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I'm at school walking to class in the front drive. There is a group behind me for some reason we all turn around and start running but I stop and think where are we going so I a RC it works i widen my stance put my hands together in front of my face look at the ground and say stabilize now I feel like something is connecting me to the ground and turn left and split away from the group the dream starts to fade saw been over and feel the gravel then I remember it's a dream and i can do whatever I want so I jumped and stick both arms out in front of me like Superman now I'm flying a fly for what seems like 5 min. then I start to drift to the left i tried to straighten my body out and turn to the right but I can't so i give in and let the dream take me where it wants to then I come to a small box like room at the edge of the canyon I land and go in there is no door just shower curtain I step in and sat on the stool in the corner I lean out the door and call out for someone I hear someone coming in set back down she moves the curtain and steps in it's not the DC I wanted so I call for another person the same thing happens it happens twice more so I get discouraged and lay my head down on one of their laps but then I call for someone else she comes but it's only their face and the body of what seems like a two headed moose the dream starts to fade and then I wake up before I have time to restabilize.

I'm at my school taking a class. But i don't recognize who is here with me. I leave the class and meet a friend of mine and his cousin. We are to go by the door of the civil department and when i get there I see many people who are here together. I start talking to my friend about the end of the world and tell him that even if the December 21 has passed does not mean that nothing happens. In saying this I look up and see a skylight. I can see the sky from there and see a giant meteorite in collusion course with earth. I Warn my friends than going to happen but they do not believe me. I start counting "three, two, one ..." but nothing happens.I thought that it still should not have crashed and there I hear a roar and feel the ground shaking.I felt the impact of the meteorite as anyone getting too see the shock wave.
We went out to the street to try to understand what is happening and see that everyone is panicking. is almost night and I can not keep right for the earth is shaking with a great intensity. I think it will be this way the world will end with earthquakes. I hear a great buzz, a very loud noise and look up to see a few more meteorites to approach to land. Shooting stars appear.
The father of my friend appearing on tells us that we have to run and so I will with them. Crossing the campus the only thing I can see is destruction. People panicked, fires, falling buildings but for some reason did not feel fear. I am perfectly calm. I climb stairs and then I remember that I'm barefoot and I left my sapatinhas in the entrance lobby when this all started. Digoao my friend that I have to go get it and call me crazy. I make him promise that awaits me and start to run. On my way to the entrance only see destruction but I think we really need sneakers because they do not want to face the end domundo barefoot. Upon arriving there I see that are still in the same place my nike white and chock them. Despite all the confusion they remain clean.
I leave the building and start to run towards my friend. In the distance I see les not abandoned me. Arriving at the foot of them ask me if I'm ready and I say yes and so we started running towards the car that is parked in the park users. Now everything is more calm as if nothing had happened. The sky is purple which is gorgeous. My friends start to cross the road and I'm on tour. Out of nowhere I decide I want to fly. High heels and even beginning to fly. Realizing this I hear a very loud noise and the sky starts to get clearer and yellow. Caio nochão and do a reality check. I try to breathe through your nose closed and I can see that. Then I look at my hand and see that I have seven fingers on the right and six on the left. The fingers are all swollen. I am the dream and the first thing I do is rub their hands in order to prolong the dream. By doing this I think I want to go see a friend of mine and I will ponder whether to fly. I'm afraid to fly so you can wake up and I remember that my friends go to her house and they go with the car.
Suddenly I'm going in a lobby of a hotel and got there as fast as it comes out. A matter of seconds. Out of nowhere I'm now at the center of my city at the foot of the park. I decide that I want now is to have sex with someone and I'm looking for a DC. I see three women in the distance and go to them. All three are beautiful but do not want the first. The second is that even has clothes and also do not want it. The third has dark hair, is dark and has some leggins dressed. I grab her from behind and begin to have sex with her. She looks confused at the beginning but then starts liking. Appearing on my friend and tells me I have to agree. I have little time but still want to go see a friend of mine and so I start corer. I try but I can not fly for more than two seconds. My friend asks me if I can ever fly. He keeps saying that I have to wake up now and more DC joined him.
Woke up.

Sorry for the english i translated it with google.

I had just fallen asleep with the idea that 2013 will be no different than 2012, it was a bad year for me. Me and the rest of my classmates were back at that same area where one of the doctors had to inject a needle through me. This time it was different though. I felt no happy emotions throughout all of it. These feelings scared me. It was depressing!

Me and the rest of the class started to work our way through a narrow hall down to the next station. There was no other classrooms in front of us, so that was kind of strange. I can only remember stopping once. I sort of smelled like a wet dog at the time, so I didn't want any of the classmates around to smell me. I tried my best to keep my distance from them.

Okay, that seemed to be it for that part. There is another scenario that came along with it so I'll just include that one with this one.

It was on a dark, lonely street. It was way past our bed time and being out here was very dangerous! Me and my family were walking down streets trying to find our home. We were all at a distance from each other at the time. While this was happening, I could only recall the horrible experience I've been through last year(beaten up while walking alone to see one of my friends). I have always hated to feel like it, especially loneliness. I began to shudder at the darkest parts of this street. I had no choice but to continue my search for home.

I did run in to a few obstacles on the way. I ran in to an old man throwing some kind of fireballs on to the street I was on. Me and my father watched this man feared this man would've throw one at us. This other older man had a routine on where he would through the "fireball". He only threw it on the street. Oddly enough, my father walked past around the circumference of the landing zone on the street rather than simply walking on the front yards of homes. I did the same, it only took me longer.

Once I got past that, a new fear entered my mind. I finally reached the end of the street. I was standing on the spotlight of a street light. I took the street to my right and continued walking, leaving my family behind. I was now alone which meant danger.

Luckily, I reached one of the wide roadways, so if I got attacked, people would see. I was walking in the same direction from when the dream started now. I slowed down my steps. I saw a little boy a few meters away from me. He had seemed to be lost. I walked past him and heard a scream come out of him. The boy yelled out once he saw me right past him. I don't remember much of what he said but he said something about being afraid of me. I told him not to be afraid, I would not hurt him. Then a few seconds later, I see this young middle aged man in a car's passenger seat staring at me. He just kept looking at me. It was as if he though I would kill the boy. :/

The dream would end here but there is another part I'd like to mention. A part that saddened my mind.

I appeared in a car this time. Some woman was driving me to places I've been to before. She had no problem driving me to places. It felt like I was lucid dreaming sometimes too but it didn't feel like I had much power controlling it.

She brought up Pacific High School. "You wanna go to Pacific?", maybe worded a bit differently but that's what she said. She drove me over to Pacific but I knew it was a bad idea to go back there again. That was what is bothering me. I'm not sure if I want to go back there again. I finished high school two years ago, but I still dream of this place! But going back there meant I could probably see my old friends again, possibly even Quynh, when she wasn't such a bitch. Still, this woman took me to this school I gained some awareness there or at least I thought(I kept asking the woman dreaming questions when we got there). But when we got there, I was spectating the whole thing from the top of the school. From there, the school looked a lot like a medieval palace.

So anyways, I woke up after this and saw the Christmas in front of me. It was a sad year for me but I don't plan to keep dreaming about Quynh as much, but if I do, it'll be the only place where I can believe she loves me too, well, after I kill her once in the dream.

I'm at our old flet, someone is comming or something like that, and i should get something from the grocery story around the corner. for some reason, i figure that i should get that item with the car from my mother although i do not have a driving licence. i get into the car and it's hard to drive, i'm not sure how to use the car right. i nearly have an accident, and then, at the grocery store i have to park in a parking spot for disabled people, because i cant get into the other one, then another car gets out of his parking space.... as i decide to driv back, i drive right into a one way street, and of course in the wrong direction, some car drivs towards me, but we do not hace an accident.... a police man gets me, i sit with him somewhere and we have to wait for something, he starts to get into my mouth with his fingers, and he tries to pull a tooth out, which is not a real tooth but one which was made, i say to him, that he should not do that, and that it's quit unpleasant, and he stops it.

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We (S and I) are walking somewher in croatia, i a city, probably zagreb, around, two guys are behind us and as we walk, i pick up some stones and i think to myself, hopefully the guys behind us dont think, that i'm afraid of them, or i want to attack them, after a while, they start to by a bit stupid, they start to through stones toward us, but it's not an havy attack, and i trie to calm them down, and i do it with my lingua skills, i say some sentences in hrvatski and it works, they are a bit stagger a bit and let lose of us...

This was the third of my LDs from early Christmas morning. This WILD was rather nightmarish, but in the end pretty amazing. Hands down, the most hostile DCs that I've encountered.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #50: The Gauntlet of Greed

The WILD drops me into a wood-paneled room. There's a door in front of me, and behind me is a frosted glass window through which sunlight illuminates the room. In the middle of the room is a huge, square pile of $100 bills. It has to be, at minimum, something like $30 million. Probably more.

Someone starts shouting and hammering on the door. I feel grasping and suspicious that it's someone who is after my money. They slip a note under the door that simply reads, "You're broke, bitch." I should find this funny, but instead I feel insulted, entitled and petty. Not in my LD, not when I'm sitting on this much cash. There's a chorus of angry voices outside of the door now and fists and feet are slamming into the door. It's about to rattle off the hinges.

I throw the door open and I'm stunned to see a broad hallway filled with literally hundreds of hostile dream characters. The enraged mob (all male) is armed to the teeth, aggressive and bristling with guns. Somebody punches me in the face just as a mobster aims a lupara-style sawed-off shotgun at me. The crowd howls, and I see AKs, handguns, machine pistols, and every other manner of gun pointing my way.

They open fire and I feel a spray of bullets trace across my body. Buckshot rakes the left side of my face. Everything is chaos as stray bullets rip into DCs, who fall to the floor and are trampled by the others as they run toward me. I know that nothing can hurt me but I'm still gripped with aggression, fear and nervous energy. A man in a trench coat is unlucky to get close and I punch him as hard as I can. He goes flying, crashes into the wall, and lies still.

The chaos is getting to be too much for me and I feel lucidity slipping. I hate that I'm fighting and the madness of the whole situation dawns on me. Am I even sure that this is my money? Do I really want to go to war with some unknown element of my subconscious over this worthless pile of dream cash? I decide to just walk forward, leave the money behind, and separate myself from the riot going on all around me.

DCs continue to run past, firing at me and occasionally striking me with fists and feet, but as more and more of them run into the room behind me, the hallway ahead clears out. I hear some kind of frantic melee going on in the money room but I ignore it. The few remaining DCs that run past now ignore me and as I continue forward through the hall, I soon find myself alone. I feel calm again, and the thought of the Pyramid refocuses me on my goals.

I pass a large window on my right that gives me a view into a busy newsroom. Reporters run excitedly from desk to desk but I don't investigate further. The exit is up ahead, and I find that it is the same set of automatic doors from the last dream. I again imagine that the Great Pyramid lies just beyond the door, but this time the dream fades just as I approach the doors.

This was the second of the three LDs I had early Christmas morning.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #49: Turtles All the Way Down

I'm sitting in a large classroom with a bunch of friends and coworkers. The teacher hasn't arrived, but it's all right -- we're seated at long desks that are covered with candy like turtles, caramels, M&M cookies, miniature pecan pies, Reese's... all kinds of goodies. Everyone is stuffing their face and having a great time.

I suddenly have a false awakening into a small dormitory room with a cot. I feel like I'm late for something so I spring right up and walk out the door, emerging in the same classroom that I just left. Everyone is still feasting.

I sit down next to my friend "Leroy" and tell him and several other friends and coworkers nearby that "You're not going to believe this, but I had a dream that this would happen. The classroom, the candy... everything!" Everyone seems happy to hear this and they plow into the turtles, caramels, and other goodies with even greater abandon. It suddenly occurs to me that this is also a dream, and I could keep "waking up" into this room of candy forever.

I turn to Leroy and tell him that this is a lucid dream, inviting him to follow along. He eagerly hops up and we stride out into the hallway. I hesitate for a moment when I realize that I forgot to try any of the food, but decide to focus on getting outside.

We get to a set of automatic doors and I imagine that outside these doors is the Great Pyramid. As I approach the doors, I catch sight of the Pyramid... it's just through the door, stretching so high that I can't see the top. But as the doors slide open, the Pyramid suddenly changes into just another generic city building. I feel a little surge of emotion but it dies out quickly. We keep going.

Leroy and I turn right and continue down the street past some food carts. I see people from my past and I explain to M who they are and why they're appearing in the dream. "That girl across the street? That's JG. I went to middle school and high school with her but haven't seen her since graduation. I still run into her brother sometimes." Now JG's brother appears. "Oop, there he is."

There's a stadium up ahead and to our left. I tell Leroy, "That's the stadium from when we were in school but it looks like I've placed it next to a side street like the one by my high school stadium." I turn to look at Leroy and see that he's trailing far behind, looking lost and unfocused. I realize that I'm not giving him much attention and it's probably time to cut him loose. It isn't long before he fades entirely from the scene.

I reach a parking lot from which I think that I see the Pyramid on the far horizon. I leap up into the air and start floating but can't seem to get any forward momentum for flight. As I will myself to fly forward, a counterwind blows against me, and I totally lose my cool. It's only seconds before the dream collapses.

This was the first of three LDs from early Christmas morning. This was my first time directly experiencing a creative work of my subconscious. I was grateful for the few minutes that I got, but I'd have enjoyed more. Some other night!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #48: The Arcade of the Subconscious

I am "in" a side-scrolling video game that's drawn in the style of a pencil sketch. My avatar is a small stick-figure man who runs, jumps, and shoots his way across a grassy landscape where boulders roll and hop all around, presenting a constant danger of smashing him flat.

I dart back and forth as boulders bounce over my head when I randomly realize that this is all a dream. The dream stays perfectly stable and I am able to continue playing further into the game. I (or my stick figure man) shoot at a boulder that's rolling toward me and find that within four shots it bursts into harmless fragments.

I continue running further along the track and all the while more and more boulders make their way onto the playfield. It's getting difficult to avoid them and I'm starting to feel pretty stressed by the difficulty. A new enemy presents itself, some sort of mole that tunnels underneath the floor where I'm walking and blasts a huge column of dirt up at me. It's a big distraction, and it's not long before a boulder strikes my player, knocking him horizontal (and presumably dead.)

The game ends immediately and cuts to a title screen. Why can't I remember the title? I watch the title screen, hopeful that it'll let me continue playing. After a few seconds of this, the game switches to a demo mode where I am no longer in control. I'm contemplating what to do about this when the dream ends.

I was rushing down the stairs to the high school cafeteria before the janitor locked the door. I knew what we were getting ready for , but I didn't say anything when my brother comes in with a list of people he'd already shot. I didn't know anyone on the list(3 people) but I wanted to quit right there. I got sick, then thought it was probably just a movie, but I didn't want to interact until I knew 100 percent. I got my things then ran to the field where a gay teacher was instructing the others (he was a part of the killers) I pretended to be a part of them and he called out everyone and hesitated on my name. "Vince!" "See you're good at this. You should be able to join." I found my way out but got lost. I dialed my pops and he told me I had to get back to the school. I saw my friend's mom (who I haven't met in RL) and she didn't believe I got lost. I just asked are you...Mom? Yes. She was quick to help, until she accused me of truancy. My brother was at the mall and he took his time leaving .

I seem to have lost my old DJ. Where did it go? And what is this? Oh well.

I'm laying in bed looking out the window at the night sky. Huh! This seems like a good dream to try those monthly tasks out in. I fly out the window and up into the sky. Out of habit maybe, I fly around for a while just looking down on the sleeping, dark world, the horizon far below me.

What was I supposed to do? I fly straight up at some speed while looking down toward the earth and sing Jingle Bells. I try to pay attention to the lyrics. Am I getting them right? I think so. There are lyrics there and they seem correct to my dreaming mind. I am self-aware that dreaming minds are deceptive. Who knows? I sing it well, very well on the non-chorus parts, making it artsy and professional.

What were the other things? Aurora borealis... I wonder briefly if I should do all the tasks now or space them out in different dreams. I don't feel like I'll forget this dream yet and decide to proceed. I look around in the sky and find a spot of twisting green light in what I suppose is the north. I direct my attention to a different, dark part of the sky and try to make my own, with no success. A couple more times I try before I realize the problem. Making light where there is none is one of the hardest things for me to do, personally. When I try, I always have meager success if any. I'm flying around and landing on buildings as I do this and I keep coming across my recently deceased grandmother. There's something ineffably glowing and mystical about her. I come down into a large window opening of a roof-less, tall building. For the first time, I really notice her as she stands beside me. Could she be the one making the aurora borealis? "Grandma, are you...?" She gives me a sly smile and a small nod yes. "Show me how do do it! Grandma, will you show me?" She gets a serious look on her face and leans in close so our faces are almost touching. She says in a low voice as if it's a secret, and very seriously, "These things are not for you to know. These are not for you. This year the world will become what it is going to be!" I think: Whoa, cryptic! Gotta remember that one! But I just fly off to play with her auora borealis.

In the sky I stretch my arms out wide, then narrow them as if to direct the glowing green to collapse in on itself. And it does. Aurora borealis gone. I stretch out my hands again and the sky explodes, not only with the green light from before but with orange and red and colorful planets. I collapse it again, and explode it again. I see what's going on here! Because there was already light there from my grandma's aurora borealis, that lets me create things of light in the same spot in my dreamscape. I play with it a while more, collapsing and filling the sky with light, rotating it.

Then I decide it's time to find those ghosts of Christmas. Whatever they have to tell me should be interesting. I go to the ground and start wandering around. I walk into a well-lit cafe that has big open spaces leading to the outside. What walls it does have are made of glass. There is a man sitting there. He looks older with strange, yellowish eyes. "Are you the ghost of Christmas past, present for future?" I ask him. He shakes his head, no. I turn away but then look back at him. I often feel lonely in my dreams maybe he'll come with me. "Maybe you.." I start to say. "Maybe I can come with you?" he says smiling, reading my thoughts. And so we leave together. We enter a maze of hallways. I see a woman with long flowing hair that seems to defy gravity. "Are you the ghost of Christmas past, present, or future?" I ask. No, but she wants to tag along as well. DCs from all around as we wander take notice of us and some follow wanting to see how this turns out. Five to seven of them follow as I continue. I emerge from the hallways onto a balcony. I climb up onto the railing and hold my arms out to either side. I start to sing as I float up into the air. 2 of the DCs have climbed up on either side of me and grab onto me as my feet leave the rail wanting to fly up too. But their weight pulls me down. I try simply to slow our fall so they don't get hurt, but also notice that there's a pool on the level below us. We land in the pool and I reflect on my spontaneous singing and flying. Seems like I'm about to enter a stage of dreaming where I'm less in control and this might be the time to wake up or risk losing my memory of it all. I recollect on the dream so far and find that I can remember it; that's good. But it seems long and it's probably a good time to wake up solidify things into conscious memory. Details of dreams dreamed too long begin to vanish.

I open my eyes.

Shenanigans and Skydiving (LUCID)

[I don't remember how this dream began, but at the beginning of our tale I am lucid, I'm standing in my room near the exterior wall (with a window), and I've decided to go outside.]

I consider crashing straight through the wall using a shoulder, but I think in this case something more elaborate would be safer. I back away from the wall, staring at it carefully. I'll try to use a fireball to blow it up, but in order for that to have even a chance of working, I need to have a pretty clear idea what I imagine it would look like. I concentrate on the wall, imagining it heating up. The colors start changing: the wall becomes red-tinted, or maybe purple. I thrust my hands at it, and the wall turns black and splits into triangles in an isometric pattern. As the triangles shrink and fade away, I charge through the wall. I realize the explosion wasn't very realistic, but at least I did get through.

I start jogging down the road. I'm wearing clothes again [I took them off at some previous part of the dream], probably because the weird explosion made me lose concentration and the feeling of lying under the covers made me unconsciously feel like I should be clothed. So as I'm jogging, I take them off again. Since it's fairly early in the day, I pass only a few joggers going the other way, which is probably a good thing given my state of undress. There's a lot of construction on the road--so much that only a narrow path for joggers remains, going down the middle. I go down the path. At the other end, the path even narrows a bit more, just to make absolutely clear that no cars are allowed to go this way. There are three guys my age standing up there, waiting for some cars to pass. Once the cars are gone, two of them start pranking the other. I hang around for a few minutes in order to see what's going on, but then I decide that this could get ugly and I'd better get out of here. I turn around and go back the way I came, but not before I give the guys a thumbs-up to take the edge off of my departure. It occurs to me that I'm using that thumbs-up trick a lot in this dream. [I think I did it once before to my mom before I left the house.]

Walking up the driveway to my house, I feel like I'm giving up on the dream, like all my adventures are over. I look over my shoulder at the clouds. They seem an awfully long way away, but I might as well take a risk and try something new! Putting my arms into Superman pose, I blast off. As the clouds approach, I wonder if they'll feel chilly or misty. And indeed they do, sort of. I fly through a few layers of clouds, looking around at the cumulus cloudscapes. Experimentally, I blow some air at the cloud I'm flying through, and indeed it seems to thin a bit in the place I'm aiming the air. Then I decide that's enough of that, and I start falling back towards the ground. At first I try a cannonball shape, then I try pretending to dive headfirst, but then I decide to adopt a spread-limbed pose as if I'm skydiving. Unfortunately, the ground is already approaching very quickly. Just a few seconds later, I reach behind me and mime pulling a parachute cord. It works, but I'm still going too fast. It looks like I will land in my front yard. Spying a tall tree, I shoot a grappling hook from my right wrist. It tangles in the branches. Then I shoot another from my left wrist, sort of jerking my arm sideways so that the hook swings around another tree trunk like a tetherball. Increasing the tension on both arms simultaneously, I'm able to slow myself almost to a stop, hanging a foot above the lawn. Then I drop the rest of the way, attempting to release the grappling hooks so I can walk. It doesn't work too smoothly until I pretend like my right pinky nail is a small knife, which I use to cut the wire. Then I walk towards the front door of the house and wake up.

12/20/2012
3:40am

I was a passenger in Seth's car heading to his house I think. First we are driving up the highway then we are headed away from his house down another road. The driving scenes had been skipping a little. Seth started to pass other cars and it seemed like it took a long time to pass them at moderate speeds.

Then while we drove normal some guy did some crazy driving and cut us off. It was at this time that I began to notice how crazy the roads were. My head was resting on the dash while I thought about the driving and where we were headed. I commented about everyone's driving and looked in the rear-view mirror. There swerving all through traffic was a cloaked figure with a flying desk about 2 to 3 feet off the ground. He was dressed all in black and had a large hat. Everything he wore waved about like a spirit...(almost dementor like but not so dark and decaying.) His desk and chair were also wavy and black. The desk itself was small and almost resembled a keyless keyboard with pointed wavering ends. He was following us.. I mentioned the guy in the desk as a case in point. ...

"Wait a sec" I thought "Crazy driving, skipping places, Flying Desk".... I did a reality check. My hand looked normal but I counted 6 fingers.... I remained calm but no sooner had I RCd than I woke up.

12/20/2012
3:40am

At work in the maintenance shop talking to other maintenance guys. One of them has dry skin on his face and they are discussing ways to prevent, treat and cure dry skin. The scene shifts and we are on the plant floor which looks a little more like a convention centre than usual. We are following a guy who works for a company that provided us with an air dryer system for our compressors.

We stop in front of the new unit and we all lean in to hear what he is saying. There is lots of ambient noise as usual. He starts going through operation of the machine and basic maintenance. He stresses that we should try to conserve battery life by keeping the volume down on the machine. ..."There has been allot of places that I've visited where the operators had the alarms all the way up and I'm just sick of it."....He continued by saying we should keep it as quiet as someone doing technical work at a nuclear plant (like they needed to concentrate heavily)

I asked how we would be able to hear the machine if we had it so quiet.. My brain must have been thinking about music because I asked if there was an 1/8th inch audio jack....."What??"..."Is there an 1/8th inch audio jack?... Then I thought I spotted one "Oh there it is....wait that is just an ethernet port," I went on to suggjest that they get some sort of wifi / bluetooth thing going on because it would be realy hard to hear the alarm otherwise.

A nice long WILD in which I had a missle flying on a kite string, and would let it pull me along really fast.
This WILD lasted for perhaps 20 to 30 minutes and my recall is a little fuzzy on some parts. Basically I had another quiet morning to WILD, and it did not go as smoothly, but after about 30 minutes I got it. In one of the first scenes I drempt up a rocket that was tethered by a long kite string. At the end of the string was a triangle handle like for water skiing. I could ignore it and stand still or decide to get pulled super fast behind it. I raced across open landscapes for awhile, then along a freeway.
I landed and walked around the landscape trying to make the DCs more vivid. I went into a grocery store and the DCs were animated and pretty life like, but when I tried to talk with a random shopper, his voice was muffled and unintelligible. I am sure I could infer or understand what a DC wanted to say, in a sense, but the audible component would not develop well. I tried to closely examine a female DC but shee shrunk in prespective and seemed only the size of a doll.

Oh well, I went back outside and flew around behind my rocket on a freeway again, then landed where I decided a university was. I went inside annd saw people from my past, about 5 or 6 randomly selected DCs from waking life (decades past). I almost got distracted into a nonlucid state by conversation (audio in check now). I was hoping for a female DC to come along on my adventures, but these were animated and exibited free will, so I decided I should try to convince one rather than force my will on thhe dream. DCs that have no animation can be to puppet like and offer little of intrest, so I left them with free will and wandered away down by where I decided a coast was to look at what DCs would randomly pop up. I used the rocket kiite again. I saw DCs but did not succesfully engage with them, tthey were again kind of puppet like, so I went back to the room with the interesting DCs.

Before I got there the scenery was loosing color and becoming somewhat washed out. I almost lost the dream here. I started to look at my hands and do some mudra (hand postures) but it was fading fast. I tried to visualize my hand and move just a finger. The visual quality had gone down to black and white cartoon like. I think I was loosing REM but tried to hold on. The weird problem I had was attempting to move my dream hand brought awareness of my waking hand which twitched and tried to move. I had to be very careful here. I stopped trying to move the fingers out of fear that this would now wake me. I just intensely stared at my dream hand until it came back into focus. I suceeded in stabilizing and this bought me about 5 more minutes.

The scenery was now vague and washed out, having a more line drawn feel to it. I went back to the room with the animated DCs. They were kind of blurry and interacting with them had devolved to assuming who a blurry person might be and exchanging thoughts, as the audio was also getting washed out. I went outside instead. I started flying bejind my rocket kite back down to the beach and then along a city street. The visuals had started to recover, but still lacked. I think I had used up all the REM for awhile. I enjoyed flying for a couple minute around the town before I woke. Dur~20-30 min.

Alice In Wonderland Syndrome [Non-Lucid]

There was a huge storm raging all night long, so the thunder (and my cat meowing) woke me up occasionally. At one point in the early morning I was pretty awake but I didn't really want to get up for Christmas yet, so I rolled over to the side of the bed and ended up smoking a little bit of weed. I closed my eyes and then started drift off again. In the past, smoking weed with a WBTB-ish has led to some very trippy experiences with non-lucid hypnagogia, but never actually into a dream or OBE as of yet. (Though I have had it happen at the beginning of the night.) This was the first time I really got this far, and it was pretty interesting.

At first there are many indistinguishable voices and other noises running through the background of my mind. These would persist throughout the entire experience. Suddenly, I was in what appeared to be a dorm room, and I believe I perceived it as mine. I wasn't totally sure what was happening, but I noticed a TV sitting on the floor. On it, there was some video game room that was sliding and turning in a very smooth and rendered fashion, it had a very unreal feeling to it which matched exactly the patterned effects I get when seeing a room heavily distort and shift perspective on a hallucinogen. I began to feel as though I was having an out-of-body experience, even though I was just watching this on TV (and strangely, this isn't the first time TV sensations have transferred to me in a wake-induced dream), and I could even feel myself going into third-person camera mode and leaving my body even though none of this was visually happening. I looked over and there was someone there, though I can't remember who now, next to a tray of used dishes and champagne glasses, and in the glasses there were bees flying around. This seemed mildly odd to me, and I remember talking to the person but I can't remember what was said. I still felt quite bizarre and I turned around to find that my perception of reality was becoming very distorted. I felt as if I was sinking into the room while it was simultaneously sinking into me, if that makes any sense. I also had Alice in Wonderland syndrome, where size proportions are not correct. I felt extremely big and like I was trapped in this now very tiny room, and the voices still playing through my mind were starting to make me paranoid. I vaguely remember thinking that my parents were going to be coming into the room and that I wouldn't be able to face them like this, or something along those lines. Not long after, the whole thing fell apart. I continued hearing voices momentarily as I was waking up, and then when I returned to full consciousness they finally faded away.

Bizarre stuff. I'm starting to wonder if the weed is pushing the dream into really trippy territory in the same way it would enhance the effects of a hallucinogenic drug. And if that's the case, I definitely have some more experimenting to do....

Bedtime 12:30A
5MG Melatonin

WBTB 5AM
Strong Coffee, 2MG Melatonin, 200MG B6
I was up only for a few minutes and then did SSILD.

#110 New exit tests

I have some dream about being at the mall. My wife was working there. Something about the maintenance doors and something needed for security. I sit down at a table and have a cup of coffee. I take a drink and am reminded of something. The memory that I wanted to LD wakes me a little. I am in the void and I say to myself, "That coffee kicked in fast." Then I remember that I have been dreaming already so It's been a while.

I relax and DEILD.

I go straight into SP. I get up like usual. I am standing and I try to see by opening my eyes. I feel like my real eyes open so I close them. I wake a little.

I relax and DEILD.

Sp again. I just relax and focus. I feel like I am spinning. When it stops I try to imagine a rope above me running horizontal. I reach both hands up and make a motion like I am pulling my self toward the headboard. It doesn't work. In fact, I wonder if I am really awake and just making hand motions in the air. I stop and try it different. Imagine floating in the same direction to phase out through the wall. It feels like my body is dragging on the sheets and bunching them up I come to a stop. Our headboard is made of metal bars and my head gets through but my right shoulder hits a bars and I stop. The sensation is realistic. Sold and solid. In real life my head would not even fit between the bars so this was encouraging. I wake a little.

I relax and DEILD.

After the vibrations settle. I relax and reach up with my hands and try to pull myself through this way. The bars feel realistic in my hands. Again my head gets it but my only my right shoulder catches a bar. I pull harder (Not nearly hard enough) but the feeling on my shoulder increases slightly. Giving up too easily I stop. I wake a little.

I relax and DEILD.

I get vibrations again. This time I think to do just do more visual. I relax and let my imagination go some but still focus on the dream. My hands and arms feel floaty like there is no gravity. I can see now. I am still laying in bed but I can see the wall at the head of the bed. There is no window but I see a shelf with some trophy on it. I can see it has fallen over and is on its side. I can see the golden head of what looks like Oscar. On a whim I reach for it. I try TK. I think I see it floating to me but when I try to grasp it there is nothing. I wake up a little.


This time I am fooled by an FA. I think I have to pee. I think I will sip some more coffee and try again. I am peeing but it feels odd. I realize I am dreaming but I am so worried that I am actually peeing the bed that I jolt awake

All is dry. I think if I had a little more determination I could have phased through. Getting out of my house is a bitch and for some reason the OBE style dreams are the most common for me.

Lucid time: maybe 5 min
Sleep time after WBTB: approx 70 min