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Non-lucid Lucid Side Notes

I am walking in a field of perfectly green grass and the sky above me is perfectly blue and does not have a single cloud in it. I feel very content and don't have a care in the world. This green field stretches out to the distance on all sides of me, but to the distance in front of me I can see a forest of dead trees. Halfway between me and this forest in the distance, there is a blooming tree that contrasts sharply to the dead forest behind it. In front of this tree, there is a white grand stand piano and someone sitting on the piano bench. I am somehow reminded of the "happy place" in the movie Happy Gilmore and I chuckle to myself. I start to walk to this piano, and when I get close enough I see that the person sitting on the piano bench is Kee, the girl from the movie Children of Men. This seems strange so it occurs to me that I may be dreaming. I look down at my hand and sure enough its all jacked up. I have about eight fingers, and some are about half the length of normal fingers while others are wrapping around each other and morphing into each other. I become lucid and I immediately work on stabilizing the environment. I reach down and feel the grass with my hand. With every second I spend running my fingers through the grass, the environment gets clearer and brighter. Rays of sunlight hit my face and cause me to squint my eyes. I then get up and look all around me. When I gaze at the dead forest, in my line of vision there are what seem to be mirages, but when I look around me for about ten seconds these mirages disappear. The colors of the field and the sky become so crisp and vivid that when I compare it to real life, its as if real life is grainy and pixelated and this dream is high definition. I am completely awestruck by this sight. After I regain my composure, I walk until I'm right next to the piano and I greet Kee. For some reason my sister is crouching beneath the piano as if hiding from something. Kee tells me that she wrote a really great song for piano and she wants me to hear it. I say to her, "I definately want to hear it, but first can I ask you a question?". She says yes so I ask her some question about the nature of reality. I ask her this question because of my dream goal to have a philosophical conversation with a dream character. Kee seems puzzled by this question and asks me to elaborate. I say, "Well, can we really know for sure whether the world outside our own minds is real? For example, we could be in a dream right now, and that means that the scenery around us isn't real. Do you think we're in a dream?". Kee immediately responds "I don't know", but further thinks about the question for half a minute with a look of contemplation. She then says some deep statement in response to this question, but unfortunately I can't remember what she said. She starts to play the piano and at this point I feel myself exiting out of the dream. I spin my body around to try to preserve the dream, but the environment turns to blackness and I feel my body laying in my bed. I wake up.

Level of Lucidity: 8/10
Sounds and Scenery: 8/10
Feelings and Emotions: 8/10
Recall: 8/10
Side Notes: I drank apple juice that night. I had this lucid dream after staying up for a half an hour after five hours of sleep for the WBTB Technique.

Non-lucid Lucid Side Notes

I am in a multi-level building with many rooms and hallways that lack an organized structure. Trying to find your way through this building is like wandering through a maze. Every single room and hallway is packed with people who are partying, chatting or doing various activities. I remember being lucid or at least talking about lucid dreaming at one point in this dream, but I am not certain about this. I wander in and out of random crowds and do a variety of things to pass the time. I smoke a cigarette at one point, and then I get onto a dance floor in a dark room with flashing colorful lights. I see James trying to start a mosh pit or something. I'm totally game for starting one. I walk over to him and greet him warmly. Someone starts to play "Invaders Must Die" by the Prodigy on a keyboard, and James and I start to head bang like madmen to it. Other people on the dance floor look at us strangely at first, but eventually join us and start a mosh pit because they just can't resist.

Despite the various moments when I'm actually enjoying myself, most of the time I have overwhelming feelings of apprehension and fear as I wander through the rooms and walk among the throngs of people. I haven't seen anyone I've known in this entire building except for James. I feel like there is something strange that I haven't noticed yet, and not only that, I feel as if everyone else in the building is trying to mess with me. I take in my surroundings and closely inspect the people around me, something I haven't done yet. Upon closer inspection, I notice that there are many partygoers whose physical structures are constantly morphing with each passing second - heads are growing wider and receding, arms are extending and shrinking, etc. Also, there are many people who seem to just disappear if I look away from them a split second. Everyone who disappears is quickly replaced by new people. This morphing and disappearing is happening at a constant rate, and I can't believe that I haven't noticed this until now. This is why I was feeling that there was something strange happening.

I am quite freaked out at this, and I wish that I were with my family right then and there. As an answer to my thoughts, I see my family in a crowd about 40 feet away from me. I walk over to them and tell them to stick close to me or we will lose each other. I know that if I look away from them for even a few seconds, they may just flat out disappear. We walk around aimlessly, and I make sure that my eyes don't stray from them. We enter into some hallway and this random old man initiates a conversation with me. I accidentally say something that deeply offends him. I try to offer an apology but he won't accept it. Out of his rage he morphs into a menacing creature. He grows fangs and claws and his eye sockets sink deep into his head. This scary dude chases my family and I down the hallway, and I manage to escape from him. In the process, however, I look away from my family and as expected, they have flat out disappeared.

Shortly after losing my family, I run into Linda and we, once again, walk around aimlessly. For some reason I am no longer worried about anyone disappearing. Linda says something about how her roommate is thinking of becoming a Christian, and I am happy about this news. There is more to this dream but I can't recall anything else.


- Level of Lucidity: 5/10
- Feelings and Emotions: 3/10
- Sounds and Scenery: 6/10
- Recall: 5/10
- That night I drank orange juice and ate cheddar cheese to aid in dream vividness and recall. I also played Inception as I fell asleep to induce an Inception-esque dream. It didn't seem to work.

Non-lucid Lucid Side Notes

Linda and I are sitting on a bed in a bedroom with a lot of antiques and lace doilies. She gives me a present and I open it up. It is a wooden carving of Snoopy that has a small, latched door on its underbelly. I open up this door and I find a red Jolly Rancher and a blue Jolly Rancher. She asks if I like it and I tell her I love it. Then we both fall asleep on this bed. Next thing I know, we are in a bedroom my home in Wisconsin and I somehow think that I am having a shared “dream within a dream”. I see something strange and I decide to do the hand reality check. I look at my hand, and it is deep red with a sixth finger growing and receding between my thumb and my first finger. I stare at it for a long time, and see that the tips of my fingers even become detached from the rest of my hand. I become lucid, but I think that I am in a “dream within a dream”, when really it is just a scene change from the falling asleep scene. I say something to Linda about how we are in a dream, and see says things that I can’t recall. I remember that she is acting exactly like herself in real life and saying very smart things, so I think that I may be sharing a dream with her. I remember my dream goal to play something awesome on a guitar, so I imagine an acoustic guitar and then see it leaning against the wall next to the bed. I pick up the acoustic guitar and try to play something impressive, but for some reason I can only play simple chords like C major and A minor. The sound of the acoustic is very crisp and warm. I convince myself that I’ll be able to play something that I wouldn’t be able to play in real life, but unfortunately I am unable to play anything more than chords. I leave this guitar, disappointed. Linda and I walk outside to the front lawn of my Wisconsin home. It is a warm and sunny day. I tell her that she should go flying with me and we take off into the air. We fly at a decent speed for a little bit, but then stop in mid air. We float in the air, unable to move. I see some neighbors having a meal on a porch nearby and try to fly by imagining myself flying over to that porch, but this doesn’t work. I flap my arms like a bird but this doesn’t work either. I become frustrated and wake up.