Puffin

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This is a dream added from a few months earlier.

It must have been my home city according to my subconscious, but it looked different. Although it had many similar buildings, there was a huge river running near the middle of the city, directly through it from one end to the other. I knew this before I actually took off and flew.

I started out in a restaurant; it was an Italian-style restaurant with burgundy walls, gold accents and thick gold trim snaking around the middle of the walls. There were only a few tables and chairs, even though the restaurant was a larger size. I walked outside after standing around for a little while and I saw my mother walking towards me. "Hey Puffin," she told me casually and waved, then walked closer and looked around a bit. "You're dreaming," she told me quietly.

I usually don't become lucid if a DC tells me that I'm dreaming, but this time I did. "Yes!" I exclaimed loudly and bolted away, completely ignoring any reaction my mother might have had. I attempted to push myself off the ground without the help of anything. I managed to get a quite a few feet, but I only floated for a few moments and then fell back to the ground on my back. Flapping my arms didn't help. I imagined being alright after the fall, even though in reality it would have hurt me, and I was okay; the dream didn't end.

I decided to summon wings, and this worked. I couldn't see them, but I could see the shadow of them as they appeared behind me. I managed to take off and began accelerating over the city, traveling faster and faster. I had to push myself every few seconds because the speed would start to wane, but it was okay. I looked down at the city, and I could see everything, including the empty areas around it. I then turned my attention to the sky, which was a dark blue. Nighttime.

I decided to try something different and instead of saying "increase daylight" or something similar, I poked my index finger out against a currently invisible interface. Then, a keyboard appeared, the keys transparent against the sky but each outlined with a white border. I didn't pay attention to what the keys said, but I simply stated, "change to noon". The sky changed very quickly, and now it was a mixture of normal light daytime color, yellow, and shades of purple and pink.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

The lucidity in this dream was very high! It almost felt like I was awake and totally aware. Although, I wouldn't have considered myself superlucid, as I didn't have too much control over a specific DC within the dream...

I can't remember too much, but I do remember that I was on the sidewalk at the beginning, next to some average city buildings. A couple of them were short, built from burgundy and red bricks, and others were stucco. It was a potluck of different buildings, but it looked pretty normal. I became lucid from a blast of awareness, and I observed the dream for a few seconds, just looking at the details of the location and breathing in the air. I did an RC for fun by looking at my palm, and I had seven fingers all fanned out on my right hand. I looked down the street and thought about what I could do.

Suddenly, I saw my Healthy Lifestyles class teacher walking down the sidewalk, in her gray yoga pants and a black hoodie. She came towards me and said angrily, "you, get back to school!"

This unnerved me slightly, but I managed to keep most of my lucidity without losing focus. "You have to go, now!" she continued.

I told her that this was a dream. I also stated that I was right in the middle of deciding what to do, and to please leave me alone. I didn't want to disrespect her, even though she was just a DC. She told me that I wasn't dreaming, and to stop being silly, but I persisted. She made a rude remark and stalked away.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was lying in bed, waiting for sleep paralysis to thrust me into a dream (even though I was already in a non-lucid dream!). I was able to curl my hands up into fists and wiggle my toes, which struck me as being slightly odd, but only in an interesting way and nothing else.

Even though my eyes were closed, I could see through them. I also had a second pair of eyes looking down on myself from above, near the ceiling.

I then heard a woman's voice begin to narrate, almost as if it was telling me what to expect in sleep paralysis. It was a slightly kind voice, as if in a commentary. It began by saying, "in sleep paralysis, remember that nothing is real. Everything is in your mind". The voice continued describing sensations as they happened. The last thing that happened was the covers at my feet being pulled away, and then the voice said, "you may also get the sensation that there's the shadow of something looming over you." At the same time, I actually got that sensation down by my feet.

I then found myself back in bed with no feelings of sleep paralysis anymore. My arms were also both at my sides again, and not under my pillow. I slowly got up, did the digital clock RC with my alarm clock, and it was negative: no dream. I did it a few times just to make sure, and also performed the nose-plug RC, but still no dream.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This is a dream added from a few months earlier.

The entirety of this dream occurred in one classroom. It had beige walls, and long modern wooden desks; each desk was almost the length of the classroom and had many laptops lined up, with a swiveling chair in front of each one. Outside, it was pretty dark. Although the lights were off in the room, there was a long line of windows (like in reality) along the side of the classroom, and so enough light came in to illuminate the area.

The door to the room was closed.

I was with my friend, Alex. which wasn't really that odd. However, the strange thing was that we were both floating. To make things even more bizarre, I was wearing a normal, everyday outfit, but my Coach runners each had one maraschino cherry on the lace part.

We stayed in the classroom, floating and drifting around for a few minutes, and then Jim Carrey suddenly opened the door and walked right in. He asked us how we were able to fly, and neither of us knew how to explain it.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This was the second in a recent spate of dreams involving Iron Man. Since this was a longer dream, I became lucid on and off throughout the course of it. When the lucid parts occurred, it was less-than-average lucidity.

I began this dream in a massive, futuristic dome; it had glass tiles like Disney's Epcot sculpture, and was the size of a few football fields. There was a blimp near the ceiling with a flat top, almost like a table. There was grass and palm trees on the ground, and different small stores around the edges. In the middle of the dome, there were city buildings, and here, the lighting was darker. This is where I was first. I was falling towards the buildings, and I heard narration from my dream: "since this is a dream, you can trampoline off the buildings without getting hurt, due to the nature of the dream." I didn't become lucid yet, but when I impacted the top of an apartment building, it bounced inwards slightly and I rebounded. The next time I hit a building, I only bounced a foot or two, and then landed on the ground.

The next thing I knew, I was on a ski mountain, probably a green run. The hill was fairly steep, and at the bottom, I could see the ski rental station and another larger building. I had to get down quick, as I was late to meet Tony Stark, back at that massive dome. I had skis on, so I began to slide down the hill. There were a few ripples in the hill, but on the last one one of my skis flew off, so I had to go down on only one ski. I arrived at the rental station and became aware that I was dreaming. I had to leave the ski resort and check out my ski equipment, so I tossed the one ski over and said, "bill me". Even though I was lucid, the lucidity wasn't strong enough, and so I wanted to maintain courtesy towards the attendant. As I turned around and began to run away, they called me back and said that their credit card system is down. I rolled my eyes and pulled out a random wallet, pulled out a large bill, and then said to keep the change.

The dream skipped again and I was no longer lucid. I was back in the dome, which seemed a bit smaller than before, and I still had the priority of getting to where Tony Stark was. Apparently he was on that blimp with the flat top. It wasn't that big; around the size of a regular bedroom. I pushed off from the ground and flew across the area to where the blimp was, and landed. There was a table covered with a white tablecloth, and Stark was there along with two other people. I pulled up a seat at the head of the table and said, "sorry I'm late, I got caught up in something." He was in a tux identical to the one below.

At the table in front of me, there was a tasty-looking hot dog with vegetables and stuff. I didn't look to see what the others were eating, as it didn't really cross my mind. On the hot dog, there was mustard and some shiny, dark green condiment that actually looked pretty tasty. I remember going lucid again and eating the entire thing, but then losing the lucidity!

While eating after becoming unconscious again, I plunged into a senseless conversation with him, his two bodyguards (as I then found out) casually listening on. Some lines from our conversation were, but not limited to:

"I know we both invented it in our own separate ways, but you were quicker getting it into public."
"They costed a lot of money. I had to sell a really expensive dress I owned to get proper funding for the event."

I can't recall the direct purpose or topic of the conversation. This was pretty much all there was, and then I became lucid just as the dream was ending. I decided that this was a pretty interesting dream and didn't want to forget about it by DEILDing.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in my kitchen, but it didn't look anything like the real thing. This room had light-colored wooden cabinets, drawers, and even countertops. I should also mention that the flooring was white marble like one would find in a million-dollar mansion. The lights were on, casting a yellow glow, but it was pitch black outside.

I was walking around for no apparent reason, and I stopped at the stove (which was a normal-looking black color).There were two sausages sizzling in a pan, but there was no light indicating that the stove was on. I pushed a large round button that stuck out of the panel on the back of the stove; it was about the size of my palm. The sausages stopped cooking as soon as I pressed it.

I turned around and sat on the countertop, looking around the room almost in a restless fashion. There was no table for people to sit at. I looked down and I was suddenly in an astronaut suit. It had way less details than it should've had though, and it didn't seem like I was looking through a helmet. I spent the rest of the dream looking around the kitchen for some unknown item.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I went to bed at 3:00 AM last night and I was very tired.

It was fairly dark outside, the area illuminated by street lights, and I was in the yard in the front of an unknown friend's house, possibly for a party. Their house was two stories and all brick, except for the door and two large windows that looked like oak wood. There were a lot of people in the grassy front yard, I'm guessing at least twenty.

I heard this strange noise that sounded like a cross between a squeak and a balloon popping behind the house. A strange man rushed out from the back of the house (which was illuminated like the front and not dark) and said, "the chimney's blocked".

Now, I had my own idea of getting it fixed but my friend probably wouldn't approve of it.

I snuck over to the side of the house, which was completely flat brick and there was nothing to grab onto. I went around to the back, which was lit up by two large circular lights on either side, and saw that in the middle of the house, there was a long rectangular indent. This indent went all the way up from the ground to the roof, and it was a few feet deep. There were irregularly-shaped pipes coming out from the walls of this indent which I used to climb up the wall.

I had to grab the walls of the house itself a few times, because some parts had no pipe. I punched holes in the paper-thin brick walls to pull myself up.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in a large, futuristic building with white walls and large screens everywhere. There was a large smooth hole drilled out in the floor; it was only a few inches deep but it was enough to reach the lower level. I peered down into this hole and saw a landing pit for spaceships. There was a large metal "H" track, almost too large for the ships; I noticed this as one was traveling along it. The ship was white and had a large hull, as well as a flat circular piece on the tip of each wing.

I also remember seeing Spock, but that's the extent of it.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

CAUTION: Contains spoilers from the 1996 film Primal Fear.

A movie character makes an appearance in my dreams once again. I can't believe I forgot what my old dream goal was though, especially with the level of lucidity I had.

EPIC FACEPALMZ

At the start of the dream, I walked through a door and into a science lab that had cream-colored tiles, no grout, and pure white walls. This lab was clean and uncluttered, but perhaps that was because all the shelves were up against the walls, facing outwards into the room. Beakers, flasks, and textbooks lined the shelves in a rather unorganized fashion. In the middle of the large space there was a courtroom-like setup, although it was much more simplified, as I have drawn in the image below.

Every chair was occupied by a person, and there were two to a table. Most of the occupants were dressed in suites and ties, but a few were dressed more casually. Unlike a regular courtroom, there was no judge at the front of the room, only the defendant and the prosecutor sitting at the same desk. The defendant was to the left, and the prosecutor was to the right.

The defendant was Roy, probably on trial for feigning an illness, but I didn't know for sure. I knew what I was coming in there for, though. I was going to get him out.

The door made a slight squeaking sound as I opened it further and stood at the back. A few of the people sitting in the chairs turned around to see me, but then turned around after a brief look. Roy looked at me, interested in what I was going to do. I briefly gestured to him to ignore me for now; and as I did, I became lucid. I was still standing at the back though, knowing I wanted to further complete a dream goal involving Roy. But I couldn't remember what it was!

The rest of the room went quiet and froze as I thought hard as to what it could have been. I spent the rest of the dream trying to remember.

The exact moment I woke up, I remembered.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

For the duration of this dream, I was in a pretty average-looking classroom that had white walls and gray molding, while the size of the room must have been average, the shape rectangular. The carpet looked like teal Berber with bits and pieces of purple. Light tan desks with steel legs (not the wooden variety) were arranged in neat rows with even spacing. Each had a brown plastic chair, again with steel legs, pushed underneath. There was a long white board at the front of the room and the desks faced that direction.

The time must have been around lunch break.

At my school, people tend to eat in classrooms with their friends instead of in the cafeteria, so this reflected in the dream. There were around fifteen different students scattered around the room; four or five of them were in a close cluster in one corner in front of the white board.

One of the students was leaning back in her chair, with another one from the adjacent desk pulled close to her; her food and drink was on the chair as it acted like a table.

There were no other free chairs in that cluster of students, so I asked her if I could sit down, and she move her items to the desk. She pulled her food to one side of the chair; it was better than before but now I only had half of it to sit on. I didn't argue and instead just laughed and shrugged.

The student sipped some of her juice. I pulled out a generic sandwich from a blue fabric lunchbox that suddenly just appeared on the table. A student had also appeared on the other end of the table, her chair pulled in. She was eating a green salad with a less-viscous version of orange mandarin dressing. As she took a mouthful, she looked past me and suddenly laughed, getting a small piece of romaine on my leg.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," she said, bursting out laughing and slightly covering her mouth. "At least I think that piece was clean."

(...What?)

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in an unidentifiable apartment building; the walls were light cream and the flooring was beige-colored Berber that was softer and a bit fluffier than it should have been.

The lighting was normal as if all the lights were on in the apartment. I knew it was morning without even having to look outside the one small window positioned on one side of the room.

On the side opposite the window, there was a fairly large L-shaped desk made from smoothed oak wood complete with a dark purple chair. There was also an older gray laptop and thick books going from one end of the desk to the other, without being held up by book holders. What was strange about this setup was that there was a motorcycle next to the desk, a black one that was around a third larger than the actual size. Because of this, it was at eye level with me.

It looked like the motorcycle in the image below, except with a few modern curves and longer handlebars.

There was also a fire embellishment on the side of the main body that looked pretty much like the real thing: abstract, orange and red. I didn't look to see if it was on the other side too, because the desk was in the way.

The most distinguishing feature of the motorcycle was that it had three-dimensional flames coming from both wheels. They weren't real flames, but I knew I designed them and "drew" them onto the bike. They erupted from both wheels but although they were the color of flames, they weren't very flame-like. It was as if someone used a pressure-sensitive brush on Photoshop and tapered it off... Times fifty. It looked cool, but not realistic.

In front of the motorcycle, a 15" television screen appeared, held up by a tall, flat, dark gray machine. It was straight against the wall and created a ninety-degree angle as it ran along the floor, propping the bike up on top of it. I got on the bike somehow and the screen showed a beautiful lake with mountains on either side, dotted by roads. It was from a first-person perspective, as if I was on a boat on that lake.

The next thing I knew, I was actually on the lake, riding along the surface of the water on the motorcycle. The fact that I went from being in an apartment to on the water didn't faze me. I pulled back on the motorcycle and it revved up, now traveling in the air, upwards. I got to the side of a mountain and continued to travel along it, still in the air, and ran into a group of three pink piranha fish, cartoony and styled like the Cheep-Cheeps in the Mario Games. They were pink, had a white flower-shaped underbelly, and a small yellow fin on each of their backs and tails. I ran into them and they bounced away slowly, their eyes now black "x"s.

I came across another group of them with the same results before the dream came to an end.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in a room that looked very similar to the one below; the walls were mostly toned-down warm hues that created a modern look, and the furniture was nearly the same too. This was the "diagnosing room" of the television show House, M.D., which means it was in a hospital, and that also means there were doctors in the room.

I was leaning against the wall while House's team sat at the table, observing them for a few instances. There weren't speaking, but looked restless and agitated.

Uncharacteristically, House himself wasn't present at the meeting, but I do remember everyone else being there besides Foreman (the man on the far left).

I must have known what was happening because just then, Foreman walked into the room with a serious and slightly upset look on his face. "It's not good," he announced, placing a thin folder of results on the glass table.There was nothing on it before. "There's bleeding in his brain; he only has a few hours to live."

Everyone looked at each other and got up, leaving the room through an open door. I watched everyone leave but then became slightly confused; weren't they forgetting me, still sitting in the corner over here?

"Guys?"

They didn't even look back as they leave.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I took a nap a few hours ago as I was tired; this dream is the result of it.

It was light outside, and this light was spilling into the room of this fairly modern house. The room was no more than fifteen by fifteen feet, and there was one square archway in the center of one wall. In the middle of the room was a pale burgundy mat with an intricate pale gold pattern and an old-fashioned dark wooden table with the kind of legs that curl up. The flooring was white marble tile with slightly darker grout; the dark marbling of it was only barely visible so it looked more like basic white tile.

In the left-hand corner of the room, to the left of the archway, was a large potted tree, the dark green leaves amalgamating into somewhat of an egg shape.

Although it didn't happen in the dream, I knew I was following a few cats around the house. I already saw a black one that rolled over and let me pet its belly, but now I was looking for another one. My sister appeared and I asked her, "where's the brown and white cat?"

She pointed behind the tree, and there was the cat, lying down, half-hidden behind it. My sister disappeared and I knelt down to have a closer look. The cat curled around the pot a bit to get closer to me. It was white with a dark brown back, but its most striking feature was smaller dots of orange all over where the brown and white colors met. It looked at me with intent.

I reached out to pet it, but I stopped advancing because its eyes had widened and its ears flattened. Its mouth opened but nothing came out. In a few moments, it returned to normal so I reached out even more, slower this time. I touched its head and it made an evil "mrrrrow..." noise as if to warn me to get my hand off. I took my hand off and as soon as I did that it got up, leaning towards me but not taking any steps. I lunged out slightly towards it as if to say "I'm the boss", towering over it, and it recoiled by flattening itself to the ground and wearing the cutest expression.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I know this dream was longer but I can't remember anything else about it right now. In this fragment, I was in a tiny store with dark, polished wooden shelves and boxes full of pokemon cards. I was looking through for any "Pokemon ex" cards and their pre-evolutions because I was making a deck.

I found a Walrein, Salamance, and Deoxys ex, which actually looked extremely realistic, complete with even more realistic 3-D artwork. If my dream was real-life, they could have passed for being actual cards. I also picked out Spheal, Sealeo, Bagon and Shelgon cards.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This was just.... sad.

The dream began in my bedroom. The lights were all off, and it was clearly dark outside, but there was a slight level of visibility aided by a blueish nighttime glow. Because of this, colors weren't easily discernible but I could tell my bed and side table were white. My steel blue alarm clock with glowing red numbers was sitting on my side table, facing my bed.

I was sitting on my bed, minding my own business but with a bit more awareness than usual, and then my eyes caught my alarm clock. I only had to look once to know I was dreaming. It said the following...

I became lucid after double-checking with the nose-plug reality check. After all, the missing part of the last number could have been a technical error on the clock's behalf. I got up and the lighting suddenly became a bit brighter. I looked at my hands while at the same time focusing on the scenery, so I could stabilize the dream a bit more. I then walked through my bedroom door and into the hallway, down the hallway and towards the front door. I usually exit the house like this, even though I could just go through my bedroom door and expect anything to be on the other side. But the door was open so I didn't think about this.

The whole house's lights were off, but with the same slight glow. I grabbed the doorknob and tried to open it. It didn't move at all, or even turn.
I tried a few times but nothing I did made it open. I was now getting an eerie premonition from the area around me, and I had a gut feeling that the dream was going to turn into a nightmare. I closed my eyes and fell backwards to get out, because I'd never felt as freaked out as I did now.

I was back in my bed, awake this time.

I did a WBTB so I'd have a chance of having another lucid. I opened my bedroom door, walked to the kitchen and got a glass of water, and came back into my room. By the time I settled back into bed, around five minutes later, I heard buzzing. I immediately leapt to my feet, did a quick reality check, and realized there was a freaking mosquito in my bedroom.

It took forty minutes to kill the thing.
I didn't have any other dreams once I got back into bed.