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I was listening to some black guy talking while I was with Nikki. He slapped Nikki a few times so I got up and beat the crap out of him. I was then in some sort of warehouse as a zombie playing a team game. I decided to stop playing and was getting ready to exit when I saw a cat that looked like Nikki that had some sort of gash on her side. I knew it wasn't her because the real Nikki was behind me. I freaked out and told myself to wake up.

10/05/2014
"Z-Day Diversion"

Deep in the zombie apocalypse, my allies and I were holed up inside of a prison (The Walking Dead style), and trying our best to survive. Directly next to this prison (comically-close) was a hospital. The hospital was 100% zombie-infested, but we found ourselves having to venture over there for food and supplies (much like the 'self-infection' sequence in World War Z). I remember seeing sweeping shots of many of the hospital hallways, and how there were scores of the undead just roaming about. It was always harrowing, but it was the only place we could get the supplies we needed, so we had to brave it.

We found that there was a missile-launcher on the roof of the prison, set upon a turret. I can't remember why, but I had to make my way up to the tower where the missile was. I think it had malfunctioned, and we were planning on using it to (somehow) make an escape from the prison, or end the apocalypse with a strategically-placed attack (or something), so I went up to try to get it working again. While I was fiddling with the launcher, it suddenly armed itself and the turret began moving. It didn't take long for me to realize that it was attempting to aim itself at me. I scrambled around on the tower, trying to keep myself out of the line of sight of this missile - not that I was sure it was going to fire at me at such a close range, inevitably blowing up part of the prison with me. Eventually, I got to where I was partially hanging off of the tower by my hands, but I was in the weapon's blind spot.

This incident led me to find out that there was a secret faction of 'elites', who were watching us and 'controlling' our situation, from afar. They were the ones whom had taken remote control of the missile launcher and threatened to take me out, had I attempted to use it. Our apocalyptic survival was a part of some larger experiment, and we were being manipulated and studied, even while we suffered through one gruesome zombie-encounter after another. Those of us who survived banded together to try and figure out the mystery of who was putting us through this, and why, but I don't remember much more.

This is a dream induced lucid dream - DILD. I was at an indoor swimming pool. There were about 30 people standing around the pool watching this man throwing rocks and boulders into the pool. It looked like he was building a stone bridge across the pool. I was really impressed that this guy could pick up fridge size boulders and throw them. I then realized this must be a dream. Bingo – Lucid! I walked over to the man and asked him how he could lift such big boulders. He said, “I’m not from Earth”. I wasn’t expecting that to come out of his mouth, then I stood back with the rest of the group, and continued to watch him build his bridge. After he finished with the bridge, he then hung a bunch of bungee cords from the indoor pool ceiling. Bungee cords were hanging everywhere, on about a 10 foot grid pattern. Next thing I knew, I was hanging from a bungee cord, sitting in some sort of saddle. How the heck did I get there! Everyone in the room was hanging from a bungee cord, and the ‘Not from Earth Man’ was standing on the bridge. Suddenly we all started to travel at high speeds around the room, being flung from bungee cord to bungee cord, like some sort of carnival ride. Round and round we went. Everything was a blur. I was really enjoying this ride! Then I woke up from all the excitement.

1. I was outside on the shore of a beach, it was nearly night time and the sky was almost all dark. I had an assault rifle in my hand and was killing hostile enemies. As I walked along the shore I spotted some enemies and shot them. When I aimed down my iron sights it was exactly like auto-aim was on(from Grand Theft Auto or Call of duty). At the moment I was dreaming in 3rd person. As I continued along the shore after killing the bad guys in front of me, I saw a grenade get thrown right at me and land only feet away from me. An orange grenade icon appeared on my 3rd person "screen", I acknowledged it and sprinted away from the grenade.
It then blew up and I continued forward. Up ahead of me I saw a huge house/ base on a dock. It had around 4 or 5 floors on it, and it was covered with bad guys. While I was still far away from the base, I auto-aimed my assault rifle at every enemy I could see and shot them. The auto aim was perfect. Once I got up to the base, I pulled out my heavy shotgun. It was huge and heavy duty. I then moved up a set of stairs quickly and shot a few enemies below me. Suddenly I came back to back with a few crew members that I didn't even know I had. I almost shot them because of how they just suddenly showed up. It was 2 guys, and I knew both of them from school, but I don't remember who they were.
We stayed together and killed any enemies in sight.

2. I was in my room, and the lights were on. I was laying on the ground next to my bed while facing it, and I was resting my head directly against the wooden board right under my mattress. I was trying to sleep here, and it seemed to be working. While I was doing so, occasionally I would open my eyes and feel completely awake. It was an odd feeling. As I continued to lay there I had some weird thoughts about what kind of things would be viewed as a worse sin compared to the other.
I started thinking to myself, "Is incest worse than rape? Or are they the same thing?". (By the way, I have no interest with either of those things IWL just so you know lol). Then my alarm went off and I woke up.

(MIGHT finish the rest later)

10.6.14

Last night 12am - 5:37

Was suppose t get up at 4:45, but hit the snoozer and overlsept.

DR at 4:20

I'm chatting with Ophelia. I can clearly see 3-4 lines in the irc and I remember them when i wake up. I kick myself for not having a notebook handy, then instead of writing it down, I say pffft, I'll remember that. Now all I remember is numbers 3 and 4.

Non Lucid-Blue
Lucid-Green
Semi Lucid


The Trap

I was in a park with lots of people and everyone was getting ready to play a dream game. However, according to one lady I didn't do it right and had to be punished. "Your not supposed to know its a dream!" is what she shouted at me as she tried to hit me. It made me mad so I shouted "I can do what I want in the dream,stupid!" than pushed her onto the ground. Her boyfriend and friends got mad so I started flying away.They ran after me though and tried cornering me in the sky. "Were not going to let you get away with what you did!" said the boyfriend, with a face like a mad man.As I started flying away I could see the clouds passing by around me like a portal was about to open up. I was excited but my lucidity level was lowering.I was still in the sky but could hear a train passing by somewhere in the distance. Than a ominous voice appeared and said" This is the old abandoned place*that we use to go to in the past. Come-follow me quickly- There's someone following us. " I looked around confused and just followed the guy who appeared,just for fun. I walked with him into a red door and the place we stepped into had lots of junk lying around. "Hurry, I want to show you something." He said and walked up through the stairs until we entered a wide place that seemed like a yard(With not much grass) but inside of a huge abandoned building filled with broken wood,bricks and junk."This place looks weird..." I thought to myself. The guy than hurried and shut the door as he laughed in a evil manner." You seriously thought I was your friend!Hahahahaha! I just lured you here so I could get back at you for what you did to me a long time ago! Now I'm going to lock you up in this place and you'll never get out!" He said satisfied. I was a sort of scared but the scene changed quickly. I was now watching an event unfold. A Asian guy knocked on the door of a very old women and asked how his daughter was doing."Oh, she's fine...She's out playing right now" said the old lady as if she was hiding something. Than she started to walk and count her steps in another language. After that a winged creature appeared and said something to the old lady and I woke up.


Time

I was in a huge city and had just finished touring the place but I was lost. Worried that my family would wonder where I was, I decided to take the train. I felt I was going to get home really late because it was 6pm and I didn't want to be outside pass 8pm because the trains didn't run good around that time. As I was walking the scene changed and now I was observing the life of a man. He was thinking to himself as he was in the taxi that was supposed to take him to the train station or home. "This was my life.I was able to write what I wanted to as a author. But as time passes by I can feel my time is coming to an end..."That's what he thought to himself before he exited the taxi. I was now focused on myself and went into the train station. Everyone was anxious to get home when suddenly three guys with guns entered the station. They asked for money and told others to go the other way. But one of them shot a boy and ran off. The police came quick and arrested them. But as the dead boy disappeared his friend began to blame himself. That it was his fault his friend died and now he was going to write a book about his and his friend's life. I climbed a pole after that and noticed that one of the boys looked like a cousin of mine that I hardly see. Soon after that I woke up.


Third Dream

I was in a apartment with my family and was walking around the place. I remember talking to a older guy and hugging someone but after that, I think I appeared on a bed. There was a purple ghost like eye staring at me. I got scared but thought about how I would use this opportunity to observe the DC's actions. "Turn into a little boy" I said and it turned into one. "Now turn into a grown man" I said but it did not change. I started wondering about how else I could change it but the dream changed so quickly. I was now in a small room with a kettle for tea. I began pouring the tea and tasting it and found it to be delicious. But than I reappeared on my bed so I bit my hand and it turned out to be rubbery.I kept doing it and eventually woke up.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #244: Headphone Cornucopia

I’m in some kind of big apartment with Wife, who sends me to the other side of the place to take care of some task. I stop in a hallway with a wall mirror, noticing that hey, I have a pair of headphones on my head and music’s playing! I stand there, just appreciating the music, enjoying myself and completely slacking on my assigned task.

Eventually I start feeling guilty that I’ve been loafing around while Wife waits for me, so I take the headphones off and throw them on the floor. But somehow the music keeps playing and I still have headphones on! Okay,this must be a dream! I take off this pair of headphones and toss them, amusing myself that fresh headphones keep appearing on my head. I do this 5 or 6 more times before finally deciding to move on. I decide that the tune was only “pretty good” so I don’t get too obsessed with bringing it back to waking life.

I walk down through a doorway and turn to my left to find myself in a large, rectangular hallways with a floor of red industrial carpet. What were my tasks? Ah right, to play a musical instrument that doesn’t exist in waking life. I walk through to the end of the hall and find myself in a large movie theater facing the screen. I turn to my left to look out over the audience. There’s a good crowd for the show, but fortunately the theater is so huge that it’s not exceedingly crowded.

I look out over the crowd, deciding that Dreamer will be seated somewhere in this theater. I point at the crowd, sweeping my finger left and saying, “There you are, Dreamer!” Yep, there she is! She’s seated in the middle of a long row further back, maybe 30 feet away. She’s blond rather than purple-haired and her hair is pulled back into a bun. She’s sitting with her feet on the chair, her knees pulled up to her chest. She grins when I point her out.

I float up, stepping lightly from the back of one chair to the other. I say, “[Dreamer], you’ve got an instrument for me!” Her grin bends into a knowing smile and she sits up in her chair, her right hand reaching across her body toward some unseen object on her left side. I keep hopping along, but I don’t quite reach her before the dream ends.

After reading about Tlaloc's homebrew EILD technique, I wanted to try something similar, so I compared the devices available on Amazon and settled on the "MotivAider." Although bulky and overpriced, I liked that the vibration length and intensity are fully customizable, and the fact that it has an option to go off at random intervals. It recently arrived in the mail, so I read the instructions before going to bed last night, but decided to wait until my WBTB to program it, since I figured the task would help reawaken my mind as well as focus my intention.

Went to bed at 1:30am, woke naturally at 5am. I realized my motivation wasn't as high as I had anticipated because I remembered how much work I needed to get done before the weekend was over, and reasoned that sleeping in after a long WBTB and writing a dream report if successful would really cut into my available time. However, the MotivAider beckoned, so I decided to do a very short WBTB, just long enough to program it and set it up before going back to sleep. I set the vibration to its minimal length (two seconds), programmed it to go off in random intervals up to 45 minutes, and placed it in the case of my leg pillow, where I should be able to feel it through the fabric. (I am a side sleeper and always use an extra pillow between my knees.) I thought the vibration would be too disruptive if it was near my head, so I wanted it somewhere closer to my feet. I returned to bed at 5:20am. I lay awake for a while with anticipation, and eventually decided I had better also put the vibration on its weakest setting, so I reprogrammed the device by the light of my phone.

At some point I must have drifted off to sleep, and then I felt the device go off. But something had gone wrong: the vibrations were pulsing repetitively without cease. I tried to ignore them, but they seemed to be going on for over a minute. I decided I must have programmed the device incorrectly, so I got up and took it out of the pillow, setting it aside. Tomorrow I could figure out what the problem was.

Shortly after that I was walking through the house, and I noticed something odd. Glancing through the sliding glass door in the kitchen, I saw that the water level of the river next to the house had risen way too high. In fact, the water was coming right up to the base of the door, like it was on the verge of flooding in. This observation was so startling that it made me realize I must be dreaming... maybe the EILD had worked after all! Had I ever really gotten up, or had it all been an FA?

In retrospect there was something very intriguingly incomplete about the observation that prompted me realize that I was dreaming. Through the door, I could see a vast sea of water that I interpreted as a wide river, with just a strip of land visible a mile or two distant on the other side. The water looked entirely natural, brownish-hued, its surface sleek and reflective of the warm pre-dawn light. At no point, even after I fully realized I was dreaming, did it occur to me that there is no such river next to the house, much less a broad vista of this kind... the only body of water visible in that direction is an in-ground pool of the conventional turquoise hue on a concrete patio bounded by thick trees that block any view further into the distance. Yet only thing that seemed odd to me in the dream, even after getting lucid, was the high level of the encroaching water, not the improbable existence of the vast river!

Probably because I have been thinking about dream music again, I was inspired to turn my observation into a song. "If there's water near the house, it's a dream," I sang, repeating the line several times to reinforce the association, just in case it came up again in the future. Then I wondered which tasks to work on. I decided to try StephL's lucid dare (enter an enchanted forest, look for an elven gathering and learn a new song from them), which I thought would pair well with the October bonus TOTM (create a song on a musical instrument that doesn't exist in waking life). No sooner did my thoughts turn to the bonus task than I could actually hear ambient music in the air around me, like notes plucked from a stringed instrument. Perhaps I should have paused and investigated—I could probably have found a suitable instrument to fulfill the task—but I already had a plan in mind for getting to the enchanted forest, so I walked out of the house through the front door.

Traveling to a forest on foot hasn't been working well for me in my TOTY attempts (I tried it in Hansel and Gretel a couple times), so I had been pondering alternate strategies. One possibility simply involved growing trees around me in the house until the environment around me transforms into a forest, but another approach I found appealing was to try to use the little fir tree growing outside the front door as a portal.

It was three or four years ago that I bought this little tree at the grocery store one December and that year used it as a miniature Christmas tree (at the time it was only about two feet tall). Afterwards I put it outside in the front yard. Improbably it thrived, more than doubling in size, and apparently seemed to be doing well with no care other than being watered by the automatic sprinklers that went on briefly every morning, so I left it alone. Then one day I went to move it and discovered the secret reason it was flourishing: its roots had apparently gone right through the bottom of the pot and grown directly into the ground! I am impressed by the resourcefulness of this sapling, so I had the idea of approaching it in a dream and asking it to transport me to the enchanted forest.

When I opened the front door, I was surprised to see snow on the ground. This is probably because last night I was looking up pictures based on the search term "winter forest" to incubate appropriate visual impressions. However, since I live in a climate where snow is impossible (it has been in the nineties the last couple days!), I immediately recognized that this was more evidence of the dream state, so I added a new line to my song: "If there's snow on the ground, it's a dream." Looking over at my little tree, I saw that it was also covered in snow, and added another line, "If there's snow in the branches, it's a dream." Since I was already singing, I saw no reason to stop. I walked over to the tree, grasped its narrow trunk, and requested in song, "Take me to the enchanted forest, the enchanted forest of dream!"

Unfortunately, I promptly woke up. Normally I might have been annoyed that the dream ended before I could accomplish anything, but this time I didn't mind because it was such an amusing first success for my new EILD device!

Sure enough, the whole experience turned out to be a false awakening: when I got up to start my report (at 6:10am), I discovered that I had never removed the device from the pillow like I remembered doing. And this indicates that it must not have malfunctioned after all, and that the extended sequence of vibrations I felt was most likely an experience of time dilation conditioned by the dream state.

10/05/14

Hard time sleeping all night. Woke up various times, feeling like I was in a constant stream of thought, but would forget the thoughts after a few seconds.

Finally, at 9am, I go back to sleep, and enter a deep sleep.

11am DILD and non-lucid

I'm on the highway, it seems, and walking on the side of the road when I notice I'm dreaming, so immediately I attempt to fly. I jump high up into the air and can see tree branches going past me.

That's all I remember from my lucid dream. I lose lucidity at some point, and continue dreaming.

Method: I AM, WT c.530am (7 hrs), lucid around 7.00? Sun morn lie in
Comments: Short - of interest just because of the main character - been watching 24 series back to back with my wife....now taking a toll on my dreaming life too!

The vibe has gone off, I've listened to the audio and am dozing, already having had a 'proto-lucid' fail (interrupted HH). But then as I am dozing a vivid dream scene forms around me, I'm in a whitish office/apartment and Jack Bauer from 24 is there - he starts talking to me - all earnst - about what needs to be done to save the president - I am somewhat amazed that the dream has solidified so much that I can see and hear him as if he were real and in front of me, I panic slightly, but fight it off, then rub a chair in front of me, but then I start thinking about that I don't know how to anchor the WILD - confusing myself that this is a different process from normal stabilization of a DILD - and - I loss it in the introspection, back to the void, try spinning but too late....

thoughts - given the number of recent proto-WILD fails - this was pleasing, and fun to interact (briefly) with a DC like jack bauer - but too brief (again)

Me and my sister are in a submarine with and older man with grey hair and his son who looks older than me and my sister. The submarine malfunctions and the man says he has to park it on the sea floor. He doesn't have time to find flat sea floor to park it because it's already going down so it's gets parked on a hill underwater making us a little tilted. The man then tries to use the submarines phone, but it doesn't work either. The man says we have to leave the submarine than try to swim to the top. The older man and his son go first, they go behind a door then close it and me and my sister don't know what happened next and we worry that we won't know how to get out. Then me and my sister walk towards the door but then we feel the submarine falling to the side it was leaning and me and my sister slam into what was the ceiling and we panic because now the only exit is beneath us trapped shut by the sea floor. We try to figure something out but there is nothing to be done, so I go and try the phone again, first try it was static. Then the second try I got the phone to work so I hurriedly called my grandma thinking the phone might go out again. She picks up and I scream into the phone that the submarine went down on its side and on top its only exit and that we won't make it long because the monitor in the sub says that it's losing oxygen pretty fast. My Grandma sounded like she was trying to be calm at first but and survey the situation but then she started to sound worried and got quiet, and then sounded like on the verge of tears and asked if there was anything I wanted her to know, and I knew we all knew we wouldn't make it so I started to weep while telling my Grandma that I love her and that she's the only reason my childhood was good and said some other things and then I gave the phone to my sister so she could talk. While they talked I looked around the sub for maybe an exit I didn't see before but then I woke up.

Morning of October 5, 2014. Sunday.



I am with my family, as we are now, in an unfamiliar home in an ideal location (or so it seems at first), at least relative to the scenery and clean air. It is not too close to the city and not too far from it. It seems our house is one of the last ones at the end of the street (assuming south), with no houses across the street from us, that area being a sparse but green forest. The house is about twice as large as our present real-life home. At first, the setting seems as favorable as possible. At one point, though, I notice a female actually “in” a window two houses away to the north (though the very next house to the north is empty). She seems to be watching our house, mostly our activities in our front yard. I am cleaning up a bit of the weeds and the children are kicking a ball around. The staring neighbor does not seem problematic or bothersome and is fairly far away as it is.

I head into the backyard from the southern end of the front yard as I notice at least two dogs barking. The next-door fence to the south is not that high (less than four feet) and is little more than a quite sparsely structured chain-link type. In fact, one of the larger barking dogs easily leaps over the fence, followed by a smaller one. I immediately have concerns about my wife and children, but they soon go into the house. The larger dog, which I think is an Irish Setter, is able to swallow one of our black-and-white cats in one gulp. However, after a short sadness of the loss (and additional concern about what they might do to our children on a later date), the cat comes out again and seems okay after lying on the ground not moving for a short time. The other cat is not swallowed in this manner but is still fighting back. I have no fear of the dogs regarding my own safety (unlike in my early childhood dreams).

I get a large bar (barbell) and start whacking the heads and spines of the dogs, though I am not sure I can get them back over the fence. This does not seem right at all, to live next to someone with large noisy dogs, especially ones that can intrude into our yard.

Eventually, a drunk male comes out into his yard. I am ready to start whacking him as well. In fact, I do so several times, though he is not killed by either the side-strikes or the forward thrusts of the long barbell. He gets up each time, but it is hard to tell whether the alcohol or the bashing on the head has interfered with his coordination, speech, and actions. Eventually I tell him that he will have to move out. Oddly, it seems I am certain of having a say in getting rid of him soon. I tell him that no one should have the right to have a larger problematic dog next-door to someone else, especially with a see-through or shorter fence.

Though I am not lucid, I am still somehow purposely able to “reset” the dream semi-consciously somewhat. I am able to cause a large wooden fence to rise from the ground until it is about ten feet high. Not only that, the fence is somehow completely soundproof as well as having some sort of internal (and “hidden”) advanced technology in controlling sound. I am aware (while in my “orb” form - or disembodied in-dream) of an amusing scene where the man is somewhat surprised at seeing the new fence. He tries to talk through it, saying “Hello?” and his own voice is reflected back (slightly louder) from behind him somehow. This is how it works. He does this several times, with his voice echoing back louder each time, seemingly from the outer walls of his house. He seems completely puzzled and remains in a stupor.

Eventually, I decide to “take” the entire neighborhood without recompense to anyone else. My family will live here for a long time.

Man, this is a motivation to get up. The only reason I don't have dream recall tonight is because I got to lazy to write it so I told my self that I would remember in the morning but it was just at the tip of my tongue. I can usually do it because I have done it before but today I think it was to far gone.

this dream was weird and sexual. nat was making out with somee girl and then i started getting involved with the 2 of them. for some reason i felt i wasnt gettin genough attentnion in the three and i stormed out.

later i went to another party where i met a barzallian girl...we made out for a lil bit and that was that. also talked to matt jajeh. was not aware of foot steps or dream presence. remember seeing my dad and seeing alchohal in my garage at home

#367 - DEILD - 4:54AM

Galantamine has been unpredictable lately but this dream was kind of cool. I think I need to re-establish a healthy sleeping pattern and focus more on recall and awareness in order to get back to my usual proficiency. Hopefully, I'll be able to do that this week.

I have a FA in a hospital. I was napping with my son and I feel like I had been sleeping a really long time. It's something after 3 in the afternoon. I get up and walk out.

I am now in my house. I head outside and work on the car. Something is wrong with the A/C. I spend a lot of time pulling out wire and make new connections. I turn it on and I feel cold air now.

I see the neighbor woman come out. Kelly from work pulls in the driveway. I am surprised they know each other. I clean up things in the yard and see an old piece of bamboo. I ask the neighbor if she wants it. She says something about getting it later. I put it by the fence that I now notice. It runs along the front. I don't recall when we put it there but I am happy to have some separation. There are various garden tools on my front steps so I pick the all up to take to the back.

I have another FA. I am in the bathroom but the entire room is holding water. I am bathing with my wife in a non sexual manner. I wash my face and the sensation of it is vivid. When I look up, I see Roy from work standing there doing his own thing but he's naked. I am not too bothered by it; I just advert my eyes. Then it dawns on my that my wife is in here. I kick at his legs and wake up.

DEILD. Vibrations start. I focus on relaxing my body. I get deeper but I feel stuck. I've been really resistant to spending time here but I work through it. I try moving my hands and get my right arm free but my left feels stuck. Knowing better I forget the feeling of it being stuck and it comes free also. I snore and wake a little.

I enter back in and hear the song "So Hot" by Wallpaper. playing. I like the song so I sing a long for a bit but quickly decide I would rather do other things after hearing my own horrible singing voice. It sounds so bad that I worry that I am singing in my sleep. This causes another brief wake/DEILD. After a moment, I feel like I am lying in bed with my eyes open. I see a really dim light near the door so Im pretty sure its the dream. I get up with some effort and open the bedroom door. I go blind so I feel around. It's something like a closet and there is some nylon jacket material. I say out loud, "Who's there?" but my voice sounds weak. I try again more slowly and it sounds better. I am a little afraid of what I'll find but I really want to get the dream going. Nothing is responding so I try again, 'Helloooooo?" Nothing. I focus on seeing as I open the door more widely.

I am now in something like the break-room at work but it has a larger cafeteria feel to it. I recognize several of my co-workers but rush past them. I feel the visual is very blurry and unstable so I try to stabilize by exploring and feeling the environment. I rush into Dave sitting at a table and crawl over him. He's laughing as he tries to get away. Next I come to Jon and this time I fly right over him. He laughs. I'm starting to enjoy this but I suddenly have some breathing issues and it fully wakes me up without warning.