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My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

The first dream began outside my friend's old house. I'm at the bottom of the hill, when I find an old and very rusty watch. It had a small key with it that went into the back. I bring it home and try to unlock it. It doesn't unlock, so I jam a screwdriver into the back.
I'm at school, outside my lockers again. The watch looks different. It now is shiny, and it glows. I show everyone how it has strange little mechanicals under the glass. I drop the key somewhere and can't find it. I look up to find my teacher, Mr T, passing it to me with a grin on his face.
I'm in a new building I've never been in before, still with the watch. It now has a large wide-screen on it which has a red button on it to the left. I press it to see what it does. Two people pop up on the screen, kissing. I then realise it's a porno button. "That's odd," I think, and do the nose-plug RC. For a moment, everything is in third person and I'm watching myself do the RC. The first few times my hands slip, but then I get it right, and I become lucid. Although I was lucid, it was a very low level of lucidity.
I turn around and see a window the size of the wall. The sky is completely blue, and there's a great big beach-city below me. I'm at least 100 floors up. I turn back around and see two people. One dares me to jump off. I say I'll parachute down. I think the dream ended either then and there, or a few moments later just as I jumped.

Second dream (this was one of those dreams that made no sense whatsoever): I'm in my bedroom. In my cupboard I have lots of board games in a black vertical board game rack. I really loved owning them all. A black tower, the same height and diameter as my board game stack, appears in the middle of my room. I'm concerned that it's going to replace my board games.

Third dream:I'm in my bed, but I'm in the top bunk instead of the bottom. I become lucid straight away. The first thing I notice is how dark it is (darkness is much more scary in dreams I think). I close my eyes and expect it to be day when I open them. This doesn't work. I try a second time and notice the the wall to my right has a very feint glow, but still there was no real light, so I decide to just leave it there.
I run out of my room, reminding myself to stay lucid. I run into the front room. My older brother is sitting in the main chair. I manage to say "Hi," before the dream ends.

Fourth dream: I'm on a computer, sitting next to some guy I don't know. I show him someone's youtube account. I notice that page has 31 dislikes. I didn't know you could even dislike a channel. I find out that I had accidentally gone into my channel. I notice he writes down my username. Embarrassed about him going on my channel, I contemplate deleting it.

Fifth dream (only a fragment): I see nothing but a page of a book. I know that my eyes are closed. I try to read it, but it eventually gets harder and harder to read. As I read it out loud, I notice that I'm barely paying attention to what I'm reading and won't remember it.
This may not have been a dream, but me seeing HI in a daze, just after waking up. It was most likely a dream though.

Sixth dream(also a fragment): I'm at the Year 9 Centre at my school. Some girl walks past with dark green hair. A person tells me how green is now an official hair colour now. What she meant by that was: people can now be born with green hair and have it in there genes. Even though it's different, I like the new colour.

Seventh dream:I'm in third person, watching two young Asian girls walk around an abandoned dock. The eldest one walks inside the building, which had walls that appeared to be made of a bright wood, and finds a switched-on laptop. She goes further down and discovers two more switched-on laptops. For some reason this gives her the impression that the owners of the laptops must be in danger, and she panics. They both climb the roof and start yelling and waving to a boat in the distance.

Eighth and final dream: I'm inside... somewhere. Two people are standing next to a narrow tunnel that goes up on a 45ish degree angle. One of them keeps throwing little stones up it. He says it's to distract someone who wants to steal an important orange stone. I remember thinking to myself how, in this strange and big world, police would never know how to deal with this, and these guys are right to deal with the situation themselves.
I climb the narrow tunnel. At the top is a dark blue ocean at night. There's a lone wooden boat with only one man on it. He looks a little bit like a demon. I get on board and wrestle him into a headlock. One of the guys instructed I drown him. For a moment, he turns into a purple book. He's now in his true form: a young looking man with blond hair, and light-brown body hair. He looks just like one of those half animal half human anime drawings you see all over the internet. I finally get him in a headlock and put my hand over his mouth. I see by the look on his face, he's no longer an evil person, just scared looking. As I have him in the headlock, I can feel all over my body his warmth. It was equivalent to leaning against your partner, only dream-amplified. Straight away I feel connected to him, then I feel sorry for him, as I now have to drown him.
I pull himself and I overboard. I watch him closely. I can't let him go till I know he's lost conscientiousness. I begin to struggle to hold my breath. I try to distract myself from the need to breath, and then I wake up.

Eight dreams... New personal record?

I tried to do a WILD in a nap because I had some spare time. I never experienced any of what people described as sleep paralysis or HI. There were two times that I nearly slipped into dreaming, but I suddenly pulled out again? There was one moment where I was counting... 166...167... A random thought (the beginning of a dream) began to unfold, then it went away... 168...169

I had gym this arvo so I thought I'd be tired enough to do it, obviously not

There is this little thing I remember, I'm not sure if I'm right, but I think I saw an orangey haired person standing behind a counter in a kitchen...

its was a WBTB and i knew i was dreaming before the dream started. i was looking at some pipes that had a control box above them. i flipped some switches to fix something and i was explaining something to a girl i know in reality. i got bored with that so i tried to change who the girl was. i told her to change into another girl i knew in reality. she did change, but into the wrong person. she changed to my mom. i got a little frustrated so i walked down some steps(away from her) to find other people to try and control. my mom followed me. i thought i'd try to change her again. i told her to change into the other girl. she tried but ended up becoming disfigured. it was like she was duplicating but stopped before separating. she had disgusting figure. her head was expanded in the back, and there were several veins. i was a little freaked and still aggravated so i walked away, and she didnt follow me. i walked towards a group of people and tried to vocally tell them to do something(cant remember) they didnt listen and my older brother came up behind me and grabbed my hands and put them behind me. i knew i was in control so i told myself that when i will try to break out of his hold i will be stronger than him. but as i tried to pull away, he was still stronger. he let go on his own, laughing, and walked away. i walked the other direction. after walking away i noticed that my senses were getting extremely dull. everything felt like it was made out of rock. even the people in my dreams.

notes:
didnt focus on my senses[VERY IMPORTANT]
i was very aware i was dreaming but forgot the important steps to keeping control

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

[I had several different dreams last night, two of which were lucid.]

[Dream #1] I'm playing Neopets. [In this particular dream,] Neopia is a fully-realized, three-dimensional world, but it's still a computer game that I'm playing using a mouse. The art looks just like it does on the real site. The game is played from a first-person perspective, and there are lots of rooms and areas to explore [just like the plot adventures on the real Neopets Web site]. One such area is filled with Neopets who are dressed in vaguely Arabian-looking clothes; they all have their noses covered with veils, which strikes me as somewhat ridiculous, since they all have such different shapes and sizes of noses. This scene makes me think, So Neopia does have something resembling an Islamic culture. I click my way into a hidden area and receive a special reward for finding it.

[Dream #2] I walk into my family's house, which is big and spacious and has two stories [and looks nothing at all like any of our real ones. House #2, our only two-story house, was nowhere near that big and was laid out very differently]. Suddenly, there are several men in the house with me. They're there to challenge me to a martial-arts tournament. I had known in advance that this challenge was coming. In the course of my conversation with them [which I don't really remember now], one of them eventually says that there is no challenge. Having become semi-lucid at some point during the conversation, I say boldly and firmly, “I have better things to do.” I begin making my way out of the house.

Then, I hear my mom yelling from behind me that the house is on fire and I should get out. I do so, thinking, I know I should just get out without stopping to try and rescue other people. I go out the front door and walk down a front walk that leads to a fairly high, steep flight of concrete stairs, which leads down a steep embankment, at the bottom of which are the public sidewalk and the street. I jump off the top step to get down to the front sidewalk more quickly. I fall in a long, slow arc, taking several seconds to get down, and land softly and gently on my feet. I had kind of known I was going to fall that way; I always do in dreams.

By this point, I'm definitely lucid. From the street, I take off and fly up over the neighborhood. Once again, it takes me two tries to take off. After the first time, I realize, I messed up – I wasn't concentrating right. I try again, kicking off with my right ankle and thinking about becoming airborne, as I always do, and this time it works. Flight feels like it always does, too.

I fly up and observe the neighborhood from above. I can see a little bit of the fire coming from the house I just left. After a minute or two, I land back on the street and see a little model of a single-story house standing on a table. I examine the model, concentrating on it, and succeed in making tiles blow off the roof with my mind. This action is directly inspired by the scene in Inception where they're at the cafe and the dream starts collapsing when Ariadne first realizes that they're dreaming. While I'm making the model blow itself to pieces, I think about how, when the characters from the movie are dreaming, they might use Michael Caine's name [*see Side Notes at end] in exclamations of surprise/anger/frustration, etc., as if he were their deity, because he was the inventor of the dream-sharing technology. I immediately dismiss this as a silly idea, though. I keep up what I'm doing, and eventually blow away all the broken-up pieces of the roof, exposing the interior of the model. It has separate rooms inside. There's a small, light brown, flea-like insect inside, with a sort of sail on its back. I know that the insect is my dad. [I don't even know.] I let it crawl onto my finger, rescuing it from the destruction of the model and setting it down gently outside the model.

This scene is immediately followed by an animated sequence of two foxes romping around in a grassy field and falling in love. I know that this means that both of my parents are still alive and got out of the burning house all right.

[Dream #3] I'm outside, in the daytime, on a series of tiled walkways, terraces, and stairways, elevated and built into the side of a hill. Some boy is following me around, singing a creepy version of some children's song at me, changing the words all around to suggest that he would like to do something sexual with me. At the end of the second or third repetition of the short song, I stop, sing the end of the verse for him, then smack him in the face. Then, a passing man helps me throw the offending boy over a wall and down a long flight of stairs. I see him get up after he reaches the bottom, and am glad to see that he can still get up and that nothing's broken.

The scene shifts slightly, and now I'm on the surface-level streets, walking around a city that I remember visiting in a dream before. [Except now I don't – false memory, apparently.] The city is bright and clean and filled with big trees. There is a train station across the street from where I'm walking. On my side of the street, there is an enlarged replica of one of the stores on Main St. at Disneyland. Upon seeing the prominent train station, I remark that my dream city doesn't necessarily have to be in the States; it could just as easily be in the UK. [This, despite the fact that said train station had a sign on the outside that very clearly read “Amtrak.”]

I walk in the main entrance to the store that replicates the one from Disneyland, and find myself in a shop that is part of a mall. I walk through that first shop and into a second one that resembles a Hot Topic (all the walls are painted black), only it's girlier (there are a lot more dresses). This store also has living mannequins that look exactly like the ones they have at Old Navy. One of these mannequins tells me that she wants to try on the dress I'm wearing, which I had gotten from that store earlier. It's a strapless, knee-length black sundress with little pink polka dots, pink lace decorating the top of the bodice, and a pink tulle underskirt part that makes the skirt puff out. There are lots of similar dresses on the racks in the store. [For some strange reason,] I'm wearing mine over the T-shirt and shorts I was already wearing. I'm really enjoying just walking around, exploring this dream. I exclaim aloud, “My mind is so awesome!”

I walk out of that store and around a corner, through one of the hallways that form the connecting core of the mall. I find myself wishing I could change out of the shorts I'm wearing under my dress, and just wear the dress. I go into another store, this one a Sephora. While I was in there, the dream ended.

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Side notes:

*Michael Caine's character's name is Stephen Miles (per the shooting script); that's what the other characters would say if they were to do that. I forgot that while dreaming, though.

Last night, when doing mental affirmations while falling asleep, I focused more on recalling the memory of what it feels like to be in a lucid dream, recalling past lucid dreams, and visualizing and imagining what it would have been like if I had become lucid in one of my memorable non-lucids. It worked really well.

As I was taught when I first tried to ski, people who are right-handed are generally right-footed as well, and are instinctively inclined to lead with their right foot and do most of their controlling of their movement with their right foot when skiing or snowboarding. I'm very pleased and not at all surprised to discover that this principle applies to my flying in dreams as well. I'm right-handed (and right-footed) in real life, and from the beginning, I've always instinctively used my right foot and ankle to kick off from the ground and launch myself into a takeoff.

a
2/18/2011

Mall Hospital

All one long dreaming marathon, I'd conservatively guess at an hour in duration.

Its night and I am flying around over some highways. [I find myself doing this often, I fly following the highway, this often turns into a driving dream.] I see a shipping port off to left and for some reason think that Superman's evil friends are coming into town. Then they are supposed to be in the car I am in. Then I imagine they are shooting lasers out their eyes at the under part of the over pass but I know they aren’t really here at all.

I am exploring in a building. There is no one in there but imagine there is and I am fighting them, almost like how a kid imagines that his action figures are real. I hide behind this and that and throw a flask of exploding oil. I feel that I would have won at this point and leave through the double doors.
I am in a mall like place with a lot of different people, hundreds, of all ages. I walk around and see some places that look like hospital rooms and those hospital desks where the professionals sit and do their work.

This huge mall hospital had a children’s section which I found after much walking. I saw one boy looking up at a hanging mobile. It was a colorful fish I thought. I saw water dripping from it and thought it might be the air conditioner moisture dripping down or the boy has a secret stash of liquid explosives up there dripping because of a leak! I liked the second idea and started looking around for a bomb. Bored, I walked outside after a little walking around looking in potted plants and stuff.

There was a large parking lot out here. I walked onto a grassy median and saw a penny on the ground and being a penny collector I bent to pick it up when I saw 2 more, then 2 more. They were covered in dirt and I could feel the grains of dirt between the pennies and thought I could clean them later. There were some teens boy and girl talking and flirting by their car who were caught off guard by me. I hoped I didn’t look like a dork picking up pennies off the ground.

Dreamy Feelings
Napping

I closed my eyes to rest a bit but did not want to become fooled by the deception of dreaming. Each time I would start to dream I'd catch it and come back to just being in darkness. I came to see that I really liked the feeling of letting go and letting my dreaming entertain me. This became the feeling I was fighting. It would be like being in a really good movie and trying to avoid it dragging you in. After about ten minutes of this I woke up surprisingly refreshed.

I am feeling there is a big entertainment quality to our dreams, that we need to some extent, this may be what is so refreshing about sleeping. It felt like my consciousness was a heavy load that I could put down and rest from. This feeling is in opposition to the euphoria of LDing. Its like saying you can't enjoy the play if you're its director. Still I will find a way to reliably become the regular director on a regular basis. It may just take denial of the seductive pleasures of letting go and letting the dreamy feeling entertain you.

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

I remember dreaming I was having a lucid dream. I was having fun driving around in circles in a car. I kept fiddling with the gear lever, which only went up and down, wondering why it didn't work.

Oh. and I'm also going to be trying out the "Instant-WILD technique by Michael Raduga. Check out this thread.

I was moving up the main cross street to my house. The hill gets very steep at one point, and this is a point I'm very familiar with and had many dreams near in the past. As I reached the stop sign, I noticed a car spinning out of control two houses down on a cross street. It slammed into a house and destroyed the front of it with a crashing noise.

I (oddly) immediately went looking for people walking nearby to show what happened. I assembled a small group, all within about 50-ft. I insisted they come take a look at what happened. When we passed the steep part of the street, I noticed it was no longer a street. It was painted red and not wide enough to fit cars. I brushed off the weirdness of that - and walked to the location of the accident. There instead, was a showroom with an awesome looking gray sports car. Press agents were around it taking pictures.

One of the people in my crowd, a blond woman says (in a frustrated tone) "Hey, I thought you said there was an accident!?" To which I replied: "I guess it was a dream."

Another throw away dream but again displays my newly fragmented dreamscape...

This journal will serve as a record of my experimentation with Lucid Dreaming, and will be supplemented with another (unpublished) journal to keep track all lucid and non-lucid dreams. Currently, there are 3 different experiments I will be running:


Using Lucid Dreaming to Create False Memories

Using Meditation During a Lucid Dream to Extend Perceived Dream-Time

Using Lucid Dream to Accurate Observe the Waking Reality

Spoiler for More Details:

There will be a total of 20 trials, and each trial will consist of the following routine:

1.) I will be using a single multi-colored cube in a sealed plastic globe. The cube is 2" x 2" x 2" and the globe is 6" in diameter.



2.) Without looking (or with the assistance my of my wife) the globe will be shaken 10 times, allowing the cube to settle on a color unknown to me (of 6 possible colors).



3.) I will proceed to induce an LD.

4.) While dreaming, I will observe the color of the upper-most face of the cube.

5.) After coming to, I will note the color I observed while dreaming, and then note the actual color of the cube in the globe.

6.) I will then record the data here and in my unpublished journal.

7.) I shall repeat this sequence of steps until all 20 trials have been completed

8.) After step 7 is satisfied, I will then calculate the Binomal Distribution (probability) of my results.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I've averaged about 4-5 hours of sleep over the past 4 days and I felt quite sleep-deprived when I went to bed last night.
Knowing that I could sleep for as long as I want this night, I fell into bed, closed my eyes and was asleep immediately.
I woke up after about 8 hours, decided that it was not enough, turned around and fell back asleep.

I open my eyes. I want to turn towards my clock to see how late it is, but somehow the task proves to be difficult.
I can't really turn my body, am I in SP?
No. It feels different. I feel weightless, and I can see even though it's pitch black in my room.
The colors are a bit weird. I try to levitate upwards because I feel that I can.
I slowly start levitating and turning in the air.
I see myself lying in bed which gives me a bit of a shock.

This hasn't happened before. I've seen myself in mirrors, but I've never actually seen myself face to face in a dream.
My room seems to look identical to the waking life counterpart, down to the smallest detail.
I try to stabilize the dream, but my usual methods fail.
Most of my senses aren't working. I can't hear, I can't smell, and as I try to touch my desk, my hand just moves straight through, I can't feel either.
I notice that I can feel the presence of the people sleeping in the same house though
I find all of this quite weird, I haven't experienced a dream like this before, and I'm not sure what to do.
I look at my hands and notice that the reason I can't touch things is because I don't have a 'real dream body'.
I'm more like a ghost, my hands are slightly transparent.

As I get better control, I levitate outside of my apartment by floating through the wall.
I want to leave because the sight of my own body freaks me out a bit.
It's still dark outside.
I try to summon the wings on my left arm to teleport, but I can't.
The thought that I might be floating around the real world crosses my mind, but I feel like I can't think about it properly.

For some reason the thought to visit an ex-girlfriend crosses my mind.
I immediately know it's a shitty idea, but then I locate her aura, or more like a feeling in which direction she is, and just start floating towards her.
She's in Sweden, but even though I'm not really moving that fast, I'm crossing the ocean within seconds.

We first met when she was on vacation somewhere close to where I live. We met in a rather weird way, but got along quite well and decided to hang out.
We fell for each other quite quickly and hung out nonstop for 2 weeks until she had to go home.
Both of us knew that a long-distance relationship wouldn't work so we called it quits.
It's only then I realized how badly I actually fell for her, it took me quite some time to get over her.

I'm approaching her house. I've obviously never been here, but I know this is her place.
I approach the window of her room. I just want to see how she's doing, I want to know that she's happy.
I float through the window. She has a really nice room.
She has 3 different e-guitars, quite a few rock band posters on the walls, a king size bed, a really big desk with 3 monitors on it.
There's quite a few books, and a lot of clothes on the floor.

She's sitting at her desk, she's studying. She hasn't changed much, she looks exactly like I remember her.
She turns around and looks at me. This freaks me out a bit, somehow I was under the assumption that she couldn't.
It looks like she's thinking about something. She turns back towards the desk, she didn't see me after all.
Did she feel my presence?
I consider the possibility that I'm really here, in which case what I'm doing would be very creepy.
I decide to go back home... for some reason I'm immediately in my bedroom again.

I want to have a proper lucid dream, but I feel like I can't in this state.
I try to move back into my body...

Well... this was weird.

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

Tonight, I decided to try to WILD with the help of a free lucid dreaming Iso tone I got from iso-tones.com. I would listen to if after I woke from my alarm.

My first dream, and in fact all my dreams this night, were very long & vivid. The first dream wasn't very pleasant. I was standing outside my bedroom with my older brother. We were looking inside my bedroom. There were six spiders on the inside of my window. Six spiders. In the real world, I'm quite scared of spiders, but it's x10 worse if the spider is in my room. I express my disbelief to my brother.
The scene changes; I'm in my backyard with my younger brother. My bed is also out there. Since it's a dream, the extension has yet to be built. It's night-time, and we're spraying the bed with my insect & bug killer. i don't miss a spot.
I'm back in my room. I notice, in the cupboard, there is an old dirty hole. I franticly spray in there. I think to myself, it must be where they get it. I don't see any more spiders. I feel that since they're all gone, and that the holes have all been sprayed, no more should be in my room again. This gives me some peace of mind.

I'm back outside again. There is a big old-looking tree. It has a tarp, I think a green one, going over it. On the top of the tree (it's slightly taller than me) is a disturbing sight. It's a mouse, completely engulfed in spider webs. The tree is covered in spider webs, that look similar to beeswax. My little brother, who is now with me, doesn't realise what it is. I have to explain it's a mouse.

My alarm wakes me up. I remember to use the iso, combined with WILD. I listen to the entire 30 minute MP3. I'm still nowhere near entering SP, and my hair is beginning to itch, so I decide to just go for WBTB instead. I remind myself to become lucid, and to remember my goals and to stabilise the dream. This pays off.

I would rate the following lucid dream as a layer three, minor.

Spoiler for Layer Three:

Layer Three (Minor):
You'll realise you're dreaming and fully understand the implications of what dreaming really is. The dream will be stable and vivid. However, you'll not have full control over your actions and at points it may feel like you're watching a film. You understand that the dream characters are merely a facet of your imagination, although they still believe that they're real.

When you become lucid, you understand the full implications, but you're not in total control. Because you're watching it unfold without any real influence over it, you become so immersed in the dream you lose lucidity. Later on you regain lucidity and remember how earlier on in the dream you were also lucid.

I'm on a stretch of road, in a small town. I don't really how I become lucid; I think I was lucid from the beginning. I excitedly rub my hands to stabilise the dream. I yell "This is a dream" many times. As I do this I notice some buildings in the distance increasing in detail. I want to finally complete some of my dream goals. I consider finding my DG, but I realise that may take some time, so I just try to find my dream name instead. A friend of mine named Harry.B is in a black car near me. I get in the car as he starts to drive. I ask him my dream name. He think for a few moments. He says "Hansen Francis." I can tell by the look on his face, and the fact that a friend of mine is called Hansen, that he just made this up. I decide to disregard this. Whilst in the car I have to yell "This is a dream" a few more times.
By now, my lucidity is fading. I'm still lucid, just much less aware. I'm at school outside my lockers, and I'm still trying to find out my dream name. I ask a kid named Luke. He gives me a very intellectual speech on how one does not just find his dream name, he must earn it. I'm surprised at how much sense he's making. I remember for a few moments being in the canteen, but this doesn't last long.
Now I'm outside again. There is a big factory to my right. Nobody is near me. I decide to try and fly. Since my logic was still not working very well, this was very extremely easy. I just jumped up, and off I went. I was thinking to myself how badly I didn't want to forget this when I awoke. Then I woke up.

Only when I woke up, did I realise how un-lucid the end of that dream had become. I happily wrote the the dreams down.

I went back to sleep for a short while. I had a third very vivid but short dream. I was in my maths class, which was very dark and gloomy. Sitting next to me on my left was my school crush. I hear someone to my right on the other side of the room talking to her. I'm slightly embarrassed, and incredibly sick. I have a very runny nose and headache. I keep coughing and sneezing. I look to my left again to see that an old lady had sat between me and my crush.

I'm ticking the "task of the month" DJ category because I believe "find your dream name" was a previous one. I'm going to try my luck with the Iso tones again tonight. Hopefully I can use it to aid WILD.

I woke up today at 4:30am and took my G+C combo - 8mg+235mg respectively at around 5am. Went back to bed after eating a slice of cheese.

I have to consider this attempt a failure because though it felt somewhat promising, my punk kids woke up at around 5:30ish and disturbed the whole thing, so I couldn't continue (shakes a fist at said kids). I had to wake up then, and man was it a strange feeling to be awake on that stuff.

Exhausted, at around 11:30am I managed to steal a 2 hour nap while the kids slept. I tried a sort of WILD thing, trying to remain conscious with "1 I am dreaming.. 2 I am dreaming" as sleep came, but I found I was going in and out of remembering which number I was at. That happened about 3 times.
Then, in my dream, which was very very sexual in feeling, I gained some slight lucidity just before and during a really intense climax. I felt I had the choice to be lucid or go along with the dream at the time. I chose to be lucid, but go along with it. Thinking back on it now it was really strange as it wasn't a sexual scene, nor sexual things happening, but just the feeling was there.

After the climax I sort of lost my lucidity and dreamed a little while longer before waking up. So I guess it was a half success, with a pretty nice side benefit included!

I have a lists of items and summons all over the place, and I figure it'd be best to have a log of them here, just in case I lose them. Any readers can also make use of them, if they find them interesting.
This is something I started doing recently, so I don't have a "big" list, but I look to improve the list over time.
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Spoiler for List of Talismans: :

List of Talismans: (All items tested with success)

Spoiler for Info:

Talismans are items I summon in dreams using portals.
These items are different from usual dream items, because I think them up while awake, and bring them in. This lets me give them magical and/or special traits.

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Spoiler for Handbag:

A simple beige handbag, wore on the shoulder or tied around the waist.

A portable portal, able to bring anything into existence.

Spoiler for "Stop watch":

An indestructible, iron pocket watch with a chain.

Pushing the button once will stop the flow of time within a dream, leaving the holder immune. If the watch is dropped during the stop, time is resumed.
Pushing the button again will resume the flow of time.

Spoiler for Indestructo Mask:

An eerie and weathered hockey mask.

When placed on the face, the mask wraps around the head of the wearer, now "host" providing the wearer with invulnerability and fearlessness.

To remove, simply pull up under the chin. (only the wearer can remove the mask)

All other items currently in testing.

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Spoiler for List of Summons::

List of Summons:

Spoiler for Info:

Summons are demons, monsters, angels, and all other forms of mythological beings I use as assistants inside my dreams.

I always give a name to my assistants, to make sure what I summon isn't generic, or hostile.
I try to keep the names simple, because I never know just how lucid I'll be when I need them.

I know I laid them out in a video game style; frankly, it helps he validate them and bring them into the dreams.

Spoiler for How to Summon:

To summon, hold your hand above your head, call out the name of your summon, and try to 'share your energy' with it. Hard to explain, but if you can think up another method, PM me.

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Spoiler for Fluffy:

Name: Fluffy
Species: Demon Rabbit
Rank: 2 (speed type)

A demon rabbit: the size of a large dog, with razor-sharp teeth and the land speed of a horse on crack.

[Moveset]
Survey : Passive awareness of the area
Demon Form : Goes from a cute, cuddly cottontail to a drooling, scary monster. (and it's on our side!)

Spoiler for Kitty:

Name: Kitty
Species: Kitsune
Rank : 2 (Spirit type)

Kitsune: A Kitsune is a fox deity that originated in Japan, said to possess magical powers and great intelligence. The wiser and more powerful they become, the more tails they have. (Ninetails is a Kitsune)

[Moveset]
Transform :
Invisibility :
Light : A light shines from the caster, illuminating the area. (mostly for me)
Dark Vision : Passive ability to see even in pitch black areas. (Mostly not for me)
-- Tier 2 --
Dream Travel : (untested) I want to try and send her into other people's dreams.
Possess Foe : (untested)
Fox-Fire : Tested with lightning; apparently she isn't powerful enough.
Fox-Lightning :

Spoiler for Nixie:

Name: Nikki (Nixie)
Species: Pixie
Rank : 3 (Spirit type)

Pixie: According to the local folklore of south-west England, pixies are small mischievous creatures that inhabit the countryside and woodlands and like to play pranks on humans.

[Moveset]
Traesto : Wake me up. (works very well, with no FAs)
Trafuri : Escape enemies.
Heal : (Works better than you'd think)
Light :

Spoiler for Slime Team:

Names:
Slimey : Rank: 1 (Blue, Defense type)
Sludgy: Rank: 1 (Purple, Speed type)
Swampy: Rank 2 (Orange, Attack type)

Slime: Many slime dwell underground, and most secrete an acid from their skin that dissolves flesh and other materials rapidly. (Inspired by Dragon Warrior I)
These are actually the first monsters I created, which is funny, if you think about it.

[Moveset]
Capture : Leap out and grab the specified enemy.
Devour : Eat and destroy the captured enemy. (OMFG this is cool to watch!)
Equip : All slimes cover the arms and legs of the summoner, allowing for maximum offense/defense.
Land Mine : Quickly snatch the feet of the specified enemy. (Like capture, but harder to avoid)

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

I awake to my alarm. I remember that I need to get up and wake myself up, so I do. First, I write down all the dreams I remember on my iPod. It's about 6:25 I think. I get up and go to get a drink of orange juice. I see my dad and say good morning. Back in my bed, I try to WILD. Everything goes well for about 15 minutes. I begin feel slightly numb.
I wake up a few hours later and realise I fell asleep.

Lisa Simpson is at an old, dirty, and slightly flooded closed outdoor swimming pool. She is trying to get it re-opened. Nelson is also there. He is saying to her she should drink the water, if she wants the pool re-opened. In this dream, the scenery is of a lower-class town. It is the early hours of the morning. Almost everything is made of old stone.

In the second dream, the scenery is similar to the previous dream. There is a reporter interviewing a 13 year-old gothic girl who is getting married. The reporter can't stand the girl's vocabulary.

In the third dream, a kid named Joe from my school is with another kid called Ash. They were messing about, but I don't really remember what they did. A kid named Daniel —also from my school— and I are trying to find our phones in a big, clear, rectangle box filled with phones. I find two iPads. They don't look like regular iPads; they have the button on the side, and they appear cheaper made. He hands me my phone. It's an iPhone, but it has a different shape and a orange back cover. I marvel at its looks, as I walk away.
I've just walked through some doors. I'm holding my school books. I pass a large pot-plant. It has big, dead, white caterpillars on it. Another kid and I both say how gross it is.

In the fourth dream I'm in a bed. It wasn't actually my bed. Behind my head was a window. It was completely dark. Smoke seeps into the room. My dad walks over and opens the window very slightly, letting in a tiny ray of light. The smoke gets sucked out. I thank him, but I'm slightly annoyed he let light in.

I don't actually remember the sixth dream, however it is still written down on iPod. Here's the direct quote. It may be messy, since I rushed it.
I'm at a school bench I think and ash and Joe are still with me. I think I looked at a coldplay cd and thought it was good, but kept quiet because I didn't want to look lame.

In the sixth dream, I'm with Joel Luke and Brant. Luke says how tall I've gotten. I go under something to grab an old piece of clothing, to compare it to what I'm wearing now.
We're all watching a film that I've already seen. I remember seeing a strange shape flying through pretty dream-flowers. A sad part comes on, and the theme music to the film Up starts playing. I look to my right and find Joel tearing-up.
I'm back in the room from the beginning of the dream. I run over to Luke, and am horrified to find I'm not wearing any pants. I run back, embarrassed.

Test entry, will be replaced with a dream later today!

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

I'm writing this a day late (sorry), so I don't really remember what happened with my alarm.

I'm in a room (or possibly outdoors at night) with all the other students from my school. We're each at individual desks. All the desks are transparent and have a blue glow to them. There is a short middle-aged teacher in the centre. She is telling us how things have changed since last year, and lucid dreaming is now okay. She encourages us to get into it. She tells us how to become lucid. To become lucid we had to take out our rulers from our pencil cases, and tap the pencil case over and over. I do this. I notice some people around me already have given up.
I can't believe this didn't make me lucid.

In the second dream, I'm at an orphan's house. Stephen Merchant is with me. I remember the orphan as a 7-10 year old African kid. I look into the cupboard and find depressingly bad toys -old second-hand board games.

In the third dream, I was at some big oval. There were buildings and people everywhere. I was at a vending machine.There was a kid, from my after school care program (many years ago), named Mitch there. I think he stole something. I buy something from the machine, but then I also steal something. I think that nobody's going to ever find out. The machine doesn't even have a glass screen on it