non-lucid

So I've decided to do a 30-day challenge of using the SSILD technique. I have experimented with the technique before with somewhat mixed success. So this time I'm going to use nothing but SSILD for the next 30 days and record how many LD's and FA's I get. So here we go:

Day 2

I went to bed at about 12:15, although I didn't finally go to sleep until almost 1. I woke up at 5:30, but instead of going to the bathroom, I just sat up in my bed since I was lazy... I then performed the cycles for about 15 minutes before I tried to go to sleep.

I was working at my job at the grocery store (I work there almost every day, so why not dream about it almost every day?). Some other employees and I were on kind of an espionage mission trying to catch this shoplifter who somehow managed to walk out with multiple 12-packs of Coke without paying. I was to keep an eye on the door and on the suspect's car. Everything was going smoothly, but suddenly the suspect's car started to pull out of the parking lot. I ran at a full sprint out the door as I yelled into my walkie-talkie, "Emergency situation. Suspect is fleeing the scene." I ran as fast as I could and tried to cut him off before he reached the street. I lunged for the car, but I missed and fell on the pavement. I then woke up.

A little more disappointing night of dreams, especially after the success I had last night, but I'm sure all techniques have their ups and downs.

Day 2: LD - 0, FA - 0
Total: LD - 2, FA - 0

I was in a group of people touring a place where there were many old, decrepit bodies, like, skin-on-bone bodies, kind of like mummies. Some of them had regular proportions, but some of them had an extremely long torso or had a really big head, etc. There were sheets covering most of them and it was expected that you pull off the sheet of each one, like, whoever made the place a tourist attraction made the tourists do that so it'd be more of a surprise, or something. Something was mentioned about The Doctor from Doctor Who, and I think one of the corpses was him, maybe. My friend made someone on the trip who I didn't know too well and I pose in front of the corpse with the big head while she took our picture. The person who I didn't know very well put his hand on the body, putting his fingers in the mouth and gripping the upper jaw/face. I was too creeped out by it to get as near to it as he was, let alone touch it.

I am in a supermarket with two girls (a blonde and a brunette) and two guys I don't know and we seem to buy stuff for a party.
I am behind a counter, where the cashier were supposed to be and I am taking his merchandise, but I am leaving the money on the floor for him to take later. He later appears and he seems dissapointed because I didn't steal from him.
Me and the other two girls are negotiating something with two merchants (I don't remember what they were selling but they both were my age). One of the merchants sais to me out loud "Do you want me to help you hook-up with your blonde friend?" to which I reply screaming "WHAT? What did you f*cking say? How dare you? HOW?" and he gets really scared. Then I say "Relax, I'm joking, but no, thanks". After this little scene, the blonde friend comes up to me and asks for my number. After some struggle I remember my number and give it to the blonde. (the strange part here is that I didn't remember my number immediately; in real life I can say my phone number without thinking at all... weird brain)
Suddenly we all have professional video cameras and we're doing a story on something.
I receive a nice shirt to try on and when I look on the mirror, I can't see anything out of the ordinary.

Dream 2:
I seem to be in a train, but I don't see myself in the train so I think I was the train.
Over to my left I see floods, houses and then a big city.
Then I enter a cave/train tunnel which collapses. There is smoke ahead and I find an entrance to some sort of room.
(now that I think of it, it kind of looked like I was playing an RPG game)
After some exploring in that room, I see a zombie and throw something at it, hitting it in the head. I don't know what it did afterwards because I left that room and woke up.

Dream recall from today's nap.

I am in another room of my home, i am sitting in chair and there's table in the middle, dad randomly walking around, and doing something, i suddenly become aware that i am dreaming but i can't move, dad comes and makes motion like he's talking but there are no words, then he disappears, i am able to move and remember my goals, but shortly dream fades out.

I was a smart young man at a university in this dream, and I was in love with a young woman who clearly was not as smart, but liked to steal the show, but I loved her, and let her. So we were doing this very important presentation in class, which I think was "Mary Had a Little Lamb", and the presentation was supposed to be mine, but I let my girlfriend be a part of it, and she insisted on being the lamb, and that was the starring role so she pretty much took over. In mid presentation, the professor took her out of class, and told her she could no longer participate, but I got mad at the professor and insisted that was not fair and participate she must because we were a team.

After all that, I suggested to my love that she and I move away to raise sheep. Apparently a cousin of mine had won a lottery, and she bought this farm, and we could go there as long as we would take the elderly cousin with us.

The cousin was not that elderly after all, maybe on the early side of retirement age, and she proved very useful as a chaperone, because along with us there also came two unmarried young women. All day long young men who lived in the area would drive up in their cars to take a look at, wave at or chat up the two maidens. The young men strangely would not even get out of their cars. The chaperone would then be with the two unmarried young women.

So I was at my aunt's house chillin', apparently I had two grown up tigers and a 3 cubs, a tiger, a fox and a wolf.
My grown up tigers started playing around the house, and eventually, they got at the neighbour's roof, I opened a garage that led to
my neighbour's house.

When I opened up the garage doors, in the distance, a car was coming towards my direction, it was a real smooth car,
like something from a pimp or something like that, the driver was Hannya, it represents a demon from japanese mytologhy I think,
you know the mask with the creepy smile and horns.

Well he just stared to directly to my eyes, I just closed the garage doors and thought to myself, "I think I just saw satan".

After that I woke up, without knowing what happened to my Tigers and my cubs .

Nothing really impressive, seems like a normal dream to me, what's interesting though it's the first dream I remember so clearly after a while,
it's been months since I got active on my dream researches and insterest on lucid dreaming.

(This is a portion of a vivid dream that I had. It was some sort of play or movie that I was viewing at the time. This excerpt was spoken over a series of random images, sometimes correlating to what was being said. I may have a a bit of this copied down wrong, but I still remember this almost perfectly.)

Excerpt from Scalpman

As I examined the scalp of an older man
I felt his dying breath pass my hand.
The tangibleness of his essence confounded my inner thoughts as I now strolled through the snssispsing fields. It looked as if it would be a good yield this spring. My head had told me that if I was to accept this offering, I was to find a suitable orifice in which to store the now stale and rusty lock box. This box existed only between scalpman and myself, so I was sure that it was of some moderate value. One might intend on unlocking such treasures, but I was of a keener mindset as I discovered, in that singular moment, that I was alive.

Gripping the soul of a man who was either deceased or erased from my reality, I hurried along to the well, somewhere near the center of the fields. I threw one last glance behind my shoulder, towards the ruins that I had become quite familiar with. A mother that I never believed I knew. That place knew me. We shared a connection of an increasingly uncertain nature. This was her will. I was merely a vessel. I had never felt more free in my life. As my body was no longer mine, my mind was more willing to comply to my demands. I had control as I reached the well, dripping with a sweet nectar that my pores had so thoughtfully provided. I was doing something very important, she said, as I was flung into the well, package in hand. My last thoughts were of doubt and regret, which were swiftly and rightfully extinguished.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was playing some video game and there i was near some facility underground and was discussing that game with someone.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was playing some RTS and then was in some foggy place.

Level of Lucidity: 3
Level of Clarity: 6
Level of Realism: 4
(levels based 0-10, 0-5 being low - good 5-10 being great - extreme)

The transition from being in the warehouse to being here was rather smooth thanks to a lucky and proper DEILD. I opened my eyes and looked around. There were all sorts of restaurants and businesses connected in a sort of "Little Italy" sort of feel. Narrow streets and small buildings. I walked into what seemed to be a large mexican restaurant, sort of cabana type place. There were no tables or chairs. I walked outside through the back into what seemed to be a normal American parking lot. My grandpa was standing there. I lost all lucidity by this point and had fallen into "Dream Viewing" mode. I asked my grandpa something, and he kinda smirked. We both got inside of a blue Toyota Highlander, and I started driving. He told me to pull into another parking lot so I did. He told me "go crazy." I asked him what he meant and he told me to start driving however I wanted. I noticed that the Highlander had changed to a white Toyota Camry, both of which are cars my grandparents own, so I didn't think too much of it. I floored it. The Camry started picking up speed as I approached a corner. I turned the wheel hard right, freeing the grip of the rear tires, then yanked the wheel to the left, to counteract the cars rotation. A successful drift. My grandpa smiled and said "Again."

We did this for a bit until I noticed a small road that seemed to lead to a forest from the parking lot. I sped down it, but it suddenly was no longer drive-able, it turned into a small, narrow walking trail. I was forced to back out a ways, and then decided just to leave the Camry there and try to go find the highlander. I told my grandpa to stay in the car, and lock the doors. I looked back to what was the parking lot, and it was now the interior of that cabana. I saw the highlander parked over in the far left corner and started walking to it. I looked down for a second to make sure I didn't trip, and when I looked up, the highlander had turned into one of those little cars that babies sit on and scoot around on.



I continued walking to it, and then sat on it and inserted the Highlanders key into it and cranked it up. It sounded and drove just like a normal car, but it was hard to sit on because it was so little. I picked it up and faced it towards the Camry parked near the entrance to the woods, and ran and jumped onto the little cars seat, flooring it. The car took off as fast as the Camry would, and the back end of the little car began to scrape onto the ground, but I let off the acceleration a bit and leaned forward and the car had all four wheels on the ground again.

By the time I got to where the Camry was, the Highlander had appeared right in front of it (towards the cabana not the woods). My grandpa was in the passenger seat of the Highlander and nobody was in the Camry. I thought "Strange..." Then just as I was about to get in the driver seat of the Highlander, my grandpa was instantly in the driver seat. He seemed to have functionality of his legs, which in real life he does not, and began to drive the car slowly in reverse. I walked with the car, holding the door open with my left arm just in case he got his foot stuck and couldn't move it or something. After walking with him driving for a bit he told me to get the Camry and pull it around into the Cabana. So I did. After I got over there, he told me we were going to have a little race, and to get the cars lined up. I said okay and started walking over to the Camry... but again it was moved over by the entrance to the woods. I walked over and met a nice woman who was a bit large around the waist along the way to my car and told her what was going on. She smiled and looked seductively at me and said she'd like to race too. I said alright and told her to pull her car around. She said “Alright!”

Once I got to the Camry and hopped in I decided I’d just race with my little toddler car, and drove over to the cabana with it. Once I got on the car the environment changed again and when I turned it around there was a small narrow bridge/walkway with a big block on top of it blocking most of the walkway that was moving from one end of the walkway to the other. I almost ran into the block but managed to go around it, and then found myself in the cabana once again. I had a look around and my grandpa was in his car at the front of the line and behind him there was a line of about 5 other people in their own car, as if there was about to be a full on race. I pulled up in my little toddler car and noticed that lady from before was standing next to a lowered truck that resembled a Nitto Offroad Racing Truck, and had wheels that extended beyond the body for enhanced handling.



She began telling me about all the customizations she’s made to her truck and how it’s the best car in the fleet of racers. I asked if I could drive it and she seemed hesitant at first, but then I told her that it’s ok, I’m a professional drift car racer, and she agreed.

Just as I got into the truck I awoke.

I'm on a perilous and winding mountain road. The road eventually gets to a point where it's straight up, at a 90 degree angle. I make it over the top of the incline and end up in a town.

A large group of people are hanging around outside their houses, celebrating new years. I notice that four guys seem out of place. I also notice signs of some sort of mysterious substance that is being handed out and passed around. I witness people eating the powder. Nothing noticeable happens to anyone.

I travel to the house of stairs. Stairs everywhere. Probably an infinite amount of stairs. There are drawers and cabinets everywhere. Every single stair has hidden compartments. Suddenly, Blake and Joe are with me. We find a white, cocaine like powder. I assume this is the substance that the people of the town were ingesting. We find drinks in another hidden compartment, and we mix in the powder. Of course, we had to drink it. Pass out.

Wake up to find everyone gone and an enormous craft outside of town. It's so badly wrecked that I can't really tell what kind of machine it is, but it seems to have come from the air. I enter it, and a child is panting and writhing with rolled back eyes. I turn around and see an old friend. I ask him where everyone is. He tells me they're not here anymore, some sort of transformation, or ascension. I ask about the child, and I'm told something unintelligible. I exit the craft alone, and make my way to a glass skyscraper in the middle of the town. I make it all the way to the top floor. I walk over to the window, and stare out over the town. No sign of life, and the wrecked aircraft has layered the town in a thick fog. I'm then pushed from behind. I smash right through the window, towards the ground. As I'm falling, I manage to spin my body around to look up. I see a small figure also falling. I can't make out its face, but I can see that it's smiling. I spin my body back to face the rapidly approaching ground, but I realize I'm not falling anymore, and I'm back at the house of stairs. Blake and Joe are, again, with me.

There is a mother and a child sitting on some stairs, blissfully unaware of us. The child is playing with a streamer while the mother watches with endearing eyes. There is an extremely old woman at the top of some stairs, fiddling around in a drawer. I start moving towards one of the infinite number of staircases, but the old woman turns to me and asks, "Have you had a taste?" I just smiled smugly, for reasons unknown. "Enough!", she said, "You'll have a taste now." She had an empty, terrifying look in her eyes. Joe and Blake were frozen in shock, eyes and mouths wide open, staring around, at me, at her. I took what was forced on to me, which happened to be that damned white powder again. My vision flashed, mind went numb. I saw the old woman's features take on an extremely slender and jagged quality. She slowly morphed, becoming taller and skinnier. Her eyes were black, face blurry, as was everyone else's. She drew me closer to her, and then shoved my now tangible consciousness into my brain. Like, literally, into my exposed brain. Having anything shoved into your brain probably hurts.

Oh boy.

Friday 6/21/13

Last night bed 12:20 - 5:15am WBTB 5:15 - 6:22 Took GM 4mg+choline 300mg at 6:22 Had to get up from bed and go back at 7:10.

Got up at 10:11, after LDs and a very long and detailed regular dream.

I thought it will be a bust. I had to get up twice and got back to bed just 10 min before GM should have been on peak of it's action.

I started having the bright screen and some HH on bright background. I remember some writing that was sideways, as if you looked at book while laying down on your side. (That's how I was, on my right side on my sofa.) I was thinking too bad, because I'm nowhere near to asleep.

In fact I was still wide awake, or perhaps just aware, but felt like awake, when I got an idea to urge a LD. I remembered this post by serclif from yesterday, how he felt sliding off the bed. Well, I love my sensations, so I thought why not trying that. I gently pushed my left shoulder and it took over. Slowly falling over the edge of the sofa and pulling rest of me with it. It was similar feeling to rollin out, but perhaps little more controlled, since I didn't roll over, just drifted to the ground in super slow motion.

I did stabilize in few LDs, remember touching the wall and saying, "yup, feels the same as my wall, because it is my wall".

WILD and DEILDs

1. Remember being on my moms balcony from my bedroom, trying to get over the cables she has there for drying clothes. I felt the cables and the tension in them.

2. Same balcony, trying to prop myself over the cables.

In all of the remaining LDs I'm naked from waste up. Rest of me is wearing blue jeans. I must say I look good. Young and tanned.

3. After exit, I was kinda surprised and took me a second to get on my knees and get up. I went to the window and got out. There is nobody outside my apartment. It looks a little different.

4. After exit, I already knew what's going on. Jumped up and started singing some show tune, that I'm not even sure I know. Out the window again. Outside of the building, different than my apartment. I hear doors closing in the underground hallway. I walk in, place is lit by soft yellow light. I see one lady just closing the door from inside and she is not interested in my nakedness.

5. On the ground again, no surprise, I know the dril. Jump up, happy as can be, strike a pose and belt out a showtune. I get out of the building and find myself on a wide sidewalk next to the street with low traffic. It's winter and ground is covered in snow. I walk down the sidewalk and see one guy. I try to get him interested in my nakedness, but he makes a wide berth around me. I stalk him for a while, then give up.

6. I end up on the ground. Can't see, but I know I'm next to my sofa. Try to get out through the wall. I end up on the same wide sidewalk. It's still winter, but there are only few signs of snow on the ground. I hear a sound saying "this is a better place, there is lots of Stanford students here". And it's right. Student's are walking alone and in groups. They talk amongs themselves, having fun. I try to attract their attention and they see me.

7. I end up on the ground. Can't see again, so I figure if I just keep rolling, I will roll myself out of the builing. I roll for a while, I should have been out already, but I'm not.

8. I keep rolling again, this time for a shorter distance. Can't see.

9. I can't see, try to pry my eyes open with my hands.

I feel the ride is over. Not ready for that yet, decide to go to sleep and see if I can get a DILD.

Gawd, I just remembered I did the thumb/palm RC at least 2-3 times and it was awful. It's been progressively worse everytime I do it, because it bacame painfull and i feel as if it was tearing through my flesh. I gotta stop practicing this RC.

Reg, DR -
I'm riding in a car with someone, sittin on the back seat on driver side. We are in Paris and i'm looking at the map of the city. We went there to do something. I'm telling them that we should at least go and see the Eifel tower, since we are already in Paris. They agree and we start driving. I'm looking at all the great buildings and I realize I don't have my camera, since we only went for a short trip, not anticipating a sightseeing tour. Suddenly the driver doesn't wanna drive. I look out the windshield and traffic is heavy in this modern city. I offer to drive.

I end up with a friend of mine walking down the street full of street food vendors. So much beautiful looking food. Someone offers us a sample of pecan cake. Holly shit, it's so good. Pecans are crunchy and it tastes heavenly. We have to take some of it home.

We decide to eat. I want to try some small, flat fish, that's grilled to perfection. They have a ton of it in every booth. Then there are other see creatures and salads and soups and sweets. I take a plate, because that's what my friend does and go to the vendor to pile on some food for me. But then my friend puts the plate down. She speaks french so I ask her to help me. She is already sitting with a plate full of some grey looking stew and she says she won't help me. I guess she is pissedd because she picked crappy food.

So I go to the guy and tell him all the words i know in French. I say "bonjur monsieur, como ce va" and "pettit" plate. I would like a big plate, but all I can say is petit. He picks a big plate anyway and I ask for the grilled fish, but he is giving me some boiled fish, that's thicker than the grilled one. I'm telling him no, but he gives me that anyway. And I wanna know what the other food is, because he is admiring some fish eyes in a jar, and I for sure don't wanna that.

Then there is a guy, who jumps over the 12 foot fence and climbes on a double decker tour bus with open top. Everybody cheers for him.

I was put in the role of a cat and someone else was the mouse, but there was more than one mouse. A black mouse and brown mouse. They were messing with my piano and i hit one with a pen while the other mouse was in the key. The dream went to the end of the "episode" and i went into the closet and there was a pink curtain. I ran through it and saw a giant black mouse. I ran out and ran back in. The mouse was brown, I ran out again and felt myself morph into a dog. I started screaming like a girl at the highest pitch and ran in a black square door. I then went into shock and the dream ended

At my cousins house, I was in the basement looking for a big Lego set that i could build. I only found one that had a green wing and a red wing, so I decided not to build it. I sat there and then went upstairs, "We are going to the grocery store" She said. I wanted to go with my mom. The dream suddenly changed to a long long sidewalk. I was racing my cousin and my sister down the sidewalk. My cousin was all the way behind us, but my sister had a random unicycle that she used. I had super speed and ran just as fast to be neck an neck with my sister. When we turned the dream changed back, I was in the car my dream thought my mom had. it was blue and very small with roller coaster seats, One of my cousins came with us and refused to put on his seat belt. We went in a circle and i found myself holding a bag of peaches, I grabbed 1 and it was bitten so i grabbed another and it was slashed, the third one was perfect. The dream ended.

I was in a dark neighborhood and down the street was complete darkness. Knowing that if i went down the street it could turn into a nightmare, I went into the house to the right and there was a child version of a robloxian inside the house. When I looked out the window I saw way more of the creatures going into the house and walking around. The child then pointed to the mirror, I saw myself as one of the children then it went into third person. I went outside and heard the children screaming and running in the house. It was like a giant tag game, but if your tagged you die and get respawned in a house. I started running to the left and saw a big box that had light emitting walls. I ran in, but it got me and i found myself back in the house. The child spoke to me "Press K to run". Not even thinking about it being a dream, I saw a random k key come up and I started running even faster into a dark tunnel in the box. I then woke up

So.. I'm still setting my alarm clock for 3:30 am and 5:45 am. I slept through 3:30 and when the 5:45 went off it woke me from this dream. I wrote it down and when I tried to WILD I couldn't fall asleep so I just got up for the day. I don't know what to do because I want to record my dreams right after I wake, no matter the time, but I don't want to not be able to fall back asleep.

I was at a Culvers/gas station with Niki. I stood in line and got up to the counter ready to order two slices of cheescake for $8.59(something). The guy at the counter told Niki to go get milk from the stock room, so she left to do that. Apparently I looked sad because the guy at the counter asked me what's wrong. Niki had gotten the milk and was staring at us. "Why aren't you putting the milk away?" he asked her. She got to work, even though she didn't work there. I got my debit card out to pay and was trying to hand the card over but the guy got distracted. More people came in and went to the checkout counter that had about 5 crew members. The store was very highly rated because of the customer service. One guy came in and the only person open was the guy who was supposed to be checking me out. He tried to approach him but the counter guy said "sorry, I'm busy." He went away. I was waiting in line again. Finally the guy got back to me and asked me what the price of the cheesecake was. I said I didn't know, around 8-something. "7.33" he said. Odd. Before I could pay he got out two beaten up very old looking books. They were supposedly from 2007 but I looked at the bottom and printed in black was "1987" but someone had crossed off that date and written "1997." They guy took the books and sat down by Niki and I at a table. "What's wrong Laura?" he asked me, in a friendly, caring voice. "Nothing," I said. He went on to look up something in the book and found it. He said something like, "these books are so useless and old they should be burned." Niki laughed. I had my head down resting on a yellow folder on the table. I didn't mean to look sad but the more he tried comforting me the sadder I felt. He stopped what he was doing and I thought he was getting up to leave but, to my surprise, he hugged me. It was really nice of him.