non-lucid

Morning of February 3, 2015. Tuesday.



The first scene relates to buying a few small food items in an unknown store but which vaguely reminds me of a small music store in La Crosse. I have two cinnamon or jam rolls and a plain loaf of bread and something else, I believe. The cashiers or owners are not behind the counter but instead, sitting out where the public is shopping, on a table or crate. They seem to be two of my foremen from the factory that made Ford Taurus parts from years ago (one who shot himself). Pat says that the price (for me) is eighty-nine dollars and I believe either eighty-nine or ninety-eight cents. They seem very amused by charging me this much even though my items could not be more than ten dollars. This makes me really annoyed and I start knocking everything on the floor and leave after hearing something about “eighty-nine million dollars”.

For some reason, they decide to follow me (leaving no cashiers at the store?) yet do not seem angry. I then have a very small white van that is somewhat like a bubble car but with special defensive features like bulletproof glass and rocket launchers underneath the chassis. A fictional dream character joins me in the seat next to me; the somewhat Christian-Slater-like character from years ago. For some reason we ritualistically put black ballroom (masquerade) eye masks on. I am enjoying myself driving around for awhile.

I am not lucid, though still have the long-term-recurring awareness that I can call upon any character or vehicle to come to wherever I am (such as in defense). In this case, it is with a watch on my left wrist. However, I check for it and it is not there - I only feel my shirt sleeve and no object underneath, though I am not that concerned. It is fairly common in dreams to be “missing” something and “replace” its function or purpose by thought alone even without any trace of lucidity (something I have always found interesting).

Later, my wife has a car that is somewhat like a custom purple 1950s Ford Bubbletop “Beatnik” (though also reminds me of the 1968 Hot Wheels Silhouette which I had two of). Somehow, some work has to be done, which causes frustration over time. I have the front bumper separate from the car later on and am trying to work things out.

The bumper seemingly has missing features on one side (though not directly on the end somehow; a little more towards the middle) and is very asymmetrical relative to a portion of diagonal grill on one side but not the other (in reality the grill is apparently only all grid-like squares, not with any diagonal bars). This does not make much sense, as it is supposedly one solid section (or at the most, two, attached) so how could it be shorter and more asymmetrical over time? - in fact, it seems shorter and more asymmetrical every time I consider putting it back on the car (as if I had somehow lost or mentally “eaten” part of one side each time yet while intending to make it complete again with the remaining outer pieces somehow ending up back together as one solid piece). Even though I am not lucid, I eventually get so aggravated by the asymmetrical form of the front bumper that I just somehow mentally create a new complete car prior to waking.

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As many years as I have been working with dreams, it has been only fairly recently (over the past five years) that I have more closely noticed an odd sort of repetition in often subtle doubly recurring elements in a two or three-day period (but which are not related to dream events in the same way each time). Sometimes it is barely noticeable unless everything is well-documented. In this case, it seems to be the number eighty-nine for some unknown reason. In another case it was the act of patting someone (a different fictional dream character each time) in a particular spot near the left shoulder. As yet, I have not habitually linked these occurrences. I do not know if there is any reason behind this other than residual associations perhaps relating to the dream journal itself (or the memory or review of the previous dream).

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As the title says, some parts of this dream have been omitted, due to their disturbing nature. I've been having a lot of disturbing dreams lately.

To start off simple, the first part of this dream was being at a caravan park, to attend my grampa's funeral. IRL he died in nov 2014, and I never got to go to his funeral. I don't talk to much of my family and they took this opportunity to block me from getting in contact with them. So in my dream I was at the funeral but at a distance, I could see the open suitcase he was being buried in and so i filled it with water with a power hose from work, don't ask. My family looked at me with such disgust I just left. I remember he suitcase being moved and the water sloshing everywhere, and I remember thinking the water would help preserve his body in case raising the dead became a thing.

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The next thing I know i'm playing world of warcraft, except i'm in the game, but still using a controller in my hands, apparently I think this game is for xbox. I come face to face with a celtic undead woman who asks me questions in fucked up gaelic/scottish slang that even I didn't understand. I answered and she became a party member of mine??? Whatever, I start getting chased by some guy in a landcruiser from star wars but I hijack him and drive away.

I'm now driving underwater, collecting stars, PvP'ing, killing npc turrets. While driving down an underwater course with crazy bends and turns. It was pretty hectic. At one point I lost my landcruiser, a girl offered me her exo suit, which was big and bulky looked like something from starcraft except most of your body is still exposed, its hard to explain that one.

Now i'm outside, with my new party member, I get a message from another player who sends me this wall of text asking why I let this npc become my party member, or something. I told him I was new to the game and told him to give me a fucking break,He tried to explain about the choices and stuff, but I didn't care. At this point a big red dragon filled the sky and I was trying to return from the menu to play by the controller cord was broken, I kept trying to reattach it, which worked for a couple of minutes but any movements in my hands knocked it off again. I eventually managed to ditch the controller and started running from this dragon, but no matter where we went he caught us. At one point I looked at my undead party member, she now looked like my exgf, wtf? I also tried to induce sexual intimacy at that point when we were in hiding, shame shame shame.

We are on the run again, and we met this guy and his party. The dragon catches us of guard and is now flying down from directly above, one after another he spits meteor fire balls, which i deflect with a barrier and return with my own, but smaller fireballs. The fight was futile and I went to check my phone at one point and it was all glitchy, wasn't working (why no lucid dream here? bad habits irl).

The next thing i know I am in a room saying the spyware needs to be removed. This is where the dream takes a weird turn. This spyware is a guy, who faces me, moves slowly doing weird hang gestures which paralyses me, and in which he takes the time to play/beat me. This cycle goes on for awhie, I run, but he is always there and he does another slow move, that freezes me. I learn that I had been drugged with automatic appreciation something something, so movements that he was doing was causing me to freeze and admire. I tried to do them back, which worked, and I used the time to escape, but he always came back. This part of the dream is actually a lot longer and a lot more,,, vast? than what I've put down
but I would class this part as a nightmare, a nightmare which I don't really want to recount fully.

There was another drug that made me stop being able to process movement, ie, people were moving and doing things, but I couldn't see it. When I blinked, everything would change and I would see the latest snapshot of initially opening my eyes, but then everything would freeze again, so basically repeating to close and open my eyes was equivalent of viewing the world at 3-5 fps. The things I saw were, not so good.

I was in a mall with mom. I was trying out the perfumes. I put one on on my wrist and tried to smell it but can't. I asked mom to smell it and tell me what she thinks. It was too strong. I asked the guy in the perfume area to let me try another one. I put it on the back of my hand and tried to smell it again: nothing. I let mom smell it, and she said it's "okay" but nothing special. Those were original perfumes, too. I told her for some reason, I can't smell them. Must be my cold. We left the area without buying anything.

We passed by a table that lets people sign up for colleges abroad. I forgot which colleges, but I thought of signing up. I thought that mom might not allow me to study abroad.

NOTE:

- I very rarely dream about perfumes.
- I tried focusing on my breathing as I fell asleep, hoping it will help me transition to lucid dreaming.
- This dream happened as I was waking up already. I woke up a few times in the evening and failed to write my dreams.

Had a dream last night that I was in this theme park shop kind of center where everything was powered self sufficient, and I went around collecting toys like bike helmets and browsing around the shop for things. There was games to play and seemed generally like a magical land in outer space that I had found. I thought this is far away from earth where things are different even gravity worked a bit differently. I can't remember much of the dream but took the chance to note it here while I could.

I​ recommend reading my previous DJ entry first. Only 6 views and it is more eventful...(apparently DV only allows members to view DJ's now...unless it is a bug.)

1015-1030? 238am-320am? for wbtb. leftist rally in Germany? German accent: "... ...in the mother fu**ing ..." was the name of event or rally. Night time. Familiar train station? Fragment.

Greece LD wake from LD ~4:50pm
I'm with brother in law E and brother-in-law B in the dream but we're meeting the former at a coastal cliff side house in some town in Greece. We are walking along the beach and up a path and we see beautiful views of cliffs all around. After we get to the home and visit for a little bit we're heading back to where we came, this time along with brother in law E on this return leg. He seems to know a shortcut and he's going around the other side of the cliff and the footholds are not very wide and they're going pretty quick ahead of me and I'm cautiously taking my time. They stop at a bend in the cliffs and look at a swimming spot down below. It is absolutely beautiful down there and a beautiful sunny day. They continue on, but the path seems too narrow and not worth the risk when I can just go back the way I first came earlier in the day along the beach. When I think about the earlier path along the beach it seems like it was a dream memory maybe from a previous dream and I realize that this is a dream right now. I float up in the air just enough to confirm as an RC. I then start to fly back towards the beach going slow and not with a lot of directional control at the beginning which is a little unusual for me. I go back and forth left and right to correct my direction flying over a rugged rocky area. It is beautiful and exhilarating being up in the air reminding me of my simulated flying last night while a passenger in a car going over various overpasses (for day practices)...but so much better! I am unbounded drifting across the sky. I still have not seen any DC's so I decide to turn around and see if I can find my brother in laws and surprise them or something on their trek along that narrow path by the cliffs. As I fly down that way back towards the cliffs I feel myself abruptly return to bed and the way I woke up and my level of rest seems to indicate I was at the end of an REM cycle. Too short but back to lucidity after too many dry days! Found motivation for day work and also did a number of "I'm dreaming" mantras during the day. Corrected monkey brain during SSILD. No.274


Cafe epiphany NLD or semi: I'm modern me sitting outdoors at a cafe soaking in the moment. I see happy and sad faces on this beautiful day . "If you don't open yourself up to the world around you, you will miss out on so many experiences," I tell my companions. People who look sad look like they're walking around "in a bubble" with tunnel vision, seemingly oblivious to all the beauty around them.

A woman is standing in my home - I'm not physically present at the moment - and looking into a mirror that's showing her various visions. Currently it's showing her the man she loves with a very beautiful young servant standing underneath a tree, carrying out an affair. This isn't a surprise - she was already aware of it.

The scene in the mirror changes, showing her an image of herself in a shop. There's no sound but the shop owner seems to be repeatedly asking her something that she refuses to respond to. When he approaches her, she throws out a hand to tell him to back off, but her nails brush his throat and cut it open, covering her with his blood. She looks shocked, but quickly recovers and hurries out of the shop.

This second vision reminds her of my instructions to her. She has to eat a human heart tonight if that young and beautiful body I gave her is going to become hers permanently. And regularly after that, but that's not important, that's just basic dietary needs - the important part is this first time, making a deliberate decision.

She steps through a portal back into her world, the courtyard of her own home. But as she looks around things look strange to her - most notably, the sky is covered with grey clouds that seem unnatural to her. It's as if she's seeing both her world and mine at the same time, and she wonders if this is how I see her world all the time. I'm thinking, you're getting a bit mixed up about which world is yours now.

I was among a crowd of people (outside I think) and was walking around a conversing with them. Some of them stuck their fingers in my mouth and moved it around. At one point a bright light outside my vision appeared and the entire crowd (including myself) started running towards it. When we reached the light we turned around and started running away from it because the light was "life itself". At the time it seemed funny rather than scary, maybe there was some part of my mind realizing how absurd it was?

I was in a carpark when a man started shooting at civilians. I curled up behind a pillar and began to shake. I knew my mother was in the carpark too and I kept looking around for her in fear. Eventually I saw her walking away in the distance and felt relieved. At this point the danger was gone but I knew (didn't see) that the man had shot and killed a young woman. There was a brief moment when I heard her friend crying.

After the shooting I met a woman who was grateful to me (for some reason) and she invited me to her home to stay the night. (I got the impression I couldn't go to my own home) When I arrived at her home she forget about me and started wandering aimlessly around the room. Her daughter arrived home at this point and sat down on a couch. (I'm not sure but I think she was watching tv) The woman gave me some chicken nuggets (although the were more like chicken balls) and I ate them. (I don't remember what they tasted like but I was happy with them I think) I told her I'd sleep on the couch, I had a blanket in my hand. The couch was covered in dander and fur.

After this something happened in a supermarket and the woman attempted to cast a spell on herself (I think, this part was super foggy) but accidentally caused her daughter to disappear. The woman was distraught and I watched her grow old. (I think some time passed) I was then with the woman outside when two swans appeared behind us, flying upwards in a circular motion. A young woman in a light coffee coloured dress stepped out from the circle. It was the daughter who had disappeared. (After I woke up I remembered her face incredibly vividly, although it's become hazier since then) She was wearing glasses and had her brown hair tied up in a bun. I think she looked a bit like a mousier Audrey Hepburn. She declared that she had become the Queen of Arendale (too much once upon a time) and I noted that she was probably the Queen of Swans too.

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I mentioned it already, but the most exciting thing about this dream was how clearly I remembered the daughters face when I first woke up. It was like seeing someone in real life, turning around and trying to visualise what they looked like.

NON LUCID
*I observed this strange guy covered in tattoos which at the sight of him gave a sick feeling to my stomach, bad vibes you could say. I seemed to being attending some kind of a roof top party. Somebody struck up a consersation with him by saying, "You practice witch craft too?" I thought,"This is why I got that strange feeling from him!" The strange man began describing a protection ritual he called by the name of "The wednesday ritual". This reminded of the R&B artist the weekend, because he also has a song titled wednesday. I thought maybe is it possible The weekend is involved in witchcraft. LOL.

The impression of lots of dreams, recall spotty though

+ ChrBen is not playing right, I follow him calling out "might as well call it "glinklesplort" <some nonsense>"

He's playing the game wrong, he's making multiple hits and following the (ball?) and keeps presenting this as one turn, it's obviously cheating so that we may as well call it a different game.

+ billiards: I give the shaft conditioner to the girl who uses it and I use the tip sandpaper myself, up-close view

I bring out the shaft conditioner (basically a hollow cylinder made of a mildly abrasive material), mention you need to blow on it to get out
the old dust. Then I take out my tip rougher (small plastic doohicky with sandpaper glued to it) and start roughing up the edges of my tip. I watch while the girl runs the conditioner up and down her cue stick, and then she really starts grinding it a lot near the tip. I think she probably will like how smooth it is.

+ crazy billiards: lots of obstacles on the table: vases, pieces of paper, etc.

+(f) oral sex?

+ taking the girl out to lie in the last rays of the run for the day on yellow towels, two-finger-kiss salute to girl in house, is the house locked?, walking looking for sun, raised cement/pebble platform, dilapidated wooden bench, "if you're happy and you know it"

I'm in a small house and am taking a girl out to sit in the sun. We need two large yellow bathtowels. We have one but need one more, there is (my other girlfriend?) lying down on a couch/lounger on top of just such a towel. I reach under her and pull it out. I wonder if she'll mind that I'm going out with this other girl. I bring my index/middle fingers together, kiss them, blow he the kiss then point the fingers at her, she makes the same gesture back to me so I guess she's OK with out.

Going out, I try to remember if I've locked the door.

We're walking around a university campus (my old one) and see that the patches of sunlight are really starting to shrink. At one point she walks on the other side of a building from me but we soon rejoin. She's walking in front of me slightly and another group of students walk close to her, startling her, making her jump a little bit and look suddenly to the right at them. I see her face in profile clearly, she is Asian (I don't think she was at the house).

We're walking through a small area between buildings with stairways going up, some students are sitting on the stairs, few spots of sun around but just on the bare ground, not really acceptable.

We're walking and she points out a place ahead, but it's just on the concrete, not grass, she indicates she doesn't like it. I say "well that's what you get (for going out at the end of the day when the sun is disappearing)".

On a sort of raised patio I see a higher patio with some grasses growing to the right, I make for it. Some other students are heading there, too. I want to get there first. I'm looking at the pebbly/concrete "steps" making up this raised area and thinking about jumping up there.

I look across the patio we're on and see a long, dilapidated wooden bench running along the entire edge of the patio. It looks to be in pretty bad shape, but I offer that as a possibility.

I'm standing there with a guy, some children are singing a song ("let the sunshine in"?), and he's upset about this, saying, "Are you *CRAZY*?!" (he thinks the singing will bother the wildcats who will go nuts and (attack us?)).

I was watching a scene where a bunch of guys (don't know why but I'm pretty sure they were the German football team) were in a platform in the middle of the ocean in their speedos jumping to the sea.
I'm guessing they were training.
One of them was really afraid. I was afraid too. He started to swim really fast (I saw a commercial yesterday where a shark ate a girl. I kinda hate sharks. Thanks Spielberg).
My vision shifted to first person. I was swimming and was dragged by a wave to the shore.
It was a beautiful beach. It was sunny, hot and very real. I stood there watching for a second and i realized I was dreaming.
I'm starting to realize that I tend to get Lucid every time the dream is more real or every time I just stop doing what I'm doing and just calm down a bit to look at things.
A guy comes running and I go talk to him.
I realize I haven't stabilize the dream yet. Everything seems stable but I stop and look at my hands anyway. They're normal size but glowing like that faggy vampires from twilight glow in the sunlight.
There was a recent joke in a thread in another forum (non LD, music related) where someone posted this picture.

I'm pretty sure this was the guy Anyway...
I ask him if he knows anything about my dream guide. He kinda mumbles something and I completely ignore him.
I turn around to the sea and when I turn again the guy was on his way running and another one exactly like him comes running towards me. It's too weird and I ignore both.
I look towards the sea again and there is a lot of people there.
I totally forgot the tasks I'm supposed to do. So I try to fly. There's no place were I can jump from so I try and levitate from the ground. I feel like a turtle stretching it's neck. I look around and there's a couple standing 1 meter above the ground completely still levitating. Don't know if they're mocking or trying to teach me.
I levitate just a bit but fall immediately.
I start walking. I recognize the beach as one near my hometown (SR). I look to my hands once more to stabilize even though I don't think I need it. I should do this more often.
I literally don't know what to do.
I recognize two sisters I've met before.
We engage in stuff I'm not proud of...
I know realize I'm starting to lose lucidity. I deserve it.
I wake up soon after.

I should have known better than to behave like a horny teen.

There was a long and particularly drab space travel dream. I was landed on the moon with two other astronauts. One of them was dumping liquid fuel onto the surface of the moon so that our capsule would be lightweight enough to fly home.

When I got on the capsule (That was huge on the inside despite being tiny on the inside.) my parents were there, along with many a familiar member of my family. They told me 'Happy 19th birthday' (IWL that isn't for another couple weeks. And they gave me this weird cake. It was like a small loaf of bread and filled with this thick buttery like cream. I didn't really like it and told them when my real party came, I wanted a chocolate cake.

I got distracted from the birthday party scene because I had to dock the caupsle with a space station. I got the strangest sense of Deja-vu, as though I had done this in a previous dream or a long time ago. Why does docking with the space station feel farmiliar...?


I was watching the superbowl, live from the stadium. The game had just started and the football froze in midair. All of the players started dog-piling and jumping to get at it.

"Uh-Oh, looks like that's an illegal anti-gravity ball. Minus 20 points! And *some player* to the time-out square for you!"

I realized how absurd this was. (Now IWL, I don't watch sports, and TBH I don't even know the rules of football all that well.) But this was just so strange that I had to be dreaming.

I woke up though. I took a leak and then it was WBTB time.

I found myself on my bed. (False awakening.) Though my bed was replaced with this odd powder, like finely-ground flour. I realized right away that I was not fully awake. I began to mess with it. I thought that the reason I was in my bed was because I was still partially awake and I shouldn't move too much because I might start to move my waking life body and wake up.

At one point, I decided to smell it. It did have a smell, though faint it did smell a bit chalky, sort of like baking soda or flour. I can't say so exactly, but yay for finally smelling something in a dream.

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I was by a lake. My friend pointed out that there were squidfish in the water. I asked him what a squidfish was and he showed me. They were these fish, perhaps a foot long with all of these tentacles on the front of their face. They were carnivorous and ate other smaller fish whole.

I then noticed that there were large fat fish swimming around in the air, a few feet above me. I became lucid, but the dream promptly faded.

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There was one other lucid fragment from this morning, but I can't recall what it was, just that there were three frags involving lucidity after my WBTB. I had the number on my mind all morning.

Wed, 28 Jan 2015

I don't remember the dream before this one, but it is connected to the one I am posting.
So I'm in a university. The front of the university has a big panorama.
I am walking from the right wing to the left wing on the university. There was a car outside which was following my every move. If I moved right it would move right, if I moved left it moved left. I got scared and started running towards the left wing. I told my self that if the car doesn't see me, then it can't follow me, so I fell on the ground on my knees.
I looked trough one of the windows and I saw that there was nobody around the car. I slowly moved towards the door. At that moment in which I was going to open the door so I can exit, I saw 2 men coming towards it. I got scared again and I started running. I think he heard me and followed me. I ran to a laboratory of some sort and hide behind a char in the corner. The 2 men entered the room. One of them was touching the desk with the chemicals. They were talking to each other. The one that was right next to me ( I don't know how he didn't see me ) decided to clean the blood out of his knife on my shirt.
Aproximatly 5 seconds later the desk with the chemicals started burning and burned the face of the one next to it. I got up pushed him aside and I ran.
Now this part of the dream I don't remember very well. I know that I hit one of them with a broken bottle and found him under the shower taking a bath
I hit him and I started running towards a shelf filled with cosmetic products. I got a cream and started spraying them with it. I wanted to find a spray so I can spray them in the eyes, but I couldn't there were only perfumes.
Right when they were about to catch me the police came and chained them.
Some of my friends from another dream were there. There was a police oficer which wanted to ask me some question. I went to him and started explaining and I woke up.

Wed, 29 Oct 2014

I exit my mothers hair saloon and I see my friend, who is a girl which I will call J. She was on the other side of the street so I decided to say hi so I teleported next to her. It seemed like she was talking on the phone, because she told somebody that I teleported next to her.
We started walking so I can get back home. She had a purple spray with which she started spraying on stuff. I told her not to and she painted something and put it away.
So we said goodbye to eachother with J and I continued back home to my block. I went to unlock the front door when I saw another 2 of my friends sitting around the table, which is right beside our block. They were talking about something. They finished their talk and S. went away. I woke up.

Backing up some dreams that did not make it here on time

Mon, 27 Oct 2014 Non lucid

So I dreamed that I am in a city that looked like the Vatican. I was wit a woman. She showed me around. She brought me to a very big and beautiful house. The house was black and white. It had a magnificient panorama and in it I saw a gigantic chandelier. I wanted to stay and go in the house, because I was already in the yard of the house.
The woman asked me whats wrong. It looked like that we were in a hurry.
We went to a street where the buildings were very big. We entered one of them. We went to a very big room. There was another person sitting on the table. We went to him to say hi. The woman then said "Here's your father" and he entered the room. Then the man and my father started talking about some towns here in Bulgaria and I woke up.

Saturday Night:

I became lucid at the end of a nightmare and tried to change what happened by restarting the dream, but I woke up instead.

Sunday Night:

DILD #1

I was in a fancy restaurant with Dreamer. We were lying down on a secret upper platform that was covered in a silky, pink blanket and plush pillows.

Spoiler for Slightly Sexy Scene:

She was lying in a particularly sexy position, revealing her red knickers under her short, black dress. I slowly reached my hand up her thigh until my hand was caressing her bum. I was concerned that everybody in the restaurant could see what we were doing but we were in a somewhat secluded spot. I reached inside her knickers and some sexy stuff ensued.

She said to me, "We have the best seat in the house."
I nodded my head in agreement, then she clumsily fell off the side of our platform and onto a table where a nice elderly couple were eating their dinner. I looked down and saw two Dreamers. I looked back and forth between them with my mouth agape in shock and excitement. I then did a noseplug RC and air went through. I grabbed the hand of the real Dreamer and we took off flying. I woke up, DEILD'd back in.
I was still flying with her except we were outside of an epic sized shopping mall. She remarked to me that my dreams were quite short compared to hers. I sadly agreed that they had been very short lately. We landed and I used my super leg muscles to jump super long distances, all over the top of the cementlike shopping centre structure. I was like a human grasshopper. Woke up into a false awakening.

DILD #2

I had been talking with dreamer for a while about, I don't know what. But eventually I remembered that I needed to do an RC after waking up to make sure it was real. I did a nose plug RC and air went through again. I then took her hand and we went flying again and I moved some stuff around with my mind powers for fun before waking up.

WILD

I had been trying to WILD for what felt like ages when I finally got into a dream, I did a closed mouth RC to make sure and air went through. I got really excited then woke up immediately.

DILD #3

I had become lucid while talking to Joffrey, he was telling me that he was a master at dream control and I challenged him to show me something. He refused though and then I woke up pretty quickly.



DILD #4

I was talking to an old friend from high school when I realized that I was in a dream again. Dreamer was with me. I took her hand and we went flying towards these ancient ruins of an industrial city. Woke up before we got there.

DILD #5

I was in another dream with Joffrey. He was the same character except we were in another room that was brightly lit with warm light pouring through a few windows. I remember how pretty it was to see the light illuminating the red wood floor. I was watching some show with Joffrey when I decided that I wanted to change the channel. I tried to change it with telekinesis but it wouldn't work, I became frustrated and realized that I was being ridiculous and I should do some cool dream control stuff for fun and to farm points. I looked at these playing cards that were scattered across the floor and made them all fly up into the air. I made the cards fly in a circular pattern above me before making them fly off in all different directions. I then looked at B-Dog, who was lying on a bed, and tried to make time slow down for him. Wasn't working. I then tried to make time speed up. B-Dog began to lick himself and move very quickly. I returned time to the normal speed and I could hear the ticking of a clock slowing down while I was doing it.

I then walked over to Joffrey, turned off the TV from his keyboard by pressing the space bar, and then told him to stab me with a pen because I was invincible!! He did it and I laughed at him. I then told him to give me some of the chocolate and raspberries that he was eating. He refused. I tried to make him with mind control, but it didn't work. I got frustrated and then grabbed the chocolate and raspberries and shoved them in my mouth, YUMMMMm. His drone/slave DC walked in and started talking to him. I could feel the dream starting to end so I made fireballs appear in my hands and I juggled them in the air then threw them at the walls.

Note: Before this night I had tried something different from my usual mantra. Instead of trying to feel as though I was in a dream while repeating words, I instead repeated the phrase, "I am dreaming" about 30 times while trying very hard to remember it. I felt like I was trying to memorize something, I was trying really hard not to forget. I also combined that with Dreamer's awesome daytime method for having super long lucid dreams, but I didn't do it right.