Matheus

Hello everyone.

This is my very first attempt at lucid dreaming. Even though the dream recall part went smooth and I actually managed to get DILD near the end, I got overexcited and it collapsed. I've read a half dozen tutorials and hope to get another one tonight. Please, do feel free to comment and offer any ideas.


Dream #1

I don't remember this one very well. I remember that my mother had brought at least five cats into the house. I hate cats.

The cats were scratching and messing up the whole house. One of them (maybe this one was a small dog) peed on one of the red couches we have in the house. I was furious and kept trying to escape the cats all the time, but they were all over the place. Finally, I managed to lock myself in the bathroom. (Non-Lucid)


Dream #2

First I dreamed I was watching the trial of M., a former co-worker of mine, from Hair. (Side note: In real life, I'm a musical theater musician. I'm a trumpeter, and this particular colleague's an actor). Initially I was watching from the balcony, but the view was not very good, so I decided to go down to the theater-courtroom floor; also I wanted to go down because I saw another co-worker, A. L., below, and wanted to ask him something.

When I got to A. L.'s seat, I also saw I. R., yet another co-worker, and he asked me if it was I who slept with M.'s girlfriend, since this was related to the trial (I guess he was being tried for killing a guy ho he thought was sleeping with his girlfriend). I replied that I did not want that kind of karma for me.

After a time when the prosecution and the judge spoke, M.asked to speak. First he thanked the presence of the band that was there, which I suddenly realized I was part of. I shifted over to the edge of the stage (the trial was being held on a stage) to peek under the skirts of the girls walking by.

I can't remember a good deal between this part and the next.

After some time, the scene was turning into a feminine football game. I continued to look for the upskirts . I exchanged comments with someone who sat next to me (possibly still I.R.) saying how much I liked those teams' loose uniforms.

I decided to watch from another angle. I went around the field to a blue ladder in which players ran up and down. I think I bumped into a guy. At that point I realized that there were also men playing on the team. I did not like the view from up there and went back downstairs. When I came down I was approached by a security guard dressed as a player, saying he would escort me out of the game. He said that the boy in which I think I ran into had broken his neck.

At this point, I started to realize I had some control over the environment, but it was very marginal lucidity. I offered the guard a dollar to let me meet the guy I allegedly hurt, and he accepted. I decided I was going to heal the guy with a healing touch. His apartment was on the 275th floor on a building, inside the stadium. The building was an eyesore, looked like it was jumbled out of cardboard. I arrived at the guy's apartment, talked a little with him and healed him with a touch, the way I wanted. Some of his fellows came in to see him.

I left with the security guard through the service entrance, which was far more presentable than the social entrance. So a thought struck me: "What the f***? This place has a much better back than front?!". At that point I fully realized I was in a dream.

In there, it all came back to me; the minutes before my sleep, the "I'm going to remember my dream" repetition trick I'd used, the Dream Views website, the tutorials I read here, and the fact I pulled it out in my very first attempt. I was completely lucid.

Naturally, I was ecstatic. I remembered a tip I read on a magazine that said: "Start out small. Don't try and make a city out of thin air in the first attempt. Try changing the wall color". So I tried to change the wall color from white to orange. It didn't work, so I remembered BillyBob's tutorial on passive control, and suggested to the guard "the wall was turning orange from the sunset". There was no sunset, but at the second I finishing telling that to the guy a blazing sunset appeared at the horizon. "I've made it."

But that last achievement was a bit too much for me. As soon as I saw the wall I wanted to change turning white to shade-of-purple to orange, I felt the whole context dissolving around me and my bed under my chest. "Crap", I thought to myself.


I got up from bed, hysterical from getting the lucid AND vivid dream at the first shot. I went to tell my mother, but she was still asleep. "Odd", I thought, "She might get late for work." But I was afraid to forget my dream, so I ran to the computer to type it down. Luckily I had forgotten to turn it off the previous night, so I went right to typing.

Except I didn't. I couldn't read. There were a series of jumbled, partially-coherent error messages on the screen.


Then I woke up.

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This was a very intense experience for me. I've been up for hours and I'm still excited about it.