamed I purposely cut off 3 of my toes, my big toe on and second toe on my right foot, and a toe on my left, can't remember which, and sewed them back on. They didn't bleed or anything, just stung a little. I tried to ask my mom to come look at the stitches because I felt like they weren't on there properly, and she kept telling me she was busy and she'd look later. Then, all the sudden, we were in the car on the way to Wisconsin to see my grandparents. I kept looking at my feet, hoping the stitches didn't come out and my toes would fall off. I kept thinking about the "last time" I had cut my toes off and sewed them on, and how this time they look ok, but not as great as when someone helped me with the sewing part. We got to Wisconsin and said hello to my grandparents. There was patchy snow on the ground as well, and the sun was out.

That's all I remember before I woke up. Very strange dream, but I've had stranger, haha.

Well that's all for this entry. Hoping I can get some LD entries in here before too long. Happy dreaming, y'all!

28.12.2010

First dream recall. (Non-lucid)


I am waiting in some kind of bench (thinking about it they kind of looked like the benches at a train station). I´m with J, a friend of mine and we want to buy a package of magic the gathering cards (my subconscious is too cool to use symbols or be bothered by copyrights) I remember there being an unknown girl who had beaten us at magic even though she only had [blank]. I also remember seeing two land cards, an island and a forest in foil in very high detail. Which probably should have alerted me that it was a dream since i hadnt bought the package. I remember it being priced like 32 euros or something, expensive.
We finaly tried to exit the place through a very labytinthic route that sort of resembled an airport. The impression of an airport is enhanced by the fact that i suddenly see N´s class behind us (he is a friend a year younger than me, the only time i´ve been with his class has been during trips abroad with my highschool, in university now, hence the airport). After that i´ve got to help a girl across a railing but i´ve sort of got to help her swim, not very clear on that. The dream ends there.

Notes: First dream ever recorded on a dream journal. Good level of recolection. I´m actually spanish (sorry for any gramatical errors) but the dream was in english so it seemed fitting to write it this way. Haven´t played magic in years, but thinking about it the last time i looked at them was during a trip abroad this summer with some friends where i saw i package i was tempted to buy but didn´t in a game shop so it kind of makes sense.
0 level of lucidity but i´m just beggining so it´s to be expected.

Dreamsigns:(new at this) Well it wasnt a very unrealistic dream. I guess the strangest things were seeing those two cards without buying the package and the bit at the end where for some reason i had to help the girl swim)

ps:I´d appreciate if someone could tell me if i´m doing this dream recording thing right.

So I was able to have my 3rd WILD, this sunday DEC 26th. I had had my first two WILD's the prior week, one on tue the 21st and the second on wed the 22nd. I tried the next couple of days but with so much on my mind with the holidays it seemed that I would try but would end up just laying there thinking about random stuff for about an hour and I would just give up and fall asleep normally. I still have not been able to become lucid during regular dreams either, only the WILD method seems to work for me becoming lucid. So sunday around 6pm I decide to give it another try and this time it works. LUCID #3; I wake up looking at the ceiling in my room and I notice that the scenery is not stable so I realize that I am dreaming right away, I roll off the side of my bed and land on my knees, at this point I crawl over to the first thing I find in my room which happens to be my shoe on the floor. I grab it and try to perform stabalizing techniques by putting the shoe about six inches from my face and examining the texture but not too carefully, also by feeling the shoe all the way around. This helps the dream to become clearer but not by much. I then stand up and rub my hands together and this works abit better, I continue by feeling my legs and stomach which I can feel but still does not stabalize the dream to where I want it, so I walk to my room door and open it to go to the living room. When I open my room door I see my dad come around the corner and he asks me if I can go with him to see my mom in the bedroom, he says "we are going to wake her up and surprise her for her birthday". At this point I make a weird face at him and think to myself (I know its december and it cannot be my mothers birthday, also my dad is trying to lead me to the backroom of my house and I know there is no way my mom would be sleeping over at my place) I am kind of scared of the fact that it could be my sub-concious trying to mess with me since I really dont know what the hell is stored up there, and so I totally ignore him and continue with my "goal" I had planned out. I had wrote down what my goal would be for my next dream (stabalizing my dream by engaging all five sences) I had planned to do this by going to my kitchen, grabbing my roomates coffee can and opening it, smelling the coffee, grabbing a small amount in my hand and then tasting the coffee ,and finally throwing the can as hard as possible against the wall so I could hear it (even though I had heard my dad talk to me and had knocked sound out already). So I go to the kitchen and open the pantry but the coffee can that is always there is missing, I get paranoid that my dream will fade out so I keep rubbing my hands over and over, I look in the pantry again and grab what looks to be a bottle of vinegar or oil which is filled to the top. I open the lid to smell it but once I put it up to my nose and breathe in, I accidently breathe in the fluid which feels like water (similar to being in a pool and breathing in water) I immediatly have to cough as it messes with my "dream breathing", however I was not able to smell anything. I forget to throw the bottle or to try to taste it due to me having coughed and trying to get my nomal breathing back, I just lay it down and decide to walk outside. I yell to my roomate on my way out because I can hear what seems to be the tv or music in the living room, I say " hey im taking off" to which he replies " sounds good man". I am happy that I could hear him and that i took care of hearing in my dream (even though I had heard my dad talk just a minute earlier but not payed attention to it). So I walk outside and the view is similar to the street I live on but different in a way as well. There seem to be more buildings than houses on my street and I know very well there is no business buildings anywhere around my neighborhood. The weather is also strange, it seems like it is about to rain by how cloudy it is outside, the clouds also seem to be very low to the ground for some reason ( about as low as a two or three story building). As soon as I decide to run out on the street and see exactly how far I can walk away from my house, it starts to sprinkle and I can feel every single drop hitting my body which was very cool. I get about a block from my house and decide to try to fly since I didnt have much luck in my last two lucids to do this, I get a good run going and then dive outward but I do not go up or down, I just glide at about waist high for about 10 or 15 yards then slowly start dropping and land on my stomach. From here on out I seem to either lose lucidity or I simply start thinking of something else, but before I know it I am in what seems to be an old dorm room at my old highschool. I do not recognize the room or the kid in it but I am still somewhat lucid. I look around and rub my hands to stabalize the dream again since it seems very hazy, it works but not that well. I look around the room and I spot out a bag of sunflower seeds, I instantly grab it and stick about four or five in my mouth, the taste is very real, they are extremely salty ranch flavored seeds and I get very stoked at the fact that I have knocked out "taste" as well. At this point for some reason my eyes just open and I am wide awake.
I was unhappy that I woke up but yet very excited that I had another WILD since I was getting frustrated from my prior attempts that week and weekend.

I would appreciate tips as to how I can prolong the dream state and also how I can make it as lucid and clear as possible. I have tried the common methods of stabalizing (rubbing hands, engaging sences, trying to look at the texture of something) but they do not seem to work that well or atleast they didnt this time. For some reason my dream still seems to want to fade out pretty often. Thanks guys!

I start off being in what I assume is a hospital, though it smells sort of like chlorine and looks more like a cell block. I'm somewhere in a lobby when my sister, the mother of my late nephew, walks up to me and gives me a set of instructions. I am to put on scrubs as if I'm about to participate in a surgery, and to meet her in a room that she gave me the number of. After I do what she has told me, I walk into the room. The entire room is very large and separated by a white curtain. On my half of the curtain there is absolutely nothing except for the walls and the door. However, when I walk past the curtain I see several hospital instruments, my sister, and a metal gurney with my nephew laying on it.

My sister tells me that the whole time my nephew was alive, he just needed a special sort of pacemaker to make sure he stayed that way. Even 3 months after his death, she told nobody because they had already had the funeral and burial and that she did not want to frighten anybody. He then looks at me and smiles and tells me how much he's missed me. Just as I start to cry in my dream, I wake up.

The 27th of December is going to be my lucid anniversary, from now on. This is because, from 6:30 to 6:50, I had my first lucid dream. I sacrificed a fresh full english breakfast (heated it up instead, tasted mediocre) for this dream.

Key:
Dream Lucid Semi Lucid Non-Dream

I woke up at about 4:02-4:22am, and sat around on my iPod until about 6:10. Then, I have no idea what happened between then and the dream, wether or not I fell asleep or tried WILD, but I went in to the dream. I had several dream fragments.

Fragment 1: Non Lucid
I was in a fancy looking restaurant, reminiscent of the local steak house. The walls were cream colored stone, with fancy red decor everywhere. Wooden chairs and columns were there too. Windows showed a road with some grass, outside. I was sat on the edge of a table with the kid from outnumbered and some other famous people (I don't remember who, exactly). I had the feeling that we were hiding from someone (unsure why), so I got down and went prone. After crawling along the floor for a bit the dream faded.

Fragment 2: Bipods with iPods
I was walking in what I think was the car park of my school, with my iPod in hand. I saw two extremely tall people swinging their own iPods around like clubs, and I decided to put my iPod away and walk off just in case the worst happened. In the middle of putting my iPod away, my hands went right through each other, and I realized I was lucid. I was kind of aware before, but I thought I was just tripping out. I looked at my hands go through each other and then the dream faded out.

Dream: Beginning of an era
I got out of bed. My hands accidentally went through each other again. I was lucid. I wasn't as shocked or excited as I thought I would be, but I felt both of those feelings anyway. I got up. My house was dark, but my room was exactly the same as normal. I think there was a purple, space-like void outside. I walked downstairs, then back upstairs. I had so many ideas in my head. I settled with the lucid crossroads (http://www.lucidcrossroads.co.uk/), because I figured it would be the easiest way to get to a clear, daytime environment. I reached in my pocket like the website says, but I didn't pull out a badge like I thought I would. I pulled out thin air. Disappointed, I walked to my room, saying to myself "there will be a girl behind the door. There will be a girl behind the door." That didn't work either. I sat back down on my bed trying to think of what to do next, but I woke up out of a variety of emotions.

And that's how my first lucid dream was. As soon as I woke up, I hit my iPod's music button and the credits theme from misfits came on. That coincidence made me feel like I was in a movie. I went back to dicking around with my iPod and then fell asleep until 2:53pm. Yeah, I was catching up on christmas and boxing day. I didn't sleep much on those days.

I hope to have more, vivid lucid dreams. I hope I obtain more power and time, with every dream I have.

Supplements in the past day:
1x Hot Chocolate
1x Glass of apple juice
1x Chicken curry
1x Burger + Bun
0.5x Fishcake (it tasted bad)

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

Note: This was very long so have tried adapting a more "to-the-point" format to try and fit it all in without boring the face off the reader. hope you enjoy.

27/12/10 The dream starts out with a snow storm, and there is a lot of snow.

I am at a friend's place, which also happen to be the place where I grew up.

The snow keeps on falling and towns and cities are being closed off gradually.

I stumble out in the snow although I am safe in my friend's place. I need to see if there is anyone out there in danger.

I get stuck in a little roadside bunker of sorts. I ride out the storm.

The next day the snow is smelting and there is a lot of water on the roads. And I notice how many issues it will cause if it freezes up again.

There is a drama between two men and women who switch partners during the dream, it causes a strain on their friendship.

The two men join opposing sports teams. We are in a pub at the conclusion of this. It is getting dark.

The dream changes plot.

Zombies. Thunder.

There is a radio in the roadside bunker and I overhear some communication between a captain of a ship and the governmental control that has to allow it into Danish national waters.

Zombies come out and I am in a place where I have to leave the safe house, walk up a tunnel while zombies swarm down. It is hard to get out.

I am back in the roadside bunker, there are two of us there.

We shoot zombies like there is no tomorrow. I get reminded of Mikkel (an old school friend) who is stuck in the tunnel safe house.

I make a dash for it to go help him out. With my assistance he gets out and join us in the roadside bunker.

Zombies are everywhere. There is a sniping zombie in one of the windows. I take his head clean off with a SPAS 12 shotgun. He turns out to be a cyborg zombie, and the other zombies try to get him working again, but it is useless without the head. I feel proud and we all joke about it in the bunker.

We are running out of ammo. We retreat further back into the bunker.

There is cable car leading out the back.

The problem with this plan of escape is that there is a massive zombie, a golem of sorts, in the yard below.

We attempt it anyway. I am starting to become aware of the fact that I am dreaming.

Our combined weight in the cart makes it skip across the surface of the snow, but we make it to the end.

The golem turns for us. We panic and start to run. We prepare to take shots at it. It speaks.

I call for my mates to hold fire. The golem explains that the virus just “left” him for some reason. I have a feeling that it is due to his level of intellect, but I speak to him, get a sample of his blood to see if a cure can be manufactured.

I encounter three smokers (Big tongued mofos that pull you in with it and want to eat you) and I take them on with nothing but bare hands and sheer defiance, and I win!

There is a montage (I swear to god (or any other non-specific deity of your choosing), there is a literal montage of us three taking out the elite crowd, while administering the cure to the lesser zombies, all perfectly narrated with a “and the future looks a little bit brighter” remark in the end)

I am now free of the plot and can do as I choose. I jump off a building. I jump from balcony to balcony downwards. It is quite tall.

I take off into flight. Can't quite manage it although I can keep afloat it is more of a floating sensation. I take great notice of the sea winds against my face. You gotta love being lucid!

I keep hearing my parents (in particular my mum XD) wanting to wake me up because we have to go somewhere. I will it off and continue just flying looking at things.

I eventually wake up. Although I am in my flat and there is no way my parents could have shouted at me.

Note: There might have been a FA that I recollect nothing off. It seems like I had to recall the dream through a third party.

what i think why we dream and how we make them up well we lived many lives actually maybe as other people or animals and then when you die your memory is wiped clean cept you have mini fragments of memories in dreams like ive dreamt i was a horse a dolphin and a t-rex and i remember whats its like to have four legs and swim like a dolphin and what it feels like to be able to bite threw anything as a t-rex ive always died young and never experianced being human befor or what its like to have offspring ive even dreamt of spirits and im a very spiritual person if you believe in em or not well my spirit animal is a black mustang and in many of my dreams im in battle with a black wolf like tho off of that movie 300 with red peircing eyes i think it represents death cause it apears most right befor someone or something dyes like my boyfriend corey and my auntie connie and with the wolf sometimes i see a bear with gold eyes but its natual brown color and i even dream of other people i know cept i dont see them as there self i see them as there spirit like my bf corey befor and after his death i see him as a dark brown wolf with deep dark brown eyes and my friend alannah as a yellow bird with blue eyes since her favourte color is yellow and she does have blue eyes and i saw Jeremys my bf today i see him as a lion with a golden mane sinse he has long golden hair and the lion has blue eyes like his and in my dreams only the ones i remember seem spiritual like there supose to mean something and once i dreamt the date of my death but not how it happens since the future isnt concreate but its supose to happen 2 days befor i turn twenty on jeremys birthday may 4 you may think im smokin somthin but im not and i didnt make any of this up

I've been both sick as a dog, and out of town. Dreams have been so crazy. At one point, I was nightmaring lucidly about the Saw movies, which I don't even watch (Saw 1-3, then gave up.), then woke into a higher layer non-lucid to find myself having sex with Jigsaw. Ew? Think this had something to do with seeing my rather useless brother-in-law. I think he fits the vic profile nicely.

Yes, you can nightmare in a lucid. It's like watching a scary movie of yourself: you're a spectator, not a participant. Yeesh.

There were a few others, but nothing as vivid as last night. That one broke into my reality for a short time. I was totally lucid in a dream of my hometown (Dream-world geography again!), and I figured that I'd have some fun in an antique/thrift shop by playing dress-up. I'm never as mature in dreams as I am in reality, but I'm much more fun. Unfortunately, there were no dressing rooms, and the outfits I had started to shrink as soon as I started walking around looking for one, so I figured that since I'm dreaming, it was alright for me to start changing there in the store in front of everyone. I got a couple of items on, then the proprietress appeared and told me that it was inappropriate to be changing clothes in the store and that Id have to leave.

I tried to reason with her that this was all a dream, so it didn't matter because she and everyone else were imaginary, but several of the other shoppers physically threw me out. Then a Gothic chick with short, fire-engine red hair and a low growly voice (I swear she was one of my old Harry Potter fanfic characters!) showed up and told me that the proprietress was very powerful and her friends were coming to beat me up for embarrassing her like that.

We ran all over my hometown trying to get away. I could have flown, and I knew it, but I didn't want to leave the girl who helped me. I was wondering how unreal they were since I couldn't control them, and was concerned for her well-being. Suddenly I was aware (watching, as if in a film again) that the proprietress was a sorceress, and to avenge herself on me she made my friend aware that she was a dream, and not "real."

She cursed us both that we would know reality. This didn't bother me, the real person, but suddenly the redhead started screaming and chanting that she wanted to know, see, hear, and live reality. She attacked me, trying to claw her way through me into the real world. When she hit me I found myself awake in my mother-in-law's spare room, yet in sleep paralysis. The dream redhead appeared as a lump in the blankets, completely non-humanoid yet I recognized her, and attacked again by biting onto my left breast and clinging on. I couldn't move to fight, being paralyzed, but I managed to get out the thought "HELP ME" aimed at my husband. He was sleeping next to me. Then the blanket-chomper vanished, only a blanket over my breast, and we were both awake. He is completely unaware of what happened, so I dunno if he helped or if I jerked and startled him awake.

But that freaked me out.

1) go into a building not a gym but has weird things to do like a playground lots of people training walk around a laser show? friends arrive I see them NBA, NS; NS asks me what I'm doing in ballpit I get out walk around with NBA and KB, KB asks to go see a movie NBA and I laugh at him say no way but then we walk by one I see popcorn, candy, etc. say hey, I actually do want to go let's go we walk down but I have to go to the bathroom walk in, press box at Fenway Park??

2) locker's gone, I wonder where it went, oh well, I walk into a room as normal, then look back, I should probably get my books, Mr. R is looking at me, I go up to him ask where my locker went he says I haven't been treating it properly, I say okay where are my books, he's actually Mr. W, I walk around finally go into auditorium everyone's facing the front I have to go way to the back last row see JT as well as JF? from 10th grade I'm in the last row by myself suddenly the violin player in the middle starts coughing and falls and dies suddenly everyone starts coughing it's the Black Plague!! they're all spitting up green stuff, I turn around and run as fast as I can try to get out of there I was lucky to be in last row, turn around, no one's following me, run down street toward's D's Cs bus stop, was I infected?

Total dreams: 729
Total days: 367
Total lucids: 12
Dreams per day: 1.986
Lucids per day: 0.03269
Days recorded: 220
Dreams per recorded day: 3.3136
Lucids per recorded day: 0.0545

I had a lucid dream last night! =D
(halfheartedly using the MILD method)

Okay, so it's not my first lucid dream; but it was my first lucid dream while (semi) trying to have one (intentionally). It was really kinda cool because as soon as I was in the dream I was like 'Woah, I'm dreaming', and then proceeded to perform a few reality checks just to confirm my dreaming state. At first I looked at my hands, the check failed; Then I tried sticking a finger through my hand and it only was really elastic, so the check failed; finally I plugged my nose and tried breathing through it, and could still breathe; the check succee ded: and I was dreaming! I could only control the dream to some extent: succeeding in making two little girls appear when I covered my eyes and found them there, but not in making people disappear, or making this obscure object I was imagining appear. I'm content with the success of having this dream at the least, but at the most I need to practice control and stabilization of dreams.

I wrote this down on my ipod touch earlier then deleted it believing that I already posted so I'll give the short version since that's all I remember

Greek Myths

My mother was a teacher of Greek myth although in my dream, greek myths were actually the history. They became gods that we made statues of. I learned how to make a bust of one out of aluminum. I went into my mom's lecture class and showed her, interrupting the class. Every student left. I then remembered my improv team had a show. I forgot this stole a t-shirt and on the way to running to my car, ran into the rest of the team in the cafeteria. I ate some fries...

That was the speed version

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign
For me to remember, dreams are #067300, and lucid dreams are the color below blue, #4169e1. Nightmares are dark red, #8b0000, and dream signs are the light purple, which is up one and left one from blue, #483d8b.

More lucid dreams. Upon becoming lucid, I need to always increase clarity and lucidity right away, then remember my dream goals. This isn't happening yet...

Trains dream
I was alone, walking down a "hallway" of dirt. It was like a 12 foot deep, 8 foot wide rectangular trench that was very long and had train rails going down it. I passed a red train car, and became only slightly lucid, the least I've ever been. I blew up the train with a sleight of hand and became much more lucid.

I kept walking and passed a glossy deep green train. I accelerated the train with a movement of my hand until it was gone. I kept walking until I passed a large bald man with a wide head. He was wearing a white shirt, and I sensed he had a slightly negative air about him. He was about five feet away from me I remembered to stop and increase the clarity. I said, "Increase clarity," softly but confidently.

The world around me focused like a camera and became crystal clear, like real life. I could see the textures of the dirt and grass very well, like real life. Out of curiosity I lifted my hands and saw that they were very blurred. I felt a strange sensation in my fingers, like they were pressed together. My fingers split and shifted. I believe I gave too much of my focus towards my hands because I sensed the world around me blurring, much like my hands.

I desperately yelled, "Increase clarity!" to no avail. I tried gently saying it, like before. It worked; the world around me gained focus again. The large bald man took a step towards me and said, "I don't like what you're doing," which frightened me a little. He started walking towards me. I sensed he was about to hurt me and choked him by raising my hand towards him. He fell to his knees and I woke up.

Strange dream
I was in a green cafeteria. Lots of other people were there, talking. I talk with a bunch of people for a while. I become briefly lucid and fly around by flapping my arms. I show off to a bunch of people.

Moody from Harry Potter came over and told me we have a mission. (I am not Harry Potter in this dream; I'm still me) I followed him, until we met up with our group: Two Slytherins led by Snape, who was dressed with thick leather straps going around his shoulders crossing to his waist. We also had one Gryffindor. I immediately objected to doing the mission with the Slytherins, but Moody replied, "Put up with it, boy!" in his gruff voice.

As we walked down some steps I started arguing with the Slytherins. Moody pulled me and the Slytherins in with his staff and took out our soul orbs by force. Soul orbs are these glass balls everyone carried that influenced our personalities, which were four inches in diameter. Moody heated a metal rod via magic and melted in two dents to each of our orbs so that all of us who were arguing had matching dents, like compatibility.

Instantly, an overwhelmingly powerful warm, giddy feeling of pleasure and happiness rushed into all of us who argued earlier. It was the best feeling ever. We who were five minutes ago arguing about our differences were giggling together as friends, deeply influenced by whatever Moody had done to our soul orbs.

I don't remember what else happened but we finished our mission.

That dream where Moody changed our soul orbs so that we would work together gave me the best feeling ever. In future lucid dreams (if I ever happen to remember my dream goals, which never seems to happen) I will use soul orbs to influence myself and other people. By asking to borrow people's soul orbs and changing them, I can easily bend people to do my will, as well as give me warm trippy feelings in dreams.