RareCola

Italic Text = Personal Thoughts
Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment
Light Purple Text = Partially Lucid Segment
Purple Text = Lucid Segment

I was a prisoner in this castle, the dream started with plotting an escape with another prisoner. We ran out of the castle and across these thin stone blocks suspended above a ravine, as we stepped on the thin stone blocks they began to crack so standing on them for too long wasn't an option. We ran across them as quickly as possible until we came to a more solid stone block where we planned what to do next.

Nearby there was this machine of sorts spinning at high speed consistently. We figured that if we managed to jump on this machine we could launch ourselves from it up and over the castle walls. Things turned slightly insane here. We leapt on the machine and propelled ourselves, one at a time, to try and get over the wall. With each failed attempt we seemed to reset back to the beginning and we were able to try again.

Soon enough, I managed to land on the castle walls and I thought it'd be a simple task of just hopping over the other side, but there was another wall preventing me from doing so on this end. To get to the other end of the castle wall involved trying to get through a blockade of heavy stones that were swinging relentlessly back and forth across it.

I jumped back over the edge of the wall and rappelled along the side. After almost getting hit by the swinging stones, I made it across to the other side. I was cheering at the prisoner who was with me, who was still failing at his attempts to get up here. Little did I know the side of the wall that I rappelled to was actually a guard tower.

I was re-captured and then I had a scene change. Next thing I know I'm again with the other prisoner who I was trying to escape with, performing kitchen duty. We apparently hadn't eaten for days and we were both starving so we sneakily stole some of the leftover food and took it back to our room. To our surprise, after finishing our shift the head of the kitchen staff praised us for our good work and handed us a huge plate of food as thanks. We rapidly tried to hide the stolen food as the guy brought the food into our room and we somehow got away with it.

Another scene change to after we finished eating, and I noticed that with the food we got given was a Christmas Cracker, despite it not being Christmas. I pulled it open regardless just to see what was inside. At this point my roommate left and the whole scene seemed to shift from the castle prison room area to a room in my house. I pulled out a pair of green sunglasses from the Christmas Cracker and decided I wanted to try them on.

I looked in a nearby mirror and took off my normal eyeglasses, then looked in the mirror again and I was completely confused when I could still see perfectly and the glasses were still on my face. I held my hand up and touched the area of my face where my glasses were supposed to be and felt nothing. I rubbed it a bit to make sure and when I took my hand away it looked as if I had "erased" an area of the glasses. I'm completely spun out and I have no idea what's happening.

I held my hands up and finally realised that it was a dream after seeing that I have short, stubby fingers. I recall going to sleep after attempting a WILD despite the ridiculously long dream that occurred before this. I walk into a nearby bedroom in my house, all of the bedsheets are on the floor and for some reason my friend is making the bed. The dream is ridiculously vivid here and I have to remind myself it's a dream.

I decide to talk to my friend, as conversations in my dreams are quite rare. I say "Hey", and without once looking at me my friend says "You know you aren't awake yet? I want to make your bed." -- This shocks me, but I continue the conversation with "I know, I'm in a lucid dream."

Some more conversation later that I don't really recall, only that my friend is really cold towards me and also seems to be incredibly witty, a personality that she doesn't share in real life. I'm interested by how different the dream personality is.

I decide to check out my bedroom, I thought that maybe I would be able to see myself sleeping if my dream character stated that I wasn't awake yet. I opened the door and sure enough, there I am laying there. It was really surreal and I wasn't quite sure what to make of it. The copy of me laying down in the bed opens his eyes and starts staring at me, before lifting himself up into a sitting position. We're both staring at each other now and I have no idea what's really happening, I don't completely understand how I could be in two places at once.

The dream starts to become fuzzy here, I think we start some brief conversation and I walk up to him but at one point I think I close my eyes for some reason and when I open them again I'm awake and laying in bed.

I lay still for a few minutes, trying to re-enter the dream with DEILD and while I feel the vibrations sweep over me I don't seem to be able to re-enter. I think because of my head being all over the place trying to figure out what just happened, or maybe because it was so late into my sleep cycle that I couldn't fall asleep again that easily.

Italic Text = Personal Thoughts
Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment
Light Purple Text = Partially Lucid Segment
Purple Text = Lucid Segment

I awoke from a really crazy non-lucid and figured I would try a DEILD. I lay there, counting back from 10 and as I did so I eventually got an image of a video game character kind of "gearing up" for lucidity. I remembered what Sageous said about not really experiencing hypnagogic imagery when doing DEILDs, which is what I first assumed it was, but I opened my eyes and I was inside of a dream.

I'm in my bathroom at this point, I look at my hands to make sure it really is a dream and notice that my hands look surprisingly normal, only that I had somewhat shorter fingers. I do a nose plug test just to make sure, and sure enough, I'm dreaming.

I follow with some stabilisation techniques, when I rub my hands together I can barely feel my left hand as if it was numb, I remember I was laying on that hand as I done the DEILD so I guess the numbness carried over into the dream.

When I was sure the dream was stable, I decided I wanted to try changing the dream scene. It's something I've never really played around with before. I wasn't too sure where I wanted to go but I just wanted my subconscious to throw me into some whacky environment. My first attempt involved trying to create a "portal" on a nearby wall that I could walk through but with no luck, and doing so made the dream somewhat fuzzy again.

I walk into a bedroom and spin on the spot, figuring that would stabilise the dream and maybe teleport me elsewhere. It stabilised but no teleportation, I did notice that the door I walked into the bedroom from had kind of "warped" though, it was all skewed and kind of a staggered opening now, as if an earthquake had shocked the walls into weird positions.

I walk through the tiny crevices of the wall where the door use to be, and the hall I was previously in was now fuzzy and foggy so I leave that space and go back into the bedroom, again weaving throughout the walls.

I decide I may as well go outside, that I may have some more luck with changing locations out there. I go up to the window and notice a balcony below it that isn't there in real life. I phase myself through the wall/window and down onto the balcony, where I find a bald, blue-skinned woman with light green spots dotted over her face. I think she's tending to a garden or something. I speak to her briefly (though I now forget the conversation) and determine that she's incredibly creepy before slowly backing away.

I remember a tip I got in IRC last night, that running through walls could be a good way to change locations. I see a house across the road with a perfect wall that I could run at so I brace myself, prepare to phase through the wall and start running at full speed towards it. Faster and faster I run, until I smash my face right into the solid rock. I stumble backwards and I'm really disorientated, then I find myself back in my bed

I again follow through with a DEILD, doing the same as I did before and getting the same imagery before opening my eyes, and finding myself in yet another lucid dream.

I'm just outside my house now, my brother's car is parked and it had recently been raining by the looks of it, as everything was slightly wet. To stabilise I thought I'd try something new, just to see how well my senses would hold up. I take my hand and swipe it across the wet car, feeling the smoothness of the car body and the water as it splashed away when I swiped my hand over. I was shocked at how realistic it felt.

I continue with my attempts at changing location in my dream. I try jumping up in the air to begin with, and telling myself that when I fall back down I will phase through the ground into another dream, with still no success.

I heard stories of people "falling" into new dream scenes, so next I follow up by letting myself fall forward, figuring this surely had to work and I would just fall into a new scene. Nope, again I faceplanted right into the ground. I pull myself up from the wet ground, and try to figure out what else I could try.

I walk out into the street, it's somewhat dreary and looks like it's going to rain again. There's puddles on the roads and nobody's around. I see a car at the end of the street just turning down into my road. I again try the spinning method to enter a new scene but I think I was focusing on the sound of the car splashing through the puddles as it drove down the road too much, as I was stuck in this scene. I come to the conclusion that if I untether all of my senses from this scene when I spin that I may be able to slip into a brand new one, so I tense my ears, close my eyes and stop breathing in the fresh-smelling air that occurs after recent rainfall and spin myself around. I open my eyes and find that I had just woken myself up, rather than entering a new scene.

I try re-entry again for a little bit, and I think I would have been able to do it but I was far too excited by this point over the fact that I had successfully chained 2 DEILDs together, and done it after waking from a normal dream too. I decided it was pointless and I didn't want to risk forgetting these dreams as well as the non-lucid that I had before them both, so I gave up and just wrote in my journal.

Italic Text = Personal Thoughts
Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment
Light Purple Text = Partially Lucid Segment
Purple Text = Lucid Segment

I woke up 4hr30m after originally going to sleep to attempt a WILD as per the current homework task in Sageous' WILD class. I stayed up for approximately 30 minutes writing down my dreams and generally walking about as suggested.

I laid back down to attempt a WILD and repeated my mantra while focusing as much on self-awareness as possible. I think my main issue was that I got a bit too focused on the HI and what I guess was the beginning sensations of sleep paralysis because each time I noticed it I woke myself up too much.

I probably could have gone a bit longer, but I was laying there for about 35 minutes and decided I'd roll over onto my side to try another attempt. At some point I guess I must have just gone to sleep, but it must have somewhat worked because I was partially aware of the fact that I was dreaming when I got into the dream, I didn't even perform any reality checks.

I was back in this test lab style location, the same place I was at in my previous dream of the night, only this time instead of being a test subject for the experiments of this lab I was in a quarantine prison. I was somewhat aware of the fact I was dreaming at this point but the dream is also somewhat hazy. I remember breaking out of the quarantine prison with another person who was with me, and from this point we avoided the guards and made our way to the exit of the test lab.

Upon getting outside, the dream world was somewhat restricted, there was a small patch of grass outside and then the world just cut off in a perfect line and disappeared into a void of many, swirling colours.

I decided I would jump off the edge and as I was falling I repeated to myself "I will fall into a lucid dream"

After a few moments of conscious blackness I open my eyes and see I'm in this room and lucid, there are no ends to the room and it seems to stretch on forever, but it's quite narrow. Both walls are different colours and there are doors on each wall, in more colours. There are lots of objects, kids toys mainly, scattered over the floor in assorted colours also.

I look at the wall and for some reason decide it'd be a good idea to try and "pull" a rainbow from the picture of swirled colour on the wall, but then I stop myself. I remember that I need to do the Task of the Month which is a revelation for me as I never remember to do anything in my lucid dreams.

I remember what Sageous said about forming your dreams, using schemas to build a world around you. I notice one of the kids toys on the floor is a train and I focus on that and try to build a scene around it. I put my hands together (though unsure why, I guess I thought it would help) and close my eyes.

When I open my eyes I'm in another small box area, there are brick walls all around me but there is no roof, I can see the sky above me. There are inactive trains, train carts and coaches on multiple tracks in this around and running through the middle of the area was another track extending into dark tunnels on each end.

I looked into one of the tunnels and a train just kind of "appeared", I move out the way and it speeds by out of the tunnel and quickly disappears into the tunnel at the other end. It seems my subconscious mind had created the most convenient location possible for me to do the Task of the Month, because every 15 seconds or so another train would appear and speed by before disappearing into the tunnel.

I spend a moment and try to figure out how I'm going to jump on top of this train, I focus my mind above the entrance tunnel and try to pull out a ledge from the brick wall that I could stand on, but I couldn't seem to make anything budge. I decide that I could make a jump from one of the nearby stationary trains and onto the speeding train, if I jumped far enough. For some reason just flying up never crossed my mind, which is strange because flying is usually one of the first things I remember to do in my lucid dreams.

Just as I'm preparing to jump I notice the exit tunnel isn't that large and I would probably go smashing into it if I jump on top of the train. I make an attempt at expanding the area so I could fit through, but just like the wall previously it wouldn't budge. I figure that this is a lucid dream and I would just chance it, hoping my subconscious would follow my will to not be smashed to death by a brick wall and expand as I approached it on top of the speeding train.

A few more trains pass and I prepare myself, eventually I leap and just manage to latch on to the train. I climb up and the train appears to be quite thin so I'm laying on top of it clutching on for dear life, as I approach the tunnel I feel the top of the roof scrape my head and my back and then it seemingly disappears, no troll subconscious for today!

I assume I get too excited riding on top of the train as I pass through the tunnel, because next thing I know I'm back in my bed.

I open my eyes and start recalling my lucid, excited that I completed the Task of the Month and couldn't wait to get on the computer and write on DreamViews about it. I look at the time briefly and then pick up my dream journal and read over the dream I had previously that night and as I pick up my pen and begin to write down my lucid, my vision becomes really blurred. I couldn't quite figure out what was going on. I rub my eyes and when I open them again I've seamlessly transferred back into my bed, laying down again.

I'm obviously completely blown away now, I had never experienced such a realistic False Awakening before, I even checked the time and read over my previous dream! When I sat up I had to perform multiple reality checks just to make sure I still wasn't dreaming because I no longer trusted my reality. I even specifically recall reading what was in my dream journal, and when I picked up my actual dream journal the previous dream in there was different to the one in my dream and I wasn't sure which one was real and which wasn't.

All in all, an amazing lucid and I guess a half-successful WILD, maybe.

Italic Text = Personal Thoughts
Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment
Purple Text = Lucid Segment

Again, I was having terrible recall this night as seems to be usual when I have a lucid dream. I never seem to have them when I have great recall, maybe it's the motivation after not recalling. I woke up for my WBTB with nothing in my journal and was reading a book to make the time pass until I went back to sleep, when I got a text message from my friend. They were freaking out because they had just realised they were dreaming and instantly woke up due to over-excitement. It was their first lucid dream and I was really happy for them. We spoke for a bit about it and then I laid back down to go to sleep. I guess I was texting my friend for too long because it took me ages to get back to sleep, but when I did I almost instantly slipped into a DILD.

I was on a street near my house, at the intersection. I was with my friend who had just had their first lucid and I guess I figured I was in their dream, thinking I was their dream character. They were looking around in amazement at the dream world and how realistic everything was. I was super happy for them, basically guiding them to try out all sorts of things. I suggest that they fly to begin with.

That's when it clicks, I realise that I couldn't possibly be a dream character in my friend's dream and that this must be my dream. I slipped into lucidity and for the first time didn't even do any reality checks due to how sure I was, so I became lucid entirely from awareness.

I seem to be a lot better at flying now, I jumped up into the sky without much effort and was flying around admiring the colours of the sky. It must have been early morning because the sky was a pale orange on the horizon fading into a light blue higher in the sky, with streaks of clouds painted across it all.

I fly down low again back into the street, when a car comes zooming around the corner and I almost smash into it, I manage to avoid it and perform some kind of ninja flip or something and land on the ground.

Out of anger I try to fling the car across the road, but fail to begin with. I realise that my will to do so wasn't strong enough so I tried again. This time I managed to fling it across the road, then managed to stop another car in its tracks and caused a massive car crash between the two. I'm enjoying flinging cars around the place so I walk up to do this red car parked on the side of the road and try to propel it into the air. I don't seem to quite have enough power to do so because the car basically just hops up before crashing back down again.

I decide that practicing these powers on cars isn't the best idea as it feels like I'm using all my strength to even move them slightly. I fly back up into the air slightly and look around for some people to fling around instead. Down below where I originally made the cars crash I noticed 2 people arguing, they figured that it was each other's fault that they crashed and didn't even notice that it was me who was telekinetically manipulating their cars.

When I fly down to them I start getting into a fight with them, practicing my telekinetic powers by throwing them all across the street. I seem to get a little too involved in the story here and my lucidity fades a bit, I'm almost back into non-lucidity but I still have some awareness of the fact that it's a dream.

Soon my non-lucid mind begins to get worried about fighting these guys, I don't want to get a broken tooth or anything. Then the part of me that's still lucid reassures myself that it's a dream and nothing bad will really happen. The fight scene continues until my viewpoint kind of pulls out to a third-person aspect, a common element of my dreams. I'm just watching myself and these guys battle it out in the middle of the intersection, as I'm flinging them about telekinetically to keep them away from me, despite being almost completely non-lucid at this point.

Then my lucid mind kicks in again, I start examining the whole third-person view that I'm experiencing and noticing how strange it is, I try to "pull" myself back into first-person but the best I manage to do is zoom in a bit.

The dream eventually fades to black, I can hear the sounds of the arguments and fighting still continuing and I try to grasp onto the dream. I momentarily get the image to fade back in before it quickly fades again and I find myself back in my bed. I still have the sensations on my waking body that my dream body had while laying there recalling my dream, quite an interesting experience.

I'm in some sort of cabin. It's quite small and the bedrooms are elevated above the rest of the house in a loft-style area, reachable only by ladder. I have a little brother, who doesn't exist in real life, and my parents happen to be tree-ent creatures. The cabin we're living in is floating on clouds, with small cloud-like sheep creatures pushing clouds underneath the cabin so we can travel through the skies.

One day, our tree-ent parents married, which of course everybody knows allows the sky cabin to take new heights in the sky and travel the world faster.

We land briefly in this field, the cloud sheep were exhausted from chugging the cabin along and required rest. During our time down here, my little brother started attending a nearby school and everything was going great. We spent our days training the cloud sheep and even recruiting new animals, which we morphed into cloud creatures to help us once we set off again. The most notable one was a platypus, who also seemed to develop the ability to talk once he was transformed into a cloud creature. He was sarcastic and incredibly funny, yet loyal to my tree-ent parents who granted him his new cloud powers.

This was until my little brother never returned home from school. I went looking for him, wondering where he had gone, and I soon discovered that he was being held hostage by one of the teachers at the school. He was not being allowed out and I couldn't get in because of the bodyguards the school had.

Each day I would return to the school, looking for a new way to try and enter. Soon they started construction outside the main entrance, and I figured that this would be my chance. I manage to track down the teacher who had held my brother hostage and kill him, but my brother is nowhere to be found.

I head to a nearby street, which shockingly reminds me of the street I live on in real life, and walk up to one of the houses there. It was made entirely of glass and you could see there was some sort of party happening inside, I recognised some of the people from the school and figure these would be great to question as to my brother's whereabouts. I knock on the door, but seem to be completely ignored. An old man walks up to me and informs me that I wouldn't get an answer there, as the party is invitation-only.

I seem to lose hope, I head back to my cabin house and climb into the loft area where my brother's bedroom was and sit on his bed, wondering whether I would ever see him again. I apparently also have a little sister now, she climbs up into the bedroom with me as I start searching through his drawers for clues as to where he may have disappeared.

In the top drawer I find a collection of stones, pebbles and shells. All of them are intricately designed, big and small. Some were hung on string which I assume my brother used as necklaces. My little sister asked if she could have one, but I refused telling her that I wanted to leave the room the same for my brother's return.

The second drawer down was pretty empty, I begin wondering where my brother's dream journal was as I knew he was a lucid dreamer. I thought I may be able to find some clues in there. I look around and notice the journal on the other side of the room, but continue looking through the drawers anyway.

The bottom drawer was filled with giant fruits & vegetables, mango, watermelon and squash were some that come to mind. My sister's still requesting to take stuff, and I permit her to take these, saying that they may as well be eaten before they go bad. She runs off happily biting into some watermelon.

Downstairs we hear our tree parents discussing, apparently there's some issue with the cloud creatures and they won't be able to sustain flight at the high altitudes that are required when tree-ents are married. They decide to get a divorce so we can continue our journey and both of them leave.

At this point there's some weird scene transitions, my little sister disappears and I never see my tree-ent parents again. I'm now with a party of people, exploring the world in our floating log cabin. I decide we can now leave the field, hoping that we find my brother on our travels. We take to the skies again with our newly trained cloud sheep and cloud platypus commanding them all.

After a long period of flying we begin running out of food in the cabin, we land hoping to find work that can earn us some money so we can buy more food. Conveniently, right where we land on this street there's an old lady at the end of the dimly road, caused by the surrounding trees on either side. She calls down to us, asking if we mind helping her out. We offer to help for a week in return that she pays us. She agrees and leads us to her farm.

We're told to wait momentarily while she discusses with her partner, we overhear something about not eating our new guests. I'm slightly confused but she walks back up to us and says that everything's fine, before she starts developing huge dark circles around her eyes, laughing and starts licking one of my friends. We're all really freaked out by this point, but we back away and just get started on the job as we really need money.

We grab the nearby tractors and one of my friends hops on his quad-bike, which he just happens to be carrying around with him. We're harvesting her crops when this old lady starts galloping towards us on all fours. She's ranting about the use of the quad-bike and how we're not harvesting her crops to her standards. She begins leaping at us as we try to race away in our tractors. Most of us manage to escape in time but we fail to remember that one of our party was manning this small booth just outside the farm, counting up how many crops we harvested.

I head back and the old lady is there along with some other woman I assume she was originally speaking to when we arrived, they're grasping in through the cabin, trying to eat bits of flesh from the guy inside. I kick them out of the way and pull the guy out, only I trip and fall in the booth instead. Before I can get up and escape, the zombie women get back up and start attacking me. I feel around inside the dark booth and find a gun on the floor, I start shooting at one of the woman while holding the other back with my foot but she just keeps on coming.

I feel like hope is lost and that I'll never see my brother again, until I find another gun on the floor, a mini-gun. I unleash the round of bullets on the woman, filling her with holes, although this still doesn't seem to phase her.

I'm unsure of what happened next, maybe just a drastic scene change, but next I know I'm now in my normal real-life house with my little brother. We were talking about where he had been for so long and I notice he now had short hair whereas before it was long and he was starting to grow a beard. I wonder how long he truly had been missing because last I knew he was really young, maybe around 12-13, and definitely not ready for growing a beard.

As we continue talking about how much has changed since he disappeared, the dream slowly fades to black and before I know it I'm awake again. Laughing to myself at how long and real everything felt in the dream despite the absurdity of everything.