23:58 bedtime, a tad late. Almost asleep probably 20 minutes later, and wife comes thundering into bed, tossing pillows around, pulling the blankets, and clearing her throat loudly. Thanks, dear, now I'm wide awake. I start to get really frustrated, but I push it away since all it will do is keep me awake, it serves no purpose. I make it back to sleep in not too long. And I shook my head in incomprehension/condescension as a high school student at my grandmother and grandfather having separate twin beds. real sleep time somewhere around 00:30 probably 00:00 Monday 2014-03-24 + shoes, garden, chips, hotel + driving on paths hunting for gold Finding a champagne producer. at the ocean steep cliffs down + security guard at the mall showing me around he has the key to everything door used to be closed but they tell me now it's open + super wide celebrity-signature tennis shoes. A bunch of shoes are there I see them from the heel point of view, one is really wide. It's for sliding on clay courts. A female fit young tennis player is playing on a clay court and is sliding around. She's married to a good looking young fit male tennis star. + large golden rocks, the local residents are watching us and wondering what we're doing. + the driver of the car is not listening to me and my directions, he keeps choosing his own road and always ends up at a dead-end. I say I've been bicycling over this area all day and I know it really well, I'm telling him "now left, then right." The dead ends are where the curbs come so close together than the road is barely wide enough for a bicyclist or pedestrian to fit through. + we make it to the ocean, and there's a 50-foot cliff down to the beach. "We'll never get the gold out like this" the dude says. It's OK I say, let's keep going on foot. + at the champagne place, it's not buried treasure, but a regular champagne maker. There are bottles of champagne with labels and price tags all around. The prices are high. We talk to the vintner about the delicate flavors. + in a hotel with SB. "What a great hotel room, it's huge," go out into the garden, see a child on the other side of the fence, then we're there with the mother there are 3 small children with long blonde curly hair, 2 girls and one girl-looking boy. At a table with a bag of chips. The mother says they don't eat artificial things, and the bag of chips I'm holding I show her the indredients: corn, <picture>, oil.". The picture is a picture of a strangely curly green hot pepper. The woman eats one. It's twilight. + making out in the ocean with a CG. We're swimming in the fairly large waves, I want to wait until we swim around the back of a nearby rocky island so that we're not visible from the shore, even with binoculuars. We reach the back of the island and we come into each other's arms and make out passionately, our bodies rubbing together, still amongst the waves. 09:42 + in a bus with guys, I see their faces, a hunting trip has concluded. Stopped at a restaurant to eat. It's a blacks only restaurant. I say "don't worry I saw some white guys inside." We go in and I have no shirt on I keep thinking I should go back to the bus and put on a shirt, I'm feeling very white here. One of my black friends asks me about the food, I look into a soup bowl and see it looks like French Onion soup but I say it's "savory soup." + with wife she's not happy about something she was with her old mother and she says even her old mother remembered her birthday, I'm trying to think what day it is and when her birthday is I can't figure it out. She's threatening to find things I ask "are you looking for things that aren't there or things that I'm hiding?" I'm digging through the car and think I have to go hide things better . + bunch of people together, see a CG through a door in a tight grey leotard twirling around + bells ringing, time for church + in high waves in water, I'm trying to find my way to a bargain ski resort that friends have told me about. I go to a "high place" in the waves where I think I should find it but don't see it. I look up high into the far distance around me and see several sun-lit snow-capped mountains, and perhaps even see a ski lift far away on one. I "fall down" the steep water wave hill to the bottom of a valley where I see a small, cheap, low-end ski resort, this is not the one I'm looking for, below me (flying DO overhead looking down) I see a tight set of kind of dirty snowy mogul runs.) I'm wondering how to get back up to the top where I started.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening (...) An incredible coincidence happens in Riverstone's life, which makes him aware of a mistake he was about to make and puts him on a path that is extremely favourable to him. He makes a comment like he is thankful for the path correction but wondering how many sentient beings will suffer in consequence. I don't understand wht he means and he explains his view that karma balance is in pyramidal hierarchy. The more merits you accumulate the better karma you have but the universe has to balance it by distributing equal ammount of bad karma to those with no merits. "I find that hard to accept. Is karma like entrophy? So what happens when you accumulate endless merits and you tend towards budhahood? The rest of the world plunges into darkness, so you can get enlightened. And then what? Big bang happens?" He just points out that I should see how the beings who are close to enlightnement, magically don't need to worry anymore about providing for themselves, there's always people attending to their needs and that gives them more freedom to meditate and pursue liberation, like in a positive feedback loop.(...) (...) A lost man appears at my front door, asking for a place to spend the night. I let him in, he seems harmless. But later on I think he kidnaps me, because there's a gap in my memory and I end up at some place where they seem to be making experiments with humans andhibridation with something else. I watch a baby being born and starting to talk soon after and growing up in one day the equivalent to at least 5 years. I wake up and start writing down this dream, just to realize I'm still dreaming. Next thing I am trying to escape this place, it's a complex labyrinthic building. They don't lock me up, they just keep me in some living area where others like me are kept to do a seemingly normal life until whatever. I find Zilla and some other girl I know among them. I tell them I found a small hatch under some stairs in a discrete place where few people go and invite them to try to escape with me through there. They accept to take a peak. I go inside and find a tunnel that opens up like a funnel and seems like a promising getaway route. But when it's their turn, someone else passes by and they just run away. I decide to go alone and see where it leads. I find myself in a different area, where other people are confined, most of them of african descent. I am welcomed by a group of Angolans and one big lady shows surprise when I tell her my name. She says she has a notebook, where she rights down information she gets in her dreams and that recently she dreamt of a girl with my name. I get half lucid, not entirely aware I'm dreaming, but very much focused and I can clearly read from her notebook and even when I look at different times, the information on it does not change. She shows me the page and it adds up. She wrote my name, my approx. weight in kgs (60), my height in feet (5.4) - and I just had to check online how much that is in meters, cause I use metric system - my day and month of birth and... the date of my death! I was shocked, because it is 14 June 2014. I turn to her "That's just a little more than a couple of months away! It can't be!". She says " I don't make the rules, I just get the information". "So, I do I die?". And she touches me and I have a vision of an accident, some heavy metal piece falling from a scaffold over my head. There is only one thing that does not add up, the year of birth: she wrote 1964 and that is more than 15 years before I was born. I tell her that maybe it's not me, but someone else with my name and older than me. She says, her visions are not always 100% spot on and some numbers might get confused, but if every other number is right, there's good chance it is me. So, obviously, I'll avoid any construction site and scaffolds around that day!
Updated 03-26-2014 at 11:16 AM by 34880
Morning of March 24, 2014. Monday. My wife and family are living in a large two-storey house which is supposedly in Brisbane, Australia yet looks like a variation of sister Marilyn’s house, though a lot bigger. The first part of my dream has a section of near-lucidity as does a section near the ending, but never full lucidity. I hear a noise outside and look out from the (implied) north side of a room upstairs. As I look down, I see an unkempt man seemingly moving from the outer area of that side of our house - (he looks up with a slightly annoyed look at me; it is quite clear) - to then step through a window in the next house, which is fairly close to ours. The other house seems to be vacant and refurbishing seems to be a thought relative to the scene. I still am not quite sure why he came from our area. A little later, I look out again and see a different unkempt man coming from the same area as the previous. He, as well (after glancing up at me in a perturbed way), steps through the large window of the house next door. It is a very clear scene, but I cannot identify the two males. My wife tells me that they are using the area inside our walls to gain access to the neighbor’s house due to the closeness of the buildings which seems to sound reasonable at first. It seems that the two men are yelling at each other and I make a note of this to my wife. The fight seems to last a few minutes and seems related to building supplies and who does what with what. A little later, I notice that the entire southern section of the other house is mostly gone so that the inside can be seen. It also creates some sort of distorted imagery that our house is directly connected to it, sort of like a courtyard being in the “opening” of the house that links to ours, yet with a fancy wall of only a couple feet or so and almost looking like a miniature castle at one point. Later, I am upstairs in a room of my own that seems to be a section from the King Street boarding house. Three men are now in our house doing work for the landlord in the western-most section. A man yells at me “we weren’t arguing, mate…” (followed by something I do not hear clearly or remember) in an Australian manner and thick accent. I am not quite sure how he heard what I had said to my wife. Later, I notice that the walls of vertical wooden slats (reminding me of our Clayfield apartment) have been recently painted. However, I also am aware that they did not need painting and whoever did it did an amazingly sloppy job, leaving triangular patches of the older coat near ceiling level, which looks very annoying. There are also tacky pieces of furniture added here and there and one room has horrid-looking wall paper, which is green and orange in vertical stripes and has upside-down V-shaped golden patterns. I tell myself that I will redo everything when the other men leave. Feeling more and more annoyed, especially at the idea of having three strangers in our house supposedly “fixing” the place while merely destroying aspects of it in one way or another, I go to the room the three men are in. The three men are sitting about on the floor, all in informal meditating positions. The one on my far left, at first, looks like Richard B, a second pinhead (after Leonard S) I knew from La Crosse (who would be very old now if still alive). I say the first name fairly loud a few times, but it turns out that it is not him, and a different name is given by a different man (which I do not recall, it might have been “Paul”). He still closely resembles him and does have the same characteristics. He has an extreme slouch as well. I tell them that I will inform the landlord if they keep messing around as they have been doing. A little later, I am back in the adjoining room. Suddenly, I feel vibrations that are amazingly vivid to what it would actually feel like when a wall is transmitting sound caused by someone jumping on the floor. In the other room, the three men are jumping around, singing and yelling, and eventually playing a loud stereo. Their voices are very clear and distinguishable. My wife gets very upset by both their being in the house at all, as well as their present behavior. It looks as if they had knocked a wall out from one side (west) for no particular reason. They mostly just sing and dance around in a drunken manner. She yells about them and goes downstairs with the apparent plan of not going upstairs again until they are gone (assuming there will still be an upstairs left). Our children seem to feel the same way. Our baby, however, is still wandering around upstairs. There are two large flights of stairs going up from north to the south end and fairly close together (divided only by one smaller room or area, it seems). I am concerned about the baby walking too close to the steps. She actually goes down a couple of the steps as I start to wake with great concern for her safety, but there is no drama. (In real life, she is the most adventurous one-year-old I had ever seen, even managing to climb up on our dresser and do a “tap dance” - as well as walk along the back of the couch.) This dream seems to have some sort of unusual modern alteration of the “three witches” archetype.
Updated 06-19-2015 at 06:01 PM by 1390
So there I was out for a walk, when I noticed that I must have parked our van in the middle of the street. Why would I do that? And I could not even move it now because I only had the other car's key on me. Was this even our van? As I thought that the van started to drive off. I thought, ah good, not ours. Then it occurred to me to check whether it was a dream. I tried finger through palm and it would not go through (I should stop trying this RC, it never work for me). But then I thought, I think it is a dream. I became aware of my physical body lying in bed. I alas started to lose dream. I managed to still notice that it was a beautiful day in my dream: sunny and the blossoms were already in bloom in my dream unlike in reality. I tried spinning to stabilize, but I lost the dream. Upon waking up I tried to immediately write down my dream on my iPhone, but my husband tried to take my phone from me. I kept insisting that it was important that I write down this dream, but he would not listen to me. And that is when I really woke up. Yikes, false awakening opportunity missed. And then I almost forgot to RC to check whether this was another FA! I started writing the dream, but then remembered to RC. I looked at the time twice. It continues to be 4:23, and I am pretty confident that now I am awake. Oh and this lucid was a result of a WBTB: I got up and got a cup of warm milk around 2:30. I almost had not gotten up, but I thought might as well get up to increase chance of WBTB.
Updated 03-24-2014 at 09:42 AM by 61501
The OFFICIAL Foxrally Dream History Textbook Don't remember much on today's night. Gotta work on dream recall. Dream Fragment: I remember having a dream, like I was watching a video, about a lesson on psychology. I don't remember what the lessons were about, but I heard some weird terms and a teacher-like voice speaking (like in a tutorial video) in the background explaining all the diagrams that popped up. While browsing a book store earlier that day I had actually read through a book about psychology (and gotten really interested), so I probably got my dream from that.
I parked my park in the parking lot. Walked up a flight of stair. See that I'm at a part of a hotel. Went up a flight of narrow wooden stair. I went up one more flight of stair, and it's a white stone set this time. I was in a house in Macau. We looked out the window to see my old landlords from SM. Someone told me to hide but I really needed to use the bathroom. I thought I'll have enough time to use the toilet since they're like 24 stories down. I got in and I heard their voices. Someone told me to come back out and hide. I opened the door with my pants down to my knees. They sounded too close so I shut the door. I really hoped that they didn't see the door closing. I heard them walking by asking for me. There's a vent at the bottom of the door. I held a piece of toilet paper to the vent even though I know they can't see through it anyway. I dreamed of something Starbucks related.
color legend: non-dream dream lucid Lucid #7 The Hills I'm riding in a car on an isolated road in the middle of golden brown rolling hills. I suddenly become lucid. I get out of the car and run up a hill onto the vast expanse. I marvel at the beauty of the golden hills and distant snow covered mountains. I decide to form a mountain of my own and ski down it. I create my mountain by raising my hand and forcing a mountain to rise out of the ground. I fly to the top and reach behind me to find skis. I put them on and ski down the mountain. I then fly in the air and decide to make a floating mountain above the one I just formed. I wave me hand and a huge round ball of stone forms in the air. I play god by slicing off sections of it and adding others. I make it into a gigantic sculpture of sorts. Before I finish I wake up.
color legend: non-dream dream lucid Lucid #6 Success! I'm in a classroom with a friend. We are sitting cross legged on the floor talking and laughing. We talk about lucid dreaming. For some reason I get cocky and say "Hey watch this!" And I look at my backpack on the floor and try to make it fly to the ceiling. At this point I didn't know I was dreaming, but for some reason I still tried to make it levitate. As soon as I tried it zipped up to the ceiling and right back down to the floor again! I was astonished. I know I’m dreaming and immediately nose pinch reality check and rub my hands together to stop the dream from fading from my excitement. I get up and try to fly. I can’t even get off of the ground. Disappointed, I step out onto the balcony and see that I am in New York City! This time I think of heaven and I rise off the ground and start flying upward over the city! I’m a bit scared to look down and when I do the view is astonishing. The sun is setting so the city is framed in shadow and an orange glow. The feeling of flying is too amazing to describe. You feel so free. Anything is possible. I see a huge glass tube extending into the sky from the city streets below. Curious, I fly into the pipe and zoom down it. I get shot out at the bottom like a bullet and zip through the streets with incredible speed. I fly sideways along the sides of buildings and I have a memory gap. I am in a room with a bunch of random objects around me. I try to use telekinesis to make them fly around and succeed with a few, but the majority just stay where they are. I get frustrated and I wake up.
Updated 03-24-2014 at 05:26 AM by 66724
#297 - DILD - 7:35AM I am at a bookstore like Hasting's or Books-A-Million. I have two books to purchase. I make my way to the registers, but all of them are closed. Frustrated, I look around and am surprised to see that there are two registers open behind me. I make my way to one feeling really dumb that I made such an obvious mistake. An attractive woman starts chatting with at the next register. I say something about how stupid I feel for not even seeing the open registers. She keeps talking and lightly flirting with me but I lose interest as it is now my turn to check out. There's nice gray haired woman working the register. She scans my books. (I have no idea what the books looked like or what the titles were.) The little green display shows my total. The numbers are a little distorted but it reads $83 and some change. I stare closer at the display it seems blurry and I remind myself to get my eyes checked. I tell the lady that there must be some mistake. These books were on clearance and should have only totaled around $6. The lady looks the books over and agrees that I am right. I feel like the display is just broken so I ask her if I swipe my card, will it ask me to approve the total. She says it will so I fish in my wallet for my debit card. I become annoyed when I can't seem to find it. I pull out random fake looking cards and something like a library card. I even see my AutoZone Rewards card. I notice in my side vision that someone has walked up in line behind me. I apologize to the cashier and she assures me its not my fault. I tell her that I just can seem to get my stuff together. Finally, I find my debit card and take it in hand. I look up at the total again and now it reads $90. I become a little suspicious that this could be a dream. I look down at my card and now it has changed into some other random card. I smile, and decide if this is a dream it will just work. When I swipe, The card reader displays an extremely long string of random numbers then, they all change counting up to nine the cycling back at zero again. Then, the entire screen scrolls lines of counting numbers at at such a high speed my eyes can't follow. I laugh out loud at this totally convinced it's a dream. I look at the old cashier and say, "You know what? It's OK. I won't be needing these books after all. It's just a dream." She seems confused as I walk away to the glass doors. I notice she is following behind me so I stop and ask what she is doing. She says, "I'm getting your books." I assume she's intending to give me some free books. I say, "No. You don't understand. It won't matter. I can't bring the books with me." She seems confused and looks away like she's not really listening. I take her face in both my hands so she has to look at me. "This is a dream. We are dreaming." She doesn't seem to understand but gives up on the books. I take her hand, shake it, and tell her I love her as a sort of apology. I step outside and I looks like the same area that the old Hasting's was. I see a silver car sitting idle but I walk past it. I recall my goal to do the Jack and the Beanstalk task. I see a patch of earth near the sidewalk and asphalt and make my way to it. I reach into my pocket for beans but don't really feel anything. I decide to just fake it. With my other hand I dig a small hole in the ground. It's really wet and muddy making it really easy. I put the pretend beans in the mud and quickly cover it up. I get close to the ground and look at the spot from a level side view. Right away I see three spouts. (Guess I thought Jack had 3 beans.) I chant grow grow grow and the sprouts quickly begin to get larger. I am amazed to see something grow so fast but knowing how big this is supposed to get I worry that it's taking way too long. I shout, "GROW FASTER!". It just continues at the same rate and is now only about 3 or 4 inches tall. I wait patiently hoping the bean stalk will get larger. Suddenly, I hear my son cry out in his sleep jerking me out of the dream.
Updated 03-24-2014 at 02:58 AM by 5967
#296 - DILD - 7:04AM I am driving out of the parking lot in my car. There are a lot of people in the way I decide to lightly bump MJ with my car. I wave and sarcastically mouth, "Sorry." I decide to take the prank further and pull over waiting for her to pass by. I get out of my car looking for hers. I decide I will use TK to make a wheel fall off. I realize this is dream control and become lucid. I lightly drum on my car waiting for MJ still intent on a little TK prank. Several cars pass by and marvel at how vivid and clear the dream is. I worry being idle too long will destabilize the dream. I decide go ahead and do my goal. I think what it was for a second. When I recall I shout, "Bean!" I reach into my pocket and pull out something solid and small. The sensation is dull but, it vaguely feels like three beans. I quickly press them into the grass and immediately wake up.
#295 - DILD - 6:05AM I am sitting at work with a rifle at my desk. I have some shells and I am trying to determine if they are the right type. It seems to be a single loader with some oddities. I suddenly feel extremely dizzy and sleepy with blurry, distorted vision and feel the need to lay down. I recognize this as dream sign and become lucid. I decide to go ahead and lay down to WILD hoping that I can jumpstart a new scene. As I lay down, I see a blurry watery vision of my co-worker, Joyce, looking down at me. I ignore her. I quickly decide this tactic could backfire on me so I get up and rub my hands while I stomp around. Soon my vision clears up and I take walk looking around at the strange version of work. I think hard to recall my goal and I remember. I want to try the Jake and the Beanstalk TOTY. I decide not to bother with going outside to plant beans. I'll plant it into the floor instead. I prep myself for a blind summon by chanting, "Beans, Beans, Beans, I got beans in my pocket. Beans in my pocket. Beans Beans Beans." I look around and see a nice open space in the building and head for it. Unfortunately, I wake at this moment. I settle in to DEILD and get some mild vibes but I quickly fall into a non lucid dream about my mom nearly falling down concrete steps holding an infant.
color legend: non-dream dream lucid Lucid Fragment #2 Water-Bending I don't remember much of this dream because I forgot to write it down in my DJ when I woke up. I remember being in a classroom. I’m in the front corner of the room behind a desk. The room turns into chaos. Everyone suddenly starts fighting each other. I join the fight by water-bending into a girl’s face. I turn it into ice so she can’t see. My next victim is a guy. I water-bend water towards him and it surrounds his body. I freeze it and he falls over unable to move, begging someone to help him. Everyone looks at me and I smirk and walk out of the room. The next thing I remember is flying around a bit. I’m still not very good at it but it was a good second try.
#294 - DILD - 4:50AM I fail my WILD and have several FAs were I was trying to WILD and got mild vibes but fell into non lucid dreams. Or did I actually have DEILD moments? Not sure, but this is what I recall. I have some vibes but FA. There is some light outside and I wonder how so much time passed since my WBTB. I try WILD again and have another FA with vibes. I try to focus on visuals to avoid the OBE sensation. I am playing hide and seek with my daughters in my old house. I know they went to the back yard so I run out the front and around the side to meet them in the back. I am bare foot and have to side step multiple piles of dog poo. On the side of the house I see something like a Doberman chained up. It barks at my and I speak to it so it can recognize me in the dark. It calms down and I pet it. Its head feels like ice and I have some guilt for leaving a dog in the cold. I decide my cover is blown so I leave to sneak around the other side. When I reach the side gate I look back at the dog. I am shocked to see a naked woman with a collar and chain instead of a dog. She has her back to me gives me a sad look over her shoulder. I stumble away feeling like I am losing my mind. I wonder why I am hallucinating such odd things. I have another FA or time passes and its a totally different dream. I have some vibe sensation again and find my self FA in a library. A librarian is looking for a book that is lost. I jokingly tell the librarian that someone stole the book and now it will come out of his check. I look to my left and see a beer bottle on a book shelf. Something reminds me that I was trying to get lucid. Maybe I chose the wrong place for it and I should go home where there are less distractions. I see Sharon from work and she kisses my bye and tells me she loves me. I walk away feeling confused about this. In some random area of the building I see a hand sanitizer above a doorway with my name on it and "Murder 2007". I have no idea that is about adding to my confusion. I go back to thinking about the large black woman I am supposed to be married to. I recall my actual wife and wonder how I have two wives. I worry about the legality of it all. I realize I don't remember marrying Sharon and I certainly can't recall ever having sex with her. The thought makes me shutter. I come to a half door and see Amanda from work sitting at a small desk. There is an electrical outlet on the door with two plugs and cords coming off it. I unplug whatever was plugged to it so I can open the door to get out. I wonder if Amanda had something there for a reason, but I couldn't help it. I look down and now realize I am in my underwear. I recall that this happens a lot because that actually all I am really wearing. Now I understand that this is all a dream. I feel a little insecure stepping out into the parking lot in just my underwear but I ignore it. For some reason it helps me to think that I am in a music video. I bust open the door in a silent scream as some music begins to play as I run in slow motion. Everything halts when I see some crazy looking man made of balloons tumbling toward me in the wind. I slap at the balloon man and I swirls into the air. I look into an unfamiliar parking lot and see a truck. I think it must have been for me to drive home and I head for it, but before I can even get close it disappears. I begin to fly low to the ground rather than walk or run. I come to a park and see some people dressed in animal suits running around chasing each other. I say, "Oh cool! A Where The Wild Things Are Dream." I look down and visualize a costume of my own. Fake brown fur seems to materialize over my bare skin. I suddenly remember I had a goal but I can't seem to recall it. I don't want to collapse the dream so I put it aside for now. I zoom fly to the nearest "wild thing" and tackle it. My tackle turns into a dog pile and I quickly realize that this is just a normal person in a suit. I think, "Oh no, these are Furries!" and quickly get sucked into an orgy. I try to resist but I feel turned on and latch onto an anonymous woman. I look away and see one of them just standing there. I ask, "What are you doing?" The person replies, "I only want one." When I ask which one, the person says, "The most submissive." Mercifully, I wake up at this point.
Updated 03-24-2014 at 02:59 AM by 5967
color legend: non-dream dream lucid Lucid Fragment #1 Struggling I suddenly become aware that I am dreaming. I RC with my nose pinch and am able to suck in a big breath. This feels amazing and I marvel at the feeling. I remember my goal of flying but become conscious of my real body. I spend the rest of the dream trying to lose the feeling of my body IWL but I wake up.
Updated 03-24-2014 at 01:47 AM by 66724
color legend: non-dream dream lucid Lucid #5 Crazy Night This was absolutely insane, it was about 9 in the morning and I fell asleep after an hour of trying. I have a memory gap but the first thing I remember is being Lucid in some sort of nursery. I remember there being a baby and an old woman in the room. I rub my hands together but I become conscious of my real body. I wake up and without opening my eyes and deild back into the nursery. I try to fly and I get maybe an inch off the ground. The scene shifts to me standing on a newspaper, and only a newspaper. As I look at it, it gets bigger and bigger. Probably twenty feet long. I imagine a dream door in the paper behind me. I reach back, take the handle and jump in. next thing I know I’m in a black and white town from the 20s. I wake up and deild back to the black and white town scene. I try flying again and don’t get much luck. I get a few feet in the air and fall. I try to put my finger through my palm for a reality check but it won't go through. I do my normal nose pinch reality check and I can breathe in. this blows my mind as usual and I try to fly again and I soar upward! on my way up I find I have to flap my arms like a duck-.- some brown haired man says I look like I’m having some trouble I grab his hand for some reason and take him with me. He doesn't slow me down at all. I realize I’m actually going really fast. My goal is space. When we get close he tells me that I won't be able to breathe, but I assure him I will. I let him float back down to earth and I plunge into space. I wake up and deild once more... Into space again. I imagine I have huge wings like in the maximum ride books that I loved when I was younger. I imagine them unfolding from my back and extending them. I have pretty black wings with some brown and grey mixed in. I try flying this time but it feels weird. Then a small pink boy with wings flies over to me from nowhere and tells me the tips of my wings are caught on my shirt still. So he helps me, and my beautiful wings unfold all the way. 13 feet long wingspan and amazing. I wake up before I can try my new wings out. This time I wake up for sure because I want to remember the dream so I can write it down. This was a very long lucid for me and a very crazy series of my first deilds.
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