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I find myself in the middle of a suburb street at night. My mp3 and external hard drive are on the skeletal remains of a bus in the street. I was pulling something like a bike on to the grass. My music's playing from the mp3 player and I notice someone making their way to it so I beeline to the remains of the bus in order to grab it first but the person gets it first. And it's a big dude.

We have a "give me that", "no", war for a bit, but eventually he fumbles and I take it from his hands. He makes fun of my purple phone case and I reply with "Oh, do you want to know where I got it? Well, I forgot!" Very playfully, and I really did forget. This kind of playful mockery continues until I drag TB into it, and say he doesn't want to be in the middle of it, but then he does some quick punches and jabs in the air, showing off. A second guy appears and I leave to block the first guy from taking pictures of TB who is a Zen Boxer. When I return TB is playing a "Zen Game" which consists of him killing random cartoonish people on the screen. I awake with a certain anxiety I'm not quite able to place.

Side note: TB is someone from my elementary school whom I only see on FB now and haven't talked to in over a decade. This isn't the first time he's appeared in my dreams as some tributary character. I should note his appearance as a dream sign.

- Souls or spirits coming to me for help or helping me, and/or trying to take advantage of me or invade me

- Terror, anxiety, and/or rushing

- Tidal waves and tornadoes

- Being stalked with murderous intent

- People and animals from my past

- Spiritual bliss / channeling / meditating / healing / overwhelming beauty and a feeling of my heart opening

-Extraordinarily (somewhat glowing) vibrant colors, especially in nature and spiritual symbols (usually when experiencing that blissful feeling, sometimes when interacting with souls or spirits)

I imagine these will change since I haven’t kept records of a lot of my dreams and these are somewhat based on the dreams that were significant enough to me to remember.

(And hi everyone, I'm new here.)

I have really awfull dream recall. This is one of the longest dreams i recalled in weeks even tho i forgot 80 % of it.
It's mostly fragments really..

I had a long vivid dream wich i don't recall. I wrote down in my notebook it was about a girl i kind of like and me and a boy where fighting over her. I only recall a tiger coming out of nowhere and startling me awake.
I took a piss went back to bed and attempted to WILD, no luck .

Like most of my dreams im in a school-like enviroment. I remember seeing stacked beds around me, me lying in one of them. so it might have been a school camp instead.

The next thing i recall is that its mid day and sunny again. I talked with a muslim girl i know from my real school .

Next up there are about 20 half naked girls lying on the floor and me and some guys (unclear who they where) where playing a game with them. We walk trough the girls and if you like a girl you put a piece of chocolate in their mouth and break it. If you don't like a girl you put a piece of chocolate in their butthole and break it. WTF?! whose idea was this

I remember dutch top model Doutzen Kroes was chilling in my bed aswell.

Okay, tried to take a nap again today with my son. The reverse blinking is working for me, I'm not even sure if I'm doing it the way that was suggested. What happend to me was well for one, it made my eyes feel tired and heavy, which helped me focus on laying still. I've noticed that if I lay still ,without moving, for at least 5 minutes, I will start to feel pinpricks and just strange sensations of something crawling on me. If I don't react to these and sit through them, I slowly feel my body falling asleep and start to get the imagery.

I had another vision but I think it was starting to become a dream. It was of T and it was as if he had already come home from work and was talking to me about something very excitedly. I know I wasn't fully asleep because, like before (2 or 3 entries ago,) I could still hear the hum of my air purifier and the TV. But I had a mental image of T talking to me.

I think I'm on to something that works for me. =) Very excited.

I used a member's advice and tried something called ADA if i remember correctly which should stand for "All day awareness". There has to be some truth to it since i havn't had a lucid in almost 3 weeks, and last night i get one after just briefly trying ADA. It was a very brief dream, and is probably shorter than this informative part here in the beginning but the lucidity is what i was happy about.

Lucidity-5
Vividness-4

I'm driving a car down a road. Everything seems to be normal. It's my car and it feels just like normal. I start to question reality like i sometimes do. A reality check and... I'm lucid. I continue driving along the road. I can't believe it's a lucid dream after my long dry streak. I literally have a hard time believing it for several seconds while i'm driving, but a few reality checks put some perspective on my situation. I immediately decide for some fun. I run into the other lane halfway and make oncoming cars quickly pull off the side of the road. Some crash, but i don't really look. Then the car goes into a 3rd person view that i'm still controlling. I decide to drive around for a while.

Eventually other things happened while i was lucid, but i just can't remember.

[This is a catchup post. This dream is from the night of April 8-9, 2011.]

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in my current bedroom. I have my mom's purse, and I'm on my way to take it out to the living room and put it on the cedar chest, where it goes. I think I must have just woken up normally, so as I walk to the living room, I'm thinking something like, If this is the real world, then that's fine. But if this is a dream...

By the time I get out into the living room, I've figured out that it is a dream. No specific trigger or dream sign tells me this; I just recognize the feel of the world around me, and what it feels like to be in a dream. I set my mom's purse down on the floor next to the cedar chest and turn to walk out the front door. As I move my hand away from the purse after letting go, I can see that no part of the purse or its strap is touching my hand, and yet I feel resistance on my hand, as if the strap were caught on my wrist. I realize, I can't just carelessly set it down and walk away, like in the real world. I have to think that I'm setting it down. My mind is controlling everything, and I didn't think about wanting to put it down, so it feels like I still have it. So I consciously think about letting go of the purse, and the feeling of the strap goes away.

I turn my attention to the front door. The main door is open, but the screen door is closed. It's a beautiful, sunny day outside. "This screen door..." I say to myself. I decide to take this opportunity to work on my goal of becoming intangible and walking through things. I concentrate on the ideas that door is not solid when I will it not to be, because this is a dream, and I am able to pass through it, and start walking through it. It works! I get part of the way through it, but I'm so pleased to find that it's working that it takes some of my concentration away from those ideas, which immediately causes the door to become solid again. I end up with the door stuck around the middle of my body. The door is now parallel to the ground, and my body is sticking through the hole I've created in the middle of the door. I can feel the ends of the metal wires poking me in the stomach and back. I feel very silly.

I give up on that for now and decide to just go flying again, since I know I'm good at that and it's fun. I turn back toward the interior of the house, take a step inside, and kick off the floor with my ankles, like always. I launch myself toward the ceiling and find I can easily stay up there, flying just under it in a lazy arc. I laugh out loud, feeling contented, pleased with myself, and so happy to be back in another lucid dream.

[Dreamskip.] My mom and I are riding on a train through our old town. The train runs along Church Street, which is lined with very large, elaborate church buildings in a variety of different architectural styles. [In real life, that street only has one, fairly small church building on it.] Some of the churches are still open, but others are empty and closed, and still others are now being used for other purposes. One of them is now a Ralphs grocery store. My mom says something about how our church is still open, even though several of these are closed.

The train comes to a stop. I say, “Isn't this our stop?” [I think I was still aware that I was dreaming throughout all this, but it completely didn't occur to me to do anything other than follow along with the dream plot.] We get off the train and walk through the high-ceilinged train station until we get to the entrance of a bird exhibit. The exhibit consists of a series of crooked, jointed tubes through which visitors have to climb upwards. There are chains hanging down from the ceiling of the tube near the entrance. There are windows in the tubes so that you can see out into the birds' habitat.

I start climbing up into the tubes. There is a guy climbing in front of me. There are lots of small handles attached to the walls in convenient locations for climbers to grab on to. As I climb, I notice that one of my hands [my right, I think] is partially numb. My ring and pinky fingers, especially, feel like they've fallen asleep. This makes it more difficult to get a solid grip on the handles with that hand, so I have to rely more on my left hand and arm.

[Dreamskip.] I'm now in this shop/museum exhibit place. I see a procession of people leave the room through one exit, including Willy Wonka as portrayed by Gene Wilder. I turn back to the interior of the shop, and see that my mom is at the checkout counter, buying something. There are several other people gathered around it. I ask an employee standing in the middle of the shop for directions to the exit. She makes a sarcastic reference to flying to get there. I reply, “Besides that.” She gives me directions to another exit. I follow her directions into another room of the shop. [At some point during this sequence, I don't remember when,] I see a page with lines from a musical written on it.

[Dreamskip.] I'm flying through an area where there are a whole bunch of big rectangular swimming pools, each with giant humanoid robots designed to look like sports players standing at either end of the pool.

[Dreamskip.] I'm flying up into space, flying backward and watching the view of the Earth below me. I go up high enough that I can see the entire round Earth at once. Then I decide to start going back down again. As I do so, I pass through a field of light-brown, rocky asteroids that surround the Earth. I see the ground getting closer and closer as I descend. I'm heading toward the center of North America.

I end up someplace in Kansas. I find myself in a large room with a bunch of other young women, all of whom are wearing old-fashioned green-and-white dresses with aprons. I tie a green cloth around my waist in an attempt to blend in with the crowd. A white pattern appears on the cloth as I watch.

The group of young women walks out of the room, and I go with them. The room proves to be underground; we exit it and go outside by walking up a sloping tunnel into the sunlight. When we get outside, I see that we're in a very well-done historical theme park with a richly detailed environment. I decide to start flying again, and I fly over the theme park, admiring the view of it from up high.

[Fragment – not sure where in the sequence this was, but I remember dreaming it.] I'm in the ocean, with waves moving around me. The waves are washing me up on to a shore. I think, Oh, crap. Is this the shore of my own subconscious? [I don't remember what came next, though.]

[The next thing I remember,] I find myself back at the area with the pools and the giant robots, still flying. I fly up in front of a robot who looks like a giant football player. He throws a football to me, and I try to catch it, but miss. He says something like, “That would have been complete for 10 yards!” I answer in a smart-alecky tone, “Yeah, it would have been complete... if my feet were on the ground!”

[Dreamskip.] I'm now in an airplane hangar, still flying. The hangar has very large windows that can't be opened. I decide to try to fly through them. I succeed.

“Holy s***! I did it!” I exclaim aloud. I've finally successfully gone through a solid object without leaving a hole in it! I'm very excited and pleased.

I fly around a bit more outside. I see that the hangar is one of many like it, all painted tan on the outside and all built in a big, dusty lot.

I woke up to discover that I'd fallen asleep with my forearms still resting against my ribcage, thus cutting off most of the circulation to my right hand and forearm. I realized that in the dream, when I had been climbing and noticed that one of my hands felt partially numb, it must have been because of the sense data coming through from my real body.

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Side notes:

Wow! This was a really long, elaborate lucid. The dreams that I remember probably lasted a total of between 15 and 30 minutes. I accomplished this via two means:
- setting a WBTB alarm for about 6 hours after I'd gone to bed and staying up for about 5 minutes, reading entries in my paper DJ
- MILDing for longer and with more tenacity than I have been lately, using phrases that included "I will have a lucid dream tonight," "When I'm dreaming, I realize that I'm dreaming," and "I bring awareness and clarity into my dreams."

When I woke up and was recalling my dreams, I made a connection that I hadn't made while I was dreaming: I've passed partway into mirrors in dreams on two separate occasions before. I always know that they're going to be intangible to me, and they always are. Mental techniques and expectations similar to the ones that have allowed me to pass through mirrors should also allow me to pass through other solid things, like walls. In fact, going through the screen door worked similarly: I knew that it would be intangible to me, at least when I first set out to go through it. In the future, I just need to sustain that thought/belief/knowledge for long enough to get all the way through the object.

Note: I went to bed dead tired last night, so I got a terrible dream recall.

Dreams:

1: My english teacher told my class about the new grades( Sweden will introduce a new grade system this year IRL but I will get those grades in 1½ year.) She told us that my class would get them today. She also told us that it was hard to get high grades. Even the ones that have got an A in the old grades would get an D. She told me later that I was about to get an E.

2: I fucked a girl in a classroom. After a while someone came in, and told me that the girl that I fucked was older than me, and that she will get charge for rape.

3: I was in a classroom and had a lesson. Suddenly I see my firend who look realy badass(In the dream.) She introduce me to her twin( She dosen't have a twin IRL.)

Lucid = orange

Background info: Previous to this I had had a dream where I was in my old school again. I don't remember too much of it but the last thing I was doing was flying around the lower school playground showing off to a younger friend of mine, and messing around with 'fly boxes' as we called them, which were basically those things you hold on to and they lift you in the air. Then I woke up during this.

I'm not sure what happened next. I either did a WILD or achieved a DEILD. Basically as I was going back to sleep I got those memory impression things (I was conscious, too) which happen when you're drifting off, although one of them suddenly turned consistent (if you get what I mean) and I found I was in a dream and not trying to go to sleep any more.

I'm back in the same place I was before, only everybody has gone and I'm alone standing on top of room 26 in the lower school playground. I crouch down quite surprised at the fact I just managed whatever it was I just did and start taking in note of what I can to ground my lucidity, e.g. what I can see around me, what the floor and my hands feel like, what I can hear around me, etc.
When I think I'm planted firmly enough into the dream I decide what I'm going to do. I was flying around last time so I decide I'm going to go down that road this time, and remember I wanted to go to the Moon at some point. There was something about where I was that I didn't like, as well. I think it was a noise. It made me feel a little scared but I just dismissed it and continued with my intentions. I then jumped up and found myself hovering in the air and then tried to get higher by flapping my arms but it was a little hard to move them. I then recalled that anything can be done purely by will, so I took note of that fact and didn't worry about my arms in case I woke up or something and just willed myself up, and sure enough, I started soaring into the air very fast until I found myself looking down on planet Earth with the Moon in sight.

At this point I found it harder to proceed and was starting to slip back into the Earth, but I just dismissed that and willed myself harder to go forward, and I was then speeding towards the Moon.
Upon entry, it was rather strange, as I was descending through darkness and a forest of trees. I kind of felt uncomfortable here, as I was in an alien place to me in which I could barely see, but I just reassured myself it would be fine as I was only dreaming.
When I finally landed, the first thing I saw were dozens of strange looking giraffes just wandering about. I heard a voice too, which said something like ''Now you can claim your own (can't remember the name)'' but basically these Giraffes weren't actually Giraffes but something else. My surroundings were rather swamp like, sort of like Dagobah in Star Wars but more lit up, and there were more creatures roaming past me as well, including various dinosaurs such as raptors and t-rex's.
After a while I decided I didn't like this place and wanted to go back to Earth, so I started flying up. On the way I was joined by a couple of huge flying dinosaurs which unnerved me and I tried to get past them as quick as possible. However, things didn't go to plan and one of them decided to swallow me whole.

I then 'woke up', although it was actually a false awakening. I didn't register that though and lost lucidity.

The next dream(s) are just random bits I can remember which happened afterwards:

I'm at my older sister Leah's house (although it's not actually her house, but a random one). She's set up some DOOM style game for me and a couple of others. There's also loads of food darted about which we're free to eat as much of as we'd like. We all have pistols, and our job is to take out the boss in the kitchen or something (which I think was a cat). I recall trying to find a better gun, e.g the shotgun, all the way through but I had no luck. The end result was that we couldn't defeat the boss.

I'm on an awesome looking motorbike randomly on a motorway with no recollection as to how I obtained the bike and how I got there in the first place, where I am, and where I'm going. I'm not really too worried though, because I have a hearthstone in my bag which is stationed at Leah's house.
Note: A hearthstone is an item in World of Warcraft which teleports you to your 'home' which you set yourself.
With that in mind I just set off on where the road is going to take me on this amazing bike going really fast. It was a little sketchy because I don't know how to drive but that wasn't too much of a problem. After a long stretch of road and a roundabout the bike started packing up a bit so I was looking for a place to turn in, and found one. Open entering, I saw a group of youth from church and my younger sister Tabitha was with them. They were just standing/sitting around outside a large door, all dressed smartly. It looked like a wedding was going on and I assumed it was for Becky. I pull over still with all the abnormality of what's happened to me in my mind and ask Sarah if I'm dreaming or not. She tells me I am, which surprises me, and I don't fully believe her. I ask her again. She gives me the same answer. Then my friend Ben comes out of the blue and I ask him the same question; he says I'm not. At this point I'm really confused and do 2 reality checks. Both indicate that I'm not dreaming, so I assume he's right (I'm such a dickwad, seriously ).
So yeah, I then ask him about the bike and tell him how I randomly obtained it and that I'm scared I might have stolen it from somebody. He then tells me ''Don't worry, Sam. I bought it for you.''
Note: Ben was always giving me stuff during school, he was an awesome friend.
We then get into conversation about it and I wake up during the midst of it.

Dream Graduation

I’m in school. Graduation is getting set up RIGHT NOW. Hallways are empty except me and a few other “left overs” who can’t graduate for whatever reason. I have a bottle of wine in my hand and start running and screaming: look at me! A cup manifests and I pour it, chugging the bottle and then the cup, bottle then the cup until I’m in the rotunda, drunk and everyone’s looking at me.

I follow some other left overs through dusty abandoned hallways so Mrs. L doesn’t see us and find us out. We all have this plan to graduate anyway so we go way up into the theater storage attic and try our best to hide ourselves. Me under a big blanket with someone and I’m drunk and my eyesight is like that of when I’m so tired I can’t keep my lids awake. So for most of it I do have my eyes closed and just listen under a blanket stacked on top of theater props so I almost touch the ceiling.

Someone tries to peep into the hallway and a little Asian girl who ate all her hair off (really) is the “hall monitor” for graduation sees that someone. She sends in this bulky girl, a real bully. She’s got a trick. She pulls the first kid she sees to her and licks that student’s lip, touches it and then taps her temple. She screams and falls down, not dead but just painful. She does another little trick to someone (pulls their lip ring over their nose!) and says she won’t tell Mrs. L. She’s gonna leave but first wants to show off another trick, looking for someone she pulls me over to her! No way, I hate pain (who doesn’t); she spins my chin into a tight spiral and every time I un-spin it a little, shit it hurts. But someone tells me there’s a trick to her trick and just un-spin it all at once: I do, and I feel just a little tug and I’m okay.

A few of us go further into the attic and we find that there’s a desk and under the desk is nothing, it’s a free-fall to the ice arena where they graduate so you can watch the whole thing. They’re almost ready! A teacher, Mrs. Smith (4’7 or something small!) sees us peeping and comes marching over. We all run out of the attic, oh too late, and Mrs. L is standing waiting for us.

She’s a lovely lady sometimes and says we can all graduate, so everyone puts their gowns on. I don’t have one. At the final door to the ice arena, its time to graduate, I don’t have a gown, but there’s a box with a white Freshman gown. I’m a sophomore in my dream (hey wait, why were all the different classes graduating instead of just the seniors!) and our color is green, so I’m a bit embarrassed. We walk out and I run over to Autumn so she can take my picture (it’s mandatory). When I get over to my class, they’re all wearing white and I’m the only one wearing green.


Lucid Awakening

I’m downtown, walking in a little drizzle. I plan on going to the community market to volunteer when I see a little nook between buildings with a candy store built in. It doesn’t have a door or a cashing machine, it’s just a bunch of glass jars with a ton of bright colored candy. I’m pretty delighted but wait! We don’t have a candy store downtown. And why is downtown so tiny? I’m lucid. I walk into the center of downtown (as I said, everything is tiny and compact, like 50 feet). I look around and notice:

This feels real. This is REALITY to me. Everything is solid and I am perceiving it just as I do waking life.

(This single lucid fragment has created something in me that has helped everything I've been doing dream-wise DRAMATICALLY. I understood before that dreams=reality while waking life=hazy and unreal while you're dreaming, but I never FELT and EXPERIENCED that completely. Now that I have, something has clicked. My reality checks take up to five minutes or more, not because I feel that more time is necessary or anything, but that's how long it takes me to discern my reality. REALITY has a new meaning. I become lucid more often (though write more in the hard copy of my dream journal, less on here). I thank my subconscious for letting me explore this feeling.)


Fragments

I make a sandwich for myself "when I wake up"- WHY WASN'T I LUCID?

Autumn and I are being obnoxious in school, so Heather leaves without saying a word to me. Crushing.
NOTE: Autumn told me today that she had a VERY SIMILAR dream, of her and I and Heather (who she has never met or talked to) all in a classroom.

So like, I haven't wrote in my dream journal for almost a week. That's seriously lacking some effort, yo. But then again I was having difficulty with my re-call.
Anyway, today was an absolute success. Love it.

Lucid = orange

Dream 1 -

I'm in bed trying to get to sleep and ultimately lucid (unaware that I'm dreaming) and having great difficulty doing so. I then hear a knock on the door, it's Tamara.
Note: Tamara is my younger sister's best friend.
She asks if she can help and I agree. My eyes are shut through the whole of this but I hear her come in and then hold my hand, which I find quite soothing and it also helps towards what I'm aiming for as I start drifting off. Then this black cat appears. It can talk, and I ask if it can help me become lucid. It says it can (and other stuff which I can't remember, although I think one the things it said was ''see you in the dream-world'') and then curls up at the top of my head. I then go through some sort of trippy phase and I'm able to simply get out of my body just like that and 'into' the dream-world.

I'm then lucid, still unaware of the fact I was dreaming before, but knew I was now nonetheless. It's kind of hard for me to speak and I have the problem with keeping my eyes open again, so I call for my dream guide and start paying attention to what I can hear and touch and feel what's on the floor in the hope of achieving what I did last time. While I'm doing this the black cat appears again and this time it's sitting on the end of my bed just watching me.

I then accidentally open my eyes for real and wake up. It was about 5:55 in the morning. I was kinda annoyed at the fact I had just failed but was proud nonetheless because I had another lucid, and actually remembered to try to find my/a dream guide (This cat appeared, but I'm not sure if it is one).
So, with that positive mind frame I went back to sleep.

Dream 2 -

I'm playing a game on the computer. I'm in some kind of square by the sea with a group of others, and we have to kill 4 random bosses within 10 minutes (penguin, cat, etc or something). With about 4 minutes left I hear my Dad call out that it's prayer time.
Note: Every night (the majority of the time) we have a family prayer just before one of us goes to bed.
I state that I can't go up just yet because we're running out of time and need to finish this. Dad says ''We'll have to do it without you then.'' I feel kinda bad but at the same time it can't be helped so I just focus on the game. After that's done, and I'm heading off elsewhere in-game, the screen goes blank. I try to fix it but I don't know what's wrong with it, so I ask Dad if he can sort it and he does.

I'm now in Warsong Gultch again (a World of Warcraft battleground which is basically capture the flag 3 times to win). To begin with, it's 3rd person, but as soon as it starts and my team set off, it zooms into it and I'm actually there. I notice that it looks a bit different to how it should look; there's loads of huge rocks and stuff dotted about.
I can't really remember what I did here but eventually I found myself round the back of our base and I can see a fight going on on the second floor. I'm about start making my way up so I can join in and then notice a Draenei Mage is about to nuke me so I get out of the line of sight. Then the whole thing freezes. I realise I spent too much time dawdling about and it's ended.
I go somewhere (can't remember where) and then find myself in a completely new environment. It's some kind of museum-looking place with a HUGE staircase which spirals in a square shape up to the top. I'm holding some kind of object and jacking off while floating higher and higher in the air (some other force is moving me), not really caring about how high up I'm getting. Then I find myself moving towards something and land on top (this thing is huge, and there's no way down from it). I'm scared to death. I'm on top of something I cannot get down from without seriously injuring myself. Then it hits me:
''Wait. This place doesn't exist. It's not real. I'm dreaming!''
I breathe a massive sigh of relief and then start thinking of a way to get down. I consider jumping but I don't want to risk waking up as I'm afraid of heights and my brain might wake myself up so it doesn't have to deal with the landing. I then think ''Oh, ladder!'' and I spot one next to the wall below me. I reach out my hand and use telekinesis to move it up against this sculpture thing, but it's not wide enough. I kindly ask it to make itself wider and it does so. When I've safely reached the ground I think to myself ''I should try and find my dream guide.'' and call out ''Dream guide!''

Nothing.

I call out again ''Dream guide, please show yourself!'' and this time I notice something which I didn't take in before. A man had been sitting in the corner observing me all this time. I look at him and wonder who he is, and he seemed to read my mind. He called out to me and said ''Well, you did ask for me.'' in a tone which made him sound higher up than me. (pretty sure this guy is my dream guide )

My heart jumped for joy at this point and I bounded over as fast as I could to sit down next to him. He was an older man looking about mid 30's who wore glasses and a French beret. He basically looked like a classic French painter/artist. I asked him ''Can I ask you a quick question please?'' He replied ''Of course.'' and I responded ''What should I call you by?''. He then told me his name (but I actually can't remember it). We then got into conversation and I recall him saying something to do with a word/phrase located in the Italian dictionary which I didn't understand and something to do with a BTEC course 'cause I said he looked like an artist.

I then woke up mid-convo.

Note my inner artist coming out much.

The only other dream I've had in the past year with visuals this realistic and intense was Nightmare: Alternative Life. I can't stress this point enough, the visual quality of this dream was so acute and vibrant it makes my regular dreams seem low resolution. It was extremely stable and consistent, and I'm at a loss to understand why these dreams are so much superior to ordinary dreaming.

I was driving down a main road in the California Bay area called El Camino. It was late afternoon and there was traffic. The flow was moving slowly. The location I was in looked like mesh of two cities I regularly drive through. I looked over one of the rolling hills there which is covered with houses. Suddenly the ground started to violently shake and I heard a huge ripping rumbling noise that muted out all other sounds.

A volcanic stream of gas and lava shot out from behind the hill far into the air like an oil well or water fountain. It was glowing red and orange and raining lava all over the area. I could hear screams and utter panic. Car began to drive off the road and out of lanes. I made a U-turn onto the sidewalk and my tire hit the curb hard and instantly I got a flat. I noticed a Police SUV was also attempting to use the side walk to get closer to the blast...

Just then, another volcanic steam erupted further to the south behind the hill in the direction I was now facing. It became obvious the roads were too chaotic to to drive away on. I jumped out of my car and looked at my tire. It was destroyed. I looked around at the panic and chaos for a moment. I thought "There is no way I can rescue my GF or Mother." I heard a man screaming. I looked up at the hill and there in the distance a person was getting doused with lava.

While he was burning to cinders a Tsunami wave rose up above the height of the hill (which was at least 100ft) I could see through the aqua-green water against the bright sky. It came crashing down through the lava streams and put out the crisping man while still in the process of turning to cinders. I turned and started running full speed in the opposite direction of lave fissures and Tsunami. I started desperately looking for something nearby to climb on top of.

I saw a cement 2-story building just off of El Camino with a large climbable tree next to it. My plan was to use the tree to get on top of the building as quickly as possible. The tree and building were in a depression in the ground. I jumped from the sidewalk area directly into the tree. I turned back and the water was about 20-ft away and quickly came crashing into the building and tree. Instantly the corner of the building exploded into rumble. The roof started to collapse and the tree I was on lost several branches when the water struck.

I jumped out of the tree still heading further east, out of the ditch like area and onto another segment of sidewalk, part of another street running east. Water and junk was pushing me forward. I fell on my face, got up, and started running across the street to another large mostly dirt hill. The shape of the terrain was causing the Tsunami to fan outward before completely flooding the street I was on, but there was still a shallow sheet of water and debris ramming against my back.

I made it to the hill when I started to notice the intense heat coming from behind. The lava gas stream was now emitting hot black smoke and the earth was shaking. I was running up the dirt hill, and falling on my face every few feet. When I was nearly at the top, there was huge clouds of pitch black smoke drifting eastward and engulfing me and other people. My body felt exhausted. I fell again and could feel wind buffeting me from random directions.

I had the clear thought: "Maybe God expects me to die this way."

With my last once of energy I dragged myself to the top of the dirt hill. There were other terrified people staggering to the top of the hill. I looked out to the East towards the bay. The ocean was drawn back and there were rivers of lava merging with ocean water creating columns of steam.

There were no other places to run.

I thought, "I need to call my friends and family but I knew my phone had been soaked." I pulled it out of my pocket and sure enough it was completely dead. I looked at the front of it, and then the back of it, then the front of it again. My phone didn't look right. It was smaller and fatter than real life. On the front of the phone in big white letters was written: "3-Mega Pixels."

I thought: "This is a dream! Because my phone doesn't look like this!" I was relieved, but I really wanted to see what this dream was leading up to so I put my phone back away and "pretended" I wasn't lucid. The lava, flood, and darkness subsided. Not everything was destroyed. There was an apartment building near the hill that's upper floors had survived almost unscathed. A group of people made there way over there as there was no real way to reach any other place. (Things get hazy at this point.)

The survivors began to live in this apartment. Time elapsed in the dream. Days at least. I remember us living like rats. We were cut off, and no one came to help us giving us the impression that this disaster was on a global scale. People were so morbidly depressed I remember one bulky man ripping his shirt of and crying like a baby. I felt so awful for him that I assured him this was nothing more than a dream...

After that, I walked out onto the balcony (a common dream location from my past) and looked out over the bay. Which had swelled larger from the Tsunami. I looked up at the stars and they were crystal clear. I could see the little dipper in the sky. I said out loud "Since I'm only dreaming, how about some meteor strikes now too?" --Nothing happened at first.

But as I starred at the little dipper, a superimposed image appeared over it. A slow fade in of a traditional Santa Clause with a bag of presents and sleigh appeared. I was surprised and disappointed.

Clearly this dream was influenced by the recent tragedy in Japan which I watched live as I was awake late that night.

Supplement: Liquid Gel Multi-vitamin and 500mg B5 directly before bed.

Background note: I used to work at AIG. I did some unique, creative work for them which they liked. I was "promoted" a few times, but never rewarded with rank or title; but I was given better work. The used me for two years.

Dream:

There was more dream that led up to this but I forgot it, so I start out in a strange vehicle flying over the Japanese nuclear disaster.

With the plant shut down, they are releasing all the sea water being used to cool the spent rods back into the ocean as it will be diluted by the rest of the ocean.

I was being flown in a long box thing with windows. It flew by jet power or something. I looked down and saw the water rushing. There were officials overseeing the operation on top of secured train cars with water almost touching their feet, but they were safe some how.

The driver of my vehicle swoops down very fast and erratically and comes very close to the water, but we kept circling. It was like we were the news. Then, the driver becomes this Armed Forces guy--very serious, and he DOES go into the water...and we are not enclosed anymore. We have to hold our breath!

We go deeper until my head is under water. WTF?! The guy doesn't even warn me? So we are cruising deeper and deeper and I think this is pretty ridiculous now, and soon I need to come up for air.

I make it back to the top for air. Now I feel like I need to save the other guy, so I take four deep breaths to get oxygen back to my brain, I started feeling better, and then I went back down to see how the guy was doing.

Now I'm with my dad. We are all in Army attire but kind of futuristic (my dad was in the army), and we are lined up as if at a bank. My dad and I are signing papers.

My dad said to me quietly, "See, I've never had to sign papers with three other people." Only three people were signing the paper, but that is what he meant. (His point was that someone else could change something later and then his signature would still be on the paper, and he didn't feel comfortable with that.)

Soon, the person behind the counter was an old boss J.H. I was going back to work with her at AIG...kind of. The papers I was signing indicated permissions. I was allowed to map drives on my computer to Google and certain other programs.

I asked about it for more information and J.H. told me how my dad and I were signing the papers because I was known for talking a lot before. I couldn't get my argument out in this dream of how much I did for this company, so I said, "When do I get a promotion?!"

At this point they let the cat out of the bag. J.H. pointed to a man on her left and said I'll be working with the devil.

Fuckin' A! I looked at my dad realizing we were in Hell. Then, very quickly, I realize this I'm in a dream. Cool! I decide I'm going to bitch-slap the devil! I turn to my dad and say, "Watch this!" Then I walked around the other side of the counter and told this bitch of a lady who knew I was going to Hell, "Watch this! Hey...watch this!" I couldn't really get her attention.

I woke up. Still, of all the times to go lucid, I was really happy for that moment!

Lucid = orange

I'm at my James' (my bro) house. We're playing football on the kinect and my team is losing. Random people come from nowhere and join in on my team, in the attempt to tip the scores to my favour. Unfortunately, the time runs out when we're like 1 goal behind. I then have to make a move home because it's getting quite late and it'll take me a while on my bike (it's just a regular push one), and my Dad can't give me a lift 'cause he's unable to use the car currently. I find all my various things and pack them into my bag. It's bulging full and extremely heavy. I put it on and am almost overwhelmed by the weight so I put it down. Mum and my sister Tabitha are there as well. My sister's like ''You wuss.'' and I hand it over to her to see how heavy it actually is. She claims it's not actually that heavy and I'm just like ''Meh.'' I then look at my watch and I only have 5 minutes to get home (it takes me about 20 usually, from his place). Also, Mum stays behind and then Tabitha has to come with me too.

On our way I receive hate from nearly everyone we pass. Some taking the piss out of my style, others commenting on the fact that I'm in the 1st year of college (I'm not sure how that's supposed to be insulting, probably something to do with being young) but anyway they were pissing me off and I flashed a middle to quite a few of them. It's late at night and I assume most of them are drunk.

As we near our road, my sister notices that we've been followed by some of them. A car speeds past us after she's pointed it out, and we both race up the road scared of what their intentions are. When we finally reach the drive, all the lights are out. I say to her ''I hope Dad's home, too. I was worried something might happen which is why I wanted to come home earlier.'' We're then walking past the garage and realisation hits me.

''Wait!? I'm dreaming! You're dreaming too! Help me become lucid!''
Note: As soon as I became lucid, my sister turned into somebody else.
We then walk up onto the steps just before the door. We're just standing there. I start thinking to myself ''Well. I've wanted to try out a gender change in my dreams so why not attempt it now?'' and tried to will myself into a girl. At one point I thought I had succeeded, and turned to face myself in the window. I was still me, though. Then what usually happens to me happened, and my vision started fading out and it was hard to see I tell her (the girl I'm with) ''Keep focusing! Focus on your senses! Don't rely on your sight, just keep aware of everything else!'' I'm grasping on to her arm while saying this and focusing on how it feels as my vision starts to fade out. I focus on what I can hear, smell, etc. Everything except for my sight, as that is failing me.
However, while this is happening, I can see something huge coming towards us. I feel kind of scared but I assure myself it'll be alright as I'm only dreaming, and I'M in control.
Then, something magical happens. Everything suddenly becomes crystal clear! This huge thing turns out to be a giant chicken, too. Just standing there. It's really trippy but I can sense he/she is totally friendly.
I think to myself ''Woah! I can see SO clearly now, and I'm not even using my eyes! I must be proper lucid. What should I do now then? Explore or try to pull off dream sex again? I'm more lucid than usual, so I should be able to do anything without waking up.''
I then notice the garage is open. There's light emitting from it, also. I try to think of somebody to spawn as it's the perfect opportunity (as somebody will be in there, and I can just will whoever it is to my liking). I can't think of anybody though, so I consider the girl I'm with. It's not my sister now, it's somebody completely random, so I think ''Why not?'' and go through with it. She complies completely, and this time I'm actually able to 'do it' instead of getting really excited about it then losing lucidity almost instantly.
Note: All the while since I became lucid me and this girl have been talking. She's asking me technical questions which are keeping me conscious and making me think, such as width of planets etc, and I can see numbers coming up in front of me which I must have seen in school books, so I reply with those.
Also, dream music was playing. It was ambient and consistent, kind of like one of the binaural beats I used to listen to frequently.


I then woke up, VERY proud of myself!

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I occasionally have dreams where I feel I am in the future.
For some reason in these dreams, I'm usually in LA California, even though I've never been to the US in waking life.
There is no actual indication that I am indeed in LA though, I just know I am.
This dream was extremely vivid, I haven't had such a vivid dream since I started being busy with school.


I wake up in my king size bed in my house in LA.
It has white pillows and white sheets and it feels very smooth.
The sun is shining through the extremely big window in front the bed.
The room is very bright.
I feel refreshed and get up. I'm only wearing boxers.
I go to the window and take a look.
The view is absolutely amazing, my house is on top of a hill, I can see all the way to the ocean from here.
I go into the bathroom and freshen up.
The bathroom is very big, and very modern and colorful.
I see myself in the mirror, I look good, I look happy. (and slightly older than I do now)

I leave my bedroom and go check on my pets.
I have quite a few parrots in a very big outdoor cage.
The door of a room leads directly into the cage, I go inside.
The cage basically consist of a whole room with a grid instead of a wall on one side.
There is sand on the ground and a lot of different plants for the parrots to sit on.
I can feel a fresh breeze coming in through the grid, it feels good.
I play with the parrots a bit and go downstairs.

Here I enter another room which I have transformed into a habitat for my lizards.
I own about a dozen bearded dragons, and they are happy to have such a big room all for themselves.
I don't stay in the room for too long, the heat and the bright lights needed for the dragons makes me dizzy quickly.

I walk inside the kitchen / living room to grab a drink.
The room is extremely big. This house is a true mansion.
I feel like I really belong here, I absolutely love this house.
I grab a drink of orange juice and exit the room to go outside.
I am now in front of the pool drinking the juice.
The pool is quite natural looking, it looks a bit like a spring feeding into a pond.

There are a few beach chairs in front of the pool, and a bar where I keep a lot of drinks.
I often have guests over, and the bar is a huge success.
I decide to just lie down on a chair and chill for a bit.
As I approach the chair I see a girl already lying there.
She's my girlfriend, we live together.
She has long orange/red hair, green eyes and a few freckles around her nose, wearing a white bikini with a red flower drawn on it.
She's so lovely... so beautiful. I am so happy that she's my girlfriend. I am going to marry this women one day... I love her so much.
She makes me a sign to join her on the chair and turns her back to me.
I join her and hold her in my arms.

Her hair is my face, it smells very nice... a bit like lavender.

"Good morning sweetheart, how are you?"
"Great! How are you?"
"I feel absolutely amazing, like life is too good to be real."
"Like a dream?"
"Yes, like..."

I'll be damned. I am dreaming!
I feel sad at first, I wish this was real, but then I realize how amazingly vivid this dream is.
I look at my "girlfriend", realizing I don't even know her name.
I can see the pores on her skin.
I can feel the heat of her body and of the sun.
I can hear the small waterfall in the pool.
I can smell her, even still taste the remainders of orange juice in my mouth.

Wow, this feels so real!
But what does this mean? Why do I dream about a future in California so often.

"Are you... real?"

I immediately realize that this was a stupid question.

"Of course I am, Hyu."

I think about trying to unsummon her, to see if she's real, but it feels wrong and I decide not to.

"Is this my future?"
"..."
"You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"It might be your future, it might not be."
"How so?"
"Everything is possible, after all destiny is governed by chaos."
"Even the slightest change will change the course of history, no-one can look into the future, we can only look into the past."

Well... she isn't a normal DC alright...

"So all future is uncertain because of the chaos theory?"
"Yes, but even though it is, time is relative."
"Future present and past, they're all the same."

I don't understand what she means.

"But how can the past depend on the future?"
"If this is the future, then by seeing this you will inevitable change your past and destroy this future by doing so."
"That is why you cannot see into the future. That is why destiny is chaos."

How true... I'm impressed that I can think this clearly even though I'm dreaming.
It must be because the dream is so vivid.

"Who are you...?"
"A girlfriend... a wife?"
"..."
"I am what can be, and as such, I am chaos."
"You are quite mysterious aren't you?"

She turns towards me and looks me in the eyes.

"Just the way you like it."

Her eyes immediately remind me of Yuya's.
They are different but they also have that infinite detail.
I don't think that this women is Yuya, but they have something in common, I can feel it.

"Tell me your name."
"That I cannot, because my name is a secret."
"Why?"
"Because it changes everything."
"It does?"
"Everything does, every bit of information, regardless of how benign it may seem changes your whole of reality."
"Why am I allowed to talk to you at all then?"

She smiles.

"Of course talking to me changes everything."
"Every dream changes everything, everything you experience will change you for all eternity."
"Then why can I not know your name?"
"I told you, it's a secret."
"But why?"
"Because I am keeping it one."
"Your curiosity is truly endless Hyu. And that's how it should be, that is how it needs to be."
"I love you Hyu."

Saying that she loves me overwhelms me with emotions.
I am not sure what to say, but I do love this women.
The feeling is so strong that it is only barely bearable.
She closes her eyes.

"Now kiss me."

I close my eyes and kiss her.
The feeling of love is so very strong that I don't even realize that the dream is slipping away.
I just want to hold her, for all eternity.

Then I understand that I've woken up and open my eyes.
I can still feel the heat of her body.
Oh how I wish she was with me, here in my bed.
But I don't feel sad that she's gone, I still experience this feeling of loving someone.
I know that it will probably last until the end of the day.

I'm in Tesco underground and some random guy gives me a motorbike that's in excellent condition.
Note: I've really wanted a motorbike for some time now, only I don't have a job so it's out of the question currently.
I'm over the moon and start riding home with it, but on the way I spot my friends Mike and Wilson. Wilson's like ''Is that Peedle?!'' and I pull over with a huge smile on my face. I'm like ''Yeah man! Check out my new bike!''
I tell them about the random guy who just gave it to me and Mike's like ''Well what's the catch then?'' and takes a look inside to see if there's anything wrong with it.
Note: Mike is a trained mechanic, so he knows his stuff.
After a short while he comes out with ''Ah, there!'' pointing at a cable, and tells me to turn it off. I reply with ''How?'' and he just does it for me. He then unplugs the cable and then reconnects it and tells me it's ''Sorted.''

I then wake up.




I'm in my Dad's old flat, sitting on the bunk-bed.
Note: This is back when him and my Mum were split up. Me and my sister often went to stay with him at his flat.
I'm with Anesu (a guy I went to school with) and 2 others. Anesu's rolled up a fat joint and just passes it to me to smoke. After a while, he starts rolling up a blunt, too. He lights up and starts smoking it, then passes it to the person next to me. I'm like ''Dude, what about me?'' He replies ''You still haven't finished that one yet.'' I then pass it to the person above me, because I was never told I was meant to smoke it all (and I really want some on the blunt). I then go to open the window.

Then I wake up, thinking that I've gone and given in to temptation again, feeling really bad about myself, then realise it was just a dream and a huge sigh of relief escapes me.
Note: I've given up smoking. Hence my reaction.