22.10.2009First Totally Stable Lucid (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I fell asleep in the late afternoon after having a shower and listening to my ipod for about an hour. I didn't attempt to WILD, in fact I didn't even intend to fall asleep. I know there was a dream which led me to becoming lucid, but I can't remember what it was. Recall isn't the best today. The first moment of lucidity I can recall was me sitting in the passenger seat of my mum's car (purple Renault Megane). My mum was driving, and somebody else was definately there, but I have no idea who it was, never turned round to look. We were in a multi-story car park (Castlecourt car park, for anyone in Northern Ireland!) As soon as I realised I had finally achieved being independantly aware in a dream, everything started to fade out. I remembered reading on the DV forums that a good way to stabilise a dream and increase vividness is to handle and feel an object, get your senses involved. I quickly glanced around the car's dashboard and could see nothing. I noticed the car's radio, and desperately pressed the "tape eject" button. To my enormous relief, a gray tape popped out, and I turned it over in my hands for about 30 seconds, keeping me in the dream. The most amazing thing about this was that it was a conscious decision to slowly lift and move my arm to the button. I could feel my arm muscles working and all the while I was thinking, "This is amazing, it's like I'm in another dimension, and completely asleep!" I felt like it took a bit of mental acrobatics to seperate my awareness of my actual body from my dream body, and moving my arm consciously was slow, like learning to walk. The radio then activated itself and "Back in the U.S.S.R." by The Beatles came on. Strangely, this was the very first song (of about 25) I listened to in my ipod session earlier, but it put me in a really positive mood. My mum started to drive towards the barrier at the exit and started talking. Then I saw she had the head of my 14-year-old brother and was talking in his voice. I wasn't having him driving the car! I rotated his head 90 degrees round to me by grabbing its top. I looked at him and shook my head in exasperation at the weirdness that was invading this previously normal situation. I entertained myself by singing along to "Back in the U.S.S.R." and bobbing my head in time. I had the first of several false awakenings here. I only realised they were false awakenings when I woke up for real at the end- I was then surprised to be sleeping in a different place than I expected from my false awakenings. Where I woke up was weird indeed. It was a dingy, underground, but well-lit basement. The bed I was in was slightly above the level of the floor, and there was a kind of computer terminal on the rusty platform beside it. The computer terminal was playing the same Beatles song. I thought I had woken up for real (Weird how the brain makes unfamiliar places seem familiar just to trick you into thinking you've woken up, creating a bizzare dream-within-a-dream scenario.) Another of my brothers was walking around the huge basement room talking to someone round the corner. Since I was still in a deep state of relaxation (in this first layer of dreaming), I was able to fall right back into the same dream. (second layer) This time nothing happened at all and I just listened to the music for a bit, happy that I'd managed to get back in. I experienced another false awakening, but this time I had my head under the covers in a totally different position. I wondered, "Should I have been able to have moved in my sleep? Should sleep paralysis not have stopped me?" My brother was still walking around talking belligerantly, and the music was blasting now. I got up, and ate a cake. Yes, straight out of the blue. There was a cake sitting beside the computer teminal. It was small, only about 6 inches across and was full of jam, really sticky. It was absolutely delicious. Best cake ever. Part of me thought "I'm never getting back to sleep", but I decided I would be able to if I had been dreaming that I was dreaming. i.e. loud things in dreams would not stop you sleeping in dreams. Turns out I was right and I went to sleep almost right away. This time I went to find a girl I remembered from a non-lucid dream I had earlier. She was blonde and awesome, but of course, completely made up. I'll censor the next few minutes for the sake of decency! Unfortunately, I decided NOT to have full sex with her because I was genuinely worried I would start sleep-thrusting in my bed, and that could be embarrassing if anyone walked in... (I remembered that my real bedroom door had been left slightly open) By the way, any readers of this, does that happen??? I'm pretty anxious to know!! I had yet another false awakening to the basement room. I must have been nearly ready to wake up for real here because I had occasional flashes of awareness of my own body in bed. Once, I could really feel the numbness of sleep paralysis. To try and anchor myself in the dream-world and avoid unneccessary waking, I climbed around the edges of my dream-bed (which bacame extremely long suddenly :S), feeling the wood which made up the frame very carefully. Not long before I woke up, I opened my real eyes, and I could see an image of my wall on top of what I could see in the dream, which was pretty crazy. Can't wait for the next one!
19.10.2009Bus Crash (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This isn't really a seperate dream from "Misty Mountains", as it continued uninterrupted, but the whole story is quite long and this part is totally different. The flying coach landed in a town on the North coast of Northern Ireland where I used to have a caravan, transforming into a standard coach as it descended. It drove into the campsite, to the caravan I used to own. To my surprise, my family was there, and so was my friend Darren. This time it was definately him, not like the last dream where I wasn't sure. I was exhausted from all the travelling, but the only bed available was a double bed in a room at the back end of the caravan, that Darren was already sleeping in. I was so tired I didn't care and flopped down to sleep. When I woke up, Darren was gone, and an enormous African man was just setttling down in his place. I said, "Who the absolute fuck are you?!?" He responded to tell me that this caravan was free for the use of anybody, and showed me his "ID poster". -This was a fold-out poster (which it seemed natural that everybody had :S) containing information about a person's appearance, nationality, marital status etc. I was shocked to see, beside "Occupation", the words "Large Rapist"! Needless to say, I shot out of bed and ran down to the living room, where I confronted the guy who was obviously running the place. He accompanied me back to the end room to examine the man's ID poster. He said, "This doesn't say rapist!" And sure enough, when I looked, it in fact said, "Huge Ravist". I had no idea what the hell a ravist was, and looked it up when I woke up. According to urbandictionary, it is: "A new political party. It is the Rave party. It is more fun than the Conservative party, and more socially acceptable than the Neonazi party." At the time, in my dream, I thought it was some kind of farmer, but I stand corrected! I still didn't go back to sleep, I just apologised to the guy and walked outside. (I was still 100% sure it had said "Rapist", and he'd changed it). When I stepped outside, the weather had changed dramatically. It was now hot and humid. The sun was bright, and I started to feel like I was in Florida or somewhere. I went over to two of my friends, Mark and Craig, who were lying on sun loungers. There was now clear blue water lapping up beside the caravan for some reason, and I suggested to them that we go fishing. Craig said, "Nah, only the pro's fish here, but look at that!" He pointed to a killer whale about 30ft away, swiming past. (The water had risen considerably) Craig swam out to it, and I tried to watch. I noticed I was wearing sunglasses, and conveniently they acted as goggles when I went underwater. The whale swam into the caravan's garden, which was now underwater, then leapt up in the air and smacked down causing a massive wave. It started to thrash about, sending the rising water everywhere. Me and several others jumped onto the coach to shelter, but couldn't get the doors closed because the water had broken the electrics. The water was now chest-high inside the coach. I saw that there was a double-decker bus parked nearby which I swam to and got on board. To my surprise, it was filled with about 60 of my former schoolmates, who were sheltering on the top level. The bottom level was full of water, which was now getting foamy because the whale was still thrashing around. I forced the doors closed, and the bus began to float. It floated to the top of a hill -the water had not reached the other side of this hill. The bus then started rolling down a busy road at high speed, gushing water at it went and knocking cars out of the way. I saw that up ahead was a busy intersection which was familiar to me. I became slightly lucid here, probably because this was so unbelievable -and great fun! Everybody else was screaming in terror and I just laughed. As the bus picked up speed, rolling towards the intersection, I knew this was going to be spectacular. As I would often do in situations like this, I whipped out my phone and started recording. -It didn't occur to me at all that this wouldn't last! I quickly searched my head for an "appropriately triumphant exclamation" to yell when the big crash happened, and for some reason opted for "BOOM HEADSHOT!!" Don't ask me why, it came out of nowhere! Right here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=olm7xC-gBMY#t=0:15 Enjoy! Somebody shouted "Heads down, chins up!", which made just as little sense. The devastation caused was unbelievable. There were cars thrown for hundreds of metres, trees uprooted and water everywhere. It was great fun seeing the shocked expressions of all the DCs. The rest of the dream was the aftermath of the crash. A huge deal was made out of the fact that somebody cut their hand.
19.10.2009The Misty Mountains (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This dream was truly epic in terms of scope, length and fun! I have little memory of the very start of this dream, but I know it started off as a holiday or some kind of long trip. I had to get from one end of a huge island to the other, and I had someone with me, it might have been my friend Darren. We were in what appeared to be an enchanted forest. The grass was very green and the ground was flat. None of the trees were very thick, and the grass was full of thousands of bizzare species of birds and various tall flowers. It was night time and I could see the stars, but the forest seemed to glow and was the same brightness it would have been in the daytime. I knew that I had done this trip many hundreds of times before, and had flown it every time. I tried to take off, but could not rise above a foot off the ground and I kept accidentally kicking the taller birds. In the end we gave up on unaided flight and opted for a plane instead. The next thing I knew, we were in an airport. The airport was hideously confusing, and me and Darren got seperated. I wound up on a plane bound for the "Misty Mountains" with Owen Wilson and Vince Vaugn (like Wedding Crashers). They were both dressed in gray suits. We landed in the "Misty Mountains" and took a road trip in an old-fashioned convertible. We drove up and down mountain roads for what seemed (in dream time) like days. The roads were walled on either side with big grey cinder blocks, above which was a huge forest of pine trees, each about 50m tall and densely packed together. One day during this road trip, the police started chasing us. Vince Vaugn told me that Owen Wilson had robbed somewhere (bank maybe?) while I had been dozing in the back seat. OW was driving, and he took us to the nearest town. The town's police cars joined the chase. These ones were a dark green colour, and looked like they were straight from the 1950's. OW decided to try and fool the cops by driving down an "illegal street". I suddenly got some history of the town beamed into my head out of nowhere, and found out that the town had originally been made up of only a few main streets, but these were inconvenient, and over time, citizens had taken it upon themselves to create new streets using buldozers and pickaxes. The illegal street that we turned into was just wide enough for our convertible, but not wide enough for the persuing police cars. OW explained, "Just taking advantage of other people's deviousness!" When we emerged at the other side, we all jumped out of the car and let it roll onwards at high speed. It was persued by police cars until it crashed into a shop down the street. I assumed the police didn't get a good look at us and tried to blend into the people walking along. Vince Vaughn went into the nearest fashionable clothes shop and OW put on a grey hat and took out a huge old-fashioned camera, to make himself look like a reporter. He then spotted the model Naomi Campbell through the window of a shop, and started taking photos of her. When he saw her, he said "Hey look, there's scary Campbell." -Referring to her notorious temper I assume. She heard him, and marched outside, demanding to know what he meant. OW stuttered, but made a speedy recovery. "I said I'm a scaredy cat! Like... cowardly." She asked him how, and he improvised wildly, spotting Vince Vaughn coming back down the street, arms full of shopping bags, wearing a new outfit. "I'm too scared to ask my friend here for his jacket!" Luckily she found this funny and immediately snatched the jacket off VV, ignoring his warnings about how expensive it was. A little bit of missing time occurred here... The next thing i remember is the four of us being chased by King Kong in one of the Misty Mountain's many forests. He was straight-up terrifying, with his face constantly contorted with rage. At one point, we thought he was gone, and so emerged into a clearing which contained quite a large static caravan. We took a few tentative steps out, and suddenly I saw King Kong watching us from the other side of the caravan, through two large parallell windows. I nearly shat myself. The sheer horror of this ape's face shocked me into temporary lucidity. I reassured myself, "It's only a dream, but a damn scary one!" None of the others had noticed the ape yet, and I thought it would be a shame to spoil the big reveal when they too see the ape and run away in a blind panic. So I slowly turned back towards the treeline and smiled. Right when I expected it, they all screamed and charged past me back into the trees. I laughed quite hard. When I turned round King Kong was nowhere to be seen, and the caravan had transformed into some sort of flying coach. The pilot stepped out and said "Well done, now get on board and we'll fly out of here!" I don't ever remember seeing VV or NC again, but OW was sitting beside me on the flight. I looked out the window at the expanse of forest and saw that there was thick swirling mist around some parts at the tops of trees. I said to the pilot, "So that's why they're called the Misty Mountains!" and he replied "Nah, it's cuz I jizz on them every time I fly over, yeeehaww!" I laughed, shaking my head at this crazy bastard.
17.10.2009Dexter and the Cleaner (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID My recall was a bit shabby for this dream, but it had all to do with the TV show "Dexter". I was Dexter, and me and a team of about four people were carrying out some kind of task for an agency. I had a "dream memory" of earlier that day, when an important-looking old man in an office building had given me a bright red file to deliver somewhere. Right now, it was night, and we were about to complete the task. We approached a tall wire fence, which had two layers of barbed wire at the top. I looked to my right and saw in the distance two plain-clothes police officers standing in front of what might have been a stadium or mall, surrounded by police cars. I knew that they were judging my performance. They had a large sign set up beside them, which was basically indicative of how well I was doing, as it showed my name and the title of the job I would recieve upon completion of this task. After climbing quickly over the fence, in almost one jump, I saw that the "Job" section on the sign had changed from "Delivery" to "Cop". I can't remember actually being able to read the letters on the sign, I just knew what it said. This might have been what caused me to realise I was in a dream. Same as in the last dream I knew I was having, I did not consciously try to do anything or interfere with the story, I just kept it in my head that this wasn't real. Kind of like watching a movie. I assumed my fence-climbing prowess had impressed the officers and I looked back at the fence thinking, "This has to be a dream, I'd never hop that in real life." With this thought, the fence nearly doubled in height. I looked at it, slightly daunted. But then I remembered I could pull off anything in a dream, so I scrambled over it even more easily than I had done when it was half the size. I walked casually over to the front of the building where the police officers were, and lost lucidity somewhere on the way. The dream continued as normal. I realised that the large building was definately a Mall, as I could see inside it now. The police officers said to me, "Congratulations, you passed, you're now a cop." I then took part in something like a murder investigation, except there had been no murder. I became part of a team of officers who examined nearly every inch of the mall. I interviewed a large cleaning lady with curly black hair and she told me how she was angry at a former co-worker for quitting and leaving her with all the work. She drove around on one of those motorised cleaning platforms they use in malls which works like a big lawnmower. I don't remember encountering this other cleaning lady in the dream, but I got a mental picture of her being about 300lbs, with a bad-ass attitude. This ex-cleaning lady became the "villain" for the rest of the dream, and I had the feeling that she was out to trip up my investigation in some way. My point of view soon shifted into the first cleaning lady, and I became her, going around with an enormous brush, sweeping up rubbish and dust. There was a slightly spooky moment when I entered a disused bathroom to sweep. It was completely cut off from the rest of the mall and was pretty eerie- barely any lights worked. I paused and reminded myself that this was a dream and nothing could possibly happen that I couldn't laugh away anyway. With confidence, I marched into the bathroom to clean it up. Some building work was obviously in progress in this bathroom, which doubled as a shower room. The floor and walls were made of the same type of orange/brown tiles you see in cheap communal washrooms, some were missing and others were smashed up. There were a couple of toilet cubicles missing where there should have been some. Upon entering, I saw a huge pile of rubble against one of the walls; it looked like there had been an earthquake. I thought to myself, "Look at the crap I have to deal with, there's no way I'm cleaning that up!" I went about my business, sweeping up the rubble and concrete dust into the big pile, when the actress Christine Rose appeared in the corner, where a cubicle had obviously once been. She was wearing a green apron over her outfit, and looked like she worked in a garden centre. She started trying to tell me to do something (me = the cleaning lady at this point), but I kept sweeping and not looking at her- it seemed that I'd heard it all before from this woman and was growing tired of her. The rest of this dream, I have forgotten.
17.10.2009Scooby Doo and the Mine Cart Rollercoaster (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID After briefly waking up after my last dream, this came next and began in a way loosely connected to the previous dream. I was on top of the castle, on the roof. There was a large modern-looking bridge leading off the top of the front of the castle which headed upwards, not too steeply. Presumably it went downwards not far along because I could only see a summit about 100m away. There were cables running along the side of the bridge and railroad tracks attached to it, with old-fashioned wooden mine carts. The character of Hermione (more Harry Potter) showed me how to use a cart and I took off up the bridge. Once I got to the summit, the track turned much more rickety, like one of those roller coasters based on the Wild West/mining. The track turned downhill steeply and entered a mine shaft. As the cart flew along at high speed through mountains, around the outsides of mountains, I became aware that it was suddenly night time. All of a sudden I was accompanied by Freddy, Daphne and Shaggy from Scooby Doo. We were all in the same cart apart from Freddy, who was in one behind. We were going very fast downhill, and at the indoor sections of the track, there were frequent overhanging black rubber cables which Daphne kept getting stuck on. I was thinking that this was pretty stupid of her. Every time she would get caught, Shaggy had to grab her arms and hold on. The cart continued at the same speed- the cables just stretched until they broke and Daphne ended up back in. About here I became aware that I was dreaming, probably due to the general ridiculousness of the situation. I was no longer in the cart, but was watching from a view which kept beside it. I did not try to participate in any way, and just watched what happened as everything became like a cartoon- probably since the only people left in the dream were cartoon characters. Everything was now in very simple colours. All rocks and earth were the same generic soil-brown colour. I watched as Shaggy tried again to pull Daphne back into their mine cart, when she said something to the effect of "You're a waster! You're always drunk or high!" to him. I laughed then, at how something like this could be in Scooby Doo. (Always drunk/high is how I imagined a real life Shaggy would be and I found this highly amusing coming straight from the cartoon) I somehow lost lucidity around here, probably because of lack of participation in the dream. I continued as an impartial observer. The track then went outside for a few hundred metres, and ran precariously close to the edge, along a cliff. The mountain continued almost vertically upwards on the right side ot the track, with the edge on the left. I was then watching the action from a point behind a large (8ft) mecacing-looking bird, which was sitting on a rocky peak about 50m from the track (on the left). This peak was at the same level as the track, but between the two was a vast chasm. I drew a pretty good sketch of this POV which I might scan if I get a chance. It was as if this bird was the monster Shaggy, Daphne and Freddy were trying to catch (like they always do), and it was watching their terrible attempt with satisfaction (like cartoon villains always do). The bird was black, which definately denoted malevolence, and its tail was like a cape. Of course it was a cape, since the monster is always a guy in a costume! The head looked like a cross between a crow and the ancient-egyptian bird-god, Horace. The bird flew away once the carts re-entered the mountain down another mine shaft, apparently having seen enough.
17.10.2009Oddball in Hogwarts (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was playing some kind of game in a castle. This game seemed to be a variant of Halo 3's "Oddball". There were balls hidden on every floor of the castle which contained a certain amount of points. There were balls of different colours- the colours represented the amount of points available. The object of the game was to pick up and hold these balls. Every second you held a ball, points would be given to you. After the points contained in a ball ran out, it disappeared. The person with the most points at the end of the round (i.e. when all points were exhausted) was the winner. All the corridors in this castle were extremely tight. They had very low ceilings (maybe 6 feet) and it was so narrow it was difficult for two people to squeeze past each other. I got the impression that the castle might have been Hogwarts, and it was then that I realised I was in the middle of a game- and playing against various characters from Harry Potter. My friend Colin was competing as well. I assume he was involved because he is a massive HP fan. The game went on, and after a while everybody stopped running around because we thought all the balls had been used and that the round was over. However I looked at my "interactive map" and noticed that there was one ball remaining on the floor below with 10-15 seconds worth of points left. Colin and I raced for it and I got there first. Colin was annoyed because I would not give up the ball and let him have the points. (We talked while running) The final ball was in a room which was slightly less cramped than the rest of the castle, despite being only about 4m long from door to back. The walls were grey and looked like stone, except inorganic. There were three shower stalls on the left as I went into the room, and they had huge pink/purple curtains in front of them. The ball itself was at the back of the room, underneath a window which let in some quite bright sunlight. It was the kind of sunlight you might get on a cold but clear winter's morning. I picked up the ball and immediately moved back towards the door I had come in from. I passed the showers; the curtains had started blowing in the wind which had materialised- coming from the window (which I thought was closed?). I spied Colin and two girls out in the corridor and assumed they were getting ready to ambush me in an attempt to steal the ball- and its points. I backed quickly into the room again, looking for an angle or hiding place I could use to my tactical advantage when Colin & co. entered. (Camping is always a legitimate strategy) I realised the only option was to hide in one of the showers, which I ranked as "as good as useless" because it seemed too obvious a place to hide. I decided I would rely soley on speed to get past him and out into the corridor. Strangely though, he and his enforcers waited outside discussing strategy until I had collected all the points and the game was over. I thought this was strange but never got a chance to ask him about it as the dream ended. I woke up briefly here, I think.
Welcome to my dream journal! Yes, the title is a bit ostentatious, but it's too late now! I used to get semi-lucid in most dreams ever since I can remember- like, I'd know in the back of my mind that it wasn't reality, and would reassure myself of the fact if anything I didn't like happened. But by and large, I'd never had an actual conscious lucid dream (never mind control) before coming to these forums. So this journal basically charts my lucid dreaming progress from the very beginning, which is nice! There's no actual lucidity before post 7, just a few semi's. Just a disclaimer, the first few dreams are described in mind-numbing detail because that's what I needed to boost my recall in the beginning. The more recent entries are written far more with an audience in mind! Enjoy! I should mention that I'm using Banhurt's Dream Journal 2.5 - which is brilliant, I recommend YOU get it! http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...ad.php?t=91993 Also, any and all comments/interpretations are welcome and appreciated!
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