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It starts out a pretty good dream. I am with my friend, Levi, and we are in a cabin of some sort at a campground somewhere. The cabin is actually really nice set with a flat screen and couches and what not. We are both sitting on the couch hitting his rasta bong I had mentioned in another dream. I walk outside and set the bong right in the entrance way on a small sidewalk. I walk into the second cabin right next to our other one. I turn around before I walk in and see my mom and john leaving our campsite and walking down the dirt road. I am worried they might see the bong but I don't seem to move it from its position. I am in the cabin with my brothers and Levi talking about something, not sure what.

Dream skip

I am going though a line that has two electric fences on both sides. It is a line for some type of campground police enforcement. It starts to become to narrow as I reach the little building where they give me the results of whatever I am here for. I get stuck and complain the fence is shocking the shit out of my legs. The officers tell me to go back a bit and jump over the side of the fence. I step down with my foot and it bends. I make my way over. They notify me I am now on probation.

Dream skip

I see myself in third person (as a memory) and I am walking with my friends when I slip and smack the back of my head on the ground. I wake up in a field to hear Levi's cellphone blaring right in my ear on full blast. I look over to my left and see him holding the phone now up to my face. I am still in a daze. It pisses me off being awaken from being knocked out so I act like it hurts the shit out of my head and scream in pain. Eventually the cellphone is still there but he is gone. I then see in a third person point of view Levi, Tyler, and a third guy unknown carrying grocery bags round and packed full of personal items and illegal things as well. I remember Levi staring at my third person view and saying something about if I wanted this I would get up (because I have actually wanted some bud lately). It switches back to me and of course I'm up. I see them come around the hill I was laying on and greet me. I tell Levi about his stupid ass phone blowing out my eardrum and me screaming in pain, because I thought now that it was just his phone and not him (even though I saw him). We eventually start walking towards the recreational grounds still carrying the bags. I tell them I'm on probation because there are campground officers patrolling the grounds. We walk on to the side of this hill with a bunch of people all grouped up down the hill, sort of in a line. We are towards the back and set the bags down on the ground. I see they have some of my clothes IRL packed in them, like my Sipknot shirt and others. I don't want the officers to confiscate my things, but I also would rather not be caught with illegal herbs while on probation. We are sneaking away and I look back to see some people we know standing in a group around our bags so the officers don't check them. We get out to the field again. I now see and recognize the third person in the dream and IRL. it is Frank the father in Everybody Loves Raymond dressed in a t-shirt and jeans like a younger person. Levi says that he is hungry, I say I'm fucking starving, so we all agree to head out to eat. We make it to a basketball court which has no hoops or anything, just a concrete slab pretty much. It is filled with bunches of people just standing around like on the hill. The officers make every one leave the court and go into these prison cells to the left of it. This is all outside, like just square cells and with no roof, just opened. I go into one with my brother Miles. I wake up after that.

I then close my eyes because I am still in a sleepy state and try to go back into the dream. The DEILD works. I wake up in the grass laying in the exact same sleeping position. I get up and am fully lucid. I am at a part of the dream I didn't mention before because I barely remember it. I am following a small group in a line. There is a hot chick that was in the line just like I had previously seen, but this time she catches my attention. She travels off the trail from the group to the right by herself, which she had done also previously. I swear my brain set me at this part in the dream to trick me into following her because I am trying not to induce sex in my lucid dreams lately because that is want I want to do 80% of the time when I am lucid. Sex excites me which wakes me up most of the time. I walk with her and walk out in front of her and ask her if she will follow me. I start walking towards the tree behind her and it immediately becomes super blurry. I completely forgot to stabilize and I wake up. I swear that girl was put there for me to fuck it up. I learned my lesson.

So I finally had my first lucid dream, but this didn't happen last night. This happened December 29th.

As soon as the dream came into view, it automatically came to me; I was in a dream. I looked at my surroundings: I was in a grey building and I had a pistol I was holding, but I viewed everything like a first person shooter. The first thing that came to my mind was that if I'm in a first person shooter, there might be other people in the building that might want to shoot me! So, the first thing I looked for was a doorway that led me out of the building. As I was looking for the way out, I came into a classroom that had a bunch of people from my school, but they all looked like they were mad at me for some reason. I just walked through them, when I saw the exit door. As I go towards it, some girl trips me...so I punched her in the face. Then were boyfriend got up, and I just shoved him. "This is stupid," I said to myself. Before I opened the door, I thought to myself there will be a town behind this door. Sure enough, there was a town that looked like a map out of Modern Warfare 2. First attempt at controlling something: successful.

I walk down the sidewalk and I see a few strange things, like a couple sitting at a table with a bunch of baby dragons jumping around them, giant air waver things on the ceilings of buildings (like the ones you see for advertisement), etc. Anyway, as I go down some ally I come to this opening with a fireplace in front of me. I look at the sky and think I wonder if I can make myself fly. I flew off the ground a little bit, about 12 ft, but then I fell back down. Well that won't work. I turn around to go back, but then I see my Uncle Anthony sleeping on the steps of the ally. I ask him why he is sleeping there, and he just told me that he was tired. Well, apparently his head was next to ANOTHER fireplace, and his head caught on fire. I find some oven mitt and try to pat out his head, but it made the oven mitt catch on fire. Then my Uncle Paul comes from the ally and says, "I'll take care of this." I guess the only reason that he was in my dream is because I was working for him that week. I look around and get an awesome idea. "Wait, I got it!" I said to him. I look at all the fire in the ally area, take a deep breath, and then "WARGLFLARBGARL!" I start shooting a bunch of water out of my mouth and extinguish the fire, only it wasn't a steady stream of water, it was more like a wavy stream. Once everything was extinguished, my Uncle Paul looks at me and says,"Now that's a way to put out a fire...in a disgusting way." I kinda laugh to myself, and then I woke up.

I was in a car with a girl. I was on the driver's side, but I was a passenger. The girl said, "I once dated one of you" referring to having dated a Jew. I slap/pushed her leg for saying that, but she didn't mean anything bad by it, and neither did I.

Having pushed her leg, I "touched" her, which opened up the field for us to get more personal. We were then in a restaurant and she sat closer to me.

Someone I know H came over and started acting like a mad man asking "WHAT IS GOING ON" and waving his hands around, then went off into the restaurant kitchen, as he was staff.

Alone, the girl and I kissed, though that wasn't vivid, and it was only one kiss, though a long one.

The dream faded from there.

I was in a creepy house, it seemed like I was in some kind of point and click game. I went through a couple rooms no problem, picking up random junk as I went along, including a giant loaf of bread. I met up with a guy with blue-ish black hair. We walked down a hallway when something happened (can't remember), so I reappeared in the first room. This time the guy was already there with me. I figured I did something wrong and decided this time not to take any items. It must have worked because the second room was quite different from last time (looked closer to the first room than a brand new room). But then The dream ended.

I remembered the next one pretty well when I woke up, but now it's pretty fuzzy. I'll update it later if I remember more. I was standing by this small castle thing, it looked like a sand castle but was pure white and stuck together like cement, almost. There was a little slide or ramp on the side, with a ball that rolled down, but it was tied to a string. I rolled it down and the ball went through this hole and made a click noise. I woke up, then went back to sleep and there was a sort of continuation, where I was back the same spot, only I rolled the ball down again and it didn't reach. I knew something was wrong, like that this ball and string meant something more or was a representation of the world or something, and that something bad would happen. Unfortunately I did not get to find out what because the dream ended here. I do remember something about an amusement park in this dream.

Next dream, pretty simple, I was looking at the english gumi site to see if the image was revealed yet. I listened to the demo song again.

Non Dream
Dream
Lucid

All of a sudden my vision turned from black to bright red. At this point, I realized I was dreaming. I looked towards the wall and saw shadows of flames materializing. When I got up and looked around though there were just cheap cardboard cutouts of flames scattered throughout the room. I jumped out of the window to escape. I was in another room with more cardboard flames. My vision turned from bright red to somewhat black and white. It was as if I was in a cheap 1920's silent film. I dodged the flames and jumped through another glass window into another room. I could finally see the outside through another window. Then, K (a big girl) came up from behind and bit my arm! I got away and when I looked back I saw that K had a shovel and was trying to hit me! Luckily, I was able to grab the shovel from her hands as she was taking a swing at me and got away again. My dream ended just before I could make it outside.

So, during a WBTB I took a vitamin B-supplement and had three vivid dreams following it, waking up each time. I was sore from sleeping on my stomach (makes my neck crick and my arms go in wild positions) so every time I woke up I couldn't concentrate on DEILD, let alone WILD. I'm a bit busy so I'm gonna jot down a couple sentences of my dreams.

1. Spent a lot of time at home, mostly doing nothing. For some reason I was constantly watching anime and porn, and checking the fridge for no reason.
2. I irked my dad in some way so he tried to kill me through sending my through a labyrinth, where he preceded to shoot baseballs at me from a helicopter, drowning out parts of the labyrinth, and directly chasing me with a random weapon.
3. I was in a post-apocalyptic sort of organization. It was me and three other dudes in a college dorm, rot out by bugs and stuff. I don't think I held the persona of myself, I swear I was a different person. The three other guys would lazily sit on the couch while I went out and did clean-up missions, only to see if they can round up the last survivors. Not surprisingly, whenever I came back most of the new inhabitants were girls.

took:
- no 5-HTP before going to sleep
- 1 dose galantamine + choline (continuing the 1 day on 1 day off cycle)
- 2400mg Piracetam when I got up
lucid dreaming: 3 lucid experiences
note:
- 5 dreams recorded, dreams were quite vivid

When I went back to sleep this morning I had a decent lucid.

Lucidity- 8
Vividness- 8
Control - 7

My friends and I are at a store. We go in and end up stealing something to drink.
Dream skip
I realize I'm dreaming, and also realize I'm at my grandmas house. My friend is there. By this point I know I can use certain powers and remember that I've been practicing on control over powers in dreams. My friend asks me to go outside to practice fighting. I say ok and we walk outside. On the way out he zaps me with one of those buzzer things people have in the middle of their hands when they shake someones hand. I keep walking out, but then turn around. For fun I use my control to summon a massive amount of lightening in the sky. The day was entirely clear skys with a few clouds, then the next second it got dark and lightening showed across the sky. This lasted for a few seconds before it faded.
My friend then says he no longer wants to fight outside, because I showed off too much power. I Disagree and use my w telekinetic power to throw him against the floor and roof inside the house. He reluctantly agrees and comes outside. We head down to a good area to fight, and he starts flying. I try to fly but am unable to do so.
Then the dream scene changes to my dads house.
I'm still trying to fly but can't figure out how to more than just glide slightly. In one try I land on some wooden pallets about 10ft by 10ft. I get an idea to lift the pallet with me up, but then even better I should just use my powers to lift myself up. I focus control onto myself. It takes a second, but then something clicks in my head, and i realize how to do it. I mess up some at first, by flipping accidentally and dropping myself. But I soon get the hang of it. The dream ends shortly after that

One of my better lucids recently. Haven't had too many lately and it seems like I'm getting back into lucid dreaming. Can't wait till I'm back to 4-5 a week.

I really hope this has broken my dryspell for good. I woke up a couple of times in the night and experienced the lucid in my eighth hour of sleep, which I guess shows that I should be able to have lucids on school days too.

11/1/2013

Fragment of 1st Dream: My house in Poland seems to be a big dreamsign. I'll make sure to utilise that in a mantra or something.
Sitting on my sofa in said house, I observe one of my cats, the older brown/black stripy one, playing with this random guy in my living room. He's tall and well-built, but his body is constantly changing texture and looks so at one moment he's a massive cat, at another a guy. My cat jumps up and slaps him in the face playfully, then runs away down the corridor, and the guy laughingly chases after it. The next bit I remember is looking at some kind of card with information about him - turns out he's mentally disabled somehow, has got some syndrome I cannot now recall.

Fragment of 2nd Dream: I am on some train station, presumably Dartford where I always take the train from to go home, but it looks nothing like that station, it looks more like Charing Cross or something similar. A train rolls in but is too fast and stops right at the end of the platform; I have to hurry to get in before the doors close, and make a little jump at the end because the last door has stopped already beyond the platform. The carriage has two floors, is dark and has a rather strange layout. There is only one noticeable passenger on the first floor, and I take a seat. The train begins to move and my recall ends.
3rd Fragment of 3rd Dream: I am looking down the ranks of an 18th century army. This probably stems from my playing Empire: Total War quite a lot. They are up on a little hill, and the weather is very grey, a darkish overcast. The sea of rifles twitch here and there, before the whole line leveling their guns and shooting a multitude of times. A lot of smoke clouds the area, and a lot of enemies, who are charging up the landmass, fall in agony. Dream recall ends here.

Lucid Dream:
Now onto the good stuff I am in my house, in Poland yet again, and there seem to be two severed man anatomy parts that belong to my friend that for some reason I have the responsibility to carry and deposit in the waste bin. I pick them up, walk into my living room and immediately realise that I'm dreaming, so I put the things I'm carrying on a windowsill and quickly look at my hands. They look normal, but that doesn't shake my beliefs in the questionable reality of the dreamworld. I rub them together for stabilisation and concentrate on the sensations I get from it, as well as becoming aware of my surroundings like I would IRL practising ADA. The dream instantly gains in clarity and I get quite excited, since this dream broke my dryspell that I thought to be virtually unbreakable for a short period of time. I walk out of my house, or rather run out, paying close attention to the vivid details around me, and feeling the grass beneath my feet, etcetera - it was a beautiful summer's day, a couple white clouds in the sky. I walk up to the fence of my house; now at this point I always jump over it using my super jumping ability for faster travel, but I noticed that the fence was higher than usual. I try to jump, but, just as I expected, failed. I don't have any volition to battle my subconscious, so I walk around to the gate.
My dad's there, and he takes out the key to the gate to open it for me. Before he does so, however, I pull the gate willing it to open, and it does. My dad's surprised, but he says that the heat must have expanded the metal somehow, possibly causing the mechanism to break which enabled me to open the gate. I don't even look at him, just walk out onto the street. I remember this street from so many of my lucid dreams before, as the vast majority seem to take place here. I look to the left, where the road continues for about a hundred metres and then goes into a wheat field. More close is a turning, which leads past some houses into a forested area. That direction is unpopulated however, which I feel wouldn't make for an interesting dream, so I turn around and look down the other end of the street - to my surprise, the street ends very promptly, as it goes up to a house about ten metres away. The house is made out of dark wood, and it has a lot of trees in its garden, providing nice shade along the area. Immediately to the left of me and opposite my house there is another field, littered with daisies and bees and wasps buzzing around. A path goes through this field into the garden of the house, so I start walking through it but decide to turn back because of the wasps, which I have a bit of a phobia of, especially in dreams. Back at the road, however, I notice there is another path I can take which is much closer to the house and only infringes a little bit on the field, so I use it.
I walk around the wooden fence of the house and end up in its garden, where a DC of a woman is cutting some planks on a table. A girl who came in from the field goes to help her by the woman's request, and impales her finger on some of the nails sticking out of the wood, but there's no blood to be seen. I walk past them, saying to my dream, "An ambulance is needed here!" there is a glass door that allows me to go through to the second half of the garden, and push it open just as an ambulance pulls up in front of the house. I laugh to myself at my own power over my dream. I then turn left and notice a door to the inside of the house. Deciding to try dream control which I had never succeeded in before, I wanted my room from my house to be behind the door and swung it open. Sure enough, my room was there, but I didn't have a firm idea of what it looked like in my head before opening the door, so it was just a generic bedroom with a small table and a lamp in the middle.
I tried again, closing the door and this time visualising specifically my room. Again I pulled the door open to reveal exactly what I had hoped: an exact replica of my room, a wormhole into my house so to speak. I rested against the doorframe for a couple of seconds, looking simultaneously into my room and outside of the house I was next to. It was amazing, manipulating reality like that. Then, I came out of my bedroom and closed the door once more, and when I opened it this time, willing a banana to materialise inside, I saw, sure enough, the small table in the middle bearing a bowl with one banana in it. A male DC also materialised, facing away from me, eating another banana. I laughed at my subconscious' caprice to include him, since I didn't ask for him. But I thought I'd give him a nice surprise before I went my way, and closed the door, willed a brothel into existence and opened it again. The room was roughly the same size, but now there was a long central table either side of which two rows of asian-looking prostitutes, sure enough, sat, giggling and talking amongst themselves. The guy stood there dumbfounded, but with a smile taking over his face. I personally decided to get involved a little bit.
A lot of things ensued which I am reluctant to post on a public forum.
My family came in partway through but I was still lucid, so didn't really mind. Then the world turned to mist and I could feel there was no way to stop myself from waking up. Then, well, I woke up.

Had a nice sense of freedom in this one, which left me feeling liberated enough to do Basic Task of the Month. This one was light and fun the entire way through, and even my flight malfunctions didn't get me too upset.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #55: Number Games and Ninja

Wife and I are seated on the floor with a dozen or so small children. The kids are probably 5 or 6 years old, but for some reason we're all taking a Japanese class together. We're working on a craft project while some unseen teacher barks simple instructions which Wife and all of the little kids easily follow. Not me, though. I'm fumbling around trying to glue something onto a paper plate and looking like quite the idiot.

The kids titter at my ineptitude. Wife shoots me a look of disbelief. The unseen teacher bellows more instructions and again I'm the only one who's not getting it. It's all really embarrassing and I think, "Well, I'd better hope this is all a dream. Because otherwise, this is humiliating." I use the nose pinch RC and become lucid.

Wife seems to have vanished, so I walk out of the room while the class continues to work. I seem to be in some kind of apartment, and I turn down a short hallway into a semi-dark, rather sparse bedroom. My friend "Leroy" is wandering around in here and I say, "Hey, [Leroy]! It's another lucid dream!" He ignores me, though, and seems to be looking for something.

A large window overlooks a nighttime city scene. It looks like we're about 10 stories up. I phase through the glass and step out onto a ledge, preparing to fly. I leap away from the building, ready to take to the sky... and give a little yelp as I plummet to the street below. I land pretty softly, narrowly missing a parked car. I relax my mind for a moment and then take to the air again.

I'm flying over a huge, grassy field that I think is supposed to be this city's equivalent of Central Park. The grass is short and extremely well-manicured. Golf course grass. Even though it's night, the park itself is strangely well-lit, and a few DCs are wandering through it. I see a couple of fancy archways and a miniature replica of the Arc de Triomphe.

Most interestingly of all, I see a ninja crouched behind a boulder, hiding in the shadows. Perhaps another forty feet away, there's an Imperial Stormtrooper and a man dressed like a World War I-era pilot searching carefully around the park, presumably looking for the ninja.

I remember the Task of the Month -- have a DC guess a number between 1 and 100. I swoop down to where the ninja is hiding and say, "Hey! I'm thinking of a number from 1 to 100. Guess what it is." The ninja seems horrified to see me. He presses his palms to the sides of his head, in disbelief that I would so bumblingly blow his cover. He points excitedly behind me at the Stormtrooper and the pilot. Guess they really are looking for him. "Oh, I see!" I tell him. "Sorry about that. Let me ask them instead."

I'm worried that the Stormtrooper will sound too garbled, so I address the World War I-era pilot. "Hey! I'm thinking of a number from 1 to 100. What is it?"

He thinks for a moment. "22?"

It occurs to me that I didn't actually think of a number from 1 to 100. I feel like a bit of a dummy. Okay, 38. 38 38 38. "Hey, man, sorry about that. I forgot to think of a number before I asked. Will you guess again?"

He pauses. Then a slightly sheepish guess of "Uh... 23?"

"No, but that's okay. Thanks!" The pilot and the Stormtrooper move toward the boulder, but I see that the ninja is long gone. The Stormtrooper growls something angry and garbled and I think how glad I am that I didn't try to play the guessing game with him.

I wander the park a bit more. The sun has apparently started to rise because it looks like early morning now. The number of DCs has picked up. I know that there's something I should be doing in New York, but I can't remember the task. (Task I was trying to think of: Transform into King Kong, climb the Empire State Building, and battle the military.) I think it's Task of the Year, but I incorrectly believe that there's something I should be doing in Central Park. I turn a corner past a food vendor, and rub my hands together. It doesn't feel as real as I'd expect. Things feel like they're slipping and I wake up.

Sleep – 11:00pm
Wake ups – 1:56am
Finial Wake up – 9:00am
WBTB - 5:00am-5:35am

First Dream

I was sat in my mum’s car while my mum was driving and my sister and her friend were talking in the back. Then we passed this creepy looking house and my mum, sister and her friend all made comments on how it’s meant to be haunted.
Next I remember looking at myself in a mirror. I was in a room I don’t recognise. It was filled with Victorian furniture and wallpaper. The lights went out and there was no light in the room but I could still see myself in the mirror. I didn’t even notice this in the dream. About 5 seconds later the mirror cracked and the face of a dead woman was right behind me. She had been brutally beaten up and blood covered her face. As soon as I looked at her face she let out the loudest high pitch blood wrenching scream and everything went black.
The dream faded back in and the mirror wasn’t cracked anymore. However now I was looking through the eyes of my dad. He was in the same room I was just in and next to him was my mum. The room went dark again and neither of them noticed. All they could see was themselves in the mirror.
The mirror cracked but nothing happened this time. About 10 seconds later the mirror cracked again and behind them about 10 feet was the same women as before. My mum and dad both turned around and both of them screamed. The dead women looked like she was wearing a nurse uniform but it was hard to tell because it was ripped in places and covered in blood. She then let out her scream again and then everything went black again. This woke me up at 1:56am.

Next Dream

I was around my friend Brady’s house. He had found an old puzzle game. You had to put all the pieces together and it would make a pyramid shape. Then you had to make another pyramid shape but this time it was hollow. Then these two fitted together. I was trying to do it when Brady’s mum walked in and started talking to him.
I finished the puzzle and it started to glow. For some reason this made Brady’s mum extremely angry and without think I threw the puzzle across the room at the wall.



Dream Fragments

- Brady and I were drinking coffee at a coffee shop. He pulled out a clock from his bag. It had a picture of a lion in the centre of it. As time went by the picture started to change and the lion got more and more angry. (This may have been part of the same dream as above but I’m not sure.)

- I walked into my bathroom and it was full of Christmas presents. They were only about 1cm3 big and there was at least a thousand of them all stack against the far wall. I picked a few up and they were all addressed to someone named “E” and they were all from my brother.

- I found about 15 darts. At the end of the dart, instead of there being stabilizer fins there was a round picture frame. In each one there was a different picture of people I know from school.

- My family and I were sitting at a table in a restaurant. Next to us was another family praying before they ate their food. A guy a few tables away was throwing stuff at them and shouting offensive things at them.

I dream't I was travelling to the airport with my sister and her children. I stopped by a supermarket to collect some cider.

I then proceeded to the car park where we had parked the car; it was next to a large swampy pool of water. On the edge of the swampy puddle was a pair of giant spiders, that had some features of a crab (like a crusty head and armoured legs). They were completely still, my sister said something I can't quite remember what and the spider on the right started to move and get up from its slumber it. Before now I had not properly realised what it was. Then it suddenly leaped toward me with fangs out. Just as it got half a meter away from me and it froze mid lunge, I could see it's fangs directed toward my leg.

I am not certain but I think that this shocked me so much that I stopped it from happening. I then woke up realising that I had frozen it because it was just a dream.

Feel free to comment your interpretations.

Bedtime: 23:37
First wakeup: 05:02 (fragment)
Final wakeup: 11:07 (dream)

Supplements: None


The fragment:

My gf's mums boyfriend was drunk, he had his foot in my face over the foodtable in my gf's and her mums flat/appartment.


The dream:
Me and my gf Malin was at my grandpa (dads dad) place. My friend Mattias was spamming me with text messages, and Malin and Mattias chatted over text messages etc.
We then were at the part of the city where I live, in the centrum there. We walked from the store and I see that Mattias have sent me over 45 messages without me noticing.
I had in mind to pay back, using my app where I can scheldue messages (Go Launcher Ex).
Anyway, I also saw my neighboor Jörgen, he looked suspicious at us.

Me and Malin went to my dads home where I actually live. We went into my room and unpacked our bags. I had 3% left on my phone, so I put it to charge.
Malin had 2 phones, but she had lost one of them, probably forgot at my grandpa's place.

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