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Total sleep: 6.5 hours
Daytime Techniques: Reality Checks. All day awareness. Dream Yoga for an hour after work.

Spoiler for My boring non-lucid:

Dream Title: Motorcycle - fragment
Dream: Owned a bike. Drove around town to different places. I was terrible.
Got stopped by a cop, i was sarcastic to him because he witnessed a conversation where I was asked i was driving a bike shitty. Forgot rest.
At one point was chilling at a restaurant. One of the things I was drinking is a coca cola. I got a phone call from S, I think and he told me to come over. I remember having to rush my drink spill it out in the end
Was on my way to S’s to hangout
S was in a position of authority
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 2
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) 2
Length: 30 mins
Emotions: Embarrassed, sucking up to Sardi, frustrated due to lack of recall
Dream Signs: Night, motorcycle

Woke at 4 am to write things down. Woke up eyes closed, did reality check nose plug. Success!!!!! Never in my life have I remembered to RC upon waking up. Went to bed disappointed about how little I could remember, but believing that the night is young and i could still lucid.



Dream Title: Playboy Mansion
Dream: I’m at my Mom’s place. It is night out (dream sign) we are talking about something. Somehow I notice that something is weird. I don’t remember if I did a reality check. But I got lucid. Holy shit. Everything around me was so real. It’s like it morphed immediately. I touch the wall, the door. I go outside. It is still night. Shit shit shit what do I do? Lucidity starts to fade. I remember my goals. I recall reading that lucidity increases if I simply take a lucid pill out of my pocket and eat it. I reach in my right pocket and there it is. A magical lucid pill along with bunch of crap like coins or whatever. The lucid pill looked average in size and it had words on it “Lucidity pill” or “lucid pill.” This blew my mind. I took it and all of a sudden the lucidity increased. Everything around me stabilized. Goal of the month of March was to ask a dream character about their middle name. I run inside and ask my mom what is her’s. She goes “D….” (don’t want to mention it here because that is her real last name. Very unimpressive. I don’t waste another second in the house. I run outside like that disney princess who was singing “A whole new world!”

I come to some sort of playground. The stars look so beautiful like from that TV series “Cosmos.”

I think to myself that since this is my first real long vivid lucid everything at this point is bonus, no more requirements. I decide that I want it to be day time (I’ve had enough nights in my non lucid dreams) and I want to go to Playboy mansion. I close my eyes and spin around and when I open here I am. Hugh Hefner is giving an interview by the pool surrounded by girls. Somehow at this point the “rules of the game” were made known to me. The way things worked is that Hugh gives out a golden medal to a girl he likes the most, the girl who he is currently fucking. I don’t know where the understanding of these rules came from and I would be very curious to find out. I play along. (Looking back at this moment I think I should have started by dictating my own rules, but then again may be playing along is what made the dream longer and more stable.... no regrets) I come up to him and take the medal from his neck. It is thick, heavy, and gold, the kind pimps would wear. I start looking around at different girls. I examine them so closely that it would be extremely embarrassing IWL. None of them are particularly attractive, not hideous but very average with different flaws. "I thought this was a dream?”- I think to myself. I forgot if I ended up giving the medal to somebody or what but next thing I remember I went up the stairs and went into a bathroom. Hugh is there cleaning the toilet. I mock him and he sprays me with water. At this point I am becoming aware that I need to do something else and this lucid isn’t infinite. I run downstairs and do something (forgot by now) but eventually I interrupt my dream by moving my foot IWL.

At this point the dream is still somehow in front of me since I didn’t open my eyes, but I can not get back into it.

Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 10-11
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) Lucid
Length: 60 mins
Emotions: Happy, Euphoria, Excited
Dream Signs: Night, Mom

Woke up 5:15am. Wrote down my dream until 5:45. Tried going back to sleep but too excited. My recall still sucks and with more practice It should improve. I’m surprise how little I actually remember of a dream that was soooo vivid and 100% accessible to me. By little I mean relatively to what I could.


ANY TIPS OR POINTERS?????

Total sleep: 5 hours
Daytime Techniques: Reality Checks. Asking myself whether or not this is a dream whenever something felt weird or randomly through out the day.

I went to bed around 10:30 expecting to wake up at 6:45 to write in my journal. I also set an alarm for 6am to try RILD.

Dream Title: Supernatural - fragment

Spoiler for for full analysis:

Dream: Something about Sam and Dean or something based on the show Supernatural.
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 0
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) 0
Length: NA
Emotions: NA
Dream Signs: TV show, night

Woke up around 2am. Didn’t try to remember this supernatural dream because I was too excited to try RILD, which requires you to wake up right before your REM cycle and go to sleep immediately. Throughout the day I tried clapping my hands in order to establish a rhythm. To be honest I’ve done it only a few times because I thought I didn’t need to practice clapping. I knew if that didn’t work I could always just pretend i’m walking or snapping my fingers, whatever. Focusing too much on doing the clapping made me not sleepy and as a result I ended up staying up until about 3:30 am.

Dream Title: Grandfather death threat

Spoiler for for full dream:

Dream: Don’t recall how it all started, but I was in the same place as my mom and my grandfather. Possibly some other characters. It was time to go to bed and I retired to the bedroom. I was watching something on my iPad as my mom opened the door and said that she has terrible news for me. There were death threats to my grandfather. And he had to leave the country. I ran out into the main room and hugged him.
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 2
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) 2
Length: 1 hour
Emotions: Sadness, scared
Dream Signs: Night, relative’s death

Dream Title: Beer run

Spoiler for for full dream:

Dream: I am driving up my apartment complex road. It is winter. Something seems to be blocking the path. May be snow. I am forced to park substantially earlier. I get out of the car and hear a couple of guys discussing how they need to go to the liquor store. I don’t remember why but I get back inside my car and they get in with me. I look at them and think “Ok, fuck it I’ll give you guys a ride.” The liquor store is very lit. It reminds me of how apple stores are in the mall. Also instead of selling alcohol in bulk they sell them by the bottle and a bunch of people are just standing around drinking. In order to enter I have to give my credit card and my ID. I take out my wallet to order and it is see through and inside of it is all water and ice. For some reason my wallet goes back to normal by the time I have to give my credit card. “But I gave it at the entrance! How stupid and frustrating.” - I say to myself.
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 3
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) 2
Length: 30 mins
Emotions: Frustration
Dream Signs: Night, Bar

My alarm wakes me at 6am. I try RILD only to run in the same problem as before. Any sort of motion I try to imagine just makes me more awake. Am I not ready to try this? Is it just one bad experience since my sleep wasn’t that strong anyway? Apparently I snoozed instead of shutting the alarm off, so it rings again at 6:09. Then my girlfriend’s alarm finishes off any hopes of salvaging another dream at 6:30.

Being able to recall multiple dreams is definitely an improvement.

Lucid, non-lucid

Zombies are a reoccurring theme in my dreams. I remember this from my last go around.

Someone else was in my dream, probably Iv. Iv and I are survivors. It felt like a video game rather than a movie. We would kill one and have time to talk. The next zombie wouldn’t show up until we were ready to move on. Remember one of the weapons I got to use. It was extremely heavy – the size of a baseball bat and looked like an old fashioned razor blade, the kind barbers use to shave their clients only oversized and with uneven blade.

Initially we were in a building, but then made our way outside. It was sunny and reminded me of the vacation that I took in Dominican Republic. Palm trees, pools etc.



As we were walking we stumbled on a camp of survivors near a swimming pool. The pool was without water and the whole area was divided in different territories. These territories were marked in chalk. The guy who claimed to be the owner of this pool, an old man with gray hair, tried to sell us space. He also pointed to an area where he drew up an advertisement, also in chalk. In addition to selling us space he offered us some sort of patrol job. This pool area was safe from zombies.

What I found weird is that it changed from day to night quickly. I stumbled on this pool when it was initially light outside and by the time the guy was showing me his ad it was already dark.

Remember waking up in this weird state of not remembering my dream and being disappointed, but I did not give up and eventually remembered. It is almost as though my brain threw that memory in trash because it didn’t happen.

After writing this I went back to bed. I still had 30 minutes before I had to wake up. I knew this was a perfect opportunity to try one of the other techniques. I started on like 3-4 different dreams, but in all of them, while still conscious, I would catch my brain writing a scenario. As soon as I made that observation all my dream characters would just stop what they were doing - like robots that were suddenly unplugged.

Two years ago I tried to attain lucidity. I was able to do it a few times but never consistently and always for a short period of time. Would wake up as soon as I realized something was fishy.

Even those brief moments of knowing I'm in a dream felt so amazing that it would make my day. That is why I decided to come back.

Since then I was lucid once or twice by mistake. Was even able to convince a DC to let me bang her. Surprising since I read in many places that DCs usually say "No." I guess mine are sluts.

Why I want to LD:

1. Energy during the day.
2. Better mood.
3. Inspiration.
4. Soul searching

My biggest challenges - points of emphasis in order of importance:

1. Re-read my dream journal
2. Write in my dream journal
3. Reality checks
4. Eyes on the target
5. Don't give up this time