memorable

Strange RV and House
I climb in an RV. There are clothes everywhere. I notice that the piles of clothes are organized by color order the exact same way I organize mine - some even resemble clothes I own. All of the curtains are drawn, so I pull them back to let in some light, then head to the front of the RV to drive. I drive with ease. As I drive, the RV seems to be getting smaller. Eventually, I end up walking with a strange, mini RV strapped to my shoulders. I am in a house now and look in a mirror. I am now a boy (who kinda looks like Justin Beiber). I take of the "RV" and go into the nearby bathroom. There are tow doors. I walk over to close the other door. This door leads to another, secret room. I decide to explore. It is an opulent room that looks familiar. A woman who looks a little like Morgan Fairchild is sitting on a couch, petting a Pomeranian. I compliment her on her house and tell her it is like a maze. She says, yes, they designed it that way.
Next I am reading a chart on how this house induces dreams.

Fragments

• A see a vision of "The Star" tarot card and hear a voice saying "Focus on the God of Dreams"
• Boxes
• Glitter explosions
• Alyzarin sends me a "lover" request on DV. (I guess its kinda like a friend request.) It turns out to be a mistake. She ment to send me a request to help her find missing peices of a red shoe.

03.14.12
Lucid
(Sivason posted a technique for retraining your brain to WILD. Instead of doing the technique as intended, I somehow practice it during a FA and achieve a lucid.)

FA - I am lying in bed watching the back of my eyelids, I am surprised to realize that I can easily create light to form a hand and arm. Movement comes effortlessly also. I easily step out of my "sleeping body" and a dream forms around me. I know I am in a dream, but don't realize that the body I just stepped out of was a dream body as well. As the dream forms around me, I realize I am in my room, although some details are different. I step through the mirror in my bedroom. I end up in black void. I stay in the void for awhile, then form a dream around me. I am back in my house again. I keep trying different mirrors in the house, but the mirrors keep putting me in void, which coalesces back into the house. I run into my mom (who lives in another city, not with me) and am surprised that she can see me - thinking she is in a WR body and I am in an astral body. Eventually, I decide to just jump out a high window and fly around a bit. I continue to spend most the dream flying around
I fly through a window of one building. I see a bed with a boy around 12 or 13 sleeping. The bed is next to a glass window with a really great view. I hover over the bed and sit on the window ledge, ready for the next jump. Suddenly, the boy wakes up and asks me who I am and what I am doing here, and tells me he is very sick. I tell him I am a dreamer and can heal him. I place my palm above him and began shooting blue energy out of my palm until he is completely bathed in it. When I am done, he thanks me and tells me he is already feeling better.
I jump out his window and start flying about again. I fly over many breathtaking landscapes. Once is a city full of skyscrapers, only instead of the usual grey, each is a different brilliant color.
I keep bouncing off houses, then realize I have a dream goal. My goal was to visit my dream guide again. I remember Sivason's advice to call out to your dream guide and say "I am ready." I call out loudly as I fly "Dream Guide, please come to me, I am ready to learn." This is one of the first dreams where I can fully yell with my dream voice. I test my newfound voice and yell, "Hellllooooooo!" The sound is surprisingly loud and clear and ripples across the dreamscape. I look around as I'm flying and see no sign of my DG. I am still rather unfocused, even though I am lucid and know my goal. I land and contemplate flying into space, but then realize that it would be rude to call for my DG, then leave.
Somehow, next I am in a large, wooden room. I am not sure how I ended up here. There is a dream plot about the people there throwing me a party. I keep trying to fly through the roof, but keep meeting resistance. Unable to escape, I end up giving into the dream plot. I see a pretty girl at the party, fly over to her, pick her up, and start waltzing with her in the air.
Possibly, still at the party, I am standing on a high kitchen counter, in front of a cupboard. I realize the orange earplugs I fell asleep in are in my ear. I take them out and throw them on the floor. As I do, they turn into shipping peanuts. Soon as I pluck them out, however, another pair appears. I continue to pull them out and toss them on the floor until the floor is covered in shipping peanuts, only to continuously have a new pair reappear in my ear. I consider holding my nose, blowing, and popping them out my ear, but decide to just not focus on them instead.

Loud Girls
My sister, my parents, and I are staying as guests in a large house. There are many other girls around my age staying there as well. They are being rude and disturbing my family's sleep by being very loud late into the night. They are downstairs partying, and my family is upstairs sleeping. One girl refuses to be quite, even after I asked everyone to quiet down. I walk down the stairs and punch her repeatedly in the face, but none of the punches have much effect on her.

Fountains
I am at "work", but everything looks completely different. There are beautiful red and white fountains everywhere. Everyone who is normally a brunette has a large, blonde streak in her hair.

Energy Escalators
I am traveling somewhere with my parents. I notice my luggage keeps changing - and I keep having two mismatched shoes. I don't become fully lucid, but I have a vague sense of it being a dream and being able to control things. I am on a moving walkway. I realize I can change and direct it with my energy. The moving walkway bends and goes up, down, and around. I feel I reach a new level of dream control. Instead of just thinking or willing something to happen, I can feel an energy carrying me forward and begin to guide the energy like levees around a river. As I do this, the walkway changes around me without me actively willing the change. It feels more like surfing, not god-like control.

Fragments

• Another dream about my sister
• A guy with a pickup truck
• A dress with mirrors in the pockets
• A creepy amusement park-like ride

I attempted a WILD, but achieved a DILD instead. My current dream goal had been to meet Nietzsche (my favorite philosopher) and have a conversation with him. At this point in my quest, I had become less interested in talking to Nietzsche, and more concerned with completing a dream goal and learning to find or summon someone in a dream.

I start off in a non-lucid dream. I am in a house when I hear a name said aloud and know it is the name of my goddess. (Unfortunately, the name now eludes me.) I call her name and start climbing up the side of a cabinet up towards the ceiling. I float up and start to push through the ceiling. I attempt to do this with my eyes open, but it produces very strange sensations and only causes the ceiling to move up a bit like rubber. I close my eyes and it works. I start flying around and become lucid while in flight - a startling and exhilarating experience.
I remember my dream goal to meet Nietzsche. Instead of creating a portal like I had previously been trying, or making a magic circle and summoning him like I intended when I went to sleep, I decide to try a different method. First, I call to him loudly, but yelling while I'm flying around somehow doesn't feel right. Also, it is nighttime and I am soaring over houses, so I decide not to disturb my little DC's that might be asleep below me. I also notice that if I concentrate on something else to hard I start to waiver a bit in my flight (which has never happened before). I whisper into the sky "Bring me to Nietzsche."
I dip into the roofs of one of the houses, look around, then leave. I do this to another house and find a group of guys balancing on beams in an attic. I leave this house as well.
I dip into another house and perch on the top of a post of a large, strange, wooden bunk bed. Each bed contains a little girl asleep in it. The girl in the bottom bunk crawls out of bed and looks up at me. Involuntarily, I turn me mouth and teeth into a monsters mouth full of long, sharp pointed teeth, snarl at her and scare her back into bed.
I start to fly away, but am drawn back. I ask the little girl in the top bunk if she knows where Nietzsche is. She sleepily says, no. I crawl down and an older girl, probably their baby sitter, is awake in a chair across form their beds.
I ask her the same question. "Yes," she replies. I ask if she knows where he is and if she can take me to him. She answers in the affirmative to both the questions. She leads me out the room, through a series of rooms, through a closet, into another room. Nietzsche is in this room. Sitting next to him is a younger boy who seems to be taking care of him. His hair is disheveled and he has his characteristic mustache, however, he is wearing modern clothes - a red track suit.
He is sleeping sitting up in his chair. I walk up, sit across from him and try to rouse him. He is very gruff with me. I ask if he is indeed Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche. "Yes," he answers in a thick German accent, "What of it?"
I tell him how it has been my dream goal for sometime to meet him and I have been searching for him for almost two months.
"Two months! Humph!" he exclaims.
"Is that a long time?" I ask
"Well, I suppose it is not so bad," he replies.
"Do you have any advice for dreamers?" I ask.
"Just...fix the universe!" he says before walking off, and the dream ends.