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Wow. Five good recalls in one single night. A new high for me! They were decently vivid too, at least the longer ones were, and a few of the fragments were literally flash in the pan. What makes me really happy about this is that I did not perform WBTB. I simply remembered that many different dreams upon waking. Hopefully I'm getting close! I'm RCing about 10 times a day, on a guess. As well as perusing the forums occasionally. Every time I RC I repeat to myself "If I'm dreaming, I will become lucid" and I look around the room for any signs of dreaming. Does that, coupled with my daily DJ, seem like enough to incite a DILD?

Anyways: onto the dreams.

I'm walking through some sort of in between that goes from rural Illinois to downtown Chicago. The goal is to meet a bunch of friends as well as my wife's dad at a place to eat dinner. We are trying to decide where to eat when i decide that a steakhouse sounds good. So I go through this in between and end up in a little long room with two wide red couches and two wide tvs. It doesn't say it anywhere but I know this is a Blackhawks fanclub.

I wee Vern there and we decide to go on ahead. He asks me where I want to eat. I think a moment and decide on this steak house. With my steak knife with me for some reason we set out to walking out of the club and down the street.

And now for sole reason I'm doubling back. I've walked back through the in between to go get my friends. I'm looking for Jake Chris and Lawrence. For some reason I know they have begun to cross the I'm between, which now looks like a corn field, so I head back to cross it.

I try to wade through it but it is too thick now. I decide to walk along side it instead and i soon make it halfway across when suddenly Chris, wearing dress pants a button up and a tie, emerges and greets me. Jake is right on his heels. We have a short discussion about some rapper before I tell them what's for dinner.

Nate Phil and I are hanging out in the basement of what I assume is my parents house. There is a punching bag hanging from the ceiling and the other posts have wrap around them for more martial arts.

Phil and Nate are hanging out when I come in with my laptop and a fresh recording of one of our songs but this Time with drums on it. I start to play it and Phil is instantly annoyed cause he is tired of hearing that song over and over again.

I play it anyways and he says it is actually pretty cool outside of the timing issues. As he is saying this I am tending to a small hydroponic garden in a tent. The floor of the tray in the tent is covered in a milky orange substance. I start cleaning it out when the guys decide they want to go outside.

So we do and it's really late and dark out. I bring my laptop with me but through the walls I can hear the music we were blaring. It's avenged sevenfold. I go back inside a few times to turn it down.

Eventually my mom comes out for a minute after we head back in and says she will wake me up at nine. Phil is closed to passing out when he, alarmed, asks if they have to leave then as well. I tell him no and not to worry about it and to enjoy sleeping in.

Randall Cropp


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Fragment. I'm with some group of people when this creature called the Machi appears. It looks like a monster of the Seachen People out of the Wheel of Time series. It looks like a dragon but the size of a horse. Someone kills it and I remember getting very sad.

Leah and I are watching some sort of talk show with Keanu reeves on it. There are a bunch of kids that he starts to play fight with. We are watching the event from overhead and at an angle. Keanu is diving around and throws a marker at this little girl. It nails her in the forehead and she drops like a bag of rocks. I remember laughing in my dream. This happens to three kids.

Fragment. I dream I make myself admin on Militate.

I dream I'm driving up some road at night and turning on corners. I'm out in the country. There is a car right behind me. I have my laptop out and am trying to catch a WiFi signal. I finally do catch one and I pull over. The car behind me passes.

August 23, 2010,

Note to reader: James is a very old friend of mine we used to be really close now we only talk every once in a while. He seems to be one of my dream signs.

I keep a physical journal with me where I usually write my dreams but here's my first one on DV. I had 4 dreams that I could remember last night:

First Dream (Lucid I think):

I was in an empty room. I could recall it was the room in which I have done a lot of volunteer and community service. It was completely empty and it was just me there. I remember seeing some other teens that volunteered with me there, they came out of nowhere. But that's about all I remember. I was fully aware that I was dreaming for about 1 second then I woke up. It was a bit hazy. I went back to sleep and entered my 2nd dream which was non-lucid.


Second Dream (Non-lucid):

It took place in a forest, kind of like in avatar except greener with more light, the trees were normal size and there was a road through the middle that James, some girl (don't remember who), my father and I were walking through.



All of the sudden we were all ambushed by some native americans. They seemed to look like mayans except they had weapons like guns and such. They shot the girl and James and they both fell to the ground. I turned to see 2 mayans pointing a gun at my father. I yelled "NO!" and I reached out and I must have used telekenisis to grab a gun from one of the mayans. I shot one of the mayans and turned and the other had shot my father. I killed the one who shot my father, I shot him right in the chest. Then I noticed I was surrounded..and everything went black. I woke up (in the dream) next to all the people who were shot. We were all still alive. Apparently they were only tranquilizers..I felt as though I was caged, tied up or something and we couldn't move. We witnessed an entire city of these mayans, it was night time and there were tons of torches and music and a celebration going on.



I could easily spot who ran this place..a giant. It was a giant woman about 100x the size of you and me. She was a statue that could move around and on her back she had 2 sheiths that held 2 giant swords. She wore leather and had a giant refined saphire jewel centered on her chest. All the people here worshipped her. She was a bitch! We all tried to escape and they caught us and then they made us eat horrible food and they made us watch them torture some other people that they had caught earlier. Then an army of regular people came and fucked up the mayan city with tanks and soldiers and mortars etc. and we escaped. We ran down the road we came from and eventually we were far enough that it was safe. We went back into walking, which brings me to my 3rd dream.

Third Dream (Non-lucid):

We were walking down the road and eventually we came to what seemed to look like New York City. At this point it was only me, James, and a girl, I can't remember who she was. When James and I found out we had Spiderman's powers, we started showing off to impress the girl and so I made one of those web balls that Spiderman used to make and I threw it at James and he threw one back and we were fooling around for a while. We were web swinging through the city and there was a huge Godzilla. Like HUGE. It was roaring and destroying the city by crushing cars, small buildings and people with its feet and shooting power beams from its mouth. James and I dodged enough of the beams and made it safetly right behind Godzilla, inside a parking garage. There was a big emerald that the Godzilla was guarding behind its foot, James went to go get it, and I made a noise on purpose so the Godzilla would stomp on James. He did and James wasn't hurt at all. So I went to go get the emerald, and I look up and there is a huge Godzilla foot right above me (INSIDE the parking garage?) and it came down and crushed me. This is when I entered my 4th dream.

Fourth Dream (Non-lucid):

This dream doesn't make sense to me at all...we were on the roof of the parking garage and godzilla was gone and we were playing soccer and some indian kid was telling me that if he had done the soccer moves that i was doing in real life, he would have broken a bunch of limbs in a video game. Then there was a birthday party and everyone was wearing costumes and James and I didn't have any costumes, so we went to some closet and on the way there I saw this kid Tyler Ellwood, which I dont really know at all but he goes to my school, and he was wearing some stupid looking overalls. We got to the closet and james picked out the same overalls, there were a bunch of the same overalls hung up in the closet, then there was one standing out, and I took it and it was a Super Mario costume! All of the sudden Super Mario music was playing and I was head banging to it with the costume in my hand. Then it stopped and then I opened to costume to put it on and there was like rotting rice in it for some reason..so I dropped it, and turned to James and I was like what the f*** is that?? Rotting rice?? And he responded..dude..I don't know..then I woke up this morning at around 11 AM.

I havent posted in a while, this is from the 20th

Every time i dream that im in a public place, no matter where, i always dream about the same bathroom that ive never actually been to. I can remember exactly how it looks but its too hard to describe, so im just going to say it's a public bathroom. That was all i could recall from my first dream..

Second dream of the night, i was at a big dinner with family and friends at a restaurant. I was part of some sort of graduation, but it wasnt school. I knew i didnt expect to actually graduate tho, but i was still part of the ceremony and we were all wearing the graduation gowns.. I remember before the ceremony, in the dinning room, there were two toddlers running around, one of them was in a yellow onesie and the other was in red. The red one was a HUGE baby boy, he was under a year old but looked like a 2 year old. And my ex was the server for that table and every time i looked over he was playing with the baby. That all i remember specifically, but after dinner i remember waiting in the lineup to file into our seats for the ceremony.

21st,
went to a friend's party, so now i have learned that drunk sleep doesnt allow me to dream.
Had one recall in the morning, after i had gotten up and went back to sleep. It was a continuation of the night, and i walked down the hall to one of the bedrooms that i hadnt seen during the tour of the house. There was a light on under the door, so i opened it, and just saw a very empty looking bedroom, very plain, so i was like *sigh* and turned around. My cousin Kristen was in the doorway of the room across the hall. I said Hi and woke up, its odd because Kristen wasnt at the party, i always dream that shes with me.

In the news they explained how and why the world was going to end. The reporters said that a FAR AWAY star has exploded into a Supernova, and that star while cause other nearby stars to explode. (like a chain reaction). So they said it will take a good while until that chain reaction hit our sun causing the earth to end. I walked outside and saw my whole family laying down looking up at the sky and talking with each other. My whole city was dark, as if the city turned off all electricity so it would be completely dark and we will be able to see the night sky more clearly. I looked up and i could see those tiny stars get bigger one by one coming closer each second. I can hear people breaking into houses, running, screaming. I just laid down and watched the stars explode one by one. Soon enough i can feel the ground shake. A big burst of light shines the night sky. The whole earth is completely burned up and destroyed. I woke up after that.

Some decent dreams, at last!


#960:
Date: August 20th, 2010
Length: 7 minutes


I'm on (a much larger version of) my college campus, it's late afternoon, and we're in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. A good number of people are still alive, as the infection is in its early stages. I'm with one or two other people, and as night falls, we decide to hole up in a nearby building. We end up in a kind of corridor, where we board up the windows, set up makeshift beds, and go to sleep.

Day comes without a disturbance, and we step out of the building. We have decided to head to the East, because apparently there are less zombies there. As we walk, we see many groups of uninfected people, most of them headed in the same direction we are. It seems that everyone wants to get to some kind of museum, where for some reason they hope they will be safe (I think we wanted to get there, too). After walking for a while, we reach the entrance of a large building -- the museum. A large crowd of people is heading towards it, and others have already arrived at the entrance.

At this point, I'm not sure why, but I ditch the other people I was with and sprint towards the museum. However, once I get there, I realize it's closed (or at least, the people inside refuse to let anyone else in). I look around, and see many people sitting down on benches in front of the museum: they all appear shocked and seem to have lost all hope of survival. Instead of staying here, I decide to try to get out of this place as fast as possible, spying a sort of hybrid highway/city street nearby.

I head towards the highway, and the dream starts mixing "reality" more and more with the world of video games. I have no car, but manage to run fast enough to jump on top of a red car. For a while I just stay on the car, but soon enough things starting getting frantic. My recall here is a bit blurry, but I ended up jumping onto many different vehicles, trying not to get myself killed in the process. At some point, I leap onto the back of a sort of tow truck with a crane. Everything is hectic, and all the cars/trucks on the highway are going very fast. The crane swings wildly, and eventually I jump off the truck onto some weird vehicle, I guess a kind of forklift on the front of which 5 people are standing. My landing causes part of the vehicle to dip forward, making the people fall onto the highway. I feel pretty bad about this, but soon forget about it.

After a few moments, everything starts getting even more crazy and confused. It feels like the highway is now on top of skyscrapers in a city. Two Apache helicopters appear in the distance, and start firing missiles straight at me. I dodge them, and shoot down the helicopters (I think with a rocket launcher?). After a while, I think another helicopter appears, and I take it down as well. A few moments later, a monstrous creature manifests itself on the top of a large building, and I fly up to confront it, armed with... a few toothpicks. The monster is a large, sort of round blob/jelly of a mostly beige color, though parts of it occasionally change tint. Out of its inside spawn several smaller, orangeish blobs, which I kill by throwing toothpicks at them, "popping" them in the process.

I realize that whenever I pop one of the small blobs, a sort of jellied eye appears on top of the giant one, and stabbing it seems to be the only thing that harms the monster. I methodically pop a small blob then hit the eye (it disppears after being hurt, each time), until I realize I only have one toothpick left. Instead of throwing toothpicks, I now have to use my lone toothpick as a knife basically. It works out OK, and I think I end up killing the giant blob.


#961:
Date: August 21st, 2010
Length: 5 minutes

As the dream begins, I'm in the passenger seat of a car my mom is driving, and we're entering some kind of parking lot. We stop at a booth, and inside is a sort of Indian guy. We talk to him for a while, after which we drive further into the parking lot. However, a female voice ends up talking to us, and things get strange.

Apparently, we're trying to park so that we can go to some kind of amusement park (Sea World?). The voice tells us that in order to get a parking spot, we need to go through a special process that involves killing ourselves, only to be immediately "reincarnated" in a clone that has a copy of our memories (except those from our suicide). I'm pretty shocked and afraid to do this, but my mom doesn't understand why I'm reluctant, and seems to be perfectly fine with it.

We end up in some kind of hotel, where I end up in a small projection room, watching a movie with a few other people from my family. At the end, my dad explains that the moral of the movie is about suicide, and that it proves that we should all go through the suicide/reincarnation thing explained earlier. I refuse, but everyone else seems to accept (my brother, my mom and dad, and some others I think).

I end up having to witness their suicides, just standing nearby seeing all this happen. I can't really explain this part very well so bear with me, but they end up in their own kind of "simulated dream" -- they all take on different forms, some looking like kids, others just like different people, and they all have this sort of ghostlike transparency to them. They almost seem to be acting out a scene, both aware and unaware of what they're doing. They walk out to a long sort of balcony on the 3rd or 4th floor of the hotel, and all lean against a barrier, looking down at the view below. Soon, a large wind starts blowing (even though this is indoors), and it is supposed to push them all over the barrier so that they will fall and die.

Just as this is happening and everyone is starting to fall, a truck bursts through a glass window on the ground floor and crashes into a pillar, hitting some of the falling people as well. It is being driven by Leonardo Di Caprio, but for some reason at times it feels like I'm in the truck, though I'm seeing everything from above. I don't remember much after that, except that all the people who fell died, and Di Caprio managed to crawl out of the wreckage of his truck.


I also had some dream involving soccer and a red-headed girl I was attracted to.

I had super powers, and I was trying to infiltrate a base of some evil people with super powers. The place was Estate from MW2, I was escorting someone without super powers inside to do something, we entered through the side entrance at the bar, and went upstairs. Although we were caught by someone patrolling the stairs. The scene changed to a old house of mine, though I still had super powers, and I took a hard drive from someone evil and walked into the garage. My "mom" took me on a walk and gave me a number, we then parted ways and I reentered the house from the front, and then walked back into the garage. Everything was different, like I went back in time, and I saw my "mom" again, I decided to try and have sex with her (it was not my real mom, someone different lol). I then became lucid, I tried to stay calm, and thought that I did, but the dream slowly faded, I tried looking at my hands. But I soon woke up.

I fell asleep very shortly and was at a new school, although it was different. It transformed into the palace of the Greek gods. I walked around and saw a room with mirrors, they reflected a different place inside the mirrors, in one I saw dolphins. But I soon left, and fell into this weird sleep state, I all of a sudden awoke to my "mom" bringing me to the same school. I got out, and detached the door of the car since my backpack was stuck to it. I unstuck my backpack and put the door back on, and went inside. My vision changed to that of a news channel and I saw my "mom" crying about the long sleep I had. She said something along the lines of "I was doing so well with the drugs" or something, and then talked about how she got a call from the cops about me. I woke up.

This is one of my
Five-Star Dreams

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This is probably, by far, the longest dream I've ever had!

I cannot remember exactly how this dream began, although I do know that I was in a mall setting. The floor was made of large smoky tiles, the walls white. The lights were dim, as if it had just shut down for the night, and outside it was dark; I could tell this because the triangular ceiling consisted of transparent glass panels. I was standing beside Will Graham, a character from the film Red Dragon (probably because I'd watched that movie the night before), and we were facing two other people, both of which were my classmates and good friends from school. We made a square, each of us at one point. There was another man sporting a suit and a long navy tie, positioned ten or twelve feet away from us, and was presumably the announcer of this each-man-for-themselves "duel". He began to speak.

"Each of you have been given a special power to use in this fight." As he spoke, Will stepped away and backed up against the wall, holding his hands up. "I'm not going to do this," he said. "I'm nervous." The remaining three of us continued to listen. "Puffin gets invulnerability." And then he pointed to my two friends consecutively. "You have the ability to run fast, and you have the ability to control electricity. Good luck." With that, he backed away and sat cross-legged on the floor beside Will, who was still standing. For some reason, I knelt down onto the ground and waited for the other two to charge at me. After a few moments of silence, they finally did. The fight itself was really just basic hand-to-hand combat, and no one used their powers. But I did get punched in the nose and didn't get hurt.

The next instant, I found myself in my bed with a white duvet pulled almost completely over me, my eyes already open. "Must have been a dream," I said to myself, and got up. The room wasn't my actual bedroom, but it was pretty large, around fourteen by fourteen feet, with soft tan carpet and light pink walls. I walked to the door, which had a white paint job, and opened it. The door led to a room with the same carpet, but it was much smaller and had a large flatscreen television on a black wooden desk. There was an ipod nano plugged in somewhere (I could see the cord and the device), and the computer screen was on but I can't recall what was on it. There was a cylindrical white garbage bin under the desk with a bunch of stuff in it; on top was the legible wrapper for a strawberry shortcake ice cream bar.

"We have these?" I asked. Someone had obviously eaten it, so I immediately went to our horizontal white freezer, which was in the same room right next to the door. I opened it and didn't feel any cold temperatures, but instead saw a cardboard box with the same type of label among other freezer foods. There were a few bars left, so I pulled one out and opened it. The bar looked exactly like the above picture. I took a bite and didn't taste strawberry filling, but something else. It took a few moments to realize what flavor it was. "Blueberry?" I said, surprised. "Gross". I looked where I took the bite and there was blue filling, not pink or red. I turned around to face the computer again, and there was another white door right beside it. I opened it and saw that it led into the street. I was facing a four-lane street with broken yellow dividers; cars ran along them at highway speeds. I stepped out of the door and looked around; around me were large city buildings that looked like ones a banking or insurance company would own, all with large glass windows. There were small buildings too, and I noted a convenience store that had a logo like 7-Eleven but didn't pay any more attention to it. I was only a few feet from the door I just walked through, when someone stepped beside me. I turned my head and was looking at a teenage boy, around seventeen years of age, with short brown hair. He was wearing an olive green t-shirt and blue jeans. He looked at me with a serious expression and said, "you're the only one that can do this. No one else will listen to me."

...Or something like that.

At that moment, I knew what I was looking for: a large car that looked like an Porsche 918 Spyder, except it was twice the size, covered with custom armor, and was carrying an atomic bomb. It was being driven by a heavily armed, schizophrenic man.

I looked at the cars rushing by on the highway, and began to run towards them. I took a huge leap, landing on top of a car that looked like an Audi R8 and crushing the front hood. I recoiled slightly from the landing and then heard a quiet exclamation from a man inside the car. But I didn't care, his car could be replaced. The world couldn't be. The car I landed on was still moving, just slower than the other vehicles now, and I jumped again, this time into the middle of traffic, contacting the pavement. I looked behind me and saw cars about to run me over, so I faced the direction of travel and began to run alongside traffic, in between lanes so I wouldn't get run over. After a while of running with the traffic at inhumane speeds, I heard the sound of a speeding engine. Still running, I looked behind me to see a large, generic black car rushing towards me, knocking out cars in its way as if they were made of plastic. It came up to me and I crouched down, pressing up with great force as it began to run me over. It flew into the air, a good hundred feet, and contacted the side of a tall business building. I looked at my hands and was covered in dirt, and I smelled blood. It wasn't coming from me though, I knew, so I continued to walk down the street. The vehicles on the road kept their distance from me now, slowing down practically to a crawl and moving in a uniform speed.

I kept walking for the next few minutes, occasionally looking up at the sky that was filled with thick clouds. There was no sun appearing today.

The road then ended. Cars that were travelling along this road with me disappeared, and at the end of the strip was a rectangular single-story building with a dark green stucco exterior. It had a single large, square-shaped wooden door. I heard muffled thrashing inside the building, as if someone was banging on the walls with a large object, trying to get out. I gathered myself and rammed into the door, breaking it down. But as I did, something huge broke through the walls and door, and zoomed right over top of my head. It was the massive car; I could see a large hockey puck-shaped piece of metal on the top of it. I looked back at the building, which was nearly totalled from the car. Then my gaze returned to the threat. I was determined to stop it.

I couldn't see the man, neither inside or outside the car, so I'd be spared gunshots and injury; for the most part anyways. I quickly walked towards the car, and music began to play in the background of the dream. I'd never heard an actual song playing in a dream before, so this was different. It was the distorted tune of Dani California, a song I listened to the night before this dream happened. When I got in close proximity, I hurled myself at the car and punched it, creating a huge hole and causing it to fly away from me a few feet. I continued to do this, beating the metal up. Each blow I delt, the car became more and more unrecognizeable. But hello, what about the bomb?

By now, the car was the consistency of a crumpled piece of paper. I backed up a few feet and then ran at it as fast as I could, landing one final hit. The car blasted away into the side of a semi truck and there was a massive explosion, mostly smoke but there was fire as well. It wasn't from the bomb, just the impact of the car against the truck. And I knew that the bomb was now deactivated (somehow). I'd find the man behind this someday.

I remember this one so distinctly. I was on the 97th floor with my two sisters and 2 others people. We were doing Yoga. It was the empire state building next to another building just a little shorter. The room was a yoga studio with light blue walls and maple wood flooring. We had a blue cylinder candle in the middle. It had been lit for hours and was a liquid. I was standing up when we start doing a chant, and I decide to hit the lowest note I can. None the less, the building starts shaking, and we all notice the candle doing the Jurrasic Park ripples. Then the entire building (like a real earthquake- I live in LA) starts swaying back and forth. I look out the window in broad daylight and see every other building swaying back and forth, then we all hit the floor and I accept that I am going to die. I look out the window again and our building sways around and crashes directly into the other one. The last thing I remember is looking at my sisters and saying I love you, two times. The second time it slowed down to a high pitched dragon fire breathing type of sound-and I closed my eyes and felt my self ejected from the building. Then I woke up. IT was awesome.

Next time, I want to be able to control this and transition into another dream from that one, not just wake up.

I had a dream last night about this very large pterodactyl that kept circling and flying around me, my house, and the neighbor's house. It was incredible to witness. I was slightly afraid of this magnificent beast, but I followed it and was in amazement. It would circle me if I remained still, and often got far too close for comfort, so I would move, just to make it fly away, or avoid my movement. I could see every detail of this beast. I could see a relatively small clawed finger at the tip of the wing. While circling me, about six feet away, it would leave circles in the ground from time to time with its claw. I was frightened, but fascinated. I followed it down to my neighbor's house, which is only a few hundred feet away. There I stayed on the corner of the house, watching it circle the house, getting closer and closer to the house as it circled. Finally it was so close I moved again, just to frighten it back. I then thought to catch it on camera, and pulled out my cell phone. I turned on the phone's camera, pointed it at the road, and saw a shiny mallard duck flying. Then the pterodactyl circled back around and snatched the duck up and flew off. I captured the final swoop and grab on my cell phone and felt content knowing I could share this with people.


Here's what has been happening in my life:
Last night before bed I was looking up at an almost full moon. The clouds were high and moving extraordinarily fast. The clouds were moving towards the south, which is rare for where I live. I remember looking up at the moon realizing that my string of bad luck was over! It has been a rotten month for me, and I believe that with the moon hitting full, it will all start to get better after this. I have had a nemesis lately, which has been making false allegations about me, in an attempt to hurt my friend, while gaining control of a situation. The man doing all this is truly a monster. We call him the Prophet. He believes he sees demons, and God speaks with him. He shakes, speaks in tongues, and forces everyone around him to believe his whacked out version of Christianity. Either way, my life has been very stressful lately because he has even lied to the police about me.
After seeing the moon, and the dream I had last night, I know that this monster will grab onto something else, and fly away. The only uncertainty I have remaining, is my desire to see the pterodactyl, and why I was fascinated by it? Do I feel that the pterodactyl represented my nemesis? No. Do I feel that it was a messenger of things to come with that situation? Yes. I’ve always been fascinated with dinosaurs, although pterodactyls have never been my favorite. It was a truly magnificent sight. Does anyone have any ideas on what else I might be missing? I thought about the relevance of it circling my neighbor’s house. My neighbor is a single mom whom is very close to me. I often watch her children for her. She is aware of my situation with the nemesis, and has been very supportive. Maybe being there was a way to feel support or strength while watching the pterodactyl. Help! I’d appreciate your input.

ailed WILDing 4 times during a nap.

Attempt 1: Got to sleep paralysis. While doing that, I see a coffee pot tip over with dolphins flowing out. It ends with me conscious that my body is paralyzed. I hear the TV in the living room, and I can't go deeper. I can't really even remember HOW to get to the dream phase =\
Attempt 2 and 3: Don't remember much, but I fell asleep while going lucid. Fiancé woke me up.
Attempt 4: It came after long dream where I wake up in a room with an elderly H.P. Lovecraft. He wants to get a new novel published about Dagon (his first novel, to be precise), and he's weary of the process. His inner sanctum turns to me and gets me to solve it and remarked "Pray to Cthulhu you can do this." I remarked "You mean Dagon."

Next scene is me buying an antique shop, and I find a girl in deep debt. I offer to make I go away, and she assumes sex. She's my sacrifice to Cthulhu. The shop keeper demands that I let him join the group. I agree, but it's implied I will kill him.

I go to begin WILDing, get to paralysis, but I'm awoken before going further.

Much more vivid series of dreams, but I missed the transitions.

In fact, I don't even know the order, but here were the sequences:

- Car Ride

For some reason, my fiancé and I were riding a car with my parents with two of our cats. They were sleeping when my dad stopped in the middle of the road to assist a guy who looked like a cross between my neighbor and an uncle. The dream explained away the occurrence as he was on vacation. Different in this dream was my dad's disposition towards me. In the dream, he was completely cruel, but in real life I don't think he's said anything negative to me ever.

- The Love Story
This was a weird one that I don't get how I missed it. I was the third wheel in a Love Story movie versus Elvis Presley. The heroine was I want to say Sandra Bullock, and I think I was supposed to be John Travolta. I distinctly remember walking with Elvis saying "You'll be dead before she's really famous." He stopped in his tracks, and the dream shifted again.

- House
For someone reason, we owned a larger house but never went in the back portion. When I finally did, it was terrifying. I counted an additional 4 rooms + bath that we didn't use, but it seemed intolerably dark. With flashlight in hand, which in dreams is just awful, I searched the hallway, got to the room, when... nothing happened. We discussed how to lay the room out as if nothing was wrong.

- Boat Show
This was the last sequence I recall. I was talking to a friend I've known for ages at a boat building show. We talked about a lot when I see a ship being built collapse. Strangest part was when the workers walked in the waist deep water, lifted the wooden boat, set it back, and went back to what they were doing. In the background, I saw a white ship named Junetown.

One recurring theme in all the dreams was the emotional ties. In the first, disrespect towards my father, second love, third fear, and fourth jealousy of my friend not wanting to hang out with me. In every dream, when something would stick out that'd make me lucid, the dream would distract me. Our vehicle being different in the first was ignored for a quick 180 in the car. Speaking to Elvis was ignored for him realizing he was on his way to a young death. The larger house was ignored for the feeling of fear. The boat being in too shallow water was ignored with my friend speaking before I could think.

I'd say these were 1 lucidities because I had some notion that things were off, I just couldn't break the script.

[B]22.08.10[/B]

There's something about vampires.
There's definitely something about vampires. But was the vampire thing before or after the cafeteria? I don't know. Let's pretend it was before.
[COLOR="royalblue"]I'm some evil guy, fighting another guy. There has been vampires involved, but I have been trying to turn into a vampire, and I know the final steps to become one. Apperantly, I just need to drink a lot of blood now, so I try to scratch this other guy as much as I can, and I'm sort of chasing him around a black and red evil-looking pillar. A pillar which apperantly also helps me become a vampire. I don't know what happened to the other humans or vampires, whether the vampires were killed or if it was the humans, and in that case I don't know who killed them, or if they all died... But one thing is certain, this big, dark, evil-looking room only has me and the survivor human in it. Maybe we used to be friends?

I think we got out of there, there was something about a pool, and a big white house, a bit like that christmas level in Hitman Bloodmoney, except with more summer and blue pool. You know, high up in the mountains, [/COLOR](Not sure about that)[COLOR="royalblue"] white, square, modern arcitechture [/COLOR](Has to be white, right?)[COLOR="royalblue"], and guards walking around with uzi's and black suits.
Obviously, a shootout came out of this. I think I was hiding behind a small white wall right next to the pool, maybe I even emerged from the pool? Anyways, there were guards everywhere, around the pool and coming down a long staircase from an upper level of the house.
Again, I'm not sure if this was before or after...

I'm in a canteen, or a cafeteria. I think I might be on a school, but I don't think I go to this school. Maybe I'm new and I just don't recognize people. I think there are 2 or 3 people that I know who are, so I just follow them, but I don't really [I]know[/I] them, so the situation is quite awkward; We're standing in a huge queue, waiting to get some food at the counter. I feel slightly claustrophobic. I get my food and sit down at a table, I realize that there's a bunch of stuff missing on my plate. Apperantly I dropped a lot of it on the floor, under the table. Luckily, it was in some sort of packaging, so I just reached down and picked it up again. I don't remember eating anything, because I think I decided to get out of there.
I went to the end of the room, not the way we came from, a lonely, gray door at the end of the room.
I enter it, and I'm in a long, white-gray, boring looking hallway with lots of identical, boring, gray doors.
I enter one of them, and now I'm in an equally boring, tiny room with absolutely nothing in it. This didn't amuse me, so I made a door in the wall in front of me out of thin air. I entered it - another small, boring room with nothing in it. But this room already has 2 doors in front of me. I take the left one.
Now I'm in a similar room, but this one has been lived in, so it looks a lot more alive - But it still gave off that nerd-who-never-cleans-up-and-never-goes-out feel to it. An overall gray feeling still remained.
There was a man lying on a couch, watching TV, I think he was holding a can of soda or beer. He looks like he's somewhere between 25 and 35 years old, he's got short, brown hair. [/COLOR](In dream, I don't recognize him, my Dream Intuition tells me he's a gymnasium teacher at the school I was just at, and in retrospect, I think he reminded me a little of Remus Lupin, perhaps more than just in looks.)[COLOR="royalblue"]
I notice there are a bunch of drawings on the wall right next to the TV and the couch (it's a very small room), I start talking to him. I tell him that drawing like that, random doodles on his wall seemed like a thing I would do. We had a nice conversation, but I forgot pretty much all of it. Somehow, our conversation turns to lucid dreaming, and I suddenly realize that this could be a dream. With a smirk and a feeling of mild interest, I pinch my nose and close my mouth. The teacher is looking at me, looking interested and expectant.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="darkorchid"]I try to breathe, and sure enough, it's easy to. I'm amazed, confused and a little sceptical. I continue to converse with the teacher, but it's kind of a one-way communication, as I'm probably more thinking to myself. I think for a moment about what I should do. Should I head outside and fly? But then I realize that I don't know where the exits in the canteen is, I think it's a little too bothersome so I decide to stay,[/COLOR] (Laziness at it's peak.)[COLOR="darkorchid"] besides, I'm not entirely convinced that it's a dream yet. I do the nose pinch RC a few times, but now it's a little less clear; I can breathe alright, but the breathing is slightly restricted when I do it. I decide I need to perform another test, even though I'm still in the mindset that this actually is a dream. There's two doors in the room, one right beside TV which leads back, and another door on the wall opposite to the wall with the drawings. I open this door: A huge croud of people is standing in a circle, this door led back to the canteen. I look around on people's faces. I see three people talking, and I turn and see 4 people all in a big conversation, doing their own thing, completely unrelated to anything I could have made up. I notice that their clothings is so different, so colorful and various. The entire crowd is so extremely vivid that I simply decide that the dream is too vivid [/COLOR][COLOR="royalblue"]to be a dream, there was no way that I could have created all those people so vividly and alive.[/COLOR]

I'm pretty sure I just had my first lucid dream. It seemed kind of long at the time but I may only remember some bits and pieces now, gonna try to get down as much as I can. And it's weird, it feels so foggy now. Was a very intriguing experience. There was another dream before it but I want to get down as much of the lucid as I can so I'm writing it first.

I'm trying to recall what it was that triggered the reality check. I think it was that I was laying in bed or on the phone with my wife and she said something absurd (I think it had something to do with her saying she was on her way home from class at university, and I quickly realized she doesn't go to school in reality) that caused me to quickly consider that this isn't real and pull a nose-pinch reality check. I was able to breathe like my nose was just a little stuffy despite the nose-pinch. There was an obligatory, "Holy shit, I'm lucid!" moment. To keep the dream from fading from excitement and to calm down, I closed my eyes and (for whatever reason) pictured a topographical map key. Feeling it was stable, I opened my eyes, did another reality check (marveling of course at how weird it was to be breathing through a pinched nose, and then started wandering my environment. I seemed to be in what looked and felt like my old house on Broadway. I was a little unprepared for my first lucid; I hadn't thought of anything cool to do. The first thing I did was go into the bathroom. I figured since I was lucid I might as well start playing around with how well I could control it. I went to the door of the bathroom and decided I'd summon something on the floor outside and close the door to see if it appeared; I arbitrarily chose cake, and then I sort of glanced up and back down and it was there on the floor, slightly stale and with a big slice missing--I didn't even have to close the door. Happy, I went to the big picture window out front and continued experimenting by swapping between night and day by closing my eyes for a second then looking at the sky. I noted some unusual mixed success, namely whenever I wanted it to be day or night it would literally only be just starting day or night (ie at dawn or dusk). It's a little foggy if there was something occurring between now and what happened next, but the next thing I remember was that I was quickly running out of ideas for things to do, so I thought, "Well, I've always wanted to experience sex as a woman, let's give that a try." So I went back to the bathroom (it's notable that the previous time it was the bathroom from the old Broadway house, but it was now the bathroom from my previous apartment on Oak Street), stripped down, then looked in the mirror. Quick comment after the fact, the mirror worked just fine for its purpose in the dream, but before transforming I started in my normal dream avatar--which is myself as I recognize but much thinner. I was able to transform myself by pointing to the parts of my body that I wanted to transform and focusing on them. I started with breasts, then moved on to my penis. I recall being amused/annoyed that as I was shrinking my penis my foreskin wasn't shrinking with it so I had to do that separate. I started to get a little impatient so I just waved my hand around in front of my crotch and looked up at the ceiling to try to speed things up. Eventually everything looked pretty good, wasn't perfect, and I noticed that at some point I had lost all my body hair without intentionally trying to, but it was good enough for a first attempt. I was trying to decide what I wanted to do first with my new body when I noticed I sorta needed to pee so I decided to get that out of the way first, so I did. Just that was an unusual new physical sensation. There was some toilet paper sitting in the bathtub next to the toilet, so I grabbed some to clean things up a bit (since I was planning to shortly be playing around down there soon anyways); as I was cleaning up the phone rang and I answered it. The voice on the other end was some woman trying to tell me about how there were cloths in the tub that I could use for whatever but to leave them there so she could wash them later (I noticed here that it was hard to focus on what was happening now while I was on the phone trying to listen). I looked back into the tub and the toilet paper had been replaced by dark blue cloth. I shortly regretted flushing a few of them down the toilet. I checked the mirror one last time to see if things were still good and then went back out to the living room. I'm think there may have been somewhere here where I experimented with my new body, but if so unfortunately I don't remember it. Eventually there appeared in my house (as though she was familiar with the place) a thin, light-skinned black girl. Delighted to find another person to help me experiment with my new body, I asked her if she wanted to have sex with me. She seemed apprehensive; focusing on her I first removed her clothes then, noting of course that she too was female and thus would make proper copulation difficult, made her instantly grow a penis. She wasn't very amused by this, however, and she angrily stormed off to the basement. Shrugging, and once again bored, I decided to turn my attention on mentally recreating graphic-update remakes of old school video games I love in my mind for entertainment. I started with what I assume was Final Fantasy 6, though thinking on it after the fact the action doesn't match up properly with the game (though I specifically recall Terra's appearance). At some point this was interrupted with my wife calling, when she called what had been the video game scene taking up my entire stream of consciousness suddenly appeared as though I'd taken it out of full-screen mode on my monitor on my computer at my current apartment. I even had my headphones on, so I had to remove one of side of them to expose an ear for the phone like I usually do. I was annoyed at the distraction but answered the phone anyways. I don't remember the contents of the actual phone message, but I note again after the fact that it started to break my lucid concentration. The last part I remember now was going down to the basement where I found the black girl (who had now been transformed into some sort of small Pokémon-like creature) cuddling on a table with another small Pokémon-like creature. Saying, "Oh, so you'll have sex with him but not me!" and did my own storming-off-angrily upstairs and back to the living room, where I waved my hand and did some sort of mental slash across the table they were lying on and killing them both. My memory of this dream ends here, though when I woke I seemed to think that there was more non-lucid dream that came after this. I awoke just prior to starting this journal entry and did a quick reality check that passed, officially ending my first lucid dream.

Note to self: be wary about answering phones once you're lucid; it seems to help break lucid focus. In fact, I'm going to try to make an effort to start reality checks whenever answering and/or ending phone calls. I'm going to try to remember that the next thing on my agenda for practice when a dream goes lucid is controlling the environment; this time I kind of let the environment do what it wanted around me.

There was a dream sequence either prior to or leading up to where it went lucid. There was a long prelude to most of what I remember, but the bulk of what I remember was that there was this stretch of interstate that I would drive down as though I was in a GTA-ish sandbox type game and try to score points on this segment of highway. The segment of highway was kind of a long straight section with a curve off to the right. I'm thinking I may have lost more memory of this dream out of excitement for the lucid one, so maybe more will come back to me later.

This lucid dream was really close to my 3rd one. I think my LDs are starting to get more frequent now. I am so excited!

Some notes about the dream:
FOR THE 4TH TIME! This dream seemed like a normal dream, but I felt some of it, and I remember feeling the RC. Again, I didn't have COMPLETE control over my actions. This seems to always happen in my lucid dreams. Isn't it true that DILDs aren't as vivid as MILDs or WILDs?
Anyways, here it is.

I was walking down a familiar street in our downtown. I remember it like I WAS lucid from the beginning. I thought to myself, "Well, this is weird. I thought I was asleep..?" So just to make sure it was a dream, I RCed. I was dreaming! I love the way plugged nose breathing feels. Like I said, some control. The dream was a little blurry too. Since I fell back asleep after I dreamed this and I was too lazy to write in my DJ, I can't recall the second part of my lucid dream.

I'm not sure if I tried to fly or not, but I went over to what was supposedly, my friend Mike's house.
I think I teleported or something. I can't remember. I remember being in the back of his house. I tried to remember my dream goals, but I couldn't. I simply didn't know what to do, so I decided that I'd walk around. (See, it's things like this that your not prepared for!)
I saw Mike's pool. To me it looked almost like a hot tub. Well, it was as small as one. I saw Mike and some other people, but I don't really remember them.

I turned around, and I saw this gigantic swimming pool. It could have been 14 feet deep. Um.. I guess to show off; I tried to fly. I closed my eyes, jumped up, flapped my arms; and to my disappointment I was still on the ground. I guess I just didn't believe. So I closed my eyes again, really believe I could fly, jumped up, then flapped my arms. I opened my eyes and felt myself hovering.. sort of. I was about 3-4 feet in the air. And as far as I could tell, I was gliding towards the pool.

I glided towards the water and splashed in (almost like a goose, lol). I felt the water and saw all the droplets like it was in slow motion, beautiful. This moment was also embarrassing. I think I got out of the pool, but I wasn't so sure. Just to check to see if I was still lucid, I did another RC. Ahh. It felt great. I wasn't so sure on what to do next, so I started spinning. I reckoned I would start fresh from a different place. But it didn't work. I must've needed to close my eyes or something.
I can't recall what I did after this, but there was another whole half of the dream that I had forgotten.

21.08.2010

Sexual Medication (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

this one was weird, but completely awesome. i was inside a house, inside some sort of storage room. there were two other people in there with me, i don't remember who the other person was, i just remember him/her being there. the other person however, i do remember. i think she looked like the blonde woman off of a show i saw, i dont really watch it. she was the weird boss woman off of "better off ted", but prettier. i think something was wrong with her. i had to have sex with her, like she needed it as some sort of sexual medication. she was reluctant of the whole thing, she said something like "lets get this over with, just don't even look at me ok?" either she or the other person in the room said that she had to have sex every week, for what purpose im not sure. i walked out of the storage room to see if anyone was around the house, i think i didn't want to get caught. well we started to have sex, trying various positions, but they all sucked, i think it was because i couldn't "penetrate" enough. i then said "why not try the missionary?" lol, don't know why we didn't try that in the first place. we tried that and got some very good results. she was like "there we go!" lol. lets just say that after we tried that, everything got more passionate, touchy, and she didn't seem to care what i did to her. thats all i remember, it started to get choppy after trying the missionary. it was awesome though, very realistic, tactile wise .