task of the month

Did WILD, arrived outside my Nan's house. It was a bright, sunny day. I looked at the other houses lining the street and I saw that their design was vastly different to the real houses. In an instant, and without any fanfare or beautiful lights, the purpose behind this new design became apparent, as they were in fact large boats. The ground below and around them instantly became water and they sailed for a bit. I turned around and looked at my Nan's house. It too was different, but it was stationary and large and resembled a shopping centre more than anything else. I remembered my dream task and attempted to fly into space, to find a black hole. I failed and the world started fading out. I attempted to will clarity back, but failed at that too.

I found myself in my room, and convinced I had woken up, went on my laptop. I searched (God knows why) for humans acting as animals (can't recall the exact search term). The first link I encountered was for a TV tropes page called "elephantra". I intuitively knew it was an invented word and looked at the side of my laptop to discover the charging cable was plugged in. In real life, my sister had it. (She broke her own, so, we share). My laptop was also dead in real life and this was enough to make me lucid. Sadly, I woke up (for real, this time).

early sort of vague, long BTS after a short WBTB, followed by a mega-TOTM top-5 (maybe best ever) LD

Note: I listened to PercyLucid's MILD audio class all the way through this week, and have taken up several of his suggestions and his mantra "I will have lucid dreams TONIGHT, or VERY SOON!" I do his MILD, holding a still mental image of my desired dream scene in my head as I fall asleep. I've been doing it for about half a week at this point.

Betime: midnight-ish. Glass of red wine some hours earlier (4?) at dinner. One Opti-Men multivitamin around 3-4pm.

06:11, ~3 minutes of voice notes

+ standing among statue/memorials, where the shape of the stone is a language conveying a message ("Hindu"). In particular the place where the column narrows in diameter and then widens out again has some sort of special meaning. I read "pardo" chiseled into one of the columns (they're about 4 feet high).

+ several big bags of galantamine capsules have arrived from Amazon, and a bag of small round B6 tablets. The boxes were opened (I guess by my wife), and the big see-through plastic baggies (Halloween candy bag sized) are lying there on my bed along with the Amazon invoice. The galantamine capsules are large, about the size of my current Alpha-GPC capsules (which are real horse pills, it takes eating bread/drinking water to get them down). I put some in my mouth and start chewing them? I wonder if I have time left in my dreaming night to take some or if it's too late.

Looking at the fine, thick, luxurious paper that Amazon uses for printing invoices, and the detailed high quality printing, I realized this is why I use Amazon, for this level of detail & quality.

+ circular cushion, it has to last a lifetime, one kid is jumping up and down and I severely discipline it, it gets progressively younger as I do so until it becomes an infant and rolls off on to the ground; two families different religious traditions are sharing this circular couch thing, it's OK with one family because their attention is usually focused outwards, you're not supposed in their tradition to use the middle part.

I'm wandering in and out of sleep as I review the prior dreams.

WBTB, BTS

It takes about an hour to get back to sleep it feels like. Need to put on a sleep mask as the room is too light now.

08:51, ~16 minutes of voice notes

+ LD #133 (TOTM advanced I & bonus success): KILD

I'm in a fairly dark area with people, I hear (students and teachers?) talking about math, I remember hearing "N-squared". I seem to be re-entering this area, and notice in front of me a teacher lady lying on a reclining garden/beach lounge chair, facing me. She's by herself. I go towards her, lean down over her in order to kiss her, and as my face approaches hers I get lucid. I continue in for a quick kiss on the lips and say "I'm dreaming!" I get up and head up a stairway to the left, saying "I didn't go up here last time through". There is a very wide open platform up there. Up ahead along a long wall stretching along the platform is an open door, and I enter.

Band Practice (TOTM basic I missed opportunity):
Inside is a large, wide, but not deep, well-lit band room. Most of the room is off to my left (the door is on the right edge of the room). There to the left on a series of risers are the band student musicians (seems like high school aged) sitting with their instruments. I look for a guy playing (my instrument), and see him in the 3rd/4th row up, and call to him to show me his instrument. He holds it up and I nod, "nice. What's your name?" I ask, "Norman," he answers (delay not too long, sometimes my DCs don't know their names well!). "I'll be back later" I say and head out the door, starting to think of TOTM.

Moon (TOTM Advanced-II)-fail:
I try to remember my TOTM task cheer song, and all I can remember at first is the rhythm. Argh! I finally remember the moon rock task. I decide I will grab a chunk of the moon and eat it. I look up into the night sky, slightly hazy, but with lots of distinct stars, the background is not totally black. I clearly see the stars at high resolution, and notice several satellites lazily making a straight path from one side of the vision to the other. I follow one's progress for a few seconds enjoying the view. I will the moon to appear, several times, but it does not appear.

I am now in the backyard of my childhood home, still looking up at the sky for the moon. I start to hear my mother's voice.

Mom:
I hear her voice clearly, like she was standing next to me. I know she's in the house. I'm now floating fairly high over the house looking down, and am amazed at the clarity and accuracy of her voice. Sometimes voices in my dreams do not sound right, but this is perfect. She is speaking coherently but I do not remember anything that she said, she's talking to my father. I'm trying to get down to the house and have some trouble, I have to air-swim a bit. The house is not right: it appears to be a sort of a modern, multi-section compound with rooms of differing shapes from above. Then I'm on the deck at the back door, still hearing her voice, and I enter, go through the kitchen, and expect to see her there and see her walking through the dining room heading towards the living room, her back is to me. I get really happy, finally I'm going to see her in a dream!
(in waking life she passed away two months ago).
I follow and enter the dining room, imagining her being really happy to see me. She turns and sees me and I open my arms wide, (I'm wearing a light jacket and quickly unzip it and hold up my arms with the ends of the jacket, kind of like bat wings), and she comes to me and I give her a big hug, kissing her cheek and I tell her "I really miss you!" I see her and her face clearly. She seems young. Either she or my dad answers, and says something like now it is time for me to be with my father.

Mom saves a FA:
I find myself waking, and I still hear my mother's voice. If I can still hear her voice, that means I'm still dreaming! I have no visuals and decide to slowly "open my eyes." I seem to be in my childhood home's living room still, with something on my head, like sheets or a blanket. I sit up and stand up. I try for a little bit while walking forwards towards the kitchen to take the thing off that feels like a towel wrapped around my head, but I can't get it off, it's like a really really long sheet is hanging there and I just can't get it off. I decide just ignore it (and then it stops bothering me). My mother is standing at the doorway between the dining room and the living room just on the kitchen side. She looks really young, thin, healthy, and happy. Shes wearing a bright lipstick, orange-ish. I say "you look like you're doing great!" while I stand close to her with my hands on her waist, and something like "we will meet again!".

Dinos! (TOTM Advanced-I success):
After seeing my mother, I go out on the deck and ask my sister to take me to show me where the dinosaurs are
(asking DCs to do stuff for me is fast becoming my favorite dream control method).
She takes me to the corner of the deck and I look down and see weird beasts walking down the stairs to the backyard lawn (in particular notice one big black quadruped freaky looking thing walking down). I go down off the end of the deck and mount some small furry thing that I think is actually a movie monster of some sort. I'm a bit concerned about this not counting since I don't think this is a dinosaur. I ride it down the stairs to the lawn. There I imagine and see a medium-sized Trex there battling with a medium-sized King Kong. They're both between 15-20 feet tall: definitely big, but not immense. I jump and land expertly on the back of the T-rex. I imagine a faintly strange beastly odor. I'm sitting fairly high on its back/lower neck, and urge it forward to run up the stairs because I'm concerned about Kong. I urge it and imagine it running really fast, I'm "pushing" it forwards by "pushing on the reins" and it's leaping up the stairs towards the street but it just doesn't get going fast enough to please me, Kong is still chasing. Up on the street Kong attacks and I jump/fall away...

Black Hole (TOTM Bonus, success):
... and (am in the void? Rub hands for a while, feel them, dream is solid, visuals return), I'm in a garage (childhood home?), I exit and turn to the right (180 degrees) and there is a large open plaza full of college-aged young people ahead of me. I try again to remember the full TOTM cheer song and I again can only remember the 2nd half (advanced) and "...Black Hole! Black Hole! Raa raa Raa!" I've already done one advanced, so why not? I decided to summon a black hole and jump in. I walk forwards a bit to get where the crowd starts, I hold out my hands straight in front of me and pull them apart quickly, imagining a massive black sphere appearing: instead something big dark and round flashes and disappears. OK, again! (I wonder what the students will think of the black hole!) I put my arms together, pull them apart quickly, and this time a large sphere appears solidly before me which I know is the black hole. Only it's partially reflective mirror-surfaced, which I think is fine because everybody knows that light plays funny tricks around black holes. I dive forwards into it and try to feel the sensations. I don't feel much, after a brief disorientation I find that I'm inside a sphere sort of like a one-way mirror, I can see out but people can't see in. There is a filtering effect looking out like sunglasses. The party is going on all around me in the plaza still and everyone is ignoring me. The black hole is about the same size inside as outside (about 8-10 feet in diameter, tall enough to stand in). There's a girl standing near the edge of the black hole on the outside and I pull her in (and kiss her?). The dream wavers/I enter a bit of the void and call for a DC to take my hand and pull me out, and "John" does just that, and the dream continues from there...

John and boobs:
I asked for a DC to take me by the hand and lead me from the Black Hole sphere, and a guy does grab my hand firmly and lead me out. We start walking together, I decide his name is "John." As we're walking through the crowd, a girl comes towards us .

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I grab her and hold her by the shoulders and sort of push her along in front of us (she seems slightly uncooperative but doesn't make a fuss), I start squeezing her boobs through her clothing. Double handed at first with my left arm around her back. Then I decide to let John have the left boob and tell him to take it and I stick with the right one. I think I stripped her top off or at least exposed her breasts, but I was on purpose not staring at her so as to keep the dream going and it seemed to work great. Then we approach a table with some other people mulling around, and decide to have sex with her together with John, hoist her up on the table and the dream fades. In the void. I try an interesting variant on "hand rubbing" and start pulling my "ahem." Definitely feels like dream body, so I'm still dreaming. It gets longer and longer, and seems fairly small diameter, but seems to be getting a bit hard. I want John to help me enter the girl.

Eventually I have John take my hand again and lead me back into the dream, works again, visuals return. I look at and touch briefly the edge of the table. Then I leave them both and move on down the path.

Girl outside:
I've lost a bit of lucidity, I'm standing outside a door to a building, as I move towards it a girl sitting on a bench calls to me "<redacted>" which gets my attention.

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I instantly kneel down in front of her and pull off her pants. Looking at her sex organs it seems to waver to look male for a bit, I will it to return to girl and it does and I begin oral on her. I begin moving my tongue enthusiastically and start to feel the connection superimposed with my waking tongue

and this brings me back to full lucidity. I stop with her and enter the door in to the building.

Girl inside:
Inside is a large mostly empty space, I spot two girls sitting at a desk not far away. I head right for them and sit down, noticing the girl on the left and give her my attention.

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

As I sit down I reach for her body and rub her torso a little bit with my two hands. I'm close to her face and I look at her and appreciate her beauty and lean in for a kiss, I feel it well. I try for some tongue but again it starts to superimpose with my waking tongue so I stop that. I kiss her again with just lips, short, but really nice.

I move my gaze to look back up over my shoulder to the my left so as not to stare at her too long, I catch a scene of some busy detail outside the door I came in through.

I stand up quickly and take her hand and lead her away, just desiring to be in motion. I'm holding her left hand with my right, and I start swinging our arms while we walk. <Something about a vending machine?> The dream starts to fade and I use contact with the girl to come back and continue a bit:

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I stick my right ring finger in her mouth and push it in and out a bit, I feel the warmth and wetness of her mouth. Then the same with my middle finger then the same with my index finger, telling her to really suck hard and she does.

This brings me back into the dream. I then get the great idea to

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

repeat with my (ahem), I place it in her mouth and tell her to suck hard, I start to feel it and I see her face down there with my (ahem) in her mouth

and the dream fades, this time it feels like for good, so I start gathering my recall and prepare to record.

I was with my boyfriend in a really big building which somehow I knew was a bank. We were going down some stairs when something made me question my reality, so I looked at my hands and I saw a few more fingers than usual. I must have expressed my surprise somehow, because he asked me what was going on. I told him I was dreaming and I would try one of DV's ToTM which I had in mind: eating a moon rock. I got very excited because I would have the wings for the 8th of August, which is the day when exactly two years ago I had my first lucid dream.

At this moment I felt the dream fading away, probably because of the excitement, but I was determined not to lose this chance. When I awoke, I kept my eyes closed and concentrated on going back into the same dream. After a few seconds, I felt a strange sensation, as if my body was physically going through some kind of portal, and suddenly I was in the dream, lucid, again. I concentrated to make it look as similar to the other dream as possible and I succeeded. I then decided to go to one of the windows, which led to a terrace, and I imagined what a moon rock would look like. A white-greyish rock, the size of a tennis ball and with an uneven surface, appeared and I picked it up. I took a bite. The texture was earthy, as if it were soil (so to speak) and it was bitter in taste. I made a wry face and I put the rock down.

I had taken galantamine and I was going on a WILD spree, but I also had to pee really badly. I eventually gave up the struggle against peeing and got up to use the toilet. I saw Jenkees in the kitchen and then walked out to the backyard. We were right on the beach and there were these beautiful green and blue trees that were waving about in the wind. I realized I was still dreaming and so I took off flying. It felt especially easy to fly in this dream and I was really excited about that. I started looking for the moon to fly towards it, but I could only see light that was obscured by clouds. I flew towards that light until the moon appeared.

I began to move at super speed and the moon got bigger and bigger, but at the same time my perspective of the earth didn't change at all. I resolved this conflict by imagining that the moon was crashing into the earth. When they collided, the surface of the moon was kind of like a moon-wall. I flew down and picked up some moon rocks. I remarked at how stable I was and how wonderful it felt to not have to worry about waking up.

The moon rocks were incredibly light and airy like meringues. I bit into one and it crumbled in my mouth and tasted just like extremely delicious chocolate chip cookies, but with the light texture of a meringue. YUMMMM.
B-Dog started barking and woke me up.

I was lucid and talking to my sister's old boyfriend that used to haunt my dreams. She was afraid that he was going to try to kill me when she broke up with him and she kind of passed that fear onto me. We were in a restaurant and he was pointing a gun at my chest, but I wasn't worried because I knew it was only a dream. I calmly walked over to him and told him just how much I appreciated who he was as a person and how much I respected him. I told him how grateful I was that he taught me some things about lucid dreaming and got me interested in it. I told him that I didn't judge him at all what happened in the past. I felt love and compassion swell in my chest and he seemed shocked and I think that he started to cry. I went over to a counter where a lady was cooking food and she handed me a burrito - it tasted amazing, cheesy, and delicious. I told her that the next one needs to have green chili in it.

I walked back to my sister's old boyfriend and talked to him a little bit more. He said that he also taught me about sexuality, I was confused. I asked him what he meant and he said some weird DC nonsense about him and my sister having a pregnancy scare that I didn't know about. I had finished my burrito at that point so I walked over to get my green chili one. On the way there I ate some invisible crunchy, chocolate candy. The lady handed me a green chili burrito, it was so realistic and I was excited to eat it. I walked back to talk more but my sister's boyfriend was gone now. However, my sister was there so I asked her about the pregnancy thing and she said to me, "This is only a dream you know, why even bother asking me?"

I told her, "I don't care, just tell me, I want to know!"

She said some more weird DC nonsense about leaving something in one of my cupboards when I was little but that she never had a pregnancy scare. I wanted to go look for other stuff to do.

I walked outside, into a parking lot, and then into a corner store. Another one of my sister's old boyfriends was working there. He turned into Tony Curtis and then I saw a short dream plot take place where this Tony Curtis character was being a corner store clerk by day and a cross dressing diva by night.

I decided that I should do a task before I wake up, so I summoned a black hole in the middle of the parking lot and it started sucking stuff in all around it. I got sucked in really quickly and then I was engulfed in darkness. I could still feel the dream world around me; It was like I was experiencing being the parking lot and the cars and the air that moved around as cars zoomed by, very strange. But I couldn't experience the dream with any of my normal waking life senses like vision, touch, hearing, smell, or taste. I felt a bit frustrated and trapped in this dark place, so I woke myself up.

A series of FAs where I am trying to fall asleep while a DC keeps distracting me so I can't seem to transition. After a few more FAs, I realize the previous ones were actually dreams so should have already acted there.

Scene change, some on and off lucidity scenario with family members at grandma.

Inanimate object - blanket lady

A bit later, I get a wave of really strong awareness and remember thanks to reading other people's reports the inanimate object task. There is a blanket so I lift it up with some sort of thought control and say hello. I begin to laugh and it answers me with a creepy echo laughter. Moreover, it turns and twists and becomes the upper part of an 18th century woman. In the dream I try to memorize the shape to eventually draw it later on.

Clone

After this I take quite a while trying to remember any other tasks. I am even overly concerned that all this strain will certainly end the dream, but luckily it doesn't and I recall the clone task. I try to think about myself while turning around but nothing happens. I decide to half close my eyes, risking the dream disappearing while thinking of an image of myself but again nothing happens. Finally, I decide to open the door and expect to see her/me there. This seems to work and I finally meet her. We go into the corridor where there are a number of somewhat harassing DCs and then into the kitchen. I have no idea what to do with my clone though, so we just walk around from room to room until her features change.

Then I spot Gordon Ramsay who looks very tired and I try to talk to him. Fluctuations in lucidity, rises up again while I speak to him. He asks if I can hear him well. There are distortions in the direction of the sound for a moment. The alarm wakes me up.

9 July Backlog

10 min wbtb with couple of snoozes before that

Snow

I fall asleep and find myself on the street, looking at these flowing dots, reminding me of the rain/snow and energy. I marvel them for a while and then they turn into really large snowflakes and the snow covers the street. As this is an immediate dream entry I am not fully grounded, notice that can move my hands almost ok now so I grab a bit of snow and form a snowball, throw it at a DC ahead - this requires some effort. The scene soon ends.

Restaurant attempt

A semi lucid scene follows where I am in this weird building, running away from a huge snake-like creature. I know it's a dream, but I like messing around with the scenario. I escape through the highest window.

A moment later, I find myself outside in a kitchen and think about the restaurant task. Could this theme be used for a restaurant? There are enough bottles and plates and food around, but no DCs. It doesn't look expensive though (5 star required by the task). I go outside and it turns to the yard of our place in the past. Our parents are sitting on this outdoors drinks arrangement. I wonder again if this could be used for the task, there is a table and chairs. It could well be an outdoors restaurant. The dream soon loses stability and I wake up.

Clone attempt

I find myself in a car going somewhere with a familiar DC with me on the backseat. I remember the clone task and try to summon one on the front seat. The car actually drives by itself. A DC appears on the seat but instead of me is someone that looks like S, then another guy in his 50ies or so with a beard. Overall not very attractive DCs. I still have hopes that he will be able to change so I decide to kiss him, close my eyes and imagine the DC transform. I follow the plan and as I approach to kiss him, I am surprised by the distinct feel of his beard on my lips, which I wasn't thinking is there at all. But he has a beard and there it is. I try to manipulate him into transforming while he does most of the kissing obviously enjoying himself. It's not pleasant at all but I get all the details of his lips seeming independently controlled movements. He doesn't change so I pull away and whine a few times for him to transform then the dream ends.

wake up, very brief review

Expensive restaurant

A non-ld scenario goes on for a while, then towards the end I come to my senses and remember the restaurant task. I walk around looking for something that will do. This task starts to get really difficult, I am thinking. I'm now outside facing a swimming pool which reminds me of the one in front of the hotel. I know there is a restaurant there that should offer fancy food. However, I'm slightly concerned about my ability to reach it as I feel uncontrollable dream instability all around. As a result, I carefully sway forward like a drunken person till I cross over the swimming pool and get to the side where the restaurant is.

There are already people sitting near a large table with tons of champagne bottles here and there. Champagne, that is good, it means the restaurant is expensive, I think to myself due to the 5* requirement of the task. There is a plate of oysters and other fish canapés so I head towards it and eat the special mixture there. It tastes similar to a freshly made salmon spread. I'm feeling pretty satisfied with the task up to this point, though there could have been more food. My mom comes to distract me with something she apparently cooked, trying to convince me to taste it. I do and then shortly after lose lucidity.The dessert comes - a chocolatey profiteroles sundae but the dream ends.

Clone girl - frag

I end up in the room, lucid again, remember the clone task, close the door, try to summon a clone. This girl comes in, she is not quite me, but will do. I try to remember what I wanted for us to do. Can't remember after that.

Flying - frag

I remember flying and getting higher out of the sudden and then recall our recent conversation with Ginsan about finding something to zoom in to. So, I just keep looking down, trying to find something awesome and as I do, I find myself flying over fantastic valleys with green grass and orange colored trees. The entire scene is very color saturated. Then, I zoom in towards the ground and pick up a poppy flower. I find this so amazing. Nothing's more awesome than picking up a flower.

01 July Backlog

Recall is rather poor. I end up doing an in-dream wild from a bathroom that looks like ours.Scene change and awareness rises as I look around the new room with couple of DC near me. After a bit, I recall the plant seed totm and notice there are a flower pots at the end of the room. To summon the seed, I place my hands on the soil and randomly grab whatever is there, then examine my hand. In the palm of my hand, from the soil emerges a large seed which I then place back in the flower pot and allow to grow. It quickly transforms into several really cute small plants with pink flowers. I fear forgetting the details so repeat to myself several times the description of the flowers. Then I walk around the room for a while longer, while noticing some visual issues - you can say it was the classic dream instability - but the scene felt rather liquid? After a struggle it finally dissolves.

Someone was in a bus he was being drove to erea 51
To meet these aliens the word aliens was written in sand
and then the dream changed i flew trew a window
and broke into a house i boiled water in a kettle
i must have being makin tea i was lucid for a bit in the dream
then lost lucidity but i will lucid dream again tonight
someone dared me to go to erea 51 and i did so task of month
complete

The dream recall leading up to the LD were not really anything exciting or long. But the LD more than made up for it despite being a slightly bit unstable: it lasted a good long time (by my standards) with 3-4 different scenes, girly stuff, accomplished TOTM, some flying and some breaking through walls, some lightsaber action.

+ at a beer garden choosing (4 choices) what I'll have for the next round consulting with the woman sitting across from me. I'm thinking of a really pale beer next round, something with almost no taste. (Don't remember the names but some had some), (decided on a house special?)

+ I'm at the far end of a long snaking narrow camping tent, a friend is outside. I see and say that there is no zipper/way out on this side, so since the tent is so narrow I don't have room to turn around, so I start crawling out backwards. I notice some dirty spots on the floor of the tent and wonder if they're wet spots from dirty boots. I finally make my way out of the front where my friend is waiting for me (the boot guy below?)

+ There's a man who says he must cover his metal-tipped boots when he's outside or else the reflection will blind people. He gestures to his boot tips and I see a chunk of metal near the tip. Someone discusses how "hard" your boots you want, if you get them too hard they'll make a lot of noise on wooden floors.

+ walking through some sightseeing place with people, fairly dark indoor environment, turning corners (going up sloping pathways?) need flashlight, I have one or two in my hand, then there are hundreds strewn all over the floor to choose from.

+ Walking down the main stairway in my childhood home, my dad is talking about the nurses at the hospital, how they used to have a thing around there neck that expanded, it was called a (???), I see one and how it expands, but they wear something different now. My dad has to go to the hospital, I'm now in the living room where my mother has set a breakfast table (for me and my dad?), I sit down and eat, there is a bacon and egg sandwich and more bacon and some other things. It all looks really good and I start with the bacon. (I pick a piece of bacon out of the sandwich?) my mother says not to pick the bacon out of the sandwich but I say "hey it's bacon, it's OK" but I fully intend to eat the sandwich properly.

At some point I wake up, pee, recall dreams, and head back to sleep, the exact place I re-enter is not clear.

I see the breakfast table again and it's messy (piled with cereal boxes?), it's still in the living room because my dad's going to the hospital so we need a segregated breakfast table (WTF?). My dad is now concerned about being late even though he got up really early in the morning. I walk to the kitchen through the dining room and I hear my dad talking and coming towards the kitchen from the back porch.

I don't want my dad to find me in the kitchen because (then I'll wake up?)

I fly out the living room window and immediately I realize I'm dreaming. It is a solid realization, I'm very happy I got lucid. The scenery is daylight, bright and clear. I'm flying low over a Eucalyptus tree coming up ahead, and as I pass over it I lower my right hand and let my fingers run through the leaves to establish tactile senses. I feel very little, maybe 25% or even less, I'm somewhat surprised, touch is usually not less than 50% and usually full. I grab a bunch of the leaves and form a fist with my right hand, squeezing them, and I start to feel them a bit better.

I then experience a slow, interesting transition (sort of a "pan"-effect) back into my childhood home's living room. I think of TOTM and am happy at having decent waking like memory. But then I just can't remember the basic tasks, for about 30 seconds I'm pacing around the living room saying "Right, let's do TOTM, the task is....the task is....it's...uh.." and just can't come up with either of the basic tasks. I recall at last the advanced II task of having a conversation with an object that doesn't make sound.

I walk into the dining room, crouch down in front of the marble-topped cabinet/drawers, and say "Hi! What's your name!?" I imagine face forming and it responding to me, but instead a black rectangle whooshes in from somewhere, replacing the cabinet, then vanishes, leaving them both gone.

Not upset by this, I just stand up and move to the living room where I see a coat rack, I immediately approach and say, "Hi! What's your name?!" (I think a face forms?) and it says "I'm Hank, and my son is Frank!" (I think the rack is covered with a string of lights, and wonder what they look like turned on?).

I go out (the front door?) and see a sloping hillside in daylight of exposed dirt and some plants (ivy?). I wonder if I'm still dreaming, if I am then I could fly, I take off flying and am happy that I'm still dreaming. I turn to face downhill, and see through a window of the house into the living room where Hank is still standing, he looks sort of humanoid at this point with a very large head, like a small Ent or a large mushroom man. I think/say "turn on your lights!" but Hank looks at me, shaking his head "no," and holds up his arms containing the string of (Christmas tree?) lights. I think he must be done working for the day and has already taken off his lights, I do not want to force the issue so I forget him and fly forwards.

Ahead of me (still flying) is some building, down below me a few floors down I see some girls standing at an ice cream stand. I can see down their shirts and there's some nice cleavage showing there. I land and watch them as I approach, there are 3 girls, young & pretty, one of them has dark sort of bushy eyebrows.

Spoiler for sexual activity:

This part gets vague but I'm pretty sure I squeezed one of the girls boobs and got some quick BJ action before the dream transitioned.

Now I'm in a stairwell and I think the authorities are coming because of my taking liberties with the girls. (See/hear some security guys?) I'm running up the stairs and decide to break through the wall, I run my finger in a circle on the wall and push out a section and jump through.

I'm in some non-descript alley/corridor between very tall buildings, and I decide as I approach a corner that I need a weapon, so I hold up my left hand and imagine there's a lightsaber handle there. I look at my hand and it's sort of fuzzy and transparent but I see it. I hit the "on" button and imagine/say that the blade will be green. I see sort of a 50% transparent green blade.

I walk by a guy DC and swing the blade through his body 2 or 3 times, (he falls down?). Then I see a kid walking with an assembled clarinet, and step up to him and slice the clarinet into 3 or 4 pieces, haha.

Up ahead on a higher floor (floating?) is a group of uniformed security. I prepare myself for a big jump to go up there and fight, I'm setting my feet just right and fidgeting then I notice a hot girl is floating down towards me, I imagine she wants sex, so I direct her to a bench and she starts taking off her clothes, then I wake up...

#453 - DILD - 5:16AM

Last night, for whatever reason, I found it comforting to wear my sleep mask that I mainly use to block the early sun light on days I get to sleep in. Someone on place gave me the idea to use the sleep mask as a reality check. If I can see, I must be dreaming.

I am in some version of my grandparent's old house. There is some conversation with Nanny that I don't recall. I walk into a room and realize that I can see and decide that I must be dreaming. Excited, I look around the room to see what I can find. I spot and orange tabby cat. It notices me, and scurries away.

I become deeply introspective for awhile and lose my lucidity. I don't recall much of this, but my thoughts come back around to being at my grandparent's house. The last time I was here was right after they... OH! I remember that I have no surviving grandparents and being here brings me back to full lucidity. I think about searching them out, but really don't want to revisit the emotions, so I abandon the idea. I see the cat again, but like last time, it's runs off. I think to chase it, but remember I had a goal in mind. I want to get an inanimate object to talk to me. I happen to have an empty drinking glass in my right hand so I decide to talk to that, "Hello. How are you?" To my surprise, someone has drawn a face on the glass with a permanent marker. Ha! This is great!
I listen, but can only hear a faint, "Hello."
I talk to the glass again, but this time put it to my ear. There is no sound. I try a third time, but can't get anything else out of the glass. I become overly frustrated and and shout, "Talk to me you SOB!" I then squeeze the glass with both hands until it pops and shatters. Oops. I let it fall to the floor and search for something else, but I quickly wake up.

I’m at a friend’s house. He and his friends are talking about some new musical that he wrote. I say it’s fine as long as he’s not singing it too, he can’t sing a lick. I walk around his house for a bit, until I realize I’m in my old living room. Wait, this doesn’t seem right. I instantly become lucid. I was now the only person in the house, so I decided to do some tasks. There’s a plant in a pot next to me in the living room with a couple seeds on it. I go to grab one. OUCH FREAKING HECK. The seeds are incredibly sharp to the touch, almost like a large sand spur. I try to find a less sharp one on the plant to no avail. I just decide to pull a seed out of my pocket, and sure enough, I find a small orange-seed-looking seed. I plant it in this small corner of my living room that is made of dirt. I turn around and back again to find a small tree in its place. It’s very short, but the trunk is very big around. A small stem with 3 leaves stuck out the top. I figured that was good enough.

I next wanted to talk to an inanimate object. I flew up to the attic for some reason, but had no luck talking to anything there. I tried a couple different objects around the house, but still nothing. I kind of forget what all happened next, but I ended up with a fairly heavy trash bag of something (I vaguely remember that it might have been the chopped down tree, but it could have been something worse like a body). I walked a bit out the front door and tossed the trash bag to this large tree with a face that was growing in my front yard. As it landed at the base of the tree, I shouted out at it.
“Thanks, tree!”
“No problem, boss.”



I wake up in my bed back in my present home. I have this weird feeling that I usually have after waking up from a nap - it’s like I can’t feel the sheets or bed, so I feel like I’m floating just above the bed. I can usually break this feeling without much effort (though it usually feels so pleasant that I don’t bother). However, for some reason I feel fairly paralyzed and can’t move. On top of that, my legs are actually floating higher than the rest of my body. They continue to rise as I inhale, eventually pointing up to the ceiling, and then lower themselves back down to the bed as I exhale. I hear footsteps coming down the hallway, and I start to panic a bit, wondering what my parents will think when they see me floating with my legs pointed up in a strange position. I exhale and try to keep from breathing, and I slowly lower back into to the bed, finally able to move. I sit up as my mom walks in. We head out to this elevator to go downstairs.



The elevator is really small and has not many features other than its cold metal walls and the red screen to show what floor we are at. I start to get a bit panicked, since usually in my dreams elevators tend to break and plummet. Wait, in my dreams… Of course, I’m an idiot. The elevator jerks to a halt, but before its inevitable fall to the ground, I quickly shove open the doors and get out.



I’m now in this large hotel conference room. I have no idea what’s going on. It looks like as big of an event as Comic-Con, but there’s not anyone dressed up or anything. I grab a flyer and take a look. “Fourth Annual Nerd Convention.” The convention’s literally a large gathering of incredibly smart people. I feel kinda out of place in this large crowd of nerds, so I make a break for the exit. Instead, I find myself in another room of the nerd convention. I walk through several rooms, each time finding another section of this massive Nerd-Con. I get incredibly frustrated, and in a fit of desperation, I shout “NERDS!” angrily at the top of my lungs. Everyone turns to me and happily shouts “NERDS!” as well. Soon, a chant of “NERDS!” starts sweeping across the convention center.

I wake up again. This time my laptop is in my lap, and I’m now on DreamViews Chat, talking with Mismagius. “Woah, that’s a pretty crazy dream. ^O^”
I try to type, “Pretty much, yeah”, but the words keep coming out wrong, and I have to try to retype it several times. Wait a minute, I didn’t even tell him my dream yet. Oh, I’m still dreaming, dang it. I now try to type out, “Oh wait, I’m still dreaming”, but the keys still aren’t quite working right. Wait, why am I even bothering to type? I’m freaking dreaming! I throw my laptop on the bed and get up to try some more stuff.

I recently read this thread on transformation, and since I’ve always struggled with transformation in dreams, I figured I’d give it a shot. The guide suggests starting out small and getting used to the feeling of controlling new body parts, by growing extra fingers and feeling how you can still control them individually. I look down at my hands to find that I only have 4 fingers at the moment. I grabbed my pinky and stretched it out towards the end of my hand, forming a fifth finger and returning my hand to (relatively) normal. I continue to do this until I have about seven fingers, and then I try bending each one individually. I shake my hand to return it to normal, but instead this just mixes up my hand even more. I have fingers sticking out of other fingers, and eventually I even have a finger that stretched across my other fingers, holding them all together. I pull this finger off my hand completely, but I don’t know what to do with it. I make sure no one’s looking, and then toss it in one of the laundry hampers. Shortly after this, however, I wake up for real.

I'm lucid with C and some random DCs, just having fun in some weird-looking building when suddenly my awareness spikes upward and I remember the seed task. I immediately start walking outside. I find myself on a strip of dirt and grass about two feet wide with tall chain-link fences on either side. I see a dandelion growing near my feet so I reach down and pinch off a piece of the middle of a bloom. I change this into a seed in between my fingers. I walk a few more steps, then plant it in the ground. I find more seeds in my hand so I plant them at different depths further along the path. I turn around at the end and look back where I planted everything. There's nothing coming up yet so I raise my hands up slowly and powerfully, willing, pulling the plants up out of the ground. Three scraggly bushes come up, two of which are green. The one I'd focused the most on, the one in the middle, is completely brown and dead and as I continue to pull up it comes right out of the ground and falls over. I frown and walk away.

05/07/2015

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

“Consulting on the Nuclear Power plant – picking up my new car – TotM”

I am sat in a meeting with my new work-group, or rather I am sat with them and I am suspecting we have a meeting sometime shortly. It is at the beginning of the day and I am just hovering around really, I have other places I need to be in connection with my other project – which concerns youth and alcohol use (which is an actual IRL project I am working on) . However I have a feeling that I need to stick around for a bit as if I am expected to stay there.

Eventually the leader of the project comes around, she is a darkish haired short woman, who is pretty and American or English I believe. I tell her that I am excited to be connected with the project (though I frequently experience a sense of weirdness for participating in a project for constructing a nuclear power plant, which is never really fully conscious and I don't verbalise it) . She smiles at me and asks if I know how to handle Sheila (a IRL colleague of mine, who is apparently also on this project) . At this point we are walking outside the office in a courtyard of grey concrete in the early hours of the day, there is a lot of columns around forming small walkways – it reminds me of the style of construction associated with my old primary school. As she is asking about Sheila we sort of move into the office, without really moving, but rather being moved, or the building starts encompassing us.

Inside I see Maria has appeared (an old colleague from my time in England) who is also on the project. She is saying that she is excited to be on a project where “patriarchalism” (the meaning is feminism/social constructionism in the dream) is employed and that she sees that rarely. I replay “oh really? - I haven't been on anything else but these approaches, maybe it is because people preparing to become clinicians never really take this road?” She concurs a bit and throw me a smile, showing a lot of gingiva and then looks away towards either Caidee or the project leader.

While she does this I get a lot of spreadsheets appearing in front of my eyes. They are interview questions and are getting closed down one by one. The first being closed is the most recent and contains a lot of questions and the more that gets closed down the more questions disappear. I can't really see the questions, but there is a picture of a black female student in the top right hand corner and I see her name is Caidee. I instantaneously know that she is a student helper and she has been involved with constructing the interview guide from the start.

When these spreadsheets are all closed down we are starting to sit down by the table. I am getting anxious at this point because I think we are getting ready for the meeting and I thought the meeting wouldn't be till this afternoon. I take off my trousers under the table and look down at my blueish boxer shorts. I am briefly aware of the embarrassing nature of showing legs and start looking for my sweat pants – I don't know if I ever find them, but I start wearing them regardless – I then look under the table and see my red shorts lying under there. I am surprised as I don't remember wearing these, but I pick them up nonetheless and stand up and look at the table. I see now that Sheila has appeared so I go and sit next to her. I don't know if I will be able to persuade her in anyway or get to know her position in the project as the leader has told me about – in fact I am not even sure what I am supposed to do, but I sit down anyway.

I ask about whether we have a meeting already now and I am told that we do indeed and that it is a weekly thing as well. I mull this over a bit until from behind me Christina appears (Old school/class mate) and tell me that she has received the keys from Saab and that they will be here with my car shortly. It surprise me a little seeing as I am not yet in a financially stable position and I don't know why I have already bought a car, but I think little else of it as it was part of the plan. So I grab the keys, which is a massive bundle, with a couple of car keys and 8-10 other keys and I wonder why there are so many.

I start walking down the hallway towards the entrance and Bjarne (Old friend from childhood/adolescence) and Rasmus (Old school/class mate) appear along the way and talk to me, I can't recall exactly what they say, but it seems taunting or mocking. I get to the end of the hall and enter the lift I notice the button (yes there is only one and that isn't weird! ) is slightly broken, but I press it anyway and I soon find myself outside in the school car park, that is vast and fenced in with wire mesh – and seems more like a car park belonging to a large shopping centre than a school and there is a lot of traffic.

I stand around looking at the cars driving in. There seems to be a lot of black mega trucks or hummers and I know that this probably isn't mine. I can't remember which kind of car I bought, though when a couple of silver grey smaller station cars and smart type cars start entering I get a feeling that my car is definitely silver grey, though I am still unsure about the type, but having a feeling that it isn't one of the completely little ones. A couple of grey cars enter the car park and turn towards me and park. After this a massive black hummer truck pulls in (which I think look a bit weird, but after googling “hummer truck” this morning I found a picture that looks exactly like the one)

hummer truck Photo #06

I start getting bored so I decide to jump on the bonnet of the cars parked making a neat little run/jumping course – and I am thoroughly satisfied with the sounds and feel of pressing down the metal as I jump. I start out with just common SUVs but I eventually land on a Porsche – which for some reason is covered in a fine layer of snow – and the car following that just before the massive hummer truck as a black Lamborghini, which stops me in my tracks as it is so low that I can't possibly get up on the truck – also I am quite surprised to see 2 such expensive cars parked next to each other as Denmark isn't a cheap place to buy a car.

I move around and jump maybe 3-4 cars more before I think to myself “This is something I would do if I were dreaming”. So I look up and it all seems pretty normal, but I decide to do a reality check nonetheless. So I move my hands slightly to the sides and let myself hover above the rooftops of the cars.

Realising I am lucid I start taking to the skys, which is a habitual thought and I quickly realise that I have more important stuff to do than goof around. So I let myself drop out of flight and land on the ground again and when I do I find myself on the side walk outside the wire mesh.

I start walking up the side walk and start looking at my hands. The first basic task is my mission and I have already planned how this one is to unfold. I am somewhat excited though as I have never actually made something appear before my eyes. But I recall the visualisation of making a seed of light appear in my hand – a seed of love and light which I intend to plant in my chest and watch how it grows inside my body – while watching my hands (It is fascinating to think that within the dream world a mental visualisation appears phenomenologically similar to how it would in the waking world, as a sort of translucent image appearing in a distinct mental space – which one could easily hypothesise being occupied by running the “world simulation” that is the dream) To start out with not much is happening in my palm which is outstretched palms towards the sky. I see my fingers in a somewhat illuminated light and start focusing. Eventually I see a bright, but tiny dot of light in the middle of my palm and as I am watching it, it grows to the size of a water drop that is perfectly spherical. As I look at it it continues to grow and spikes and sparks start appearing around it leaving a distinct burning sensation in my hand as tiny specks of fire and ice are bombarding the surface of my skin.

Soon a gust of wind appears and rips the seed from my hands and I panic and jumps after it. It lands in a corner where there is some grass, but I manage to find it rather quickly. I then go all the way into the corner to avoid getting disturbed by the wind again. I take a look at the seed, my hand still being illuminated by light that reminds me of dawn. There is no pain any longer and I think of the seed representing compassion and love, as I press it into my chest. I don't feel it entering and nothing abrupt happens. I turn my focus and visual capacity towards the inside of my body and I get a view of the inside of my shoulder, but not much more, and the bright lines of light I expected aren't really there. What is worse is as I am focusing my attention like this I sense the dream world destabilising – so I start focusing outwards. At this point the dream is gone, but I am armed with patience – I have experienced this before, I maintain my focus directed outwards – although I am also aware that it would be irritating only starting half of the TotM task and not see it to fruition (literally . (In previous dreams over the years experiencing this sensation would normally have led me to feeling disappointed and accepting the disappearance of the dream. However in one of the first lucid experiences since Ayahuasca the same thing happened – the visuals faded and I was left with nothing but internal and auditory stimuli – but here I just decided to wait instead of waking up and soon after I was pulled back into the dream world, albeit in a different spot than when I left)

I get flashes of a white rugged wall, it is plastered and I reach out to touch it and I sense it with my fingertips, but only very briefly. I start sensing the light of dawn characteristic of the dream world I was just in and I feel myself pulled back in. SWEET! I am back on the side walk and I decide to not focus more on the seed, I had already thought about the fact that it might take longer to grow than within a single dream – planting compassion and love in my own heart will still be an interesting theme to watch unfold over time.

So I start walking up the side walk to find a tree. I am however conscious that I would prefer finding a tree surrounded by nature, but looking around and having no experience with teleportation or portals I think I will have to settle for one of the trees by the side of the road.

I find a tree not far away, it is a very short tree and the trunk of it is very strange in that it narrows a lot towards the top, almost needle shaped. I place my hand on the tree and it feels chilly, not cold to the touch and I can feel the texture of the bark against my fingers, very authentic. I notice a curved line heading diagonally up from bottom left to top right on a point on the trunk. There is some dark green slime around the line and I wonder if the tree is forming a mouth. The slime should look unpleasant, but it doesn't – in fact it seems rather natural. I look away and at the tree again and the line has widened, though also thinned out a bit. The point is the changes to the line isn't gradual but jolty.

I think I look at the tree a couple of times more watching the line change, but it still isn't speaking to me and as I am about to give up hope and look away I hear a deep bassy rumble emanating from the tree.

“You cannot, help me – even with your flatter and good intentions.”
Astonished I turn around and face it.
“but I can help you” it says.
“How?” I ask as respectfully as I can muster, which isn't difficult as I feel very humble even towards this young tree standing amidst the concrete.
“We trees see things humans aren't equipped to see” it continues.
“Amongst our roots we keep closed the gates of hell”
“Humans aren't prepared to see this – they would freak out – but we trees have watched this for ever.”
(I have taken some artistic liberties with the sentences, for which I don't recall all of them exactly, though they were perfectly linguistic, which excited me – though the meaning of the words is represented exactly as they should be. I felt it more important to convey the intelligence, wisdom and almost all encompassing and physical presence of the tree's intentions directed at me)

I thank the tree and wonder exactly how that is a help to me, not negating it – the message felt important to me, but I think I might not be able to fully grasp it yet. (upon awakening I got the feeling that the tree was trying to help me with one of the TotY – visiting the underworld, though I am unsure if there isn't a deeper more personal/spiritual message enclosed within as well). I take off into flight thinking I have done enough tasks for now, wanting to relax a little – after briefly considering doing the painting task, but giving up cause I don't feel like finding a painting at this point. However I then again think I might not have completed the basic seed task as I haven't seen anything grow yet – I quickly glance inside my body again, but don't really see anything – more a sort of translucent view of my shoulder again. And look outwards. The skies are tuning dark and I land on a rooftop covered with old roof platings. There is a lot of moss growing on the platings and I think it might be a good idea to conjure up more of aforementioned seeds so I start doing that.

The seeds seem more vigorous and self determined than before and start flying out of my hand spinning, when they have reached an appropriate size. I still feel the burns of the sparks and ice shards. One of the seeds actually jump up the slope of the roof and enter a crack between one of the platings under a ventilation hood.

I stop producing seeds and just look at the crack and wonder if there is enough soil and nutrients for the seed to grow. After a little while slowly a thin rolled up green leaf appears from under the crack and as I continue to observe the growth I see a sort of elongated cabbage shape take form along with branches with leaves growing out of the new little plant. It also starts forming a flower and end up looking like a mixture between an orchid and a cabbage. As I watch this unfold the dream starts fading and I wake up.

05/07/2015

non-lucid - [COLOR="blue"]Notes[/COLOR] - [COLOR="red"]lucid[/COLOR]

“Consulting on the Nuclear Power plant – picking up my new car – TotM”

I am sat in a meeting with my new work-group, or rather I am sat with them and I am suspecting we have a meeting sometime shortly. It is at the beginning of the day and I am just hovering around really, I have other places I need to be in connection with my other project – which concerns youth and alcohol use [COLOR="blue"] (which is an actual IRL project I am working on) [/COLOR]. However I have a feeling that I need to stick around for a bit as if I am expected to stay there.

Eventually the leader of the project comes around, she is a darkish haired short woman, who is pretty and American or English I believe. I tell her that I am excited to be connected with the project [COLOR="blue"] (though I frequently experience a sense of weirdness for participating in a project for constructing a nuclear power plant, which is never really fully conscious and I don't verbalise it) [/COLOR]. She smiles at me and asks if I know how to handle Sheila [COLOR="blue"] (a IRL colleague of mine, who is apparently also on this project) [/COLOR]. At this point we are walking outside the office in a courtyard of grey concrete in the early hours of the day, there is a lot of columns around forming small walkways – it reminds me of the style of construction associated with my old primary school. As she is asking about Sheila we sort of move into the office, without really moving, but rather being moved, or the building starts encompassing us.

Inside I see Maria has appeared [COLOR="blue"](an old colleague from my time in England)[/COLOR] who is also on the project. She is saying that she is excited to be on a project where “patriarchalism” [COLOR="blue"] (the meaning is feminism/social constructionism in the dream) [/COLOR] is employed and that she sees that rarely. I replay “oh really? - I haven't been on anything else but these approaches, maybe it is because people preparing to become clinicians never really take this road?” She concurs a bit and throw me a smile, showing a lot of gingiva and then looks away towards either Caidee or the project leader.

While she does this I get a lot of spreadsheets appearing in front of my eyes. They are interview questions and are getting closed down one by one. The first being closed is the most recent and contains a lot of questions and the more that gets closed down the more questions disappear. I can't really see the questions, but there is a picture of a black female student in the top right hand corner and I see her name is Caidee. I instantaneously know that she is a student helper and she has been involved with constructing the interview guide from the start.

When these spreadsheets are all closed down we are starting to sit down by the table. I am getting anxious at this point because I think we are getting ready for the meeting and I thought the meeting wouldn't be till this afternoon. I take off my trousers under the table and look down at my blueish boxer shorts. I am briefly aware of the embarrassing nature of showing legs and start looking for my sweat pants – I don't know if I ever find them, but I start wearing them regardless – I then look under the table and see my red shorts lying under there. I am surprised as I don't remember wearing these, but I pick them up nonetheless and stand up and look at the table. I see now that Sheila has appeared so I go and sit next to her. I don't know if I will be able to persuade her in anyway or get to know her position in the project as the leader has told me about – in fact I am not even sure what I am supposed to do, but I sit down anyway.

I ask about whether we have a meeting already now and I am told that we do indeed and that it is a weekly thing as well. I mull this over a bit until from behind me Christina appears [COLOR="blue"] (Old school/class mate) [/COLOR] and tell me that she has received the keys from Saab and that they will be here with my car shortly. It surprise me a little seeing as I am not yet in a financially stable position and I don't know why I have already bought a car, but I think little else of it as it was part of the plan. So I grab the keys, which is a massive bundle, with a couple of car keys and 8-10 other keys and I wonder why there are so many.

I start walking down the hallway towards the entrance and Bjarne [COLOR="blue"] (Old friend from childhood/adolescence) [/COLOR] and Rasmus [COLOR="blue"] (Old school/class mate) [/COLOR] appear along the way and talk to me, I can't recall exactly what they say, but it seems taunting or mocking. I get to the end of the hall and enter the lift I notice the button [COLOR="blue"] (yes there is only one and that isn't weird! :P) [/COLOR] is slightly broken, but I press it anyway and I soon find myself outside in the school car park, that is vast and fenced in with wire mesh – and seems more like a car park belonging to a large shopping centre than a school and there is a lot of traffic.

I stand around looking at the cars driving in. There seems to be a lot of black mega trucks or hummers and I know that this probably isn't mine. I can't remember which kind of car I bought, though when a couple of silver grey smaller station cars and smart type cars start entering I get a feeling that my car is definitely silver grey, though I am still unsure about the type, but having a feeling that it isn't one of the completely little ones. A couple of grey cars enter the car park and turn towards me and park. After this a massive black hummer truck pulls in [COLOR="blue"] (which I think look a bit weird, but after googling “hummer truck” this morning I found a picture that looks exactly like the one) [/COLOR]

[url=http://prettycarz.com/odin/gallery/hummer%20truck/hummer-truck-06.html]hummer truck Photo #06[/url]

I start getting bored so I decide to jump on the bonnet of the cars parked making a neat little run/jumping course – and I am thoroughly satisfied with the sounds and feel of pressing down the metal as I jump. I start out with just common SUVs but I eventually land on a Porsche – which for some reason is covered in a fine layer of snow – and the car following that just before the massive hummer truck as a black Lamborghini, which stops me in my tracks as it is so low that I can't possibly get up on the truck – also I am quite surprised to see 2 such expensive cars parked next to each other as Denmark isn't a cheap place to buy a car.

I move around and jump maybe 3-4 cars more before I think to myself [COLOR="red"]“This is something I would do if I were dreaming”. So I look up and it all seems pretty normal, but I decide to do a reality check nonetheless. So I move my hands slightly to the sides and let myself hover above the rooftops of the cars.

Realising I am lucid I start taking to the skys, which is a habitual thought and I quickly realise that I have more important stuff to do than goof around. So I let myself drop out of flight and land on the ground again and when I do I find myself on the side walk outside the wire mesh.

I start walking up the side walk and start looking at my hands. The first basic task is my mission and I have already planned how this one is to unfold. I am somewhat excited though as I have never actually made something appear before my eyes. But I recall the visualisation of making a seed of light appear in my hand – a seed of love and light which I intend to plant in my chest and watch how it grows inside my body – while watching my hands[/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"] (It is fascinating to think that within the dream world a mental visualisation appears phenomenologically similar to how it would in the waking world, as a sort of translucent image appearing in a distinct mental space – which one could easily hypothesise being occupied by running the “world simulation” that is the dream) [/COLOR][COLOR="red"] To start out with not much is happening in my palm which is outstretched palms towards the sky. I see my fingers in a somewhat illuminated light and start focusing. Eventually I see a bright, but tiny dot of light in the middle of my palm and as I am watching it, it grows to the size of a water drop that is perfectly spherical. As I look at it it continues to grow and spikes and sparks start appearing around it leaving a distinct burning sensation in my hand as tiny specks of fire and ice are bombarding the surface of my skin.

Soon a gust of wind appears and rips the seed from my hands and I panic and jumps after it. It lands in a corner where there is some grass, but I manage to find it rather quickly. I then go all the way into the corner to avoid getting disturbed by the wind again. I take a look at the seed, my hand still being illuminated by light that reminds me of dawn. There is no pain any longer and I think of the seed representing compassion and love, as I press it into my chest. I don't feel it entering and nothing abrupt happens. I turn my focus and visual capacity towards the inside of my body and I get a view of the inside of my shoulder, but not much more, and the bright lines of light I expected aren't really there. What is worse is as I am focusing my attention like this I sense the dream world destabilising – so I start focusing outwards. At this point the dream is gone, but I am armed with patience – I have experienced this before, I maintain my focus directed outwards – although I am also aware that it would be irritating only starting half of the TotM task and not see it to fruition (literally ;). [/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"] (In previous dreams over the years experiencing this sensation would normally have led me to feeling disappointed and accepting the disappearance of the dream. However in one of the first lucid experiences since Ayahuasca the same thing happened – the visuals faded and I was left with nothing but internal and auditory stimuli – but here I just decided to wait instead of waking up and soon after I was pulled back into the dream world, albeit in a different spot than when I left)[/COLOR]

[COLOR="red"] I get flashes of a white rugged wall, it is plastered and I reach out to touch it and I sense it with my fingertips, but only very briefly. I start sensing the light of dawn characteristic of the dream world I was just in and I feel myself pulled back in. SWEET! I am back on the side walk and I decide to not focus more on the seed, I had already thought about the fact that it might take longer to grow than within a single dream – planting compassion and love in my own heart will still be an interesting theme to watch unfold over time.

So I start walking up the side walk to find a tree. I am however conscious that I would prefer finding a tree surrounded by nature, but looking around and having no experience with teleportation or portals I think I will have to settle for one of the trees by the side of the road.

I find a tree not far away, it is a very short tree and the trunk of it is very strange in that it narrows a lot towards the top, almost needle shaped. I place my hand on the tree and it feels chilly, not cold to the touch and I can feel the texture of the bark against my fingers, very authentic. I notice a curved line heading diagonally up from bottom left to top right on a point on the trunk. There is some dark green slime around the line and I wonder if the tree is forming a mouth. The slime should look unpleasant, but it doesn't – in fact it seems rather natural. I look away and at the tree again and the line has widened, though also thinned out a bit. The point is the changes to the line isn't gradual but jolty.

I think I look at the tree a couple of times more watching the line change, but it still isn't speaking to me and as I am about to give up hope and look away I hear a deep bassy rumble emanating from the tree.

“You cannot, help me – even with your flatter and good intentions.”
Astonished I turn around and face it.
“but I can help you” it says.
“How?” I ask as respectfully as I can muster, which isn't difficult as I feel very humble even towards this young tree standing amidst the concrete.
“We trees see things humans aren't equipped to see” it continues.
“Amongst our roots we keep closed the gates of hell”
“Humans aren't prepared to see this – they would freak out – but we trees have watched this for ever.”
[/COLOR][COLOR="blue"] (I have taken some artistic liberties with the sentences, for which I don't recall all of them exactly, though they were perfectly linguistic, which excited me – though the meaning of the words is represented exactly as they should be. I felt it more important to convey the intelligence, wisdom and almost all encompassing and physical presence of the tree's intentions directed at me)[/COLOR]

[COLOR="red"] I thank the tree and wonder exactly how that is a help to me, not negating it – the message felt important to me, but I think I might not be able to fully grasp it yet. [/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"] (upon awakening I got the feeling that the tree was trying to help me with one of the TotY – visiting the underworld, though I am unsure if there isn't a deeper more personal/spiritual message enclosed within as well). [/COLOR][COLOR="red"] I take off into flight thinking I have done enough tasks for now, wanting to relax a little – after briefly considering doing the painting task, but giving up cause I don't feel like finding a painting at this point. However I then again think I might not have completed the basic seed task as I haven't seen anything grow yet – I quickly glance inside my body again, but don't really see anything – more a sort of translucent view of my shoulder again. And look outwards. The skies are tuning dark and I land on a rooftop covered with old roof platings. There is a lot of moss growing on the platings and I think it might be a good idea to conjure up more of aforementioned seeds so I start doing that.

The seeds seem more vigorous and self determined than before and start flying out of my hand spinning, when they have reached an appropriate size. I still feel the burns of the sparks and ice shards. One of the seeds actually jump up the slope of the roof and enter a crack between one of the platings under a ventilation hood.

I stop producing seeds and just look at the crack and wonder if there is enough soil and nutrients for the seed to grow. After a little while slowly a thin rolled up green leaf appears from under the crack and as I continue to observe the growth I see a sort of elongated cabbage shape take form along with branches with leaves growing out of the new little plant. It also starts forming a flower and end up looking like a mixture between an orchid and a cabbage. As I watch this unfold the dream starts fading and I wake up. [/COLOR]

DILD #1:

I had an earlier dream where I was flying around with Dreamer at night. She was carrying me in her arms, but she was having difficulty flying because I was so heavy. I tried telling myself that I was as light as a feather, didn't work very well.

DILD #2:

I had another dream where I was waiting for a plane to take me to perth, but I was in the United states for some reason. I didn't know when the plane was supposed to leave and then I realized I didn't have to leave for another 3 days.

I slowly realized it was a dream and wandered around the airport for awhile. I watched workers furiously trying to clean airplanes and get the luggage on board. I also stole some food from vending machines and ate it while I calmly explored.

After awhile I decided that I wanted to do some tasks. I tried to remember some but got very nervous and worried about waking up. I woke up almost immediately, remembered some tasks, then waited to deild. I was shaken awake in the dream (back at the airport) by this chubby African girl. She was quite pretty and she had a really thick accent. I thanked her and wondered if she was one of those traditional dream guides that people keep talking about. I had her follow me around because I figured that she might be helpful.

I began walking around the halls looking for a painting; I said to myself, "There will be a painting behind me!"

There was, but then I heard the African girl say in her thick accent, "There's no painting there."

The painting immediately disappeared. I walked around a corner while saying to myself, "There is a painting around that corner!"

There was, and I made it fly into my hands with telekinesis. I was staring at it when the girl pulled at my arm. I looked back at her and she had a friend with her now. I looked back at the painting and it was now a map of Europe. I was getting a bit frustrated with this naughty DC that kept messing with me. I looked away and back at the painting again and it looked like a black and white illustration of an assembled jigsaw puzzle. I figured that was good enough so I threw it on the ground and made it grow and stretch until it was big enough for me to dive into. I guess that I should also mention that this entire time the annoying girl dc was pulling at my shirt incessantly. She was QuiTe annoying! But I tried to just ignore her.

The painting was on the ground and I was ready to dive in! I got in the standard diving stance and then dove in head first, right into a hard, solid floor. I slowly got absorbed into painting as I rested there. The world was black, I figured that I must have been in the black part of the painting so I walked until it got white. I could see more black lines off in the distance. Not the most exciting experience, but I thought it made sense. I jumped out of the painting and decided that I was now in a hospital instead of an airport. The two African girls are still there following me around. I saw this blonde lady receptionist that reminded me of one of the girls from Dr. Who. I beckoned her to follow me too as I walked outside.

It was dark and wet, and there was snow gently falling all around. I saw an old friend standing out on the curb. I figured he would be a helpful dc. I asked him if he had the mysterious seeds I needed (while also reaching in my pocket to find some just in case he didn't have any). He pulled a handful of assorted seeds from out of his pocket. They looked like an array of various nuts - cashews, almonds, macademias, and pistachios. I chose the only one I didn't recognize and threw it in the dirt. I stood there, staring at the ground with my motley crew of acquired dream characters. We eagerly waited for it to grow. Got too excited and woke up.

DILD #3:

I was at my parents' house in Colorado. My mom was cooking a vegan feast with green chili and beans. She was telling me that I should do some things for my dad so that he would be more likely to help me out if I needed it. I got really upset and said that it wasn't right that I had to do things like that as an exchange in order to have his love and support. I think I threw a tortilla in my rage. My dad came downstairs and started talking about facts and figures, keeping everything rational and away from emotions, where it was safe. I noticed that I could draw lines on the wall with my mind and I thought for a few seconds that maybe I just had super powers. Then I realized that I was dreaming and I walked outside and started to fly. I was having trouble flying but I was still enjoying it. I woke up after a few minutes of flying around the neighborhood.


DILD #4:

I was watching an 80s movie with Dreamer that had Brendan Fraser with long hair in it. It was about a group of hackers that were rebelling against these humanoid machines that had kidnapped another genius hacker for her brilliant programming skills. The hacker group had somehow managed to make it so that the machines couldn't see them, all except for one special machine that had the sense of smell, he could still smell them when they were near him. Brendan Fraser was running down the street from these special machines that had been built specifically to entice him. They had huge lower bodies that were covered in knotted pubes, it was supposed to attract him because that is what he was supposedly into, but it just looked ridiculous. He eluded them behind a wall when one of the machines saw me watching from a distance and she spat flames at me. I said to her, "Are you serious?" then shot flames back at her. It singed her slightly then I suddenly felt very poweful. I made all of the machine women in the area erupt in flames that were so hot that they turned to ashes.

I then walked over to a spot on the parking lot pavement and dropped a seed in the earth. A clone of myself separated from my body and walked off but the body that I was watching the dream from stayed to watch the plant grow. A long, vine-like plant grew straight up from the ground until it was about 5 feet tall. It then sprouted these bright red flower buds at the very top. I walked away to look for something inanimate to talk to and I decided that a car would be a good choice. I said to the nearest car, "HEY, how's it goin'?"

The car suddenly had eyes and a mouth but it appeared to be sleeping. I tried again, "Hello, are you awake?"

I noticed that I had a text message from some stranger that wanted to help me saying, "Hi, can I help you?"

I responded, "Who are you?"

Then a green-haired bully came from out of nowhere and started attacking me. I threw him to the ground to subdue him then the dream ended. I tried to stay still to wait for another dream to begin. I had a false awakening with my old friend from a previous dream and I was telling him about the lucid dream I just had and I was showing him the weird text message that interrupted me. Haha, woops.