non-lucid

My dream recall is improving, this fragment is from today.

I remember i was in my grandmothers house eating something. I was the only one there and there was a darkened hallway infront of the table i was sitting at. Halfway through my meal a female voice beckoned me from the hallway. I followed the voice into the hallway after flicking on the lights. The hallway was comprised of doors on both walls with a deadend. The voice came from the last door on the left. When I opened the door there was a girl around my age sitting on a bed. She had on a black dress and had long flowing black hair. I'm not sure what happened after this part but I get the feeling I had some sort of affair with her. There was also a small T.V. in the room.

I was at school. I remember seeing IR.

There was something else, trying to remember the rest... will edit later.

Edit: remember another fragment. I was looking at this weird monster thing that someone was holding. It was like a crab or turtle with four slimy tentacle legs protruding from it. Truly nasty, I thought.

non-dream / dream / lucid

Eu estava no meu quarto, com meu irmão e com Isadora, assistindo "Todo mundo odeia o Chris" (Everybody hates Chris). Quando o programa acabou (e estava passando os créditos), começou a tocar uma música do filme "A Origem" (Inception). Na hora me toquei que era um sonho, tentei fazer o RC de trancar o nariz para confirmar. Isadora também estava tentando fazer esse RC. Mas, estranhamente, eu não conseguia tampar o nariz completamente (sempre ficava com uma narina aberta). Enquanto eu tentava confirmar a lucidez, o sonho acabou.

I don't really recall how it started expect the fact that me and my two friends(One male with browny skin and One short girl) escaped from the city that got takeovered by some evil force and witches.
Then it switched to us riding a train and resting in trade stateroom. My male friend was sleeping while my female friend lyed on my shoulder. I blushed and then she smiled at me and kissed. I gasped and then she told my that it fell just like the kiss in some movie().
Then we arrived at the village, we spend one or two hours searching for the house we...I suppose...bough and then we decided to ask some grandfather where to find house with this number. I was able to convice him that we are the good guys but then witches appeared...and my mother and grandmother joined their ranks. I told my friends to run and then wasted their time. All of a suden grandfather jumped on his shovel and started to fly like a witch forward.

I rushed at him, grabbed his arm and we escaped the witches. (It was so much fun to fly this way)
Then we arrived at house with number x36(Or 37). I realised it's not the house we bough but didn't really gave much though. Some guy in that house told me and my friends to make sandwiches, so we did.
Then we appeared in our house that had number x38(Or 39) instead of x40. It was nice and clean and we laughed and danced that finally we can live alone and away from tyrany. Then all of a sudden water started to soak and soak from some kettle. I tried to stop it but was unable to. After that I remember we started to eat red and black caviar outside the house, we got a tablecloth dirty. I said we wash it and my male friend agreed...but female friend started to cry and run away with it. Then she became my mom and started to cry how this house sucks and we must return back to the city. I blinked and then realised something is wrong, yelling "Where are my friends?!"
Then I woke up.

Merry Christmas / Happy Holidays to all. Dreams do not stop for holidays, however, so here's my recall from last night:

#974:
Date: December 23rd, 2010
Length: 6 minutes

This dream was quite interesting, unfortunately it was pretty long and complex and much of it has faded from memory. Essentially, I think I was on some kind of alien planet, or maybe it was just Earth, but something was deeply wrong. It seemed that some very serious (ie, humanity-threatening) event was going on, though I'm not quite clear what. I think someone (aliens?) had launched a massive operation, perhaps as a kind of experiment. I vaguely remember running from monsters in the early part of the dream. Not only that, however, I felt like no one could be trusted anymore. Most humans around me had been changed in some way, behaving like zombies in the service of whoever was behind this.

I met up with somebody who was still normal, and we tried to get out of this area, a large place which had some resemblances to my college campus. My familiarity with the campus helped me figure out where we were going. At some point, I think the dream surroundings sort of morph, and I feel like I'm part outside in a city and part in a movie theater. I realize I really, really need to take a leak, even though it may be dangerous to wander off to find a bathroom. I split up from the person with me, and we agree to meet up somewhere. I then follow a Restroom sign into some kind of alley.

I turn left at the end of the alley, almost bumping into a bunch of people who seem somewhat suspicious of me. I take a look around, and see a sort of large lot that is filled with a crowd of people (zombies?), I think listening to some kind of concert. Everyone looks sort of rugged and angry, like a mob. Within the crowd, I see someone I used to know in high school, and he notices me. He invites me over, but I quickly walk away, up some kind of hill.

I now find myself in a pretty open area, kind of like a long valley. After more walking, I reach some kind of building. In front and inside of it are people who all look normal. However, just before I enter the building, I start hearing screaming, and realize that some more freakish creatures have been released. People are panicked and confused, unsure exactly what is happening. More and more, I realize that whoever is behind all this is basically toying with humans and experimenting on them. Despite the panic and the danger, I quickly step into the building, go up one floor, and find a bathroom. I quickly take a leak and walk out, figuring that there is nothing I can do to help at this point.

I eventually reach the point where my companion was to meet me. I don't quite recall if he (or was it she?) was there.


There are some other dream fragments -- I'm not positive if they are part of this dream or not, though they did "feel" quite similar. I guess it doesn't really matter, here they are:

- I was in an old trailer. Outside the world seemed devastated, post-nuclear style. Looking around, I saw some strange writing scrawled on the wall to my left. There were a few words written in one style, and then the word BLOOD written in much larger letters in a blank spot between two of the words. A few moments later, a woman entered the trailer. She was apparently my wife.

- I was in some kind of room in a house or mansion, trying to figure out some sort of mystery (a murder?). Everything felt very eerie and tense as I tried to look for clues, though I don't really remember any details.


Could I get a nice, long lucid dream for Christmas, pretty please?

I started off looking at what was apparently my music theory exam results. I found it sort of odd that they were here this early. What was even more weird was that I had the actual booklet in my hand, rather than on the computer. It was marked as if it were a school test.

I was looking through it and saw that I seemed to had done rather poorly. I was upset by this; the test certainly wasn't hard. I flipped through to the back and saw the correction to the exam mistake. It made absolutely no sense. I also saw that I hadn't put the accidentals on some scales. I shut the book and didn't bother looking at the rest; I didn't need to be any more disappointed.

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I was at school. At first I was going to get some D2 discs since I wanted to play it again. I decided I should install MXL. For some reason I had discs for MXL, and I grabbed them off a shelf.

Then I was in the hallway. DI was there. I had some sort of blue lollipop candy thing with a nail filer on the end. I walked around with someone and filed my nails. DI asked if i had any more of the candies, but I said I didn't.

I walked into my art class. The place was different; it was an ugly off white with barely any windows or furniture. AM and some others were there. I said something along the lines of "why did I even bother coming in?" very loudly. Apparently it was during the Christmas break, but I was in school anyways. I ended up walking out of the class, thinking about how I should just leave, but I would probably go to school anyways.

I ended up going to my geography class. Mr. C. was there. We were playing some game where he would read something, and we would have to figure out what happened. He first read "Ahoy - " and some other words that rhymed followed. I said that it was a pirate or sailor. Then I was suddenly swept along by a current, and trying to swim in a giant river. The current pushed me against a waterfall, and I was left stuck there. Apparently this is what happened to that sailor.

He then read something else. For some reason I had to be blindfolded. I started crawling through water; I was supposed to find something, I guess. Eventually I crawled onto land. When the blindfold was taken off, I was at the opposite end of some field. The weather was gloomy and grey, the field murky and marshy with some giant puddles near that waterfall. Beside the waterfall there was some sort of little ravine filled with water. I figured the water I crawled through must have had been the puddles.

As I walked along, I encountered a few dun horses. I wanted to approach them and pet them, but they seemed sort of aggressive. I made a kissing sound to beckon the closest one, and it looked and started to come over. It seemed gentle enough, but I was still reluctant. Then the other one ran up to it and attacked it, and they started fighting. I was slightly scared at this point, and decided to just avoid the situation all together.

I walked back to that waterfall. There was this random guy there. He seemed my age. He was slightly taller than me, slender and nicely built. He had black curly hair and dark eyes. He seemed to be a lover of some sort, and so I clung to him like no tomorrow.

We walked, hugging each other, to the other side of the field, and looked out at the ravine filled with water. There was a sign there that said that the water was poisonous before sun-down. I closed my eyes and kissed him, and then he approached the water. The sun was going down, but wasn't completely down yet. He jumped in anyways. I was worried that it was too early, but I decided that he must know what he was doing. I jumped in after him, and the dream ended.

These dreams happened so long ago that I forgot when so il just put them all here.

Water World

I was in a massive glass container which seemed to go on forever. The only land there was a tiny patch of sand in the corner of the glass box. Standing from this looking out there was an endless expanse of water. The water was all different shades of blue-green which didnt meld together, but rather swirled around each other like oil on water. There was no visible source of light but the world was illuminated from some unseen point. Birds which reseambled seagulls flew the skies and there shadows played over the colorful water . I decided to dive into the water at some point. The water was like water, but yet it wasnt like water. It was warm like from the sun, but the warmth went all the way through instead of just the top part. It was also smooth and slippery and amazingly easy to swim through. I found i could also breath underwater to my great delight. The water did not burn or sting my eyes like usual and I could see as far underwater as I could above. It was an experience like no other. being able to swim effortlessly through water the purest I have ever seen. From here the dream tapers off, but im sure there were creatures in the ocean with me.

Collecting Coconuts With Mario

This dream probably won't seem important or substantial but its the only one I have remembered throughout the years without a trigger. In this dream I took on the form of mario, or rather, I controlled him. The dream was also 2-D. I was in a river with coconut trees overhanging it. These trees periodicly dropped coconuts into the river which I swam around and collected. This is the only thing that went on but its memorable to me. It was also in pixel graphics straight from the actual game.



If i think of anymore fragments il add them. Also the waterworld one was amazingly vivid when I had it and included all 5 senses. something my other dreams don't.

Careful with that Crossbow...

I was giving a presentation on Medieval and Revolutionary weaponry and me and my partner were dressed up in English Army garb from around the era of Captain Jack Sparrow. We were showing off a giant cross bow and we were going to use it. I got a rock for my partner to shoot at and he kept pointing the giant crossbow (it was like a very large wheel barrow with a crossbow on it...) at me in a joking fashion. I was laughing and dodging his aim at the same time. My laugh was a mix between "Ha this is great fun joking with you!" and "Crap this guy is crazy and I'm nervous".

Black Farmer (FRAG)

I was a farmer and no one would give me supplies because I'm black.

I am lost in a coniferous forest somewhere in snowy northern Canada. I have been lost for a long time, wandering in the endless frozen forest, and the cold is starting to effect my body in seriously adverse ways. My left hand, from the wrist, has turned completely black from frostbite and my legs have been numb for hours, thoughI still force myself to stumble through the snow because for I have a false believe that if I keep moving that things will get better or I will be found or something.

Another night comes and the moon is the biggest and the fullest I have ever seen before. It is so bright in fact that I can find my way through the forst as if it were day time. I cannot see what it is but I hear foot falls in the snow behind me and know that I am being followed by a wild animal. Many days and nights pass and my body is sucumbing more to the cold. The animal that has been following me is still around but I have no yet seen what it is, though I suspect that it is waiting for me to die. One day I collapse in the snow exhausted finally reigned to my inevitable fate and wait for the wild animal to come and eat me.

I lift my tired head and see a light grey wolf slowing making its way to me. The wolf is very think and weak looking and I can see the outline of its ribs and the creature seems to be starving terribly, though it is not threatening me and seems more curious than anything. I figure I am going to die anyway so I pull a pocket knife out and cut off my frostbitten hand and toss it towards the wolf then immediately pass out. I wake up at night and find myself alone. I don't know where the wolf went and cannot see if it ate my hand because it is too dark. I find the strength to stand up and begin wandering again, more out of boredom than anything because I don't think I am going to be saved and I am essentially just passing the time until I do. I am so cold and so tired that I no longer actually feel the cold that much anymore, let alone think about it.

Something happens one day though the dream becomes fuzzy and I cannot remember exactly what. I think a bear or a group of evil hunter men came upon me and attack me but I am saved my the light grey wolf that had been following me before. The wolf chases away my attacks and then has to drag me away from there, by the collar of my coat, through the forest because my body is so tired and damaged by the cold that I can no longer walk. I don't know how long the wolf dragged me but it felt like a long time. I pass in and out of consciousness for days and in one moment of clarity I talk to the wolf and believe it can understand me (partly loneliness, partly delerium) and tell him that when I die that he has my permission to eat my body because I know that it is still starving. I pass out again right after.

I wake up in a hospital bed. I know I am still in the north because I can see a snowstorm raging outside of my hospital window. It is night and everything is quiet and I am trying to wrap my mind around how I survived in the frozen north for so long. I also wonder about the starving wolf and feel bad that I did not die so that he would have something to eat. I lay awake for a long time because my mind is ruminating about so many things and the thoughts of my experience begin to overwhelm me when a nurse with sort curly hair in pink scrubs comes in and says that the doctor will be in shortly. After some time passes an elderly Native American aboriginal chief dressed in a leather vest and a coyboy hat comes in and tells me that I am lucky to be alive and he asks me about the details of my ordeal.

I tell him everything I remember happening including being saved by the starving wolf and the doctor tells me that I am mistaken. He says that I was found by the side of the road in one peice and that they had to amputate my hand because of the frostbite damage after I was brought to the hospital. I argue with the doctor and tell him that I am so sure that it all really happened. The doctor tells me that I was suffering from delerium from the cold and that I probably hallucinated the whole thing. I feel kind of at a loss because I am not sure how to feel but the doctor tells me that I probably did meet a wolf in the frozen north and that it guided me out of the forest because in Native American aboriginal legend, the wolf is a protector and a guide for lost soles.

After the docotr leaves I stare out of the window for a long time, trying to come to terms with what I though was real and what I was told really happen. Through the blowing snow outside I can see something move and when it comes close to the window I can see that it is the starving wolf that saved me, though it no longer looks like it is starving. The wolf looks at me for a moment than runs off into the snowstorm and the dream ends there.

- I remember being at the beach with Mary because I had just come down to Florida. We were sitting on a towel just hanging out and talking, when this woman and her kid (with this little-kid-drawn solid pink cloud for hair) walked toward us and started blabbering about something and then saying how they were going to leave and head home. This got Mary into the state of min that she was done with the beach for today; but I told her that I wasn't done with the beach yet, because I hadn't been there in forever and I would really like to stay. (for some reason the woman stayed too they walked off and sat down again before it got to this conversation lol) Then Mary began ranting on about how whenever she wants to stay longer at the beach I want to go home and whenever I want to stay longer she wants to go home.

- I was talking to these two kids for the first time ( I had just met them.) but somehow this was the second time meeting them for the first time (except they seemed different then from the first time meeting them) I had memory of meeting one of their moms and coming to their house to have dinner, but I know at the same time this was the first time ever meeting these two. I even remember the taste of the doughy lasagna his mother had made for dinner the first time I was over. I was talking to them (meeting them), ten I remember them getting in their truck and the one who was driving made a comment about how he would so fuck his truck, to which I replied "Maybe if it was a 350, yeah", and then started getting inside the truck. While I was just about sitting on his lap, I looked at him and made a comment about how I could actually fuck it though, and when he asked how so, I kissed his cheek while sliding over the front seat (the only way you could get into the back seat) letting my body roll over his and replied "Its called a stick shift". Then we were at his house at an oval white table that seemed to be big and small at the same time. There was this guy sitting at the table with really long, shiny, curly, black hair. I never saw his face but he made me remember and thing "Where's Greg? He was here last time.." and I remember the 'previous' 'first time' I had been there Greg was supposedly always over their house. Then I remember their mother starting to serve some more doughy food, and then the dream started to fade away, and I can remember nothing more.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

2:30 GMT

Killer
With my BF on some guesthouse. There’s a murderer on the loose and we decide to go together all the time everywhere, including the toilet, outside the room. But I don’t keep the promise and in the morning I go alone to look for breakfast. I meet the owner and I get the feeling he is the killer, although he doesn’t fit the profile. I then go outside to the gardens, which are very Victorian. There are some people around, having breakfast outside or just chatting, but they all keep together, for safety. I for some reason, possibly to tease and attract the killer, get away, behind the garden tallest hedges, beyond the safety zone, all alone. Maybe the killer felt it was a trap, because I was safe and I reached the city with no harm done. I then met my mom and followed her to the subway entrance to go somewhere.

4:00 GMT

Spain
At a kitchen or storeroom. My BF is present but looking distant. I ask what’s disturbing him and he says he might have go to Spain.

5:00 GMT

Julian Assange’s ninja spy team
I’m walking on some city into some street with a huge wall on my side. It goes down, to an arched underpass, when a earthquake hits. The road opens fissures and I fear the walls might fall, so I try to get away from there and reach an open space. I find a beautiful spot on the riverside, free from buildings. It looks like the Tames in London at the time of an amazing sunset. I am looking for a camera to take pictures when I realize I’m dreaming. I become lucid and realize there’s no point in taking pictures. I decide to just enjoy the amazing scenario. I then see a castle just behind me. There are some stairs going up a tower and I see tourists coming down, but when I go up I find that the stairs are blocked half way, not allowing the tourists to go further. I decide to fly and try to enter through some window or door on an upper level. I manage to get inside and I find that this palace is used and inhabited, not just a museum. But from then on I am chased by some ruthless people who try to kill me at all cost. Inside the castle, I have difficulties in finding any exit, so I go through offices, rooms, staircases, you name it and although I try to keep hidden, they keep finding me. On some last room where I was hiding and some royalty people are discussing important matters I would have enjoyed to listen, some back door opens and from behind some curtains some deadly arrows fly into my direction. I escape but I’m more or less trapped in this room and worried that they might get me, but then I’m saved by Julian Assange’s ninja spy team which was camouflaged on the ceiling, on a balcony, under tables. They also shoot some arrows to my attackers and help me escape.

Delivery and more instructions
Then I’m at some apartment again with my BF, but I hear some fight on the staircase and I just have the time to leave without even checking who was it. I take a train and arrive at some remote village. My instructions are to leave something at a locker in the station and then go to the number 800 on the same street of the station. I first go in the wrong direction and enter the village centre but then some guy on a booth tells me there’s no 800 in that street. I find it weird, because there are no houses in the other direction, just a road through the wilderness. But I go. And then I find an area by the side of the road that is cleared and there is a pole with a plaque with the number 800. I look around and I don’t get what I’m supposed to do there. I then find some creased paper on the ground and pick it up. Don’t open it, just go back to train station.

7:00 GMT

Black panther
On the road with my parents through the mountains near my hometown. We arrive at some other town where some festival is taking places. Streets are absolutely crowded. We split up and I find my friend Lic inside some building. We decide to go outside but on the exit there is a black panther looking at me. I feel she is not going to hurt me but at the same time she looks a bit menacing, so I decide to act cautiously. I am scared but decide to pass by it. She never takes her eyes of me but lets me go. Then on the streets in the middle of the crowd,me and Lic find Zilla, Vera and Patty. What a surprise to have the whole gang reunited. Vera doesn’t seem happy though. She doesn’t even look me in the face.

8:30 GMT

Hurricane and the Moon Bus

I was on a bus, probably going home from school. We lived on a beautiful tropical island that was highly populated. All of the buses were double-decker, but the top floor consisted of a bunch of portals that linked up to other buses. For example, there were about 50-80 miniature portals that were labeled as such and when you went through one you would be teleported to the corresponding bus number. It was pretty cool.

When I was on one of the buses, the bus driver called me to the front and gave me some sort of shovel. He said that he admired one of the properties that was on the beach and told me to stick a shovel in the sand real quick so that he could find it again later.

I ran off of the bus and did as I was told. I buried the white shovel thing into the sand and then looked to the horizon on the beach. Yeah, this was a really nice view. I looked to the right a bit and noticed a funnel cloud forming in the sky! On the deep horizon I saw dark clouds gathering and huge tidal waves forming. This didn't look good, so I decided to inform the others.

I ran back to the city, which wasn't too far away from where I already was (the island was incredibly small and was densely populated). As I ran back to the school yard I saw a blue bus. On it was written:

NOMAD'S MOON BUS

I giggled. I know - I should have done a reality check. But that didn't even cross my mind. I just thought it was pretty funny that he would be here.

After that little incident, I continued running back to the school house.

I told them about what was happening, and they verified my encounter by telling me that it was on the news that a hurricane was coming. We had no chance of evacuating and the school house was too old to be truly prepared for any disastrous weather.

We were lined up against the more sturdy walls. The ceiling was old and decrepit and looked like it would collapse under any weight from the giant tidal wave.

I found Joe upstairs. We started talking about how good/bad the chances were that we would survive this. They seemed pretty low. We were on a tiny island with no real storm shelter, there was a tornado, a hurricane, AND a tidal wave coming at us. Plus the tidal wave was probably large enough to engulf the entire island. Yeah, we were pretty sure that we wouldn't survive this.

Lost At Sea

My dad and I were on a sail boat and we were lost somewhere in the middle of the Atlantic ocean. We had been lost here for about a month, and in the dream it really felt as if that was the case.

I was trying to pick up radio signals. After days of searching, I finally managed to find the correct frequency. The station was for endangered sailors needing rescue. I sent out a signal and the station came back with a recorded message saying that they were on their way. I wasn't sure if they were actually coming, so I tried finding another signal.

Between the 2nd and the 3rd dial I heard someone talking with a tan voice. I tuned in on them. They didn't seem to be interested in sending out a search party to look for our boat but rather to keep us company.

The last dream of this segment I became lucid! This was my first lucid dream - ever! While it only lasted for a short time (due to, well, being new to it and not being able to stabilize), I can't tell you how excited I am at this improvement! Also, the dream that I had during was really, really vivid. Interesting.

12/24/2010 - Dream Fragment - Jail

I found myself competing in a drinking competition with Jim while in jail. There were lots of colorful drinks.

12/24/2010 - Superheroes

I had an intricate dream where I was on the beach. I think I was a superhero, but I definitely had the ability to control tornadoes. I do remember that we were on the coast. I had to help defend the town from three tornadoes that were ultimately creating monsoons for the town. As the town wizards rallied, a large lady (black, curly black hair) spoke to me and told me that if the waves causes a swell of greater than 8 meters, the levies would break and the city would be destroyed.

I became highly interested in this and we prepared at the coastline. All three tornadoes came from next to one another, causing huge tidal waves. The wizards attempted to quell the waves as we protected the coastal city, but it became quickly apparent that the wizards would not be able to successfully combat the three tornadoes when they were all in the same place. The waves were already reaching upwards of 8 meters (said the woman), and it was almost at critical mass. I watched the waves come crashing into the village as she said this. I decided that I had to take a gambit to save this town.

I used my powers to move one of the tornadoes. I was only able to apparently move one, because I was too weak after moving the first one. I changed it from all three tornadoes being right next to one another, northeast off the coastline, to one of them closer and northwest of the town. This gambit paid off, as it allowed the wizards valuable time to quell that tornado and then take care of the others. We were able to wrangle the tornadoes and take control of nature. We also protected the town.

(Diagram of the coast and tornado movement is here in my physical journal)

I returned to the beach, where I found my grandpa and the large lady talking with one another. My grandpa said that he was very proud of my success. He asked us for some hot chocolate (which I recall him asking for before, but I don't recall him before this part of the dream. He might of been talking with the large lady when I was solving shit). She asked why my grandfather was asking for hot chocolate so often, to which I said that my grandma always used to make it for him. I made some appear and gave it to him. He smiled large and my grandma's voice in my head said thank you. I told the fat lady I heard my grandma and I started crying. The scene fades.

12/24/2010 - Bar

I think this was supposed to be related to the first dream. I was in a bar that was colored very light brown and with a lot of beige. I was sitting at the counter of the bar. I recall there being dream characters about, but I don't recall seeing any. I do recall that Jimmy was in my dream again, but that I never saw or talked with him. I was watching a news report on the television while drinking a beer. I remember that Britney Spear's "Toxic" was playing on the jukebox, but I don't recall seeing the jukebox either. I was also irritated and a bit confused by it being on in here. I reached for the menu and opened it to look at it and I started to feel a bit odd. I read over the menu once, but then stared at it. The letters changed before my eyes. "I must be dreaming," I thought to myself.

There was an audible snap and everything became incredibly vivid as I became lucid. I was actually overtaken by emotion and excitement! This was my first lucid dream - ever! When I got excited, I remembered that if I didn't calm down I would wake up, but instead of calming down first I started attempting stabilization techniques. I looked at my hands in order to deeply observe them, but they seemed like they were cut off (I was missing half of each hand, diagonally, from my wrist bone to my index finger knuckle). It started to worry me. I stop doing this and got up quickly and I touched the table, tripping over a chair in scurrying over to one of the back bar counters. I grabbed one of the clear salt shakers that had a yellow lid and many, many holes (industrial) and began to feel it with both of my hands. While doing this, I accidentally closed my eyes and the scene faded to black.

I snapped my eyes open and I was in my room. I immediately tried a reality check, but it wasn't a false awakening. Success, ladies and gentlemen! After two years of on and off trying, I finally had a successful lucid dream - a DILD! Now the next step: Do it again, remain calm, and stabilize properly. I'm so pleased with myself I can hardly stand it.

Again, only a dream fragment, but it's something.

12/23/2010 - Dream Fragment - Sports

I found myself in the Recreation Center at school, going through all the possible sports we could play (I'm not sure who else was with me in the dream, but definitely someone). I remember mentioning Frisbee, but to participate in the league we'd need 12 people. I woke up.

I was at a home depot hardware store and saw a huge rack of vodka bottles. For whatever reason I decided to buy a bottle and actually paid for it with a credit card and even used my own ID to clear it. (Where I live i have to be 21 to buy, and I'm only 20). I don't remember what happened to the bottle, but I didn't drink any of it.
Later on, assuming in the Home Depot parking lot, I was in the cockpit of an A-10. I pitched the nose into the air and gunned the engines. I rose into the air slowly (crashing through a few tree limbs in the process) but ended up about 500 meters above the parking lot. I turned the craft to face the area where I had bought the booze earlier, pitched the nose down and strafed it. I saw the muzzle flash and felt the aircraft buck under me as the 30mm red tracers tore through the air. A loud "BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT" sound filled the air and I watched the entire area below me disintegrate in a hail of fire and shrapnel. Memory fades at this point.
Later on in another dream I was about to run a marathon or something. My dad was there and I was actually dressed in a US Marine BDU. I don't remember why but a few other people were too. Reminded me of an airsoft pregame.
And in the last dream I remember I was playing Left 4 Dead with a female friend and on of her friends. It was like the game, except much more real because I wasn't controlling from a keyboard/mouse but I was actually in the game. The other guy in the room was a complete moron. Running off by himself and spraying bullets all over the place. I was trying my best to protect my friend and get out of the situation alive. There was a point where I was on point with a shotgun, dropping these mutated pigs that dropped from the attic of the room we were in. I don't remember much beyond this. I'm pretty sure this is roughly when I woke up.