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So, to preface, I tend to naturally wake up after four hours of sleep when I initially go to bed and in two hour increments afterward (from closer observation to my sleeping pattern recently), so it seemed fairly natural to try a DEILD approach. Since I went to sleep around 10:30 PM, I'm assuming this happened at around 2:30 AM (and since I later awoke at ~4:00 AM, this seems plausible). In any case:

I wake up, but keep my eyes close and instantly feel the sensation of falling asleep, but I was completely lucid as it was happening. I was very aware of falling asleep, and was certain I managed it, but my mind decided to be a jackass, and I dreamed of myself, in bed, trying to be lucid . In fact, its almost indistinguishable from when I first went to sleep, putting some doubt in my mind as to whether or not I actually managed to fall asleep originally. In any case, in my dream my eyes are still closed and I'm lying face down on my bed. I turn over, and again feel the sensation of falling asleep, but this time hear voices right next to my bed (first a man's, and later a woman's) as I'm doing so. I tell myself this was all part of obtaining lucidity, and to disregard the voices as they were by-products of this process.

So I think I was lucid for all the span of 2 seconds. Mind: 1, me: 0.

After a little while though, dream me decides to freak out, and I lurch out of bed, throwing my arms in the direction of the voice. As expected, nothing is there, I feel kind of like an idiot, as I threw away a very good opportunity (should've done a reality check ). Now that I'm up though, my sister enters my room in my apartment and sits down next to the bed. We talk for a bit, and I tell her about my "lucid" experience. In response, she pulls out a FoxTrot Comic Strip Book, and points at a Sunday strip. I saw all the details clearly (and one particular panel with Jason staring at the reader), and we took turns continuing the conversation with lines from the comic strip.

I got up and walked out of my room as I heard cooking in the kitchen. There was a pot of spam and eggs being heated on one stovetop, and a pot of steak, with bits of green pepper in the other. My sister began draining the pot with eggs, and I started stirring the pot with bits of steak. I suddenly knew my mother was where my roommate should be, getting ready for work, and, looking into the pot, which was sizzling and popping as I would expect (it also looked very tasty, and I could see the steak and drops of oil bubbling), noticed there was only a little bit. I concluded my mom made this for herself, and made the other pot of food, which had a lot more for my sister and I before she left for the day.

She came out, and I put away the wooden spoon. She might've thanked me for stirring the food or something, and then I awoke, and couldn't fall back asleep.

The following is a dream journal and analysis that I did for a research project. I wanted to share my experience and ask for everyone's opinions on the meaning of the dreams and the way I went about it.

Inquiry 20 Dream Journal
Dream Journal Entries

June 4th, 10:36 PM
Regular sleep (I think):
Some people I know and I were at some big electronics store taking some sort of tour with the owner. He gave me a couple of monitors/televisions for free. I only remembered this dream because I remembered about my new free stuff before realizing it never happened.

June 5th, 2014, 8:13 AM
Nap:
I went to some store like a gas station, hobby shop or CO-OP hardware store (weird places to think of) and I ran into someone from my basketball team. As we walking through we found more and more people, some already together. The coincidence was too much, I thought maybe it was planned (never considered I was dreaming). I found our coach there, too. I think there was someone I knew who wasn’t on the team as well. Also, I think there was a payphone somewhere.

June 7th, 2014, 12:05 PM
Regular sleep (no delayed nap this day):
Someone followed me on Instagram and I went to change my name but never did. I had a different phone (Samsung Galaxy S5?) and didn't notice.

June 9th, 2014, 9:05 AM
Regular sleep:
Running down 8th street east to west, coming from Arlington to Circle. I remember someone telling me to watch out for the speed trap but what I was doing was too important for me to care.

Nap:
I was playing in a basketball game and I was doing well, but my right hip was starting to hurt more and more. I got a pass on a fast break and had and open lane to the basket but at this point I could hardly move. I put up the layup and didn't even check if it went in because I immediately subbed out (even though there was no whistle).

June 10th, 2014, 7:44 AM
Regular sleep:
Dreams were very scattered and disconnected. There was something about some sort of rating system of something (very faint memory). I remember having a cold ice pack on that was warm 10 minutes before and it hadn't been cooled. I told a friend about that. There was a pickup basketball game with people I know. I wasn't playing but I wasn't watching from nearby either. It was like a movie - I wasn't even there. There was a very rich couple who were having a guest from Europe come and so they were planning a mansion party with hundreds of people and they were arguing about it. I also noticed the Facebook Messenger app on my phone was very old and outdated. I don't remember messaging anyone.

June 14th, 2014, 10:12 AM
Nap:
I was going on vacation somewhere really strange. I don’t believe my family was coming along.

June 16th, 2014
Regular sleep:
7:18 PM
Two dreams - one in which I think I was a security guard and another that I can't remember at all.
7:45 AM
Update: upon seeing my mother this morning I know that she was in one of these dreams along with other family members, I just don't know how. I was so close to remembering one of the dreams.

Nap:
8:20 AM
I went to the gym at Walter Murray for basketball practice, but knew that our practice wasn't there that day because both gyms were taken. I was surprised that much of our team was waiting by the gyms. However, the gyms weren't like normal. It was almost like they were on the second story of some castle. The walls were all stone. Anyway, I thought we were in the wrestling room instead for some reason but our coach showed up and it turned out the boys' gym was open.

() = odd observations about dream details
Dream Journal Analysis
Recurring Themes
The most recurring theme I have noticed in my dreams by far is the connection to basketball. Basketball has on my mind a lot lately due to all of the practices tournaments and the NBA playoffs. All of the nights that I dreamt of something basketball related were either the night before or after basketball practice (I only have two practices each week). They tended to be on Monday mornings/Sunday nights.
I also noticed that in many dreams I was surprised to see people I know in unexpected places. I never arrived at the destination with them – I arrived there and then ran into them. I would like to note that although I remembered many specific names, I left them out of this journal.

Connections to Reality:
Entry 1: I have wanted to buy a new monitor or two for quite a while now. I believe the store was a Fry’s Electronics, a large American chain which I visited once over the February break.

Entry 2: I have not had any interactions with a hobby store lately but I did have practice with the people on that team right before sleeping that night.

Entry 3: I have wanted to change my name on Instagram for a while now but have not bothered to do so. I have not had any thoughts about a different phone, though.

Entry 4:
Dream 1: I think this was a result of the speed trap setup in this exact area recently, but I don’t know why I was running that fast.
Dream 2: This one very closely predicted what followed that night. My hip had been hurting for quite a while and it was getting to be quite severe at that point. I knew I had a basketball game the following night. Because I also had football practice right before, by the time the game came around it was bothering me quite a bit while running or moving laterally. I couldn’t really sit out, though, because we were already short on numbers. There was no missed wide open layup, though.

Entry 5: The only connection to reality with this dream is that there was a news story around this time about some ridiculously huge party some kid threw in his parents’ mansion. My dream wasn’t focused on the party, however, but on the drama between the couple.

Entry 6: This dream occurred the night before I went to Regina for a Roughriders game. I went with my brother and mother and met my father there (he was already there for work). I guess that I did go without some of my family but it was still a family trip, and not really a vacation.

Entry 7:
Dream 1: I have been watching a television show that involves security guards a lot lately.
Dream 2: I did have basketball practice later that day, but it was with a completely different team.

Overall:
There was not a single dream without a connection to my real life in this journal. Although I know that dreams tend to be based on real-life aspects it is possible that I only remembered the dreams involving components from reality. Looking over the parts of the dreams I remembered or did not, it tended to be the more obscure elements that were most difficult to remember. I would remember key points but rarely any specific storyline.

The Delayed Nap Effect
In total, I had five dreams in my regular sleeping time and four dreams in the half hour of napping after a half hour awake. That may seem like a lot because of how much more time I spent asleep in regular sleep, but it is important to remember that it takes a long time to reach REM sleep and begin dreaming in regular sleep, whereas a nap within an hour of waking up tends to go straight back into REM sleep, allowing for immediate dreaming.
Three of these four nap dreams were very vivid and detailed when recalling afterward, while only two out of five regular sleep dreams had very much detail. This could be due to all of the naps being short enough that I woke up not long after dreaming. In regular sleep it could have been a while since I had been dreaming. In addition, the lack of deep sleep (N3 stage) in the naps likely made recall easier.

Recall Improvement
I actually began keeping this journal on June 2nd but did not have a dream to enter until the 5th. The dreaming was pretty evenly spaced. I did not have most of the dreams near the end. There was a stretch between the 10th and 14th where I could remember dreaming every night but could not remember the dream itself. This did not happen when I first began keeping track; I simply had no memory of a dream. By the end, however, I remembered dreaming almost every night. With more time my recall of the dream itself might improve as well.

Achieving Lucidity
I did not achieve lucidity in the time that I kept this journal. Two weeks is not much time for this to occur. The main strategies I put in place were the delayed nap, the dream journal, thinking to myself that I am lucid dreaming before the naps and reality checks. Now that I am done with this particular experiment I will probably adjust my strategy in the future. Although it is disappointing that I did not experience a lucid dream, I learned a lot more about dreaming than I expected to. I am going to share my findings on the websites listed in my learning journal. I think that there were a lot of interesting findings that these communities would benefit from reading about. In addition, they can give me tips on how to progress and achieve lucidity.

Wow...I had such a shock last night. It came in so unexpectedly, I didn't know what to think!

Okay, so last night I woke up around 4:30. Not from a dream, or lucid dream, but I just woke up from normal sleep.
I was lying there and suddenly I head this buzzing noise ringing in my ears. It became louder. Also, you know when you're on a plane and you can hear the steady humming of the engines? Well strangely enough, that's what I heard as well. The two sounds combined made it incredibly loud, and I was pretty confused at what was going on.
Then, I felt this sensation come over me, like all my limbs suddenly held this tension in them. In an instant, I completely understood ...no no no no! Sleep paralysis! :O

I attempt to gently move my arm, but as I do, I feel this incredible force push down onto it, making it feel as though it is literally super-glued to the bed. The sensation was so strange and unreal to me that I let my inner fear take over a little. I knew there was no reason to be scared, as it was all just a natural thing, but I could help but feel a little panic settle in.
After about 30 seconds to a minute, my limbs suddenly released all that tension and were free to move again. The buzzing had gone, and I was fine after that!

I knew that I would probably have to experience SP sometime sooner or later if I continued to do lucid dreams, and I guess that last night was one of those moments! I'm kind of glad that it happened though, now I know how it feels like and I don't have to worry about it too much again.

So yeah, this was my first Dream Journal entry, I hope you enjoyed it! Feel free to post any comments. (:

Happy lucid dreaming!
~TheDreamCloud

Just some quick notes and lucid experiences. Nothing worth counting.

Saturday night was G night. Had typical DEILDly SP that went no where and didn't last long.

Early this morning I drank a homemade cold latte:
I was at a dealership and the sales rep was trying to talk us into trading in our Dodge Journey for a newer Dodge Lancer but It looked almost identical to the Journey. He told us our interest was way lower but because it was lower that they had to raise it some so our payments would be $25 higher. I look at some documents in my hand. At the top I read "DAWDGE LANCER" Jesus they can't even spell Dodge. Is that intentional as some sort of loophole to scam me?, I thought. This whole thing seemed really sketch so I told him I wasn't interested. I comment to my wife that I really like the Journey and thought we were going to keep it indefinitely. As we leave all the salesmen break into a song and dance. I scoff and walk away.

Wake DEILD effort.

I am climbing in a window several stories at the dealership. I am now one of the sales reps and I arrive too late to join the song and dance.

I am riding in a vehicle having some conversation and become lucid. A ghostly car outside the window catches my attention. The dream morphs and turns black... all but the car. It looks like an actual Dodge Lancer. For some reason I put my hands in front of me as I say out loud in a sort of whine, "I HAD GOALS!" I can't recall them. The dream fades.

[11:00 PM]

I don't know how it happened, but I somehow angered Bill Gates to the point that he was using all of his wealth, and any manpower he could muster, to get me killed. Initially I was in a building with a friend of mine, #2662-31, being pursued by a hispanic assassin that Gates hired. We both rounded some stairs and ran further down, but, as I turned around, I noticed he took a different direction than directly behind us. I stopped my friend, as I concluded he was trying to take a shortcut and would intercept our path, so we should instead turn back. We began running and halfway up the stairs saw him also going up the stairs. He told us he expected us to have done this, and we turned back around again and continued running.

During this time, I felt very much like Bill Gates was playing a game with us (as in, he was having fun doing this). I don't know how he told us this, though I remember seeing his face very clearly at one point in the dream, and he said he would be installing cameras everywhere (on the planet o.o) incrementally, until we were caught. He also stated that everyone would begin searching for us (it kind of felt like he put a post on something similar to America's Most Wanted). Yet he would spare one of us, so long as either myself or my friend was caught.

We ended up on a bus, and both hid between the seats because, as the bus began moving, armed men started walking down the aisles looking for us. I noticed for some reason that many asian men were hiding in the same spot as I was, and the guards would talk to them, and apologize for confusing them with either myself or my friend (who is asian). Twice, two separate guards passed me but didn't say anything (or perhaps didn't see me), despite me being hidden in between some seats. As this was happening, I managed to find a piece of paper and a costume and place it over me. Eventually a guard did spot me, and immediately apologized for wasting my time, once I showed him the piece of paper (which had the name Frank instead of PonyLemon).

Once the guard passed me, my friend told me he thought it was wrong I lied to the guy, and should be honest about who I am. I felt incredulous at his hypocrisy, even debating to myself whether or not I should tell the guard my friend is one of the guys to capture, especially considering this would mean I was safe. I decided against it though, unless I felt like he was going to throw me under the bus.

I don't remember getting off the bus, but we ended up finding a gang of refugees or something, who immediately took us in. I believe we lived in an RV for a bit, and ended up driving to one of the member's home, where my friend and I crashed in the basement. We both seemed to have aged significantly (by like 30 years), and had long scraggly beards. We were also aware that it would only get harder to escape, and were doing our best to come up with a solution, which we finally managed to do- a time machine!

We started building the machine, or perhaps had it finished, when I woke up.

[3:00 AM] (I kept my eyes closed when I awoke, so I'm only guessing the time)

I was in an auditorium, near the front, where a class was being taught. While sitting there I see this girl I used to really like there as well, and she decided to sit next to me. We caught up a bit, and began flirting for a while, pushing each other playfully. Later on, we moved around and sat together at a different table, but still in the auditorium, where we observed someone I've seen before in my classes (but never talked to) tell the teacher he needed to drop out of this course (about filters). The teacher tried to convince him that he didn't need to, but the student said he did not need this class, and he could take an alternative more suited to his interests.

There was a lot more to this, but I didn't get a chance to jot notes down when I awoke.

Last night I didn't have any dreams, atleast not any I can remember. The thing is I'm just too busy with my exams and I can't put any focus on LDing, as much as I would like to LD again I know that exams have priority now.
Today exam went very good (Geography), tomorrow I have Physics which is my favorite and I expect to go very good too.
The day after that I will have history which I love cause it's about WW1 and me living in Belgium means the old battlefields are literally in my backyard.
Note: Do not walk on any restricted fields here in Flanders, they're like giant minefields filled with chemical bombs still from WW1.

Damn, another night with no dreams, what is going :/

Running across a field toward Faneuil Hall, Boston, I heard someone calling my name, "Mario, Mario!" I was puzzled, because I looked around and did not see anyone. Then I noticed someone behind me, a black man who appeared very cheerful, happy, and funny. He asked me to follow him and set off running. I followed, running.

A flock of birds flew to him, and he joined them, becoming a bird, all of them flapping their wings quickly, flying fast. Though I was freaked, I continued following, and I heard him say, "The only sin you ever committed was when this…" and then I saw a pointed, thin, phallic-like arrow launched into the sky and quickly drop "…didn't go as high as this…" Then I saw an arrow that traveled in a hemispheric path, exploding beautifully with sparks and stars. "Your sins are forgiven through our Lord, Jesus Christ." At the end of the road, in the sky, was Christ Shining, with his arms outstretched to me.

dream archive 4/22/87

In 1986, when I was 22, after graduating the year before from Florida International University with a degree in Fine Arts and moving to Boston, I passed through a difficult period of life, feeling a sense of hopelessness and deep despair. At the beginning of this period I had dream in which I saw a butterfly fluttering in my hand, and some kind of toxins spilled on it, and it died. In the midst of this time in which I felt spiritually dead, I had a dream….

Funeral Noel

In a dream, I watched my funeral,
surprised to see it seemed a festival.
The happy mourners sang, as I was witness,
around my coffin, “We wish you a merry Christmas!”

Soon after, in March, 1987, I had this transformative, life altering, unforgettable dream of God's touch…

I walked on a slightly curved path of stones and realized that I was in the front yard of my childhood home in Virginia, by the beech tree for which I had always felt a strong affinity. It was around my same age and like a brother to me.

I felt the presence of three versions of myself: in all the surroundings, the sincere, childhood freshness, newness of everything, simple rapture under the night sky; an older version of my self, as a teenager experiencing a first awakening to the mystery of life and consciousness in the universe but with no living knowledge of the world, of working and suffering; and finally my self as I was, a mess in a mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical sense. As with my beech tree in winter, all the leaves had fallen.

I (we) stood beside the tree, and suddenly I felt a Subtle Fire being placed around me as if by two invisible cupped hands that felt as though they had sprung into the moment from outside the universe. For the first time in so long, I felt healthy and whole. I jumped for joy to know that the touch of God's love can create life from abject destruction and death. I flew over the house and the trees in a beautiful springtime world full of colors, toward the forest I had explored as a child. Far below, on the side of the house, I saw a sign with writing and three faces. I felt that that these were pictures of family and that the words written were: this trip is sponsored by the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.

dream archive, 1987

.../It's my grandparent's old house. We are on the roof with my older brother. I see how it was modified when our mother came to visit my father's family. I feel sad for her because of I realize they didn't treat her well. Now I see her in front of the left side of the roof, although it doesn't make sense with the real structure of the house. She looks like one of her pictures in black and white when she was a teenager and had a very long hair. She feels sorrow and I ask my brother to tell her not to feel that way because of I know she was strong. We get to the first floor. It's night all of a sudden. There's a bad guy who's my brother's friend. He climbs the walls and gets into the room through some open sides that appear in the walls. He gets into my room of my university times in another city. I follow him. There's my kid's double bunk bed. We have to climb on the side of it in order to reach the floor. He checks everything. I don't like it. Some coins fall from the pocket of my pants which lay on a chair. I give the money to him at the end. Then he goes downstairs through the same hole in the wall. There I see he takes a bucket toy. I tell him to let it because of it's like taking something that will be noticed. He lets it. I find my brother is in the kitchen/...

.../There's something with my unfriendly aunt and my fellow cousin but I just remember they both were upset/...

* As far as I can remember, it's the first time I saw my mom in a dream. Although I don't think it's a real memory of her.

Did Sensei's "combo breaker" (1: forget your body, 2: affirmations of awesomeness as a lucid dreamer, 3: MILD-like visualisations) meditation earlier in the evening but only got through affirmations before getting interrupted by a)

23:32 bedtime, no alcohol today

Set strong intention to remember dreams and especially to wake up after every dream.
It worked, probably 5-6 or even more wakings during the night

00:00 Tuesday 2014-06-17

04:19

+ trying to get to the water fountain people are walking across my path interfering with my forwards progress, there's a group of guys at work after meeting, nearby there's wall full of deserts in in big glasses with stems (like giant sherry snifters) each 8-10 inches across

4 or 5 shelves 4 meters long containing deserts in these glasses, they're free, I go for a bowl of chocolate, a colleague goes for the same one in addition to something else and I shoulder him aside and say "this is mine, don't take all the good ones." They make a comment/joke about a guy who used a spoon, licked it, and put it back in the bowl on the shelf.

+ I was called into a board meeting asked to report my experience working at a place in Europe, I look at a map and point out features on the map, I say "my work was more on the Italian side of the border", I see the map and the features of water and land masses, they form a pattern like the hands of a clock, I was trying to tell the location that I was talking about as a point on this clock. My place was 2-3 o-clock. I didn't like going to these board meetings. They worked in the German language speaking area because it was the least expensive.

+ a man was deconstructing large construction cranes outside. "I know how to deconstruct my own cranes" the guy says. He was telling how he got rid of all the various parts, various different people would come and take away different parts, some things he took home, I could see how he neatly arranged all the parts.

+ Someone says "there are too many tiny tox's [dachshunds]," I say "Noooo! There's never enough tiny toxes!" I'm then inside a German-speaking worman's apartment, there's a big fat woman who's cooking something ("okroshka" I think [Russian cold summer soup]), there's another big fat woman sitting in the doorway, and on a stool next to her is an ENORMOUS cat which is a circle about 3-feet in diameter with a normal sized head in the middle (like this one but 2-x wider/taller at least:

the cat is hilarious it's so bizarre, and it says "meow!", I think the food they're preparing is for the dog, and the cat knows this and that the dog will eat the "okroshka" and the cat is really scared of the dog.

+ meeting with wife and some guy in a group, I "recognized" him (false memory), I don't know why they called me to this meeting because this guy knows French because he is French, I think about saying my standard line in French about how I studied French in school and forgot everything, but I don't say it, I shook his hand and think I've met him before.

06:57

+ crazy haired woman is introduced to me she's running for president along with her husband her last name is "Prebelshky". I'm sitting on a couch in a room, I see her walking across the room from right to left and go "whoa look at that hair," her hairdo is the shape of a mushroom and about 6-feet in diameter, it's amazingly huge. I try to say "pleased to meet you," but I have some trouble speaking so I have to repeat it. At first the big-haired-woman doesn't want to be introduced but then she comes and talks to me. I'm sitting down she's standing a few feet in front of me and as she approaches she makes 3 signs of the cross at super-human speed, her arm is almost a blur.

+ I arrive to a group sitting around a large table outside, there's no space initially, they're eating, the leader says "oh, hi! come sit down!", people scoot aside and I sit down at the table. The leader offers me some chardonnay, I say "yeah, sure, I'll have some." As I sit down some guy says "you have to continue your bulking, you can't stay under the control of your mother [so you can get the chicks]." (I visualize a guy sitting down at a table in a restaurant, he has a salad with a lot of tomatoes on it). I get a glass. Someone hands me a piece of food without a plate, I stick my hand out, and it drops into my hand, it's a piece of dark, crunch black bread. People are standing up and leaving now.

There is Al.Tim from L there, (he may have been leader) AT is very knowledgeable about medical things (true IWL), he starts talking about his knee, I say "as long as you're talking about knees, look at mine," I show him how my knee clicks as I fold and extend my lower leg, it clicks evenly about 10 times every time I move my leg, I feel this with my finger on my knee, he says "that's impossible," then he puts his finger on my knee (I feel it) and move my leg and feel the clicks, he's amazed, he says "that's some kind of a (blah blah blah some medical term)."

+ I'm looking at a newspaper it fills my vision, there is an article about shrapnel and how dangerous is it, Vietnamese workers must work with it and I think the bomb doesn't even have to explode, that the little shrapnel pieces can dig themselves into the skin killing the people who touch it. There's also the same problem working with broken egg shells.

+ I'm approaching a crazy cow logo place, a fortress that takes care of animals, someone was upset because one of their animals had gotten lost, outside in daytime. The place had a name (forgot it), "cowzelg?"

+ outdoor eating place, where a large group of central asian migrant workers were eating, there was a line waiting, as someone finished the next guy in line could take his place and eat. The food was displayed in a buffet style on high shelves above the sitting places. It's dusk/dark-ish, I notice a lot of chocolate covered donuts on plates. I was waiting for my turn, I think I could go right ahead, I saw a large chocolate cake on the 2nd story shelf, I was looking at that, someone says it was baked here, I imagine that these migrant workers are pretty good bakers because they have to live away from their families, so they bake, and they start cooking in the evening. Someone gives me a plate and serve myself up a big piece of the cake, I cut it and shlop the piece on my plate, it has a white insides.

09:26

+ nighttime in a house with my dad, I'm on the 2nd floor, I want to leave out a sliding glass window and fly down to my car which is parked on the street by the house. But my dad's there and I don't want to show him my flying ability so I go to another room with another sliding glass door out to a deck, I stand up on the balcony, I'm looking down to the street below, slightly concerned but I know I can fly so I step out into the air and glide across the street to the ground, it's a nice night scene. I'm rejoicing in the feeling of flying.

I'm walking through the town (daytime now) and I see some young people on the other side of a barrier playing some game, I climb to the top of the barrier, and look down and see a girl among the people, her hair and face are continually changing, every time I try to focus on her she looks different, I bring her up with me, I'm holding her and I kiss her, she's struggling against me, she doesn't want to, eventually she relaxes into it. I'm trying to maintain simultaneous focus on: 1) my dream body, 2) the fact that I'm dreaming, and 3) the girl and kissing her, in order to stabilise, but the dream "ends." (semi-lucid?)

+ hiding from robot, outside, near a doorway, I'm hiding to the side of the large entrance trying to avoid detection, so I can enter the building, the robot was looking for me, it sees me and I start shooting at it, then I find myself on a large open paved area.

+ in a large, steeply sloped auditorium, people are there, I think it would be much more efficient if cabbages were 50 pounds.

Around the auditorium, I look up and see a few rows above me a guy standing up in a shiny pin-striped suit with a matching pin-striped tall top-hat. I think I knew this guy and he didn't used to wear such suits. I think he's graduated. He and I are talking within a group of people.

+ sitting around a large dining table with a group of people, I'm waiting my turn for the holy water to come around so I can sprinkle myself with it

+ walking up a stairway, in a big house, I meet a group of girls sitting on the stairs, I have to climb over blankets and things to get to them, I ask where I can get a fresh towel, they show me where the towel dispenser is, it's a strange modernistic capsule-like device (watched Star Trek: Into Darkness IWL probably residue from the torpedoes) with multiple spring loaded parts that move aside to reveal the towels stacked inside. I proceed farther up the stairway and pass a small nook immediately off of the stairwell, I wonder "God, does someone sleep here? There's no room." (there's a little desk and work area). I get up to the top of the stairs and enter a multi-person small circular sleeping chamber, there are 3 beds arranged in a circle, 2 of them are claimed already and have yoga mats laid out on them, I see my spot and I think "Oh, God, I forgot my yoga mat."

I find myself back on the deck where I flew from, my dad and a big group of people are all standing around my body, I realize I must have OBE'd when I flew off the deck, so I "fly" around the people and swoop/plunge back into my body and then once back in my body I sit up and say "here I am!"

+ I'm eating a popsicle, but I finish it too soon, it's less than I think I had left. I need to drive to the border, there's a large truck and inside is a portable border guard immigration/visa processing station. I see inside and see a guy who quickly goes through the processing. I need to get everybody out, I wonder if I can convince the owner of the van to lend it to me so I can go get (my own visa?). My wife comes and is laughing, she says I took the van owner's popsicle (I think "ew, that's nasty, I ate someone else's popsicle?" That explains why there wasn't as much left as I thought), she gives me my actual popsicle and I finish it. I want my wife to ask the owner of the van/truck if I can take it. I don't know if I can drive it reasonably since it's so large.

09:43 13C in room, heater on setting I dial at 11:30, window open about an inch. Earplugs not all the way in, much more comfortable than previous night where they were all the way in. No remee.

Dreamed that I was on the moon.

The place I was in was something like a cross between an apartment and the ISS. It was an academy for teenagers who were learning about science. I recall vaguely thinking about how horrible it would be if someone accidentally broke a window. But there was a mail package delivery and the woman who delivered it was outside of the building, and I remember wondering how she was breathing and why our air wasn't rushing out. It seemed like a normal building with normal windows, but the walls were grey and bare.

She told us that she really liked an environment I'd animated. Suddenly my boyfriend was there and she told him "watch the pink trees, I find it incredibly soothing," (referring to the animation I'd made). For some reason, I was really embarrassed about the animation, I didn't think it was very good. The package turned out to be two huge pink fluffy bath mats, which covered the entire floor of the room we were in once I'd laid them out.

At one point, the professor was explaining how "days" on the moon were different and it rotated in a different way than Earth.

Finally got one for the challenge! Now we've got a competition...

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #214: The Challenge

I have a false awakening in the early morning, worried that I’ve run out of time to have another lucid. I get up, pee, and return to bed. To my dismay Wife has already removed the sheets from the bed. The clock says “5:50” and I complain to her that this is way too early to be up. “This is so unlike you!” I whine. She’s too busy to pay much attention.

I walk over to the gym and lay down on the floor, tossing and turning for a while. I have another false awakening in a field near a tent where a movie is being filmed. I walk around and explore for a while, feeling oddly comfortable and in charge, like this is my place even if it’s not familiar to me. I enter a nearby building where I’m required to remove my shoes, then move further on to find my friends PM and RP standing under an open rooftop. I try in vain to point out how much the clouds look like the ones we’ve worked on in our game project, but they’re too busy to pay attention.

I move further through the building, moving through a confusing maze riddled with dead ends until I emerge in a retro arcade. I stop at a machine that’s a multicade which features Street Fighter II and a library of 8-bit Nintendo games. I’m considering firing up Double Dragon when I realize that this has to be a dream.

I move outward from the arcade back to the main entrance. I’m still shoeless, so I produce some running shoes and walk off into the night. I’m on a concrete driveway and hordes of DCs on bicycles go whizzing by, not a trace of lights or reflectors on their bikes and bodies. They’re super hard to see, getting too close, and making me nervous, so I step off into the grass and move over to a sidewalk.

Now I remember my challenge goal of trying to summon Dreamer. I reach my hand behind my back, expect her to grab it, and immediately feel someone grab on. I turn around and she’s right there, purple hair and all! When I see her I exclaim, “Well that worked!” She seems to find this hilarious, squeezing her eyes shut and doubling over with laughter. I try to say something else but the dream destabilizes into a false awakening at my parents’ house.

My mom asks me if I need to go to work and I tell her no, just let me sleep as long as possible. She asks me to help clean their now-green pool (false memory, they have no pool) but I tell her that I’ll do it after I get some sleep. I crash back down on the bed, transitioning into…

...a false awakening on a bare mattress in a dark, candle-lit room. I get up and see that there are 4 or 5 similar mattresses here, too. There’s an Asian woman in her early 50s laying on one bed, tossing and turning restlessly. Some unseen male narrator tells me that, “She wants to dream but in here, she can’t. In this place, nobody can.” I’m disturbed by this, and I move toward the wall, hopeful that I’m dreaming right now. I phase right through, and the wall crumbles in cubes around me -- lucid again!

I float about twenty feet down to a poolside area with ankle deep water next to wall covered by a large mirror. The dream threatens to fade but I rub my hands together and splash around in the water. I again remember my summoning goal and reach my hand behind my back, summoning Dreamer for a second time. For some reason, I point to the mirror to help “prove” to her that she’s been summoned and say, “Look! It worked again!”

Dreamer seems fascinated by this, reaching out to the mirror and then waving her hands back and forth. “Look at this,” she says, bending forward at the waist a couple of times as her reflection copies her actions. I wonder whether this counts as two points in the challenge or just one.

We walk back inside and it’s another creepy room with those anti-dreaming mattresses. Dreamer stiffens her fingers like a spear and drives them into one of the mattresses and digs around like she’s looking for something but doesn’t seem to find it. I ask her what she’s looking for but she doesn’t say. I sweep my eyes around the room but when I look back to where I expect to find Dreamer, instead there’s a brown-haired girl of about 8. I kneel down and ask, “Are you Dreamer?” She gives me a you can’t be serious look and then walks out of the room.

There’s a mirror on the wall here and I get the idea to try summoning NewArtemis into the dream now. I keep watching myself in the mirror as I try to perform this summon, but it keeps failing. I realize I'm making this harder for myself but I can’t seem to help it. I want to see what she looks like when she actually materializes. I give three separate efforts to summon NewArtemis, but they all fail. I feel like something is wrong with me or with this room. Now I try to summon Dreamer. Another failure.

I feel like my mojo is fading out in the room, so I run for the wall and throw myself through it. There’s a glass shattering effect and now I’m falling through the darkness, air rushing past me. I fall like this for a few seconds until I wake up.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #213: Following the Herd

I’m walking across a field at night toward some distant farmhouse. I think that I should be home trying to lucid dream and realize that I already am.

I fly a few feet into the air and rub my hands together. I’m surprised to find that my left hand feels like it’s some kind of stiff, hooked claw. I look down at it and I can make out a smooth, curved shape, but it’s too dark to make out more detail. I worry that the scene is fading so I zoom toward the farmhouse.

I phase or jump-cut through the wall into the farmhouse interior, which looks more like the inside of a cafeteria. There’s a long line of DCs eagerly waiting for something that they’re handing out from behind a counter at the other end of the room. The line is roped off and a somewhat androgynous teenage girl with dark hair and glasses is directing people into the line.

I start to ask her what everyone is waiting in line for but I overhear someone talk about needing to pay for the item. I instinctively reach for my wallet and realize that not only is it missing, but so are pants of any kind. Shocked at my pantlessness, I lapse into non-lucidity.

I’m wearing a dark blue t-shirt that I try to pull down to cover myself. I hate being pantless but I really don’t want to get out of line. Then I worry about how I’m going to get money. Then my shirt disappears too. I helplessly contemplate how screwed I am until the dream ends.

I was dreaming that I was lying in bed in my old room at my parents' house, twisting and turning and wondering which position would be best to induce a lucid dream. Suddenly I felt electrical waves go through my entire body and I awaited the final and most severe wave which usually makes me lucid. It came and I gained real lucidity. A force started crushing me so I focused on the walls to escape from the bed. I felt dizzy and was bouncing from wall to wall so I waved my hands in front of me to stabilize myself.

I started descending the stairs and saw young versions of my mother and sister with piles of colourful dresses lying on the ground. They looked at me with a disappointed/saddened face and walked away. I kept descending and saw more copies of my mother and sister and more piles of dresses.

I reached the first downstairs room where 2 young women were standing, wearing just panties and a t-shirt. I immediately lifted one up, removed her panties and put her on a table. I was started to get excited, when I suddenly saw that the woman's head had become a toddler's head. The other woman also had a toddler's head. I took this as a hint to experiment with this LD rather than have sex.

I walked trough 2 other rooms which had several children in them. There was a young boy in a suit holding something in his hands, and I saw a young girl from behind with her pants down. She had red welts from her upper legs to her lower back. I assumed the boy had done this and told him he shouldn't do that.

Then, I walked into the kitchen. There were 3 kids there and they starting cheering when I announced to them that I was dreaming. I kind of stuttered when I said"dreaming", but they understood. As I said this, a strange character also appeared. A wooden plank floating in the air with a bowlerhat. He had other features and possibly a face made up out of random objects. He told me I shouldn't do that. I asked him why not, his only response was "Tomorrow. At 8am". I had also noticed that the garden was filled with strange trees standing close together. I wondered if I could burn both the forest and the strange character down at the same time. Then I woke up.