side notes

Ive decided to extend my DEILD idea to another level and use an alarm clock to wake me up. This proved to be much easier this morning as I managed not to move when the alarm beeped. I am happy because its the alarm on my watch and it is not very loud yet I heard it clearly. Not in REM, however.

i was very suprised while dreaming when i realized that i was dreaming.

I started my dream sitting at my computer looking at something, probably youtube. i got up to go to the bathroom. i went into the bathroom and noticed everything was different. it was in a different room and just looked completely different. i walked up to my parents and asked them what was going on. they looked at me questionably. i asked myself if i was dreaming. i wasnt sure, i needed something else to prove it. i go back into my room and there is a little girl sitting at my computer like i was(ive never met this girl before except in my dreams-this is the 3rd time she has been in my dreams). she turns and looks at me and says nothing. i instantly know that im dreaming now. i yell "Holy S**T im dreaming!" the girl doesnt react in anyway. i walk out of the room and my parents say "your dreaming?". i start to laugh and get excited because this is the first time its ever happened and i wasnt even trying to have a lucid dream. i walk out infront of my house and see an attractive korean-american women. i test my ability to control her and kiss her, we kiss, but she shows no emotion, so I leave her and look around outside. I walk to my friends house but the dream world is different from my home town and i get lost. i stop at the corner of a street and see an escalade parked. i open the back door and see 4 girls sitting inside. i dont know 3 of them but the 4th is my ex girlfriend. we talked about something for a short while until i see more girls on the other side of the street. i go over and talk to them. i try kissing one of them, but it wasn't that interesting so I quit. after that everything goes black. i have a false awakening in my bedroom. my brother is in my room looking threw some of my games. i talk to him a little and then i remember the dream i just had. i question the dream again. i ask my brother a math problem(6x7) i couldnt think of the answer because i was still full of excitement. he couldnt answer. i ask him what 2+2 is and i think of the answer, 4. he says 4. i ask him what 1+2 is and i think of 4 again. he says 4 and thats when i realize im dreaming again. i tell him to throw the cd in his hand into the wall. he does so without question. now im sure that im dreaming. unfortunately i wake up before i get to leave my house.


side notes:
my dream sign might be the little girl at my computer.
i had 2 lucid dreams
1 false awakening

So since I've come back from my vacation everything has been a disaster. After we got the pony taken care of I started getting harassed by some ass. @.@ I got the police involved the other day and so far everything has stopped, but all this crazy has ruined all my dream progress. I will need to start all over again as now i'm only remembering one dream a night. If that. ;-; ARG!!!!!! I really do hope the ass call my phone again, let me tell you what! I'll show him for killing my dreams...

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

13-10-10 Meditated before going to bed yesterday, which seemed to have a profound impact on recall and gave a couple of the dreams a spiritual direction. No lucids bar a couple of seconds long dream during a WILD attempt in the morning I don't count (I only managed to realise I was free of my physical body and the scene had somewhat stabilised (there was only a ball to begin with). I ended up at a handball game in a theatre, where the referee's table was cheating, before I was slammed back awake >.<)

I am at a dinner party with the family, it is a birthday or Christmas or something similar. I am in the kitchen and as people are leaving the kitchen I notice my grandmother on my father's side at the cooker putting something in the oven. As she is dead this comes as quite a surprise for me. So I address her by her name. “Gerda, is that you?” she confirms this and in a mixture of happiness and stunned surprise I ask her if I am insane. “Yes” she say. My grandfather comes in and starts talking to her. We look at each other and my grandfather proclaims “I knew I wasn't crazy, if you can see her too”. We walk into the living room and she disappears, however we call upon her and as she comes forward more of the family can see her as well. Some are happy others refuse to go in the living room, one proclaim “it smells rotten” which makes me worried if it is a good thing or not. At some point I try and ask her why she still remains, she tells me my grandfather needs her.

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Many of my dreams were set in a tropical setting so it is a bit difficult to tell where one ends and another begins.

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I am on a tropical island and we are walking down hill. It seems to be roughly the same group we went to Thailand. I am on the lookout for things that deserve to get their picture taken. Not for myself, I don't have a camera and the ones I have had always break. All of a sudden we are surrounded by weird architecture. It looks somewhat medieval, but has a bit more of a modern tinge to it. At the same time it looks like it belongs there. In retrospect I believe the architecture was impossible in the physical world, but in the dream I just look at it. Some younger fearless children start walking on the walls surrounding the building and the walls I see are fairly thin, this scares me. I stop and think to myself if I have reached the age where I am starting to fear injurries from falling. Normally I would join the children (in my other dreams the place would have been perfect for some parcour).

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Calle is feeling ill, I am not sure where we are going, but we are travelling somewhere. He is sweating and bright red in his face. I try and calm him down and ask if he has been drinking water, he gives a vague confirmation and doesn't sound convincing. I tell him to keep drinking water, regardless of what it is. I suspect it is either dehydration or panic anxiety. His daughter or wife agrees that he should drink more water.

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Again on a tropical island that resemble the one with the magnificent architecture. Though I believe we are at the top of the island. Bruce Willis is there, can't remember if he was in character or just himself. He goes on a rampage after becoming angry about something. In the end either me (in 3rd person view) or someone else who lures him into a room and lock the doors. “You understand I had to do this don't you?” Bruce acknowledge without a grudge. Me/him goes into the room, wearing old school divers suits both of them (you know the ones where a fuck off large metal helmet and a tube needed to be attached at the collar of the suit).

Bruce seems to accept that he is to be punished and for some reason a beacon of light that I had not noticed prior shifts and find a girl/woman in the forest, she seems surprised by this. He says something about that me/him has to watch over his light that is needed elsewhere now. The last thing he wants to do is listen to some recordings of a dead language while he reads a translation (thus making the language not dead, but anyways) of the text. He starts chanting and I realise that he is trying to learn the language. This is significant to me in some ways, at least I think it is because I have heard a voice in my head that might be in this language. Should I be able to learn this language maybe I could interpret what is said. I feel an energy building around and inside me.

This energy remains vibrating in my body as I wake up (nope wasn't a FA)

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I am at some sort of party in the town I grew up. I go somewhere and when I go back I take a path behind the roads. This is very narrow and filled with trees. I have taken off my shoes as I feel like hardening my feet. In the beginning I have my shoes in my hands, but I drop them at some point. The path is difficult to walk bare footed and some times I end up crawling over trees in order to get forward. I sense someone behind me and look down and it is a guy from the town that I am normally disassociated with, but we seem to be friends in the dream and he is at the party as well. He is on a bike and he question what I am doing. I explain the shoe situation and he says “Ah you have no shoes” He gives me a ride (for some reason the path is easily traversable to bikes O.o). I am careful not getting my bare feet stuck in the wheel of the bike although I am close at one point. We get to a shop, he is supposed to pick something up. I say damn, I am sure I had my shoes with me to begin with. I check my pockets, but only a pair of sandals is in my blazer pocket (I am wearing a blazer now, with sandals in the pocket WTF!?). He assures me that he will drive back and get them for me if they are still there, it isn't a long drive. He encourage me to go back to the party.

This isn't a dream

I looked at my yahoo email today, and there was a new folder called "Notes" I clicked on it, and inside of it was an email from myself without a subject. the email said "Tablet PC" this creeped me out.

I changed the folder name to "Damn Templar's" and deleted the email. after that I thought better about it, deleted the folder and changed my email password.

I'm probably doing exactly what they want by posting this, If they wanted to spy on me, I'm sure that they wouldn't change something in my email, oh well.

Ok so I finally had my first ever lucid dream since I've been keeping my dream journal. Here's how it went: starts out in my house nothing too unusual going on my foster mom and dad are in their room laying down and I'm walking around the house, in the living room there is a large woman working a bar that sells some delicious cakes, she seems to like me but I'm more interested in the cakes, when there's is only one left she tell me she can't sell anymore so i go to my sisters room and find my friends psp. Finding his psp in her rooms bothers me because i'de been asking to borrow the thing for ages and he wouldn't let me so i pick it up and start battling (He had the new birth by sleep kingdom hearts game; fitting for something in the dream world.)eventually i go into the game and start running around, though it's no longer kingdom hearts its more mario/zelda themed and i have a sword, Somehow i run into my friend Butters in the game and he wants to try a sword trick he's figured out we do the trick and somehow i think the trick is relevant to a reality check so when it causes me to appear back in my parents room from the start of the dream, i realize hey it worked and start walking around the house seeing if i can gain some dream control. I try to make some grapes appear to see if i can do it and there are like three, another interesting thing to note is that my friend came with me from the game back to the house (along with a few others) but in the transition he turned from Butters in the game part to my friend randy once we got back to my house.

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

When my 6:30 alarm went off this morning, I was still sleepy, despite having gone to bed just after 10, and I felt somehow sure that I'd have at least one dream that I remembered if I slept in for another hour, so I reset the alarm for 7:30. Luckily, before I fell asleep again, I remembered that REM cycles take 90 minutes, so I reset it again for 8:00. [I'm not entirely sure in what order I had the following dreams, nor am I sure whether the first one took place before or after the 6:30 alarm, but here they all are.]

I open my eyes in my bedroom and immediately notice that the light fixture in the center of the ceiling has a square cover over the lightbulb, like the light over the shower in my real bathroom, not a round cover like it does in my real bedroom. I say right out loud, “That light is wrong, so I must be dreaming! HELLS TO THE YEAH!” I get out of bed, but then stand just inside the door for a few moments, trying to figure out whether or not I can still breathe through my nose while pinching it shut. It seems I can, but only a little bit. Confused, I give up trying to figure it out and leave the room to say good morning to my mom. She's there, just like normal. I go back in my room and, still hopeful that this might still be a dream, try to walk through one of the walls. Again, it doesn't work; the wall and I are completely solid to each other.

The Dream King is talking to me. [Not the one from The Sandman; it's the gryphon from the Rankin-Bass version of “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.”] He says something along the lines of, “When you summoned us for fun times earlier, you bounced and lay down. The next time you do it, could you lay on your back first so the palace doesn't get shaken around?”

I'm in a park somewhere with P. We have to go through it to get home. There are all these dogs running around, and she protects me from them just by knowing how to act confidently and politely toward them. At some point, we end up riding bareback on a horse through the park. I can feel the horse's hair. Eventually we get to an escalator and start riding up it (yes, still on our horse). It goes up into an enclosed chamber with animatronic figurines in it, designed to look like the riders of the escalator are coming out of the mouth of some giant creature. There is some kind of audio narration playing, thanking us for visiting this attraction. When we get to the top of the escalator and exit the chamber, we're on a street.

The 8:00 alarm went off for real, and I recalled all of the above. I went out of my room and talked to my mom.
Me: I just had a really confusing dream. Is this the first time I've come out to say hi to you this morning, or the second?
Mom: The first.
Me: I thought so. That's what I dreamed about.
After I'd confirmed it, I started feeling happy and proud about having another lucid dream.

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Meta-commentary:

The WBTB+MILD technique seems to be working well for me, at least giving me interesting dreams with good recall, if not consistently giving me lucid dreams. I've found something that works for me, though, so I'm going to keep it up. I was making the effort with my MILDing again last night, but I could be putting even more effort into it. Also, I had my cardboard-square bracelet on for most of the night, but I think I took it off when the 6:30 alarm went off because I was tired of wearing it. I'm not sure, though, so I can't say whether or not I was wearing it when I had my lucid dream. Finally, I shall have to remember not to rely on the nose-pinch RC so much; it served to confuse the issue rather than to clarify it. Next time, I'll try the finger-counting method.

10.10.2010

Experiences in an Unfamiliar Bed (Note)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There is a theory that sleeping in an unfamiliar bed or location brings a lighter level of sleep. Ie, one is closer to wakefullness (maybe an evolutionary thing- unfamiliar places could be dangerous, gotta keep alert), so lucid dreams come easier. I've recently moved into university accommodation , so I've had the perfect opportunity to test this theory.

Is it true then? After a few weeks of experience, I can confirm that the answer is: Maybe. I've been having a few more lucid dreams than normal, but this could be attributed to many things, such as my sleeping pattern (or lack thereof) or the many REM-rebound WILDs that seem to come automatically with a hangover.

With regard to WILDs, they are becoming more and more easy. Afternoon naps are the ticket. Lie-ins too. Anyway, I haven't actually been recording any dreams lately, so all I have are short synopses.

Shazam, one monthly goal down, 2 t'go.

LD 3 is in the bag, I'm a bit sad I didn't remember to try and summon my Sub (Or for that matter, talk to anyone/thing...) but I did try some tests and expressed a bit of dream control. It's also my first LD where I didn't HAVE t'do 2 RCs (Though I did RC twice out of choice.)

Can't write out the entire thing, but it was a mostly easily interpreted dream. Of note of the things I did were: Enter a mirror, summon 3 weapons, will clarity, test a 'head shake' (Instead of a spin... Worked... At the cost of lucidity.)

I'll also note I didn't need to calm myself after becoming lucid. (Though I should've gone through the motions anyway...)

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary and notes written while awake]

Last night, while going to sleep and attempting to MILD, I stopped to pray. I had stopped to pray the previous night, too, and had had no dreams that I could remember, so I almost didn't want to do it again, but I told myself, Post hoc, ergo propter hoc much? You know that doesn't make sense. Just go ahead and do it. So I did. [I'm only writing this part down because it relates to the first dream I had last night.]

[Dream #1] On the corner of the street my house is on [a corner that doesn't exist in real life – the real corner is just a 90-degree turn in the road, but in the dream, it's a four-way intersection], in the front yard of the corner house, there is a big, tall tree with bright yellow leaves like the leaves on a maidenhair tree. There are also some gourds with faces hand-carved on them hanging from the tree. The house belongs to an old woman, who did the carving. I am reading a newspaper article about this house, in a newspaper called The Syntax. According to the article, a few days ago, a strong wind picked up and blew all the leaves off the tree. Immediately thereafter, people in the neighborhood started having various strokes of both good and bad fortune, and they all claimed that it was because of the wind blowing the leaves off the tree. This sparked a neighborhood-wide controversy: were the good things really caused by the tree, or the bad things, or none of them? Someone who was interviewed for the newspaper article argued for the “none of them” position by quoting the Bible verse about how no one can tell where the wind comes from or where it is going. [John 3:8, for the record.]

[Dream #2] I'm walking through an indoor hallway to get to some kind of high school sporting event that is being held in a high school gymnasium. One of the teams is called the Blue Meanies; they have two mascot outfits, a male and female Norse warrior. The other team has someone in a mascot outfit, too. [I don't remember now what it looked like, or what their team name was.] Each team has also brought just a handful of cheerleaders to the game.

[Dream #3] I'm playing PackRat. [Again.] There are two different limited-release collections pretty much right at the same time, and they've re-released a whole bunch of retired cards for the recipes in the retired collections. The images on one of the limited-release sets are of pipes or cables, and they extend across multiple different cards. They're making it even easier than they did with the jigsaw-puzzle set, I think. [The jigsaw-puzzle set exists in reality; this limited-release set does not.] I find that my pack has been erased and refilled with 5 cards from the other limited-release set, the one with normal art [in Doug J.'s signature style], one of which is the top card.

[Dream #4 – seemed to segue directly from the above, but how, I couldn't say] I'm outside somewhere, apparently in the yard or garden of some manor house or something, and it's nighttime. I see a fireworks show starting up a short distance away; the horizon is low and flat, so I can see it with no obstructions at all. My mom is there, and I tell her that if she turns around, she can see the fireworks show.

Woke up at 2:32 A.M. Took some notes on my dreams so far on a notepad, then went back to sleep, attempting to MILD again. It worked!

[Dream #5] I'm in the house I grew up in again. [Although this is a known dream sign for me, I don't remember specifically thinking, “hey, if I'm here, then I must be dreaming.” Nonetheless,] I'm lucid enough to decide to walk around from room to room of my own volition. When I get to the bathroom, I try to walk through the back wall of the white tile shower, which would take me out into the patio. [Yes, the real house is laid out that way.] It doesn't work; I only get part way into it, not through it. I don't feel anything. I continue walking through the house, and one of my parents sees me. [That's all I remember, unfortunately.]

[Dream #6] My family and I are on vacation in Key Largo. [Apart from having tropical beaches, it's absolutely nothing at all like the real Key Largo, which I've been to once.] It consists of a couple of islands connected by a bridge. On the first one, there is a high, tower-like hill. We climb the stairs to the top and look out at the ocean and the other island, which is where the town and the boat launch area are. I exclaim, “Guess what I forgot! Sunblock!” Then we go down the hill and over into town.

The town, or at least the downtown, consists of one big continuous building with corridors lined with shops and restaurants running through it. The entrances to the corridors are numbered and are rounded, making them look more like tunnels. We go down corridor #8 and pass a lot of shops. It's obvious how small and rivalry-filled, yet close-knit, the community here is by what's written on the signs people have in front of their shops: one of them says that their food is better than the food at another shop (even specifically naming the other one!), and another contains a proposal of marriage. Eventually, the tunnel ends in a rounded food court, like in a mall. My parents and I go over to a coffee shop/bakery toward the far side of the chamber and a little to the right. There are breads and pastries displayed all over the back wall and in long glass cases.

[Very abruptly, the scene changes and] My mom and I are driving in her car back toward the main highway that runs through the Florida Keys. (The two islands mentioned above that make up Key Largo stick out from it at a right angle.) I see the high-rise buildings of Key West [the what now?!] in the distance. The sun is either rising or setting, and the way its light is hitting them is making them glow with amazingly brilliant neon colors. [Some of which would be impossible in real life. It's surreal, but really beautiful.] I tell my mom to look at the light on the high-rises, and she does. In order to get a better view of it from further back, she turns the car so the front windshield is facing the high-rises, then starts backing it up, across the sandy beach and into the ocean. Somewhere around here, I shift to viewing the scene from a third-person perspective, up above the car. The car keeps going across the water for a pretty good distance before it sinks into the ocean and we die. Then I think to myself, “Only not really, because this is a dream.” Then the scene rewinds [on its own, not because of anything I did, thought, or willed]. The car drives forward, back over the surface of the water, with me still watching from my third-person perspective.

On our way back toward the town (I'm back to first-person perspective now), I look back and can see where the main highway is by the telephone poles and elevated bridges on the horizon. When we reach the town, I can see that there's a small railroad that goes all the way around the outside of the building, and every shop has a back door that opens onto the railroad track. This is how they load and unload things. Of course, I think; there's no room for cars or trucks on the island. [Then what are we doing driving our car there?] We re-enter the coffee shop/bakery from before, through the back door, and now we order food: cinnamon rolls out of one of those canisters you get from the refrigerated section at the grocery store. The shop attendant opens the canister behind the counter, and the vertical stack of cinnamon rolls expands, the frosting running down the sides. I say aloud, “Do want!” We proceed along the outside of the glass cases to where the coffee machines are. The signs on the coffee machines show that they contain a milder and a bolder version of Dunkin' Donuts coffee. I start getting myself some coffee, and then the dream ends.

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Some meta-commentary on the lucid dreaming journey:

One of the things I'm really liking about this experiment with dream journaling and lucid dreaming is that it's finally broken me of the bad habit of staying up past 11:00 every night that I developed when I started college. I was still doing it up until a week or two ago. I always used to want to stay in bed until well after sunrise, but the sunlight always woke me up, so I got a sleep mask and got into the habit of reaching over and putting it on as soon as the sunlight started to wake me up, then continuing to sleep, or trying to. I've been in this habit for at least a year, and I'm finding that it's so deeply ingrained that I'm still doing it, even though I'm now going to bed earlier and getting up at or before sunrise. I would be annoyed by this if I hadn't realized that it's useful – I have a natural, biological WBTB alarm set.

Last night, I read this thread and decided to adopt the mantra “I lucid dream” for MILD purposes. I decided to put that sentence in the same mental categories with such sentences as “I play the clarinet,” “I speak Spanish,” and “I write novels:” the categories of “ongoing, recurring action” and “learned skill.”

My previous lucid experience back on the night of October 1 left me euphoric for the entirety of the next day, but this one just left me disappointed. While I was recalling my dreams after waking up, I thought: What did I just say about lucid dreaming being a learned skill? That was only my third time. What was it like the third time I played the clarinet? I know the answer to that one: I only played one, two, or three different notes, because that was all I knew how to play. It took lots of practice and learning before I could play all the notes. I hope, and intend, to master lucid dreaming skills via the same process.

Type: Lucid, fragmented, experimental.
Lucidity: [3/10]
Vividness: [2/10]



Well first of all let me say that having another lucid dream is a very reassuring thing to me, and also motivating - shows that my efforts, readings from all of you in the forums and books, are all having some sort of productive, positive effect! I tried for a year before I had my first LD, and was worried it was just random/by chance, but that occured on the 20th of September, so this was only a little more than two weeks apart. My LD goal was to have two lucid dreams by October 31st, and I've already accomplished that so early int he month. Woot.

Anyways, the dreams-

First dream of the night I'm at a house party with people my age or just a little bit younger. Lots of fun, I'm drinking vodka but I really do not like vodka much , so I ask somebody if I can trade for their whiskey but am rejected so I go mix it with something and drink it anways [should've been a DS since I stopped drinking]. Lots of girls , really good time, pretty average sized house a little big, white walls and completely dark outside windows. Suddenly we learn that the cops are coming, and there are underage people there so we clean up remarkably fast and efficiently and there is only food and soda out. The cops pull up and are standing outside the door but don't knock for some reason, so I open the door and ask "How may I help you, officer?" and he responds by asking me why I just opened the door [which was pretty funny]. I"m worried since I don't want to be arresting purchasing for minors but they wind up arresting two other guys for completely unrelated reasons to the party and leave without trouble. I remember one of the guys having a bright orange bandana, plain, that just struck me as odd, possibly another DS.

I have another dream after that with the same cast of DC riding bikes or hanging otu near a lake outside, talking to girls, very summer ish, everything green nice big sky . [it's autumn now, no green to be seen]

So I don't recall precisly how I became lucid or the dream leading up to it but this is what I remember of the first one

I'm walking along a cobblestone path, woods on either side of me, and I decide to RC for a reason I cannot recall. I do the looking at hands technique, and then the pinch-ing nose technique and it passes and I verify that I am dreaming. Last time I got over excited and frantically repeated to myself "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming!" and lost control after about 15 seconds, so this time I was determined to remain calm and gently remind myself, which worked perfectly. I look at the ground, trying to focus my vision and repeat "stabilize" four times, without much effect, at least compared to the effect I expected it to have. Perhaps I just didn't repeat it emphatically enough, will try again in future. I felt a huge sensation of energy and heat flow through my body when I became lucid, and it was very pleasurable. The next part is a bit hazy, I'm kind of jumping around a house, through corridors, checking out rooms, wondering if I'm actually dreaming and keep RCing, worried that I'll hurt myself by flying or something. Almost walk in on my mom in the bathroom but she yells at me [weird but silly], I can't really think of what I want to do, not incredible lucidity or vividness, so I think "oh what the hell, I'll have sex" [since men can always think of that in any situation], so I enter a bathroom, big and plain with shower and big jacuzzi bathtub, ready for sex, and a gay guy is standing in there, and when I walk in he pulls down his pants and bends over, but thankfully his body is kind of plasticy and not incredibly realistic. At first I'm like "meh, it's just a dream, just want to test realness" but don't because.. well.. I'd rather have sex with a gorgeous woman! So I tell him that I want to have sex with the most beautiful woman, somebody I don't know, and he says fine and leaves the room, so I imagine the sexiest woman I can think of and she walks in the room. I must've put too much attention on the woman because when she came in I was viewing it in 3rd person, lucidity wavering but I've never experienced that so I didn't think to stabilize. So she kind of turned plastic-ish and kind of became a doll and the dream faded away

So I woke up from the dream, was about to record it in my DJ but first did a RC just for the hell of itand the nose pinch RC did to for me AGAIN! Awesome, glad I've been practicing that one in RL. False awaking FTW. So I'm lucid in my room, and decide to leave, walk out and I'm in a house different from where my room is, long hallway with windows, so I open the window and think about summoning a bow or sword to act out some Zelda situations [since my alarm is Zelda game boy tunes], but decide I don't really want to do that and fly out of the window to the ground, woods on both sides, dark sky like just after sunset, and a lake infront of me. As I was flying I tried to change the dream scene so I started to spin with my arms out and thought about going to a strip club to try the sex thing again, and closed my eyes, but amazing enough even though my eyes were closed, I guess my "dream eye"[?] wasn't closed with enough resolution and I could still see the scene around me, and the technique failed. So I'm on the ground and remember my intention/ goal to morph into an aquatic creature. So first I attempt running on water, and go across a small section of the lake, and it works, though I'm submerged up past my knees rather than on top, and my legs are burning from running/pedalling so fast. But still cool. So I'm on the other side, and a car drives into the water from around the bend, like on a highway completely natural, and I see the huge headlights under the water, and decide to dive in to get in the car and see what that's like, then try to morph, but at this time my ALARM goes off and I wake up

So yeah, those are my lucids! Not incredibly vivid, but I'm very excited about them anyways. The first one probably lasted five to ten minutes, and the second one only about three minutes due to the alarm.

Notes- In the lucid, my dream body felt SOOO natural it was great! I felt light, and fully in control, I had to keep questioning whether flying was safe since it felt so very real. "can I really do this, will I hurt myself?" The spinning dream scene change technique didn't work, but I can understand how it would, and will try again will definite success the next lucid dream I have. Also, I remember at some point during the first LD a fragment I forgot, I was going to have an orgasm but stopped the sex/activity or whatever was happening, since I remember that most people wake up and I wanted to test other things first. I will remember to try the whole way through[lol] another time to see what the circumstances are for myself, since LaBerge claims it doesn't happen with all people and I don't think it will for me since the lucidity at that point remained very vivid.

I found it difficult to create a new dream scene, and kept getting distracted by thinking "what do I want to do?" I opted against earth bending and sex for the majority of the lucid time because I didn't want to begin a fight unintentionally and turn it into a nightmare, didn't want sex because I didn't want to wake myself up, and didn't try to sit and close my eyes to dream- meditate for the same reason.

I think this was a result of a compulsion/urgency to control the LD because of a fear/ desire not to lose it and forget it, even though in the LD I experienced no loss of control, completely vividness, aside from when I was trying to control it and change things! Though I probably didn't lose my lucidity because I was so single minded on not losing it, but that was also most likely the cause of the bland lack of occurances in the dream. I probably blocked off other potential story lines and experiences because of it, resulting in lots of open spaces and corridors and a lack of other DC's, mostly dark and greyish lighting and color tones.

I need to
A Catagorize more Dream Signs and re evaluate my dream goals, based off of interactions with dream characters for more variety, and also hold off on the sexual and potentially violent/advanced stuff until I'm more comfortable, lots of stuff left to test.

B Read about dream scene changing tactics and focus on visualizing myself stabilizing the dream via techniques like focusing on each individual sense, etc. Will try the "stabilize" thing more since it doesn't take much effort, didn't really lose anything by doing it.

Anyway, thanks for reading, I would really appreciate any advice. What you focus on for incredibly basic aspects of LD DC interaction goals, and simple environment testing things? Trying to control flight more carefully? Trying to start conversation with DC as a way to get a dream cookie? Experiment with time? Change the color of my shirt?

Thanks a ton in advance!

over the course of my mini vacation i had several very long, very vivid dreams. They were all along the same plot line too. Post-apocalyptic military, eternal winter, and dreaming within a dream. they were all very strange.

To be honest i didn't want to wake up this morning knowing i was back "home" The dream i had was boring in comparison to those i had while above the Mason Dixen.....My Yankee blood is calling me back to the union! D: lol

noticing a few new dream signs: Snow, Decrepit buildings, Soldiers/Military.

Hey, sorry I've been really busy with school lately so I haven't had time to post online. I have been keeping track of my dreams though. I didn't have any dreams for the past two nights but last night I had one long and very vivid dream and one semi-vivid dream. I do not have the energy to type those up now (especially because the first one is quite long) but I will post them tomorrow. From now on I probably won't be posting every day but I will be posting about every day.

I started feeling vibrations and ringing, so i stayed calm and still. After the vibrations passed I opened my eyes to see me bed, turned 90 degrees around so the end of it is facing the wall and there was lighting outside. There was a demon beside my bed that looked about 14 years old with no shirt on and his face was dark. I tried to yell but it came out quite and distorted. I broke the trance and woke up.

The detail of this O.B.E was amazing and when i woke up I was very excited.

Now I am going to have an O.B.E tonight and control what happens and not let fear get to me by realising everything is fake.

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

05-10-10 I am in Bournemouth and I think in the beginning I am conducting some sort of important official business, I am in a position of power. There is a change in the dream where I meet up with Elliot and Mark Phelps for a chat about old days and Elliot is persistent in his persuasion of getting me to test out my golf swing so he can see it for old times sake. In the beginning I am focusing on my grip and my hand is turned so far around (anatomically impossible) and I tell him that it is the way I grip the club. He gives me some sort of metal object, which could be a torn off car antenna, as he doesn't believe me and sure enough my grip is different when trying it out on the antenna. I start focusing on my thumbs and interlocking my fingers, and testing out the grip without the interlocking. I am talking about some sort of baseball style grip, as someone is telling me that the new official tee off swing requires a run up, Happy Gilmore style. I test my stance and some sort of short fellow corrects my shoulders and feet to get me into something that reminds me more of a Quigong stance. I try my swing a couple of times and then he asks if any of us ever wondered about going pro. I reply I toyed with the idea but gave up as I such too much and 26 is too old to take up any professional line of sports. Elliot questions me about this. I seem to remember something about the road lay out, but it is practically non-recallable, will edit if it comes to me.

FA. I am in my bed in sunny surroundings and my mother asks me if I dreamt about being someone important. I ask her why and she explains that I was talking in my sleep. All she and I say are blurry words but I remember that it was indeed from my official business in the first part of the dream. I say I was a minister (the governmental position, not a religious one). Then Ulrike appears appears and we talk about me still dreaming about people from EIMS and I explain that I, probably more than others got highly emotionally attached to the place. She tells me she is sorry that I still have to dream about that place and at this point I start becoming suspicious, primarily because she is also a person from EIMS. I notice a false memory appearing about her leaving a year or so back and she makes it clear that she does not dream about it ever. I close my eyes to go to sleep again, but she keeps harassing me with some sort of important piece of work she is conducting with Dennis from China. I say sure you are. I close my eyes again and I seem unable to speak so I try telepathically to reach out for Mitzu (A woman that appeared in one of my lucids, while I was on holiday, who came when I requested to meet my dream guide, still have the dream in note form, need to get around getting all those posted. Thinking about it, I probably should have tried texting her for the TOTM). When I open my eyes and walk out of bed I pat Ulrike on the back and check my fingers that at first are blurry, and when I check again, has an additional finger in the middle of the hand. I notice the woman is dressed as Mitzu was the first time I saw her, but I have no presence of mind to actually check who it is, my first point on the agenda is to stabilise the dream. In the dream I sort of just expect it to be Ulrike, so if it was Mitzu let me express my awaken apologies. I start paying attention to my senses and rub my hands, I draw in a huge breath from my nose in order to notice any smells. I notice I am now in a much tidier state of my room and the sunny surroundings and my mum have disappeared. instead of the dining table next to my bed there is a smaller coffee table and my jersey is hanging on the wall where the telly normally is. This is all I experience from the dream as everything goes black and I find myself firmly rooted behind my eyelids in the physical world.

Note to self: I am finding myself getting lucid more often, but also that they end quickly and abruptly. There may be an idea in checking up on DEILD methods, as I find myself able to lie perfectly still, until I can truly get the initial stabilisation under my belt.

Also. Buy an alarm clock so I can start working on the WILD project again!

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I am in a house by the river in a tropical setting. There are many Stygian dolls, and for those not familiar with the Diablo 2 environment, these are the animated skeletons of small people about 1-2 feet tall that have a nasty sting and explode when they die, which they do easily. Anyways killing is not on the agenda, the dolls' habitat is threatened due to advances of humans into the forest and in the end the dolls get washed down the river and I end up making peace with them and help them establish a settlement by the shore. Longer up the beach more tourist resorts and residence housing is established and these people are afraid of the dolls (think because they are skeletons and somewhat unnatural), but they dare not openly attack them while I am mediating the hostile relationship. At one point I go the dolls on a rainy day and they end up stabbing me in sheer excitement, they are not trying to hurt me, they just can't help themselves (aren't they cute ^^). I also have lengthy conversations with the humans about them detesting me communicating as I do with the dolls. Somewhere in the back of my mind I have a feeling that the situation is quite familiar (I am always championing the position of tolerance and attempting to understand different religions and cultures, in my somewhat racist and fear-of-the-unknown oriented family. However I am not considering immigrants in Denmark on the level of Stygian dolls ^^)