non-lucid

Dream:

I'm at work. C. is there and another person is present too. I think I forgot to clock in. I'm at the lunch room, but I leave without eating. I worry about getting hungry later, but go out into the store anyway. Another person is with me. She asks if I want to come look at the animals by the front entrance. I say 'yes!' and we go through the store towards the entrance. When we arrive I see two wooden boxes about 1x1 m in size. The sides are only about 15 cm high. The wooden boxes are a mix between boxes and a frying pan, and in the boxes are large frogs. Maybe 1-2 kg. in size. They are slowly frying - alive!! The heat is just warm enough for their skin to get toasted brown and crisp, but not warm enough to kill them. It's awful! Really horrible! They are obviously in great pain, trying to crawl out of the box/pan. I'm horrified! I wonder why the hell is this happening?? But I don't realize it's a dream...

WBTB

Dream:

I'm out geocaching with my friend J. One of my dogs are with me (M), she goes into a container sort of thing. There's a geocache in there, but the place is dirty and smelly. The smell is oily and rotten. Yuck. I go in, have to balance on the edge of a container, hoping I won't fall in. The cache is found and I head out. On my way J's nephew comes towards me (also balancing on the edge of the container), he wants to pass me and just barely manages to without falling in the black, yucky-smelling goo that's in the container. After this I find that we're at another location searching for a geocache. we're at a red house. It's small, maybe more like a cottage than a house. J. says she's been looking for the cache for a long time. I suddenly find it. It's deviously hidden - like a part of the building. It's located just under the edge of the roof, a wooden tube painted the same color as the building. I show it to J. We both agree it's very well made! After this we go to another location looking for a cache. This time it's also found on a building, except this is a weird small construction of sorts. It's white and seems made only to conceal a geocache, there's lots of "fake" hiding places and decoy caches. J. finds the real cache immediately though. And like before we both agree it's a fantastically creative geocache!

Dream:

I'm holding a gift in my hands. It's for H's dad. Suddenly I realize it's just a square plastic bag filled with water. What was I thinking wrapping up a lousy present like that?? I open it up again, wondering what to put in it to make it more worthy as a birthday gift. I go to one of my aquariums to find some nice aquatic plants to put in the bag, but all the plants are overgrown with algae. I discover a dead fish too! It's a Crossocheilus siamensis, and it's been partly eaten by other fish. Disgusting! After some stress about not finding anything nice I discover some beautiful cichlids swimming in the back. I catch 2 or 3 of them thinking they will be a nice present. They are very nice looking - red, blue and gold! I call for H. to come over with the plastic bag so I can put the fish in the water.

Fragment:

J. is with me in my house (her dog is with her?). I'm watering some plants on a table. I'm filling the pots up with water so that it almost spills over the edge. My dog (H) tries to drink from the flowerpots, but I stop her. J. says she wants me to drive her home. A thunderstorm is just starting in the distance.

Looking back on my poor lucidity from last weeks I decided to introduce a new technique and change my sleeping schedule. The WBTB-alarm is no more, it was a fun experiment to see if it worked for me and I used it for a little more than a month now so I think it's time to move on. From now on I'll make use of auto-suggestion and DEILD/SSILD. This was the first night I tried auto-suggestion and it worked extremely good, if not too good. You see, I read a lot about DEILD the day before and it said how one shouldn't make use of an alarm that he/she has to manually shut off because you're not allowed to move and instead it was adviced to make use of auto-suggestion. Auto-suggestion isn't entirely new to me, last year when I had a DJ over at LD4all I didn't have any alarm yet so my only option was naturally awakening with the help of auto-suggestion. The only difference is that back then I told myself to wake up at a certain time, now I told myself to wake up after every dream. It woke me up 4 times, which was quiet annoying at first but now I see the potential in this. There was one problem though, every time I woke up my left leg was bended upwards like this.




Anyway, I had some interesting dreams which I could remember quiet well because of this fragmented sleep.

1. The seminar

I'm entering the dining room of my grandparent's house, not for diner but because there's a seminar for learning how to model and render stuff on the computer. The room was slightly larger than normal with some desks against the wall that had computers on them, on the table in the center of the room were two computers. There were 3 people in the room, two sitting at a desk and one who aproached and welcomed me. He asked me if I had some experience and I told him I'd been rendering with Blender for some time. I sat down at the table and waited, we ate some fries and after some hours it got late. The atmosphere was really good and I enjoyed my stay but I decided to go home. On my way home there was a parked car that I wanted to enter or just run passed but it moved forward and backward blocking my way. I got extremely annoyed and began shouting at the driver who seemed to be angry too. Then when I passed the fry shop in the center of town I met up with my mother. She wanted to go and eat some fries but I told her I had already eaten fries that midday.

I wake up, before I realize it I already moved and was fully awake. After 20 minutes I fell back asleep.

2. The new teacher

I'm at school, it's the first day and I have chemics. The teacher is new, the whole class is new and I seem to get along with everyone quiet well. Infact I'm the most popular guy after some minutes, anyway the lesson is very interesting and we get to do a lot of experiments ourself. I'm a bit sloppy and the person I was working with did most of the work. Then the class was over and I made my way to next class, which was also chemics with same teacher but in a different room. Or rather the room changed after I'd been in there for some minutes. He tolds us we would watch a film, I took a place and waited for it to start.

I wake up again, I don't move but notice my left leg is bended. Although strange I don't give it much thought and reposition myself.

3. War horse II

The film we're watching is 'War horse II' (IRL I watched the first one but didn't see the beginning, I started watching when the cavalry gets mowed down by the machine guns.) the opening scene is some people getting in two rowing boats with a horse, it's very foggy. I feel as if this is the same opening scene from the first film. (I have never seen the opening scene of the fist film IRL, I swear if it's the same scene as I saw in the dream I'm a wizard!) First the movie explains how the horse is a hero, it has fought in over 50 battles and so deserves to be resqued. It is wounded and laying somewhere in Nazi-occupied territory, next I see a strategic map on which plans get drawn out to resque the horse. They can't just go in and take the horse back cause they would look like enemy's aproaching the base and be shot down by MGs. The second plan was to transport the horse over a river in the north, however there was a minefield there so that was not going to happen either. The last plan was to go over the river, dig a channel from that river to another river leading into friendly territory and then using a submarine to go passed the defenses.

I was in some kind of big city... It was around noon. There were two people man and woman and they told me, that they will do psychological experiment on me. They wanted to try to break me. I agreed to this. Woman gave me an injection(very big one).
They observed me closely. I didn't feel a thing... I was concentrated on here and now to battle possible effect of that medicine. I left from there after a while.

I was walking through that city and reality started to give less and less meaning. I was losing ability to distinguish between real and imagined... It was as if imagined things started to be real and then again vanished. Everything lost its meaning. Something happened and after short while it didn't happened at all. Total chaos in my consciousness. I had strong doubts about my mental health. I concentrated as much as I could to stabilize my reality perception but it was worse and worse.

That man and woman found me! They started to tell me that I killed some woman- I didn't know about anything. It was constructed, nothing was true... wasn't it? I was in big doubt. I saw pictures... It was very brutal murder. I felt ill... I asked myself whether I have problems with my memory. Could I do that without remembering it? They gave me more and more evidence... They told me about great many bad things I did. They asked me to plead guilty.

My denial of reality was growing. I didn't know what to do. I felt strong energy inside. It wanted to leap out of me. I was closing myself from outside world. The man was pressing on me mentally. Where is my logical mind? I want peace. Nothing more... My inner energy surged, reality was broken. It emerged as hairline crack- darkness was leaking from it. The darkness was calling me, lured me inside crack in reality. I felt a pull and I didn't oppose to it. The darkness was slowly creeped around my hands and legs... around my body... like black smoke. It dragged me into crack. And crack in reality closed after I passed into darkness. There was black darkness. There was no thought. There was no doubt... There was peace. My energy was growing. My point of consciousness erupted in actinic white light. I was the only point of light in that blackness. I was one with peace.

I obtained weak lucidity(weak because I had doubts) when I started to close myself from that "reality" After that, only thoughtless consciousness remained.

There's two women walking through a city. The taller and darker one says to the other, now that the two of them are on their 18th world, she's beginning to see the appeal of raising them (worlds, that is).

The short one finds this funny timing since they're currently walking through an area suffering severe poverty and in the middle of a recession. She says something sarcastic along the lines of oh joy, we get to watch people scrimp and save and hoard their resources, how very exciting.

The tall one acknowledges that sure, that's not very interesting to watch, but sooner or later the herd will thin out. And she likes the gambling ones with hopes for the future.

The short one asks if she'd like to make a bet herself. The tall one is delighted and instantly agrees, she's very excited. The short one asks what they should gamble with. The tall one thinks about it and offers: if the short one wins, the tall one will let her uncover a whole bunch of dinosaur skeletons - by which she means allowing the humans to find the bones. The short one isn't interested in the bones themselves, she just loves seeing what humans do with new things.

00:00 Tuesday 2014-07-29 Competition #18 night #2

00:20 pre-bedtime setting intention

00:37 bedtime

04:25

1) prayer meeting in (my?) living room, multi-level, some people leave the front door is on the upper level, they are offended, some new people arrive, they are very enthusiastic. I listen to the priest speaking, it sounds like gibberish. Then we're giving a presentation of my database coding project, the code is up on a projector. There are some people there from my job, I wonder what they'll think of me working on this side project on my own.

WBTB

07:15

2) epic long multi-scene dream

ski hill:

ski resort terror attack. I am flying DO high above the ground I see a bomb go off and little people fly far in every direction: up, down, left, right, in the air. I watch this replay several times trying to get a good view.

High DO view of people skiing fast down steep rocky slopes. I see little skiers skilfully navigating the slopes among the rocks. I then see some skiers not so skilfully navigating, they fall and their bodies scrape along the rocks. There is a hill shining in the sun the skiers try to get to the top of the hill at a precise time so that they get the special reflection from the sun as they ski down.

There is another path down the mountain to see the reflection, it is a narrow path along a steep crevice. I am there with a group, including Spock and Bones from Star Trek. The track is only one ski wide and I'm saying "oh there's no WAY I'm going to go on that." I can't imagine how when wearing long skis one can even pick up the back ski to place it in front of the front ski to make progress. There is a sharp turn coming up ahead.

lightsaber lab:

I'm observing some light-saber fight between two Darth-Vader like beings, I imagine their lightsabers clashing and the handles getting fused and stuck together. I imagine jumping in to the battle then with my own lightsaber, slicing the bottom of the two stuck lightsabers in half to destroy it, while then taking the top one and using it.

We're approaching a big door, we have to open it somehow, we're then inside but we're still trying to figure out how to open something, I go further into the huge low-lit room and find a workbench with some aspect of the code/security system. I activate it and feel my cell phone ringing/vibrating in my pocket. Of course! I set up this system to call me to ask for the code phrase! I open my phone (it's a flip phone) and try to read the code phrase which is written on a piece of paper tacked to a wall of this work area. Some sort of small cage has been dragged across the code sentence leaving a word in the middle unreadable. The letters in the other words are kind of washed out too but recognizable as words.

I walk by another tall lab bench and see several early models of lightsabers that we were working on, I "recognize" them. One of them is like a toy with a plastic blade, I turn it on and swing it around and it makes some faintly recognizable lightsaber "bzzing" sounds.

A young woman appears and is telling me that she remembers me as the guy who was always falling over slowly to the ground. I'm really embarrassed/angry about this, I tell her angrily that that was only before I was 12 years old and had yet to develop a sense of balance!

My college roomate CL appears and starts packing up some large rectangular plates. I think these were the things he was working on in the lab. Will he bring them back?

A group of people are gathered together sitting closely. One guy is sitting on a horse who is sitting on the ground. The horse has no skin and I see the fibrous muscles, dark and tough, though, like horse jerky, not bloody. "Them's are good eats!" I say, hoping the horse guy will share, I think he will.

star trek:

We're on the bridge of a Star Trek ship, there are various captains chairs. Some communication is received there is a dangerous situation. I see two people sitting on chairs, one has super long dreadlocks/tentacles for hair and is encased in a clear protective bubble. The crew must abandon ship.

I'm in an escape pod, I see a view of the ship as the escape pod detaches: it looks sort of like concentric round rings of various rocket boosters. I see this several times, I feel a jerk as the escape pod finally gets moving.

Down on the surface of an alien planet, with the group from our ship, I have a high DO view as a more experienced crew member tells about this planet, it's (something like) the "Ice Ceiling" planet. Instead of a sky there is a high ceiling and large chunks of ice can fall from it. As he says this I see a large chunk of ice fall down and cover the group.

The group is standing on top of a hill and the experienced crew member brings out the instruction manual for this planet. He reads how one should target (the aliens?"). You draw a line along each of the (triangular?) feet, then draw a line between these two and you have the sensitive spot.

In a city (on the planet?) there are large buildings. Instead of numbers for addresses they use large books of famous literature nailed to the buildings.

Back in the Star Trek ship:

Someone is speaking with Scotty, he will be leading the new Star Trek shows. I (or somebody?) asks "is that the New New shows or the Old New shows?"

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long back to sleep...yet another back to sleep success. It's hot, bed is uncomfortable, but I persevere and fall asleep.

almost WILD/start-of-dream DILD? A dream starts and I realize it's a dream and I wake up. Perhaps vivid HI. I was in some sort of building/prison, building/inspecting a fence.

09:45

3) I'm interacting with two girls from the yearbook club. Then I'm in with the entire yearbook club and there's a big song-and-dance number.

I'm observing a spy who's in disguise talking to a spy target of his. The spy has a terrible disguise: an entire set of false teeth that start falling out as he's speaking, so the row of false teeth is clearly visible in between the two rows of his real teeth.
Then there's a view of an all-white cart/truck that falls down from the sky to appear, the "fence" of the truck are like large false teeth, rectangles rounded on top.

I'm trying to stop/work a tape recorder, there is important information on the tape, I see the tape playing past the end and the tape entirely unravelling from one reel. I eventually find the stop button but it's too late. I wonder how I'm going to get the tape put back together.

I'm entering a small room and closing the door. I have my ipad with me and I'm planning a session of "personal entertainment." Then in a semi-lucid flash of inspiration I realize, "Hey, I could go get a real girl!" I leave the room start walking out ready to start the search but I wake up.

It felt like waking up from a lucid dream, but I don't think I thought I was dreaming fully so I won't count it as lucid.

Dream 1:
I thought I was hallucinating when I saw my brother vanish before my eyes, I was told that I was crazy. Should have realized I was dreaming

Dream 2:
I was fucking a beautiful DC when she turned into Reggie Watts and I was like, Oh shit, that usually doesn't happen unless I'm dreaming. I left the room and flew a little bit, everything was really dark and I could tell that I was going to wake up soon. I could feel the adrenaline that I always get in the morning. I decided to try some stuff while I was still in the dream so I made a bunch of flower pots and glass cups fly into the air. It all hovered in front of me for a few seconds before I let it fall to the ground and shatter all over the place. Done with that. I walked into the living room and noticed I was chewing on some old gum, it tasted like someone had been chewing on it for a few hours, gross. I saw my mom sitting in a chair. I asked her if she had anything that she wanted me to know and she told me that Jessica (my sister) was in danger and that she was guarding her because she had been hanging out with some bad girls that fancied a little meth. I asked her what she was talking about and the DC started to act crazy, erratic, a little bit scary. I tried to make her slow down, then speed up, then slow down. None of it worked :'( I woke up.

Lucid
DV Member
FA

5:17 AM: I am making a t-shirt for my club. I want it to feature quotes from Metallica, and I feel our members will like this. I show some designs: it is a chessboard with the words RED and BLACK stenciled on first row of squares. Writing is in red and black, lol. I know I will have to pay for this, especially to use Metallica's words and music, as they are so serious about being reimbursed (Napster!). A club member discusses the pros and cons of the project. In particular, he discusses how many people we are trying to reach are not being so due to poor storytelling skills on Sensei's part. Sensei favors good vs. evil conflicts, with good always prevailing. My club member (a WL friend) gives an example here discussing the merits of a literary work, in particular, a work in which Tannhauser (in this work, evil) has his "flesh tanned" at a Christmas dinner (some kind of medieval punishment). He then becomes a good guy and wins "the curried Christmas turkey breast" in some sort of competition (a joust, maybe) and defeats someone evil in single combat (swords). The idea is that Sensei's rigid preference for good over evil is excluding people from the club. Due to Sensei's popularity, this literary work is not nearly as damning as the club member hoped it would be. It is also expressed to me that I should use different Metallica material as this is the last time I will be combining Metallica and club slogans, for some reason (I've chosen stuff from Kill Them All but now consider whether it would be better to use Garage Inc. or And Justice for All. Multiple WL friends appear in this dream.

7:11 AM: My father and I have a heart-to-heart (day residue). He is writing a blog about President George W. Bush leaving office; president is spelled "presdent"-- I sigh at my father's poor spelling! He calls my mother and begins talking on the phone. He is trying to explain about new cellphones, but uses a lot of technical jargon to sound smart. She says, "Speak English, man!" He then suggests taking a Vicodin to "calm herself." I shake my head. He sees this and asks what is wrong. I tell him he is being really rude. He hangs up on my mom; he does not think he has been rude. I put it to him this way: "If someone told you to take drugs every time you got annoyed, you'd be pissed." He still is not getting it. "Dad, I need to say this," I say, and make it clear I don't want to be interrupted. I then have a personal conversation with my dad that I would rather not relate on the Internet!

1st fragment: I am riding my bike at my workplace. My boss is discussing new for the fiscal year with a bunch of suits outside in our courtyard. I am riding around them on my bike, not a care in the world. I am surprised at how light I feel, and jump the front tire over concrete steps and bumps. I notice that I am not riding my wife's bike, and am surprised--the tires are different. I also realize I have no helmet on and decide to be extra careful while riding. I almost fall from the bike from riding down too steep an incline, but manage to catch myself very lightly. Again, I think this amazing, but don't make the connection

2nd fragment: I am with my wife. She is hiding folded up dollar bills (day residue) in the little door of the car gas tank, for if we ever need money for gas. I begin to tell my sister where the money is, then decide not to.

FA: I feel I have woken from all of these dreams. My wife awakes, excited. "Did that really just happen!? Did I really dream that!?!?" she asks. "Tell me that was real!" She is crying happily as she gets her DJ out. I assume she has had some poignant experience and I say nothing, so that she will not be distracted and forget. She then gets up and uses the RR. I am worried she will forget her dream before writing it down; I don't want her to lose her dream and be sad.

(WBTB and WILD attempt--7:30ish)

8:29 AM: I am riding in the car with my mom on the interstate. I suddenly become cognizant that I am dreaming. I nose pinch to confirm. "Isn't it funny," I ask her, "that none of this is real?" I then nose pinch again (just to be sure--leaping from a speeding vehicle is almost never a good idea) and then open the door. The pavement and road shoulder are moving incredibly fast. I just step out, and the world slows down around me; I land safely on my feet. I manage to fly around a little bit! I get up in the air, and say "Look, I am higher! I'm higher!" Each time I say this I am lifted higher into the sky, or rather, the ground drops farther and farther away. It comes into my mind that I am tricking the dream (doh!) and the ground resumes its normal position. I am messing around with flying some more when I remember my 3-step task. I reach into my pocket and summon my cellphone; it is there. I open the lock screen and read some texts; some stuff from my dad, but all gibberish. I toss the phone away. I approach the wall of a building and phase my hand through; it passes through like a ghost, which has never happened before. I am already phasing my body through the wall, and the normal feeling of passing through jello or plasma or whatever returns

Inside is an odd shaped room--sort of bottle-necked with a square body and long-necked hallways. I can't remember exactly what occurred in this room, but I know I did not encounter any DCs or eat anything . . . lol. I see a mirror and wonder if phasing through a mirror is a task (old TotM, I believe--heard about it from podcasts). I phase through (a first for me, actually) but C/R what was on the other side. I suddenly realize I've been running about for a bit and have not seen any DCs--I forgot about my mom at this point. I leave this building and decide to summon a WL friend. "Jane (not her real name) be around this corner!" I say. I run around the brick side of the building, onto a cement patio with a picnic table. Sitting on the picnic table is my friend. She appears for a moment, and then changes into an old crush from high school. She looks really good and I almost lose it, lol. Her DC is stable, and looks exactly as she does in WL, except for dream glamour that always makes distracting DCs incredibly beautiful. We have a conversation.

"Hey (insert my WL name, lol,) it's really great to see you! you look good!" she says. She is wearing short shorts and her feet and legs are sandy, as though she's been walking at the beach. "You look good, too," I say, though I am cognizant that she is not real. She notices me oggling her and offers to have sex with me (which started out as one of my NL goals in several lucid dreams). I begin to comply, but then back away. I say, "I've been trying really hard not to get distracted during dreams, so I think I won't this time." She smiles and gives me a thumbs up. "Good job," she says, and then begins talking about her life and stuff. Admittedly I lose interest at this point and begin thinking about the tasks. I realize I should listen attentively (dream yoga and all) but then think, "I don't have time for this." I interrupt her: "What are some good lucid tasks for me to accomplish?" She sits for a moment and thinks. "How about flying?" she asks. I groan. "I'm terrible at flying." I look at her. "Do you know how?" She smiles and nods. "Show me, please!" I say. She holds out her hand and I take it and we walk out to an open area. I am very excited: I am finally going to get to advanced flying, and my crush from high school is going to teach me. Sweet! She looks up into the sky and then jumps. Nothing happens. She tries a couple more times and shrugs. I leave, annoyed, and decide to find someone who does know how to fly in this damn dream.

I run about the dream landscape, doing lots of high jumping (onto the backs of cars, up onto buildings and such). I find a hotel that seems to have people in it. I enter; it is packed with DCs. I look around at all of them: who would know how to fly? I ask one. She gives me a weird look and says she does not know how. I see a headless woman carrying a tray of something; surely a headless DC would know how to fly? I approach and ask, and she replies, "Um, I don't think I want to buy any," as though I am a salesperson. I ask a man and he looks disgustedly at me and says, "Oh, a dream question." I finally look around and shout, "Quiet!" Everyone stops talking and looks at me. There is still music and laughter coming from the ball room. "Tell them to be quiet in there too," I say (C/R if they shut up or not, lol). I say, "Who in here knows how to fly?" The DCs look around at each other. Finally a girl my age raises her hand and says, "I do." She asks me if this is the only way "Santa will bring me wings for Christmas" (A DV reference). She agrees to show me, and then proceeds to waste a lot of dream time screwing around, looking out of windows, rummaging through stuff. I keep asking her to hurry, because the dream will end soon, and she tells me to be patient or something. At some point, I begin to feel odd tactile sensations--someone brushing my hair, and tickling my body. I am not sure if these are random dream sensations or my wife trying to wake me up IRL. I move away from the area I am standing in and the sensations fade. I realize the dream will end soon and I quickly try to scan back through the events, in order to remember the dream better. As I am doing this I wake up. I think to DEILD, but then realize I will forget this dream (In all, this LD lasted about 45 minutes!)

3rd fragment: I am trying to open a car door. The handle snaps off in my hand. I flip it around and put it back on backwards; the handle works fine even though it isn't installed properly. I realize this is odd and wake up.

4th fragment: I have a somewhat lengthy dream, but am under the impression that I am merely deep in thought. In the dream, I am teaching a class on lucid dreaming. My students and I are back in the previous LD environment, with one of my WL friends leading the pack, lol, explaining what she wants to see in a dream. I look out of a window and tease them by saying, "I think I see a rat catcher!" We are walking through a beautiful wood-floor home, with many staircases and sunlit hallways. My high school crush passes again, and we meet eyes. She pats my stomach as she passes. I am suddenly aware that I am actually dreaming, and not merely deep in thought imagining myself to be dreaming, but I run out of REM time and wake up.

4 fragments: 2
3 dreams: 3
1 LD: 5

WBTB (sako!): 2
WILD (unsuccessful): 1

Basic
RC/stabilize: 1
Interact with dream character: 2
flying: 4
basic summoning: 4
Gain invulnerability: 4
Hand through object: 4
Use electronic device: 4

Advanced
Phase through object: 8

Three-step task
Summon phone, hand through object, walk through wall: 30

I am getting 73 total points. Let me know if this is not correct!

29.07.2014

A Non-Intentional Lucid Dream (Note)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Hey, everyone. I used to have a journal a few years ago, where I kept record of my lucid dreams. I only had two that I had written about and posted to Dreamviews.

Since then I haven't thought that much about Lucid Dreaming. Well, I had but I knew I was too lazy to actually be able to induce one. I tried to WILD a few times, nearly making it before backing out due to the fear of sleep paralysis. The lucid dream I had last night occurred randomly. It started off as an ordinary dream.

It started with me walking around one of my old apartments I used to live in. My mom came up to me and told me that a girl was on her way to see me. (This girl is an aquaintance to me in real life.)

I asked why, and she looked at me perplexed and told me that we were in a relationship. For some reason I didn't believe it, and went outside to try and clear up my confusion. (Usually, I would've just gone with it. So I must've been somewhat aware for some reason.)

The outside consisted of my hometown. All the buildings were there, all the convenience stores and whatnot, so everything was very convincing. But I decided to step out onto the street. My plan was to get hit by a car. I stood there and waited for minutes, but a car never showed up. That's when I understood that this was a dream. That was also the point I became aware of my surroundings and turned this ordinary dream into a lucid dream.

As I became aware the world around me looked so much more real in my eyes. It's amazing how real dreams can look when you're lucid. You could almost spend your entire time observing the enviroment. However, seeing as I don't have lucid dreams that often I decided to see what I could pull off.

I tried to keep my cool, because I knew how fragile dreams could be once the person in it becomes aware. I walked around the sidewalk beside the road and observed the dream characters. I saw a few of them walk around in an everyday fashion, and I approached one of them. It was a man. I pointed at him and said "Take him away." and he simply vanished. I meant him no harm, seeing as I was just trying out my abilities as I had read them on DV. I was trying to find out what I could and couldn't do.

Afterwards my vision started to blur. I knew what this was, I was about to wake up. I thought of ways to stabilize the dream so I could continue my lucid dream. I tried spinning in one of my other lucid dreams a long time ago, but it didn't help. So instead, I grabbed hold of a sign nearby and just held on to it for a while. I could feel it like it was actually there, and my dream started to stabilize itself again. (This was another trick I learned on DV, touching things in your surroundings during the time you're aware can help stabilize the dream you're in and prolong your state of ludicity.)

I returned to trying to test my abilities. I thought about my options for the time being, and I came up with the idea of creating dream characters instead of getting rid of them. I decided to start with characters based on people I actually know in real life. I started with the girl who was supposed to be my girlfriend in the dream to begin with, and I also made a former crush of mine appear as well. I started off by asking the girl with the plot line related to my dream if she liked me. She told me she didn't, and that she had another person she liked.

I then had a moral dilemma with myself. Could I really trust the words of my own creations? Aren't the dream characters just projections of myself and my subconcious. Truthfully, I didn't know. (I'm not too educated on the inner workings of Lucid Dreaming at all.)

Afterwards, I briefly stared at my former crush and decided it would be best not to ask her anything. So I moved on and started creating more dream characters just for fun. I created one based on a rapper I enjoy listening to. I didn't ask him anything, but I was pleased with the results. I toyed around with the idea of creating my own subconscious and asking him questions, but came to the conclusion that I probably wasn't ready for that yet. I also contemplated trying to fly, as I knew a lot of lucid dreamers end up trying to master the art of flying around their dreamscapes. But I didn't want to fail and wake myself up.

That's when I came up with an interesting idea. I couldn't trust the responses of characters based on people I actually know in real life, but what if I created someone that could give me advice that's just an normal dream character?

I then asked to make someone appear that could give me advice. I turned around to see an Asian man standing adjacent to me. I asked him if he had any advice for me. He nodded and spoke to me. (I don't remember his actual quote, it was very wordy. I couldn't remember it at all when I woke up. But this is what I believe he said, in my own interpretation.)

He said "Don't try to find something because it will not work that way. Just let it happen."

(To be honest, it's a little too vague for me to interpret on my own as it could apply to many things in life. So it's a little difficult to narrow it down to anything specific.)


Afterwards, I got so excited that I woke myself up. I enjoyed this dream a lot. It's been a long time since I've had a actual lucid dream to this calibur. I hope I can document many more of them in the future.

It started with two of my friends and I walking down a path. To the left of the path we were at the bottom of a really steep cliff and to the right of us we were at the top of another really steep cliff. Both the ground and cliffs were purpleish brown. As we walked along the path, we had to kill all the animals along the way. There were things like elephants, rabid dogs, and small rhinoceroses. We did it with a sense of nobility, so I guess they were evil or something. About halfway along the path we found another one of my friends and she joined our group. She didn't seem to want to kill anything, though; I never saw her kill anything, at least. One we reached the end of the cliff, the dream jumped all of us into a jungle somewhere. It wasn't a straight path, but our goal was the same: kill all animals. We all decided to split up; we could get them all faster that way. We left the female friend on her own, I guess it didn't really matter because the animals didn't attack us unless we attacked them. After killing a rhino, I found a bunch of trees covering something very large. The female friend was heading in to investigate, so I figured I should go with her. As it would turn out, there was a giant elephant inside there. It didn't attack us (as per usual), so I decided to climb on its back and start attacking its head. After I started attacking, it couldn't do much in retaliation given where I was standing. It was taking a really long time though (The female friend disappeared from the dream at this point). One of my friends jumped on on the back with me and tried helping. Eventually, the elephants' head fell off onto its back with us and turned into a small puppy. My friend said that the only way to truly kill it was to kill this puppy. I was just kinda going with it. I held it down and he pulled out one of those things that you use t measure heat in meat whilst cooking(?) and cut its side open. I woke up before anything else could happen.
Jeez, both dreams I've recorded so far have a dark twist. Can't I just have one that's all happy 'n stuff? Sorry for not uploading yesterday, my reason being quite simple: I didn't go to sleep yesterday. Sometimes when I'm writing something I don't end up going to bed. It doesn't really matter, I slept a lot tonight.
I really am enjoying writing these, they are sparking some creative outlets. I think I want to continue keeping a dream journal for a little while longer before trying to have a full out LD.

July 29, 2014 8:58 AM **Includes notes at the bottom**

Rating: 4/5

3MG melatonin taken before falling asleep at 1:30 AM~ish

+The First dream I can remember starts out walking out of an amusement park somewhere at night, im walking down a sidewalk with my brother and we come across and old building with a archway that leads into a open area surrounded by the building. looking down into the "courtyard" I see a lot of half rusted shipping containers places around various spots on the ground. this place looks like it has not been used in a while. so we decide to walk through the red brick archway to the container yard. the whole building is an old factory style building, its made of almost entirely brick,has a lot of metal staircases, and small window panes put together to make a big window. after entering through the archway, immediately on out left is a old metal staircase. I decide to go up it. I am trying to be quiet as possible but the stairs make a loud creaking sound with every step up. finally after making it up the the top,i can either go across the top of the brick archway to one side, or to the right through a little door into another room, or take the staircase to the right of the metal staircase down onto the first floor of the building. I decide to look through the little doorway to the right. its it short, and has a cheap wooden frame around it. looking through it I see there is no floor in there, just some boards for building support, below i can see a staircase to the basement. i also see a briefcase on a shelf across from where the doorway is i am looking through. at this point, a man and woman join me in trying to get this briefcase. i get close to knocking it down but cant, then the woman trys to and she ends up knocking it down to the stair case below. I can see it from up here and decide to go down to look for it. The man has already decided he will go look for it before i go and try. I click on my bright flashlight and walk down the first flight of stair that were to the right of the outside metal stairs, though a dark hallway with rooms on the left to the staircase that i could see above from the little doorway. the staircase is barely visible, its covered in either dust or sand so much that it looks like a slope, but i barely make out each step. I go near the bottom and realize the briefcase i no longer there and i stop instantly in my tracks. i look straight ahead and see the basement goes off to the right but i feel to afraid to look what it back there. it is completely silent and im standing in the basement entry. i yell out to the two people who are with me to make sure they are alright, but i get no response i slowly head had up the stairs back into the hall way when i get attacked by some people, i go into the nearby room i saw earlier and there is the man fighting as well as me now, fighting a group of people i suppose want the briefcase as well. i use the strobe effect on my flashlight to make it hard to see and bash em on the side of my head with the light and we start knocking the guys out but two more go through the doorway, a different man and woman, the woman attacks me and pins me down but my fried helps knock her off while i proceed to hit here with the light and soon she is out cold, as well as the other guy my friend was fighting. at the end of the right, the woman with us comes down with the briefcase saying something like jeez guys why was this hard to get? and me and my friend just look at each other and laugh while she walks out the doorway.


+this dream is more fragmented, I am in some sort of vacation home out in the woods with my family. from where it starts, I am in a hallway in our house, with bedroom doors on the wall behind me, and windows on the wall in front of me. the floors are faded wooden plank floor and the walls are whit. there is a nice breeze coming in trough the window, and outside the window immediately is a pond. In fact, the house is built slightly over this pond. i have a hot dog on a bun in my hand, and i put it in the water to see if it will catch something, but then something does end up taking it, something small and definitely not a fish. I decide to grab another one and head outside to a walk way beside the pond. it is a nice sunny day out but the sun is getting ready to start setting soon. i can see flower gardens behind white walls, and of course the pond. i walk over to the side of the pond from the walkway and put the food in the water again, this time standing in the water. now i can feel a bunch of little things grabbing my ankles trying to pull me down, and i quickly pull out my knife and cut at whatever is pulling me down and get back on the walkway with a prt in my hand i cut off to see what it is. it is a little light blue, transparent hand they looks like those sticky rubber hands you win in real life as cheap arcade prizes. I eventually end up making peace with the little blue people, and walk away over to a pool, when i hear my parents say its time to go inside. so i'm cleaning stuff around the pool and start heading in when the dream ends.


Side Notes: The melatonin seems to be giving me a few longer dreams that are generally pretty easy to recall at least one almost fully. most dreams seem to be at night but i think since i started ADA and have been becoming more aware of daytime settings rather than night because just of time to do it happens mostly during he day, more dreams seem to be during the day than usual. still waiting for my second lucid dream. i want to try and construct buildings, and talk to some dream characters and learn a bit more of how they function. anyway, a possible dream sign, if you have been reading my entries you may have noticed, i'm usually exploring some sort of vacant or abandoned building. never really in populated buildings.

Dream - Lucid

I was either at Kohl's or my new job. I'm pretty sure it was Kohl's. A girl I worked with there, Whitney, had just broken up with her girlfriend/fiance', Candace. I thought that was strange, because I had seen on Facebook that they had just gotten engaged. It had been Whitney's decision to break it off, and Candace was sad.

I saw them walking around the store at different times. This happened for a good bit of the dream. I could sense Candace's sadness, and Whitney's sadness yet her sense of knowing that she did the right thing.

I was then in I guess what was supposed to be the break room, when Matthew, my friend Rachel's brother, asked his manager if he could talk to him in private (was definitely at my new job now). I knew Matthew was in trouble for something, but he was going to stand up for himself. The room in which they went to speak in private resembled a study room from my old college's library; it had windows where you could see into it, and a long table with chairs. I heard the manager yelling from outside. I looked in and saw him yelling. He then requested that Matthew step outside. He did, and stood outside the door against the wall as the manager yelled at his coworkers. I guess Matthew was not included in getting in trouble.

~

My mom and I, Andrew and Misty, and some other people whom I don't know IWL were all getting ready to go on a vacation to Florida. We were all in my family's garage, making final preparations. One of the people was on the phone, and hung up, saying that his wife and him just split up. Wow, they had just been fine, and now they were divorcing. In fact, she had been there with him. She had been standing there with a baseball cap on. The man was still there to go on vacation, though.

Then, we were all in my family's porch, which was our vehicle. One of the people there, a woman, had just been diagnosed as being a carrier of "fungal meningitis". Some people walked in with flesh-colored surgical face masks on. I considered this, thinking that this is something that I should have done. Then, some of my friends walked in, Rachel being one of them, and they had these weird face masks on that looked like they were taped to their faces with masking tape. They had a red piece in the middle, which went into their mouths. They used it to breathe through. It must have been some sort of filter. I hoped that I did not contract this lady's fungal meningitis.

Then, we were on the road in the porch. We hadn't gotten far when I realized I had forgotten my Kindle. I asked if we could go back for it, and we turned around.
"At least we haven't gotten very far," I said.

Then, I heard that Andrew and Misty got into a fight and may get a divorce, or something like that. At some point, I was thinking about their little girls. I then "remembered" someone, I think Misty, had had a miscarriage.

I was then sitting on the love seat that my family has in the porch IWL. Andrew had gotten us pizza to eat for the trip, but we had to ration in, because that is all we were getting for the long drive. I got up and got two slices, and sat back down. I wondered if it was ok for me to take two. A teenage boy then sat next to me. We talked, but I don't remember what we talked about.

My recall is rather patchy, but I did have a small lucid dream!
Somehow I had prepared myself only for becoming lucid and merrily ignored making any actual plans for if it works, though..
After the lucid, which was early, I did a WBTB, but had no further one from that.
I am astonished again about so much weirdness and bizarre happenings in my NLDs - I'm usually rather a boring dreamer - having to deal with all sorts of troubles, but rather mundane ones - not so at the moment, except the last one...

#1 LD: I felt bouncy, been running in a forest, and then there came along a lake and seeing it, I knew, that I was dreaming - so I float over the lake. Concerning quality - my all time troubles - optics were very good, but I didn't check for small details - just took in the beautiful landscape, which didn't disappear or change from getting lucid, like it often does. Because of the hovering, I didn't try haptics - maybe that's a reason for lack of realism in my dreams - that I almost always start hovering or flying right from the start. Could have touched myself of course, didn't think of it - but I have been running into complications with that in the past and wanted to steer clear of this anyway...

I wasn't very lucid, very low and patchy real-life memory access - I hovered there, and the comp came to my mind, but the only thing I knew, was that I am supposed to do something with my hand (first three-stepper - hand through solid object).
No RC - I usually don't RC, and it didn't come to my mind, but since I took a good look around and at my arm and all was stable, and usually it's not so nice - I would say, I stabilized this dream.

And what did I do? I tried to partially transform - my right arm and hand into the neck and head of a swan. Why I thought, this would be a good idea - I really couldn't say... This worked up to a degree - not sure, if it counts, but I grew myself some white fur/feather mix and my hand was in one piece, fingers melted together and approximately looking like a head with beak.
This took a lot of concentration, and I must have lost lucidity in the process, because trying to manifest eyes into it was the last I have a clear memory of...
Shame - would I have had four eyes to see with, if it had worked just a bit further?!
At least it was a bit more impressive than my last attempt at transformation - back then the goal was an Arctic wolf and all I had was a bit of white fur back then - this was way better, even if it sounds similarly weak...

#1 Dream: I was on a balcony in former East Berlin, but nowadays, with a woman and we were intently trying to understand what Kim Jong-Sun (the dead one) was preaching with an old radio-receiver - Germany had been invaded by North Korea and the reason, we could get news at all was that there was a communist radio station left over from the formerly UDSSR held East Germany times. We knew that the rest of Germany like Bavaria had no clue, no "historic radio" there, and we thought about how we could inform all the public.
But then Jong-Sun manifested on our balcony - an irate small wiry man shouting all the time, and starting to shout down from our balcony in person. German, I think, but I can't remember a thing of it.

#2 Dream: This surely comes from watching the HBO series "The Wire" from DVD at the moment - highly recommended! Anyway - lots of junkies of various flavours came to dwell in this dream of mine, one even an actual one from the series...
It was so - I had a new flat, just moved in - dream-sign - but it wasn't completely separated from the rest of the house - there were lots of aisles and doors and connections and the house was squatted with maybe 20 junkies as I found out later.
First there was a little boy, who wanted to hide at my place from two guys, of whom he had stolen their weed - I'm not exactly sure, how it came about, but I befriended these two, and they introduced me to the rest of the pack, of whom I hadn't been aware, when moving in. In the end I helped them going undetected by the police and tried to generally help with health and stuff... Quite some misery in that dream - but some beautiful camaraderie, too.

#3 Dream: I make this a dream, since I have at least two fragments of it. The other dreams have loads of stuff in between and around of what I wrote - this one is just that and silly to boot. I was back in school and for sports we had a project to practice for some sort of ballet-like performance - when I showed up, wearing a swim-suit, like we had to, the teacher took out a measuring-tape and measured my lower leg's circumference and lauded me for having lost weight! Before going there, I was with somebody in my room, searching for a suitable bag where I could put in all that I needed, or thought, I might need, and still put it over my head and shoulder, if you know what I mean. This took a while and for one thing - I had the most beautiful bags there - and secondly it was a real hassle, my stuff was all over the place, in different bags, needed to get collected together. Another big dream-sign - packing/repacking/schlepping stuff around the place with bags/rucksacks...

#1 Fragment: My mother hadn't sold all of our real estate and house, like she did irl, but there was a little bit of meadow left, and I was planning to build myself a small hut or something on it. Another dream-sign - this house and real estate - I miss it a lot. Funny thing is, that I caught it as a dream-sign several times to get lucid - but my unconscious mind seems to have found to the insight, that it doesn't exist any more, and it's ever retreating now...


Soo - now for this night there's going to be a lucid plan of action!!

Last night bed 9pm-3:35am

Bunch of dreams:

- going down a hole in the grund, throwing dirt on bad people on the bottom
- fighting an ogre

- bunch of other stuff

- vacationing with Ophelia - we are laying on lounge chairs, bare legs, when alarm wakes me up : (

I dreamt that I was working for Christian Bale who was Dracula and thought I wasn't aware. I invited a girl friend over and I was telling her about Bale and how odd he was. We went to the wine cellar room and I read her some of his poetry then bam! We see him hiding in the dark, coming out from the shadows. I walked over to him and scolded him for being a sneaky bastard. Then we all went up to the balcony and sat at this small round table. We had some wine and I told him that I wouldn't be able to work for him in the the summer. He was cool with it(or so I thought) and then asked if we wanted pizza. The next thing I know, I was in bed with him and my friend (it was honestly like that scene in American Psycho where he wanted those two girls to make out) and I knew I was done for. I thought he was going to kill me but he decided to turn me into a vampire instead. I remember feeling really angry because I didn't want the power of immortality.

We were in a place that looks like a school field, with buildings around. It could very well be Legazpi Active Park. We were fighting zombies, or something like them.

We were using weapons that require a touch phone to activate. I verbally gave the visual positions of enemies to allies, i.e. one at 8 o'clock and one at 10 o'clock. They were moving around. The others used their weapons but mine is taking time to activate. One enemy sneered at me (imagine a zombie sneering). I tried one last time but nothing.

I found out (later?) that we can actually "change" our weapon. Mine was a scythe of some sort. I decided to change it (via the touch phone) to something else. I found, as we were escaping, that a passive shield would be more useful. Somehow though, I had someone else use it and just include me in the shield. It was a young girl. We all ran to escape.

Talking to allies about the "abominations". Turned out they can think (residue of watching Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs 2?). One ally strongly defended one (looks like the Bernardo Carpio giant in Skyworld) when another questioned its motives. Something about the color (blue and white?) of its exterior showing its true nature (heroic?). It seems that these creatures were once humans.

I saw a scene where some women asked human-like creatures (male to androgynous) for something like a drug that transforms them into powerful creatures. There were three women (I think). Two of them enjoyed the drug. The last one, long wavy hair, was grateful and kept the leaves (huge laurel leaves) in a sealed plastic and put it in her pocket, saying something like she's saving two for her two children. Something about surviving or escaping. The creatures/aliens didn't seem to care what they were used for.

NOTES:

Slept 7 a.m. to 12 nn
Meditated (didn't finish) before sleeping
Was watching A Beautiful Mind, Gravity and Cloudy 2 earlier