lucid

I was with Scooter, and she was touching me inappropriately, and I was doing the same, and it was weird because my sister was maybe someone in the area, and there was an understanding that she didn't approve of us having any kind of physical relation.

Later, there was another dream where I was driving a car, and was from the future. My Mom was there, but she had no idea what the car was, she was basically my Mom from the past. We were in the same house that we currently live in, though. I was driving around with her in the car, and was explaining to her "know how you have horses and carriages and shit? This machine is what we have in the future?" She seemed to vaguely understand, but she wasn't awestruck. She was just pissed off about something, some fight that we had gotten into earlier. There were roads, which was strange for a time without cars. There was also a driveway at her house, which was strange for a time without cars. Before I started driving, I also asked her for a key to her car, which also was strange for a time without cars.

Trapped in some area, by a lake. A lady there had had a younger child, maybe 9 or 8, and a baby. They were there because some government research was being done concerning the lake, I'm not sure what it was. But everyone was living in tents said up by the lake. I got the feeling that the lady that had lost her kids was a kind of lead researcher on the project. I developed a relationship with her older daughter. She had black hair, a little taller than me. We became fast friends. Near the end, we were resting together in her tent, while her brother was there playing videogames. Her Mom came back and walked into the tent while we were together. I asked her if this was ok, she said "it's fine." Her brother looked freaked out after she left and told me to run. He said that his Mom was drunk, and would chop me into pieces. I walked outside, and the Mom was there with a machete. We started to fight, and the fight teleported to a boat, I believe. She had this ability to make me see insane and horrifying things, much like the Scarecrow from Batman. I was able to turn it against her, though, and at one point got the machete from her and chopped off her hand. I woke up during the last parts of this fight. I don't remember much about life at the camp beside the lake. just that I was very glad that girl was there. I was very, very happy when I was with her, and she was no one I knew in real life.

At this point, I was woken up by Sleep Cycle. It woke me up during the last dream, and it worked really well. I sat up, voice recorded my dreams, then laid back down. My intent was to WILD, but Mike had woken up and was showering and people were awake and right outside my window, and I quickly got frustrated. So I decided to just role the dice and do a WBTB, telling myself that I would have a lucid when I fell asleep.

So I have a dream. I'm part of some resistance group fighting against an empire of sorts. The color yellow is associated with the resistance, the color purple with the empire. We were slowing pushing the imperials back through a series of room and cave-like chambers, using blasters. At one point we found a desk, that we decided needed to be taken apart because it had been stolen from the imperials. Anyway, we keep pushing up to this area that is a walkway that is open on one side, then someone opens a fridge while we are there? And that makes them realize we are hiding there, and they surround us. To denote that we weren't going to fight them, everyone put down their weapons and... grabbed a frozen burrito from the freezer. I wasn't about to do this. But Robert Downey Jr. was with us, and he finally decided that he would do it, but that he would choose the flavor burrito that no one had gone for yet, so I did the same. The imperials then expected everyone to eat the burritos while they were still frozen, as part of penance or something. Anyway, either it all died down and/or we escaped, don't remember which. I ran into Kaia, who I ended up following through some deep woods to some place. I kept following her, and we kept going around this island, which has this giant statue of it that was raised by the imperials, maybe? Eventually, as we were walking around, we moved out of the jungle into a populated city area that was almost a part of Birmingham, but not quite recognizable enough to be called a construct caused by memories of the place, while in this area, the big statue was torn down. It seemed to have an "oh-no" look on its face as it was being destroyed.

Later, I'm in my parents' house. I'm fighting some long line of creatures that is trying to get to my bedroom in the house, which is like my base, and I have to destroy them as they come by. I become lucid during this, I don't remember why. I for some reason didn't record this dream right after I woke up when it happened, and decided to try another dream. This was very foolish of me. Anyway, I'm lucid, and I realize that some had gotten to my room where the base was. The leader of my group of monsters is a plus serpent head thing. So I grab it and charge into my room, getting ready to bash them. As I'm charging, I remember thinking that I can't believe how absolutely stable the dream is staying, as I'm dashing around in this ridiculous situation, attacking these small monsters. I'm able to look around at every detail of my surrounding without losing any stability. I get to my room and try to stop them, but it's too late and they win. That's fine, nothing bad happens. I walk out of my room and towards the front of the house. I decide I want to try to teleport. I close my eyes and start to do so, and right before I go to teleport I remember that I foolishly haven't set a destination, so I just think the words "grammy's house," but don't actually form any image of it at all in my head. I realize what has happened and open my eyes. The whole dream world kind of does a lightning fast blip around me, like a tv station where you are getting shitty reception from an antennae and the image cracks for a second, and I feel the entire reality of the dream not exist at all for just the briefest fragment of a second, then everything comes back and I'm in the same place in my house, but everything is a little more blurry and less stable. The teleport was a whiff. I gather myself and realize I'm starting to lose stability. In an act of desperation I set a location in my mind and try to teleport there. I don't remember where it was, but I tried to make it as specific as possible. That being said, I only spent like two seconds forming it in my mind, and I was already losing stability rapidly, so this one also whiffed and I went through the same sensation of reality blinking out again. I tried this twice in rapid succession, each attempt failing, each failed attempt making me lose a little stability. I wasn't able to teleport, though, and in the end I was in den, not very stable. I realized I had fucked up, and tried to look around and stabilized. I was willing my mind to fill in sensory data from everything around me, to sharpen everything, and I drastically slowed the process of destabilization, but I was too far gone to stop it, and I woke up.

My alarm went off at 7:30, I called Kaia right as it did. Then I made a 1.5 minute audio recording of my dreams throughout the night up to that point. My next alarm was scheduled for 7:35, and I probably went to sleep at 7:32. The lucid scenario occurred within three minutes of falling asleep.

I was at Ted's house wandering around. He lived in a trailer, I believe, or some kind of large mobile home, which isn't the case in the real world. Kate, Hannah and Jordan were there. I went back to talk with them. I went up to the den, where Ted was sleeping, and pulled out my dream journal, or what was supposed to have been my dream journal. I started sketching a mans face, from the shoulders up. It was better than anything I could have actually done. Went to the back of the house where everyone was... and moved to the next dream.

Where I was playing LoL as Karthus and getting the shit farmed out of me by a teemo. You didn't spawn at your Nexus, there were no lanes, it was like a free roaming thing. And when you died, you just respawned in the same place. So I'd spawn, and teemo would poison the shit out of me, and slow me (I assume he had a mallet), and I'd die, and this happened over and over.

Then I woke up to call my girlfriend as an alarm, so she could get to work on time. I was gonna lie down and try a WILD, but I was feeling sick, so just rolled the dice and went back to sleep instead.

In the dream I have after waking up and returning to bed, I'm checking what I think is my email account, though I realize it is Alex's. I log out, get ready to log into my own, when I get a text. It's some guy claiming that I've been talking to his girlfriend. I'm about to text him and tell him that I have no idea who he is when I hear this sound from upstairs. It's two people having sex. I look up the steps at the room, and this guy walks out. At this point, I'll add that the home we were in had the feel of a really large silver metal mobile home. Anyway, I'm looking up the steps at this guy, who is kind of old, kind of balding, grey scraggly hair, grey beard, and I'm in this just really weird scenario and all of a sudden I'm lucid. I realize what is happening, and I don't freak out. For once in my life, I don't get overexcited, and I keep looking up the stairs and repeat to myself "this is a dream, you can do this, stabilize." Immediately as he walks down and starts talking, his voice starts to shift, as if the dream is in danger of falling apart. I don't allow this to happen. I focus on what he is saying, willing my mind to fill in the sensory data. I focus on the feel of the floor beneath my feet, and how my body is feeling at the time. I focus on the smell of the room. I focus on as many things happening around me as I can, and I force my mind to fill in sensory data for all of it, sensory data that makes sense. As he reaches the bottom of the stairs, he's asking me what we should do in this situation, and he seems somewhat hostile. I strike him on the top of the head. I feel the texture of his scalp, I feel the impact of my hand hitting it. This is fantastic. I tell him to take me upstairs. The dream is stabilizing. He starts to do so... and then my alarm goes off. It was a brief lucid because of my alarm, but the dream was actually stabilizing instead of falling apart, and I was incredibly excited, but I was controlling that excitement. That's the first time I've been able to hold a dream together without fear of it collapsing, and it happened by being hyperaware of my surroundings and forcing my mind to create tons of sensory data. Victory.


After waking up, I walked around some, then went back to sleep and had a non-lucid. I was driving to work; apparently I work at a whole foods here in montana, and apparently I have a car. I'm listening to some awesome version of "One For You, One For Me" by Bright Eyes, but it's a live version where mostly people who aren't Conor Oberst are siging, and he does like every other verse, while they constantly sing backup or lead. At this point I realize Bree is in the car, and I've been singing like an idiot the whole time. I apologize, but she says that it's fine. Something happens with the car, and we have to leave it. An Amish guy picks us up. We are going down the road in the back of his wagon, watching cars pass, he stops and pulls over to let some farmer with tons of sheep or cow or goats, can't remember which, and some weird hyper-real llama, the farmer and his animals being guarded by some kind of canadian mounted police, pass. We move on, his wagon almost flips over, but it's fine. Bree gets a call on her cell and he seems to get angry, so Bree hangs up, and she says something to him about apologizing and us "taking it slow..." and then we're at the Amish dude's house. Which is this incredible mansion built into the side of a mountain that is mostly just a massive cave formation with rooms built into it. This shit is really baller. Chris Tucker is there, turns out this Amish dude and Chris Tucker are good friends. He offers me an alcoholic beverage, which is like an orange or purple slushy with tons of alcohol in it, I take purple of course, and offer the orange one to Bree. Now Kyle is with us. He asks me for one, and tell him he'll have to ask the Amish dude. Then we hang out in the mansion for just a few more minutes... then I wake up. And here I am.