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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING


23:30 GMT – Sleep

Adventure in Southeast Asia
I am in an exotic country, like maybe India and I feel both the weather and the socio-political scene is unstable. I am staying at this colonial style house that was lent by a friend. We both live in the west and she stays away from this house for months in a row. There had been intense rains and since I was coming to here she wanted me to check if everything was ok and not flooded. It was ok, but intense raining started all over, so I could not guarantee it would stay that way.
There’s also a lot of commotion on the streets and I decide to take the van just outside the gate of the property, ready to leave at any time, just in case something goes wrong and things heat up.
I am also being spied on and followed and I already spotted this guy always looking over my shoulder wherever I go.

3:40 GMT

Some other dreamer’s house and memories?
I am lying in bed, with my laptop and I am checking dream journals and replying to some. I found this guy who found out he is dreaming about some house for some time and he suspects it is the house of some other dreamer. I also find out I have dreamt a few times about his own house or more precisely, some surroundings around his house - it's on top of a mountain or hill and there's a road going there with a little tunnek trhought the mountain.
I am going trough this when I hear some noise. I look around and my room isn’t really my room. I am at this big house, I don’t know of whom. I go out of the room and the noise seems to come from the kitchen which is one or 2 doors on the left. The house is rectangular, with a large hallway in the middle, crossing the house from one side to the other.
Everything is absolutely dark but there’s some clarity coming from under the kitchen’s door. I wonder if there’s someone inside, open the door and after all it is also dark. I assume the light was some reflection, maybe from the moonlight.
When I decide to go back to the room, I suddenly watch this scene as if hovering on a different plane/dimension: a guy is coming down the hallway from the room (just as I did), because he heard some noise in the kitchen. But unlike me, he is surprised by a room mate coming out of the kitchen. He says something like “Damn, you scared me. I didn’t know you were back tonight.” But the other guy was in an incredible bad mood and told him something in the line of “sod-off”. Then the scene fades and I continue down the hallway, back to the room.
Then I am falling asleep in the dream, when the room door opens and I jump up with fright. This time it is my boyfriend P. and I also wonder “I thought you were not coming back tonight!” - I thought I was already awake and he was real, because in RL he was actually not sleeping at home this night.Then I really woke up amidst some confusion.

5:00 GMT

Messing up a palace with crumbles
I’m sitting in an armchair of a palace, eating breakfast cereals from the package and wondering what I’m doing there. Maybe it’s from some friend’s grandparents or something. I look around and think “Hmm, maybe I should explore this place a little bit.” Then a maid appears, looks surprised to see me there doing that – not the behaviour you’d expect of someone living in a palace. I feel embarrassed of the mess I made with crumbles on the chair. I say I’m sorry and promise to clean up later, but she refuses, after all that’s her job so she just moves me away to the side and cleans up the mess. Ok, ok. I get it. I pack my cereals and move on. I am decided to explore the palace but all sorts of distractions cross my path. For example, this lady close to the entrance door wants to know if I remember if she paid the entrance or something like that. I don’t know what she’s talking, but I say I don’t remember, so she gives me money to pay... whatever.

Mirror portal
I am in front of the mirror above the sink in my bathroom. I realise I am dreaming and I sink my hand in the mirror. It was even more clear than usual. I decide instead of plunging there to take some liquid mirror with my hand and play with it. I drop it in the sink and try to solidify it there, but I don’t succeed, it stays liquid. Everything is getting dark and I feel I am loosing lucidity so I focus on the mirror that now transforms into a screen. For a moment I feel my face on my bed and realise I'm sleeping belly down, but manage to hold on the faint dream.
There’s only darkness around and this screen in the middle. On the screen there is a lady in uniform asking me where do I want to go. It looks like a flight company commercial or an interactive help post at an airport. I even laugh saying to myself the lady looks a flight attendant from Lufthansa (german company). I really don’t know where to go and while I think, all sorts of images of places but also just flashlights and patterns succeed on the screen at amazing speed but also amazing clarity. Then a map of the world appears and I am asked where I want to go. Stupidly the first idea that occurs to me is Germany (because of the Lufthansa connection) and I am sucked into the screen. But I can’t hold it steady and I wake up in my bed (or so it seems).

False awakening
I open my eyes, I’m in my bedroom, it’s early morning. Some light already coming in. I look around feeling disappointed with the previous lucid experience. And then I realise my bedroom’s door is open. I always close it to sleep, or else the cat will bite my feet all night. I get up to close the door and check if the cat is inside or outside, but I find it all too strange. I mean, not the room, everything looks just like it should, but the door open when I am pretty sure I closed it last time I woke up and went to the toilet... I decide to reality check and I sink my hand on the wall. Great! I am still dreaming!

Entering Nighthawk's dream
Still in my false bedroom I face the mirror on my wardrobe and decide to continue from there. I like using mirrors as portals, so I think again where I want to go in front of the mirror: from frivolous things to really important things I decide for the frivolous, mostly because I am still training so I have to take it easy. So I decide to go visit Nighthwak. I jump in the mirror, dwell in the voidness for a while and find myself in a lab. What went wrong? But then I see him there. He looks younger and I realise it must be one of his memories, from the university. He saw me eventually and he looked interested in exploring my presence in his dream. He signalled for me to wait a little while, but when he returned it wasn’t really him anymore and I sensed I had lost the connection and was just projecting. The lab was now an open air space, so I decided to move on, since this experience was no longer working.

Trying to escape a collapsing dream
I am walking around in this open air space that looks more and more like a park, with ponds, little bridges over canals, suspended gardens. I am thinking about where to go next and decide I must sit and do some meditation to go back on tracks – in terms of focusing on the really important things to do. But this dream here is kind of collapsing – maybe because it wasn’t mine? The bridges started moving and now end up in the middle of nowhere in the air, two gargoyles in stone detach from this stone balcony and attack me. I feel I need to get out really fast or I will wake up. No mirror around so I think about jumping in the water of the pond. But instead of mirror-like it is now murky, I see strange creatures swimming around, crocodile-like. I don’t feel so attracted to jump on it. Now the murky waters are rising and I’m losing ground. I climb to some brick wall and decide to jump from there to the floor and hope for the best.

End of the adventure
It worked. As I fell on the grass, I sank and landed on some other dream. I was somewhere in the Middle East. Also in a garden. All was shining in warm colours, red and orange, really beautiful and in the end of this garden there was this beautiful and amazing mosque, also reddish. I was stunned with the scenario and thinking that I could sit there. That’s when I saw a group of angry men pointing at me, running in my direction. That’s when I realised I had landed over this kind of big stone or wall, which apparently was sacred for them, or the whole garden was and he fact I’m sitting up there it is extremely offensive to them. As they approach me and start bringing me down from where I was, I ask forgiveness but I am still smiling, commenting with them that their mosque is really something special. They think I’m crazy. Then I realize I have to jump again but they just don’t allow me to do that. I have men grabbing my arms, others grabbing my legs, I can’t move. Shit, I have to develop a method to jump without really jumping, just with thought. And I really need to build a place to go just sit, because dreams are crowded with monsters and armies and just plain distractions to get us away from our objectives.

7:00 GMT – Wake up

Date: 1/09/10
Lucid
Non-Lucid
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Method: DILD
I woke up and I was in my bed, a dim light was on below me and it was night time. I thought that maybe I was in a dream, so I pinched my nose - I could still breathe. I got excited and jumped out of bed however I could not seem to leave my house. I tried flying but that didn't work. Instead I made a few portals all in a row on a blue mattress leaning against the wall. The portals were all geometric shapes (circle, square, star etc.) and I looked through some of them before deciding on going through the heart shaped one. The other portals disappeared and I grabbed the edges of the heart shaped portal and stretched it bigger then stepped through.

The portal took me outside and it was now day time. The sky was REALLY blue with just a few clouds. I was walking up the hill outside my house with my Dad. We continued walking through the Estate and finally we reached an empty lot which had been turned into a bush-like camping area. My sister, brother and Mum were already there and starting a barbecue.
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I was in my room - it was daytime. Instead of a wall though to close off my room there was an open divider leading into another room. It looked a lot like my old classrooms in primary school. Two classes of students (approximately grade 6) were sitting on the floor as Mrs. M and Mr C (my grade 6 teachers) taught the class. I sat next to my beanbag sort of bored...

At first I was dreaming of Wishbone and his owner and their friends-(Joe, Sam and Daniel-in this dream were in college). They were in the Dean's office (?) and convinced him to give them some bagels (or donughts?) and than late Wanda appered for no reason and the next thing I know I was at a mechian garage.
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Next there were 4 girls. I saw through the eyes of the foruth girl-(who was the odd one out). The other 3 were rich kids. Two of the three rich kids lived in fancy smancy aparments. The third girl her dad was a mechian, but her family lived in a maision. Something werid was going on in the third girl's house. Her toys seem to be hyoptiatic toys and leds any of her guests to werid parts of the house. But the moring after the toys do that -we are back in bed. There was a letter that said to beware of a blue-eyed and blond hair person.

August 29, 2010

I was having an AMC dream. JR discovered Annie was sleeping with some politician dude. They were getting it on in a car. JR discovered them and had got upset, but this part of the dream faded.

False awakening. I "woke up" in bed. I spent a moment lying there and recalling the dream. I was also quite surprised I had fallen asleep again. I didn't even feel it coming.

Edited for TMI content...

I wondered about the possibility of this being a false awakening. I then noticed that, consciously, I did feel different. Fairly positive now that I'm dreaming, I thought to myself, "Only one way to check, and that's to get out of bed!"

As I slowly rolled over and got out of bed, I marveled about the fact that this really did feel like I was moving my real body. I began to question whether I was truly dreaming or not. I rather felt that getting out of bed would feel floaty, especially since in lucids, I don't normally feel gravity and weighty. This felt exactly like real life. Future note, WILDs may feel exactly like this. Especially when I think I'm awake...

Anyways, I was thinking a lot about this whole "Am I moving a dream body or my real body?" thing, and I heard a voice in the back of my mind, "Don't over think it, or you WILL wake up too much and move your real body." This voice sounded female, to my surprise (I usually expect Danny to tell me these things). It was probably myself; but in the past, Janine (my first DG, before Danny) often sounded like me... I wonder if this was her, again?

I didn't spend too much time looking around the room. But I did notice that the bedroom door, positioning of the bed and my endtable were all as they should be. This made me question, again, whether I was lucid or awake. I looked at the clock on my endtable. The numbers should have been a dead give-away. I could barely read the clock... it looked tired-eye bleary and I couldn't really make out any numbers. I concentrated harder. Does that say 4:41 or 4:48? I rubbed my eyes and looked again. It says 4:48. "I don't have to get up until 5:30," I reminded myself. "This is perfect, I can sleep longer!"

Completely forgetting about the false awakening, I crawl back in bed beside Jack. I noticed he was awake and reading something on his phone. We had a short discussion about him not staying up this late and my alarm rang.

Alright, so even if I hadn't gotten distracted, it's not like I could've done much with the lucidity, anyways. My guess is, this all happened just before 5:30, waking time. Maybe about 5:25, but this whole scene felt a bit shorter than 5 minutes. Still, this is a great note for future WILDs... I guess this is considered an INRALD (I'm Not Really Awake Lucid Dream)... I thought I was pretty good at determining lucidity by how it feels alone... and normal DILDs, I think that still holds true. But this whole new foray into INRALDing and WILDing... when I honestly think I'm awake, it really, really does feel like I'm awake! Further proof that I REALLY need to RC upon waking up...

notes - non-lucid - lucid

01-09-10 I am making pancakes, I forget to add flour and the result is obviously not great. I tell my mum that I forgot flour, she still thinks it will fail (thanks mum >.<). I didn't care I knew I could do it.
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This might be a continuation or a separate dream
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I have spent the night at my parents. The key to my flat is being taken to the owner of the building, which means I have to stay in Hornslet, this annoys me so I decide to eat some cereal on my parents expense. I tell my mum that I am disappointed, not in exact words but by repeating what she said in a depressed tone of voice. She says all I have to do is go to the shop and meet Lars who will have the key, I repeat this mentally to myself and then Lars appears, no one is saying anything to him and he is wearing a stupid hat plus not all of his hair is grey, I find this odd, but not enough to induce. He drops the keys on the table and write something on a piece of paper, I check out the piece and it is a “to/from” card normally associated with Christmas. This is weird, I grab the note and start writing my own stuff. The funny thing is that Lars and his wife have just repeatedly written “to” and “from” throughout the months (note: it was written in Danish, one of the rare times I dream in my native language). I realise it is a weird game he is playing with his wife, I don't want to interfere, so I erase what I have written on it and put the paper back on the wall. Mental note I had written Caroline in one of the boxes.
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(WILD) I wake up, I am lying on my back, I am positively sure I just fell asleep on my stomach. Damn what if I am waking myself up here. I quickly open my eyes, I am lying on my sofa. Come again!? The sensation of SP is gone, I know I am lying on my stomach in my bed, sod it I'll risk it I open my eyes and check my fingers, Ooooohh seven fingers on one hand, surely that is a record. Hang on the scenery is amazingly vivid, this actually looks like my flat as it does in real life. Telekinesis is off, are you sure that you are dreaming? Check the hand again you fool! Ah, two of my fingers are merging, good still dreaming. Vester you are an idiot, would you just accept the god damn fact that you are dreaming, trust your powers and fly out the window already!?

I fly out the window, the buildings in the streets have changed instead of being constructed of red bricks they now have grey grained surfaces. Interesting I think, they look amazingly real. I decide to fly right this time, then up I look at a parking lot with a lot of cars making sure I really use my senses in order to stabilise the dream as much as possible. I turn around and start flying left, I need to find something I can do, how about finding a small hotel, surely that has a lift in it. I take a left and see a small bar, it looks like it could have been a hotel at some point so I decided that it will be my target. I land in front of it and as I see a man sitting outside drinking a beer I decided to take a quick detour and ask him my dream name. I ask, after a bit of a break he replies “I really don't know”. Gah never mind I have other things to play around with, I walk through the bar expecting to find a lift. I get a bit of a brain freeze from thinking about if the dream will recognise if I use the word lift or elevator and what meaning it will have on the task, but decided that it is irrelevant. I walk through the corridors and in the end come to an old looking metal door, here we go! I walk in in a strange shaped room, the floor is covered in a carpet typical of lifts/elevators. There is no controls, but a manage to summon 1 button on the wall. “One is good enough I only have one destination anyways, atomic world it is!” I press the button.

The lift start moving, really slowly, come on Vester can't you make this thing move quicker!? nope, no go, damn I really need to practice dream control, especially the whole manipulation of my surroundings part. As I think about how I want to spot the holes in atoms so I can surf the particles in wave form I notice that the walls of the lift are starting to close in on me. I think to myself “great you moron so, the way you decide to go to the atomic world is by having a freaking lift squeeze you to the size of one!?” I stand there for some time, but I then see that the patterns of the walls become blurry, the dream is destabilising, I touch them, make sure I really focus on them, rub my hands, however nothing works and I wake up.

Havent had a proper recall in a while..
This is my dream from this morning:

Someone, somewhere had a map of Canada, and they folded it and shook it. And all of a sudden, all the provinces were mixed up. Like boggle. My mother was telling me about it, so we turned on the news and it was real.

The biggest thing that i cared about, was that a part of Newfoundland was now in Manitoba. So my mother took me there to see Newfoundland! There was no travelling, my dream just skipped forward. There were reporters and people everywhere, it was kinda like one street from St.Johns was just sorta added to the edge of manitoba, by the Hudson Bay.

The street looked like this:

The street was on the edge of a cliff kinda like this, except Straight down:

I sat on the edge of the cliff, and decided to Jump! As i was falling i saw a huge whale below me(my biggest fear) so i directed myself a little closer to the cliff side, hoping it would be too shallow for the whale.. it wasnt.

He didnt bother with me, he actually went away because of the big splash. But two manatees swam up to me, which is okay cause they were cute. Then all of a sudden i was back on the edge of the cliff. And i woke up.

Note to reader: For the first time the whole dream went together perfectly with no gaps or fragments. It was one, big, memorable dream. Pretty cool !

August 31st 2010,

The Murderer (Non-Lucid):

Hm..I don't know where to start. Well, ok, I had an acoustic guitar that I kept bringing around everywhere. I was walking around with my mom on the side walk. We kept getting into arguments about stupid things. For some reason we stopped by the church. And she filled out a form saying that I was going to go to religious education for the 6th time (I only really went once in real life). So I looked at her and was like. "Mom..why the hell do I have to go learn about God for the 6th time. What else is there to learn? I'm pretty sure after 5 years of religious education, I'm all set." and she got mad and we got into an argument. This guitar that I kept carrying around, I kept forgetting everywhere. For example, one minute I would have it...then I would drop it to do something else, then I would go somewhere else and I would forget that I dropped my guitar and I would have to go all the way back and get it. Now for some reason, in my dream the church and my old elementary school were combined into one big building. So most of the dream was just me fooling around in a playground. I would walk around most of the time. And 2 of my friends were in the dream. One of them was my 11 year old friend from my last dream, and the other one was his 13-14 year old sister. His sister grabbed the guitar off of the ground and started playing a song. And we were all walking together as she was playing the song. They were both following me. So we found a little circle of teens sitting on the ground meditating or something, and they had a leader which I recognized from real life. His name is Spud and he works as the musical director at my church, I met him through a community service group. So I assumed that this little circle was the religious education. He enjoyed the fact that Katerina (my friends older sister) was playing the guitar because she was playing some Christian song I forget which one. Then everyone got up and was gunna head home (So I don't really remember any "education" going on). I followed Spud to his car. I said my goodbyes and then my mother started walking home, which is down a really long street, not too far from the church/school. Then my father appeared out of nowhere and we were all walking back home together, the sun was setting so it was going from afternoon to evening. My mom was telling my father and I about some weird guy who was following her around and calling her and taking pictures of her. So he was pretty much stalking her. And my father and I were pretty concerned. This is where it gets interesting.

So we kept walking and a car pulls up behind us. A man steps out and he says grabs my mother. And he says to me, "Don't move or I'll hurt you." and he pulled out a knife and pointed it at me. Of course my father and I still proceded into trying to get my mother, and then my dad got too close and the man stabbed my father. I was in shock. Then the man turned to me and said, "Okay. Let's try this again. Don't move or I'll hurt HER." and he stabbed my mom in the stomache. She screamed in pain. I didn't know what to do. All of the sudden a wave of haze just passed above us. Our surroundings were materializing into a room. And then I recognized that we were now in a building back inside of the church/school. The man was pretty confused but he was still holding onto my mom. I was surprised as hell to see his face when I looked closer. Shane freaken Dawson...in my dreams..again. Except this time he was trying to kidnap my mom and kill me and my father. So he took out a knife and he threw it at me. I can't remember if the first few times he threw them at me, they hit me. But I do remember he kept throwing them and I said to him, "Jeez how many knives do you freaken have?" and then he ran out of knives and started throwing ninja stars at me. I was dodging or blocking most of all the things he was throwing at me. Then eventually everything settled down and he tied my mom and dad and me to chairs. I came up with an idea. I had my cell phone with me and that big guitar I had was outside, so immediately the roped around me just fell off. I started going outside and Shane said to me, "What are you doing?" and I said, "I left my guitar outside, I'm gunna go get it." I went outside and looked for his parked car, then I memorized his license plate number which was actually GEHEMI I remember it still lol. And then I went back inside and he was trying to kill me again. After a while I started picking up all the knives and throwing them back at him. Eventually he came up to me and grabbed me, and I had a ninja star in my hand. I pushed his arm that had the knife away, which exposed his neck. Then I sliced it with the ninja star. He fell over and I saved the day. Yayyy. I called the police and told them the license plate number and they found our location and carried out the body and everyone back to safety.

Later that night I remember going on youtube and looking up what happened. Everyone was skeptical about Shane being dead. I remember reading one of the comments saying, "This was all just a set up, he's not really dead." or something like that. Then that's when I woke up, around 8:51 this morning.

And what I mean by that is I'll routinely wake up an hour or less before my regular alarm clock and realize I remember something. So I'll write it down. It's usually short. And then I'll fall back asleep and in that last 30 mins or so I'll have my most vivid and detailed dream of the night. It's something worth looking into, I think, and I'm going to look into maybe doing an alarm every half hour for the last two hours of my regular sleep. Maybe I'll couple that into the DEILD if I can remember to do it.

I am in Brew and Grow and the rest of the crew is there we are chilling out behind the counter like normal when some guy in glasses comes in. He's a few inches taller than me and going bald. He has a beer gut so he looks like a typical customer. He walks over to me and asks for a "20 amperage setup". I'm annoyed because that isn't the normal lingo we use in the store for figuring out what people need. So I ask Mike to take over for me and he does and ends up grabbing the guy a 150 lumatek. The guy says that was the rig he was looking for and he needs a bulb with 150000 lumens. I tell him there's no way he is gonna get that kinda power out of a 150 and I lean down and pull out a 1000w Hortilux Blue and crack it as I stand back up. I grimace and he laughs. I tell him I accidentally broke it but he's gonna need a bulb similar in power.

I go to the computer and I ask my manager what I should so about the busted bulb. I tell him I don't want to tell Jenny (our inventory girl) because the bulb I broke is super expensive. He tells me just to throw it away and I tell him that I don't want to lie to anyone. I throw it away though.

Now some other guy is here. He comes in and slaps a black computer tower in the counter and I'm immediately annoyed. I tell him flatly that we don't fix computers. But I know what it is. It's one of those secret growing containers. I refuse to help him because we do not help people doing illegal things. So I let someone else take care of him too. He leaves and I notice that he goes walking away with the first guy and I also notice that he left the tower. I ask why and Mike says he is gonna try to fix it.

I then see Julie by the computer and she is wearing a big coat. I then realize it's cold in here and she says she is going to turn the fan off. At the same time Alex starts playing some odd music and looks at me with Antrim and says "From the party!" but I don't recognize it. Mike apparently does because he walks by and says: "How do I know what this is?"

And then a large group of women walk into the store and stand there quietly before turning around and all leaving at once. Creepy

I am on some sort of website for a game I, in my dream, used to run. However in my dream I had given it up and handed it over to this member of my forum. I read this news post where this new owner mentions how hard of a time she is having getting the game ready to go and there is a bunch of sad and upset replies in the thread. I skip ahead to the last page and see a bunch of screenshots of the game. It's 16 bit and mapped out similar to Pokemon. I'm walking around the town as if I'm playing it and i start to like it. I see this wifi battle building several times though.

And finally..

The dream begins with me, Julie, and Mike pulling up to this gorgeous tropical island. Instead of docking the boat a guide, Matthew Mcconaughey, asks us to transfer over to a smaller boat so we can paddle ashore. We do and as we do it starts to rain.

And now we are all swimming in the water and Matthew leads us through this crystal clear water around the island. This group of girls next to me goes diving under water to explore. Everything is crystalline. There is a school of fish swimming around. It's gorgeous.

Now we are on shore and I am in some sort of kitchen with an open view of the ocean and way we arrived. There is a urinal to my right and a few people talking about stuff behind me. I go to use the restroom and the I put my laptop on the kitchen counter. I almost set it on top of Mikes laptop but instead I put if on top of a cutting board. I see a book on the counter with the initials EoT and I read the first little bit. As I read it I am suddenly transported into the world of the book. It's sine future world similar to Pandora but darker and more advanced.

I get a hold of my friend and we talk about how cool the island is when suddenly I get suspicious for some reason. I pull Matthew aside and tell him I think we've been tricked. I don't think he's in on it and I think he'll try to help us.

I just had my 6th LD last night. I think I'm making some awesome progress.

-Lonesome Much?-
I was laying in my mom's bed on my laptop. I think I was surfing the internet and saw a news post. I saw a picture of a little girl unconscious or dead on the ground. Under the picture, was the headline: "Is it true that the Hathaway children might have permanent birth defects?" After seeing this, I closed the laptop and then walked out of the room. I saw Sam on the bigger laptop playing an online game. I walked up the stairs and she bounded up beside me and then she walked into my brother's room. I said something to her but I don't remember what I said. Feeling alone, I walked into my bedroom and closed the door. I turned on all the lights in my bedroom, Sam's bedroom and the bathroom. It was weird because one switch didn't work. After this I went back into my bedroom and noticed a patch of moonlight beside my bed. I sat on my bed, and made a cross with my fingers in the reflection. It was a very peaceful moment. Then I woke up. This dream felt very real.

-Mom's House, Again?- ~Lucid
It started out in my mom's living room. I was standing in between the chairs that faced the TV. I immediately noticed that I was not supposed to be there. So I RCed, and became lucid.

I walked into my mom's room and noticed that she was asleep. I looked to my left and saw Sam lounging in a chair playing with her phone. I said, "Hey! I'm dreaming! Do an RC so you can be lucid too!" I was going to try to do a shared dream with her. "Hold on." She said. Then walked away. While I waited, I went back into the living room and tried to imagine Taylor Lautner once more (he's sooo hot ). Fail. I went back into my mom's room and told her that I was dreaming, but she didn't really think anything about it.

I walked over to the other side of her bed and picked up a book. I opened it to a page, and tried to read it. It was a crazy mess. Here and there were snippets of sentences, and in between there were numbers, letters, and foreign symbols. By this time Sam came back and I read a sentence out of the book to her and she started laughing.

I walked back out of my mom's room and decided that I wanted to fly. I kept flapping my arms and jumping up, but nothing really happened. Then I woke up.

I'm in a car with my girlfriend, she's driving and we're going to her mom's house. We get there and tell her about the new bunny we just bought named Cuni (pronounced "koo-nee" short for Cuniculus, which is Latin for rabbit) We leave and she's driving again, then I look over and ask: "Is this Roanoak?" she replies yes. I look out the window and notice we're not on the ground anymore and the ground that is visible is waving around like ocean tides, I become lucid. I look over at my girlfriend and tell her: "Babe! This is a dream! We're dreaming right now! This is a shared lucid dream, come on! Become lucid!" She accepts this and I excitedly jump out of the car (holding my girlfriend by the hand, taking her with me). Falling down I notice we have too much speed and I sprout giant white angelic wings, seeing this my girlfriend also grows wings; we then softly come closer to the ground.

We land on top of a building, in the middle of a dense city filled with giant sky scrapers (like New York City on steroids haha). Since i had the angle wings already I felt that I should have some armor to match, so I look up conceive what it looks like and affirm that I'm wearing it and then look down; wallah! I'm wearing armor similar to that of the Spartans in 300, but instead of the bronze armor it's a deep brown with golden trim; and instead of the red cloth underneath it's tattered, battle-worn black clothe. Since I have all that going on I felt as though I should have a minion of some sort, so I place my hands in front of me with my fingers spread outwards as much as possible. Staring intensely at the ground in front of me, a ring of fire appears in the sand (as there was a large patch of sand in the corner of the rooftop); it started as a single flame from what you might see from a lighter, then it grew on an invisible line forming a perfect circle. I raised my hands towards the sky and the flames followed in suit, what was once a ring of fire was now a column of fire. I put my hands back down and the flames again, followed in suit. Then in the same place where the giant flame column stood, there was a demon with black armor, red skin with great red wings, giant curling horns, cracked hooves, rows upon rows of snarling and drooling teeth, and terribly angry green eyes. It looked at my girlfriend who then proceeded to scream, then it looked back at me and roared; in one fluid movement I leaped in the air towards the demon and with both feet drop kicked him in the face, breaking some of his teeth as well as his nose. Knocked to the ground and beneath my feet the demon was in a daze, I put one foot on either side of his neck and violently twisted, this snapped his neck and killed him.

I reached out and grabbed a sword and shield (after summoning that insanely awesome demon, conjuring up some weapons came very easy haha) and raised the sword into the air; then from around the corner of one of the buildings flew a majestic Pegasus, it landed in front of me. I hopped on and pulled my girlfriend up, who had summoned a spear and was also wearing similar armor (apparently if she sees me do something, she knows it's possible and is then able to do it as well). Zooming around through this never ending city, this eternal forest of skyscrapers there were fearsome monsters everywhere. I slashed the smaller ones with my sword and held the reins in my shield hand; but then we came across a gigantic cyclops with an enormous wooden club. This beast was just as tall as the buildings (and mind you, these buildings were so tall that I couldn't see their base) and he began swinging his club at us, trying to swat us out of the sky. I doge his attacks one after another, but after several attempts he finally grazes the back end of my winged horse; a mere glance but powerful enough to send us plumeting... i wake up a split second after we're hit.

Unfortunately, my girlfriend only remembers the first paragraph (actually she doesn't even remember becoming lucid, so only the first half of the first paragraph). I keep telling her to work on her recall, and still she doesn't; oh well, her loss. But like the other shared lucid dream I had, this one was unintentional and just sort of happened. Does anybody else think it's strange that out of my three last lucid dreams, two were shared lucid dreams? Is it normal to have shared lucid dreams that often?

Ok so I actually already wrote this sometime ago, but this site deleted it (or maybe my comp, idk but something screwed up and I lost my entry before I could post it ) But I'm going to summarize, seeing as how I already wrote it in my paper journal I keep by my bed and I hate writing things twice haha (well... this will be the third time).

Blue = Non-Lucid
Red = Lucid

I was in a dumpy looking trailer, with shag carpeting and it looked so dirty I swear I could see the smell of filth looming in the air. Then suddenly the door burst open, it was my friend Aaron who I haven't spoke to let alone seen in close to a year. Given my environment and this strange reunion, I became lucid. I walked over to him and placed my hand on his back, he seemed so distressed I couldn't just leave him there (DC or not). I tried to talk to him, but it didn't really work out; it was like there was some sort of sealant in my vocal cords. Watching my friend i noticed that he would look at something and concentrate on it as though he were trying to make it explode using only his mind; then he would switch his focus onto another object with the same intensity, changing his focus onto something else about every 3-5 seconds. Breathing heavily he said in a hoarse, angry voice: "Come on man! Lets go outside and start some shit!" Then he sprints through the open doorway into the night. I walk outside the trailer and see terrifyingly dark clouds, a sky that was so violent that the plumes of clouds would make it from one horizon to the opposite in less then a second or two. It made me want to run back inside so I could hide from these almost villainous clouds, but I walked out further into the night; the sky became angrier and angrier with every step I took, then I woke up.

I fell back asleep and reaffirmed my REM cycle before I woke up too much
In this second dream of the night i was in some sort of public pool/gym. I had much of my focus on the water slides and pools and enjoyed myself a great deal as I splashed down their slopes and ramps. Then I landed under one of those mushroom shaped water pumps you see at many public pools (normally in the kid section) this is where I saw my friend Aaron yet again. (Semi-lucid) He gave me this strange apparatus which he had just sucked on, I proceeded to do the same. I don't know if you've ever done drugs but this felt EXACTLY like waking-life drugs, it amazed me how I knew that I was breathing oxygen sitting in my bed yet I was still able to feel these effects as though I were breathing some sort of inhalant. We continued to suck on this smokeless drug until I woke up.

So as I stated in the dream, I hadn't seen or even spoke with this friend in close to a year. After I had this dream though he contacted me, and asked me the first question he had asked me in over a year: "Did you have a lucid dream last night?" We then proceeded to exchange stories and were amazed how similar they were. The only difference was that he identified the public pool simply as a public gym, as in his dream experience most of his focus was on the weight machines; and mine was on the water slides. He asked if he had been acting "strange" in any part of the dream, because he told me that he has trouble controlling his emotions while lucid. Describing his typical behavior in lucid dreams matched perfectly with how he was acting in the trailer; being over-focused, yet still distracted.

I began in this old, creepy shack that was near the edge of a cliff. Not thinking much of it, I went around exploring until I came to this certain room. Inside were three Flaredancers: a red one, a blue, and a green one (enemy on Zelda). They were doing there usual actions such as dancing but they didn't laugh. The three of them quickly grabbed each others hands to form a row. They started to come closer to me and I then realized that I couldn't move. Suddenly a firey barrier of red, green, and blue appeared in front of them and shot at me. I tried to shield myself with my arms since for whatever reason I didn't have a shield. When I reopened my eyes the Flaredancers were gone and the shack seemed to be more depressing, dark, and worn down.

I hear a door creak open so I go to investigate. I find that my partner, Red, had just entered. I start to ramble on about the Flaredancers and how I was attacked but Red walks right past me like I'm a ghost. So I yell out and wave my arms trying to get his attention but again no reply. It was then that I realized I was in the Dark World while Red was in the Light World. Being my usual smart self, I come up with a plan of using the dust on the floor board to write him a message (this is weird though because I believe Red was carrying it around...).

The first few words I write out are: help, trapped, etc. I guess the Dark World was draining my energy or something because all I could write was one word at a time. That or I was just lazy XP. Red notices the words but thinks that a ghost is doing it so he says, "whos doing that?" and "whos there?" I faceplam and write down "Purple" (which is odd because his name is Vio not Purple and also, yes I'm Vio in this dream). Finally stupid Red realizes that it's me, the only problem is that he doesn't know how to help me. Coming up with another idea, I tell him to rip up one of the floor boards (now this I so don't get...I guess I thought I could walk up it or something but uh how would that get me out of the Dark World? Not to mention I'm standing on the floor already so...?). Red does as his told. I'm assuming after that I got out of the Dark World but I don't know because my dream skipped on to something else.

Now onto the other half. This time I'm Green who just so happens to be at the exact same location as Vio and Red were, only they aren't there now or if they are then they must still be inside the shack (Blue was never shown in my dreams for whatever reason). So I'm walking around near the shack with my sword drawn for some reason. Without warning a ugly cyclops rising from the depths of the cliff. I believe that the cliff somehow turned into a lava pit at this point.. Moving on, this thing HUGE!! Probably bigger than a giant goron...

So it snatches me up by grabbing my sword arm which was my left arm just as Link's would be (though I'm right handed..). The monster says something to me but I can't remember what. I swiftly whip out my hookshot that appearantly was in my pocket just as every other item should be... I target his right eye and fire away, latching on tightly. However instead of flying at the cyclops, (it really had two eyes but it still looked like a cyclops monster to me) I was pulling my hookshot so I could rip his eye out. Which is also weird because hookshots don't work that way but whatever. There was also a strange "clank" noise when I shot his eye so it seemed to be metal? Anyway, I finally managed to pull his eye out but then remember that I'm way up in the air and would probably die if I fell. But of course I woke up just as I was falling so I'll never know if I survived or not...

Note to reader: Sorry I haven't been writing as much dreams lately. I haven't had any good ones until last night. Also the "cousin" in my dream is not actually related to me. We are just really close family friends so yeah. Malarie is a really close friend of mine as well. And my cousin and her do not know eachother. So here it goes!


August 30, 2010,

Ok so the dream started out when me, my 11 year old cousin, and Malarie are playing an online video game. We were like the best players in the game. This was weird because Malarie doesn't even know what the game is. We were staying in this big ass mansion. And it was like a sleep over. I was like "GUYS I have an idea. Wouldn't you like to become even better at the game?" And they were like "YEAH YEAH!" Then I was like "Ok with this video game...you can play on the xbox and you can play your character's and level up past 200 which is the level limit." I was holding up a DVD and they were looking at it amused. I put it in a DVD player to start playing the game. We were sitting there and then a movie started playing about an arena. And this arena took place in World War 2. The Nazis took a bunch of Jewish people and made them fight in an arena to the death. Much like the colloseum of ancient Rome.


This is kind of what the arena looked like in my dream except a little smaller and there was more dirt in the fighting arena.

Mal started crying because it started getting really gruesome and gross (also she is Jewish so she gets really emotional about these things). And she said "Do we really have to watch this to get better..??" and I said no we can just switch it to the game. I walked up to the TV to get it and I started getting that weird feeling again! I was slowly going unconcious then in a second I just blacked out. I woke up in the same mansion we were in. except I was alone in the dark halls of it. I was there and I started walking around. Then I got knocked out and kidnapped and when I woke up I was in the arena. This arena...was the same one from the movie we were watching. Then 2 guys grabbed each of my arms and dragged me out into the arena. I was going to fight some guy with like super speed and 2 knives. I was so scared. The guy just absolutely wrecked me. I could feel the pain and the knives piercing me. And I closed my eyes and wished it was over. Then the guy knocked me down on my back and he was declared the winner even though I didn't die for some reason after all those hits. Everyone thought I was dead but I wasn't I was just paralyzed and wasn't moving and I looked really beat up so they just assumed. They took me to the morgue with all the other dead bodies. And after a few days I started feeling better. I got up and started looking around. I was in the mansion again. Apparently the arena was outside of the mansion...so I walked downstairs and found another boy wandering alone.


This is kind of what the dark hallways of the mansion looked like in my dream.

It was my cousin who was playing the video game with me and Malarie earlier in the dream. He had a gameboy sort of handheld device that could control reality. And we walked around and found where all the other fighters were sleeping. The girl fighters slept in one room and the boy ones slept in another. As soon as we found them, we knew it wasn't safe. I told my cousin we should get out of here. He agreed and we walked with me out of the room. Then I accidently hit something with my foot and made a really loud noise. I started running to get out of there and my cousin followed me. The fighters were chasing us. And I saw a bathroom or something so we ran in and close the door and locked it. And then I told the boy to type in "@go ellinia" on his handheld device. This code would take us far away from the arena. So he typed it in. The fighters were trying to hit down the door. And I looked at the device in horror hoping it could work already! I looked at the device, and it only took his game character to Ellinia, not us. The fighters barged down the door. And saw us there. Then they started laughing because it looked pretty weird that 2 boys were in a small bathroom together. They dragged us out and my cousin disappeared. They kept dragging me somewhere. Then a woman who was just surrounded with an aura of light appeared and she gave me this bottle of liquid.


This is kind of what the woman's aura looked like except of course it was a woman not a man lol.

It was a potion. I took it and then suddenly I became invisible and untouchable. Everyone started looking for me and I didn't know what to do, I tried getting out of there but I couldn't find an exit. The invisibility wore off, and they spotted me. I had to think fast. I created a huge vortex so that it would suck in all the fighters that were chasing me. After it sucked them all in, the vortex turned into a small bowling ball. I created a giant treasure chest and opened it and dropped the bowling ball in it, shut it and locked it. It started rumbling and made noise like it was gunna open. I ran. Then this evil woman got me. I tried taking another sip of the potion but the bottle was empty. She took me to a blank room. And it was much like the arena except no dirt and no dust. It was just a blank room and a white hard floor.


Kind of like this except without the windows and furniture.

She started telling the audience, "THIS is what happens to a runaway." and she transformed into a giant snake. And I knew she was going to attack me, so I closed my eyes and when she hit me, I felt no pain. I opened my eyes again. She was startled. Then she said, "Let's see if Mr. Hotshot can handle a bullet to the head." and I yelled NOO! I knew this was going to kill me there was no way I could defend myself. I closed my eyes and I heard the bullet shot. The bullet hit my head and shattered on contact. I felt no pain. I opened my eyes. The woman was afraid. I stood up (because I was on the ground on my knees.). The crowd roared. I pulled out a desert eagle. I aimed it at the woman. I put my finger on the trigger. And then I woke up this afternoon at 12:13.

I had this dream the night of 08/29/2010.

I remember I was at some sort of debate/speech competition. We were on a large, expansive campus. I had the feeling it was in the desert; there was little brush or vegetation around and the buildings were tan. I was one of the coaches in charge. M., my fiance, was there. I knew he was in the large cafeteria/dining hall with the students. The league president of the area suddenly drew a meeting. He had a large map up on a projection screen and the coaches crammed around it. He told us there had been a bomb threat. We all grumbled, as if this happened often. I remember asking if we should take it seriously. The league president, K., said that due to protocol, we had to. We all began arranging our things when the atmosphere changed. Someone had gotten a call or somehow we knew that this threat was not only real, but it had been received around the world. Our map now started sprouting new threats in the area, big yellow boundaries being drawn in the counties threatened.

I didn't have a phone, and I suddenly rushed to the cafeteria to find M. Students were streaming from the cafeteria, and I frantically searched for M. I couldn't find him and I was screaming for him, running around in the crowd. I could feel the fear in everyone around me and I finally spotted M in the distance. I started running, but I felt as if I were running in slow motion. I couldn't run fast enough. The skies started to turn dusty and the crowds thinned as people tried to get away.

In the distance, I saw my horse, Deacon. I whistled to him and he turned. I whistled desperately again and he turned and game galloping toward me. I was still trying to reach M. Deacon leapt over two fences and I was suddenly leaping onto his back. I felt the only way to get away was to ride away on him, because no one had vehicles and I knew we wouldn't survive this explosion.

I turned Deacon towards M and M swung on behind me. I then turned Deacon away from the buildings, toward the open desert, and we started off.

But then we were in the ocean. We were deep down, at the depths, and I remember we were enshrined by some sort of spider-like creature and we were caught in her web. She was talking to us. M was there and I remember being so relieved. He was some sort of worm and I was some sort of crab. I remember we talked to the small, red spider as she brought us down to the sea floor. It was tropical looking water. She was telling us we would be safe here, in the ocean, at the bottom, while the world rebuilt itself. That no one would survive the explosions, and that only we would survive. That we might be down here for a long time. That our bodies had been transformed so we could survive here in the ocean together. M and I swam around each other and were so happy that we were not apart. I remember feeling so happy.

I then remember 'waking' up in a train station. It was dusty outside. There was a train enginge outside a glass-walled building. People were sitting inside on the benches. I thought, "Oh no, my body is still up here!" As if part of our soul had been transferred down into the ocean, but my other half was up here. I remember screaming out for M , but he was nowhere. Conductors looked at me angrily for being loud. No one seemed concerned, but I knew we were being evacuated. But what I knew was this explosion would obliterate life on the surface of the planet. I then looked at the train engine and noticed a spark. It was like the spark from a gas line, sparking and trying to catch. I turned to run inside, but my feet moved so slowly. I screamed "HEY" and dove into the walls. The engine exploded.

Then, I was standing next to the engine, but I was inside. The scene was quiet. I was right back where I had woken up before, as is back in time. I turned and noticed the spark on the engine again. I became panicked and rushed to hide behind something, knowing I wouldn't be saved. The engine exploded. A great roar.

I was back in time, back in the station. I suddenly ran to people, pleading them to help me. I knew M was in the ocean, waiting for me, and that my mind and consciousness was up here, on the surface. I was sobbing and begging people to help me. I was crying and I remember asking anyone who listened to please help me, I needed to get back. I was so overcome with grief. I felt like my heart was exploding. As I was sobbing, sitting on the bench, I heard the ticking of the spark on the engine. My mood turned for the worse and I was completely engulfed in despair. I lowered my head and waiting for the explosion once more, knowing I would never rejoin the love of my life and that my body down there would soon be lifeless and I would leave M all alone, waiting for eternity, waiting to come back up and find my body.

I woke up and was still raptured with the pain and despair.

This dream starts off with me watching Peter Jackson's rendition of the Lord of the Rings movie, the Fellowship of the Rings. Everything seems like it is in virtual reality or 3D and I am viewing the movie from the inside. I can move myself around and view everything from any angle I want but I am invisible to the characters in the film.

The part of the film taking place is when Gandalf is imprisoned atop the Tower of Orthanc in Isengard and he looks over the edge to view the destruction of the trees and the beginning of Saruman's war industry. Everything feels very real like I am really there and watching a real event take place, even though paradoxically it feels as if my body is laying down on a bed.

As the scene progresses a thick fog rolls in enveloping the top of the tower and making it impossible to see the things occuring on the ground below. Gandalf disappears and there is suddenly quiet, and along the edges of the tower's platform many standing easels appear with painting canvases on them, all facing towards the center where I am. At first the canvases are blank but as the fog swirls around them streaks of grey colour slowly start to appear, as if the fog was being imprinted on canvas or if the fog was doing the painting. The images look like rouge renditions of clouds or of the fog itself.

I can feel the fog as it swirls all around and it is cold and damp, like sheets of cold silk being pulled across my skin, and at first I fear that I am being painted on too but when I look down I cannot see my body because it is either not there or invisible.

The scene changes and I am in a painting studio somewhere in Renaissance Italy. It is nighttime and the room is dimly lit by a few candles and is filled with the thick fog from the previous scene. Men of various ages start entering the room from a door on the west side of the room but it is too dark to see there faces. They all sit or stand at canvases around the room and begin painting in the dim candle light despite the thick fog.

A large window on the east side of the room begins to light up as the sun begins to rise and as it does so I can see the men's faces and what they are painting. The men are all famous painters throughout history, from the late medieval period to the late 19th Century and even though they are dressed according to their specific time period, they are all painting pictures of clouds, under the direction of a man dressed in black Renaissance style clothing whom I think is Leonardo daVinci.

I am in awe of all the painters and am entralled to be able to watch them work. As the sun rises further the fog dissipates even more and almost disappears completely. There are all different sorts of clouds being painted: there are thick, dark storm clouds; fluffy white clouds lit by bright sunlight; clouds lit my the moon, and so on. One of the painters is even trying to paint the fog in the room.

The painting they are creating are incredibly beautiful and I remember thinking to myself "I wish I could paint like that." Everything still feels very real and even though I still feel like I am laying down, I can move about the room to get a closer look at some of the paintings. At one point I stretch out my arm and touch one of the canvases and I can feel the wet paint on my fingers, though I cannot see it because my body is still invisible. (Through all of this I still had the sensation that my body was laying on a bed. I know it is contradictory, but I felt I was both laying down and moving around as if free from my body. I don't know really how to explain it.)

The day seems to go by too quickly and the sun begins to fade and the room begins to darken. The fog returns and becomes thick again as the sun goes down. The scene changes yet again and I am now indeed laying on my bed in my apartment and I can see my body. The images of famous painters creating images of clouds in a foggy room is still before my eyes, projected on the far wall of my bedroom as if it were a vision or hallucination.

My room is suddenly full of the clouds they are painting, lit by the setting sun, and I am again entralled by the beauty of it, though my body lays motionless upon my bed as if paralyzed. As the sun sets and the room becomes darker, the painters themselves disappear though the images on the canvases continue as if painted by invisible hands or creating themselves. The beautiful oranges, pinks and purples on the clouds fades to a dull grey and soon I can no longer differentiate the clouds from the fog because it is too dark.


The light fades competely and everything goes black. The dream ends there because I wake up.