lucid

There was this woman a ways down the street. She was jumping around a little bit, but I don't know why. A little later on in the dream she approaches me and I'm asking her why she was jumping. At first she keeps denying it, but then I must say the right thing as to jog her memory. She does admit it was her doing the jumping but she still doesn't know why she was doing it. We happen to get closer to each other while talking, and I lean in and kiss her. She was a pretty blond.

I was drifting in and out of sleep, and had a dream fragment later on where I was kissing the same blond gal again.

I was in a massive football stadium with a few girls. We were going inside and started climbing the stairs but they were too steep and giant like for the girls to climb. So Marne grabs my butt to hang on and Amie grabs my leg as I'm trying to make my way up these giant steps. Its like I'm hauling the girls up with me. As we get to a particularly large step, I grab Marne from my posterior and swing her around up onto the step. I do the same for Amie, but almost lose my balance in the process. We turn and head into the row of seats. There is some confusion as to where we are supposed to sit. Even though the stadium is crowded with people, we climb back down over several rows of seats. We stop there briefly, then we move over along the row and climb back up over the seats again. This time Marne was in front of me, her butt in my face. I grab her back pocket to give myself and her stability, among other reasons.

Finally we reach some empty seats where we can sit down. Marne seems into me, so I put my arm around her. Then she puts her left leg over my right leg and leans in towards me. Although she is eating a sandwitch at this point, I give her a kiss. She ends up giving me some of her sandwitch.

I woke up enough to hit the snooze button, then fell back to sleep while thinking of being bulletproof. I went right into a dream where I was imagining my clothes were bulletproof. Temporarily I went into a 3rd person view and it was like a test scenario where 3 bullets hitting my shirt could not penetrate it. It seemed like my clothes would be effective if I happend to get shot by someone. As I enter first person view, I notice that the dream scenery is a bank setting. The natural instinct is to rob the place of course, why else would I be here? There are several tellers behind their bullet proof glass. I head to the nearest one. He asks "can I help you?" I say "shut up and give me all the money. And don't hit the button." The idiots eyes go wide and he is just standing there just pressing the button, I could tell. He thinks he is safe behind there. Jumping up, I kick the pane of bullet proof glass out of its moorings. It flies over his head and hits the wall behind him. It missed him, so I ended up choking him while telling the next teller who was a woman to not be stupid and just get the money out. She just stands there, while pressing the alarm. Just keep pressing the alarm, it doesn't really matter, I'm thinking. I'd have a few minutes to get ready for any cops who showed up to shoot at me. At this point I'm unarmed, but I start out by imagining I'm wearing a tool belt. Reaching down I grab a hammer from the right side of the belt, and take out the other 2 tellers with it.

As I was heading into the back room where the vault was, mummys start appearing. Thinking nothing of it, I start killing them with my hammer. There was about 10 dead mummys before I awoke. There seemed to be an unending supply of them, for as I killed one, another would come through the door.

Well it starts of with just my first girlfriend and I. She was a cute blond and on the short side. We were at her place watching movies on the couch. We were mainly just snuggling together for awhile. She got tired though and fell to sleep next to me to my left. She had her feet on my left leg, and I really wasn't paying attention to the TV anymore. Her apartment had a half-wall that separated the living room from the kitchen, you could go around either side. As I walked around through there, another girl comes in the front door. She is a pretty blond as well, although a bit taller and thinner than my girlfriend sleeping on the couch. She starts coming on to me and we make our way back to the couch. I feel like I am cheating on my first girlfriend with this new girl, especially since she is still sleeping on the couch next to us. We are touching each other and it feels so wonderfull. It doesn't bother me too much, because I'm aware that this is just a dream, and I just let the dream play out by itself since I'd probably would have gone here anyway if I went lucid.

After a little while, my first girlfriend wakes up. She really isn't upset about me and this new girl, but she does get off the couch. She heads to her kitchen and gets a drink, when she comes back she starts telling me that this new girl is not right for me. As she goes on I start to realize it too, there is something wrong about this new girl. The new girl I'm with, although she is having fun, really has no emotional connection with me. She reveals herself and we actually see that she has evil intentions. She wants to do something bad to me as she is on top of me holding me down. I didn't have to throw her off of me though, because she started dissolving and became invisible. But I could tell she was still there somehow. When she was going invisible though, a guy appeared by the entrance. He was evil as well and was somehow connected to the evil girl I was making out with. He took on an appearance of a co-worker in real life. He had an indignant look to him, and once the girl dissolved completely he scowled and left out the door. Good riddance! I was back alone with my first girlfriend and everything was ok now. She was saying something like: that is like scattering grass seed and the birds come and eat it unless you cover it up. I could tell she was refering to a parable of Jesus here when she said that.

Both of the girls in my dream are familiar looking to me, and closely resemble real college girls I used to know. Oh I think the evil one kinda looked like a Heather I knew in college.

My dream transitions to an outdoor setting where some guy is mowing the lawn, he is obviously a gardener/groundskeeper. It is a big yard, with a house, a barn, a couple sheds, and even a crock well covered with boards. The grass he is mowing is really lush, nice and green. The whole scenery in general is just really vivid. The barn and sheds, although they are old, are nicely painted and stand out well. I'm talking to this guy a bit, just small talk I think, nothing memorable. Anyway I walk around the yard a bit, then come over to the side where my car is at the end of the driveway. Its a long driveway, but I see I won't be able to get out because hay bales are on the driveway blocking the exit. There are tools scattered about as well, the whole area is a mess. I start cleaning up a bit, and move a hay bale, but then I think why am I bothering with this? There is a neat power tool there so I pick it up and start cutting through some wood, part of an unfinished fence I see. After I had my fun with it, I see this tool is actually a multi-tool that can transform into almost any tool you need, neat. The saw part pops off and becomes a drill instead I see as I take it back to the tool box.

I had sleep paralysis once. It was when I awoke in the middle of the night from some kind of stressful dream, though I don't remember what the dream was about. The dream did stress me out to where I actually willed myself to wake up from it immediately. That was so cool, I became lucid in my dream and used my lucidity to wake up from the dream!

I was awake in bed in the middle of the night, and I couldn't move, lol. So for about 30 seconds I'm lying there thinking so this is what sleep paralysis is. Good thing I heard about it before so I wasn't freaking out. I know I was still tired and it was the middle of the night, so I fell right back to sleep about a minute later. That was the first, and only, time I experienced sleep paralysis.

In this dream I'm researching genealogy, so I'm going around to these people and places doing interviews and taking notes. I happen to be with this good looking blond woman who is assisting me. We come across this blind guy on a dirt road and I start taking notes on him. He doesn't fit into my family tree, so I'm wondering why I'm taking notes on him? But I figure why not, there isn't that much info to take, and I finish up on him. Later we are in this old large house, kind of like an southern plantation house, its the kind you can get lost in with over 20 rooms. It is still a nice house, just you can tell it has been built sometime in the 1800's. I'm still taking my notes on all the DCs in the house, as well as the place itself.

I start lucidly affecting my dream, but since I forget to RC I'm not fully lucid. I imagine that this house belongs to the lady I'm with, and she starts acting like she owns the place. Next I imagine she is rich, but she had hidden her money throughout her house, cash & gold. All the DCs start to go around the house to try and find the wealth. I feel like I owe my DCs money, so to be generous to my DCs I start making cash appear out of thin air in my hands and start handing it out to my DCs. I'm tired of this notebook and writing everything by hand, so I wish for all my gathered info to be on a laptop. When I turn around and look at the table, there is a laptop there instead of my notebook.

In my dream I met a girl that I liked, so I became lucid and flirting with her. The next thing I know, we were hugging and stuff. Finally we relax a bit on a couch, snuggling. She puts her head in my lap. She is looking up at me, and while she does I do her in the back of her head. It actually goes into the back of her head and feels good, and I can tell by her expression she is really enjoying it too.

I was walking along the edge of a large stream, only it was dried up. There was only a few puddles left here and there. I start noticing a vehicle would go by every so often, using the dry river bed as a road. Up ahead there is this broken down old rusty metal wire fence that crosses the river, and the vehicles have to keep running it over to get by. It acts like a ramp, the vehicles hit it and are launched up a short distance into the air. They land with a splash in a puddle and keep going.

Something tells me I shouldn't mess with the fence, but I become lucid enough to defy my dream. I go down into the river bed, snap the fence apart in a spot, and pull most of it out of the river bed up the far bank. After I do this, the traffic increases as if it were a busy freeway. I'm trying to hide from view behind a tree so that the drivers don't see it was me who moved the fence. That's where it ends.

(guy screaming) Frogs! Frogs!
(some dude on the street) That guy has some serious frogs in his wall.
Tell me what's making you jump like that? FIMW - Frogs in my wall. How can I qualify for goverment grants? FIMW - Frogs in my wall

Like that? I made my dream into a song. You see I put my dream into this device, and it turns it into a song. I call it the dream-songinator. Good right?

LOL - jk jk

You can tell the obvious Phineas & Ferb references here. My dream really was about frogs in my wall, I had a huge gaping hole in my wall next to my bed. There were cold drafts coming through it. I did not like it. What a mess this is going to be to repair. I was still laying in bed, to tired yet to do anything really about it. I could see the frogs had crawled into the opening and up into the wall, big ones. I'm trying to reach up past my pillow and managed to beat one fist on my wall saying "Get out frogs!" The frog where I beat on the wall only crawls up inside further, I go "uuugghhh". The only thing that hasn't come in are squirels to look for food in my pants! And yes I have dirty clothes on my floor in the dream too.

As I look down at my bedroom floor, I notice there are 2 birds in here as well. At least they only came in to eat the insects that came in, good birds, keep eating them I don't need the insects in here either. They are poking around in the insulation that is deterioating, that is where most of the bugs are. I look up at the frogs again and I say "you're so dead once I get out of this bed!" I try to rest again, but just a little. My cousin Amie comes in my house, and I get up to talk to her. I'm sure she sees the hole in my wall, but she doesn't say anything about it. My cousin lives next to me in my dream, as in her house is next to mine. And I think our houses are in a trailer court, and may in fact be mobile homes.

My cousin tells me she has met my girlfriend earlier, and by the way she says it I can tell that she doesn't like her. My cousin was like "was that your girlfriend Amy I met earlier?" as we are walking down my hall away from my bedroom. I remember I was talking to her I just don't remember much else what was said. After that I woke up. My real cousin Amie lives almost a thousand miles away from me. She has not met my girlfriend Amy either.

After making a mental note of this dream, I go back to sleep again. I find myself on this boat, shaped more like a small barge. There is some guy with me, and we are going around measuring the depths of the bay. As we do this I get an underwater view of how deep the area we are covering is, as in 3 rd person view, I don't actually go underwater. At least I think I don't. As we are passing an underwater ridge that is on the way out to open sea, I start waking up. As I start waking up, the last thing I hear is: "Let us go down to the deepest depths. Let us breach the spirit of the brotherhood." It is in a male voice, and he sounds as though he were reading a line from Poe or Lovecraft.

An interesting side note, the night before I was trying to lengthen my falling to sleep so I could better categorize the stages. I got to hearing the voices speak to me, I caught enough to remember a female voice say, "that knight is stuck in your house, your garden overdue for repair." A little bit after that I remember jerking awake, as if I did a mini jump in my bed and my whole body felt as though it shook. Those frogs were so begging me to go lucid on them, I didn't know why I didn't. I just felt so tired in my dream. One more minute of that situation though.... my cousin pulled me out of my bed and away from that hole in my wall. I'm coming back for you frogs, you're not getting off that easy! lol

Here is a link in case someone hasn't seen the Phineas & Ferb song I was referencing. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GKL6W...eature=related

I had somehow got involved in a gunfight that my DCs were having with each other. I'm not sure what they were fighting about, but I ended up on one side where I was handed a semi-automatic gun. Both sides had cover to hide behind, and fire from. I happened to be hiding behind a sandbag wall, popping up occationally & firing a few rounds. I got a few hits, and I know at least one of them was a kill. But our side still wasn't doing good enough. Many more DCs on my side were getting killed than the opposing side. All of a sudden I realized I could turn the tide of battle, I became lucid. Fully standing up from behind my cover I laid waste to any target presenting itself. Though unfortinuately, this meant I was taking hordes of bullets, mainly through my torso area. I didn't care, I could barely feel them as they passed through my body. They couldn't kill me, nothing could. One by one, our side started gaining the advantage and we overran the enemy position. My invulnerability to damage saved the day!

When I was around 16, I know one of my first real lucid dreams was where I walked out on the road and waited for cars to come by. The first one came, I grabed it like superman and stopped it. It got crunched up in the process but I wasn't hurt. I proceeded doing this with several more cars until I was satisfied. There was a pile of automoblies in the road and other cars were stopped in both directions, not able to get by. My dream took place near my parents house out in the country. By gaining my super strength ability, it also made me gain my dream invulnerability. That is like a resistance to being hurt and killed in my dreams. I still feel pain of wounds, but greatly decreased almost like an awareness of being hurt instead of actual pain.

I am a woman in my dreams, though I don't know how that happened exactly. Looking down I could see that I had breasts, they were clothed. My self image was that I was beautiful. I was in this place where bands play, not a bar, but someplace with class. As I listen to the band play I can tell that they are supposed to be Siouxsie & the Banshees, and I am their singer. I guess I'm filling in for Siouxsie, though I'm not her. So I pick up the mic and start singing. OMG my female voice was so beautiful and haunting I could just die. I couldn't tell what song I was singing but as the band played the lyrics just came into my head and I kept singing. I don't even think that this was even a real song that has ever been made. I lucidly kept pushing the limits of my voice, as I heard what I was singing I thought my brain would explode. It sounded like this song filled every corner of my brain. When I woke up the melody was still going thru my head. I felt like I was high on drugs, although I haven't done any illegal drugs in real life.

Although I did remember some of the lyrics, it was only fragments. If I find where I written them down though I'll include them here. My dream singing voice sounded better than Siouxsie's voice. The song I was singing most closely matches the style of the songs I will list:

Dazzle from the album: Hyaena
Ornaments of Gold and The Last Beat of my Heart from the album: Peepshow
Shadowtime from the album: Superstition
The Sweetest Chill and This Unrest from the album: Tinderbox
The Rapture and Fall from Grace from the album: The Rapture

My voice sounded more like either Faith & the muse on this song: In the Amber Room
Or Delerium feat Emily Haines: Stopwatch Hearts
Though they still don't pin it, just a close aproximation.

Editing add: I'm pretty sure I caught my reflection in one of the double glass doors that were partially open. They led to another room that was behind the stage area.

I dreamed that there was this sword that was so powerfull that the user had to be carefull lest he injure or kill himself with it. Why? Because it not only cut up things in the present, but also in the past or future. There were gemstones on it that served as the time settings for the amount it went forward or back. Anyway, there was a book that told about the eternity sword as well, and instructions on its use. I had the book and was in this large room where the sword had been recently used by someone else. People had gathered there because of the commotion. I felt panic as I set the book on the table and seen its corner blister and swell as if the sword had hit it at that moment. The corner continued to swell then fall off, disentegrated. I realized that I could be hit next, depending on where the sword was swung in the past. So I moved over to a spot in the room where I hoped they didn't fight in. I tried to tell the other people what danger they were in. The woman on my right was then hit with the sword swing coming from the past. It sliced her head off and the blow contunued past hitting into my right shoulder a bit. Her neck blistered up & swole, before she died she let out this agonizing scream! My shoulder had a bit out of it but I was alright.

Somehow I had to use the book to open a portal into the past where the actual user of the sword was to stop him. There were 2 openings into this room, the north hallway was for opening portals into the future, the south hall was for opening portals into the past. In the middle of the room was a low circular platform made out of stone. It had stone steps circling it. It was from this point I somehow managed to open the past portal. I remember standing before the shimmering light coming from the round portal before I woke up.

I woke up being spooked and it was only 4am. I layed in bed for the longest not being able to sleep.

It was halloween time and everyone I seen had costumes on, but I didn't. So I started to imagine I had some goulish one on and started walking around in this slow methodical walk. The way I was walking seemed like an art form in itself, and I can only do it in my dream. Anyway, as I started to do this, the sky turned exceedingly gray and cloudy. Very uniform, with just enough light percolating through to let you know it was day. Also mist began to appear sporadically on the ground to magnify the haunting effect. It was truely cool and very gloomy in a good way.

I was flying. I seemed to take off like superman, going mach 5 headed for the stratisphere. That wasn't my intent to go so high or fast. So I conciously had to slow myself down and I decended to about tree-top level, where I just hovered for a moment. It took another effort to will myself to move forward slowly. I was following a path through the trees. It seems like it was a nice cozy park, and I was following a paved walkway through it, but by flight. This was the first time I flew like this with such control. The next thing I remember was that other people had seen me flying and I could tell that they were trying to fly as well but they couldn't. I enjoyed that they couldn't fly or levitate as they would only come up here and end up bugging me. But eventually I landed, and as the DCs gathered around me again, I levitated myself. Everyone else was frustrated because they couldn't, while I was just levitating above them.