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This was a pretty fun night. I am experimenting with WBTBs. Last night I planned to wake up after 4.5 hours of sleep, journal, set my alarm 90min later and go back to sleep. Until I have to get up for my paper round. I don't know if I really woke up or had a false awakening. It is an extreme pain in the butt make something of this and journal it. So be warned, some of this might be fiction :D And I had just seen 3 new episodes of Gintama and fell asleep visualising the battle scenes (to LD, but also because it was freaking awesome). Gintama is the #1 thing right now that lights up my soul and fuels my dreams, the visualsing probably helped me get lucid.

I am in some amusement park, in a waterslide. Were are sitting in round things that are in the water, there are 4 people per boat (I'll just call them boats) and the people in my boat, behind me and before my are all characters from Gintama. After a few minutes the girl in the boat behind us probably got bored because she kicked in the water to speed up. (kicking away from her, and the boats weren't big), it worked and their boat bumped into us. I also joined in kicking behind the boat to speed up. So we sped up, bumped into each other, had fun, laughed and the ride ended. *I don't remember much about the ride, the beginning, surroundings, or how I got to the next scene* I think I wasn't lucid yet. (here I am lucid) In an other part of the amusement building (I said park but it's actually a giant building :P), there were lots of pretty girls :drool:. I kissed some of them. Eventually there were 5 girls who wanted me to pick one. I do know that I couldn't really decide on which girl to 'pick' (I don't know what I was going to do after choosing one) but I don't remember what else happened or how I got to the next scene. I found myself outside of the building, flying. I flew back inside and there was an empty hall. I tried to practice some skills, like super fast running, teleporting, flying. Not much happened, I did learn that trying less hard makes you better at something. That's about it. Tons of details got lost even though I immediatly wrote everything down and took at least 30 minutes to do it. Damn it already got late, I hope it won't result in a fruitless night. Well, probably not, if I can visualise my way to sleep again :D

I was with my mom in my parent's bedroom. My mom showed me this beverage additive that she had found. It was this lime flavored thing that you could add to any drink and it would give it a very strong, sort of sour taste to the drink.
She then proceeded to tell me that it had a lot of alcohol in it, and that you could get drunk from having too much of it, but for some reason it was ok to give the drink to people under 21. (I'm 17.)
She then proceeded to let me try some. I had one sip and "got drunk" (Or atleast my brain's interpretation of what being drunk must be like, because, again, i'm 17, and haven't had alcohol before.)where I started feeling really woozy and I was talking gibberish without being able to control myself. My recall cuts out.

I was with either D or A. I can't remember either. We were staying at some resort hotel at a tropical destination, because I remember there being many palm trees and a large, sandy beach.
Now we were originally walking down the hotel stairs to find my parents in the lobby or something, but we soon discovered that the stairs led down into basement levels below ground.
We decided to see how far underground the hotel actually went. I think it was at-least two or three levels. The bottom level was an underground casino.

Something about sleeping over at a large log cabin with a bunch of friends. We were all sleeping on the floor or on couches. I had false awoken in the middle of the night.

Dream 1(fragment):

I recall some kind of outdoor area.

Dream 2:

I was at home playing some video game and making slow progress through it, then i went to sleep but was having trouble falling asleep because family was watching some movies in my room for whatever reason. Apparently alot of time passed and there was pile of used tires in the room, i went outside.
I was searching some information around the streets, and after a while i went back to home, as i got home everything turned into something looking like a level from Deathtrap Dungeon and had to do a bunch of long jumps.
Then i was back at home but it was weirdly designed and there was more jumping to do, but i couldn't jump anymore and had to find alternate way around. Soon the dream ended.

I'm chatting lucidly with a male DC that seems to be almost otherworldly. He appears human but there's something more to him that I perceive as futuristic and knowledgeable.
My surroundings are unimportant and appear to be contained within some misty cave, dark and foreboding, secretive, the kind of place where stuff like this happens.
The man is dressed in white clothing and is holding a box to his chest, about 12 inches on a side and perhaps 7 inches thick. It appears to be internally illuminated and glows a light green color, though it is not transparent.
The man explains to me that if I place my hand on the box then the patterns my hand makes will determine the kind of lucid dream I have. This isn't hand-reading technology but in fact responds to various patterns, and it's these patterns that control all kinds of dreaming.
I place my hand on the box and the scenery around me shifts to a brilliant blue view of the ocean from cliffs. I flex my hand and it changes again to scenes from past dreams, odd-looking skies and places that don't exist.
I want to step into one of these scenes but everything gets fuzzy and I wake up, needing to pee. :(

FA

I wake up in a hotel room...and I can just feel that I'm in Vegas. My family is here too, but they left. The first thing I'm thinking about is alcohol and women. I walked out of the room, and everyone is out in the hallway. There are a few women outside, and I noticed two were twins. I double took at both of them three times. And the third girl said "yeah I know". I felt like RCing, but I didn't want to look stupid. The only difference between the two was that one had a stud at the corner of her lower lip. They're talking some other random girl comes up and complains about not having a room, and some guy tells her that they're checking out early, but they'll leave the door unlocked for them.

Then Jordyn Wieber comes up, smiles, pretends to kick me. I told her "we meet again", and she walked off. (I had a vision of meeting her in Canada earlier...I assume it was a dream that I may have had earlier that night that I don't remember). M comes out and asks me about her...I told her that she just missed her.

Before bed: I was trying to re-program my dream body, for 5-10 mins I imagined sending energy and setting the intent for my dream body to become aware when it had the upper hand (i.e. when I was dreaming)

Result: I am not sure if it was because of this, it actually took me quite a long time to fall asleep, because every time I would drift off, my body would react, for ex. my leg would twitch (I think this is a hypnic jerk?), so I would awaken. Or just as the HI dreamlets began to form, I would realize it and wake up, then go to the restroom, then I would awaken too much. Perhaps my intending was working, but I probably should have used this suggestion technique in WBTB and not when falling asleep initially.

Dream1: Two of my best school friends were playing a kind of game, where each would listen to a song, then share some secret thoughts they had. In the dream I know there are maybe 11 or 12 songs, I remember a certain song, but it does not belong to this album. I cannot remember the last two songs, so my friend goes online to find out which those songs are.

Dream2: Politics again. I see the mayor having an affair with some popular all-night-long party woman, there is also a video of this. I contemplate a lot whether to tell my mom, who supports the mayor, about this whole story. I finally decide to invite her over and show her the video, which shows the two kissing. My mom does not believe any of it and still strongly supports the mayor. What is more, it turns out that she has managed to book a seat and take part in some kind of conference with her favourite politicians.

Dream3: I am looking at photo of one of my favourite teachers, then a former classmate appears next to me, she tells me something. On my other side another classmate2 (DS) appears. Now, I am looking at some jewellery made from semi-precious stones. As I am looking at the jewellery, classmate2 tells me that some kind of pink type of stone is the best.[not sure if such a stone exists IRL], it looks like a mix between rose quartz and jasper. She then tells me that she has some kind of dagger/wand made from that stone and some more info about it.



At that moment I remember that we already have had this conversation in a dream, and I tell her that I had a dream about that. She then replies me that she remembers the dream too. Wow! I go out on the street and begin to tell the story to myself, as if I just awoke and will be writing this in my dream journal. Instead, I begin writing this story on the pavement…

Obviously someone I do not want to meet will soon arrive there, and my friend recommends that I leave the place now. I try to stop a taxi, but it is not a taxi actually, some white old Mercedes with some people and lots of junk in it. I jump on it, trying to use it as a ride to the next station. I get off and fly past some Chinese fast food stall and pick up some chicken skewers, they fly away without paying.



I reach our first home, I am on the street. I look and see my mom there, I don’t want her to know that I am here, so I hide behind a tree. I am waiting but it starts to rain and my tablet is wet, but it is water resistant, and this is a dream so that’s why nothing happens to it. [Really!] I put it in my backpack.

Fragment4: It was during the night and we were in some pub like place. It was 2:30 am and all the shops closed, but the pub was still open. We are outside, I look back at this actually unpleasant place and say to my friends from school “Even though this is a terrible place and we do ourselves so much harm here, I actually love it!”….

slept 11:30 - 9:00, awakening and falling back asleep several times between 7 and 9

i am in a large, dark house with some caribbean women who appear to be in their 50s-60s. they are acting strangely. someone tells me that in their culture, it is considered polite not to acknowledge strangers. later i am cutting myself in the bathroom (similar to townhouse bathroom) and the blood is getting everywhere. later still, the women and i are in a room with a young red-haired child. he keeps changing in size, from the size of an average 4 year old to the size of a mouse. he crawls around on the floor. the women are thinking of adopting him.

then i am in a "hospital", which is similar to the house in colour scheme. there is a lot of wood. i am a nurse here and i am watching over a middle aged man. his hospital room is a huge cylindrical tank with transparent walls. he is sitting in the far end of the tank, attached to many machines. he is wearing a sports jersey. i leave the room and report to the doctor, a tall young woman, that he is doing ok. she decides to initiate a different treatment. the tank is filled with water and numerous small, pink, swimming creatures. i go into the tank to explain the treatment to the man, but the creatures keep swimming into my mouth and it feels very uncomfortable. i leave. the doctor tells me to prepare a powerpoint on cellular respiration and photosynthesis.

in a fragment i can't place, i am at some kind of religious ceremony. the "church" seems to be underground and has a domed ceiling with pillars that fan out at the capitals; everything is hewn of grey-beige stone. somewhat gothic architecture?

in a different dream, i am playing with dogs in a park. it is hilly, with yellow-brown grass: beside the chainlink fence is a stone chasm and then a road. a beige concrete overpass stands further away, over the road, and in the distance, a cityscape can be seen. the sky is bright blue and clear. occasionally i see a massive red balloon rising over the city. it is very beautiful.

my final dream begins as a video game but the perspective changes. it is night in a cartoonish landscape; the land is pine green, the sky dark blue and full of stars. there is a little boy here whose pupils are shaped like crosses. he sees an area where the land slopes down, inwardly-curving, to a beach; but the slope has been separated from the level land, creating a vertical cliff. he realizes that he must push the cliff and the slope back together to save the other children. there is a segment of this dream which engenders a strong bittersweet feeling inside me, and repeats several times: the boy floats up into the sky among the stars, holding on to a red balloon.

First thing I remember is being in my room, though it was the room at my house (dads or moms) but more like a room at a cottage/chalet that we had been at previously, I remember there being a lot of dark varnished wood everywhere. I believe that I was in my bed at this point, and was day dreaming about things.

I went downstairs and saw my mom & my dad which is bizarre as they are divorced, and then remember someone, who happened to be some sort of spy, maybe the CIA, was being a bit crazy and stalking me.

The last thing I remember is a robot monkey walking towards my computer, that was released by this spy (may or not be my older sister) falling over and clicking the spacebar to upload a blog post revealing all my inner secrets. and boom I was awake.

by a little over a week ago i'd been regularly remembering 3-4 dreams a night and had built up a habit of casually retelling them to Josiah, just cuz, who's been an eager audience. his conscious experience with dreams and dreaming is so spare that despite my hazy recall and clumsy spotty storytelling there's novelty enough to make him interested. for me the reward is in observing their "concrete" formations and recognizing the very personal associations upon which they're based-- trends in day to day thought i'd heretofore failed to acknowledge...embarrassing associations i thought i'd successfully failed to acknowledge...decade-gone associations my mind somehow excavates in an instant... dreams are characterized by a peculiar, niggling familiarity with every experience i direct attention toward, every moment. i revel in it. more on this some other time.

because of xtra recall and spare time i thought now could be a good time to give lucid dreaming an honest stab. it's been 4 years i'd been struggling (for the most part passively) with this hangup centered around what i thought was SP, where after some minutes of lying still i'd feel a wave of (hilariously) mild numbness pass over my entire body, which i've described previously here and here. until last weekend i had had this huge festering misconception abt what was happening and the correct course of action to induce an LD after the numbness, which was mostly based on an experience with an unreasonably successful WILD attempt 4-5 years ago that took 5 seconds to complete with virtually no effort: i had woken up in the middle of the night in a very comfortable bed in a pitch black room, saw it as an opportunity to try WILDing, lay there breathing for a bit, then a tremor, and all my faculties of perception crumpled inward, and i existed in an unmistakeable Blackness... from there i just rolled into a busier dreamworld. in other words, i just kinda "fell under". i consciously and subconsciously expected every subsequent WILD attempt to have/require these characteristics, which, along with excitability, was my ticket to failure. last weekend tho, after reading a bit and talking to a couple of super helpful people in irc, i've come to understand the following:

-above all, KEEP IT SIMPLE, STUPID.
-"WBTB, then just lay there motionless, relax, and wait; it'll happen" is a fine strategy.
-SP is not necessary to WILD, and many people experience only partial paralysis. don't make it a goal.
-operate without goals in mind. passivity is key.
-"everyone's different, all normal" in general. no single correct way to do anything, no imperatives.
-that initial "numbness" is not SP, obviously.
-nothing wrong with swallowing, or moving at all/"messing up" for that matter, as long as you go back to what you were doing.
-as far as recall goes, it's cool if you dont try to remember/talk about/write down every minute detail. practice recall in whatever way works for you.
-you'll improve through practice and experience. period.

tbc

Only one fragment, unfortunately.

Dream (fragment): I was at my school, apparently with no shirt. I went to my locker and grabbed it.

Hi. I had a very disturbing dream which made me want to understand and interpret it. As I have no knowledge of dream interpretation, I was hoping someone might shed a light on what they think this may mean.

I Saw (from a small distance) 4 or 5 black crows moving along in the waves of a very dark sea/ocean. They were (what looked like) riding the waves. Wings spread right out but keeping on top of the water whilst being pushed by it. They didn't look scared and looked straight ahead, but as I was looking at them I was terrified. Then I saw myself being lifted out of the same water, (although this time there was light everywhere) I was on a cross and rushed upwards from the depths up to a few metres over the water. I was terrified and I woke up feeling very scared, stressed, sweaty/hot and with my arms by my side almost like being on a cross.

If anybody has any suggestions on what this may mean I would really appreciate your input as this dream has left me very edgy. Thank you :-)

This is not so much a dream as a HH image. I woke up around 5, and tried to do WILD unsuccessfully. I remember one vivid image though: a person with a black bird of prey head, kind of like an Egyptian God.

In other news I was reliving an unsuccessful job interview in my head, thinking of questions I should have asked but did not. This was not really while asleep though, but right upon waning up.

Seeing the man fixing the fence in my garden today made me recall last night's dream.

I climb a stepladder and recall it being incredibly wobbly. There was also another stepladder, which I only view, and wonder how such an article can be so unstable. It is mid-dark blue and gunmetal grey in colour, somehow crude looking, with chipped paint.

Dream recall from non-lucid naps.

I recall a room with brown colored walls and floor.

I recall one of my more real fights ( i had speed but no other real ability over the enemies and I recall being actually cut and taking flying sharp objects to the body).

The first memory, had I typed it down the morning of would of been a lil more detailed ( i may have it in a journal), I recall this long hall, maybe like 17 feet wide, just long as shit. Just remember having a pack of those I was with behind me as I was going from side to side in the hallway trying to close the space between me and the enemy, a group of about equal size. I recall taking needles to the body and a couple shuriken later on as I would try and move from side to side.

Eventually it boiled down to 3, me and 2 against the others last 2. *** there was a final little bit, im sure one of those with me was felled at which I think I just went for killing blows on the last two, taking a slice to my calf and to my abdomen, but I think taking the last two of them, would hope so XD.

I've had a few glimpses of battles before they were about to start, it would be dark, foggy. I'd see torches, people on horsebacks, standing guard infront of their structures.

Really wonder if i've already participated with others in some of my dreams.