lucid

After some hours of sleep I awake for the second time. Birds are singing, there is heavy rain on the roof. Optimal for an SSILD session, I think. But during the first vision cycle images start to appear, so I switch to WILD and follow the imagery that densifies before my inner eye: an old room equipped with some furniture and a CRT TV. It only shows white noise first, then even on the TV images appear. I zoom in, trying to get myself sucked completely into the scene. My vision now shows a closeup of the TV and its programme. I can "switch channels" by turning pages like in a newspaper. A warehouse store catches my attention, it's a shopping location like Metro. I chose that to stay and finally manage to get into the dream with a full dream body which allows me to walk around. While I wander through rows of shelves with food and non-food products, I ponder what to do. Waking life mind is still strong, so I need to use that quickly. It's quite dark, so I will more light. It works! With more light, there seem to be also more DCs doing their business. I walk to to more quiet row and start my three step. I look at my empty left hand (which is properly sized, has only 5 fingers, even the lines are there and fingerprints), reach out with it and will an egg into existence. It appears, and it is sooooo small. Wtf will hatch from that egg, it's only the size of my little finger's pad?! I concentrate on that egg and in my mind I say "na dann schlüpf mal, kleines Ei!" (hatch!). It complies, with a funny sweet cracking sound a hummingbird makes its way out of the egg. Wings inflated, the creature is half the size of my palm and starts to hover in front of me soon after it got out of the shell of the egg. I laugh: How am I supposed to ride on that?! I manage after trying hard for some time to somehow resize it up to the size of a calf, it now reaches up to my hips. But getting onto that swirrling birdy proved to be difficult. Even more difficult is to control the animal sitting on it. It feels strange, I feel no connection. When riding a horse, I can feel it, communicate with weight, balance and intent - sitting on this bird is like it's not there, like sitting on densified, touchable air. The only impression I get is it being uncomfortable. With its size? Pondering how to proceed I lose the dream and awake.

I'm visiting a trade fair and join a small group of female shamans for a workshop. They talk about archaic practices to highten awarenes, especially an exercise where one has to sleep on the top of the roof, which automatically keeps awareness high enough to sleep but not fall over. As we talk about that, I'm warped onto a roof and have to do the exercise. Outside, at night, I nearly lose grip when falling asleep and that makes me lucid. "This already IS a dream! Thank you guys" I think and start to levitate above the house. Then I fly, higher, faster, like a drone above the city. Steering is easy and as I have great control, I like to try to deliberately fly into houses. I expect to softly morph through the ceiling, but I crash though the wall hard. It does not hurt, but the wall bursts and after me going through there is plenty debris. I repeat that for fun a few times, deliberately crashing into walls from fast flight. Then I focus on a big building and after crashing into it, I stay there and look around. I now have to pack stuff and organize clearing the building and move out, as a group of DCs which are some sort of a team I manage, tell me. I start doing that, losing a little of my lucidity in the action, as I stumble over a plastic bag full of rotting trash effusing a horible smell. I quickly leave the room into the hall where a twenty-something old guy aproaches me with a tulip. He mumbles something about an earlier meeting and a promise I would have made. I don't remember anything about that and feel very uncomfortably, besieged as his intentions are clear and I'm not gay. I decide to leave the scene, saying that I have to leave. I then awaken.

That dream happened around 6 am after WBTB and "failed" SSILD.

From the dark void I enter into my favourite dream starting scene, expecting to reach a little lake at night. The dream teleports me into a forest and now it is daytime, daylight. Coloring is enhanced and seems a little overexposed: too light, too green but a wonderful forest. I am alone here, surrounded by big and tall trees, moss on the floor, big roots everywhere. I decide that I want to have mirrors here (to play with, because I can). Small and big ones appear, hanging on the trees. I try to look into them, try to use them to enter another dreamer's dream. All I see is white empty rooms. Every time I get close enough to a mirror to look into it and I check the emptyness behind, it morphs away. I draw a huge rectanle in the air, painting another golden-bordered mirror into a tree. Again I see a blurry myself and then a white empty room. As I try to step into the mirror, I'm kicked out of the dream. I manage to reenter the dream but then lose lucidity shortly after being involved in a picnic in the woods.

[18.10.2015, ~12a.m., WILD-attempt]
Having in mind to complete the move in quest, I prepare for WILD. My body relaxes and my mind wanders. I use hypnagogic imagery that appears to form my room. Moments later it seems to be stable. It seems to be day, there is shady sunlight and now I stand inside a room. First I check the main door. It opens inwards and is made from wood with a brazen handle. On the left side of the room there is a king size bed which has never been used. On the side of the room there is a desk and a wardrobe with a huge mirror. When I look into it, I see my normal day-to-day mirror image. I costs a lot of concentration to view the image and a feel a strange pull into the mirror. To avoid being sucked in, I look away and search for the glass door that lead to the garden. I see it, it has no handle at all, so I ask myself, how it is operated and protected. I simply ask the room/dream: "How is this door operated?". A Startrek computer voice explains it's voice operated and reponds to owner only, offers me to setup my profile now. I accept and get "authenticated". My AI has no 3D avatar. It is simply there and voice operated. That's fine, I probably like it that way best.
The room itself seems a little small, so I decide to have it bigger. The dream responds and stretches it, now there is more free space between bed and desk. Now I want to get out of the room and look for a pub. The moment I step out of my room a loud noise in waking life makes me wake up.