Ophelia's Book O' Fun II

I was in a Red River type place that was actually in Kansas, with Matte and some other people I couldn't identify. We were tornado chasing, although on foot. Mostly it was just a nature hike because it was a clear, sunny day with no clouds whatsoever, much less tornadoes. So we caravaned to a large picnic that was set up for our lunch. It was a nice looong table, shaded by beautiful cloth gazebos in bright colors, which flapped slightly in the wind. I was kinda looking forward to sitting by Matte, because hello, muscles. But he sat down by some people and there were no empty chairs next to him. Bummer. I don't really remember eating, but I remember they were grilling burgers, and I saw the smaller table with burger add-ons, like slices of tomato, and red onion, ketchup and mustard etc. Anyway I was walking a bit past the table into a huge meadow, where the horizon was blocked by huge trees. Suddenly the wind blew alot harder, and I heard thunder and saw lightening. I looked up at the tops of the trees, and a tiny little dark gray cloud appeared, sparkling with little flecks of lightening. It was really cute, if such a thing could be called cute. Then a tiny little gray tornado formed just under the cloud, though it was really high up in the sky, and miles and miles from being close to touching the ground. I screamed "Tornado TORNADO!!!!!" and a group of people rushed toward where I was standing. I immediately did the finger through palm RC, the one I always do when I see a tornado in dreams. Which is gay because it nearly always fails. It failed once more, and I thought to myself, "Well, I guess THIS time it's for real." Then I remembered how I ALWAYS say that, and it's NEVER real. So I just said "You know what, fuck it I MUST be dreaming." And then the fact that I realized this cloud was completely silly, and Matte, a guy from Sweden whom I've never met, was in Kansas with me, hunting tornadoes, confirmed that I was dreaming. I felt like I didn't really care that much. Don't know why. So I didn't really do anything special. I just kept watching the sky with the others. The little cloud sauntered along the sky, all by itself with it's little tornado tail. I said "That thing's too small to reach the ground." Other people muttered "yeah, lame." So we just walked off to continue the day nature hiking instead. As I turned to walk toward the trail, Matte grabbed my hand. So we held hands the rest of the way. Also there was a big hug in there somewhere, but I can't remember if it was before or after the tornado.

I'm laughing as I'm typing this because it's so gay!!

I was at the rec center, waiting for Danny and the kids to join up later. It looked bigger and fancier. Anyway, I hadn't even made it to the treadmill when a really handsome, muscular, full-of-himself guy had his eyes on me. He was flirting with me, and had that look on his face like "Yeah baby, I know you're loving the attention." I wasn't lucid, so I just kept resisting him because I didn't' want to cheat on Danny. Epic Fail. So the Dude asked me to spot him, something like 240 pounds worth of barbell. I said "I can't do that, it's too heavy." He said "Suuuure you can, come on." I felt helpless, like, truly. I didn't want to do anything that would get me into trouble, but I couldn't resist helping this guy. I managed to actually do it right, and he did some reps. Jesus help me. Then he suddenly grabbed these medieval looking wrought-iron lances with 4 prongs at the end from the back of the workout bench, and began chucking them at people walking by, nicking the top of one girl's fishing rod that she was carrying. I guess they were supposed to be for barbarian style target practice. I screamed "What the fuck man!?" He said "What, did I hit that girl?" I said "Very nearly! You hit her fishing pole!" He said "Oh well." and laughed a little. When he was done with his reps, he took my arm and took me into a conference room. He wasn't rough or forceful, but he was being kinda pushy, and grabbed me around my waist, asking for a kiss. I said I can't, I'm taken. He said "Why, what's he gonna do about it?" I said "He'll beat your ass!!" Though deep down, I was a bit scared, because Dude was waaaay bigger than Danny. I suddenly turned my head and looked out the window, where I saw Danny and the kids pull up in the car. I said "Oh shit." So this time I grabbed Dude's hand, and ran toward the dining area, pulling him behind me. I left Dude there while I went to meet Danny and the kids. As I tried to walk away from him, he was still holding my hand and wouldn't let go, and I think I was doing the same. Bad Ophelia. I finally let go, or he did, and I went out the front door and saw my family. Chris ran up to me, then did a fake out as I tried to hug him, then he came back and I gave him a hug and swung him around. Then I went to jump up into Danny's arms like I do sometimes, but he pointed to his leg and said, "I can't, it's injured." I went up and kissed him, then said "Of ALL the times you should have told me not to jump into your arms, this was NOT the time." Because I knew Dude was watching all of this. I was hoping that him seeing me with my family would deescalate things. When we went inside, Dude was standing there, with his arms crossed, looking at Danny as if it was some kind of showdown!! I got scared, I've never seen Danny fight before, but he did win Tae Kwon Do tournaments, and has some MMA training. Still... this Dude was BUILT. I explained to Danny that Dude had been hitting on me, and Danny just looked pissed. They talked a bit, but I guess worked it out, I dunno. I was just ready to leave because the situation was uncomfortable, and I was having trouble resisting this Dude. He was so sexy and fearless! I have a memory gap, but later I remember being in the dining area, sitting next to Dude. And before I was ready to get up and leave, I stuck my hand down the back of his pants and grabbed his bare butt cheek. Then I looked around real quick to make sure Danny didn't see.

What the fuck I would never do that in real life. Of course, Kraid ruthlessly manipulated me into sending a racy PM to a guy but that's a completely different thing.

Non-lucid Chain: W-vacuum-noodlephoto-funeralnotice-Claudia-$5buttdress-Rammsteinspikedhair.

Non lucid part:

Came back to add the non lucid stuff based on that ^^. It's my new form of remembering dreams when I'm still in bed, waking up now and then, so I don't have to actually get up and write in a jjournal, whereby waking myself up too much. I call it "Linking Dream Topics."

Ok the first and worst, the vacuum. I dreamed that I was at work, and I went to the meat department. I was looking for the ATL from seafood, oddly enough. And he was there. So I found him and followed him to the back of the meat department. Looked much different than in real life. It was huge and dark and deep and cavernous. As I followed behind him, I saw all kinds of strange devices, including a vacuum type apparatus that was used to suck out the eyeballs out of the lambs before processing the rest of the carcass. I remember seeing some eyeballs still in the clear tubes attached to the vacuum. They still had eyelids and some were still trying to blink somewhat.

Later, I had a dream that really seemed to be in Red River again. I remember walking to the end of one of those mountainous, dusty roads, and there was a huge trailer. It was a film developing studio. For some reason, I thought it was extremely cool that it was what it was, and went inside. It was full of asians, and one offered me a bowl of noodles while he developed my film (that I didn't know I had). Best. Noodles. Ever. I remember them being egg noodles, the lo mein kind that I saw them make on Sesame Street once. I remember tasting toasted sesame oil, and there was thai basil and other vegetables. The whole dish was reminiscent of thai curry. I was just going at it with chop sticks until the dream changed again.

Margaret from Highland Park finally kicked it, and I was supposed to write the eulogy. I kept procrastinating it until I saw other TLs at the graveyard, all complete with eulogy papers on their tombstones. So I stressed over writing one.

Then some stress about getting a dress. I could only use $5, but the dresses were $100 or more. Then Claudia was wearing one and her normally fat squarish butt suddenly looked really round and bulbous. And I thought on the fact that I never noticed the bouncy bulbousness, which was REALLY apparent under the thin fabric of the dress. Hoppity hop hop hop..

Dream changes to the Rammstein concert I went to in 2001, just 1 month after 9-11. I was amazed they let me fly from my El Paso gig to Dallas for the concert. In real life I met them, and in the dream I did too. Only this time, Til didn't cover his 'do. Me or someone said "Oh your spiky hair looks like a porcupine." And he had a gruff remark.

So I set my alarm to go off at 11:15am, because I had #DVA at 11:30. When it went off, I resigned myself to not having any lucids, and just hit snooze to sleep stress-free for 5 minutes. Then I had an FA and got up to go to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror at my teeth. There was an unusual gap in between them, like the tooth had gotten chipped a little. I have a tiny filling there in real life, so I thought maybe the filling got knocked out or something. I thought, damn.. I really need to make a dentist appointment and get this fixed. I touched the gap and little flakes of tooth(?) wiped away. I got worried, like maybe I was losing a chunk of tooth or something. But when I wiped it away completely, the gap was gone and my teeth were normal again. I was relieved, and stepped back from the mirror a bit to look at my whole reflection. My lips looked really weird now.. like just, not mine. Not the same size or shape or anything. So I said, waaaiiiit a minute, this is a false awakening! I looked at my eyes really close, and sure enough, the irises were milky green, and no pupils. So I left the bathroom went to the bedroom door, where Daisy and Bella were sitting there, looking up at me. They are NEVER in my room. I just said "Hey doggies" and they wagged their tails. So I left the room and started down the hall. I knew at this point that I only had a few minutes, because I knew I had hit the snooze button in real life, and it was only for 5 minutes. And I had no idea how long I was in the bathroom. As I went down the hall, it got darker, and one eye went blind. I lifted my hands and the other eye went dimmer. I just kept walking down the hall, waving my hands and clapping, but everything looked like a big brown out. I wasn't waking up, so I just kept going. FINALLY, I ended up in a livingroom that wasn't my house. But Chris was there, playing and watching TV. Everything was much brighter and stable. I knew I didn't have much time, and I was feeling randy as usual, so I started to leave to look for an adult. I felt for my stuff as usual, and at one point it turned into a foot temporarily, but I fixed it lol. Then I woke up from the alarm before attempting anything.

I should have just utilized those 5 minutes to attempt the TOTM, since I was right there at the damn mirror anyway. But I forgot about it. Balls.

Another odd DEILDy-DILD. I say DEILD quite loosely alot, because they usually happen when I have a DILD straight out of a FA, followed by a chain of mini lucids. Only lately, I haven't had the chaining so much, so really it's just a DILD. But I like to think positive, and assume that it *would have been* a DEILD, that just got cut short after the initial lucid.

Great, now that I got all that cleared up I had another odd DEILDy-DILD early this morning. Danny went off to work at 5am, and I went back to sleep. I had an FA where I thought I woke up briefly when Danny used the bathroom and came back to bed. He seemed irritated by something, and came back to bed and rolled over to back to sleep in a huff. Then I realized we were on the wrong side of the bed, usually I sleep on the right, now I was on the left. I thought to myself, hrmmm... I could be dreaming. And didn't he just leave for work? I reached down and felt around, and sure enough, I had boy parts. I decided I wanted to fiddle with myself a bit, but I was worried about DC Danny waking up and being irritated. So I moved really slowly. There's also that eternal fear that any movement I make in my dream bed could be mirrored in real life. In retrospect I think it's ridiculous, but during the LD, the fear of moving for real and losing lucidity is sometimes too powerful. I need to break this habit. So I grabbed myself, and I felt an odd bulbous thing on the side of my thing. It felt like a small orange. I thought, I'll just smooth that right out, and I did. Then DC Danny moved a bit, like he knew what I was trying to do. So I tried to be quieter and more discreet. Again, it felt like it was someone else's thing attached to me, no real nerve endings or proprioceptors like in that last one. I just kept going anyway, until I either lost lucidity or woke up or both.

Weening off 5-HTP.

So since the kids are out of school, I set my alarm for 6:55am and 7:15am, as if it were just another school day. Danny came home off his night shift at 7:15 as usual, then went to take a shower. I fell asleep before he got back, for which I am glad. This usually sparks the biggest FA/lucid opportunities for me. Because he doesn't always work night shifts when I'm off. So I'm not always trying to get to sleep when he takes an early shower. The point I'm making, when he comes back to bed after the shower, I'm not sure if I'm dreaming it or not, so it's an excellent opportunity to try and determine if I'm having a false awakening or not. So....

Danny comes back to bed and lies down. I turn over to look at him, and he's looking at me with the most ridiculous smile. Not a, "Hey baby, you want to?" smile.. more like a "My face is frozen in The Joker expression" smile. I just kinda touch his face and push his head down on the pillow. He just obliges and lies back, staring at the ceiling with the same creepy expression. If only I could screencap these things for him. Anyway, I was filled with that temporarily disorienting feeling of "I'm dreaming!" and went through my usual thing of carefully getting out of bed, feeling every movement to make sure I wasn't getting up for real, losing lucidity and therefore ruining the dream.

Here's where things get odd.. I don't remember losing lucidity and getting it back, but I must have, because the next thing I remember is being in the backyard of an unfamiliar house. It was nighttime and winter.. lots of snow on the ground. But I didn't appear here instantaneously.. I feel there's a gap in my memory. Only thing I can think of is I lost lucidity, then DILDed and got it back, but forgot reattaining the lucidity. So weird. Anyway, it was so beautiful out, and clear. The air was still, and quiet. There were two old fashioned lamp posts, one on my right, and one on my left. And there was a full moon to my right, occasionally disappearing and reappearing from behind tall, black pine trees. Then I heard a horrible sound, like some flying predator diving and screeching, grabbing its prey, then returning to flight. There was so much flapping and unholy animal like screeches. I was lucid so I wasn't scared, just really curious! I stepped off the porch onto the snowy ground, and looked to the sky. It was hard to see because it was so dark, but I could make out something really high up, with giant black wings, that reflected the cold blue moonlight. I just knew it was a Ring Wraith on a fell beast. I screamed "NAZGUUUUUUL!!!!!" and it swooped down near me, then back up into the air again. I was filled with the excitement and desire for it to swoop down and grab me with its claws, then take me flying to god only knows where. I kept screaming for it, and it kept swooping down close to me so I could see it, but it never took me. I started to get blind in one eye again (I think disappointment triggers lack of clarity in my LDs.. just a hypothesis). But I noticed that it helped if I stood in such a way that the trees blocked the moon and the lamp posts. I lifted my hands to where I could see both of them, and I began snapping my fingers back and forth. I did that because I wanted to incorporate at least 3 senses in my stabilization technique: seeing, feeling and hearing my fingers snapping. Things got really clear again, but I woke up right after.

The one before about me being a mistress. Non lucid. We lived in this beautiful celebrity mansion. The man was a famous black dude, can't remember if it was for movies or sports or what. I was his mistress. The big, beautiful wonderful awesome bedroom belonged to his little blonde wifey (bitch), and he and I just hung out and slept in the entertainment room. Which was a freaking movie theater basically. We were watching something on TV, and I was settled on the floor, while he was on the couch, both of us dozing off, or so I thought. I felt something tap my ear, and it was the guy, fucking with me. I remember thinking that I didn't want to have sex, just like the assistant manager dream from the other night. And another thought that doesn't go here.

Later I went looking for my room. I assumed that's what I was doing. I was misssssserable. But I saw this amazing bedroom. It was so incredibly high up, and had beautiful, opulent furniture. Like the bedroom in the Zeffirelli rendition of Othello and Desdemona's bedroom. It overlooked the sea... like WOW it overlooked the sea. Then the shitfuck blonde came into the room and said it was hers. I was sooooooooooooooooooooo depressed lol. Then a few minutes later I found out she was sleeping with Ted Danson. Some drama later then I woke up.

I remember being so stressed about sofie and ziggy, because of the carpet. I detest carpet.

And then, Aaron dream.. I just, don't want to expand upon this.

And one the other night where I went to a vending machine to get my starving family a single bag of chips, but when I opened the swingy door part, there were bags upon bags of junk food: chips, honey buns, chocolates... the machine had just upchucked way too many, so I grabbed it all.

I randomly became lucid when I was in this tall office building. I honestly can't remember how I became lucid, but I immediately left the one office I was in, to go outside and play. I wish I had remembered to do the 5-sense technique that Hyu and I had talked about yesterday. I didn't need it for stabilization, everything was nice and clear. I just wasn't very focused on anything, other than getting out of the building. So I think things went kinda fast and I wasted the dream. Still, I'll post everything I remember. As soon as I opened the door, I entered the stairwell of the building. I could see EXIT signs, perfectly neon green, with odd clefts down the center. Like someone had tried to bend them in half. They still worked fine though. So I went down one flight of stairs, and reached a hallway which appeared to be the bottom floor. On either end of the hallway were doors with EXIT signs above them. There was a small window on each door that I could see sunlight spilling in from, so I knew it would take me right outside. I just needed to choose left or right. I went right, and opened the door: an identical stairwell as the last. I repeated all that and chose the right door again. Same thing. This happened 3 or 4 more times before it dawned on me to go LEFT. As I headed toward the left door, I noticed that something had eclipsed the light coming in the window of that door. It was a person! I got scared, I don't know why. The door opened and a creep asian dude came toward me slowly. I shrieked, but not in a scared way exactly. More like you shriek when you're playing chase with someone, and they suddenly get you. So I started running away backwards up the stairs, and he kept following. I kept screaming and laughing, and he backed me into an office room. I'm still lucid at this point, but too wrapped up in this game to change anything about it. Oh well. So he's coming toward me, and I'm backing up against the wall, but I'm having horrible dizziness and coordination. He's holding an overturned martini glass, and starts pushing it toward my face, smiling mischievously. I just flick at the glass with my fingers, to get it out of my face, when he flips it over, and it fills with a green martini or something. And he says "Ta-da!" Before I could even say dah fuq, I woke up.

I've noticed lately that I'm having these random DILDs at the same time I would be having my previous DEILDs. I noticed that when I wake up and go back several times like I always did, I'm not remaining still. I open my eyes, and turn over, trying to get comfortable, and part of the reason I'm doing this is because it's getting so hot now. I'm going to get another fan and see if that helps. Not that DILDs are bad, I just prefer DEILD's.

Woah I've been naughty with the dream journal. Naughty as in not posting my non lucids. Bad ophelia.

Anyway, I was attempting my (formerly) usual DEILD, and there were just too many things waking me up... coughing kids dogs .. it's a holiday today. So around 10:30am, after yelling at Chris to let the dogs back inside because they were barking, and all but giving up on the DEILD, I began to drift off. Then I can't tell if this was real or not, but I heard the sound of a car hitting its breaks, and it lasted unusually long. Like 10 seconds maybe. I just kept listening, waiting for the car to stop screeching and be ok, or hear a crash. I heard a BIG BIG crash! I remember feeling sooo heavy and lethargic, and I wanted to get up and go check for hurt people. Almost felt like sleep paralysis, but not quite. I went straight into a dream, but didn't realise it. I was still thinking of the crash though, and found myself talking to my boss, Claudia, about it at work. So there I was in the bakery, and we were all "Ohhh, did you hear that wreck?" And she started to say something about some regional bakery members in reference to the wreck, but it made no sense. I said "Wait, what? Say that again?" And she just walked off toward her computer. I thought for a second, "That made no sense. I JUST heard that car wreck from my bedroom, but now I'm at work?" DOH! Lucid.

So the dream immediately went all snowy, but I remained calm. I followed Claudia, asking her to wait and talk to me. Hoping that would stabilize things a bit. I could barely see, so I was just following her in my mind, since i know that bakery like the back of my hand. I looked at my hands incidentally, couldn't see much through the technicolored snow. But I could hear and feel around just fine, so I went with that. I made it to Claudia's desk, and sat on the floor for some reason, trying to get her to tell me more about the wreck. Nothing. I stood up, and my vision came back. Now it was Chris on the computer, and he handed me a post-it with some writing on it. "This is the grocery list Mommy." The only two words on the list were: carrots, frosting. I laughed and said, "Oh, so you want carrot flavored frosting?" He said "Nuh uh, ewwwww." And for a split second i was going to indulge this part of the dream, and go shopping around the store for damn carrots and frosting. But then clarity hit me again, and I said, "No I want to play!" So I went down the back hall towards prepared foods department, hoping to find on of the hot chefs that work there. I felt the front of my jeans, and sure enough I had big boy parts. I got to the kitchen but it was empty. So I just messed with myself for a bit. Something I don't think I've ever mentioned before, but when I feel it, it doesn't exactly feel like it's mine. Like it's attached to me, but I don't get alot of sensation. It still turns me on, like if I were touching another guy, but still not the same. So I had the thought to lick my hand. That changed everything. (If this is getting to be too much, stop reading. I'm trying to be vague, but still.) It's like I woke up a non-existent proprioceptor, in a non-existent fallace. A true phantom nerve.. except usually people feel that when they've lost an appendage, not when they've never had it to begin with. Small detail, but noteworthy nonetheless. Then I noticed my assistant manager appear in the kitchen. We'll call him E. Now I've dreamed about him before. I don't particularly like him, but if I were single and desperate. And possibly drunk. And if it was dark, then I might do it once. At any rate, lucid desperation also counts for something, so I said "Yoh E, come here." He was rushing around and said "Ok, gotta do something first, brb." I said "No you don't, COME HERE." So he did a 180 and ran into my arms. Felt incredibly real, like I was really holding someone. I remember the feeling of his shirt, it was this ribbed black polyester, but was flowy and breathed nicely. Vision was still a bit snowy, but I was 100% going on physical sensations now. He went straight for my neck, and started biting it in a really sensual way. Fuck yeah. I told him to grab it, and he started jerking it really fast. I was in heaven. He kinda stopped for a second, as if he wanted to go ahead and have sex, but I said "No no, keep going.." He did. Dream faded. Woke up.

Still don't know if that car crash was real or not. I went outside but I didn't see anything. Cool dream.

Haven't been DEILDing much lately, not sure why. I'll WBTB, sleep and wake up a couple times like normal, get the vibrations, hell I even learned how to induce the vibrations, but I either wake up from the vibrations, or manage to slip into a nonlucid. Oh well, I've been having random DILDs so I guess I can't complain. Also, I was bad and didn't journal the ones I had sunday and monday, and I forgot them. I know that they were short though. The DILD I had this morning was better:

After a gross non lucid dream about my assistant manager, I was dreaming that I was messing around with our Xbox kinect. I was doing that thing my son always does in real life, where he goes to our xbox live accounts, and gives all our profile avatars a makeover. So I was browsing through the different females, and hair colors and so forth, and I noticed there were a ton mroe options than usual, and they looked less cartoony and more realistic. I suddenly became lucid, but my mind was really set on creating a female avatar. I just kept thinking to myself that since this is just a dream, I can make a real woman and make her come to life. Just like Pygmalion! Or Weird Science, take your pick. At any rate, I was thinking black hair and blue eyes originally, but something pushed me to make her tall, blonde, blue-eyed, and a very regal looking blue gown. She looked very much like that blonde I chased around in that one DEILD. Except this lady was taller. I made her like 6'0", no idea why. She was like a damn barbie doll, but real. Satisfied with my creation, I clicked on a button at the bottom of the screen that said "Train Station." Apparently that's where you go pick up your creation.

So I went out the front door and immediately I was standing at an old fashioned train station. A train pulled up, looked like something from the late 19th century. People started filing off the train, and I could see the blonde. I suddenly became extremely aware that I was a 5'8" woman, but I did NOT was us to be lezzies. So I made myself into a tall male just in time for her to get off the train. She looked impossibly beautiful. I'm impressed that my mind could create something like this. I remember she was carrying a small suitcase. Not important, just saying. She walked up to me and said hello. I just put my hand on the back of her neck, and pulled her in for a kiss. It was a really really long kiss, and it felt really good, but we didn't use tongue for some reason. Maybe they didn't back in the 1800s lol. When I pulled away, I noticed she looked like she might have a fever. I touched her forehead and it was hot and a little sweaty. She said she didn't feel good. So I picked her up all romantic movie-style, and walked into the train station, willing the doors to open to a hotel instead of a station. I carried her into a room and tucked her into the bed. She looked more comfortable, but sometimes she looked more cartoony, I don't know. Back and forth a little, like she wasn't always clearly real looking. I went to the bathroom to get a cool washcloth, and I randomly looked into the mirror. I'm glad I did this because I was getting a bit too lost in the dream. I saw my reflection, but I was a really hot looking guy. Dark wavy hair and dark eyes. I did one of those James Bond faces and stifled a laugh haha. I'm glad this happened, because it really crisped up the dream. Things looked more clear, and I didn't feel as compelled to be so caught up in the story. Like I could just abandon this whole thing and look for something else to do. Still, I went to the bed to check on the blonde, and it was amazing. She was crystal clear, 100% human looking. She didn't look sick anymore, and she looked up at me and smiled. I put my hand on her cheek and just stared at her. I remember thinking I wanted to have sex with her so bad, but I didn't want to if she was still feeling ill. Why do I get so wrapped up in these DCs. Now I know how some of you guys get completely stupid and unfocused when you have a hot blonde girlfriend. Anyway, the last thing I remember is my hand on her beautiful face, then I woke up.

Typing out this dream seems like it was really long, but it probably spanned only about 15-20 minutes. Still kinda cool.

Ok I've been having some trouble with the DEILD Demon the past few days, so I talked with oreoboy about it and he had the idea that maybe he is trying to help me. Yeah, I laughed too. No kidding, but seriously, seeing how DD is just part of my subconscious (and often a hurdle to overcome during the vibrations phase of DEILD transitioning), perhaps oreoboy was right. This transition should be a time where I am calm, even my dreamself. Let the vibrations and overall creepiness of DD's presence just be something I endure passively, and I should hopefully slip easily into the lucid dream from there. It's hard because right after the vibrations is where I feel his presence, and I'm technically lucid at that point, because I can see, feel, hear him, and interact with him in a dreamstate. My real body is asleep and not moving. So to resist the temptation in interact with him in some way: touch, punch, kiss, sex, kick-in-the-face, is hard because it's MY DREAM. But seeing as how lately, he's been growling at me, biting me, keeping me from transitioning into the dream, and in an increased state of SP, I thought it wouldn't kill me to try oreoboy's less-is-more approach. So I did this morning and it worked!

I chained several times, so my recall might be out of order, but here goes. I was snoozing on and off after my usual 7:30am WBTB, but I noticed I wasn't getting my vibrations. So one time when I woke up, possibly around 8:30am, I MADE myself enter the vibration stage. I have this weird little switch that I can turn on to make it happen if I'm tired enough, hard to explain. That's for another time. So I felt DD come up behind me and wrap his arms around me and grab my hands as usual. I tried to snuggle in a little closer (BAD OPHELIA), and he started to growl a little bit, so I stopped. I didn't move. That lasted a few seconds and I woke up. So I went back to the vibrations again, felt him again, this time I said I was sorry (AAAAuuuuuughhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), and he spoke softly, but it sounded like a demonic chant, kinda mixed with a middle eastern language. I was like, okkkkk. Then I woke up, went back to it, felt him again, didn't move. This time I asked him "Don't get mad, but can I ask you your name?" This time he said, in English, "I have several names, in several languages." He started naming them off one at a time, and I repeated it each time, trying my hardest to make a mental note of each one so I could remember them when I was awake. The only one I remembered was Julio lol. I know he had an italian one, and I remember repeating it, and I remember it was beautiful, but balls! I can't remember it. Then another time we went through the same thing, and I asked him where he was from, he said that the next time, I need to bring this special kind of map and he would point it out to me. Haha so I said "Why can't I just pull up google maps on my laptop real quick, and you can just point it out?" I think I just woke up from that as well. Finally, the last time we repeated the cycle, he said he was horny. Figures.. he just wanted a complacent woman. Anyway, the scene changed from my bed to the backyard, and it was fall, with the wind blowing different colored leaves all around. He got on top of me, and I could see what he looked like: young, tan skin, brown eyes and brown messy hair, his teeth were a little less sharp than they were the other day. Not the most handsome guy in the universe, but not at all bad. He wore no shirt. He took his pants off, but didn't need to take my clothes off. He's magical I guess I remember seeing the details of his muscular back and shoulders, and my legs wrapped around his waist. Very cool. After the sex, he said "See, look how hot and sweaty you made me."

I wanted to say "Well duh, that's because you're a demon." But experience taught me to bite my tongue lest it be bitten.

My lucids have been brief and hazy ever since I got this cold. I keep coughing which wakes me up too much in between REM cycles, making DEILDing nearly impossible. But I still get random DILDs, so neh, I can't complain.

This morning I slept in, and i had a dream that I was in one of the large bathrooms at SMU Meadows School of the Arts. (In real life, it's a long bathroom with tons of sinks, long mirrors, and even showers at the end. I would use them alot when I was at SMU because it was close to the dressing rooms, and really convenient before and after performances and rehearsals.) The weird twist though was I was in the MEN'S one. (Kinda backwards now that I think of it, because I remember my gay guy friends always hung out with ME in the women's one irl lol). Anyway, I was just leaning back on one row of sinks, watching these two guys chitchat with eachother. I noticed one of them was a friend of mine from a few years ago, named Jake. I'm just watching them talk, and suddenly I think to myself "Why am I in the men's room?! DOH! Lucid." So I took my friend Jake's hand and we went outside. (In real life, Jake had been badly burned as a child, all over his chest and stomach. He had extensive skin grafting, so the skin was all wrinkled and off colored. I always felt bad for him, he was such a nice guy. But he had a good attitude about it. He never let it get him down, and it didn't stop us from doing it once, and he was comfortable enough to take his shirt off and let me see and feel the scars.) However, since I was aware this was a lucid dream, I told Jake that I was going to make the scars go away. I conjured up a jar of cream, and started rubbing it all over his chest. It didn't really work the first time, so I did it again, and really worked the stuff into his scars. It made like 90% of it go away, he only had a little bit around his collarbones. I woke up right after that. Balls. I could have gone for another round for old time's sake.

So bad about keeping up lately. Last 4 days or so:

1. My usual 7:30am WBTB this morning. I had a DILD where I was experimenting with a DC (Sign Bob) but lost lucidity when we kissed and I closed my eyes! Bad ophelia.. closing eyes in a lucid is the kiss of death for me. But I had fun looking in mirrors, touching things, making things brighter. All in all not bad.

Prior to the random DILD, I was attempting DEILD like I usually do. I felt the usual vibrations, then the sensation of something coming up behind me, lying on top of me, sliding his arms around me and grabbing my hands. At one point we were kissing, and I could feel sharp teeth on top and below my tongue. I knew it was the DEILD Demon, and I was so sure he was about to bite my tongue off lol. Even though I know it isn't real at the time, the sensations are still strong enough that it feels real. And having my tongue bit off would hurt, and I don't want it setting up my subsequent lucid experiment badly. Anyway, he didn't bite my tongue off. But I broke the kiss and looked at him, and he looked just like a vampire, teeth and all. Kinda hot actually. But when I reached to touch his face, he bit my finger. I just.. never learn. So I said, Nooooo, noooooo, no biting, and he let go. Danny was in bed with me asleep in real life, and one time that DD lay on me, we were both on top of Danny's arm, which was kinda weird hehe.. the 3 of us in the same bed. Then another time, I had a FA where I saw a creepy doll on Danny's pillow. I suspected it was DD, so I flopped over on Danny and knocked the doll onto the floor. I thought I really woke myself and Danny up in the process, and I apologized. Forgot to ask Danny this morning if I actually flopped on him or not lol. Well next time I'm going to try the less is more approach that oreoboy and I discussed. Whatever DD does, I'm not going to try to manipulate the transition in anyway, and maybe it will go alot smoother next time.

2. Not much of an LD, there was a short one but I didn't write it down so I forgot it. But I had some nasty SP where some creep was going to turn me into segment 2 of the next human centipede. He had already picked the one to be the front: a young fat kid that he just kept feeding french fries to, to keep him from being scared and calling for help. I partially awoke right as I heard whispering in my room, and amongst the many voices I heard the creep tell me that it was time for my butt surgery. I could tell I was in my room when I heard this, and in some pretty bad SP. I knew I was lucid, so I forced myself in an upright position, and yelled back "No it's NOT!!!!" and woke up. I started to drift off again, and felt the vibrations come on, only there were more of those whispering voices accompanying it. Couldn't make out anything they said, but at least there was no more talk of sewing me, ass to mouth, to anyone. The rest of the night was really uncomfortable. Hard to sleep again, and I had to get up for work at 6:30. That was the most weird thing, I had this experience at around 4am, but I had gone to bed at around midnight. I never have WBTBs lead to lucid experiences after only 4 hours of sleep.

3. Was having an odd sort of relationship with OldSparta and limitless. I just kept on kinda, going back and forth between the 2. And the scenery kept going back and forth between the beach and the dining bar at work. I was talking to OldSparta at the dining area, and that triggered lucidity (because I realized I had never met him or seen him in real life.) The scene immediately went back to the beach, and I grabbed his hand and pulled him down the beach a bit. I had plans but I woke up.

4. I'm pretty sure Dark_Merlin and I went to prom together. Nice tux. Bad hair.

New Dream Sign: sitting at the bar in the dining area at work. That's where I had both DILDs.

I don't know how I got so lucky, but I had WILD, than after waking up, several subsequent DEILDs. And the transitions were so quick and clean: Vibrations, no SP, quick HI, then instant lucidity. I'm gonna blame the 5-HTP since I've been taking it more regularly. And possibly jusdt more awareness. I had maybe 4 or 5 DEILDs. I honestly lost count, since I don't write them down until I'm fully awake. I might remember some of the events out of order, but I'll write everything I can remember. I had a damn blast!

I woke up at 7am for my usual WBTB, but I have a cold, and there were so many loud animals, that I wasn't able to fall asleep until around 9am. I would sleep and wake up alot, coughing, having vague dream recall but nothing specific. Then finally I woke up on my side, and as I drifted back to sleep, felt the vibrations. After a few seconds, my vision was filled with what looked like an early 1900's black and white documentary about automobiles. This little "movie" would fade out while my vision would fade in. And I could see my room. If I didn't know any better, it would have been an FA because it looked like my room exactly. But I could feel my eyelids closed. After a moment, I could see my room clearly, and knew I was lucid, and got up. It happened this way for each and every DEILD this morning. I felt like such a pro.

I'll have to fill in details later, but here's some highlights:

• Sex with Danny but we were both guys. I transitioned from the b&w movie thing and got out of bed. I had decent clarity, but I decided to look at my hands anyway. I remembered in an instant that another DV member mentioned that he/she noticed missing fingers during a lucid hand examination. Sure enough, I noticed fingers on my right hand disappearing one by one until I had a knuckly palm, and nothing more. I chirped and pulled my hand from view. Because it was ewwww. That's why I hate the finger/palm. It's so grody. Then I left the bedroom and went to the living room, Danny was lying back in a recliner that we don't actually own. I details details.

• I awoke, and instantly DEILDed into another lucid in the same way. I went straight into the kitchen this time, wanting to attempt lucid food. I opened my palm like I did the last time, trying to will a bagel to appear, as easily as I did the last time. A faint, bagel-sized outline appeared on my hand, then went poof. So I went to our pantry and tried eating some nuts, but they didn't have much flavor.

• I woke up again and went straight back into a lucid the same way. It's strange, I'm almost afraid that if I get out of my bed, that I will be getting up in real life, but I never do. Lucid is lucid. I left the bedroom, and went straigt out the front door. It was beautiful. I saw a courtyard in an Italian-style villa. There were lush gardens, bursting with freshly booming bougainvillea. There was a gazebo, with golden silk panels, and a woman sitting underneath, in a stunning dress made of seemingly endless layers of golden silk peau de soi. She had a gold, silken hat, and a golden lace parasol as well. She was looking down, reading a book, and I couldn't see her face. I remember Chris suddenly appearing beside me, looking only about half his age (he's 8 in real life). I said "Hey Chris, how old do yuo think you are?" He said "10." Haha ok then. I wanted to see who the lady was. I lifted the rim of the hat ever so slightly, and it was MY MOM!! She looked ticked off, like I had interrupted her. Never does that in real life. Still, I knew it was a dream so I played along for the giggles. I told Chris that she was his Nonny, and he wanted to take a picture. I thought "pointless!!!!" but I just told him that I didn't have my camera.

• I remember watching the dress rehearsal of a play of some sorts. It looked like it took place in the late 1800's, because they were all dressed like Little House on the Prairie folk. I was still feeling randy, because the dream with Danny didn't turn out quite right. So I eyeballed one of the lead characters, a pretty young blonde, and went up to her as I felt my gender adjust. She was all like "Noooooooo!" and started to run across the stage. So I went after her, darting this way and that. Some other characters on stage blocked her, and I grabbed her, lifting her up and carrying her off. I remember feeling intense compassion for her. I wasn't trying to be mean. She just... ran lol. When I was carrying her to a nearby table, she said, "I just want you to need me, not just want me." I said "Oh yeah, I need you baby." And I kissed her. To answer Alyzarin's earlier question more fully, I remember when I kissed her, some of my long hair got in the way for a moment, so I was still female me, just with a schlong. I remember french kissing her and it felt so incredibly wonderful. I got about halfway with getting her lovely dress off and then I woke up. Too many emotions I guess?

• Walked around in some really fancy mansions, taking note of the expensive, opulent furniture, wishing I could take it back to real life with me. In every DEILD, I would start out in my bed as usual, then leave the bedroom. But when I left the front door of the house, it was always another room that doesn't exist in real life. But it was always beautiful, full of ridiculously expensive furniture. At one point I remember remarking on a footstool, covered in cream colored silk peau de sois, or silk dupioni, with little flower buds embroidered on top in a symmetrical pattern. The Queen Anne legs of the stool were covered in cream colored silk suede, and when I picked it up, I wished I could take it with me. I knew it was just a dream stool though.

• I ate a bagel and cream cheese and could taste the cream cheese, but not the bagel so much. I can't remember the order of the DEILDs at this point, but I remember that this was the 3rd time trying. The first two attempts only produced a circle on my palm. But the 3rd time, a perfect egg bagel manifested itself on my right palm. I willed it to be toasted, and filled with cream cheese. It did, but when I took a bite, I only tasted the cream cheese. The bagel itself had the soft, light crunch of a New Orleans po'boy baguette, and not the chewy, eggy, savory voluptuousness of a proper Jewish bagel to which I am accustomed. But better than the last lucid bagel, which had nearly no taste whatsoever.

• I took Chris flying, then later swimming. I left the bedroom as usual after the same DEILD scenario, and I came upon another beautiful room in some foreign mansion. I thought to myself, in a haughty way, that I was having a kick ass time with this having DEILD after DEILD, that I decided to do something more constructive than chasing women. So I decided to try flying. The hard part was the fact that this room only had a window to get out. I was losing dream control. And Chris appeared again. So I asked him if he wanted to go for a fly. He said yes, so I put him, rather a reduced in size version of him, over my shoulders. I looked out the window, and it was a beautiful scene: something like the Mediterranean, though we were somehow stories above it. I looked down, and it appeared as though there was a wedding, or small scale sport going on, for there were several rows of white fold-up chairs facing the shore. I remember thinking to myself that even though I'm lucid, flying with Chris might be hard, because I'm used to flying low to the ground, and never with the weight of another person. And starting from so high up! I usually just run on the ground and get a few feet up. But I was tired of being a chickenshit, so we just made a leap of faith, and we landed right on top of those people in the chairs lol. They all grunted in disapproval, and I said, "I'm so sorry everyone, I didn't account for the difference in weight." I tried again and we bounced up into the air, miles above the Mediterranean shore. I can still see it in my mind. So beautiful. I could see villas along the outskirts. I went up and down, never quite falling, never quite losing control, just trying to keep from plummeting. I remember saying to myself, find a wind and use it. So I did. I was flapping, and feeling Chris's arms around my neck the whole time. He had reduced to quite the passive character at this time, which was good. Any feelings for my son can make me lose my grasp on lucidity.
  

• FINALLY I thought I'd get extra courageous and brave the dark, murky, lucid waters of my demented subconscious. After I was done flying above the sea, I decided to plunge down. I still had Chris on my shoulders though, so that probably made me too ambivalent. Still we went under. I wanted to get out immediately. Even in a lucid dream, I can't stand the thought of something happening to a Chris, even if it's just his DC version. But when we tried to get out, we ended up in a fat, metal tunnel, nearly full of water, and flowing nonstop. I felt along the water to the side of the tunnel, until I could feel it. Almost see it. I drew a wide rectangle with my fingers, hoping to contrive an escape window. When it formed, I opened it, only to find out that the tunnel was actually partially submerged under water. The opening began to fill up with water, and gobs of fish. So we floated above it all and i tried the same maneuver on the ceiling of the tunnel, hoping somehow that the top might be even a little above the water. Nope. I opened it, and not so much water, as tons of slimy fish plopped down, nearly smothering us. I felt along the walls of the tunnel, amidst millions of wiggling fish, and managed to find metal bars leading upward. I could feel Chris's tiny arms around my neck the whole time. I was always checking for that, even though I knew it was just a dream. Some fears take time I suppose. Still, all in all, it was a damn party.
  

I'll have to fill in more later as I remember it. And I'll add details. Some of them made me laugh when I woke up from them.

[edit] DONE! Took ages.

Initially this dream was non lucid. Though it's not that unusual for me to bounce between DILD and DEILD unintentionally. So Danny and I were on our staycation again, driving downtown, looking for 1200 Commerce Street. Somehow we ended up driving down the hallway of a building, looking for the address. I told him to, so that was my fault. We found it, but couldn't get there in the car until we got the car out of the building. But the exit door was much smaller than the door we drove in, and there was no way to turn the car around in the middle of the hallway, so Danny had to lift it up some stairs. To which I replied, "Good thing you started working out again." Lol.. I don't deserve him

At any rate, we ended up at the hotel, and he was doing god knows what, and I was on my laptop on the bed, on dreamviews. I was actually on IRC, chatting with OldSparta, ShockWave, Kraid, and Alex. And we were just shooting jibes back and forth, but I was having a really really hard time typing. The ! and ( were switched, so everytime I tried to type an exclamation point, I'd get parenthesis. And other oddities. One of them made a sexual remark about Danny, and I tried to type "Uh oh, Danny's tattoo is growing" (inside joke irl) but it was near killing me to simply type out D-a-n-n-y... then I went OHHH duuuuh, lucid. I got up, and now it was my own bedroom and I was alone. But everything was soooo bright and clear, for a change! No blindness or fuzziness or dizziness. I went to the window, but it wasn't my usual scene, the house was about 20 stories up in a skyscraper, over looking hills and dales. I thought wouldn't it be creepy if I touched the window and it vanished. So I did and it did. But I felt tethered, like on some kind of bungee cord. I kept swinging around different skyscrapers, going from window to window, looking for something to do. It was really disorientating, and I finally settled in an apartment because it had a pretty Christmas tree all lit up inside. It took me a while to get over the vertigo feeling of swinging around, then I finally stabilized. I was feeling a bit randy, and felt like having another good gender swap, so I looked around for someone hot. The living room was deserted, so I went to the bedroom door, and all 3 of my dogs appeared behind me, bugging the shit out of me. Took a minute but I pushed them away. I opened the door and there was a 60 year old woman in the bed. No. She woke up, and looked at me as I looked in the adjoining bathroom. I just told her, "Don't mind me, I'm just a little lost." She said ok and went back to sleep. I left the bedroom and headed toward the kitchen, where an ok looking blonde lady in her early 20's just entered. We exchanged "Hello's" then I popped back into the living room for just a second. (I don't want to be too vulgar here, but I gotta post this because it's soooo funny.) I pulled out my thing, then waltzed back into the kitchen to show the Blonde. She was busy putting something in the fridge, so I said "Hey, Look!" To which he replied "Oooooooo, that's just disgusting." I said ORLY? Then I told her to turn around and put her hands on the table, and she obliged. Some skipped details later, she was bending over all annoyingly, scratching an itch on her ankle, and I wasn't able to continue. Details details, I woke up.