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[This was my second time attempting SSILD after 4.5 hours sleep - this time it worked and I instantly became lucid]

I notice there's a TV beside my bed which is making noise - this shouldn't be, I must be dreaming, so I look at my palms to find that I am indeed. I find myself looking out over a beautiful, sunny, holiday beach. The clarity of vision is astounding - I take off my glasses and find it is even clearer without them! The water is sparkling, and there's plenty of happy people swimming in the sea and having a great time. I ask a woman where the girl I'm looking for is. (One of my dream goals is to find a girl I met in a previous LD - she said she was depressed and ran off home without saying anything else. I thought I could learn about myself by finding and conversing with her.) The woman points "over there" and offers to give me the girl's number, which she transfers to me telepathically. She also mentions the name "Rebecca" which I assume is the girl's name.
I now find myself in the lounge of my house, overlooking the garden. Again, it is a nice Sunny day. I think I better look for my phone so I can call Rebecca and ask where she is. I go around the corner, expecting to find it there, and indeed it is. I pick it up, and immediately lose interest in finding the Rebecca. Instead I want to go outside into the Sun and meditate, as I have been meaning to try in a lucid dream for quite some time.
I had trouble meditating - I was a bit anxious because I knew that in real life I hadn't put on white noise, which I normally do, and I could be easily woken. I was also anxious that my brother would come in from his night out and wake me up. Annoyingly, he appeared in the dream. I tried to explain to him I was lucid dreaming, and to please try not wake me up. He got pissed off and punched me in the shoulder a few times, then eventually left.
I didn't want to try meditating again in case he came back, so I went down the steps and onto the grass, which was greatly detailed. Video-game-esque flora sprouted up from the grass. I was still struggling to control my mild anxiety, and as the flora grew, it changed from pretty looking flowers to nasty looking weeds as I tried to bring the anxiety under control. The flowers ended up as massive Sunflowers, which I was very pleased with. They then started to sprinkle water onto the grass, which became flooded, just like it does when there is heavy rain. The water flows down the first garden, over the wall and into the downstairs garden. I want to make a raft to float down in, and proceed to do so, but before I get the chance to try it, I find myself walking down the stairs to the bottom garden.

Then a loud clink sound wakes me up... Urgh.... looks like Dad has gotten up and is moving about downstairs... If only I had put white noise on, I could have stayed asleep....

#394 - DILD - 5:55AM

I am walking in the street with someone. We watch a strange looking UFO fly down and hover over someone. Then, in a flash of light, they disappear. I say to the person how amazing this is. I just can't believe I witnessed a UFO abduction right in the middle of downtown. I notice how everything turned from night to daytime really quickly and I feel like I am missing something important. My thought is interrupted by someone ushering me into a building. [Something] happens inside and then we are ushered out. When I turn around, the building dissolves into my old house; the first one I bought with my ex-wife. Someone tells me everything (the UFO abduction and building) was just holograms an illusions. I laugh that I got punked so hard and watch the next person get it. Things happen differently this time and the 'abductee' walks down the street toward the building. I follow closely behind the hologram and laugh with my 'friend' as I watch my hand pass into it. It's like a ghost but the more I play with it the more solid it becomes. I think maybe the hologram passed over an actual person. I only recall random and fleeting images next (sexy time with wife?), but I somehow end up in that old house talking to my wife.

I wonder why we decided to buy this house. I really don't want to live here after-all. Then I quickly recall that I have had this exact dream before. As I nose plug, my wife is telling me something. I am not listing because I am trying to make sense of why I feel like I am slightly blowing through. Am I really dreaming? I do several more nose plugs, but the last one is more deliberate and I blow cleanly through. I am dreaming! I don't want to be here at all so I immediately leave my wife and head out the back door. As I cross the yard, I feel guilty for just running off. I wonder if there is something important there that I should resolve. I pull myself over a privacy fence and, for fun, climb a tree. I see my old neighbors house and try peaking in the window. I wonder if they would recognize me if they saw me. Ridiculous. I ponder the house issue while up there. I admit that I did enjoy some memories living in that house and I do miss it in a way. I decide to climb down and resolve this. There is a long winding limb the leads down to the trunk of the tree and I enjoy extra upper arm strength as I move along it like a monkey. I jump down and float toward the street in the front. Someone is growing beans along the road and I have to step over them. I find this curious, but decide to ignore it.

I get down the street and see the house. It now looks like every window has been removed. I can see bare 2X4s and insulation around the edges. I feel like there is some meaning here, but I can't imagine what it is. I enter the house, determined to play this dream out. I act like I am considering buying this house a second time. I begin looking things over, forgetting about the windows already. I notice the laminate wood flooring is still there and looks really nice. I move down the hall and see my wife and son. I pass them and enter the front bathroom. In waking life, I installed ceramic tile over concrete slab, but here there is several layers of linoleum over plywood. I can see a lot of water damage around the bathtub as I peel the edges back. In fact, the wood feels soft and moist even now. My son gets in the way of what I am doing and I have to move him out of the way. I stop and ponder things now. I decide this house really isn't so great after-all and the emotions I get from it feel resolved. It's time to let this place go. Feeling like I accomplished something, I get up and head outside while my wife and son follow behind. I feel like I have been dreaming a really long time now, and consider waking myself up so I won't forget things. I really think I could wake up at will, but it's been a long time since I have had a nice long lucid so I decide to leave it alone for now.

I see our Nissan down the street and tell my wife that I will race her. I hope she agrees because I know that I am still dreaming and I will impress her with my ability to teleport. She nods and I let it happen. There is a surging streak of light and color and I find myself sitting in the car. Unfortunately, it's not a complete teleport because, I can see two realities. Yes, I am sitting in the car but I can also see the place that I was standing layered over. I look over at my wife standing next to me and this brings me completely back to start. I stand up, feeling a little embarrassed. As we resume walking to the car, I tell her how I almost teleported and ask her what it all that looked like to her.
She just says, "It looked really weird."
I nod and say, "I bet it did. I was really there for a second."

Now, at the car, I get caught up with trying to manually put my son in his car seat. None of the straps and buckles are working right and I spend a lot of time fumbling with things. My wife is trying to help me, but it's just not working right. The dream destabilizes and I decide it's fine to go ahead and wake up now.

Morning of December 24, 2014. Wednesday.



My family and I are living in an unknown location which at one point is similar to the house on Stadcor Street but mirror-imaged, yet later seems to be more like the Loomis Street house in the next segment. There is a part where we had apparently been growing beans near the back porch. There is a concern that not all of them had been used in meals. There are seemingly only a few big pods left, but they seem a bit damaged and “too old” and weathered for usage in a proper meal. However, there is also a clearer thought of soon having a lot more bean plants (of different types) growing in the yard (as they are easy to grow).



At one point, my brother Jim appears. I am aware that he had died (in real life, though I am not fully lucid) yet I still approach him cheerfully. At first though, there is an idea that it may be someone else walking away from our house (though I do not recall any prior scene involving him). He appears to be only in his thirties and seems happy when he turns around to see me. He has several old books on computers as well as at least one book about postage stamps (which is mostly about identifying old and rare stamps, it seems). I talk to him about how much computer technology has changed. However, I say a couple things that are not actually true. I say how hard drives are no longer formatted by the end user, but of course in reality they sometimes still are. I also say how directories (folders) are no longer used, which is also not really true. Intending to look through one of the computer books, I instead find myself looking through the book about stamps and mostly notice images of very old stamps (about three or four larger images per page) that each are of mostly one color and are Iranian in appearance - seemingly from the late 1880s and such, but there are a lot of fictional horizontally rectangular ones, including many with mostly just calligraphy art in simple patterns. The overall detail in this part of my dream is very well-rendered. I still find it interesting how the mind can create such precise imagery without distortion.



At one point near the last section of my dream, it seems there is a medical problem present within my family. I also eventually have similar symptoms of speckles of blood in a few locations on my arms and stomach. It turns out to have been caused by a larger swarm of drain flies (a bit bigger than in reality, but not by much), which come in through an open window through the back of the house (the laundry window, in fact). One gets me on the left arm near my elbow. I am annoyed at this point, but actually feel better about the “explanation” of the earlier in-dream symptoms - which are not really related to an internal problem (or the body’s organs or systems) as was originally worriedly thought. In reality, I have rarely seen this type of fly, and they do not actually bite as far as I know (thus apparently do not cause illness at least according to some sources). Also in reality my in-dream concern likely only relates to heat rash, as this is the hottest part of the year in Australia, though it could also be a typical play on “time flies” and time “down the drain” (relative to how quickly the holidays come and go - though I do not really have present negative associations with holidays).

I was inside a room in our house with my mom. For some reason I had three white pills inside my mouth. I spit it out and asked my mom if it was dangerous to take more than one of the pills I had inside my mouth. She said i was worrying too much about it and that I was fine. When I got out of the room I saw my younger brother in another room. He was supposedly using the bathroom with the door open but said I invaded his privacy.

I turned away and told him I wasn't even looking at him. Than ran upstairs because my older brother started chasing me saying I did something wrong. When I got upstairs into my parents room there were plants all around. I hid somewhere in the room from my brother's sight and he got uninterested and left. I felt good about this and decided to go into the living room.

After that I recall eating dinner with my family. We were eating a poisonous scorpion. By mistake I ate some of the poison and spit the meat out. My mom seemed annoyed with the fact that I made that mistake.

The next thing I recall is going to the kitchen and looking at the living room. My mom came next to me and a guy I thought was Kiro stepped out of a portal in the living room. He said since I couldn't learn the lesson someone like a diety or a goddess would have to teach me and than my mom said it was a good idea. The dream than shifted and it was now the morning. To my right side there was a huge cemetary with white tombstones. I wasn't inside it though and it had a small gate in front of it.

To my left, in front of me and behind me was a huge crowd of people all dressed up in traditional dresses and regular clothing. I felt like it was a huge gathering party or amusement park with rides somewhere. People were laughing and talking happily as they walked to the destination spot.I was running through the crowd but not so fast looking at the cemetery. I felt like the guy I thought was Kiro was invisible but still around so it felt like we were racing each other for fun.

But there came a point when I felt like he was gone. So I went further into the crowd and saw a orange haired girl in a traditional dress. She was telling her friends how beautiful the dress was. The cemetery wasn't to the right now so I went to that part of the crowd.People were getting ready to play a game. There were small cartoon looking pigs around too and one of them kept bumping into me.Also, the place became a big room.

I pushed the pig to the side and found a small baby pig the size of a hamster. I wanted to play the game others were playing but felt bad because the baby pig looked sick. A girl told me to put its mouth to a part of the mom pig. But to my surprise when I tried to help it get milk pee came out. Lots of it started flooding the baby's mouth and when I tried to hold it the other way it peed all over my chest.

I was disgusted and didn't want to be covered in pee when I talk to Kiro or others in the dream. I went into a room that had a bathroom inside it. It felt like I was at a expensive hotel now. I took off my clothes and was going to step into the showers but stopped when I heard a person come into the room. It was a Asian lady and her husband.

I was afraid that if I stepped into the shower she would sense me. A scene flashed in front of me of the Asian lady seeing a outline in the shower. Than she screamed and told her husband. When it stopped I just decided to go inside. But I was stopped when a tall oval gold mirror came in front of me. I was freaked out cause I had pink marks on my chest. I just wanted to take a shower so i could be clean. In the mirror I could see four tall girls that were naked around one guy sitting on the bed behind me. I decided I would just run into the shower but woke up.

Teruru

I appeared on my bed and could hear voices. I thought about Kiro and how I wanted to see him. Than I appeared on a small island. On the sand there was a small fluffy dog and the name Teruru was on the sand. There was a small footprint too. A guy was telling me it was important to pay attention to teruru. Than I appeared on my bed again. I heard voices all around me and bit my finger to see if I was still in the dream. I was so I decided to set the intention to wake up after closing my eyes and hiding my face behind a pillow.(I was scared)Than I woke up.

Upon recognizing the dream state, I will perform item #1 followed by any of the subsequent items.

1. Look around and repeat "this is a dream"
2. Recite the Vajrasattva mantra.
3. Make offerings to the Buddhas
4. Listen to the grateful dead
5. Explore my surroundings
6. Walk through a mirror

I slept on the family room couch for this one. Went to bed around 4:30. (Had an earlier nap in which my dream felt like it lasted for 1000 years. It was so nice.)

This time, between dreams, I felt no vibrations/sleep paralysis, yet I still felt that wooshing feeling of my "body" accelerating upwards. My head felt intense pressure and a few of the times I "tried" to make myself go up further and it happened, even during the dream. I'm not sure why; it didn't seem to better the lucidity or anything like that. Each time it happened I thought, "So this is happening...why??"

My stability in the dreams wasn't great. I felt myself waking/about to wake up several times during it, but I persistently went back to sleep. I tried to make the dream more stable a few times, though. I've read about people looking at their hands to do this, so I tried that, but it did nothing. I found that looking at my feet on the floor really helped, sometimes jumping while looking down at them. It would feel clear after that, if only for a minute or so. Several times, though, after all the effort, I was feeling like, "What's the point to all this?" because it was unstable to the point where it felt pointless.

In the actual dream, i can't recall quite what happened. I know there were others "like me" in it. At some point when I wasn't yet lucid and was in a dream area of my school that I'd been in before, I was discussing with someone how lucky the younger kids were to have the school redone for them, just like the middle school. (while we were in the middle school it was under construction until the year after we left, so same kind of thing).
Oh my god! Okay, I remember something I really don't want to remember because it involved me feeling really h---y toward another girl, and I was confused in the dream but was like, hey whatever, she's here! It only lasted > a minute because my mouth went somewhere and I felt my teeth touch each other on my physical, sleeping body. (Things like that kept happening, so I must have been 1/4 "out of the dream" or something.)

Sarah was in my dream, not sure why. There was a sort of sense of danger throughout the dream, or like I was in a sort of competition with high-ish stakes. I don't know. Anyways, at one point I realized, "Wow, I forgot I can fly and get away from all of this." And I just flew up in the air and smiled huge because flying feels so freaking cool. I flew for a long time, so that's the last thing I remember.

Things I tried: I finally remembered to try walking through walls. So that was cool, I guess. I went right through like everyone says happens. I tried something else, too, but don't remember what. :/

I think my basic list of things to do has been covered!
Basic checklist:
-looked at hands
-looked in mirror
-read
-walked through walls
-looked at hands
-experimented with clocks
-met people saying they were 'of the dream world' (not really something i can "try" but including it anyway)

Ohhh, I never tried the basic light switch thing! So I'll be thinking of more things to do for the next time I'm in an LD, hopefully more complex than walking through walls

I was really surprised how quickly this happened again.

Only three days after my first SP -> LD trip, I found myself in SP again. This time was different, though.

As I felt the intense vibrations, I tried to do what I did last time, which was make my body accelerate towards the ceiling, but I couldn't do that. I don't know if it's possible for me to "make" myself do that if it doesn't "begin" by itself.

Anyway, in SP I just visualized my dream...and it worked! I would be in the dream I visualized, more or less. So, that happened several times (going in and out of SP - LD) This happened a week ago and I don't remember my dreams all that much. I finally remembered to look at my hands, though! For me, they weren't really demented so much as a finger or half a finger was missing.

In the darkness

I was in some kind of a hotel. I was walking through the dark hallway. My flashlight gave faint light, and I could see only blurred, dark shapes in front of me. Then, I saw Bloody Mary standing near the doors, and staring at me. I was afraid to move closer, but I did it, and saw that it was just a confused girl. I asked where my room, number 182 is. She said that it's right here, but when I looked at the door it was 246. We were frightened, as someone changed numbers in each room.

Fighting the bully

I went to the car sale. There were many vechicles, new, old, even those I seen before. When walking slowly, watching it all in awe, I was attacked by my old bully. He insulted me, and then a strange man appeared from the wall and punched him. He wasn't hurt though. I started to fight, but my punches were really weak. I then chosen to hurt him by scratching, but then I felt the scratches, and saw that in fact, I was fighting with myself.

I don't remember much of the dream.
All I know is it began in a city in a highland, all covered in snow.
The city is partially destroyed , smoke is coming up from buildings in the center of the city.
I have a tablet , I watch the news. It was true: A evil organization leads the world and
now decided to destroy the majority of humanity, police brutality etc.
On a video I see protesters and policeman fighting in a supermarket .
One of the policemen grabs a guy , he falls , then kicks him in the face ,
Blood comes up from his face , A LOT of blood, his face is destroyed.
I can't believe what I see.
Now they grab his leg and spin this guy in the air , everything is covered in blood.
They throw the guy , the people started to run for their lives as they witness the horror.
I stopped the video. I'm near a big tree like thing, it has many and big leaves. Its my cover.
I climb up with my AK47 to look around.
I see the a few police man coming . They seen me .
Now they try to climb up on the tree, I know if they get me , I'm dead.
I remember that I have a weapon , so I grab my AK47 and shoot em' down.
I shoot down a few other people, they became cannibals or zombies, I don't know.
All I know is that they want blood.
Somebody comes, he seem to be normal. We become allies.
He tells me that he's from the elite forces , what belongs to an organisation which purpose is to stop this illuminati crap, they're equipped with high tech stuff.
He asks if I want to join I say " hell yeah , of course".
Soonly , these vehicles arrive, there is some flying balls which similar to the death star
from star wars , but these are its miniature versions , a bit different.
So I get into one of theese balls that can fly ,and then we fly down the mountain\highland.
To a green plain. There's trees and villages.
I have a hud, we get the locations of the targets , and theyre marked.
We go there and kill them all.
In the rest of the dream we do this till I woke up.

(Copied from dream interpretation forum)

This actually happened two nights ago, but I only got around to posting it now. I don't remember what I dreamed last night, so . . .

*Important Background Information*
I am a teenager. I live with my parents, younger brothers, two cousins, aunt, uncle and grandparents. The only people in this dream, however, were Aunt Beth and my cousin Isabel who is 4 years older than me. I live on a farm, and I have 12 goats and a sheep in the front of the house. On the side there are horses, chickens, 2 guinea hens, 2 geese, and some rabbits, but the only relevant animals are the goats and horses in this dream. At the moment there are some court issues over my brother and I feel like the adults aren't telling me enough, which could be part of the meaning of this dream. Luna is my favorite goat and she gets Polio sometimes due to a weak immune system; I know how to tell when she in in the very early stages of it so she hasn't been close to death for at least a year.

*Actual Dream*
I was at home, and my house actually looked like my house which is unusual in my dreams. I was inside and I don't know what I was doing when Isabel came up to me. She told me Luna was dead! I felt very stressed and grief-stricken, and I asked her why I hadn't been told she had Polio. Isabel just shrugged, like it didn't matter! I think she was a bit embarrassed too though. I asked her, "Seriously, why wasn't I told?" and she shrugged again! So I ran outside to the goats, except the goats were right by the horses which is not where they are in real life. Also, I didn't recognize any of the goats except Luna. She wasn't dead, but very near death. Aunt Beth said she was going to euthanize Luna (put her to sleep.) I told her, "NO. I believe it is wrong to euthanize animals, ever." It's true, I do believe that. I should add we do NOT have the needle or anything; we would have to go to the vet to euthanize an animal. When Aunt Beth tried to do it anyway, I pushed her hand away and told her we couldn't do it. Luna might be very sick but there was no way we would end any chance she might have of surviving. After that I don't remember much of my dream; only that she was getting a little bit better. I don't even remember whether she died or not. I do remember that this morning when I woke up and went to let the goats out of their stalls, I was VERY relieved that Luna was okay; the dream was very vivid and I thought it might be real.

I honestly don't remember, but I felt truly rested when I woke. It felt fantastic, I'd been having nightmares, fragments and broken sleep for months it seems. I slept so deeply that I was confused by the annoying sound coming from underneath my pillow, and when I realized it was my alarm I couldn't remember why I had set it.

I might have dreamed about being off of work, or not having to go in. I think it had something to do with Constantine, but I was just editing my previous entry so I can't be sure if I really had another Constantine dream or what.

Oh, night before last I had trouble falling asleep but I was working up to a lucid dream. Something about leaving work, the building didn't have a roof and the aisles were like walls in a maze, I was running toward the service road and the vestiges of non-lucid limb heaviness were falling away---
...then my boyfriend came into the room and woke me up. I couldn't get back to sleep for an hour after that =/

From the Morning of December 20, 2014.

Woke: 6:30

I am walking down the street from the YMCA. My dad is in his truck circling around the area. I keep walking along the sidewalk and all of a sudden I realize that I'm dreaming! I turn around and I can see my dad's truck parked against the curb, but my dad isn't by the car...it's a different guy. I walk toward him and I realize he wants to fight as he runs toward me. I smile at this, as this would be my first dream fight ever. I get a little nervous though as I see him jump several feet into the air to come down and slam a monster punch into me. I jump without thinking and join him in the air, throwing a punch. We both miss and when I land I quickly spin around throwing another punch. But this time it feels like my arm is super heavy, and my punch is being thrown very slow. He grabs my arm and throws it out of the way. I try throwing another punch and it is also slow.

Then I am in my house in the living room and luckily still lucid. I rub my hands together and tell myself that this is my dream body, my physical body is in bed so I can do anything. I am trying to fly which I have failed to do in the past so I needed to reaffirm to myself that I was just dreaming. I remember that I fell asleep in a chair sitting on it the opposite way, so this was indeed my dream body. (That was a false memory, as I was in bed) I remembered it was easier to fly if you jumped off something. I ran upstairs to my balcony and got a running start and jumped off. I stuck my arms out in front of me and was able to float but not fly. I crashed into the floor at the end and while it didn't "hurt" I felt a little pressure on my head where it hit the floor and it was more uncomfortable than it hurt. I zoomed back up the stairs (literally zoomed...like ran at superhuman speed) and tried again...and got the same result. My dad stepped into the house and I got an idea. Maybe if I left the door open I could just pick up speed and fly out. So I put the door on its magnetic door holder and went back upstairs. I jumped off again but the same thing happened. Then I decided I should find a girl. (I always do this if I can't complete something ) I decided I would create a false memory of them moving to my neighborhood and I walked outside. I picked a house across the street for them to move into, but decided that a house farther down the street would do better because IWL people were actually moving out. I "remembered" that a hot chick had just moved in and I visualized it. I started walking down the street and looked over at the front of the house across from me. Detective Lassiter from Psych was at the doorway, and some girl with red eyes and who was demonic was on her knees talking to him. I got worried because I was afraid that seeing the demonic chick would cause bad things to happen. She turned around and stared at me, so I quickened my walking pace down the street. I got a couple steps along before I woke up...

Next time I have decided that when I fly, I need a bigger space. Not a cramped area like my house. I also need to jump from a higher platform. Mostly I just need the space though because that way I would be able to fly up instead of having to direct my flight downwards. I think having to fly down was the cause for me not being able to fly because I would hit the ground.

I fall asleep and have a dream about playing videogames with some friends. I wake up, go to the toilet and back to bed.

This dream I remember being in class, I see my friends and this girl I like. I talk to her and she goes away. When going home I get distracted talking to some classmates and I realize I forgot my backpack and my car. Going back I discover my car has been stolen and my things with it. The rest of the dream was me feeling awful while trying to find my stuff.

Also enjoy my ultra-old avatar picture from before the days of my dream-self. I can't seem to get that character to look right and the animation hates me.

Here is what I can recall:

Several nights ago I had some dream where all of the buildings in my university had some how been stacked together into this huge conglomerated tower. There was something to do with a math class as well.


I also recall a nonlucid dream from two nights ago. It involved some kind of magical battle. I had to wear armor made out of 'solid water' that had this odd surface that was solid yet had small waves moving through it. This was because the person that I was to fight had miniature flamethrowers on their arms.

When the fight began we were on this huge covered bridge, made entirely out of wood. I actually had three opponents, the middle one, a husky female with the twin flamethrowers and a pair of presumably male guards (covered in heavy steel armor) carrying large black and silver halberds.

I became partially lucid during the fight and was able to slow down time, particularly when someone was swinging at me. I also seemed to have power over the weapons and, once the guards were disarmed, I was able to call their halberds to me (see thor's hammer).
The fight climaxed when the main antagonist, the woman with the flamethrowers pulled a pair of knives. I had been able to damage the flamethrowers at some point during the fight. We went in close and I tried to put her into a lock. She was struggling to stab me and I was trying to choke her. I lost the dream and woke up.



The night before last, I had a semi lucid dream where I was flying and running at ridiculous speeds through my home town. My good olde fashioned fire jets at work here.

The town seemed a little re-arranged though. I recall there being all of these black and white wooden targets that I would bounce off of. The dream kind of had the feel of a sonic the hedgehog stage with the wooden targets being like the springs.

The dream ended with my attempting a Kamehameha, then realizing how unstable the dream was and making an effort to stabilize. I was in a soccer field. I ripped up some grass trying to stabilize but it didn't work.

Last night was pretty good though. Some dialogue with Manei. (I love how when I try and LD with things on my mind, I don't get sh*t. But when I'm on break from lucid dreaming, I get ten minutes of lucidity with her. So I wound up being kind of quiet and not particularly engaged within this dream.)

I can recall being in a huge building. It had a very bland, sterile feel like a school or hospital. I was waiting in line with dream characters to talk to some lady seated at a desk, with the feel of... well a hospital check-in. I took note of how diverse the crowd seemed to be. age, race, gender and clothing all seemed to vary greatly.

I then saw Manei in the crowd and instantly became lucid. She cut through the line, heading down a secondary hallway. I came with her. One of the things I recall taking note of was how tall Manei really is (Well she's been taller than me since we met, but this time around she seemed even taller than usual). IWL, I'm about 5'8", so lets assume my height carries over into the dream. I'd probably put her at around 6'2".

We went around another corner into another long hallway, this one lined with doors. The hallway had a dark, creepy feeling to it, like someone or something was following us. We then came to a stairwell that went up and down at least three floors each way. There was a window and we could see that we were in a massive building complex that stretched for miles. Outside, the weather was overcast and it was raining. Occasionally, I heard a roll of thunder.

We sat down together on the top step, giving us a good view of the dreary environment outside.

Last night, I went to sleep with the idea of manifesting my own persistent dream characters into the dream world. I'm not really sure why, my mind was just sort of wandering, and that's what I drifted off on.

So I decided to bring this up with her. I also got the inkling that somehow, that line of people that I was in earlier was a manifestation of the dream characters that I wanted to create. She didn't seem very interested in the idea, saying that it would be a distraction from dreaming, and that having too many dream characters/guides can be chaotic. I told her that I had only two characters in mind that I wanted to manifest, and that I felt that they were important to the balance of my dream world. They were meant to represent aspects of my personality that don't come about all too often in my dreams. She then replied that if I felt that I had to, I could manifest these characters, but she made me promise that if she wanted just me and her, I would let it happen.

At one point we started holding hands. I said something about stabilizing the dream, but I think we were just happy to be together again after all the crap that's happened. I think she was telling me that I should come back to concentrating on lucid dreaming. I told her that I would.

She then told me some story about technology and spiritual advancement. I don't remember the details, but it was about how technology can be helpful if used in moderation, but if you use it too much it can rule your life and you can lose touch with those around you. For some reason the characters in her story were represented with a couple of lego people she had in her back pocket.

We were looking at our reflections in the window. I noticed Manei was wearing the headband that I gave her, and that the emblem was actually correct this time around. Funny, I hadn't noticed it until then.

I began to really lose touch with the dream. Manei became a male version of herself and took off her shirt. This had something to do with her practicing appearing as a boy. I was trying to concentrate on making her look better but she still looked sort of distorted and disproportionate.

As Hemlock Grove's Roman, me and Peter have just entered this old abandoned tower, and I'm showing off some of the tricks I've picked up since the last time we saw each other. I turn myself into a cloud of bats, thinking of this as something I'd learned from that one previous dream, and I come out of it high on the wall, looking down at Peter watching me, able to hold myself up against the vertical wall just by gripping with my hands - it's not completely effortless, but it's still easy. It's a rush. I'm having so much fun showing off with Peter, I want to laugh. This makes me start thinking something about connections with people, and then there's a memory gap.

The next scene I remember is in a different part of the same building, the memory gap only lasted for about one or two changes of scene. I'd climbed up into the metal rafters and I've been heading up in a spiral, and I've just come across a closed door; but I'm not playing around anymore, I'm in a hurry, either chasing or being chased by something. The door has no handle on this side, so I hammer on it and shout, "Open the door. Open the door, mom!" (I was thinking of someone specific by 'mom', but whoever she was, it wasn't my IRL mother or the mother of the character I'd started the scene as - I'm not sure I'm still playing his role by this point.) Door still doesn't open, and I'm not surprised. I step back and look at it. There's no way to open it from this side, just a keyhole big enough to look through - I can see some light through it, and I have the feeling I'm meant to look through it, and that thought pisses me off. I grip the side of the door, forcing my fingers into the gap between the door and the frame, and I wrench it open.

The other side of the door leads to somewhere else completely, unconnected to the building I was just in. It's incredibly vivid, nothing like the dream I'd been having up until this point - which hadn't seemed un-vivid in any way, but I'm thinking of this as a completely different way of seeing things. I'm in a stone hallway, brownish-yellowish stones, filled with many doors, all of them wooden, arched, narrow, dull red. I still have that sense of being in a hurry, and I immediately go to open the first door to my left. But as I do, I hear a woman's voice - the mother I'd referred to before - shouting this strangled "No!" and I hear the sound of a door closing, and footsteps in a hurry. And then I'm awake.

(Really awake, none of the usual transition, just footsteps and "No!" and suddenly in my bed with my eyes open. Was convinced I'd been woken up by the actual front door and actual footsteps - which is not unusual, I sleep while other people are up - but no, just the dream. Back to sleep.)

As Constantine (rhymes with turpentine), I've been in a police interrogation room for a while now when they let in this elegant older woman to see me, calling her "Mrs. Constantine." She's supposed to be my mother, which is a lie of course, my mother being long dead, but I instantly play along with the act. Memory gap, and then I'm being put in a holding cell, and I try to convince someone I pass along the way to have the police find that woman and pick her up, quick. Not sure I made myself clear, though, I'd been passing out, having a hard time staying conscious. I can see the brown smoke of her spell wrapping around me. Blacked out.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I had a classroom scene, so I went lucid and walked out. I didn't have any particular destination in mind aside from getting out of the school, and the first door that I reached for took me into the kitchens - still meant to be part of the school. The next door I can find is a refrigerator door, and I give that a shot - no good, I open it and find food inside. I think to myself that this is probably too strong an association to bother trying again, so I remove the refrigerator from the wall. There's a white wooden door behind it. This one opens onto a satisfyingly different scene - rolling green hills and a mountain in the distance that I mentally compare to Mt. Fuji from its size and the way it dominates the landscape, though otherwise they don't look alike.

I walk along a paved road leading towards that mountain. At one point I come across a house, and the road divides so that one path leads up a slope to that building and down again to rejoin the main road on the other side, and I'm admiring the organic shape of both the road and the house. It's a white one-story building composed of several rounded rooms, with a reddish-brown shingled roof with little spires over each rounded room. There were quite a few plants that I was admiring, and gardening tools, but I knew this was going to be too much detail for me to remember, and a lot of it didn't have any IRL comparisons I could easily make, to make it easier to remember. I focus on a couple woven baskets lying on a bench, with lids with little spires like the ones on the roof, the last thing I focus on as the path leads me back down to the main road.

The path leads me into a town, or a small city maybe, starting in a little square with two clocks standing on black iron poles. Both of them show the same time, 3:00, with the second hand pointing down at the 6; a bell tolls, and then they both run backwards, until every hand points to the top, midnight exactly.

The path leads on to another square, this one with a big brass bell. There are a fair number of people in the streets around me now, but I'm only paying attention to one - a man standing beneath that bell. He calls me over. He's this older man, and I mentally compare him to Mister Rogers, that sort of friendly and wise and harmless impression. His speech is slurred and very deliberate, as if he has a hard time forming English words. He says quite a few things about me heading for the mountain, and preparing for that, and he mentions K., an old IRL friend who I haven't gotten in touch with for a long time. I'm a little frustrated by knowing I'm not going to be able to remember all these details when I wake up, and I'm having a hard time picking and choosing which parts to focus on, but I hold up a hand to stop him and ask about K., ask him to clarify - is he saying I need K. with me at the mountain, that I can't do it alone? He's surprised by the question. He says, no, you can go on alone. And he compares me to "a dry martini: high in the hand, but hard to keep it." Okay, that's suitably convoluted phrasing that I'm definitely not going to remember that unless I wake up now. I choose to wake up so I can remember at least some of what he's said. I regret this decision almost instantly.