task of the month

11.1:

Lucid Dream #2:

Per the usual, I'm going to put in red what was lucid, and blue what was non-lucid. Black will be non-dream stuff.

So, last night, I decided to try to use my REM Dreamer since I was having such poor luck as of late. When using the dreamer, I always have vivid dreams and I wake up a lot. Before the wake-back-to-bed, I had a really vivid dream where I was in a brand new we made. The house had a large kitchen flanking the left side of it, with a cozy looking living room. I didn't get much further than that. I wake up the first of several times and fail several WILD attempts. I know once I checked my clock to be sure I was awake, then within seconds, I see a different clock saying I should be dreaming. Somewhere in this waking and falling asleep, I dreamt of this tiny kid with a basketball. It was in my journal, so I know it happened, but I can only see him in silhouette. Finally, it was close to 6:30 or 6:45 when I went to sleep again. I believe I see the dream form around me, but I am not too sure, until I hear my text tone go off, which is a loud 2 second sound, for some reason, I know that this is a dream and I become lucid. I am a theater with people watching dreams. In the dream, it didn't dawn on me that this was my recreation of the November advanced challenge "Visit an offline DV." As I walk around the theater, I see a girl following me, but my main goal is to get to the lobby to tell death to steal her soul. Again, I am very goal oriented. Instead, I realize I do not have full control over the environment, so I poke my finger through my hand, which succeeded. It was an erie sight. I see my mom in the theater, and I tell her my basic task because I am aware the dream is ending. I tell her I am thankful for learning how to dream properly. Not long after that I can feel the dream fade to the room I was sleeping in, and I wake up.

My strange penchant for completion, lead me to perform two major dream tasks on the first day of the month, but I still lacked control over my environment. Also stranger is the fact that I became lucid, not by WILDing, but by the external text message sound. I still lack control in my lucidity =\.

Kinda did a DEILD this morning, but my lucidity was... Iffy at best.

Had something t'do with a grocery store.

But, I have a whole cornucopia of goals for November, which I am calling the 'Senses suite'.

Novembers goals
Sight
-Look upon something truly unexplainable.
-See my subconscious's undiluted form.
Sound
-Remember an entire conversation in a dream. (That's longer than a few words.)
-Listen to a song.
Smell
-Smell a flower in a dream.
-Smell something that shouldn't have a scent.
Touch
-Pet my cat in a dream.
-Give someone a hug.
Taste
-Eat something.
-Drink something.

Pretty general, but when I manage to fill out the list, I might try a few more goals.

28.10.2010

I am thankful of my Astral Body and psychic abilities!!!!! (long lucid) (L-DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Hi guys!!

I had recall every single night, but I do not have time for anything... However, I am going to try again to report my dreams daily (they are all on paper) I completed the lucid task for November (it is posted already on the Lucid Club) plus other lucid and a regular.

Third:

L-DEILD once more works and keep being a 100% success (also for Serenity )

I fell back in the dream. I was in the sky falling to the ground. It was funny because I spawned back in the same place, but I was falling as I was technically not flying, just spawning. I took flight easily and I remembered the tasks of the months. I was still on the air and I remembered I needed to see something not online about "DV" I went to downtown and I saw a ton of buildings and hotels.

One of the buildings was owned by Alex, and the building was called "DV" It had a huge logo on the top of it that said, "DV" That was easy!!! Advanced done!!!

My dream was very stable so I decided to land. I saw a few guys who wanted to have a breakfast buffet on the top of a fancy hotel. They were driving a monster truck (but it was about two feet long, one foot wide and one foot tall) I wondered how the hell they fit in there, but then, I remembered it was a dream. I grabbed all both of these folks and the car and flew to the top of the building. I placed the car in a corned and the DCs in front of the host. A waited dropped his tray and he was very shock. In fact, all the people stopped talking. The host was surprised too. I told him, "Here, these folks wanna eat!" I jumped away the building and took flight again.

I saw a nice building who was like a cylinder. It was empty in the middle and it had a pool. It was a very cool building. I was happy with the advanced task and I tried to Astral Project again. I landed, closed my eyes and told myself I wanted to Astral Project. Darkness appeared and I could not see nor move. I felt my body in the dream, but I knew I was failing to Astral Project this time. I did not want to end my lucid so I started to fly up and fast. I could not see a thing, but I knew I was going to glue myself to the dream. I flied high, very high. I felt I was out of the Earth. I started to descend, head first. I was going as fast as a meteorite. I tried to open my eyes really hard, suddenly, I saw a few beams of light. Yay! I was still in the dream!!! I kept flying until I saw everything very clean. The sky was blue and the buildings were in the same position.

I was in front of the DV building again. In the door, it had the DV logo as well. I was wondering about meeting with Alex inside of it. I knew I was an admin of the forum, so I was sure I would have access to all the restricted areas of the building.

I saw a very hot DC. I wanted to have sex with her and try not waking up. I approached at her and she laughed and moved away. It was funny, I remembered reading somewhere that sometimes a DC might opposes a little bit. I tickle her a little bit and pushed her panties down. Everything was up to the last detail. My heart started to race and I breath deeply. We started to have sex and I saw my dream quality decrease a little and my heart race. I kept moving my eyes and I looked into the sky. There was a huge full moon, a black void, mars and a green planet. We ended sex and I was still in the dream, yay!

I decided to go to that blach hole in the sky. I found it very amusing and interesting. I took flight and I suddenly saw like a giant metalic bunny flying around and a flying boat coming at me. I could not fly at maximum speed, so I decided to ride the boat instead. I landed on the boat and talked to the guy to drive me to the vortex.

During these flight, I encountered odd constructions. We went to some ruins and I left the boat there. There were some evil guys around messing up with something. I saw the logo of my own business (FerPC) but it said, "Ferpc2218" It was like 200 years after. I was surprised in what my business turned into in my dream.

I found another DC and started to talk with him about my current business. Suddenly, I found three quarters. I told him, "This is funny. I am taking them but they will not come with me to waking!" He agreen. I said, "Turn into Karma!!!!!" The coins started to vanish in my hand and became white vapor. Then i said, 'That will work well with my Astral Body!" The DC smiled and said, "Sure will do!" I replied, "Yeah! You know! I am very thankful of my Astral Body and my Psychic abilities. I am very happy with my gifts" The DC replied, "Sure, you must be!" I realized I did the basic task as well.

I entered in a different room. It was like a bathroom. I was doing nothing during that moment and wondering how long the dream was going to be. I thought in attempting to Astral Project again, when suddenly a zombie appeared from nowhere. I destroyed him with energy, it was a small one. I was hopping that a bigger zombie would not spawn, as I had no gun. I bigger zombie appeared but when I was going to try to kill it. I woke up.

Missed dream signs:
- None.

Spotted dream signs:
- None.

Dream Lucid

It was Thanksgiving day and I wanted to go smoke some weed before eating. I head out and meetup with some friends. I notice that I'm at the LA coliseum. Two joints were being lit and I was able to puff on one of them. A DC is bragging about how the weed he rolled into his was purple. He handed me his joint and let me spark it. I walked into the little tunnel thingy they have there to block the wind. I took the lighter and held the red flame to the end and sucked. It didn't light, at all. I though this was a bit odd so I pinched my nose, I could breathe through it. I tried lighting it again and it worked this time. Knowing that I was dreaming I smoked half the joint in one puff. The cloud of smoke that came out was amazing! I then started to think if I should do the task of the month or not, since it's near the end. Then I noticed my phone vibrated(I guess just thinking of maybe doing it just caused my dream to do it). I took it out and saw my sister texted me asking when I would be home. I replied asking her when dinner would be ready. She said in a few hours, then went on about how some guy came over to the house to look for something. Still being in the tunnel, I walked out into the coliseum and it was FILLED with people (I had been here for the Electric Daisy Carnival) music was blasting and people were just everywhere dancing. I just stood there enjoying the music and how it sounded so good! Then I woke up.

I was walking on the blacktop with my brother. I decided to RC.I became lucid and started to float and just fly instead of walking with him. Then I woke up

10.21:

Well, it's been a long ride, but I had my first intentional lucid dream. Per the usual, I'm going to put in red what was lucid, and blue what was non-lucid. Black will be non-dream stuff.

Going to bed, I repeated the mantra "I lucid dream." When my thoughts wandered, I would chant it louder in my head. During my trying to fall asleep, I could imagine daily things being effected by it (I see a scene from earlier play out, but instead of normal words, it added things like "I loudly dropped..." which followed the same first letter of my mantra. Somewhere in there, I fell asleep.
I am in an extremely dark house. People are all around, and for some reason, I feel a sense of urgency. I try to turn on lights, but they fail. My first thought is the lights are broken. Somewhere in the dream, I get the notion that it's a dream and try to RC. I try poking my finger through my hands, counting my fingers, but both worked flawlessly. Undaunted, I do the nose test, and it failed. This forces me to realize I am dreaming. Since it's dark, I conjure up a potion, for some reason, and drink it. Within seconds, the room brightens up. I drink another, and the room gets brighter. Eventually, the entire room is dark, but bright enough to make out details. I know the LD is extremely unstable, so I began to think of tasks to do. Yes, this was my first thought because I am goal-oriented. I ask a woman wondering around what are my tasks again, and I remember it's to talk to someone, so I ask her to tell me about lucid dreaming when I try to conjure a fireball for Nomad's class before the most recent one. She explains I need to wait to develop dream control and duration, but it'll come. I start to create the fireball in my hand, but while I feel the heat and hear the sparkling, I lose the visual. Begrudgingly, I wake up. I quickly jot down my dream, then I try to return to the dream, but instead, I have a non-lucid where I see a radio host willing to have his kidney removed for the sake of radio. Later, I am planning a trip to local colleges (day residue) to watch their graduations.

All in all, good night!

Lucid dream! Task of the month!

I am sitting at the kitchen table doing physics homework. I see my dog barking, and it is chasing a mouse. "Oh not again," I think to myself. The mouse heads for the door as if it knew what it should do, and crawled underneath it. I stand up trying to find something to throw at it while thinking that I used a tennis ball last time (in the dream it was a regular occurrence to see mice). I look underneath the table and there are two tennis balls. I pick them up, and look for the mouse. It crawled by the wall, and I throw the first one and hit its tail. I grab the second ball and throw it at the mouse as it heads towards the table. I hit it dead on, and it flipped over. I picked it up between my index finger and thumb, and the mouse regained consciousness, except it had somehow shrunk down to about an inch long. It started squeaking and bit my thumb, but it didn't hurt. I got distracted by the dog knocking over its water bowl, and the mouse had managed to squeeze out of my fingers. It hit the ground and ran behind the refrigerator, reappearing on the other side as a bigger mouse. I said, "That's it," and grabbed a dish towel near me. I started chasing it while smacking it with the towel, wondering why I hadn't used a towel in the first place. I made contact with the mouse the first time, and it flew at the door as I made contact with it. It started crawling up the door, and I thought to myself, "Mice can walk up walls!?" So I ran to the door and gave the mouse a good solid whack, and it fell to the floor. Then my dead cat ran into the kitchen and grabbed it. Seconds later, I looked down at the floor and there are two dead mice that are bleeding with teeth marks in them. I thought, "There was only one mouse, I must be dreaming!" Surely, I did a reality check and I was dreaming. I want to go outside, and the nearest way out is a window. I think "Should I shatter it?" but change my mind and decide to pass through it unharmed. When I made contact with the glass, it seemed to split open fluidly, and seemed to suck me through to the outside world. It was either dawn or dusk, and the sky was a dark purple color. I do some stabilization techniques, while thinking, "What will they do, I already have as much detail as real life?" I rub my hands and nothing happens, I'm already fully conscious and stabilizing seems pointless. I remember some people said to shout things. I couldn't remember what to shout and it came out as, "Clarity! Dream Clarity!" it doesn't seem to make anything change. I want some light, so I try to move the sun up. I close my eyes and imagine it coming up over the horizon. I point a little below the earth, and exhale while moving my finger slowly up. The sun moved along with my finger and lit up the world. Then I wake up, and I look to my window and see outside. I know this isn't a dream, since I have such accurate results on the weather. I sigh, and do a reality check just because. "Oh my goodness, I'm dreaming!" I shout as the reality check fails. Then the dream shifted around me and I'm in an office building. There are three people here: a young blond man, an old woman wearing a pink knitted sweater, and her husband who was constantly griping and needed a shave. I somehow knew that one time the young man got fed up with the old people and blew up the building, and this is a second chance for me to change what happened in the past. From here the dream goes on for quite a while, and many things happen that I do not remember clearly. I get a little wrapped up in the storyline, and I lose lucidity. Suddenly, at some point along this, I remember "Oh I gotta refocus on things, this is a dream." and I start thinking of what to do. "Task of the Month!" I remind myself. I get excited, and feel quite proud of myself that I remembered it. I sit down at one of the office desks, and turn on the computer. The screen is blank, so I keep typing random things. The desktop appeared, and I clicked Mozilla Firefox. I go to the top and type in "Drea" trying to get to dreamviews, and it shows up in the history and I click on it. I see the forums page of dreamviews, and click on chat. I automatically enter the chatroom, and I say, "Hello?" No response for quite a while. I figure that it's not working, so I reach into my pocket and pull out my cellphone. I unlock it, and go to text messages. A blank conversation is already open with someone I cannot remember, but it didn't matter. I typed, "Is there something you want me to know?" and pressed send. I didn't get a reply for a while, then they suddenly replied, "Yes, you can do it all." I smile, and then the dream starts to reattach itself to the storyline. A man pulls up with a truck full of gas, and I know it's going to explode. The man gets out and throws himself against the window, committing suicide. Then the truck somehow catches on fire, but no one notices. The old woman calls her husband, and she just keeps saying to the phone, "I love you, Fred. I love you, Fred." And he shouts back into the phone, "Oh, shut up, Donna!" I think this is horrible, since they're about to die and they hate each other. I walk away down a hallway, and the dream loses focus and I wake up.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while writing journal entry]

[Fragment] I'm at junior high school, going to class and learning what my class schedule will be.

The next dream starts out like a documentary about Canada. In the dream, I remember that I visited a city in Canada once, and my strongest impression upon arriving there was, “Wow, I'm in a foreign country!” [I've never actually been to Canada. These are most likely straight-up false memories, but I also got the feeling when taking notes during my WBTB that they might possibly have been memories of a previous dream that I'd otherwise forgotten about. Weird.] According to the documentary, Canada has a “Mexico City,” a concentrated population center of Mexican immigrants.

The dream then shifts from a documentary to an episode of “The Red Panda Adventures” that involves all of Canada being hypnotized/brainwashed into hating a man with the last name of Campbell. I remember a long text document [don't ask me why a dream about an episode of an audio series generates a dream image of a text document] that goes on and on about what a despicable person Campbell is. At one point in the text document, there is a warped and twisted version of the Canadian equivalent of the Pledge of Allegiance that also mentions his name and says something bad about him. [I was curious, so I looked it up, and it turns out that there is no Canadian equivalent of the Pledge of Allegiance. My mind just made one up. Cool.]

Woke up at 4:00 A.M. at the end of a sleep cycle and needed the restroom, so I used it, then took a few notes on my dreams so far, then went back to sleep.

I'm in a really big library with white walls and lots of light wood. The word “dream” crosses my mind somehow. [I don't remember whether someone said it, or I saw it on a sign, or I was just thinking about it; I think it was probably the latter.] However it happens, it makes me realize, “Hey, I'm dreaming! I did it!”

I decide to try doing a scene transition. [I don't remember how I did it, but] I find myself sitting in front of a computer monitor, which is displaying a command prompt against a black screen. The program that's running is a text adventure based on the novel Watership Down. I can't do anything right in it – I try entering a couple of commands, but none of them make any progress. Even the inventory command yields a response that goes something like, “You can't have an inventory with only one!” It means that you have to have more than one rabbit in your party before you can check your inventory. I quickly discover that the program is tied to the computer's clock, and that if a certain number of seconds pass without the player making any progress, the program just gives you a Game Over saying something about how you just got eaten (you, the rabbit, in the game, that is). After I get this Game Over, I think: “I don't have to sit here and play this text adventure just because I ended up here. If I want to, I can get up from this computer and go explore the building.” So I do.

I'm still in the library, because that's where that computer is. It's near a second-story interior passageway that's open and more like a balcony, overlooking the ground floor of the library. I follow the passageway over to where it ends in a flight of stairs going down, then descend the stairs, holding on to the handrails the entire way to keep myself focused on and grounded in the dream, and to make sure it remains stable. It works. The whole time, I'm marveling at how the sensations of walking, descending stairs, and holding the handrails are exactly like they would be in reality. The stairs have handrails running up the middle of the steps, but they aren't parallel to the ones running up the sides of the stairs; they're at an angle, so I have to go through a narrow space between two handrails on the last few steps of the staircase. I say, “Why did I have to design these stairs this way?”

I exit the building, and am outside on a dream version of my college campus. It's sunny and beautiful, and all the buildings are big and white and slightly old-fashioned [in real life, most of them are various shades of brown, tan, or orange, and none of them date back further than the 1940s]. Also, the St. Louis Arch and another, light-brown arch with some words on it in black, marking the entrance to some area, are there. [I can't remember what the words said now, but there were two of them, they were the name of the area, and they both started with S.] I go, “Ahhh, it's so good to be here.”

I notice that the beach, with its light-colored, soft sand, is down at the bottom of the cliff. I decide to try something. I think to myself, “When I close my eyes and turn around, I'm going to be standing on that beach down there.” I close my eyes, turn around in a circle (not too fast), and then open them again. I'm now on the beach, not quite at the exact spot I had been shooting for, but pretty close. “It worked!” I say aloud.

I stand on the beach for a moment, but the waves suddenly start coming up really close to the cliff, so there's not enough dry sand left to stand on. I decide to spin around again to go somewhere else, but this time, I'm thinking, “Just take me wherever.”

[In retrospect, that wasn't a very good idea.] I end up on the porch of an old, slightly spooky-looking house made of wooden boards, that seems to be floating on the ocean. It's not abandoned, though – there is a couple living in it. Also, I now have a friend with me – no one I know in real life, just a random, unnamed female dream character.

I look out from the porch to the east at the surrounding landscape and see a world that is ending. The sky is filled with thick, solid black clouds, with streaks of bright red and orange here and there because the sun is rising behind them. The entire landscape is flooded, and a jumble of disconnected buildings stick out of the water here and there. Some of them are on fire, some are falling apart, and one is being ruled over by some sort of dictator, whose enormous figure I can see looming over the building and gesturing with his arms in a way that means “work, you miserable peons!”

The couple who live in the house we're at start talking to me and my friend. They say that we have to get back to safety by sailing back the way we came. I think, “But we didn't sail here! We teleported!” I don't say so, though. [I don't know why not. Either I didn't get a chance to say anything, or I didn't want her to know about my newfound teleportation abilities, I'm not sure.]

[From this point forward, my recall is a little less clear in that I remember all the scenes, but none of the transitions or connections between them.]

The next thing I remember is facing away from the house toward the west, where there is a sort of path leading away from the house, but it's made up of a bunch of vines (or tree roots?). I try to get to the other end of the path by spinning around and closing my eyes again, but this time it doesn't work at all. I say, “Okay, if we can't do that, we'll just get there the hard way,” and start climbing over the vines.

Somehow, I end up on the deck of a ship, and there are waves coming up onto the deck I'm on, over and through the metal railing to my left. One of them doesn't look very big (it's about the same height as the railing), but it breaks right on the deck I'm on, tilting the ship over but not capsizing it.

The next thing I know, my friend and I are being escorted through the flooded landscape in a boat. There is a tank-like, armored boat with lots of guns in front of our boat, and another one behind ours. I take it they're there for our protection, but I quickly figure out that they're mostly just there for intimidation, and they're not even doing a very good job of that. There are lots of dangerous things trying to attack us, including exploding police cars, but we and our boat are passing through all of them as if they were air. What's really protecting us is a magic spell, one which, I know in the dream, comes from the Incarnations of Immortality universe.

I'm on foot, indoors, running away from something. I run into what appears to be a bathroom. I wonder if the protection spell is still holding now that I'm off the boat.

[I'm not entirely sure whether these last two scenes were in this order, or the reverse order:]

I'm a student sitting in a classroom, on the first day of school. All the other student seats are full of preteen or teenage Japanese girls, but the teacher is white. She explains that all we'll do in her class is make these little hat/hair accessory things out of tissue paper, which must be very trendy, because many of the girls are wearing them in their hair.

I'm standing on some rocks in the ocean, near the beach. I'm still lucid, so I think, “Okay! Text-messaging! Task of the month!” I go to take my phone out of my pocket, but then think, “No, better not do that here – I don't want to get my phone wet.”

Woke up and was delighted to have had another lucid dream. While thinking back over it, I laughed out loud at that last part – I was concerned about my phone getting wet? It wasn't even my real phone! :-D Then again, I realized that that makes sense: my dream cell phone would have been just as damaged by dream water as my real one would be by real water. After all, that's what I expect will happen when cell phones get wet.

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Commentary:

Last night, I listened to about half of my binaural beats file at the beginning of the night, did a five-minute WBTB, did a lot of MILD affirmation and visualization both when I first went to bed and when I was going back to sleep after the WBTB, and had a new cardboard-square bracelet, one made with a smaller square of thicker cardboard than my first one, on my wrist the entire time. Something helped me have a really good, long lucid dream. I don't know what. How very unscientific of me, I know. I'm sorry, everybody.

On a more positive note, I'm getting a little better at this! I had more lucidity than ever before this time, and I thought about and actively tried out some dream control techniques while in the dream. I've moved out of the “what is this new world?!” phase now, and into a phase that can be characterized by these thoughts: “Okay, I get the idea of what lucid dreams are, but how do I shot web?” That is, I'm just starting to learn to use those dream control abilities. It was one thing to read about the spinning scene-change/teleportation ability, but as with most skills, now that I've done it for myself, I truly understand what it's like. Note to self, though: I should never spin around to transition to a new scene without first deciding what the new scene should be, because if I let it be random, I may not like what I get.

Shazam, out of the blue two goals, one a yearly, checked and in the bag!

Both having met my subconscious and held a conversation (Kinda) with it, that marks them off the goal list. I even got to try more interesting techniques.

Strangely, it all started out as a dream where I was on an island (Beaches are my go-to scenery for first dreaming when I'm MILDing, has t'do with the Drawing of the Three by Stephen King, and it's easy to visualize a plane of yellow next to a plane of blue.). Kind of video-gamish (A common theme in my dreams, I'm such a loser.), I was with my dad, looking at the craziness. I remember wondering what it would be like to open the console with an interface like this (I think I thought I was in virtual reality.).

Hilariously enough, I tried the nose breathe RC a few times just to see how it would work in this *Ahem* game. And was surprised when it failed each time, but I seriously had a derp moment as despite having done it at least 3 times, I still thought it was reality.

It wasn't until the appearance (And mosaic disappearance, like he was being censored on TV because he didn't sign a consent form.) of a recently deceased friend of mine that I think I started to get the idea that i was in a dream. Though that particular setting would change before I would get to be lucid in it.

I think I actually started to wake up at that point, and was in a semi-void for a bit. But I'm pretty sure I DEILDed back in. (This is actually a first for me, and I do it multiple times during this!). I'm no where near lucid at this point, I see my sister playing with two dogs upon a hill near a house in the snow (One I'm pretty sure is my dog, the other the dog of the aforementioned recently deceased.), the two dogs maul a guy (as they're both off their leashes.) and paramedics arrive. The dream changes focus and I'm walking past a fast food place with the doors open in wintertime.

Tactile sensations are pretty rare in my dreams at the moment, but I remember feeling the slight icy covering of snow on objects as I walked by. Eventually, I see my dad next to what looks like his car. He has me drive (the drivers seat is on the passenger side.) and the interior is very futuristic looking. I don't know my destination, so I use some kinda HUD navigation system, I dunno if it worked but I found myself at some kinda clinic. Police are standing off against some lady in a wheelchair (Possibly my sub!), I usher her inside, do a RC and approach the bar inside. The lady orders a drink, and the bartender asks me "Do you remember?", I reply with "Remember what?". Boom, I'm in the void, possibly even waking up again.

Not only did I DEILD (Possibly.), but I continued the dream from last time for the most part. Me and the lady have our drinks (I'm not drinking cause, well, I don't in real-life.). This part is hazy, but I know I end up in the void AGAIN.

I try a few things to escape the infinite blackness, spinning, sudden acceleration. But it wasn't until I felt what was in front of me that I found a way to escape. Whatever was in front of me felt like laminated cardboard, so I punched a hole, it took a bit for the dream to form, but I was looking at a cardboard wall with a hole in it. I stabilize and clarify by looking at the details of the hole, things clear up and I look through the hole. There were a bunch of people in... Cat suits? Dancing and whatnot in a circle, they all look at me so I just turn around and find myself in dimly lit hallways (Another common theme in my dreams.). I get it in my head that nearby is a door, behind which is my subconscious. I turn left and enter that door. Inside are a bunch of stuffed animals (A throw-back to my very first LD!) on chairs and hanging from the ceiling, and inside is a lady with poofy brown hair in some manner of white garb.

A little backstory here. When I was a kid, I had a few times where I dreamed of a person, about my age at the time. She was a little african-american girl I had never seen before, and I knew her name was Elvira. When I started taking an interest in lucid dreaming, I figured this may have very well been my subconscious. I only dreamed of this person about 3 times, but it popped back into my memory since starting a dream journal.

Lucid dream number... 2 or 3, I found a cat (Can't remember if I wrote about it here... I should start a reality journal.) who had a name tag of 'Elly'. Now, maybe it was just me looking for meaning in a completely random name, but I equated this as a clever-arse trick by my sub. I thought 'Elly' was short for 'Elvira'.

Anywho, back to the lady with brown hair. I asked if she was 'Elly', and she said yes. At this point I believed that this was my subconscious. She lead me into another hall, and i remember saying "It's nice to finally meet you.", we shake hands, but she's mostly looking to the left of me. I remember saying "I'd appreciate some help becoming lucid, and in particular appreciate this lucid dream.". She then lead me into a room, where this guy scared the utter bajesus outta me (Jump-scare.), my sub said something at this point, but I can't remember what. The guy gets another good scare on me before laughing and becoming all buddy buddy with me. At that point I woke up for good this time, as I noticed how dry my mouth was.

Actually, the avatar for my sub, I may have met in a previous dream I had that night. It may have been my sub all along during that too. I was in a hospital setting (Again, common theme in my dreams.) and some lady was following me around, she was acting all crazy like... I think she wanted to jump my bones or something... Anyway, I managed to peel her away from me somehow by signaling to the staff or something. But her resemblance to Elly, in retrospect, was pretty similar.

Oy, it's nice being able to write more than just a paragraph.

NON-DREAM NON-LUCID SEMI -LUCID LUCID

As you can see, I have finally decided as what to use the above scale as the measurement of my lucidity. I won't be changing this anytime soon. Also, I will only post in this DJ for ToTM & ToTY dreams (as this one is). I already maintain a dream journal in the student workbooks, I don't feel it necessary to copy between my memory, my physical DJ, my DVDJ, and my SWDJ. I will use my Student Workbook as my primary online dream journal until the Shared Dreaming class is over.

I was at school, walking around the quad. People started to form a crowd behind me, and I wasn't sure why at the moment. Soon, half of the people I knew were with my inside the shaded cafeteria. It was around 8:00, a fog was blowing away, and the air was crisp and tense. Soon afterward, another group of people stepped in front of us. They were leaded by one of my nerdy friends, B. He looked ready to hurt something. My team was in kinda light clothes, while his were wearing dark clothes. I yelled "GO!" and a member of my team charged at a member of the other team in a race around some coned track. My 'team' was losing. I thought 'I know I have to have a short IM with someone, but why?' Whatever. (This was for ToTM but I forgot about it until later before I woke up) I got on the computer, entered a school chatroom, and everyone was discussing the race. I typed in "Crap! We're losing!!!!" I looked at the screen for a while then closed the laptop. I noticed one of my teammates was sleeping. I shook him and said "Get up! You're next! We're gonna LOSE!" He mumbled and got up.
[Dream Skip - Next Day]
All I remember is that I sat down with a few friends to discuss the race. The dream started to fade out, and I woke up.

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

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 dream, [Commentary on dreams made after the fact, while writing this journal entry]

I hear the text message chime on my phone go off, so I get up and check it, saying to myself, “I'd better check that. There are only a couple of people who would text me in the middle of the night (P. and Ashley R.), and they're both important to me.” But when I check it, there's no indication of a new text message, and the screen looks completely normal. [I think. Was only the Vibrate icon showing, or was the Alarm icon showing, too? I'm not sure.] It says that it's 4:38 A.M., which seems right, so I conclude that I've just unwittingly dreamed myself up an unplanned WBTB alarm, but have reacted to it in reality. “Great, that should help,” I think. I move the phone over from the sewing cabinet to the dresser and go back to bed. [I'm an idiot! If I had just thought to look back at the time display on the phone one more time, I might have realized that I hadn't actually woken up at all, but I didn't. As it stands now, I'm pretty sure I just dreamed this entire sequence of events, but not positive, which is frankly rather disturbing.] [And I just remembered while writing this that as I was first trying to go to sleep last night, one of the things I was thinking about was the fact that the current Task of the Month is to have an in-dream text or IM conversation. That must have triggered the in-dream text message chime. LOL!]

Later, my phone alarm wakes me up again. It's set up so that the alarm sound is a recording I made of myself narrating a dream journal entry that talks about some embarrassing topics. Still lying on my bottom bunk, I grab the phone off the floor and muffle it between my body and the mattress so my parents won't hear it. Too late; they've already heard the beginning of it. They come into the room and ask me if I'm all right, and I explain that yes, I am, and I have my phone alarm set up to play back a recorded dream journal entry that I made on my trip to Europe back in September. (It was another of those tours with Pam S., by the way.) So I get up and go into the kitchen to have breakfast. [All this happened in the house I grew up in, by the way. It was exactly the way I remember it. I completely failed to clue in. As far as I could tell while I was in the dream, this was reality, and I was supposed to be there. I conclude that it's true, at least for me, that when dreaming about real places from memory, it is easy to be unaware that you're dreaming. I fail. To be fair, though, it's very easy for me to accept that setting as normal reality because, for a little over half my life, it was normal reality.]

So then I'm outside somewhere, going up a hill in some kind of vehicle on a road. There are LCD screens above the road that have scrolling text on them, talking about how barbarafett comes off as a ranty, opinionated blowhard in her dream journal entries and forum posts at DreamViews. [Of which I had made none, so far, in reality when I had this dream. A warning?] It expresses some of this meaning through TVTropes potholes. When I get to the top of the hill, there are these little go-karts that are only a little bigger than a roller skate, but are strong enough to support the weight of a person and have enough horsepower to move around fairly quickly when a person is standing on them. That's what we're supposed to do here, so I do. I stand on one of the go-karts with my right foot and navigate it along a path painted onto the glossy concrete. The path has a lot of switchbacks in it. The go-karts go fast enough that staying up on them is challenging and fun.

I finally did wake up for real, felt around on the dresser for my phone, didn't find it, and then saw that it was still on the sewing cabinet where I always leave it. I cried out in anger and frustration. “How many FAs can one person have in one night?!” I asked myself, irritated. I did the nose-plug RC and it passed, so I said, "Idiot! You should have checked that the first time!" (Meaning, when I first heard the text-message chime.)

This afternoon, I entered a WILD in which I was at my computer (though not in my house), and I recieved a message from a female user I recognized in the dream, but no longer have any clue who she was. I also got a message from someone else I can't really remember, but I only replied to the female one. The majority of the dream takes place around and inside a few tall buildings. I start out inside one, but quickly go outside to run from some people who arrive (two of which were female and one a male) and I believe may mean me harm. They don't see me but they know I am around somewhere. Now outside, I look up to the roof, a three story jump. But, knowing I can accomplish this allows me to jump and grab onto the ledge and pull myself up. One the roof I see a female who I believe to be the one I was corresponding with on the computer and it seems to me as if she is hiding as well. I go to her and try to pull her to an area of the roof that is more conceiled. We end up phasing through a wall, to get to this area, a very peculiar experience. In hiding, we are finally spotted by one of the male pursuers. No longer desiring to run, I engage him in combat and overpower him, throwing him off the roof. He is rendered incapacitated, but not dead, so I look around for the girl who I find is fighting the female pursuer. Suddenly, the three of us are inside, I am not sure how, but I attempt to help take down the female pursuer. She ends up being far too strong for either of us, even after I attempt to cut off what I believed to be her power supply. While I do think it was her supply, I believe she was too powerful even without it. I can't remember what happened after that.

Next dream has sexual content.

I am with this supermodel and we are doing a photoshoot together. There is a large bed in the room and the both of us are slowly removing articles of clothing as the photographer takes shots. We start out at different ends of the bed, but as we grow closer to being naked, we come closer to eachother. By the time we are fully unclothed, we start to have sex. She wants to restart, but without the photographer, so be get up and open the door expecting to go to the same room but at an eariler time before the photographer arrives. Our combined wills cause this to be so. We enter the room fully clothed, the photographer absent. But before we resume what we came here to do, there is a knock at the door and we know it is the photographer. We answer the door and he is very upset with us for traveling through time and ruining his shoot. After that I woke up

03.10.2010

Death, Harvest my soul, fast! (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Another not so awesome night. My mind is being flooded with my business stuff and I am only focused in waking stuff. I MILD one lucid and recalled two more dreams.

Third dream:

I told my self having only ONE pair of wings was not an option and I had to MILD the advanced task last night, not having a MILD was not an option. I woke up at 06:30 am and kept in a comfortable possition. I used the chest technique, affirmed I was going to turn lucid and visualize having my both pairs of wings.

I was in a big warehouse store. I had to buy some wood and glue to do something. The store was huge and it had everything I needed. I saw a fat pack of Scars of Mirrodin, so I was going to buy it as well. I walked to the register and requested the cashier a Pat Pack of Scars. The cashier, who was very rude told me, "We do not have that here." Suddenly, the store was a Blockbuster. I told her they did, but she replied they did not. I paid for my purchase and told her to hold them on.

I walked around the entire store looking for it and I could not find it. I recalled perfectly I saw it and I entered an odd room. I told to myself I had to be dreaming. This was odd and the store did not look nothing I knew. I looked at my left hand and it was OK, I looked at my right hand and it had six fingers.

I wanted to take off and fly to make my dream stable, as usual, however, I knew it was about time to wake up, so I wanted to do my task fast. I entered into a darker room. I knew the Death was going to be somewhere in there. I saw several huge racks and old boxes. Everything was super dusty. I saw four teenagers running around and one almost hitted me. I told him, "Do not dare to bother me! You will see moron!!!!"

I turned right and I saw more boxes. There was a dark figure with black robes and a scythe. The scythe was like evil, diabolic, made with bones. He was looking at me, but standing still. He was not threathening me. His body looked dry. I could see some bones and his face was a skull.







I started to walk and told the death telepathically to follow me. He did. The Death was under my command. I remembered those stupid teenagers and I was going to get them pwned by the Death. We started to walk to the room were such teenagers were bothering around. I suddenly had double conscious and I felt my cat walking around in my bed. The dream was not as stable. I did not want to risk so I asked the Death to kill me. I saw the Death approaching at me. He rose his scythe and slew me. It did not hurt but I saw my own body falling to the ground and my soul flying inside Death body's. I had time enough to realize I accomplished the advanced too and I woke up.

Missed dream signs:
- None.

Spotted dream signs:
- The odd store.

Reality Check performed:
- Hand check (failed. turned lucid)

I may not be able to verbatim my dream journal, but at least I can write down my month/year goals I suppose.

October's goals
1. Have greater-than or equal to 3 LDs this month.
2. Successfully preform a WILD
3. Talk to someone/thing in a LD.

Year goal
1. Learn the meaning of at least one of 'the big four'
2. Have at least 1 LD a week on average.
3. Have subconscious make me lucid in a dream.

Obviously I don't have a high enough character limit to explain in full 'the big four', but I will say that they are the most significant dreams I've ever had. (Ordinarily, before training myself dream recall I could barely remember one dream a month. But the big four were clear as a bell, and are mostly very clear in my memory.)