lucid

Dream 1
I sat in a Restaurant or anything of that sort at the same table as a pretty girl. We were talking, until she suddenly grew scared and began to cry. I asked her if she was alright, to wich she simply replied 'No,' got up and ran. After what appeared to be a while I was walking around in a city and there met her, so I walked up to her and asked her what she had been afraid of. She then told me about some dude she kept on seeing and running after but never catching up to. All of a sudden she went stiff and pointed at someone with a dark green pullover walking on the other side of the street, signaling that was the guy she had referred to earlier. When he realized she had seen him he started running, so I took her hand and said "This time there'll be two of us running after him" and, letting her go again, began to sprint. The guy turned around and I could see his face, it looked somewhat asian. While running I thought that, if I were dreaming right now, running could get shortened quite a bit, so I performed an RC - wich was negative. I did not focus as much as I should have, so I may have just overlooked my ability to breathe through a pinched nose, I don't know what happened. It really bugs me. On with the story. At some point he stopped running, and turned to face us. I fought him, at first we were both armed with whiplike elastic strings, later we engaged in unarmed close combat. I did pretty well but ended up lying on the floor unable to move, having to watch him rape her. Note: I was constrained not by his body but by some invisible force. By this point three other girls had appeared who, despite beeing on our side, did not intervene and instead laughed at the guy mocking the poor girl for not beeing fun.
The next scenes have taken place (maybe among others) in a train, some form of coach and a park. I was talking now to all four of the girls who turned out to be two pairs of sisters who, alike the guy I fought earlier, had superhuman powers, and were organised in houses and hierarchies of siblings wherein the age determined the rank. I asked them how one could kill one of their kind since choking had not worked in the fight earlier, and was told that it had something to do with the sister one bit older.

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I have been rather busy the last few days and did not find the time to update this DJ. I will herein also publish the (from my point of view) most interesting dreams I have had in this period of time.

29.7. Dream 4/4
I successfully committed a DEILD, thus entering a room of wich I only perceived one wall: at the bottom, it consisted of large red bricks, seperated by a layer of wooden, rough-hewn beams from the top section, wich was made up of smaller bricks. I tried to feel the textures, succeeding at first with the wooden surface, later the large bricks, and finally the small bricks. At this point I was inside the dream entirely. I confirmed this by doing my usual Trio of RC's, after some time managing to poke my finger through my palm. While I attempted this, the Dream Scene must have changed to a sort of sandstone-town, all in a yellow-brownish tone. Here I attempted to fly by jumping up, managing in my third try to end up floating about 20m up in the air, however unable to control my 'flight'.

5.8. Dream 1/1
I was on some form of terasse, along with several women clad in bikinis. They were all rather thick with the exeption of one, and for some reason I knew them to be like a public harem. I tried to get the thin one's attention, but ended up having sex with another. This went on for a while, but slowly the dream began to fade, wich made me realize I was in a dream. Yet I could not stop the fading from happening.
I then awoke, though not in my bed but rather in the front hall of my grandmothers house, not really waking up but rather beeing suddenly set in a scene that had been going on for quite a while: Dream Journal entries the dream made up were pinned all over the place, in large handwriting with about 20 words on one A4-Page. One of my cousins and others whom I do not recall for sure, though I believe my brother was one of them, were reading through them, and I was painfully aware that one sheet of paper said plainly "I wanted to have sex with grandma." This nervousity may explain why I did not do an RC. From what I recall, the dream ended when the dreaded paper's content was read aloud.

Today
Dream 1
My family and I left something and went into a room where there were some little games like a circular racing track for model cars and a game where something was rotating quickly under a glass bowl wich crashed into an obstacle every turn, unless one pressed a button at the right time. I played this for a few turns, until an employee of the facility we were at came, was mad at the noise the machine made, and turned it off.

Dream 2
The same group as above were on our bycicles, trying to get somewhere. I meant to go another way than they, since I thoght it led to our goal faster, but my dad said something about 'as the crow flies' and thus convinced me. This is why we ended up off any road meant for bikes, deep in the forest and going up a steep hill.

Dream 3
I was in school where first we had a presentation on some theatre-related topic, after wich I was the only one personally given a coloured copy of the handout by my teacher. We were then given two hours to devise an improvisation on some piece in groups. A friend of mine, totally unrelated to this task, told me how he was drinking with some friends and how he had to calm his mother. This happened in the form of a narrated flashback. After that I returned to the room my group had set out to work in, wich however by now was no longer empty. Our class then went see a piece in the end of wich I knew the protagonist to accidentally shoot herself, wich was commented (and halted for this purpose) by a teacher I would totally trust to actually do this sort of thing. It turned out that, rather than shooting herself in the head, in this interpretation the protagonist merely woke up.

PS
All my lucid or nearly lucid dreams lately have been very low in terms of clarity and awareness. I should be glad about tips as to what I might do against this, preferably in waking life since in my dreams I am not even conscious enough to use any sort of stabilization techniques.