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I got lucid in a very weird way last night - I had watched the series 'The Prisoner' and in my dream "Number 2" appeared and was very suspiciously trying to talk me into something. The actor of Gandalf, by the way. And I realized it, somehow I knew this was from fiction and I concluded I must be dreaming.

So I turned away and walked out of the house. There was a wooden chest on the porch and I convinced myself of pumpkins having been stored there. Opened up - yep - pumpkins. It kind of never ceases surprising me how stuff is so easy to dream up. Classical big orange ones - I took one out and pried the top loose, which was easy, too. But to my disappointment there was only pumpkin-mush in it. I remembered reading about somebody having dug into it and found more, so I did that and indeed, there was more - just nothing exciting. Several black relatively flat and shiny stones of a diameter of maybe 5 cm.
Na well...

I recall some dream where I was playing (I think LittleBigPlanet) or a very similar game. I was trying to make a level but I needed these unlockables from the core game to do so. I kept on having to begrudgingly go back to playing the game so that I could unlock enough points to continue making my level.
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I recall this once scene toward the end where I had made the whole level one layer deep with this material that had a red and orange wavy pattern on it.

I was at my Taekwondo Studio. Though it feels bigger. I recall there are many familiar faces from the studio but also many people I have never seen before.
There was this heavily built kid of, I think middle eastern descent. I couldn't put my finger on where he was from but it was obviously not the united states, and he didn't speak English very well. Anyways, he invites me to have a friendly sparring match and I agree to do so. For some reason I agree to do so.
We get into position. For some reason there are these railings on either side of us so that we can't move to the side. We start fighting and because this was a dream about my Taekwondo studio, I obviously apply techniques I have learned in class.
This kid may be strong but he is soooo sloooww! All of his moves are blatantly telegraphed, and he doesn't seem to know much outside of throwing punches.
At one point or another he comments that my techniques are 'unconventional'.
I attempt to fight back by throwing kicks. For some reason, I can't seem to throw a decent kick.
At the end of our fight, I manage to get behind the guy, and grab his arms. I recall one of the holds we learned in class and and slowly manage to bend him into it. He doesn't try to kick me or break out, he just tries to resist me as I slowly get him into a hold. After I pin him, the dream ends.

I recall two instances of Dream Music this morning. The first one was a very errie woman singing. I can't quite put my finger on the style, but it was sort of Gothic but still Modern sounding, like atuo-tune had been used. The second one came about as I became more awake. I recognized it as Crystal Mountian by Synsun.

I was at our grandma's with my family. I was with my sister in the kitchen, but the wall was made of glass, which made it possible for us to see the entrance hall. All of a sudden, we started hearing some strange music coming from the street. I went close to the window and peeked out to see a large group of people (ten or so) dressed in a pretty weird way. I got scared right away and was terrified when I saw them entering the house. Many of them stayed in the hall, sitting on a couple of armchairs, and they were all texting with their phones. A couple of them saw us in the kitchen and came in to get us. I was freaking out so much at this point that I realised: "this can't be happening, this must be a nightmare". Once lucid but still paralised from the fear and not knowing what to do, I quickly asked to wake up. As I was saying it I knew I could take control of the dream, but it was too late.

The dream started with me running trough streets of an old city. It was night time and I was not alone, i was in a group of let say 5people. We were not running for fun, but for our lives. Because there were some weird monsters beeing born on the fields. When this monster appeared. my vision changed. evereything that gives light (street lamps, cellphones, candles.. ) everything radiatel a red light. But when i was running away from this big creature, it was like i did this once before.. and that is why I should run away this time, because i had no chance of survival. So we ran.. and fell into a big aquarium. And there was another beast in it. At first the beast was winning the battle.. because it started to bump in each of us.. tearing our group apart. But then we formed a team formation.. and started making waves. Each wave was bigger.. and those waves were crushing this beast into one pointy edge of aquarium. At the end we have impaled this creature with a big wave.

Then i was in a park, walking with Vesna. I told her, how things work.. that every 20s we become stronger, but there is a chance that a monster will appear. And when it does. Our eyes see the lightsources red. She listened really carefully. And we have reached a tunnel. We had to go trough and our eyes turned red.. we have seen a creature infront of us. I told Vesna to hide.. i grabed a huge sword which i had on my back.. and confronted this beast. It was a werewolf. I just charged towards it and the beast got scared, and started to run away from me.. in about 50m i was in reach for killing.. And i needed only one strike.. SLASH.. and the head of the beast was gone.. I went back to that tunnel in search of Vesna and she was hiding above the exit stairs with a knife in her hands. she was just waiting what will come out of the tunnel.. and if it wasnt me, she would attack it. But it was a great relief for her when she saw me. Then we decieded that we should get rid of the body. And i carried that werewolf trough the city until i have seen a big bush. The corpse was heavy so i was happy to dump it into the bushes..

And then again my vision turned red again. I saw a slowly walking man.. with a tunic and a cape. It looked like a wizzard. I followed it.. he was walking slowly and silently.. so it was not hard to get closer to him. I carefully grabbed my sword.. and when i was in reach to hit him.. he pulled his sword out of his cape. He was so fast.. He just pointed the tip of his sword against my neck.. and i pointed mine at his. He said to me.. "you know i am faster then you are, so put the weapon down" I did what he said, because i knew it was true. i put my sword down on the pavement. And he said.. you are lucky, because i am a good guy. I am one of the 3 eyes of the great beast. He opened his tunic.. and showed me some gold signs around his belly. IT was like a scarab torn in half. He said.. there are 3 eyes of the great beast.. i am one of them, and i am good.. but the beast doesnt know that. It is good to have a spy on our side. He told me that this beast puts eyecontact lenses into its eyes. One is pink, one is yellow and one green.. and this depends on the power which this spy has..

and then i woke up..

Dream 1

In my notes for the dream, it said that I had to survive in the jungle. I don't remember any of this dream but I had an image, and I'm not sure if it's just made up on the spot but I'm typing it out anyways.

I'm walking down a path in the jungle. There are lush plants and trees all around me. I have a rifle (AR-15?) in my arms. I see a deer and aim through the scope and fire.

Dream 2

I am at my friends house and there are a bunch of us there. We decide to fight and me and another kid team up. We are attacking another group and we get one of them out, but his teammate keeps fighting. He leaves and comes back with a metal rod with spikes at the end. He walks up behind my teammate and whacks him in the head. I hear the sound of metal hit bone and I hear my teammate's skull break open. I am now terrified as the opponent advances on me and I tell him to stop because that weapon can seriously hurt someone.

Dream 3

could be the same dream as Dream 2 or just a continuation

I am at the basketball gym with all my friends. We are shooting around and I pick up a ball from out of bounds and shoot it one handed. Then the gym transforms into someone's house and we are shooting at a mini basketball hoop.

Dream 4
I am driving to a restaurant to eat with some friends. My view is in third person, like in a video game, and its not even the car I have IWL. I think about drinking at the restaurant and I am frustrated that my parent's let me go, because then I have to make this hard decision. As I pull out from a parking lot, I keep thinking about all the cool people who drink, but then I keep fighting back and thinking about how it could ruin my life. I was losing the battle and had basically made up my mind to drink. (IWL it is very easy for me to decide not to drink)

10.12.14

Last night, bed round 10-11 till 4:40am

I'm working for a sadistic psycho lady, babysitting her boy and a girl, both about 5 years old. I'm with them at home, while she is at work. When she comes home, she starts asking about some paparwork we were suppose to be doing with kids. Apparently school gave them some homework for summer break, and there are some papers to be filled for next school year.

I realize I have been forgetting to do it, day after day. And now I'm really screwed, coz she is gonna do something really bad to me for not doing what I was supposed to. We are also looking at some cabinets and it's contents. She has a lots of stockings, which i was supposed to organize or something. I don't think I did that either, and I'm desperately thinking how to talk my way out of it.

Not sure when, but at some point we are standing at a door. She opens it and we peek inside. There is an exam table/chair there. Looking all white and doctory. I don't think she says it, but I know she is telling me she is gonna pierce my hoohaa. I'm like fuck, shit is getting real now. I better get in line, coz I know she has even worse things in store for me and she is gonna do it no matter if I'm good or bad, it's just matter of time. I kinda feel a stockholm syndrom. Impending doom. I act as if all is good, as if I liked her, so she doesn't get suspicous. But I'm scared shitless. Still keeping my cool and thinking about way out.

(The doc's exam table was in the Walking Dead episode I watched last night iwl).

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Day 6 using SSILD
I decided to refocus my intent after reading an old thread about getting out of a dry spell. I knew that I had to build the confidence, so I tried super damn hard, telling myself that I CAN do it, I WILL do it. I kept telling myself to be a natural lucid dreamer, to make myself think that I know it can be done. I got good results and have now broken my dry spell.

Dream 1 - Dream Fragment (00 35)
Very short, I briefly remember that there was something about lucid dreaming, then I promptly woke up.

Dream 2 - Oil Volcanism (02 55)
I seem to be on a road trip in a car, driving towards the beach with my brothers gf's family boat (I don't think they have a boat). It feels like I'm in the South Island, and the sky is overcast. Somehow the boat gets into the water and I'm on it now with a friend and a boat guide. I don't really make any contact with the boat guide, he's in the background, I think he was wearing a life vest. There is a board or frame on the wall of the boat, I touch it and know that if I lift it up too much then the boat will fall apart. I turn around at some point to see my friend touching it and he lifts it up too much, subsequently disassembling the boat. We're in the water now, I feel a bit worried about sharks but I don't think too much about it. We try to bring together a sort of 'shield' of boat parts to protect our legs in case there are sharks though, since it felt like there was no way we could get on any of the floating bits without falling off. Next thing I know, we're somehow getting this makeshift 'raft' thing with us in the centre (still in the water though, imagine a barricade) to move towards the oil 'spill', of which was the original goal for the road trip. The oil spill itself is more like an upwelling of oil, it feels a bit warm and is viscous. The plan now is to get back to shore using the flow coming from the upwelling oil, so we wade our little fort on the top of the spill and go down the slide as if it were a slide, gaining momentary momentum. We make it to the edge, I think something to myself along the lines of staying within the boundaries of the oil spill because no wildlife like sharks and stuff would be able to get us. I see the shore in the distance, I start thinking that it isn't that far and so I shouldn't worry about sharks, next thing I know I'm getting out of the water and walking along the shore to the car. As I walk towards the car I see my mum, brother, and my brothers gf drive past, my brother is laughing at some joke. I decide I better go say hi, and walk up to the car. They're standing in a triangle talking, they're here to go see the oil spill too. I try to get into the conversation to apologize to my brothers gf but I can't seem to get into it, I then wake up.

I stay awake for the next 2-3 hours, unable to fall back to sleep as my insomnia seems to kick in. Nearing the end of this (between 5-6) I could hear birds chirping outside, I started trying to make myself fall asleep and focusing on my hypnogogic imagery. I had two intense hypnogogic sounds, one was an amplified bird chirp that boomed down my ear, the other was just a boom.

Dream 3 - Homeless shelter for students (between 06 00 and 06 30)
I had made my way to a house where lots of people who didn't have houses would sleep, it was free accommodation. Everyone would either be sleeping on the floor, couches or beds, and the house was more like one room. I conversed a little bit with the DC's but I don't recall any of the conversations. I remember thinking that it would be convenient for a student to live here, you wouldn't ever have to pay rent, and for some reason I think that most of the people there were actually students. I decide to lie down and go to sleep on the floor. I wake up during the night and think 'oh shit, I should be going home', knowing that I would have to walk up a huge hill (the image I had of the hill was the exact same one as the one I walk up to get home from my friends house). After this imagery, the house takes on a different tone, kind of resembling an experience where my friend would have get-togethers at his place and we'd crash on his couch. Upon thinking that the hike back will make me sweaty (it's incredibly humid in the place with the hill) I take off my long-johns - this felt like a struggle for some reason.

I try to cement this dream to memory, and as I'm doing so I end up falling asleep again into what is now the 2nd lucid dream I've had.

Dream 4 - The thief who wants our stuff for some reason (07 20)
Almost like a continuation of my journey in the past dream, I'm now home. I'm conversing with my family in the family room about how a thief is going to try and steal chess pieces from us (they're super small too). I remember something about them having a special power when they're all brought together. We decide to keep them in a chest and protect them, we have to go away somewhere so the thief can't find us. The king piece isn't with the other pieces though, it's been completely forgotten by the others. I walk into the sitting room (I think Americans call this a lounge) and look around for a while. I seem to be on my stomach on the floor, I notice that at the bottom of a 1m tall, 15cm wide wooden stand thing is the king chess piece. It looks like a knight though . I think to myself that I should keep it to myself and that way no one will know where the last piece is. It is in a glass box container, I open it up and take it out, I seem to still be lying on my stomach and decide I should probably get up. I hear my mum coming into the lounge, and I barely manage to get up in time and put my arm behind the curtain and the figurine in my mouth, obscuring them both from view. My mum walks through, "Hey mum" I say, it comes out metallic because of the figurine in my mouth. She doesn't pay any attention the weirdness of my voice. Unfortunately I had forgotten to turn off my alarm that goes off at 06 45, the glass box behind the curtain is next to my head and starts vibrating loudly. My mum says "what's that sound?" as she walks towards me with a confused look on her face. "It's just my phone, I like the feel of it", I rub my head against the curtain to what I'm pretending to is now a phone behind it. She then says "Is it coming from behind the curtain?". This felt like an incredibly weird response, I start having an internal monologue: "What? Why would she ask that, I just told her that it's my phone and she can clearly see it's coming from behind the curtain. Is she not satisfied with my answer?" I start to realize that this has to be a dream, my feelings about the current situation flow away as I realize none of it matters. "I'm dreaming" I think to myself. I walk towards the doors that lead to the deck, on my way I do a RC to make sure, pushing my thumb onto the palm of my hand and stretching it elastically. I open the doors and fly outside, it's night time, I fly up a bit and get blocked a bit by the power lines. I decide to go up a bit and hover over the house, and for some reason that I can't recall, I closed my eyes. Big mistake. I think 'oh shit, if I open my eyes I'll be awake >_<'... Then I tried to open my eyes and be in the dream but it didn't work.

Note: I didn't feel overly excited and destabilize the dream like I did in my first lucid, instead I just cocked it up somehow.

1. I was inside of a public place, more like a classroom, when I saw a blonde girl that looked really cute. Oddly enough, she has a similar appearance to the girl I like in Waking Life. I go up to her and start talking to her. I don't remember our conversation though, just that everything went well. Next to her stood her friend, and she had deep black hair. Suddenly the bell rung for us to leave class. I asked this blonde, "Hey I might not see you again for a while, give me your cell so we can talk later?". She said yes and told me to write down my cell in her notebook.
I took her notebook and opened it up. She told me I could write down my number on any page as long as I told her what page I put it on, and she also wanted me to put my name next to my number. As I flipped through the notebook I noticed that it was really packed with alot of notes and other stuff. I picked a page somewhere near 2194 in her notebook, but then I changed the page too somewhere near 2912. It didn't occur to me how thick her notebook was, especially since it had over 2,000 pages. After I gave her my cell we departed.
As I left I saw another girl that I knew, and once we made eye contact she smiled and started running away from me. I went after her. I ran down the classroom and into another room. This other room was structured really oddly, its foundation was on a 45 degrees upward slope(maybe a little less). It was filled with high-tech computers and students occupying each one. Immediately as I entered the class room all of the students looked at me and gave me a dirty look, they seemed mad. I then saw the girl I was chasing down and returned to what I was doing. I ran up the entire class room and at the end I saw a door on the very left. The girl went into it.
I ran over to the door and opened it. On the other side of it was what looked to be some sort of maintenance room. I lost the girl from my sight. I also saw alot of mexican dudes on the other side of this door, they all looked pissed for some reason. I walked inside and took a few steps forward slowly. I looked at the mexican dudes and noticed they were all staring at me and they looked pissed. I then turned around and left the room to find an alternate route to this girl. I found another door not far away and went inside of it. Inside of this door there was also more mexican workers. I started making my way through the room and as I did a tall mexican guy started slowly walking towards me with a huge chainsaw type of thing.
"This might hurt a little." He told me. He then powered up his chainsaw and continued walking towards me. I backed up. Out of no where a huge piece of what looked to be broccoli appeared right in front of the guy with the chainsaw. The broccoli, as if it had a mind of its own moved towards the chainsaw guy. Once it got close enough to him it went into his chainsaw, but something odd happened. While the broccoli piece was getting shredded, the shredded pieces of it went into the back part of the chainsaw and started eating it and the guy up. All of the other mexican guys around looked in awe, in total disbelief of what had just happened. Now the chainsaw guy was completely gone.
I continued on my way through the room. I don't remember how, but I made it back home on my own. When I got home I noticed that my parents and my sister were gone, and I was home alone. All of the lights were off in the house and it seemed to be getting pretty dark. I went upstairs and walked into my room. Once I got in my room I suddenly started hearing what sounded to be like somebody messing around with the front door lock downstairs. I walked out of my room and took a quick glance downstairs. I saw two men trying to break into my front door(wow, really smart). I'm not going to lie I got a little scared and I immediately got out my phone and started dialing 911. I messed up dialing it 3 times but eventually called it.
A lady answered on the other end, "Hello, what is the problem?" she asked. "Two guys are trying to break into my house, send police over right now." I told her. "No, there is no one breaking into your house at the moment so stop lying." she replied. "Wow, what the hell am I dealing with right now. A 911 operator telling me that I'm lying." I thought to myself. "No really, I'm not lying at all, there really is two guys breaking into my house right now!" I said. "Stop lying to me, I know that no one is breaking into your house right now, do you think I'm stupid?" She asked me. I kept on telling her that I wasn't joking but she thought I was. I hung up the phone.
Later on, I remember somehow getting to Naomi's house(That's the blonde girl, but its not the actual Naomi, but more like a 2nd version of her that is slightly different) and chilling with her. Once I got into her house she walked me over to her recreational room and we sat down on the carpet. We started talking and I told that she looked beautiful tonight. "Thanks!" she said with sheer joy. Then for some reason I asked her how long it took her to put on all of her makeup(lol thats really awkward, I would never do that in real life, just saying). She said it didn't take her that long.
I looked around and noticed that all of the lights were off in the house except for a few night lights plugged in around the house, and one was close to us. I then knew it was night time and everyone else in her house was asleep. Suddenly my friends Trey, Patrick, Dylan, and a few others came out from around the corner and ruined or chill session. I didn't want to be rude so I told them to join us, but it didn't even occur to me HOW they got in the house. They sat down and we all talked for a bit. Suddenly we all heard a noise upstairs and I automatically knew that it was Naomi's parents. I could hear their footsteps coming down the staircase.
When her parents got really close to the bottom step we all hid behind the staircase. As her parents came around once they got down the staircase we all would move around to where they couldn't see us. Eventually though her dad saw us and to our surprise he didn't even get mad, he just asked, "What are you guys doing here?". I told him, "Oh we were just chilling sir." He seemed alright with that. After a risky confrontation with Naomi's father I told her that I had to go and left. As I left her house and got outside I went up a random platform that wasn't far away that had red railing all over it. It was still dark outside and the clouds in the sky were a light gray.
Once I got up to this platform I realized I was not alone and that there was a whole group of people here. It was like an outside classroom and everyone was sitting down in their chairs. Only two guys were standing up in the room along with me. Suddenly the teacher came over to us and asked us if we wanted to volunteer for a lesson. We all said yeah and the teacher then gave us something small that we had to swallow. Within a minute or so, whatever we swallowed started to take effect. I noticed that everything I saw started glowing green and it looked like I was tripping.
Once the 2 other guys started tripping the teacher began his lesson about how the world was going to end and everyone who had the same effects as us was going to go to hell. This freaked me out and I thought I was going to die and that what the teacher said was true. I then sat down in a seat in the back right corner of the outside classroom, still terrified of my fate. After a few more minutes though the effects stopped and I returned to my normal self.
Later on I remember being in a parking lot with the same 2 guys that I tripped with and we were surrounded by a circle of students and the teacher. We were being tested to see whose abilities where the strongest while tripping. We began doing a jumping contest and we all started jumping. I noticed that when I started jumping, as I jumped more and more I would go higher and higher. It felt like a trampoline. I was jumping the highest out of the entire group. The other 2 guys couldn't jump anywhere near as high as me.

2. I was outside at my friend Trey's house. Me, Trey, and Patrick were all in his driveway playing basketball. The sun was setting and the sky was now a deep orange. I knew it was a Sunday in this dream and I thought about how my friend Dylan would be coming back from his grandma's house today. Suddenly I see Dylan jogging towards us from his house. Once he got over to us we rejoiced in his return. I saw that Dylan was wearing a hat, which he usually never wears hats.
A little ways down the street to our right we all saw a group of kids. They looked our age so we decided to walk over to them and see what was up. Once we walked down the street and caught up to them I noticed that one of the people in the group was Isabelle, a girl I knew from school. We talked for a minute or so.

(Might finish the rest later.)

#370 - DILD - 5:53AM

I am in some church that looks a lot like the last one my father preached at in Texas. I am standing in the back leaning on the back rest of a pew while someone drones on up front. I come to awareness as I am staring off into space being introspective. I decide this is probably a dream and wonder into a back room.

I remember the costume task for the task of the month and look for my manatee outfit. There is a white toy chest behind a stack of chairs. There seems to be a bunch of stuffed animals and puppets in there. This is perfect for what I need. I reach in and pull out a grey hoodie with a plush manatee head for the hood. I decided before hand that I didn't want a complicated costume but this unexpected item is genius. I find a full length door mirror so that I would have a visual ground as I slip the costume over my head. My reflection doesn't cooperate and is making funny faces at me. It's not even doing the same movements I am. I decide this DC is annoying and move to another mirror. My reflection is still making faces but at least it's cooperating. I carefully slip the hoodie on while I keep a visual on the mirror. Once I have it one with the hood up, I turn around and imagine being in the water.

The hallway behind me quickly fills with water to the roof and I start swimming. Air bubbles swirl around me as I level out and make swimming motions. The dream fades here a bit but I focus on memories of snorkeling and quickly find myself in something similar to King's Bay. I even act the part and pretend that I have fins for elbows as I 'walk' the bottom among the vegetation. after a few seconds, my vision fades to black again but I decide that I have done the task so I let myself wake up.

I go ahead and nose plug but blow through. I set up and find myself outside next to my wife. I have the Manatee hoodie in my hands. I say to my wife, "Look, it's a Manatee hoodie! I just made it up on the fly but you would really love to have this. I wonder if it exists." My wife doesn't say anything but just smiles. I decide that I should do a web search when I wake up. This thought sends me into another FA.

I nose plug and am upset that I can't wake up. I am really worried that I will forget doing the task. I try really hard to wake up but just have some SP feelings instead. I quickly recall the costume dream and feel I have a good memory of it so I go ahead and allow myself to have some more lucid dream time. I sit up and feel slightly bored not knowing what to do next. I see my wife lying next to me and get some ideas. I'll skip the details, but I enjoy some rough anal sex with her stopping just before I reach completion not wanting to have a wet dream.

I have another FA and I nose plug. What the hell? I see my wife fully clothed looking into the mirror on the closet door. I am not at satisfied from before so I enjoy some oral sex. I feel that I am being ridiculously rough with her but decide that it's ok in a dream. I have an intensely satisfying release at the end and feel that I have now had a wet dream. Annoyed, I decide should wake up and change.

I have another FA and nose plug. I shout out, "Goddammit mother fucker!" my voice is vivid and loud. I spend a few seconds trying really hard to wake up, but I just can't. I decide to let go the worry of forgetting the dream and needing to change and decide to be thankful for such a strong LD. I open my dream eyes to look around and instead of a ceiling, I see a vivid, clear deep space view of a bright blue planet nestled next to a golden nebula. I am in awe of this sight and spend a few seconds taking it all in. I want to fly to the planet and explore so I reach my arms up to it as I lay in bed. I try to fly up to it but can't seem to move or float up. I don't want to try to stand up or do much of anything because I don't want to ruin such a beautiful sight. Fixated on the view, I relax hoping to float up but I have another FA.

This time I can hear the box fan humming and I try to move to get up. The effort jerks my physical body and I wake up for real.

10:25AM - Non Lucid - CanisLucidus At The Event

My wife and I are with CanisLucidus and his wife in a limo. CL is talking to his wife about getting tickets to some Glenn Beck event. His wife told him not to worry about it because she order early and got an awesome deal on some first class seating and there were going to meet Glenn Beck. I am a little disappointed that we didn't think of this. We had to order cheap tickets last minute.

We separate and I am with my wife in a crowded street like it's New Year's Eve in Times Square. There seems to be a million people here. I am talking to my wife about random stuff and I tell here that all it will take is just one person to turn into a zombie and then everyone will quickly be infected and wiped out. I somehow know this is really about to happen so I keep a watchful eye on the people around me. My wife seems to think I am nuts but I am ready to fight the zombie hoard.

Now I am watching CL with his wife like it's a movie. CL is narrating and I feel like I am reading one of his DJ entries. I see everything as from CL's point of view. He is next to his wife. She is in a fancy evening gown and CL is wearing a gray suit. They are high up in some balcony like in an Opera House. There is some conversation. I say to myself that I like how this is playing out like a movie with a plot. It's also skipping back and forth between characters like a movie. Seeing from CL's eyes, I look down at the jewel encrusted wine glass in his hand as he takes a sip. It looks like a moscato or some other white wine. There is some fine cursive lettering etched on the base of the glass. Now I am not looking from CL's eyes, but like I am there. I take the glass from CL and look closer. It is part of CL's DJ entry. It's hard to read and I don't remember it all but it says something about how he likes how he knows were are the DC's are in this part of the dream. This is just before 'it' all happens. He uses actual names rather than DV nicknames, but he tells where He and his wife are, where my wife and I are, as well as Dreamer and OpheliaBlue. There is something about how he's disappointed that I had to join the crowd down below but I had volunteered to help out with the event. I thought this was totally wrong and I begin to wonder what's going on. I try to read more of the small print to get some understanding but can't seem to see what the words are anymore. I am suddenly woken up by my wife getting out of bed.

It's been a while since I posted anything.

I dreamed I was trying to fit my cell phone into a side pocket on my purse and it wouldn't fit.

I dreamed I got up to check my phone (which I had, at one point in the very early morning, when it went off) but for some reason I went to sleep on the couch. When I 'got up', it was pitch black inside the apartment even though I knew it was morning. That didn't really clue me in, though, I just accepted it. Then, I tried to turn the light in the kitchen on. It didn't work. I then tried to turn the bedroom light on - it also didn't work. I realized that this probably wasn't due to the fact that both lightbulbs weren't working, but probably because I was dreaming. I shouted "It's too dark!" to try to create some light, but it didn't work.

I wound up back on the couch, trying to get up, and realizing I was still dreaming. I actually wanted to wake up for real, since I knew it was probably getting late in the morning and I didn't want to sleep in too late, but found myself in another false awakening. Frustrated, I tried to rouse my sleeping body and managed to turn over in my physical bed, waking myself up (for real).

I had a headache. I got out of bed and made some coffee.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #245: The Third Arm

I’m sitting next to Wife at a little craft table, both of us working on our laptops. I don’t know what she’s doing, but I seem to be writing some code for the game. My iPod is laying on the desk next to me, and I try to cue up some music on it. I swipe and poke randomly at the screen, and a song starts playing. Horrifyingly, the performer in the song is me! I’m braying out some horrible-sounding song that’s a cross between “Tribute” and just random squawking.

I desperately stab at the screen to try to make this stop. Now some British synth-pop is playing instead, much better. I note how strange the screen appears, and I remember to look for the dream. I stand up, and find that both Wife and the craft table appear to have vanished. I remember my intention to summon Dreamer and attempt the bonus Task of the Month (to find and play a musical instrument that doesn’t exist in waking life.)

For some reason, I have this very strong belief that the dream is taking place in my childhood home and that it’s completely empty. I affirm that Dreamer is already here in the room with me but I don’t believe it. I walk from room to room, saying things like, “[Dreamer], you’re right around the corner…” but never quite believing it.

I look down at my hands and say, “[Dreamer], you’re walking right beside me.” As I say this, a third arm extends right out of my chest, lining up its palm with my own palms. The upper part of the arm is covered by the sleeve of a purple polo shirt. I wonder whether this is Dreamer’s arm…? The purple sleeve seems really promising, but the arm kinda has a man-hand that looks more like mine. I think about what I can do with this to complete the summon, but can’t quite figure anything out before the arm vanishes.

I proceed into the den, saying out loud again that I’m expecting to find “[Dreamer]” here (using her waking life name.) I say something about her being “purple”, and expect to see her. As I turn my gaze around the room, I spy a purple director’s chair in the corner, but no Dreamer sitting in it.

Again I expect to see “purple” Dreamer, but instead I summon a purple trampoline, leaned up against the wall! And now look, there’s a purple wall hanging over one of the windows. I peer through the window, seeing only darkness beyond. I feel like there’s no certain dreamworld beyond this house right now, and even though I consider the idea of leaving, I feel nervous about trying this.

Maybe I just need to try calling her “Dreamer” instead of using her waking life name. I try this for a while, too, but I’m having a terrible time shaking this idea that the house is empty. I sense that I’ve let myself get stuck and that I should be able to think my way out of this. I call out a few more times, noting that I’ve actually had quite a bit of dream time. I worry that I should have done more with the third arm or that cool-looking purple trampoline. It isn’t long before the dream ends.

#369 - DILD? - 4:38AM

I scored two LD's last night and I'm super excited because it has been awhile since I have had this kind of high level lucid. I really didn't employ any sort of technique this time other than being super motivated and highly worried that I was going to have another G fail as I enjoyed a 45min WBTB. I suppose I did a sort of MILD tech; while doing some basic body awareness, I imagined being lucid and feeling the walls with my hands. But really, I suspect my paranoia of screwing this up was what brought my awareness up while dreaming. I guess I need to worry more!

In this first one, I don't recall how I became lucid and I was probably only semi or low level lucid to start.

I am in some elven chamber with Royal High Elves like in something from The Lord Of The Rings or Elder Scrolls. I am given a strange looking mace or blunt weapon made of a bright magical metal, but that is only the covering for a short sword. I draw it out at the handle letting the blunt part fall off and hold a bright glowing sword. I know that I have been sent into the darkness to defeat an enemy. I turn and see some sort of open portal that takes up an entire wall. There is a darkened and distorted courtyard full of humanoid creatures hiding from the light. I don't really want to rush out there and be overwhelmed so I decide that I'll try to coax them out one by one. I notice some grapes growing up the interior walls and wonder why they are there. I dismiss it as one of those funny dream things and decide to enjoy it. I pluck a handful and munch on a grape or two; the taste is as expected. As I do this, a few creatures rush in past me, but I let the elves worry about that and focus my attention outside. One of the creatures has a bow and arrow and starts shooting at me. I take cover close to the wall and throw some grapes out. I tell the bowman to come out and almost call it like a dog. I sort of hope it will try to eat the grapes but it doesn't seem interested. The more I study the creature hiding under a structure, the more it looks like a Jawa. For some reason this helps and I am less afraid. Maybe I just need to know what I am facing. After a few seconds, I realize it's not going to come out so I rush out to attack in spite my previous apprehension. I forget that I have a magical sword, but I am carrying a dagger in my right hand. It is enough. I stab the Jawa in the chest and look up in time to see movement to my right. I turn the dagger and strike out sinking the blade deep into another's face. More twisted and evil looking Jawas are coming and now I remember the magical sword. I blind summon and lift the glowing blade into the air. The dark creatures shrink back as my field of vision is engulfed by a white light. The dream fades from there and I wake up.

I roll over to find my DJ, but something feels off and very dreamlike. I do a nose plug and blow cleanly through. I am a little shocked and do this a few more times. I am actually a little disappointed and worried that I will forget my dream but I get up anyway. My lucidity is now at a high level but the dream is dark. I wonder into the living room and peer into the darkness trying not to give this hang-up too much power. I decide to call out and interact with the environment, "Helloooo?" Nothing responds as I feel my way to the kid's room and open the door. I can now see a little bit and I hear the toilet flush in the bathroom. "Hello? Who's there?" I am back to coaxing creatures out of the darkness and wonder why there seems to be a connection to the previous dream. The door slowly opens and my two cats run out. I chuckle to myself and pick up Sputnik, my one-eyed, black cat. I walk to the front door talking to her in a high-pitched teasing way, "Let's go outside. Do you wanna go out? You little black asshole." I talk like this to my animals all the time in waking life.

Once outside, I immediately recall the pumpkin task for the task of the month. I must have dropped my cat or it vanished because I have no other memory of her from here. I use a strong sense of expectation as I walk around to the side of the house. Just as I thought, there is a nice looking pumpkin in the driveway resting up against the house. It looks pretty solid and I briefly wonder how I am going to cut it open. I recall OpheliaBlue's dream and remember hers was sort or soft so I decide that's how mine will be. I reach down and rip the top off; it feels really pliable and half rotten. When I take a look inside, I see many smaller pumpkins among the typical stringy pumpkin guts. No seeds; just miniature pumpkins. I feel a little disappointed that I didn't find something cooler but this is kind of neat. I get the idea to open the biggest mini pumpkin, but the inside of that one was just solid pumpkin mush. I begin squishing and playing in the mess like a kid in the mud. Not far into this, I wake up and do a nose plug to be sure.

I later recall a non lucid about going to the grocery store down the street. There had been an explosion with the propane tanks and part of the building was blown out. I was still able to go inside and do my shopping.

I went to bed at 10:30. I was woken at 6 by a loud noise and had no recall. I got back to sleep and was woken up by my alarm at 6:50.

Saving my place in the food court
I'm with someone walking through a mall. We end up in the food court, and it seems to go on for a long, long way. The whole area is very haphazard and just feels messy. I move a couple of chairs from one table to another, then pull out my phone, go into Waze, and hit the big P button so it'll remember this spot for me. I'll need to come back here later.

Mistborn-style magic
I'm with someone else in an older part of town. We're looking at the outside display case of a curio shop, and my friend decides he's going to try to pick the lock on the case. He's unable to do it. Now we're inside the shop. I'm asking the shopkeeper about getting the "starter pills" so I can become a magic user. (I know this is like in Mistborn, where to become a magic user you can eat something, but then you have to eat other things to actually use that magic). He tells me that they're actually pretty cheap, though he won't give me a price. He just keeps answering around my question. He gets out five different colored pills and puts them in a bottle. Now I'm outside with his assistant on a field of grass near a cliff. He throws the bottle towards the cliff side, towards lots of holes. He explains there are creatures that live in those holes, and the only way the pills will work is if they try to eat them and then give up. His throw has to be really good to get the bottle to a place where it'll interest the creatures but where they won't go into a frenzy and destroy it. Unfortunately his aim was off and he threw too far. We'll have to go back and get another batch.


School weirdness
I'm talking to Frank about his teaching at a high school. We're talking about his methodology for / how he handles gym class. He lets each kid throw a ball four times trying to get it through a net (something like basketball) before giving it to the next child. I express my surprise that he does it so many times at once - I would have thought just twice would be better, rotating through the kids faster. He says it's easier to stop this way if they get interrupted (which doesn't make any sense to me), and that he doesn't want to get into a battle with parents over the ten dollars if their child doesn't get to throw the ball. Something comes up about Aunt C, how she (or someone like her) wouldn't hesitate to get the money back through small claims court. He says he's not worried, that no one would spend $70 to go to court on a $10 claim when you'd only get back $5 if you won. Now someone else is with us, and he mentions that Frank liked to shoot his basketball at the bulldozers while the other kids were taking their turns at the hoop. I try to picture what that would look like, but it seems really odd.

Now I'm with a group of people listening to a young woman talking about travel. She's saying she likes to travel by (something), since she just hates traveling on roads.


Fragment: I've been given a paper with some kind of special permission / authorization on it. I can show it to someone if I get in trouble.

Non-Dream Dream

Recall is a little better this morning - hopefully I'll be lucid again soon!

Dream 1: The city is falling apart and the ground is opening up to reveal fire down below. It has a video game feeling. That is all I remember.

Dream 2: I am having a pool party and I am a goalie in a water polo game. I also steal a fence from a neighbor.

Dream 3:

My friend AG invites me to a crossfit-like gym that looks kind of like a large warehouse inside. My wife is with me and is hesitant to participate because there is a very large crowd there. I am walking past my wife, about to do my first exercise, and I notice that one of her nipples is showing. I motion to her to cover it up. A fat woman next to me also notices the nipple and starts to make fun of my wife. I start talking back to the woman, defending my wife, and I notice that the fat woman's nipple is also showing. Then the workouts begin. The first couple of exercises involve jumping over a very high fence and using a jump rope that has a heavy block in the middle of the rope.

After a couple of exercises everyone make a large circle and a beautiful, muscular young woman walks out into the middle of the circle. She is supposed to fight someone who is not there. I volunteer to fight in his place. The game / fight consists of her trying to get me down on the floor any way possible and there is a time limit. After her time is up I try to get her down on the floor. She tries everything to try and get me down on the floor. She even picks me up off of the ground but I always somehow precisely counterbalance her movements and she is unable to throw me down. It is now my turn and I do a gentle leg sweep and slowly lower her to the floor. She is extremely frustrated and angry at how easy it was for me to win. She gets up and attacks me with some kind of jump kick. I catch her legs mid-air and pull her forcefully into my waist. At this moment we are both very turned on and emotional (love). She wants me to communicate with her through my heart (literally with my heart, no speaking). I express through my heart that I have very strong feelings for her and that I very much want to be with her but I am married.

I woke up at 4:30am, so I decided to try WBTB for 10 minutes.

When I tried to sleep, I kept feeling the onset of sleep paralysis, which freaked me out so I resisted it for a while.

I eventually fell asleep and dreamed about a GTA-style game in which two women are chasing each other in their cars. The pursued woman traps the other woman somehow and paralyzes her, holding her hostage.

Then I am in this game, in a race against another woman driver. I quickly get bored as the track is small and circular, so I get away into another part of the map.

The dream turns lucid when the GTA setting turns into the trailer for some action movie with a "buddy" theme. The stars are two young men, with specific ages - one aged 17, the other 23. The 17-year old is played by Daniel Radcliffe. The 23-year old was another famous actor, but I can't remember him.

I end up in the trailer with them, racing through the streets in various vehicles until we get to their home - a large house somewhere off the map.

I hang out with them in a poorly lit room somewhere on the ground floor. I think it was the living room. We chat for a while, then they both leave to another room in the house, leaving me alone in the room.

I notice a wall-length mirror, so I look at myself. I look as I normally do. I decided to dance in front of the mirror, and this is where it gets interesting: when I exaggerated my arm movements, in the mirror my arms were still at my side. I waved my arms around wildly, but the reflection only showed me making smaller movements, still at my side.

I decided to leave the room and explore the rest of the house. Outside the room was a long hallway that was dark. It was only lit by lights from behind the doors along it. The first door to the left had a red light, possibly coming from a TV, where Radcliffe and his friend were hanging out. I thought about walking in, but decided to see the rest of the house first.

The other doors were slightly ajar, and seemed to be bedrooms. All of them seemed to have a female occupant sleeping on a bed. I decided against walking in there and disturbing them - I could not be bothered to deal with a DC screaming about a strange man in their bedroom.

I walked further along and ended up in a wood-panelled kitchen. It was spacious with a lot of cupboards mounted from the ceiling. The counter was in the middle, and I walked around it to explore the other side of the kitchen.

This is where it got scary: when I reached the opposite end of the kitchen, a man emerged from the door that I came in from. He was a tall, elderly man with an eye that was messy somehow - like half of his face was rotting. He spoke to me in a Scottish accent, and started coming after me around the table.

He chased me around the table, reaching out for me, trying to grab me. I don't think he had malicious intent - in fact, judging by how he was smiling, I think he wanted to hug me. But I wasn't sure. Besides, he looked so freakish that I didn't want him anywhere near me.

After a while, I got sick of being chased around the counter. I stopped, turned around and slammed one of the cupboard doors in his face, shouting:

"Get the f*** away from me!"

He turned and fled back through the door.

My sudden aggression woke me up. It was 6am.

I went back to sleep and had some dream where I was being chased by gunmen in some sci-fi setting, my recall is a little hazy on that one.