lucid

16/1/2015 (fri)

Before 6.30am
ND "The Rift in the Dark Lake"
My sister and I are swimming, but not in a normal pool. It seems the lake is surrounded by a forest, and it is night time. The water is murky from the surface, but once you dive there are amazing glowing rocks on the bottom of the pool. We play some kind of game - hide and seek maybe. My sister can hold her breath almost infinitely, whilst I, not lucid, must repeatedly return to the surface for air.

Bored of my sister vanishing for so long at a time, I start splashing and making lots of noise. My sister returned to the surface and at the side of the pool she started making notes - the game was being scored. I thought we were just messing about playing. She docked me points for being noisy. I told her about my dive into the pool, claiming it worth the same amount of points, so my score wouldn't be negative.

Diving down for the one last time there is something different this time. Down amongst the glowing rocks is a tear in the universe - a rift that leads to another land. I try to reach it but feel my lungs bursting. It seems to get further away the more I try to reach it.

Disappointed, I return to the surface. My sister is now on the side of the pool and it's daytime. She shows me a plastic bag filled with tea bags, each one with a picture of an England team player printed on it. The dream ends before I can tell her about the rift.

6.30-7.30am
Short LD 337 "Confronting a Dementor"
There is a road with a queue of cars moving along it slowly, leading up to a roundabout. The amount of traffic seems too much for such a small, otherwise picturesque English country town. I am walking along the side of the road with AB, my partner. We are holding hands.

We attempt to cross the roundabout, dodging cars, and make it to the far side. The grass here looks so bright it is almost yellow. Beyond the grass is a small wood. It would be peaceful, but for the road behind. This line of thought makes me wonder if this is a dream. I RC by pinching my nose and breathing in deeply with no restriction.

I kiss AB's hand goodbye and then float up into the air, starting to fly. No distractions. I want to get another TOTY done, but am struggling to recall them. Up in the sky is a cloaked dark figure, looking slightly like a Dementor from Harry Potter. I boost my flying speed and hurtle towards the figure as he tries to avoid me. I grab the robe as he flies past and the form vanishes, leaving just an empty lifeless black cloak.

Down on the ground below is a scarecrow-like construction of wood and metal, some kind of golem but lifeless. One of the tasks required burning something... did it need to be something specific? Possibly. What were the other tasks?

Fairies. Something about a fairy ring... mushrooms. Seeing the forest I start flying towards it and land at the tree line. After a couple of moments searching I spot a ring of mushrooms. They look cool. A ring of the same variety of mushroom, but all different sizes, as if they are tiny people.

I remember reading someone else complete the task and decide to try and summon the fairies. When no-one shows, I shrink and try to enter the ring of mushrooms, but cannot, and the dream fades to black.

False awakening. AB and my friend NH are in the bedroom. They are trying to print something. It is very noisy. I grumpily tell them to go away, wanting to try and get another lucid dream in before the alarm. After 'failing' to get back to sleep, not realising that I still was, I find my phone and try to read the dreamviews tasks of the year post.

Instead I find a weird dream journal that another user has posted. Their dreams are about me. That's a bit weird. The name of the user is a mis-spelling of 'Jessica'. The dream entries, which mention me by my online alias 'obfusc8' rather than by name, are dated from before I even learned about lucid dreaming. Creepy.

Before working out that this is a dream, it ends.

Rather than get up and write notes, I attempt to chain it.

Short LD 338 "Mix and Match Aliens"
Darkness gives way to hypnogogics, and then a floating picture book appears. The pages contain a selection of drawings of heads, bodies and legs from various alien looking forms. I mentally flick through the pages, having no body yet - believing that the book would provide me with the body of whatever form got chosen.

I select a spikey tall alien and feel like the dream is about to form, but instead it fades.

13/1/2016 (tue)

Fragment
-Recall holding a rifle with a scope. In an enemy base. We capture enemy soldiers. I threaten people with the gun.

Fragment
-Victoria ag. My family are dying of syphillis, lying in beds. Covered in red sores and scars. There is a small boy who gets in trouble. The others order him to go stand facing the window. I make the others laugh about what he did and realise it was a joke, not malicious. They forgive him.

Short LD 335 "Back to Brighton"
I am lost in an unfamiliar city. There are overhead signs in the street. Roads filled with traffic. I am disorientated. This must be Brighton, which is where I went to university. I should probably go see what the sitation is, because I haven't been in a while. Maybe they will kick me off the course. (The course which I finished and graduated from several years ago.)

The streets lead to a pedestrianised shopping area. The university is just a few streets away. Sure enough, within a few minutes of walking I find the university. NH from work is with me, along with an unknown male DC. The entrance to the university is closed, but the reception desk is open. My awareness rises and I become lucid, however in the few moments that I gather my thoughts and try to work out what to do next, the dream fades to black and I wake.

Fragment
-Competition for a pair of motorbike boots. I put my hand up to show interest, but don't win them. My parents win a DVI cable, and Mum also gets a brown handbag thing.

14/1/2016 (wed)

ND -not posted due to freaky weirdness of the NSFW variety.

6.30-7.40am
Short LD 336 "Cloud Chimera"
A normal dream which I can't recall turns into a false awakening in a strange room. The walls are bright yellow. I get up and have this feeling that things are not right, thinking this must be a dream. The pinched nose RC 'proves' it to be a dream.

Seeing a dark window I phase through it and levitate smoothly down to the ground below, down a couple of floors. The area is dark and open and in the sky are storm clouds. I reach up and form the clouds into a chimera shape... well, it looks like a freaky cloud-goat-thing. I couldn't remember the other part of that TOTY. Behind the cloud-goat is a gigantic robot face formed also from the clouds. It looks like a Decepticon. I fly fast up into the sky, straight at the face. It becomes more sinister looking, but then I pass straight through it into darkness.

The black void continues. I think about creating a new world. It starts to rain heavily, and lightning flashes all around me. I continue flying, waiting for something more substantial to form, but instead the dream fades.

12/1/2016 (mon)

Before 4.20am
ND "Rain Catching"
Most of the dream is spent wandering around after a strung out guy who is making an art film about war. He shows me part of it which features flags on a wall in the shape of various countries, with war like slogans appearing over the top. It is shown using a holographic projector. The guy starts waving a net on a pole back and forth over the projected image.

The film skips to being about mass killings. The next piece is about someone killing everyone in a department store by coverinig the floor in rat poison pellets. I question this - wouldn't they have to eat the pellets to be effected? The video skips to showing hundreds of people lying dead on the department store floor, and a racoon-faced man with a beard laughing about it.

Then it turned out to be a flash-forward, or a possible future scenario. I am in the store and everyone is still alive. One of the employees opens a card and the others gather around to read it. They start discussing the card and the rat-poison killer.

The dream skips back to the strung out guy. He is waving the long net-on-a-pole back and forth under a gutter where rain is running down off a roof. Maybe he is trying to catch the rain in his net. I wonder if this is supposed to be some fancy analogy for war and how pointless it is. Then he gets rainwater in his eye and it blinds him. In panic he starts running through an alley between two buildings. He jumps over a footpath gate and runs away.

At this point a woman shows up and the plot goes kinda sideways. Basically, there are two women, one I really like but who isn't that interested in me (let's call her B), and one whom I don't really care about but am sleeping with to get information ('A'). Neither of them are AB, my RL partner, and there is no mention of her at all in the plot. A is part of a drug gang, making me some sort of undercover agent working for B.

Anyway, so while chasing after strung-out film guy, I bump into A. She seems in a good mood and invites me for coffee at a nearby cafe. She is normally broke but apparently has a large amount of cash, so I try to find out where it came from. She is evasive and won't tell me, despite a great deal of flirting, kissing and touching (with clothes still on 'cause we're in the cafe, although we are way beyond acceptable displays of public affection here... think drunken uni-house party behaviour). "Can't I just treat you, for a change?" She replies, getting tired of all the questions. I decide to back off for a bit.

Leaving the cafe and A, I head over to B's appartment because all the foreplay has left me feeling extremely horny. There are a couple of guys who look like wrestlers heading into the appartment next to hers. B walks up while I'm standing outside the door. Damn she's hot. She questions me about A, we make out for a bit then she opens the door. It leads straight into a bedroom. I lead her straight over to the bed, but a bee flies out and attacks me. I try to fend it off and wake up twitching and trying to slap the bee away from my face. It is a few moments before I realise that there is no bee.

4.30-6.30am
Short LD 334 "Star Power"
I flup through photos on my phone. There are some of me. Among the photos are videos of people dancing, and a young kid with shaving cream on his face.

My friends JR and ST are sitting with me in a bar, drinking. We chat about dreams and I recall a (fictional) awesome dream from the night after I saw them both last. JR fell up a grass bank, or something... I try to find the dream entry on my phone but have trouble with the phone being typically unusable in a dream.

The surroundings shift, placing me in an exam room with AB. All the desks are taken. I move a metal filing cabinet and cover it with a piece of wood to make a desk to work at. There are bags on the floor that I shove out the way. The exam involves a bag of 'Lucozade tablets'. They can be used to clean things? While trying to read the instructions I notice that the guy at the desk next to mine has undone his trousers and is playing with himself. :yuck:

It occurs to me how utterly absurd this all is. Must be a dream. I leave and head outside, finding a children's adventure playground on a grassy hill. It is night time. There are no clouds and the sky is filled with stars. I recall the challenge task and reach up to hold a star. It feels warm, like a lightbulb, yet sharp like a jagged stone. I gently close my hand on the star and absorb the energy from it. Opening my hand the star has disappeared from the sky.

The stars are now arranged in patterns. They look like magical symbols, or possibly Egyptian heiroglyphs. Nearby DCs are looking at me and asking what I'm doing.
"I have the power of the stars!" I laugh.
To demonstrate I repeat the earlier action of closing my hand around the brightest stars in the sky to absorb their power. I feel incredible, as if I just downed an energy drink and won X-fighters. What can this star power do? I try and unleash it as energy bolts and do a sort of Spiderman web shooting pose but nothing happens. Feeling a bit hyper and full of energy I do some parkour over the playground benches and climbing frames.

At this point I recall the phoenix TOTY and think about setting fire to something, but wake up instead.