lucid

25.02.2010

Roller Coaster Start (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was just waking up from a non-lucid dream where I was going to a theme park. Parc Asterix in Paris, to be exact. I was looking forward to going back on its biggest roller coaster, so I went for a DEILD.

I wound up at the front of the queue with my friend Darren. There were two other people with us who I knew, but I can't remember who they are now. I got on the first seat I came to, and the harness came down. I was sitting beside Darren, who is a fellow adrenaline junkie. We set off with a jolt, along the white/blue track. We had just attached to the clanking chain part when my phone rang.

25.02.2010

Jumping to the Party Shack (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was making my way down to a shack out in the country, where lots of my friends were going for an impromptu party. The shack doesn't actually exist. I was on foot, climbing down rocky ledges and grassy hills. I'm not sure what caused it, but I became lucid out of nowhere.
"Oh, so it's a dream!" I said. I knew to shack wasn't too far ahead of me, so I did a massive jump, like the Hulk. I've found that huge, barely controlled jumps are much more reliable than flying. If I can get a load of explosive power into each jump, I'll go for quite a long way. I soared over some burned out buildings in a field, and a few crowds of people. I jumped again, and noticed the crowds were getting bigger. After my third jump, I landed beside a group of my friends sitting on a ledge opposite the shack. I said hello to them all and looked over. The shack was actually a lot like the Weasley's house in the Harry Potter movies. Every floor was filled with people. Some floors had disco lights flashing and music playing. I stepped off the ledge and floated over (as if there was no gravity) to the shack. I grabbed the outside of a balcony on one of the floors with music.



An old friend of mine came out to greet me.
"Aryt John, long time no see!" I had always been wary of her in the past, she could kick my ass no problem, and I always got the impression she wanted to. But since I didn't have to worry, we got along well. She helped me over the balcony and we talked for a while. I can't remember anything we talked about though. This dream was in an early REM cycle, and the following dreams eroded my memory of it. After a while I lost lucidity and went into the party.

23.02.2010

Step Climbing (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up a tiny bit, and wanted to go back in. I found that a dark basement was easiest to visualise, it seemed to come naturally. To get my body involved in creating the dream, I walked up some metal steps. I moved my legs, felt the cold metal rail, and heard the clank as I took each step. I paid particular attention to the weight of my body and the feel of the rails. Feeling things seem to help me best to DEILD- I like to call it "tactile entry". After about 10 seconds, the visualisations became realistic enough that I had completely let go of my physical body lying in bed. There was absolutely no lapse in cosciousness, which I found strange. Usually there's a "zoom" and I'm in, like entering the matrix, but this time the visualisations just became real themselves.

I knew where I was trying to get to, and as I walked out of the door at the top of the stairs, I visualised what I wanted to be on the other side, but it was a completely random scene which I didn't see coming at all. I guess I'm not completely in touch with my subconscious brain, it still does stuff without my go-ahead.

23.02.2010

Reverse World (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was only out of bed for a minute or two, then again five minutes later. Because I was still drowsy, I can't remember the transition into a dream- I usually only get SP and hypnagogia if I WILD later in the day, I've found.

I made a real effort to go and visit my friend round the corner in my dream. I had a number of false awakenings in various people's houses, all within a couple of miles of my the person's house who I wanted to visit, so I set off towards it each time by running, flying low and skipping parts of the journey. The area around me was bizzare. Really mind-blowingly strange. I was using Belfast Lough (which I could nearly always see) as a point of reference to navigate. However many of the streets went in the opposite direction, as in they were mirrored. Once I woke up at the beach. In real life, the beach is a mess, but in the dream, it was wide, sandy and clean with people playing in the sea. Nothing was quite as it seemed. I knew where I was (or where I was supposed to be) becuase of what part of the Lough I could see, so I headed West along the coast to find my friend's house. I passed through a holiday resort which isn't there in real life, and over a couple of ponds. Other things, like hills and roads were missing.

I eventually made it to my destination, but the street was messed up. It was vaguely the right shape, but the road was warped, and the houses were a totally different style.

22.02.2010

Aaand You're Back in the Room! (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I just lost touch with a LD this morning and wanted to reinsert myself where I was. I can't remember much about the previous dream, except that I was in my old house with my brothers and dog, and wanted to go out the back. I woke up as I was approaching the patio doors.

I visualised the dream I had just left, starting with feeling the pressure of my feet on the ground. I really "looked" at my visualizations, which quickly became "real".

"Right, I'm back," I said to one of my brothers. I slid open the patio door and stepped out the back. The grass was quite long and really needed cut. I had only just stepped out onto it when my dog came bounding over to me. He appeared to be several years younger than he is in real life, and had much more energy. I didn't bother with trying to accomplish anything with this dream, and just played with the dog for about 10 minutes until I woke up again.

17.02.2010

Agents (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID



I was imprisoned in some kind of facility, and wanted to escape. It all seemed a bit old inside, the carpet was blue, but faded and worn. All the wooden panelling on the walls and walkways looked a bit beaten up. There were maybe fifty floors in the building, all of which rose up around a giant fir tree in the middle. It was as if the building had been intentionally built around this tree. I don't remember breaking out of a cell, but I remember knowing I just had, if that makes sense. I ran through seemingly endless corridors, and became a bit curious about why I wasn't getting anywhere. As I ran, I thought, this is the kind of thing that happens in scary movies, ...or a dream. The next set of double doors I came to were blasted open before me, and I found myself on a walkway near the top of the tree. Round the other side, I saw two agents of The Matrix. They looked up quickly as soon as I saw them. One of them took off his sunglasses and put them in his breast pocket. I quickly formulated an escape plan. I would jump over the edge of the walkway and use the tree to cushion my fall. By the time I was about to jump, one of the agents grabbed my shoulder and threw me backwards. I wasn't having this. I ran at him and kneed him in the crotch. He doubled over, moaning. I then put my hand inside his mouth and grabbed him by the upper jaw. I swung him over my head, holding him only by the jaw, and smashed him through a table I hadn't even noticed before. The other agent looked at me in terror and ran for it. After a short victory dance, I hopped over the edge and landed in the lower branches of the tree.

16.02.2010

Guarding the Pope (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was the main guard of an entourage protecting the pope in the middle ages. We were on some sort of cross-country trip through dangerous lands. The pope himself was in an armoured horse-drawn carriage. It was black and covered in metal plating. The land we were passing through was like something from an old movie. The sand of the desert and the sky were both an odd shade of purple due to the strange lighting effects. The entourage was about to enter a passageway through a mountain when I heard a commotion up ahead. I looked into the opening in the rock and saw an army of thousands charging towards us on horseback, most of them carrying blazing torches.



The very sight of the army turned me lucid and I thought about trying to stop them. It seemed like an ambitious challenge. As they bore down upon me, the first thought that came to mind was Attila the Hun. This was always how I imagined his army. I held out my palm and tried to freeze them all solid, but nothing happened. I really tried to force something to happen, but I didn't expect the outcome. The mountain in front of us flipped over. The entire area turned as if on a hinge and in a few seconds the mountain became a flat expanse of land, and the army was gone.

16.02.2010

Self-Defense, Defenceless (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had to protect a female friend of mine from two knife-weilding girls, who seemed to have gone crazy. We were in what looked a bit like my old school, which is where I know them from. I put my friend behind me, then thought about how I should arm myself for best defense. Then I remembered,
"What's the point, I'm invincible!" The taller, brunette girl came at me, stabbing and poking with her big kitchen knife, and I just grabbed it off her by the blade. I felt the sharp edge cut me, but it wasn't sore. Then the smaller, blonde girl came at me with her boobs out. I think she was meant to be a distraction for me whilst her friend got to the girl I was guarding. All it did was remind me that I could be "making love not war" with these girls, and that's exactly what I did next.

16.02.2010

Air Force 1 (Fragment) (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's been a few days now since I had this one, and my notes are shoddy to say the least!

I was waiting to be picked up by Air Force One with my friend Nicola. We were in some ancient ruins which had almost completely worn away, leaving just large stones and lots of grass. Apparently AF1 had been changed from a plane to an enormous helicopter. It had lots of rooms, lots of blades, and was dark grey all over- apart from the front door which bore the presidential seal. It landed at the highest part of the ruins. The wind was unbelievable. It was kicking up sticks and rubble I hadn't noticed before. At the awesome sight of it, I became semi-lucid. I knew from before that it was only there to pick up Nicola, but I wanted to get on board, maybe fly this badboy. A load of marines came and escorted Nicola on board by the front door, and I slipped away. I sneaked past the perimeter the marines had set up around the helicopter and marched towards the front door, which two guys were guarding. They stopped me roughly with the butt of one of their guns.
"Whoa guys," I said smoothly. "I'm the sergeant, it's cool." One of them nodded to the other and let me pass. I'm going to have to use the "bullshit-authority" tactic more often...

I was raging that I woke up then.

There's another entry in my notes which just says: Shopping spree with mark. I have no idea what that means, it hardly warrants its own entry in the DJ.

16.02.2010

From A to B, Not Quite (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I got some serious auditory hallucinations this time. I thought about how somebody on the forums had turned this into music, and right out of the blue, I heard the opening notes of Bryan Adams' Summer of '69. I almost laughed and ruined it because I was so surprised at its authenticity! It sounded exactly like the real song, in mp3 quality as if I was wearing earphones listening to it. I focused on all the different parts of the track, the drums, guitar, voice, it was all there. I just let it play out. Near the end of the song, I moved my arms to a more comfortable position, because I felt sure it wouldn't stop the song, which it didn't. Although, thinking about it now, I could have just moved my "dream arms" rather than my actual arms. I suppose if I was getting auditory hallucinations like that I would have had to be in sleep paralysis, so I couldn't have actually moved... I think.

I didn't try to control where I went next, and for some reason I ended up in the Halo 3 multiplayer map, "Sandtrap". I did a quick hand-RC, then wondered what I should do. There wouldn't be much for a lucid dreamer to do in Sandtrap, and I even considered "WILDing" my way out of it- lying down in the sand and thinking about somewhere else. I was afraid this might wake me up, so I thought about other methods. I looked around, and saw a busted-up Banshee. (Flying attack vehicle) It looked like it was still in working order- in the game they fly fine unless completely destroyed, so I got into it. For some reason, I didn't lie prone as one is supposed to do inside a Banshee, but sat as if in a seat, controlling the flight with an xbox controller which happened to be inside, ready for me.


A Banshee on Sandtrap

I took off into the air, and saw the outline of some buildings at the edge of the map. I thought it looked rather like the houses at the side of a main road I knew, near my house. I thought it would be fun to fly a Banshee home, so I went in that direction. It didn't fly very well. I was constantly boosting to keep it in the air, and it couldn't manage to go very high. I just about made it onto the flat roof of one of the houses, then it gave out completely. I jumped out and let it skid off the rooftop onto the road below. I could see Belfast Lough from the roof, and I was afraid to jump down because it was so high. I may have been losing lucidity here. I walked along the roofs of the row of houses, and found a fire escape at the end. By now, I was so preoccupied with getting down I'd forgotten I was dreaming. I headed towards my house on foot, but then remembered I had left my key in a bank beside those houses. I walked all the way back and had to wait for ages to talk to somebody in the bank. However, they did give me a tall glass of beer while I waited.

10.02.2010

Attempted Astronaut (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My very first evening-WILD! The only reason it worked (I reckon) was because I was sleep-deprived from the night before.

I had a false awakening in a graveyard, weirdly. I stood up and checked my hand to find several extra fingers. I nodded to myself, satisfied. There was a tall, black metal fence surrounding the graveyard, and I wanted to get outside of it. I could see a city with skyscrapers in the distance, and fancied exploring. I took a running jump and glided up over the fence, landing on top of a bus shelter outside. I stopped and thought for a second, and remembered the task of the year. The city seemed like the kind of place I might be able to hitch a ride to space from, with the view to beating Neill Armstrong down the ladder to be first on the moon. The city centre was definately uphill from my position, so I flew at waist-height up the steepest street I could find, going in the right direction. I flew through a massive crowd of people, all heading the same way. I noticed my youngest brother among the crowd. He seemed to be getting overwhelmed by the masses, so I picked him up and put him on my back. The crowd was getting thicker and thicker as I came close to the building at the top of the street, and I eventually found them all trying to cram into an elevator at the base of a tower. I looked at it, and thought it looked like it could be the kind of elevator that lifts astronauts up to the door of their rocket, so I decided to get on it.
"Stand back!" I shouted. "Astronauts only!" Smirking to myself, I wondered if this ridiculous authoritative strategy would work.

I never had a chance to find out, as I had a false awakening. I honestly thought it was for real, until I looked around. Turns out, I was lying on a sofa, under a blanket, cuddling a girl I hadn't seen in years. I tried to get up to see where I was, but she wrapped her arms around me very tightly and I couldn't escape.

I struggled for a bit, and had another couple of false awakenings in exactly the same situation. It got a bit scary. The room was dark, but there was a spooky red glow. I was panicking a little, recognising a familiar feeling of dread which sometimes sneaks into my LDs- only the ones where I have lots of FAs. I knew how the dance usually went, I'd get countless more FA's, then wake up for real, wasting my lucidity. I pondered for a moment, and decided this would be a tragic waste of time. So I stopped and tried to look at the situation objectively. I wouldn't be able to wake myself up easily, so I might as well make the most of being lucid in my dream. By the time I had gone through this thought process, I no longer had the foreboding feeling, and could start to take back some control. I punched the girl holding me in the top of the head and she let me go.

The room was still pretty dark, but I could see that there were some people I knew sitting around a table in what looked like a kitchen area. I walked over and instinctively flicked a lightswitch, which turned on a light above the table. I could now see that I was in what some people call a "sun room". A cross between a conservatory and a living room. No sooner had I taken in my surroundings, than a girl walked over to me with no top on. She asked me to give her a ball that was sitting on the window sill. I cunningly threw it in the air so she would have to jump to catch it. Then I became involved in a conversation about a video someone had on their phone. It looked like it could have been one of the challenges on Takeshi's Castle. I feared that I was starting to lose lucidity, so I did the hand RC. I really wanted to count how many fingers I had, so I spread them out as far as possible. Somehow, this circumvented sleep paralysis, and I moved my actual fingers. Since I had fallen asleep with my head on top of my hand, I felt it and woke up.

10.02.2010

Ice Ice Baby (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was an odd dream, where I was lucid from the start and just kind of went with it. The earliest part I can remember is emerging from below deck on a sailboat. It was a clear night, and I was alone on the boat. Looking over the side, I could see that the boat was moving extremely fast. There was no wind, and the boat left very little disturbance in the water behind it.
"Who's steering this?" I thought. Right then, the boat veered off course and headed straight for a mysterious rock wall in the middle of the sea- which rose up out of nowhere. I charged back to the steering wheel and spun it hard to the right, just in time to avoid the rocks. Unfortunately it then went into a spin, and by the time I had lined up the wheel again, I had crashed into an ice shelf.

I might have woken up here. There's a bit of missing time, but the next thing I remember is chronologically right after the previous paragraph.

I climbed down the front of the boat onto the ice. It was now daytime, and the reflection of the sun on the ice was making everything seem very white. I stumbled on, and lost lucidity after a bit. I soon arrived in a small town. One minute I was in a frozen wasteland, then I glanced up and there were wooden buildings all around me. It looked a bit like an inuit settlement. I saw a vending machine through a frozen shop window, and went inside to take a look. For some reason, the vending machine sold not food, but DVDs. I "recognised" one of the movies (which, when I woke up, realised did not actually exist), and tried to buy it unsuccessfully. The machine was full of ice. The shop attendant walked up beside me, and we had an interesting conversation. I can't remember the details, but it turned out he was some sort of demon/vampire fellow. He explained that (whatever he was) were very misunderstood, and proceeded to show me some of his special abilities. He could phase through solid objects, and levitate himself as well as things around him. The demon guy spotted a friend of his pulling up outside in a black truck. We went outside to talk to him. I was introduced, then the friend began to tell us something important. Right as he started talking, a huge angry cop came out from behind his truck and shot him with a strange kind of tranquilizer. It fired a tiny needle (which found its target in the truck-owner's neck) which injected a freezing agent. The man froze solid from an expanding area around his neck. He tried to run away, but the slowing effect of the ice eventually stopped him dead. The cop laughed cruelly and turned to the demon guy and I. He said something terribly offensive to me (which I cannot recall now) and shot me with the freezer gun. He got me right in the chest, and I quickly felt the tight, slowing sensation of the ice spreading out to my limbs. Then I realised that the very idea of a "freezer gun" was absurd. I was still icing up, so I used all my strength to get over to the cop and grab his arm. I forced all the coldness in my body down that arm, transferring it to him. He froze like an ice cube in a couple of seconds, his face frozen in anger. Free of the slowing effect, I used my newfound strength to punch him in the stomach. He snapped in two, then the two pieces hit the ground and shattered.



The demon guy looked at me strangely.
"I guess you must be a demon too!" he laughed. "Follow me." He ran up the street lightning fast and I found I was able to keep up with him. Next, we took off into the air. It started raining. The rain was quite warm, and made of small droplets. We flew around in the rain for a few minutes. The feeling of the droplets hitting me was incredibly real. I looked down, and saw that all the snow had melted. The snow's absence revealed grass and bright flowers.

10.02.2010

End of The World (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was thinking about the task of the year before I went to sleep, particularly the "End of the World" part. I wondered how I could logistically get to the future and have the world end. This caused my first (uninentional) MILD. I couldn't think of anything lying in bed, but luckily my subconscious did the work for me.
The earliest part of the dream I remember is watching the planets revolving around the sun. They were nowhere near to scale- all the planets were far too big and far too close to the sun, but what the hell. I looked at the Earth, and out of the corner of my eye (if I had eyes, I can't recall any sort of body), saw a huge chunk of rock drifting closer and closer. It wasn't a conventional comet- what it reminded me of was a shot of a Star Destroyer from the start of one of the older Star Wars movies. It was that kind of flat-ish shape and very long. Far larger than the Earth. I became very alarmed.
"Didn't the people on Earth know about this? How could they miss it? Ohhhhh..." I became lucid when I realised what was about to happen and remembered the task. From my vantage point, I watched with a kind of morbid interest crossed with dread. To my surprise, instead of obliterating my beloved planet, the Star Destroyer-shaped comet glanced off the Earth's atmosphere. It hit the atmosphere at an angle of about 10 degrees, and just "bounced off", now floating in the direction of the sun. A strange side-effect of the near miss was to knock the Earth out of its normal orbit. The "bounce" effect had some sort of recoil. It didn't make an enormous difference to the Earth's orbit, it was now just circling a bit closer to the sun.

I vaugely wondered,
"If this is the end of the world, what's going on?" I glanced over at the sun just in time to see it envelop the comet. I felt that something awful was about to happen, and right then, a solar flare started to form. Its arc covered the entire face of the sun on the side the comet had just entered, and built in intensity until it formed a circular shape larger than the sun itself. Then it was released. The wave of orange light flew directly at the Earth in its new orbit. As it hit, my POV zoomed in on Australia, of all places. I could see Sydney's distincive opera house, and the sea beyond. The wall of orange light blasted into the sea in sections. One blast would hit the sea, instantly vaporize all the water, leaving a gaping chasm surrounded by water. These chasms were only visible for a split second before the surrounding water filled them in. On land, it was a similar story. Buildings, roads and uninhabited areas were obliterated, entirely burning off the outer layer of the Earth's crust, bit by bit.



For the rest of the dream, I lost lucidity and became one of the few people left alive on a deserted island East of Australia.

09.02.2010

Disturbed (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Had a bizzare dream this morning. I think I must have been in a terrible mood (in the dream) when I became lucid each time, and just wanted to wake up.

I was on a country lane at night, halfway up a cliff. As soon as I became lucid I dove straight off the cliff for no real reason I can remember. I landed on a road exactly the same (it seemed like the exact same road). So I got up and threw myself in front of a car.

There were a couple of other attempts at self-destruction which were a massive waste of time, looking back. Most just lost me lucidity.

08.02.2010

Gladiatores Pugnant! (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This one was actually made up of the initial WILD, then countless DEILDs, but for the sake of neatness I'll keep them all in the same entry.

I was sleepy this morning, so I tried to WILD. I lay on my back for, I'd say, 25 minutes before switching to my right side. It was only about 5 more minutes after that before I got into a dream.

I had a FA in my old house. It was a sunny day, and the curtains were open in my bedroom. I went straight to the window, opened it, and climbed out. Standing on the roof, I looked up and down the street, just taking everything in. It really amazes me sometimes. I was still wearing my dressing gown, so I took it off, then floated down to my front garden. I got distracted by taking a detour round the side of the house, finding it strange that the side gate was open. I floated back onto the roof, and sat down with my back against the chimney. I could feel the rough bricks against my back very clearly. After some pondering, I remembered the task of the year. I had been thinking about it before I got to SP. With a gladiator fight in mind, I thought about a way to change scene to Ancient Rome. I jumped off the roof and landed in the back garden. A big red plastic bucket (about 3 feet in diameter) I used to own was sitting in the long grass near the back fence. I approached it, trying to convince myself it was one of the pipes from Super Mario which would drop me out in the sky above the Colloseum. There was water in the bucket. Without hesitation I dunked my head in, and the rest of my body followed. It was (as always) a bit surprising to find I could breathe underwater. On the bottom of the bucket were some stones. I focused on one which was vaugely Colosseum-shaped lol and tried to imagine that it was the Colosseum- I was just far above it. I tried to think of all the other stones as buildings and the spaces between them as roads. I wasn't getting anywhere, so I shut my eyes and did a somersault, hoping that when I opened my eyes, I would be falling towards the Colosseum. As I did this, I shouted,
"Rome!" Unfortunately, I woke myself up.

I wasn't quite awake, but was back in my body seeing nothing but blackness and feeling SP. This has come up a few times before- I like to think of it as the "loading program" for DEILD's, like from The Matrix.

I had a view of a scene for a second, like I was looking through a peephole. I concentrated on the sand on the floor of the Colosseum (think Gladiator), rubbed my hands in it, and soon felt integrated enough to stand up. I was in the Colosseum all right, but it was night time, and the floor area was slightly smaller than I expected. There were people standing all around me, looking up at the crowd. They were all carrying weapons of some kind, but not much armour. The most anyone had was a helmet.



Suddenly, a klaxon sounded. It was a really horrific noise, lasting two seconds, coming from some unearthly instrument. At its sound, the gladiators in the arena drew their weapons and charged at each other. The crowd roared. I reached down by my sides and pulled out two scimitars.
"Haah!" I laughed. I was still in my dressing gown. I ran forward into the nearest bunch of fighters, slashing wildly. I don't even know if I got anybody, but after a minute the survivors ran off.

I paused to indulge in some victorious sword-twirling, but dropped one. I sheepishly threw the other one down beside it, hoping the crowd would think it was deliberate.

I had a FA then, in my bedroom. My TV was switched on, which is unusual becuase it has no aerial input, and the DVD player doesn't work. I sat up in bed, too aware of this oddity to be fooled into non-lucidity. I wanted to examine what was on carefully, to determine whether or not I was hearing the TV from downstairs or something. The first thing was an ad for PKR. The ad's audio claimed that it was PokerStars, but I recognised the sims-like graphics of PKR. It was one of those ads which makes online-poker look really cool. One female player put in a big raise, and the grey-haired dude to her left raised his eyebrow suspiciously before confidently calling her bluff to win the hand. Then Glee came on, a show I've never really been interested in. One of the main characters was sleeping on a pile of bedclothes on the floor. Her friend came in and woke her up. What convinced me that I was not in fact hearing the TV from downstairs, was that she called the main main character "Glee". I knew this to be bullshit, since the name "Glee" comes from "Glee Club"- which I understand to be a nerdy persuit in High Shool. (Thanks to Weird Al)



I half-woke up again, and visualised being back in front of the TV, drumming on the stand. I ended up a few feet back from the TV, with an awesome redhead sitting on my lap. She showed me a good time.

After another DEILD, I found myself lounging on my bed talking to some friends. Well, I tried to talk but couldn't make any noise without (I reckoned) waking myself up. The curtains were closed, giving the room an orangey glow. I skipped forward and wound up in the back seat of a car with three of my friends. I tried to get a certain hot girl I know to appear beside me, but I only managed to spawn an ugly 15 yr old girl. :S I don't think I was 100% lucid here, because I got a "false memory" implanted somehow. Apparently I had just been camping with this group of friends.

I woke up yet again, and my whole body felt seriously heavy, like it was made of stone. I think I'm getting better at holding on to dreams. To get back in again, I "felt" myself typing random words, which just formed up in my subconsious. Some of them were complete jibberish, and they certainly didn't make any sense as a sentence. However I distinctly remember typing the word "Personality".

In another DEILD, I heard a very distinctive, high-pitched whine. It seemed to be coming from my brain itself, and felt like a vibration. Hard to describe. I focused on it until it became almost deafening, and made me extremely dizzy. I found myself in the living room, and decided to go visit my friend Lucy from down the street. I ran and headbutt-dived through the front window as I did once before, and headed out of the driveway. I accidentally knocked my shin against the wall on the way out which actually hurt a bit!

I was eventually woken up by someone knocking the door downstairs. I heard it from within the dream, which made me focus too much on the waking world. When I awoke, I found a massive pool of drool under my face.