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Night of 10/27/10
I was in my room picking out clothes and I decided to wear a Little Miss Trouble shirt and I was with my mother later on looking for a skirt that would match. My dream started to turn and flip and then fade.

Night of 10/28/10
It started out with me surrounded by my family and friends. They were telling me to put together a fairy outfit. So I chose one that was black and had diamonds that shine like beacons. Later I found out that I had become a fairy princess so I went to a new villlage I had heard off. Then I woke up inside my dream. I was laying in bed with my friend Katie and her brother was listening to music in her room and watching the tv. We begged him to turn it down, which he eventually did. Then we fell asleep again. This time I was still in the same village as a fairy princess but I was surrounded by evil monster like creatures with masks. They grabbed my arms and took me to an area full of cages. They picked a cage close to the entrance and the guard and through my in there. I tried to bed the guard to let me out, but to no avail. I ended up just looking at the other prisoners until my family came to rescue me.

Night of 10/29/10
I was in the living room with my mother and I decided to use her iPad(We hate Apple..) and I turned it on and unlocked it, knowing her password. I looked through her apps, decided I didnt like them so I went to get an ebooks app. I typed it in and a bunch of comments came up. The question that sparked the comments was. If Im playing as character DuskMoonFlower and a giant hammer pops up on the screen what does that mean?" A few of the comments that followed we as such. Go back to ToonTown! and... If you really want that hammer to go away..Jerk it... and.... You have to get back princess LiTtLeMiZzEmOsUnShInE... Weird...Thats my user name on a game... o.o.....

Finally after a two day dry spell I think. Sorry I was to busy to come on and post so I combined what I remembered into one post haha. Love.

Only three dreams from the past week, one yesterday and two today.

Yesterday
This boy in my grade was getting married but everyone was still 15. His wedding was at school. We were sitting in chairs facing him in the courtyard at our school. He was trying to make a speech but he couldn't smile so he told me to sit in the front row and make funny faces. Much like in real life, he was trying to hold back laughter and that made him turn bright red. Then the speech was over and I was walking to math class (because it was a normal school day). They were soaking lady fingers in coffee to make tiramisu in big trays that covered the floor the entire distance to my math class. Everyone was stepping in the trays and messing them up because there was nothing we could do. I got to class. My classroom is usually white wooden paneling with green carpet and ugly grey desks. In the dream it was dark wood paneling, we were sitting on couches around a fire, and the room was half the size. It was a different teacher too, he had shoulder length hair and was wearing all purple.

Today
For background info, there is a music festival called Coachella that is near palm springs and most of the people at my school go every year. I have never been able to go.
We were standing outside of Coachella but it was somewhere near my house (which is in los angeles). Somehow we just walked in and no one cared we didn't have tickets. We hung out for a while.

I was finishing a writing assignment and I finally had it perfect. I don't remember what it's about but I remember that I made a footnote citing Harry Potter. I made sure I formatted everything to my english teacher's specifications and printed it out. I was walking to the bus (we were going to some kind of field trip) and I got stopped by a bunch of people in my grade who were going over their papers. I realized that for some reason I forgot the date. I walked around asking everyone the date and no one seemed to know. I was trying to figure it out when a bunch of people walked up and said it was November first. I started freaking out because I'm doing NaNoWriMo and it would be terrible to forget about a day. Then I was freaking out because we don't have school on Monday, November 1st due to a teacher in service day. I guess somehow I knew my real schedule and problems in a dream where that obviously wasn't the case.

Here is how this happened.
I had two alarms set up to attempt a WBTB WILD this morning, one at 4:30AM, and the other at 6:00AM. I woke up at 4:30 and fell back asleep, same with the 6:00 alarm. I woke up again around 7:00, went back to bed, woke up around 8:00, fell back asleep, and had this LD. I think I have strong REM rebounds from 7:00-9:00AM. So failing a WILD isn't always a bad thing.

Low Lucid awareness/vividness
Higher Lucid vividness/awareness
Normal dream

This whole thing starts off with my friend Rich and I. We were in a large field at this Marine Corps base where Marines and other soldiers were training. I was sort of in the mindset that we were dreaming, because I remember having dialogue with Rich about how we would go mess around and steal weapons in the dream. So I'll say this is lucid. So we crossed this field and were inside the base, we ran into this courtyard past Marines running in formation and everything. We run along a walkway and see all these plastic, fake looking M4's and other rifles lying around that looked like the blank firing training rifles they use. Then we found this large plastic bin full of old tactical vests, and after digging through I found a cool tan vest that had an inflated top part for water operations I guess? As we're digging through everything, this drill sergeant comes up to us and asks who we are. I mumble something as we still look through everything, and he says something like "Oh, keep doing inventory." He must of thought we were personnel checking equipment. Then he looked at my friend Rich and asked, "How old are you guys?". He then realized we broke in and got pissed off. I remember him saying something like, grab your stuff, and meet in the stalls, like he wanted to give us swirlies in the toilet..? He grabbed a clipboard and asked Rich what his name was, Rich hesitated and then gave him a fake name. He wrote the name down and told Rich to get out of here and have a nice weekend. (I had this dream on Saturday morning too, hehe) I realized Rich gave him a fake name because this sergeant was trying to enlist us in the Marines. Rich then hopped over the wall back into the field and darted away. He then asked me what my name was, and I said Brett Harris. (Can't believe I can remember that!) Suddenly another drill sergeant came in and mumbled something to him. I remember this other guy wearing a lot of colorful wrist bands you get at concerts and stuff. The sergeant went back to me and asked what we were doing here. "Well, we're dreaming right now and none of this even matters, there are no consequences!" Or maybe I said something along those lines... I then started to run out of there, with the sergeant chasing me. I jumped over the wall, flipping, and flipped the sergeant off as I landed. I saw Rich 50 feet in front of me still walking. I ran over to him, screaming at him to wait up. I caught up to him, grabbed his hand and we both started flying. (Lucid vividness went up a lot here) The Marine base below us turned into a school of some sort filled with all my fellow High School classmates. They were all cheering, waving, and yelling at us. I kept flying with Rich, circling the school. It was such an awesome feeling. I remember seeing small hills surrounding the area, and there was a lot of dead grass covering the field. I remember passing friends in the school as I flew low, they were all cheering me on for the fact that I was lucid, and was flying. I then flew over a hill, and told Rich I was gonna let him fly on his own, I let go of his hand and he took off too. I was then on my own. I wanted to be able to fly better, so I told myself and believed I could fly faster and without falling, and it worked. I then looked at my hands and yelled, clarity, as I rubbed them together. It's an amazing feeling. The dream started to fade, and I remember spinning and rubbing my hands, trying to get the dream going again. It then faded to black.

False Awakening...
Next thing I remember, I'm sitting shotgun in my red 1994 F-150 with my friend Forrest. For some reason, I thought Forrest was the one who I just had that awesome LD with, not Rich. I was trying to type on this weird keyboard in the car, thinking about how I have to post this on Facebook and let everyone know that I had this LD. I thought everyone would have dreamt they saw me flying in their dreams too. I asked Forrest if he had the same dream I had, and then we looked at our hands. We both had the same markings on our hand, (it looked like indentations from where a tight rubber band would have been) and I realized that we had a shared dream. I was thinking about how awesome it was to share dreams. Anyways, we were both in my driveway, and my dad was there waving at us as we backed out. Forrest put in the clutch, went into first, gassed it and released the clutch and we were off.

Then I wake up instantly. And now here I am.

I started off travelling along some land. I was shapeshifting between a human and wolf. It sort of occurred to me that I seemed to be inside of WoW. It kind of confused me though because I could never remember being able to shapeshift into a wolf in WoW.

At first I was running along some grass plane, but then I eventually came across some large molten lava river, which seemed to resemble the one in Cataclysm. It was in a large pit of sorts, with some curving walkway that led up to each side. I didn't notice it at first so I jumped down and over the river.

When I got to the other side and up the slope, I sat there as a human. Some other people from my school came and started talking or something. I also remember something about a sleepover with KA, but I can't remember.

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I was in a video again. I had been in this world before. It was some sort of RPG game, but everyone gets a horse to ride. There also aren't many dungeons. The setting is outdoors, at daytime; it seems like a quaint and peaceful little town.

I had a white pony. I think AN and some other random people were with me too. I jumped up on the pony and rode around for a bit, and then proceeded to a dungeon. There was two wooden shacks (i think they were bathrooms) and they each had a blue portal in the doorway. I went through one.

I ended up with AN and the other random people in some room or something. I can't remember much of what passed, but eventually I figured out that one of the girls with us was a shaman. I think I was some sort or archer.

Eventually I ended up back in the starting area. I whistled for my horse and it came running over. I mounted and started riding around. Someone from our party was complaining about how we didn't know how to play and disperse the classes and roles properly.

I ended up just riding around on the horse. I pushed it to a fast canter and rode around for a while along a stony path before the dream ended.

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I was at the bus stop that was near my house. The bus came, but then I realized that it would be the wrong bus to go on if I was going somewhere, and since I was going home I didn't even need a bus at all. I walked away pretending I hadn't met to stand at the bus stop, and trying to hide my embarrassment.

I walked to my house, and my mom had come with a new table she had bought. It came in a huge package. She was going to bring it through the doorway, but I told her to bring it through our balcony window instead. I waited till she got over the fence to open it so that the cats wouldn't get out. Then I looked over and saw one of them, so I decided I should just lock them in the other area of the apartment. I quickly did so and returned to open the balcony window and help carry the table in. At the same time some random thought, or maybe comment, turned up about glass noodle salad. THe dream ended there.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning. Had a few beers last night, and didn't expect to have more than a few dreams, but alas! I did have more than a few. Feeeeeeew!

9.30: Running around randomly
I'm with my friend Felix and he's together with a girl from our class in highschool. Monica is there aswell and we're all running around the town, playing some kind of tag. Next thing I know, we're in a car driving along a country road. I take the wheel and I can't control the damn thing. I crash into a white fence and the owners of the house comes out screaming. "Yeah yeah, I'll fix it" I tell them.

9.30: Fishing
I'm with my two brothers and we're fishing. We only got one rod so we have to take turns. I put on a worm and it's really wriggling, always slipping off the hook. It doesn't take more than a second for my brother to get his first fish. It's ugly, grey and slimy. I grab the rod and I see something in the water. It's a hurt abborre. I get really excited and try to catch it.

9.30: Plumbing job
I'm trying to install a drain for a vampire. It's supposed to be in sand on some kind of plateau. I work on it for a few minutes for myself and when I'm done, the vampire lord comes up to me. My foot hits something and I look back. A blue and black head with pointy fangs is in the sand, trying to bite me. I move away and I ask the vampire what the hell that thing is. "Oh well... He tried to set me on fire a few hundred years ago..." he tells me while looking very sad. It starts raining down ash and small firespecks like he's projecting the memory onto reality.

12.00: Pokémon
I'm watching my friend G review the latest Pokémon game. He's got some imba pokémon worm thingy, made out of crystals. He's fighting another guy. They tell me some numbers and I don't really listen. A movie plays before my eyes and there's a narrator. "This game contains over 40 hidden mist villages, and alot of other things to explore. It will be the last game int he Pokémon series" I can see Supermario 2 on the screen and he's jumping blocks and doing some complicated shit.

12.00: Ass kicked in store
I'm in a store with Monica. I grab a bag of candy and a milky way bar. I walk to the register and I see my sister's ex. He seems happy and is buying some snus. His two friends are also standing by the register but make room for me, allowing me to go ahead of them. "Oh thanks" I tell them and I start unloading my things. I put up a milk and suddenly the two friends are standing very close. They put a "Next customer" sign just behind my milk. "Oh sorry, you guys go ahead" I tell them and I'm just about to move. They slam me down on the floor with a legsweep and starts kicking me. I groan and grunt as each kick hits my body. It doesn't really hurt. They walk away and I stand up, and shrug.

12.00: Fragment
*A young black guy is talking about his brother and how he achieved superpowers. He's explaining it all in an extremely homosexual way, and does that hand gesture: "Talk to the hand!"

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Food before bed: Beer and 2 x Omega-3

That's it! I felt like I was going to have a lucid, and I think I was close to attaining lucidity, but I never got there. Tonight I will just chill out and try to think as much about lucid dreaming as I can. We'll see!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream fragment
I was on a beach with some kids and we saw this really bright shining sparkley crab.

Second dream
Where the world trade center, twin towers in New York where the 9/11 happened, there was this masssiiivveee church, just as big standing all new in its place. The church slopped a bit. Me and some random dream friend ran up these stairs all the way to the top. We didn't take the lift. In the stair well, it was dim lit with plants growing on each floor and it was really earthy and nice. When we got to the top, it was cold and there was a fog below the platform we stood on, so we couldn't see down to the street below. There were priests and other religious people, giving us bunches of lollies sayin', 'throw them down to the streets below! For all the people!', because there were heaps of people on the street below all crowded around the church, it being new and all. So we threw them down into this fog we couldn't see past. I threw one out too far and it landed in these random icecream fridges on the same level as us... I kept throwing them down. I think there were pineapple/banana lumps..... These really tasty looking chocolates I saw at the Deli yesterday but didn't buy. I hear bells, ran down the stairs, talked to someone really breifly than ran back up and continued with my lolly dropping......mmm

Awake and forming logic
I figured, that because at the top, because there were walls and random 'floating' ice cream fridges and a fog, we were infact just being bribed into throwing lollies onto the floor of this level in the church, the very top level. It was like the priests little candy/lolly/icecream room. Its so strange. They have a little hangout where they can chill and eat ice cream and banana ( ) lumps. argh! I want a room like that!

I had a dream I kissed her (H_____) - she was right there next to me while I was sleeping but I hadn't had a chance to - I woke up and went back to my room around 4 am, she didn't notice me leave until the next morning

I was at home, and we were having some sort of party. Randomly Miley Cyrus shows up (though she didn't look like herself; she was blonde I think with blue eyes, and was wearing some blue plaid shirt and jeans). I sort of want to release my hate on her but I decide I should try to be nice for now at least. We ate pizza, and then she went to leave. She went to some van outside and was about to drive away. I called out to her and asked her what instrument she thought I played. Before she could say anything, the dream had faded.

I think I actually had 9 dreams or more. Late in the night, I was having really short cycles, about 15-30 minutes each. After a few, I realized I should try to DEILD chain them and then succeeded in having 2 lucids. But I didn't write anything down so my recall of the lucids to spotty and some of the non-lucids in between are lost.

Also, one of my best nights on Zeo. Scored 92. 8h 54m total sleep with 3h 37m in REM.

The Pink Dress
0914: C. Cycle 3 dream. It's Halloween or close to it. I'm in the Daisetta house. I'm arguing with my sister about something. I walk outside and lay on some couch cushions at the street curb. One of the neighbors is a an attractive young woman. An ex-girlfriend? She's dressed in a hot pink party dress with black trim and sunglasses. I thought of Marilyn Monroe. I guess it's a Halloween costume. She's walking around me, as if trying to arouse me or make me jealous. She has a younger sister of about 10 years who is also in a dress and is mimicking her older sister. The little girl is stumbling around in high heels and it's kinda funny. At one point, the little girls says "I just ate my burning bush." The older girl and I both laugh.

WBTB, 10 minutes

Family, TV Show
1025: D. Jumpy. Not sure of the order here. Sharing a room with my sister. I am folding laundry. She has written on a dry-erase board: "DO PIANO." She says something to my mother about Tai Chi. Watching the Jay Leno show. In the audience are a bunch of women from the army. They play 20 questions with the male actor guest. I recognized him but can't think of his name. In the dream, they call him "Clausen."

Sleazy Game Show Director
1111: C. No dreambody for me. Just watching like a movie. Two twin teenage girls wandering in the middle of nowhere. They hear voices coming from an abandoned warehouse. Inside, they find what looks like the filming set of a television game show. But all the people are just cardboard cutouts. There's only one real man who is "directing" this strange show. He's really sleazy. The girls approach him and he tries to convince them to appear on camera.

fragment
1130: D. This is where the really short dreams started. Man has a book of jokes. He's reading them aloud and laughing. In the floor are grooves on in the grooves are marbles. So you can place a chair on the marbles and slide it around.

Mocking Note-Taking
1145: C. I'm in my own bedroom with friends H, B, and D. H is explaining something. My television screen has been unplugged and moved on to my desk. I have a pen and am pretending to take notes on what H is saying on the palm of my hand. I'm trying to make B and D laugh. The conversation gets sidetracked by my prank and H is interrupted.

First Lucid, Angry
Method DILD (prospective memory)
Lucidity C
Control D
Vividness C
I am in the bedroom of the Daisetta house. H is also here with a bunch of other DCs who I suppose are his friends. I don't know them but we are all hanging out and it's cool. I am wearing pajamas and at some point I rip my pants. The DCs all tease me and I get really embarrassed and angry. I storm off to the kitchen and sit in a chair to stew in my anger. Occasionally, the DCs would pass by on their way to the fridge and would tease me more. As I'm thinking, I remember my intention to become lucid and become lucid. I nose-plug RC. Then I grab one of the mean DCs, lift him up, and throw him out the front door. I do this with a couple other of the DCs. Now everyone is upset at me. I walk outside. It's dark of night. The street is lit with the red and blue flashing lights of police cars. Dream fades.

there were some short non-lucids in between here, but I can't recall any details

Second Lucid, Task Attempts
Method DEILD
Lucidity C
Control C
Vividness C
From a non-lucid, I DEILD into this one. I was trying to re-enter the scene from the earlier lucid. The scene ended up being similar but not the same. I'm on a dark street in a residential neighborhood. Across the street is a gas station. I try to remember my goal for today. I was actually summon a bunch of my friends and have a party. But in this dream, all I remembered was to try summoning. So I try summoning S from work with the turn-around technique. I try and fail several times. Then I think to call her. I don't have my phone. I walk to the convenience store in the gas station, hoping to buy a prepaid cell phone. There are two attendants inside. They are arguing over something. I'm reminded of a scene from the movie Encino Man (wow that was a long time ago). I get impatient and just steal one of their personal cell phones. I don't actually know S's phone number so I just dial a bunch of random numbers. It rings and goes to her voice mail. Her outgoing message is weird. Half way through it, I start to will the message to be more personal. At the end she says "I love you." Not very satisfying.

I decide to do something else. Many of my recent lucids have been kinda weak and unfocused like this. I walk through the neighborhood and find a group of DCs sitting in what looks like a line of roller coaster cars. But they are just on the ground on the sidewalk. I talk to one pair of women. I think they are in their 30s. One has long black hair and is wearing a blue blouse. I don't remember what we talked about. Here, lucidity fades and I don't recall any more of the dream.

a few more short non-lucids that I don't recall anything detail about

Date:10-27-10
Time: 2:30 pm.

This isn't a dream post in the regular sense, this is more of food for thought. Different (not new) ideas about dreaming. I mention God, and soul, but there isn't a specific religion, and this isn't me preaching. I don't mean to offend anyone, or take anyone's enjoyment out of Lucid dreaming, if you don't agree, that is perfectly fine, but this post is more for the thinkers on the sight. Also I don't take on sides of Astral Projecting/OBEing/Lucid dreaming. Instead I think of them more of experiences than any kind of category. I will post a link to a new thread, so please do not comment here. Comment on the actual post. Thanks, and enjoy!

What if lucid dreaming was more than dreaming while being conscious What if it was a gateway to another world? Think about it, all of the dream characters some of them you have never seen before, what if they were actual beings? Sure some of them are just DCs representing you, but what if there were others that weren't? Today I took an hour long nap, a successful wild! After several failed attempts at realizing FAs, I finally started to think, I ended getting out of my bed at my place of work. From there the rest were LDs. This isn't going to be a post about my specific LDs (coming shortly), they are about my ideas that I ended up with during the dream.

I want to make a few notes about what I have discovered in the dream world today. First DCs are representations of yourself. What ever your thinking, that DC will be saying. I noticed several times when I was thinking or talking to myself, a nearby DC was repeating it, at first I didn't think anything of it, since it always happened, but now I paid attention to what I was thinking, and who was talking. The exact same thing. Now this idea goes further with, whatever your doing (just not controlling the dream world, instead just letting it happen) will be done to you. I noticed a DC eating something, but for some odd reason my mouth felt like it was full of food and I couldn't do anything. I didn't put two and two together until today as I have had that happen several times. Other properties about yourself can be manipulated by a DC along with the DC can manipulate yourself. You almost trick yourself out when in a dreamworld. Once I understood this, then I could control anything I wanted. I could fly at will (no arm flailing), summon tornadoes, breathe underwater, run super fast, read minds (my own haha), shoot energy blasts, and tons of others when the other night all I could do was explore. Flying was the best one I got the hang of it, no more butterflies, just the excitement to be able to fly! I used to walk my dog at night, and looked up into the sky and said I wish cool nights like this were in my dreams, and that I could fly! Today it happened! More to what I accomplished in the actual dream journal entry!

Have you ever heard a radio in your dreams? For me I never noticed until now, but there were always some kind of background noise somewhere. Once I started listening to it I found the source. It sounded like rapid clips of commercials, shows, and songs put together, and having it play super fast. Kind of sounds like channel surfing. You have the white noise, and occasionally you'll come across a channel that works and hear it for a second until you switch it. Now imagine there are hidden messages within it. It seems like your being is being contacted (no pun intended) by another being through this. I listened closely at it. First I thought it was just everything I heard today being played at a super fast rate, that my subconscious was playing it out. Then I thought it was all of my thoughts playing at a super alarming rate, since my dream is within my head, people can speak as fast as they think! there are no physical limits.

Then I heard the word God a couple of times and sat down next to it and listened. It brought up all of my concerns about dieing. It even said I had till Halloween night, or right around it until I was going to die. Then an announcer came on the speaker phone of were I was at and asked if there was some body named something was there, I couldn't remember the name. And the radio laughed and said never mind. They said that i was afraid of being just short of making it into purgatory and that I was afraid I would end up in hell. That was correct, that is what I am afraid of, not death itself. They said something about cleaning up my act, and that I would make it to heaven eventually, I just have to make peace with God. Then I tried asking a question but the radio shut off. It turned back on after a couple of minutes and said that what I was experiencing was part of the afterlife, since we have a soul we are able to just barely connect with other souls. But there are still DCs that were just DCs made up by my mind.

Then I met two people who escorted me around my dream, I asked questions about this afterlife thought, and said it was true. I just thought back to when somebody on here said DCs tend to try and trick you into believing your not dreaming. So I denied it for a couple of seconds until I thought of something. I asked well aren't you two apart of my dream, so I can control you, and I attempted to control them and their actions, but I couldn't. I could do it on everything else, but couldn't on them. So I began to wonder about it. They said we were able to control what we called a "dream" by physical manipulation of the environment. Since there were no laws of physics, I could fly, but it was me flying, it was the environment bending to what I wanted. Objects can appear, because the environment put them there, not us. That is why we have to turn around think of something, then turn back around and it is there. Then shortly after all of these thoughts I woke up, but with brand new ideas of what the meaning of our dreams, and why we have them.

Date:10-27-10
Time: 2:30 pm.

This isn't a dream post in the regular sense, this is more of food for thought. Different (not new) ideas about dreaming. I mention God, and soul, but there isn't a specific religion, and this isn't me preaching. I don't mean to offend anyone, or take anyone's enjoyment out of Lucid dreaming, if you don't agree, that is perfectly fine, but this post is more for the thinkers on the sight. Also I don't take on sides of Astral Projecting/OBEing/Lucid dreaming. Instead I think of them more of experiences than any kind of category. I will post a link to a new thread, so please do not comment here. Comment on the actual post. Thanks, and enjoy!

What if lucid dreaming was more than dreaming while being conscious What if it was a gateway to another world(Not the astral realm, but the after life!)? Think about it, all of the dream characters some of them you have never seen before, what if they were actual beings? Sure some of them are just dream characters representing you, but what if there were others that weren't? Today I took an hour long nap, a successful WILD! After several failed attempts at realizing false awakenings, I finally started to think. I ended getting out of my bed at my place of work. From there the rest were lucid dreams. This isn't going to be a post about my specific lucid dreams (coming shortly), they are about my ideas that I ended up with during the dream.

Getting started: I want to make a few notes about what I have discovered in the dream world today. First dream charactersare representations of yourself. What ever your thinking, that DC will be saying. I noticed several times when I was thinking or talking to myself, a nearby dream character was repeating it. At first I didn't think anything of it, since it always happened, but now I paid attention to what I was thinking, and who was talking. The exact same thing was being thought, and said. Now this idea goes further with, whatever your doing (just not controlling the dream world by manipulation, instead just letting it happen) will be done to you. I noticed a DC eating something, but for some odd reason my mouth felt like it was full of food and I couldn't do anything. I didn't put two and two together until today as I have had that happen several times. Other properties about yourself can be manipulated by a DC along with the DC can manipulate yourself. You almost trick yourself out when in a dreamworld. Once I understood this, then I could control anything I wanted. I could fly at will (no arm flailing), summon tornadoes, breathe underwater, run super fast, read minds (my own haha), shoot energy blasts, and tons of others when the other night all I could do was explore. Flying was the best one I got the hang of it, no more butterflies, just the excitement to be able to fly! I used to walk my dog at night, and looked up into the sky and said I wish cool nights like this were in my dreams, and that I could fly! Today it happened! More to what I accomplished in the actual dream journal entry!

Have you ever heard a radio in your dreams? For me I never noticed until now, but there were always some kind of background noise somewhere. Once I started listening to it I found the source. It sounded like rapid clips of commercials, shows, and songs put together, and having it play super fast. Kind of sounds like channel surfing. You have the white noise, and occasionally you'll come across a channel that works and hear it for a second until you switch it. Now imagine there are hidden messages within it. It seems like your being is being contacted (no pun intended) by another being through this. I listened closely at it.

First I thought it was just everything I heard today being played at a super fast rate, that my subconscious was playing it out. Then I thought it was all of my thoughts playing at a super alarming rate, since my dream is within my head, people can speak as fast as they think! There are no physical limits. Then I heard the word God a couple of times and sat down next to it and listened. It brought up all of my concerns about dieing. It even said I had till Halloween night, or right around it until I was going to die. Then an announcer came on the speaker phone of were I was at and asked if there was some body named something was there, I couldn't remember the name. And the radio laughed and said never mind. They said that i was afraid of being just short of making it into purgatory and that I was afraid I would end up in hell. That was correct, that is what I am afraid of, not death itself. They said something about cleaning up my act, and that I would make it to heaven eventually, I just have to make peace with God. Then I tried asking a question but the radio shut off. It turned back on after a couple of minutes and said that what I was experiencing was part of the afterlife. Since we have a soul we are able to just barely connect with other souls. But there are still dream characters that were just made up by my mind.

Then I met two people who escorted me around my dream, I asked questions about this afterlife thought, and said it was true. I just thought back to when somebody on here said dream characters tend to try and trick you into believing your not dreaming. So I denied it for a couple of seconds until I thought of something. I asked well aren't you two apart of my dream, so I can control you, and I attempted to control them and their actions, but I couldn't. I could do it on everything else, but couldn't on them.

So I began to wonder about it. They said we were able to control what we called a "dream" by physical manipulation of the environment. Since there were no laws of physics, I could fly, but it was not me flying, it was the environment bending to what I wanted. Objects can appear, because the environment put them there, not us. That is why we have to turn around think of something, then turn back around and it is there. Then shortly after all of these thoughts I woke up, but with brand new ideas of what the meaning of our dreams, and why we have them.

i was playing d line against a team of realy small kids and i shot in as fast as i culd and almost made the tackle on the quarter back but he juke out of the ay nd i only got an arm on him. next i was running around a gym naked looking for a shower but there was like a thousdand showers to choose from nd i culdnt find the right one untill i made it to a room where i thought there was towels so i went in and saw these girls layen on the couch near the towels. I saw that the towels had turned into light bulbs i showed one of the girls this and she asked if iused condoms i said yeaa nd they said i culd stay. one girl stayed on the couch wit me ad the other sat acros from uss with her friends. I started feelin on her pussy nd then she stopped me i was confused but it was like 5 45 in the dream nd i was like fuck it lets sleep , itexted my friend ryan nd said bring me condoms but he nevered showed up.. i woke up in the dream nd the girl led me to my parents, we left nd i was mad cuz i didnt get laid....nigas be presssed fa pussy

Getting back on track now...

Awake Non-Lucid Semi-Lucid

I'm in my school main hall, and the rest of my year is here, along with a few others I don't recognise... Wait, but I do! It's Draco Malfoy out of Harry Potter! (Guess what I watched the other night). He looks really sad, and torn up. I can't help but feel a little sympathetic for him.

Rows of chairs are set up on each side of the hall, facing inwards. There's a gap in the middle. Each person is given their on broomstick. I get on mine, and find that I'm a natural. This is awesome! I zoom around the hall and then fly back down to my seat. This is a test, two people will be chosen to follow certain instructions that will take them to a great treasure, apparently. One of the professors shout my name and I know I've been chosen. Draco is on his broom, trying to get noticed, but another girl is chosen instead.

She comes up to me, and I recognize her as Shannon (I don't actually know this girl in real life). She glares at me, she's in Slytherin and I'm in Griffindor. Perfect match... not. She's the same height as me, with strawberry blonde hair,pale skin and large grey eyes. She turns and leaves.

[Dream skip - The next hour] We've to start following the instructions immedietly. I don't know where I got them from, but they're in my mind like a list. First, we've to get to the room that can take us to the old hotel. I find Shannon in the quad and we head off to find it. We politely talk to each other, and agree that our houses shouldn't hold us back. Doesn't mean we trust eachother though, she's a little cold with me.

[Dream skip - Unknown] I'm in the building that can take us to the hotel. Why? I don't know. We should have just gone straight to the hotel, although maybe they wouldn't have let us in.

The room we're in is large and airy. There's a large circular table in the middle, with a man lying on it with an electric guitar. Suddenly I'm back in the quad. What? I can't be here! I focus my mind and then I'm back in the other room.

"Where the hell did she go? We need her!" Shannon is shouting to the man on the table. He wipes a tear away from his cheek and says that I'm gone for good. But I'm right here! It dawns on me that I'm invisible. Is this a test? I climb up onto the table and start playing the guitar. I only know a few chords, but it's enough to let them know I'm here. Suddenly they can see me. The man leads us to another room and tells us we can get to the hotel from here. I think he's gone mad, but he leaves and shuts the door tightly behind him.

"How are we going to get to the hotel from here??" I moan. We're in some sort of laundry room. There are piles of dirty clothes everywhere, and it's small and cramped. There's a large window though, and Shannon heads over to peer through it.

"We jump." She says, and then throws herself out of the window.

I stand completely still for a moment, eyes wide, and then run to the wind and lean out. Somehow the roof of the hotel is no longer there, and I'm staring down into a pool room. There's a splash, and I know Shannon landed in the pool. But it's so far away! I hold out my finger to the pool and can't see it anymore.

You can do anything in dreams. This thought runs through my head. Yeah ok, but that's dreams we're talking about. It does make me semi-lucid though. How am I supposed to land in that goddamn pool? I don't think about it anymore, and just jump. I flail for a few seconds, and the wind catches me. I manage to steer myself towards the pool. It stings slightly when I hit it, but other than that I'm fine.

I come up gasping for air. It was cool but scary at the same time. We stare at eachother for a moment, and then burst out laughing. We swim over to eachother and give eachother a hug, laughing hysterically. We have a small water fight, and I realise we're going to be great friends. Climbing out the pool, my t-shirt and jeans clinging to me, I take a look around. Part of the instructions says there's going to be a pool party. I guess that's here. The place is deserted though... It's dimly lit, and rather grey.

An Italian waiter comes in with a trolley. We freeze for a moment, because we're trespassing. But he's friendly. We ask if there's any parties going on, and he points us in the right direction. We go through a door and into a corridor. It's warm and plush looking. With a thick red carpet and wooden panelled walls. A lot nicer than that pool room. We cautiously walk through it, and soon people are everywhere. I thought the party was supposed to be in another room?

Shannon stops a guy and asks about the party. He says that one's just finished, and people are either going to Starucks or the pool. We head back to the pool.

Music's blaring and people are having a good time. I've dried off so I don't want to jump in again, Shannon agrees with me. Instead we stop someone serving food and ask about the treasure. She hands us a slice of pizza instead, with a straw stuck in it. What are we supposed to do, suck it up the straw? No thanks... I put it back down. My head feels fuzzy. Shannon notices and looks concerned.

I'm in a small cramped blue room. A bed faces the door, with a couple of children in it. They look scared to death, shivering and staring at the door, quilt up to their noses. They obviously can't see me. This feels strange, I know it hasn't happened yet and that i'm just getting glimpses. The door opens and a girl walks in. It's me! But I look different. My hair is y natural brown, I'm more tanned and my eyes are hazel. I have a green thorn tiara on. The other me slowly walks to the end of the bed.

"What did the fairy god mother tell you about magic?" She asks gently. The children gulp and one of them speaks up.

"That not all magic is good magic." She says, shuddering.

"That's right." The green tiara turns into bull horns, and her eyes go bright red. She smiles and her teeth are sharp and pointed. My eyes widen.

Then I'm back in the pool room, in the middle of a party, with Shannon shaking me roughly. "Let's go get a frappacino." I mutter. We head to Starbucks.

Unfortunatly a guy outside says he got the last chocolate cream. He sips on it, and winks. My day just gets better and better... Not. I go to the library, Shannon doesn't come with me.

I recognize some people from my class here too. I pick up books and put them down again. I come ups beside Josh and realise he's singing. I listen and then smile, it's my favourite song. I sing along with him. Shannon appears and hands me a book. It's a book about us and our quest to find the treasure. Well, the only thing we got was a slice of pizza each. Meh.

A wall starts coming down from the cieling. Josh goes to one side of it and I go to the other. I tell him to come to this side but he doesn't. The walls close in around me. They're blue.

I'm back in the room with the kids. Shit, any minute the other me is gonna turn up and spoil everything. I grab one of the sheets from the bed and turn it inside out, then try and block the door off. I hear sounds outside. Looking to the other wall, I realize the other me is going to blast her way through the wall. Too bad kids, I'm out of here...

Good morning everybody. I remember one dream from last night. It feels a little fragmented.

I was at my great-grandmother's house. The house was lit by grey daylight coming through the windows. My great-grandma was either close to dying or else she had just died (although in waking life she died about a year ago). A lot of the family was at her house.

I had been wearing a red flannel jacket, which reminded me of a red flannel jacket my great-grandma wore. But I had taken it off.

Some people, probably including my mom and sister, had started doing the laundry. They might have started doing everybody's laundry, because we had been at my great-grandma's house for so long.

Now my sister had a red flannel jacket. She was looking all over the house for it, but she couldn't find it. Some other family members, probably including me, were trying to help her find the jacket. My sister was probably also blaming other people in the house for having taken the jacket. They knew how much it meant to her, because it either was or was like the jacket my great-grandma always wore.

At some point, I was laying on my stomach on the floor in the living room. Before me, just to the left (my left) of the TV, was a laundry basket full of clothes. The basket was full of all kinds of random clothes, including either a bride's gown or a bridesmaid's gown. I could tell the clothes were still dirty. It was like my mom and sister had planned to do laundry but then just left the job.

I could see a red flannel jacket or sweater at the bottom of the basket, under all the dirty clothes. I knew it was mine. At last I'd found it! So I took it and put it on.

I was now walking through a store that feels now to me like a mix between a grocery store and the perfume department at Macy's. It may have been night. There were other people in the store.

I walked around in the red flannel jacket. I wondered if it was good to wear a jacket that had been sitting at the bottom of a basket of dirty clothes, some of which had been quite smelly.

I reached my hand into one of the pockets. I pulled out an eyeglass lens, probably for the right eye. The lens was big, for really big, old eyeglass frames. I knew it was a lens for one of my great-grandmother's eyeglass frames.

I now remembered, as if it had happened in some earlier part of the dream, how one of the lenses had popped out of my great-grandma's glasses, and how my sister had been panicked looking for the lens.

As I walked through the grocery store I thought how it was only natural that the lens would end up in the jacket pocket. After all, the lens must have popped off near the jacket. Then the jacket had been buried in the laundry basket where nobody could find it.

Figured I might as well write it down. I don't remember much, just that there was a cardboard box, I was filling with other cardboard boxes, not whole boxes though, like sides of boxes. The Cardboard ox I filled was labeled "Mr. Nobody"on the count of me hearing about that movie the day before. I also remember thinking I might change the label on the box, and there was something about a door knob I believe.

I also had another on the count of something during the day. I watched an episode of Cheer in which Diane claimed that she didn't know much about pool, and Simon Says was her game. In my dream it was very apparent that the creators of the show (I believe. Perhaps Diane as well/or) were very big fans of the game Simon Says.