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8/15/2013, 22:00-6:45

The dda-ld ("didn't-do-anything lucid dream") is a stupid dream where you suddenly have the realization that you're dreaming, but your brain is a d-bag and says, "You know what? Let's not have a lucid dream." and you end up waking yourself up, effectively screwing yourself out of having a lucid dream that you actually do something in, hence the dda-ld.

I have actually had many of these stupid dreams in the past. This is just the first one I've decided to post. So here it is, the dda-ld:

Key:
Lucid Dream
Non-lucid dream
Woken Up
Sleep Paralysis

Dream 1:

I remember a jellyfish. That is all.

The DDA-LD:

I then woke up at probably around 3:00 in the morning, having to go to the bathroom. I got up, took a piss, stood around for a few seconds for the WBTB effect, then went back into bed. It was a bit cold, so I couldn't go to sleep right away. I was then laying there when suddenly I started feeling the rushing, vibrating, and the hypnagogic hallucinations of sleep paralysis. I remember some HH of me looking at porn on the computer () and then an icon suddenly appeared in the bottom right corner that I couldn't get rid of. I became scared I was gonna get found out. Then I suddenly woke up in my bed. I kind of knew I was dreaming, but I wasn't sure, so I tried to create something; a sound, an object, a smell, anything. Whenever I tried to create anything, all that would happen was the rushing sound and vibrations, which I was thinking were like me trying to concentrate on creating something. I then gave up on that and instead, my brain said "screw it" and tried to wake me up the same way I woke up in a prievious LD: by doing the nose plug reality check, and got too involved with the breathing of my physical body, that I wake myself up. That didn't work this time, so I just closed my eyes to connect with the physical body, and I woke myself up.


So that is my DDA-LD. Technically, I'd call it a DDA-WILD because of the sleep paralysis, but it still is a DDA-LD. Though, this isn't a total failure, since this actually is the first time I've had a WILD.

The first dream I remember happened when I was about 4 years old. I will also mention that this is the only time I have ever dreamed of a real place in perfect replication. Other times I have ever dreamed of a real place there is always something different about it, like the way it looks or the layout.

The dream started with me sitting on my bed looking up at the abominable snow man. He was HUGE, his head almost touched my ceiling. No words were exchanged between us but somehow I knew that he wanted to play hide and seek with me. I jumped up and began hiding in different places around the house, but he always found me, and when he did find me he would roar very loud and frightening, making me become scared and running off to the next hiding spot. The only places I remember what happened in detail was when I ran outside to our mailbox. I managed to squeeze inside it to hide, scared for my life by this point. He found me not long after and knocked the mailbox over causing me to jump out and run as fast as I could back into my room. I jumped under the bed making sure to keep quiet. Not much time passed before I herd him enter my room and saw his feet next to my bed. Everything got quiet until suddenly my bed was thrown off of me with a giant roar. I cowered, screaming my head off, when I finally woke up. I remember lying in bed looking around my room until I managed to convince myself that it was all just a dream.

I think this dream is either responsible for my deep fear of the abominable snow man from Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer, or was caused by that fear. Either way, that movie is involved. I have been afraid of that guy my whole life, and still am today, just not as much as I used to be when I was little. I used to run out of the room whenever he came on TV and I wouldn't come back until I knew that his scene was over. He is just, so incredibly creepy looking. I can stand to watch his scenes now but I by no means enjoy it.

I was sitting in a plane near the back, and I turned around and saw Jerry Seinfeld and his friends sitting in the very last row near the rear exit. As the plane started down the runway, he was making jokes about how the last row was where terrorists and murderers sit, and everyone around him was laughing. Suddenly the door to the rear exit started swinging open, and Jerry noticed it right away and did that silly shout he always does in the show as he jumped out of his seat and raced to catch the door and close it before the plane got airborne. My dream ended right as he reached the door. I saw the plane from the outside and it was like, halfway on the runway and halfway in the air with Jerry's arms hanging out the door when the scene froze and started showing Seinfeld end credits and playing that little concluding riff.

There was some sort of competition between me and someone else involving surviving in the wilderness. I was sitting near a campfire with some guy I'd hired to help me survive to give me the edge in the competition, but the guy was annoyed because things weren't going to plan and all the huntable animals that were supposed to be in the area were gone. The wilderness we were in was very beautiful, though. It was a large grassland with small amounts of trees and lots and lots of lakes, but it wasn't wet and marshy like areas with lots of small lakes usually are. There was a mountain range in the distance that spanned the entire horizon, and opposite of that the grasslands ended and dropped off down steep cliffs with no bottom. I think the person I was in competition with was either a ninja or a pirate, but he rode around on a big griffon so that gave him an advantage. He kept flying by and belittling me.

Some vague dream about a father and daughter sitting in the den, and the mother comes in and they talk about something. I remember the mother saying "That's why I had the fireplace put in." and the daughter and father were all surprised and weirded out by that for some reason.

I was in a grocery store, going up and down the aisles pushing a shopping cart. It was a very industrial-looking grocery store in that it looked more like a Home Depot except with food on the shelves. I got a few cleaning supplies that I can remember vividly. There were these huge mechanical aisles that were all pushed together in one massive block, and as I walked by them they automatically separated into actual aisles you could walk down and they were all frozen foods aisles. I thought that was very neat that they came together and broke apart like that and thinking it was very energy-efficient to keep the cold air in, even though the energy used to move the aisles was probably more than the cooling. As I walked up and down the frozen foods aisles, I saw that one of the freezer doors was actually a regular door that led into a building that was a labyrinth of even more freezer shelves except it was almost completely pitch black and I could barely make out the doors and the floor. I kept opening the doors but all the freezer shelves in that building were empty and had ice accumulating on the glass. As I tried to make my way through the labyrinth, I kept getting text messages from my ex-girlfriend I haven't seen in like eight years. They were weird one word text messages of random words, and she sent them super-fast, like I was getting a text every tenth of a second. I kept trying to text back but I couldn't keep up with her typing speed. When I got to the end of the labyrinth there was a dark room with some neon LED lights around and it was like a little lounge. I saw a lizard in a big terrarium and a door that led me back into the main grocery store. I was relieved to finally get out of the dark place and when I left there I stopped getting the texts so fast.

Lucid dreaming for me is a way to try and escape the horrors of my dreams (technically nightmares but seeing as how I've only ever had nightmares I just call them dreams)

The last lucid dream I had was about a week ago. I was standing in a building and I could feel that something bad was about to happen. I remember thinking that I was not in the mood for my bad dreaming and that what I really wanted to do was to fly, because the dreams where I have the ability to fly are the closest to a happy dream I will ever come. I stood at the door staring into the sky thinking "Fly. Fly! FLY!" and I was beginning to think I wouldn't be able to until I slowly, but surely, started to lift into sky. I got above the trees when I started to remember my past reactions to flying dreams; I tend to freak out when I get too high. Remembering this, of course, made me freak out and I started to descend. This disappointed me and I started to concentrate my hardest on staying up and after hard work, and many roller coaster like motions, I finally managed to fly straight and confident, leaving all my inhibitions behind me, not to mention the on coming tragedy of what staying in that empty building would have brought. I flew for the entire dream until I woke up, relieved that I didn't have to suffer through another nightmare.

This dream made me particularly relieved because usually in my lucid dreams I'm only able to change details that are already happening as an attempt to make them less scary or more convenient, like making something pop up or someone change to make the events easier to get through, but this time I was able to change the dream entirely making it a completely different dream. That rarely ever happens. I'm happy that I was able to avoid the bad things but I also usually prefer to avoid these types of lucid dreams because I enjoy interpreting my dreams to see what my subconscious is trying to bring to my attention. Beggars can't be choosers I guess .

Fragment: Me and someone else were standing on someone's lawn when we saw a firetruck pull up into their driveway. Meanwhile the woman who was the owner of the house hurried over there. We thought that we better move lest someone become suspicious what we were doing there and whether we started the fire. What were we doing there? Rationalized that must have had precognition of fire, but figured no one would believe that.

Fragment: My mom and I were staying at Polish friends of my mothers. While there the phone rang, and I picked up. I was asked whether I knew the owners and I said I had met the woman but not the man yet, and then I explained they were friends of my mothers, and the person on the other side of the phone figured out who I must be. Btw, I was a teenaged version of me in this dream. My father burst into the house upset that we were in town and not staying with him. He insisted we pack up our stuff and come with him. I was surprised he included my mother in that given that they were divorced.

Fragment: I was in a public bathroom - I think with my mother and I caused a flood. The thing that was flooding was much smaller than a toilet and it was in front of the sink but it was not the sink.

Fragment: In this dream I was staying at my father's house which was nothing like his real house, it was much bigger and older and in ill repair and it was a mess. There were a whole bunch of desks blocking my way to the closet. I needed to get through and my dad needed to help me with that. I then pulled an electrical plug, and we became aware that this had caused a loud crackling noise to stop whereas we had not noticed the noise before. When I briefly turned it back on, we discovered that whatever it was was also causing sparks (which we had not noticed before either) which were damaging the ceiling. My father became worried about the resale value if the home. He wanted to know whether the document about the condition of this home when he bought it was vague enough so he could claim this was a preexisting condition. We tried to examine the damage, but it was in such heavy shadow that we could not really see the ceiling. My father wondered whether this could be used to his advantage to pretend that he did not know about the damage and maybe noone would notice.

Fragment: some weird connection between life and forum, not sure but it may have been that if one did not want animal eaten should have posted to different subforum?

I was standing in a lake, close to the bank and I dropped my clasp knife into the water. I trawled my fingers along the bottom of the lake and located a knife...but it wasn't mine (it was handsomely marked and clearly better than mine) I trawled again and found another one...which was differently configured but with the same handsome markings.

After finally locating mine, I apparently noticed a number of freshwater fishing items close together on the bank and I apparently assumed that an angler had put the items down to mark his fishing-place...so, being the basically honest person that I am, I assumed the knives might have belonged to him and had somehow slipped off the bank, so I added them to the pile.

Cut to a group of (anglers) who were on the bank and the knives had gone...and I now apparently decided that the knives maybe weren't the property of whoever had marked that area and they would have been "finder-keepers," and I'd lost out.

So I started interrogating the group and one individual started waffling on about something (as DC's apparently often do?) So much for my initial high moral action...I ended up being slightly spiteful that I'd apparently missed out on some fine booty. Hold on...it was just a dream. Why am I feeling guilty? I'm not any kind of freshwater fisherman, so I don't know where that came from...I do know that Ed, my brain, seems to be playing me like a fish.

Yesterday,I had made up an ADA list, based just on mundane personal things that basically should occur in all my dreams. Sensations...of feet, clothing, wind in hair, muscle effects, gravity, notice people's faces, sensations of touch, how it feels to lie in bed etc

I noticed the "waffling" DC's face in detail. The teeth were white and small, with big gaps between them. The feeling of the water as my fingers trawled through it. Another one I must add is the fact that the water wasn't at all cold...no sensation of temperature at all.

Of course, all this is useless if the "awareness" of dreamlike quality doesn't happen.Also, rather than highlighting the "unreality" of dreams, changes like this seem to make the dreams more vivid ...perhaps that in itself is a good signpost to ultimate lucidity.

But I've now got a more focussed list I can concentrate on rather than the more demanding "notice everything" of general ADA.

We'll see...

I was at Stone Hill house, and was in front of the big plasma. I was throwing a ball up in mid-air, then trying to do a front flip and ring my arms around the ball while it was still in the air.

I noticed a old friend Brent O, he was doing the same thing I had been doing (may have been him doing it all along, unsure).

Someone asked if they (?) could do a proper ballroom dance. The couple which had their eyes covered with patches, said yes, but insisted that they were out of energy from a previous performance. Another couple also were just about to compete against them.

First time trying to recall my dreams since 2009. Trying to get back into this, was such a thrill when I first started

I was at the end of Blaxland ave nearest to the milk bar. I was sitting down on the footpath with the comedian LAB.

It was a hot day and we were joking around. LAB, decided to leave, I think he had to go to school or something, because he left with 2 young girls (12-13). I was yelling out some funny comments as he was leaving.

I was getting annoyed with all the ants which were crawling up my arms, so I got up and moved to a area with shade, hoping the ants were not going to be there.

as of late I have been having very random dreams no lucidity


dream part one my husband and i went into a gas station. He asked me to distract the clerk so I said ok what kind of stunt is he going to pull this time my hubby is a prankster not harmful just funny. I had the cashier go check something for me and my hubby sneaks behind the counter to the smokes and sticks 2 packs of open ciggs into the display with all the others and gives me a smile of mischief they wherent our brand . I was confused he was so happy with this little prank . I thought how cute he is and how awesome it is .

dream #2 somehow i am in some kinda jam band circle type thing sitting by a stereo I was playing sing along to the song with my hubby and some famous people I felt odd why was areosmith wanting me to sing along with their songs and other bands wanted me to sing along with their music. But I had a lot of fun the chairs where allmost all musician chairs the little fold up ones with a small back space so they can have space for their instrument. Mine was not it was a fold up too but with a regular back . there was a tile floor and the stereo was to the left of me and to the right was my recurring character to the left my hubby whom kinda cringed every time i sang along ( I really shouldnt be singing in public let alone with actual musicians )

I woke up now I did not have any recall for the next hour but when it did it was vivid like I was just there not like i had been awake for an hour. I know there had to be more I am sure this is fragmented but it was like someone almost smacked me with these bits of dream to remember. I have been having recall like that for a while now . anyways it was fun

In my dream my mother and stepfather came to visit me at the university campus (in reality I graduated from college more than a decade and a half ago).

I was parking the car in the parking garage of the hotel on the college campus (there really is a hotel there). I did a very poor parking job.

I spoke with the parking attendant or security guy about threat to life of a professor of mine. The professor dismissed it, but I believed there had been two assassination attempt on him already. The guy I was talking to said he would look into it.

My grandmother could not come for health reasons (in reality she is no longer alive), Christmas was coming - I wondered whether I could instead make a brief visit to here (in Poland) but I was worried because I have a cold and might pass it on to her.

My mom had brought a puzzle that required one to find a clue in a library on other side of campus (the layout of campus was completely different from my university's campus, and so was the library). It was like a scavanger hunt. We walked through the cold campus (it was winter in the dream.)

The puzzle / scavanger hunt led one to constructing a paper or cardboard box with art design. I was disappointed, and I let my mother know that this kind of thing did not interest me, that we could have skipped the step of actually going on this scavanger hunt and could have just read about it. My mom was disappointed that I was disappointed.

In reality it is true that my mother and stepfather are coming to visit soon. I am no longer in college, not since over a decade and a half ago. My grandmother is dead. There are no assassination attempts of course. It is not winter / Christmas. I do however usually do a poor job parking my car.

Notice my dream signs: car, my mother, college.

August 13, 2013 (Bedtime Dream, written in journal three hours after going to sleep)

My boyfriend and I had broken up and he had another girlfriend. We were still seeing each other but she didn’t know. So he invites me to stay the night at his house and I said okay. For some stupid reason he wanted me to meet his new girlfriend and her family. He had told them that we were good friends.

So I get to the house and she comes to the door to meet me and say hello. She’s being really nice and invited me inside. The house looked like one I used to live in when I was a kid—same layout and furniture. So anyway, she sits down at the computer and begins to play a game, while boyfriend is in the kitchen cooking dinner. I’m just sitting there feeling really uncomfortable. Soon a baby starts crying and nobody does anything like move to pick it up. It just keeps crying and finally I walk over to her and ask if I can hold her baby. She doesn’t look up from the game, but says, sure go ahead. So I walk over to the walker and pick up their baby, who instantly stops crying.

She’s still intensely playing her game so I walk over to her and ask what she’s playing. She smiles and asks if I’d like to see. So she begins to show me this game where she’s a mom with lots of kids, a husband, her home and everything that one would have in real life. There were avatar people walking down a sidewalk and she showed me that she could talk to them and interact and stuff. She was really into the game and it was something I could tell she spent a lot of time doing.

Her parents come over and we’re all in the living room. They ask me a lot of questions and I’m starting to feel like it’s a good time to go. I mention that I should really get moving, and boyfriend says, no please stay the night. We have a spare room and you’re welcome to stay there tonight. At that point they all insisted that I stay. Except for his girlfriend, who normally slept in the spare room herself. So I agree and when it’s time for bed I go in there. The room is huge with a single bed. I start to jump in when I hear his girlfriend knock on the door. She came in and said I just wanted to say goodnight and thank you for coming over. Then she leaves, and goes to get in bed with her boyfriend (which is something she never does). I could hear them laughing and having a good time.

The next morning boyfriend tells me that his girlfriend is really showing him much more attention since I’m there and asked if I would stay for a little longer. I said that I didn’t want to, but if he really really wanted that, then I would stay one more night. His girlfriend walks up to me and asks if we could have a talk. I’m thinking…oh boy, here we go. This couldn’t be good. So we walk up ahead of him and she tells me that she really likes having me around for the same reasons. She starts opening up about her life and I find myself starting to enjoy talking to her and liking her. She seems sweet and like a nice person. Pretty soon she hands me these really large stilts and says, come on let’s check these out. She has a pair too. So we start trying to walk on them and we’re both laughing and joking around…falling but not getting hurt. So, I look behind me and boyfriend is looking rather pissed off about the whole thing.

That night as I’m about to go to bed, boyfriend comes in the room and says that he wants to sleep in there, with me. I told him no, you need to go to your bed. He kept insisting so I said I was leaving. When I opened the door to leave, his girlfriend was standing right there. She overheard everything and was not happy about it. She asked him why he would be such a jerk and bother me. She told me to come with her and she led me to this really strange part of the house that was more like a motel. Only thing is instead of rooms, there were these pod-like structures hanging from chains. She told the lady at a desk that I was staying on one tonight and that when I woke up the next morning I was to get a free pedicure.

When I walked into my pod it was really unstable and there was a grate-like floor. There was a guy in there cleaning up and he was just getting finished. He said that he would see me in the morning for the ped and left. The pod kept rocking back and forth and was just creepy so I waited until I figured nobody was around and left. I left a note at the front desk saying how much I appreciated the thought, but that I was just going to return to my house and sleep in my own bed.

On my way home I went to a bar and had a drink, watching some band play. After I left I realized that I had left my ID and went back to get it. They wouldn’t let me in at first, so I told them to get my brother, he was in the back and he would get my ID for me. So they said okay, and he brought my id out and gave it to me. He told me he would meet me later after he got off work and then told the guys there to quit giving me a hard time; that I was his sister. They all laughed and I took off. That’s when I woke up.


August 13, 2013 (Nap Dream)

My son and I were standing in line to ride this really big roller coaster. There were lots of twists and turns in it and it was huge! We were waiting in a really long line, and the closer we got the more nervous I became to ride. I kept telling him that I wasn’t so sure this was a good idea, that I had a really bad feeling about it. He was telling me that it would be fun and kept encouraging me to ride it. I decided to go ahead and do it. When we got to the front of the line, it looked like one of the cars was kind of crooked compared to the rest. I remember thinking wow, that doesn’t look right and I hope we don’t get stuck in that one.

Sure enough the guy took our ticket and walked us over to the one car that didn’t look right. I told my son that something isn’t right with this car, look at it. He didn’t look, just sort of laughed and said it was going to be fine. So I’m really freaked out now, but what the heck let’s do this. The ride begins and we’re going super-fast. Soon we slow down and start climbing up this really steep hill and it seems to go on forever. But finally we make it to the top and then we go down the other side lightning fast. It’s fun but scary too. So when I look up ahead, there’s a spot on the tracks that has sort of a gap in it, and beyond that there’s nothing!! No tracks at all. We’re flying though, and there’s nothing I can do besides sit there. I remember thinking I HOPE this is a lucid dream! Then I woke up as soon as I said that.

Last night I visited one of my dream places. I have many places that I tend to visit frequently in my dreams. Last night the place I visited was the small home business of the male veterinarian and his wife. This is the second time I have visited this place so it has officially become a dream place because I know I will visit it again in the future.

The dream was I was at a home (I say at A home because I was in a place where in my dream I lived but the place doesn't exist) my family lived their also, the person I remember mainly is my mom. I can't remember in detail what was happening before the main event of the dream happened, but the main event started out by me seeing my cat with its front leg broken in half. I was saddened by this but I went on with my life. It wasn't until a few days later (which passes by very fast in my dreams) when I saw my cat living its normal life with its broken leg that my heart strings finally tore. Seeing my cat has to use the broken end of its leg to walk on just to be able to get around made me panic and I started to look through a number book for a number to a vet. I called and the receptionist answered and told me to hold. She never returned and I hung up and called again. The continued to put me on hold until eventually when the phone was answered there was nobody on the other end. I kept calling a few more times until I remembered that the reason why they wouldn't take my call was because the vet I was calling and I were at very bad odds. That's when I remembered the other vet. I remembered him and I knew he was from another dream so I looked for his number and couldn't find it. So I got set out to go to his house, and after what seemed like a very long time of traveling along cliff side paths and treacherous obstacles I finally reached his house. I went in and found that he had aged decades and he was telling little kids stories that I can't recall. After a while he noticed me and I told him about my cat. He just kept smiling at me until I freaked out and asked "Is it possible to fix my cat, or not??" He just chuckled and said he could do it. He left the room and I stared at his wife until he returned. When he did return he was back to his original age, which is about 35 or so. I then realized I would need to go back and get my cat so I watched him walk around his house until I got woken up.

I slept 9 hours that dreaming session from 9 am to 6pm. I know other things happened during that dream, and I have flashes of memory of the events, but nothing discernible. The thing about the dream was I knew that I had seen this place before in another dream and that I was dreaming, at the end I was about to make my cat magically appear beside me using lucid dreaming so I wouldn't have to go back through all that, but I got woken up before I was able to.

Tried to WILD while taking a nap. It didn't work, so I rolled over turning it into a MILD attempt. I didn't get lucid, but (perhaps most importantly at this stage of my LDing journey), I actually remembered my dream. The oddest part? The dream is very similar to last nights dream--possibly the same one, given how little of last night's dream I remember!


August 14, 6:00 pm

I'm outside, working in the yard with dad, mom, and someone else that I don't know and who never even interacted with me. In fact, where my mother and father very clear, he was fuzzy and I never really saw his face with any clarity.

I can remember something sparks a shouting match between me and my dad, just like in last nights dream. However, I either can't remember what we were arguing about, or I never really knew in the dream. I'm not entirely sure which is the case. I don't even really know what the full conversation was about, just a few things we said to eachother.

I remember dad saying something that REALLY ticked me off, got me furious. I flung the tool I was using (it was either a shovel or a rake, I never saw the end of it), watching it bounce into the air after tossing it, and slamming down again (oddly, just like a real shovel or rake would. Nice physics, subconscious!), and I screamed "See?! I'm sick of this effing bull***! I'm leaving!" Dad proceeds to ask me just what I'm going to do, where I'm going to go; I have no job, and no way to make money (I'm still going to college, so not much of a career there, is it?). I tell him that I don't care, I'll find something. I'm NOT staying here.
I grab my bicycle and start to pedal down the driveway. I take a left right, and that is when dad starts to throw rocks at me! They start out as just chunks of the gravel in our driveway, but gradually increase in size until they are getting quite dangerous. I'm not scared though, I'm too ticked off. I get to the hill--the same one that is really there when you take a right IRL, except the hill is a LOT taller. Dad is still throwing rocks at me--dangerously large ones I might add--, and I start to shield my head with my forearms as I pedal forward, trying to get up this long hill. I remember thinking that if I could just get over that hill, everything would feel better, dad would stop throwing the rocks, and I'd get away. Then, the alarm wakes me up


What is interesting, is unlike most other dreams I have written here, and others I can remember from the past, this dream actually took place at my real, current home. Everything even looked the same, down to the powerline in our driveway. I also wonder who that other person was, the one I could never really see clearly....HMMMM. Methinks my subconscious is trying to tell me something with this one.

~SilverWolf~

YES! I really do think this was my first lucid dreamn. Wow, even writing this.. feels weird.. I know I'm awake right now, writing this.. but.. reality.. seems.. a bit odd... off.. after that one. Everything seems a bit... I don't know. just off. I feel a little disoriented. I am trying to pin this down so I remember.. don't forget.. (Wow.. still testing to see if I'm awake, I wasn't all convienced.) But I know I am. No dream is THIS real. I can feel, touch, smeel, look atound, did the time test on the computer clock. Everything is ringing alright.. but.. still.. everything just seems... really weird to me. I can't explain this.. My vision looks.. slightly askew. My thought proces... seems slightly muddled... or at least different. MY reaction time.. or... my perception... bah! I just can't put my finger on it! Everything just seems.. off. XD But.. damn it, this WAS a lucid dream I had. Let's focus on that, and get back to this later


I took a nap. Listened to this fun, relaxing, mentally stimulating mp3. I'll attatch it later.. Listened to it twice, as the first time I finished it, just as it was over, Brent had just gotten home, and he had startled me some as I had just finished listened to it. Felt myself a bit more alert than I wanted to be, so I listened to it again. Finished it off.. then went to sleep. I went to bed, saying many times that I was going to dream, and i was going to be aware. But.. Not more so than I usually do. Usually.. when my mind wonders, I do have to katch myself, and go back to my usual task. This time was no different. Though.. I didn't wader too much come to think of it.. I ca think of just a few times where I had to reassert my possition that I was going tobe dreaming soon, and would be aware.. THen.. it started to hapen...

My next flashes of vision where.. of me in bed.. still lying there, still concious that I was sleeping.. I then.. started having.. odd sensations. Weird... sensations... Like.. lying in a different possiotn in bed.. only to realize I hadn't really moved at all, feeling a wave of excitement push me back to solid awareness.. that I had just caught myself starting to dream, but every time I did, the excitement would push me back into that same sleeping position. Ireally do think I'll have to make sure I sleep in a very comfortable possition.. as the piossition I was in kept reasserting itself many times.. kept pulling me back into reality every time I realized I was dreaming.. the hand pressed up against my face, the odd angle of my neck.. but.. I didn't want to move.. as I didn't want my body to snap fully back into reality. And that.. I think.. is what lead to me having the lucid dream...


To continue.. I kept on trying.. quite hard.. to get myself into my dream. Snippets of me lying in bed.. brearthing oddly.. would flash into my feild of vission, replacing

dad coming in, saying he didn't like this, saying I was on something, wasn't able to move, was thinking of telling him I was trying to dream, but coldn't. Couldn't move, could do anything. Tried... not too hard.. but tried.. remember.. hearing his distant voice... as if I might still be asleep.. or that he had tried talkting to me.. tried waking me up, and he was upset I wasn't responding. it was then.. I realized I must have been dreaming.. as.. i realized dad couldn't be home. He'd still be at work. My alarm hadn't gone off.. I was.. dreaming still. I think I mayhave slipped back into reality once or twice there.. but I was slowly gaining lucidity.

But it was weird.. every time I tried to get myself into my dream.. it was as if the world was seen through a grey filmy senses.. were partially tied to my sleeping body. LMy vission.. wasn't clear... My thought process definitely wasn't right. I was.. trying hard to reassert myself back into my dream, by... testing the reality of my dream.. oh.. now THAT produced weird affects... of which I think made it harder to stay lucid in my dream.. either eventually slipping out of lucidty altogether, or pushing myself back into my bed from where I was, trying to LD. But.. Several times.. I ested myself.. breathed deeply through my mouth... Found that sensation overwhelmingly weird as I knew my mouth was closed in my real bed. A wave of excitement pushed me back to my bed.. but.. I didn't move.. I tried again.. a little later.. perhaps after a few more failed attemmpts... I remember.. just getting frusterated with it, and.. somehow, bizzarly, forced my dream self to get up out of bed, knowing my real body was still in bed.just wanting to get myself up, and try to explore my lucidity. THat.. seemed to work. I made it quickly downstairs. My dog was there, and I remember rubbing her belly some. I remember.. feeling her fur under my fingers.. I believe that wsent another wave of excitement, pushing me partailly back to my bed. All these different clues and reminders kept me from attaining true lucidy, as I said.. I just couldn't... see right.. everything had a dark tone to it.. more.. grey.. like.. I was seeing everything through my imagination, and I couldn't put solidity to it.. but whenever a sensation was damned real, felt it, experienced i.. it sent waves of excitement through me. Oh.. waves I couldn't ignore. Certain things just seemed.. damn real! Like breathing. I remember that.. chilling me some, in an exciting way. Openeing my mouth wide, and taking a deep breath.. knowing I felt it enter my mouth, expand my lungs... even though I was still lying in bed... Yeah.. the whole.. dual body thing.. is really REALLY weird.. and hard to put together in my head.. But.. I knew I was sleeping, asleep.. and awake at the same time. SOO bizzar....

THe last snippits of the lucid dream I remember, or being lucid that I remember.. was going outside to my back porch.. I.. was still.. testing things.. There was... a... yes.. a hotweels racetrack, fairly large sitting there.. I think that thing is what took away my lucidity.. because I think I remember waking up to that from my dream, no longer lucid.. as the rest of that is quite fuzzy... But I remember doing.. more tests using that.. long black race set... mI remember.. t had shifted.. to it being... one of those magnetic, electric controlled tracks.. the one where you pull a trigger on a controller, and the car goes down the track, two can be on two tracks.. though this one.. was impressive.. and.. it kind of presented itself like.. and advertisement to just how cool it was.. I think near that point, I lost lucidity.. I lost focus on reality.. as the last thing I remember in my lucidty.. was.. soring first person through that race track, very very small snippets of that image.. but I do recall that...

But.. yeah.. wow.. FIRST LUCID DREAM!*Smiles* Such.. bizzar sensation... such.. odd feelings.. Even unsure of my reality when first waking up (Though I'm 100% sure now) But.. just.. such odd feelings. Testing my reality so many times.. not to see if I was dreaming, but more to assert myself more into my dream... to pull away from the sleeping body I knew I was in, to mopre compltely put myself into the real dream. Nearly every attempt reminded me too much of my reality though, and pushed me back into my sleeping body. I need to figure out better testing. I should have remembered to focus more on detail, than my phical body and sensation. THe reality of those sensations always got me too excited. ^^;;; Pushed me back into reality.. but.. just.. wow were those sensation freakishly weird... and real.. Just.. weird because.. the moment I experienced them.. I'd get such an odd rush.. somehow.. also feeling my body back in bed at the same time I was experiencing everything else...

And the trip with dad.. THat.. seemed too damned real to.. to the point of me worrying.. if I had taken some kind of drug, which dad had thought I had.. because I tried moving about.. I couldn't. I couldn't open my eye, I couldn't talk. I don't know.. where I was then.. in my sleeping body, or in my dream.. but I didn't have control at that point.. or very little.. I remember.. other senstions.. like moving my arms or fingers, even though I hadbn't in real life.. I remember changing possiotns, even though I hadn't... I remember.. hearing dad's quieted, distant sounding voice, trying to get me up, trying to wake me.. the sound of his disaproval.. But all of that so soon faded when I realized my alarm never went off, than that I was still firmly asleep in my bed.

Oh man.. Woooooohooooo!! ^o^ First lucid dream ever! Not just one where I breath once, and snap quickly into reality the very instant I go lucid... No.. this one was prolonged. Got to explore, got to expreience.. Oh.. Much more is needed to be doooone!

And.. I really have that mp3 to thank. I'll attatch it in a bit though. That thing.. work.. WEIRD wonders to me. THe first time listeneing to it.. and.. to get... such instant results. Yeah.. I was damn tired for my nap, so I'm not surprised I fell asleep so quickly.. but.. to have.. well, everything else.. that was all so new! Woohoo!!!

I think.. I have everything covered that happened... I hop I'm not missing anything. If so.. I'll add it later.. but.. Yaaay! FIRST LUCID DREAM!!

((Right, this was a very... odd dream for me. Not odd in a funny, random way... it was.. inspiring, I guess.)) I was swimming in a beatifully clear ocean on a sunny, wonderful day. I was in very close proximity of a small island with a think center of tropical plants and palm trees, and appeared to be completely vacant from human life. When I was swimming however, I spotted a woman standing on the coast of the island. She was wearing an impossibly pure white, flowing dress and had long, soft looking blonde hair. She was white, and had crystal blue eyes (Im a sucker for girls with beautiful eyes xD). I dont remember exactly, but either she called me over, or I swam over to her out of pure curiosity. When I got close, basically on the sand, she looked at me with a slight smile and pointed at something in the sand. I look at what she was pointing at, I was surprised to see it was an old looking television. My 'dream camera' shifted so I was seeiing the tv at a close, top veiw. The televison switched on, and had a message: "When the going gets tough, the tough get going." and right after I finished reading it, I woke up. ((I had this dream during some tough times, I guess my subconcioiss was helpin me out.))