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[Thursday, October 4th, 2012]
(I had dreams before this, but this is the latest that I remember.)

I'm at school. It's a school in downtown city. Me, Alex, Alex's Mum and a few other people stayed after school had
ended to accomplish some goal. There's an emergency and we stayed despite it. We needed some kind of information
maybe? We park in one spot in a parking garage-like area and trace our steps to the front door. We get inside.
<memory fades>

We're headed back out- apparently someone (the second in comand of the school) stayed all night too and is nearby.
Somehow people might know we're here. We panic and try to get out without getting caught. On the way out,
everyone seems to have forgotten where we parked. I point in the right direction to the right.
Alex's Mom: "Oh yeah, I know."
She doesn't sound as hateful to me. But she still sounds slightly unhappy. I'm thankful for this nonetheless.
We trot through the parking lot road the leads to an alleyway. Me and Alex's Mom have a small but relatively friendly
conversation on the way there. We're just about to enter an alleyway when I notice... I'm missing shoes! The alleyway
is dirt mostly. Halfway through- We walk through some deep wet mud and I get my pants dirty.
"Ugh." Everyone sympathizes with me. "Don't worry, there's some water up ahead I can wash myself off with."
I'm going to have to wash my feet since we're getting in Alex's Mom's car. I roll up my pants and walk through
semi-deep water. I shake my feet a few times to get as much of the mud off as possible. We get to the car and my
memory skips. I just remember feeling my ears, and they were pierced again. (They aren't in waking life anymore.)

We're heading to the mall now. We stop at a store before this to let everyone use the bathroom.
It's a small ripoff ToysRUs store. I walk around and look at the clothes first. I have no money and I want to steal
something so bad, but I have no big pockets. I'd have to wear it out. I plan a robbery in the back of my mind. Then at
least I wouldn't look like shit for the mall.

Kids surround me while I look. They're extremely loud for me. A few approach me and ask me questions. I ignore
them for the most part and keep browsing. On the center circle rack, there's lots of "plaid overshirts" in really neat
colors. Some are soft... some are thick like giant thick coats. Almost like my red coat! I keep looking and find a few
tanktops. One tanktop I find isn't really my cup of tea... it looks almost like an ugly orange+green mud color. It doesn't
fit me either, so I take it back off. It was an "M", I noticed.

The kids repeatedly question me. I don't mind them too much and I answer them and talk to them. After awhile
though, I start to play with them. One plays hide-and-seek tag with me or something. I hide in the clothes rack that I've
been browsing and note that you'd have to bend down to even see my feet! Now hidden, I notice a kid running in
circles around the rack. I reach out and try to grab him or something, but he ends up knocking the entire rack over on
me. "SHIT, KID!" I suddenly become aware of all the security guards and managers in the area. They're walking
towards this area. Fuck.

I head away. I go to the Toddler section where Kid's are playing on a little slide and laughing. I feel extremely out of
place, and some parents are watching anyways... I head away and see kids everywhere, but gravitate towards the
arcade machines. There's one big game... and a few beyond it... well that's disappointing. I turn to my left and see a
whole line of machines. I think, "WHOA, that's better. But these machines probably don't have the same system as
Castles and Coasters... I wouldn't be able to win anything very high in tickets then anyways."

I head back to the area where I was going to shoplift. I'm now cautious of the one security guard that's standing by the
door. I also observe that there probably isn't any shoplifting detectors near the door. My attention returns to the
clothes. The circle rack is now missing. Go figure. I notice some racks on the wall with folded clothes. These look like
they're more expensive. They must be, because they all look amazing. A couple kids show up again and start talking to
me. I think they know now what I'm up to- but they want to help me. They run off somewhere, while I keep looking.
I see a new item that I didn't see before!

A Black and Red tanktop- it's a black tanktop with trippy red designs of fire on acid. The armpit doesn't even go down
that low. I love it! I make sure it's my size. I find a few "M"s and "XL"s... then finally a "L".
I find some boxers that match the tanktop.
I find some nice soft white socks... and some shorter black ones too! I stuff the white ones in my pocket.
I find quite a few REALLY nice plaid overshirts... I check the sizes first. These would be easier to steal... but maybe I
could wear some of these over the tanktop!
I find some a couple plaid overshirts of really neat colors that stand out. One has Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, and
maybe Blue. One has something similar, but with less colors, and blackish or whiteish sleeves. The sleeves have fancy,
silver, flower-like curves and garnish. I might rip those off. But they do look interesting. I see some really nice pants
too that look really comfortable. I take my muddy pants off and begin the process. They won't notice pants being
different, I hope. After my pants are already off and I'm in some gym-shorts or something, I glance over at the door
security guard. He looks distracted by many other things besides me. But I'm still in his line of sight. At that moment,
he walks away towards some kids crying. The two kids must have done the job!

I try to slip back into my muddy pants for a moment when I see other people walking towards me. The manager is
coming. Oh fuck! I get my pants half-on when he arrives and he's with a security guard. They joke around as if they
were kids and start shooting imaginary guns at me. I play along and pretend to get shot up like I used to when I was a
kid. I hit the ground and they continue. Then the manager walks up to me and shoots me in the mouth.

"Haha, I guess I have a tongue piercing now." I joke. We all laugh.
If anyone responds to this verbally, I don't remember it. I think to myself... if I were shot like that or stabbed like that
for real, I'd be bleeding out pretty bad.

<I wake up.>

[Wednesday, October 3rd, 2012]
(Recall is poor, but I DID dream quite a bit.)

I'm at a gigantic park and home complex- I get in an arguement with
Brent and my Mom just happens to agree with him. My Mum chimes in and follows me about telling me I'm wrong. I
keep saying, "PLEASE Mom, just LISTEN to me." Her face starts become troll-like as she begins to argue like a child.
I become extremely upset. [I don't remember much else.]

I am at marching band practice and we are practicing our drill but instead of doing it on a field we are marching to our spots on a stage. There is a page of drill We are stuck on because our bass line keeps running into the snare line. Our instructor than tells us that on the step off we move up one then move backwards to our spot. We try this and it works perfectly. We then march our whole show on stage.

The dream skips it is nighttime and the drumline is heading outside the school in front of a cafe section where people are. Some of the wind and brass section join us. Before we even perform for the people at the cafe the dream ends.

The woman appears to be my guardian angel.(Believe it or NOT).I have reviewed my dreams and noticed everytime I see Po- No, lets call her "The Giver", I was either committing a sin or something inappropriate. I did a little research and found that she could be an angel. But why did she make me think that the 'Math Class' dream wasn't a dream? Could it have been because I wanted that 112 grade in real life or was it another woman?OR was it the REAL "The Killer"?Let me do a little more research. Be Back in five minutes. Ok, I found some things out. According to Wikipedia,(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/112th_U...tates_Congress) 112 is the number of the current congress. BUT many killings and religious views are associated with the 112th Congress. 112 is also a band and a 911-like phone number. Interesting, right?

Well guys, I didn't have any success last night with remembering any dreams/fragments. I have a couple ideas that I tried to jog my memory without avail. It's alright though, there's always tonight! Practicing my semi-ADA and doing RC's randomly throughout the day, before long I will be having LD's!

I was hanging out with friends eating a corn dog but I was outside, then inside, then outside again. The last time I was outside I realized it was impossible for the scene to be changing like that and became Lucid. The only problem is that the excitement woke me up and I was paralyzed from being in REM. Finally I gained control of my body and got up to write in my dream journal....then something odd happened. I woke up, again! I became lucid, dreamt I woke up, and then I woke up. Why did that happen? Why did I become lucid and then get put into a different dream instead of just waking up?

i think i know the formula well my formula for lucids. i listen to deadmau5s "alone with you" and i have a lucid draem. granted i believe i can have a lucid. and this one was really cool. i was in some other world and realized i was lucid so got a lil excited but started rubbing my hands together and grounding myself in the dream . then my body started flowing towards this light of sorts i couldn't see but i new i was naked with my arms stretched out towards the light. it was like a dark light that had these deep glowing colorsa nd i remember i said somthing to myself like "i am lucid" annd it was really just trippey and cdhill.

With Megan and Angel visiting Tasha. She is living out of town. We all decided to leave. Megan and Angel talk about eating out. My is getting Riley dressed. She puts him in pink and purple outfit. He looks like a girl. I try to talk to my wife about it but there is loud music and we had to yell.

IT HAPPENED!!!

After reading quite a bit of past experiences on DV and remembering some of the techniques used by fellow dreamers, I decided that I was tired of letting things be.

I tried the Repeating word technique* (I know there's another name but adding the word technique at the end of what you’re doing makes it sound cool

So any way, I'm getting ready for bed telling myself "I'm gonna wake up in my dream, I'm gonna wake up in my dream." I continue to say this while I'm lying down with my eyes closed and continue to say it until I stop I guess.

Next thing I remember is waking up and having to go to the bathroom and I do, except right in the middle of me going number one, like right in the middle of it, I wake up! Two things hit me 1) WTF!!! 2) I gotta take a leak.

While I'm taking a leak I'm thinking to myself. "I'm pretty sure I was dreaming the first time I did this." I have confirmed that this technique works. Before I even heard the term lucid dream I was using this technique to wake up at certain times in the morning. Having to be at work around 7am meant I had to wake up at 6am. So right before I went to sleep I would repeat the phrase, "I'm going to wake up at 6am." Sure enough without a hitch I wake up SECONDS before my alarm goes off.

Repeating what you want to dream about right before your sleep is a damn good beginner technique. LucidLegend Approved! ;D

This is not a real dream. This is my visualization for the VILD technique. I thought to write it like a real dream in order to make it more solid in my mind. We shall see how it goes.

I see a door. I open it and walk through. I am in my living room. I hear many people yell "Surpirse!" I see all my family gathered here. There is a giant banner that reads "YOU ARE DREAMING!" I see my wife she says this is your surprise lucid party. I look around at random faces. Each one says, "You Are Dreaming. Do a reality check." I look at the sign again the letters blur and go wavey. There are few missing letters and strange characters. I plug my nose and breath. I say, "Wow, I am dreaming! Thanks everyone!" Now I am fully. lucid.

Repeat

I am going up on an elevator with another person I don't know. When we get out I sneak to another elevator, but this elevator is noise sensitive which means if I make a loud noise an alarm will go off. My 'friend' leaves me and some other guy runs up to me. The dream then shifts into a third person perspective but I have no idea what happened. Next thing I know I am on dreamviews. I am on Sageous's profile. I click on a link and it takes me to a youtube page. The thumbnail of the video is of a Caucasian man that is in his 40's or late 30's . All the videos have the same thumbnail. I click on a video. The person in the video is a different man, not the one in the thumbnail. He explains how if you go to jail your name gets written on a bomb that is specifically programmed to kill those that are on the list if it explodes. There was another video called "Dark Ions, unleash your darkside" but I never clicked on it.

I can't really put all the pieces together. I tried to WILD last night. A whole slew of lucid dreaming things happened including a lucid that I barely remember, a false awakening, and two additional non lucid dreams. Let me start with the least interesting and work my way up.

Suicide

The first dream entailed me and my mother. We decided that we were going to "Go die" so we had dug two holes in the ground and acquired some coffins.
Then my mother said that she was going to carve a death note into an Ipad. She asked me if she could use my Ipad instead of hers. Then she got an exacto knife and started carving a message into the screen about why we had decided to die/commit suicide.
We went outside, and got into our coffins. I'm not entirely sure why, but I decided to get back out and have second thoughts about committing suicide.
I was just standing in the drive in front of our house, and started talking to myself about the decision to commit suicide. The my mother got out of her coffin and decided that she didn't want to do it either. Then I told her that I needed to get a new Ipad since she scratched a death note into the screen.

Deathmatch

Another video game dream. Halo reach this time. It has been strange to me that video game dreams have stepped up their game and gotten alot more interesting and vivid recently. (Also strange because I haven't played Halo reach in almost a year now.)
I was literally a spartan. Not like controlling it or anything, like you normally would in a game, but my body was actually a spartan. But the game was still playing out normally. We were on this strange map that was sort of like a junkyard, with a dingy orange lighting to it.
The game started and I started looking for a way to help a the team. I saw a scorpion tank that nobody seemed to be using. I got in and looked back the direction that I had spawned. A wraith pulled between me and the direction that I had spawned.
I fired and killed it. Then a bunch of enemy players started swarming around my tank with energy swords. They were jumping around, trying to avoid getting shot. I realized that they were going to board my tank, so I bailed out.
When I got out, I took out my own energy sword and got into the fight. (The use of swords (though energy swords) still coincides with swords being a dream sign for me.) Unlike real halo, it took two hits to kill someone with the sword, one to break their shields, and one to finish the job. I can also remember the electric effect of the sheild being very vivid and realistic.
When fighting the first enemy, I broke his shields and killed him with two swift slashes. The second guy hit me from behind, breaking my shields. Our blades crossed and we pushed against one another. Then I killed him.
The final enemy, who was like the leader got in. I hit him and broke his shield, but my sword ran out of charge after the first hit. I tried to melee him again, with the sword hilt. He stabbed me in the chest, and the dream painlessly faded away.

Here are some images for the non-halo players to get an idea of what this looks like.

Scorpion tank



Energy sword



Terraskating

I seriously wonder about classifying this as a minor event. I will.

I was running down this highway, though a city very fast. I was lucid, but my recall was worse than my lucidity, so I couldn't remember how I got lucid. Though I was lucid. I can remember thinking about how cool this was, my sixth lucid dream.
I started to feel like my back was cold and wet. I false-awoke into my room and the window was open and all of this rain and wind was coming and and there was a violent thunderstorm happening outside. Annoyed, I closed the window and went back to "sleep"

I'm not sure what to make of all these dreams. There was a lot of waking up involved last night, and I probably don't have them in the right order. I was on an extremely consistent sleep schedule the last few nights, going to bed just around 9:15. But last night, I didn't make it to bed until 10:00.

Non-Dream
Dream
Lucid

I was not sufficiently prepared for this lucid as it took me a long time to fall asleep so I grew impatient and didn't complete my MILD thouroughly. But hey, it's a lucid so I can't complain! When I woke up I noticed my dad and my step mom were at my house. "What are they doing here?" I thought. I quickly realized they were here because I was dreaming. It looked like they were here to put up decorations for a party, presumably a birthday party for me as my birthday is in 4 days IRL. (I moved around too much during the recall process after the dream so I forgot all of what my dad and step-mom said.) "Am I dreaming?" I asked my dad. As I focused on his answer, the setting changed from my house to their house. "So, when's your birthday?" I asked my step-mom (simultaniously mocking her and testing my subconcious as I don't know her birthday) while hopping up and down 4 feet into the air trying to stabilize. She somehow evaded the question. I noticed the front door was open so I made a break for it. "Ta-ta!" I said. As I went outside the setting changed from their neighborhood to the neighborhood where I grew up. I flew around low to the ground, looking for something to do. I tried diving into the ground to change the scene but I wasn't going fast enough. As I grew a bit frustrated, my dream ended.

I was walking down a beautiful sunny neighborhood
with an ex-best friend , Julia.
and she took me inside this beautiful house.
First I ran to the door on the left...
Into a bring guest room of sorts.
And for some reason I took off my clothes.
And I saw a car come home..
I was scared so I crouched down and hid.
But she came right in that room.
And she kinda giggled that I was there.
And stepped right over me..
I got up and thanked her
(for not being mad I was naked in her house o.o)
She looked like my old favourite english teacher
and a bit like Julias mom (whom I loved) as well..
She tossed me some clothes and asked me to come out.
I put em on and did so..
The house became much more vivid.
It had an artistic feel
and many many windows with warm lights flowing in.
The door lead into the dining area.. It was wooden and only had 1 chair.
Onwards was a big wide kitchen..
Left of the kitchen (from my point of view)
was a living room with varied colors of couches
(earthy tones)
forming a circle around a little table..
All very bright.. So many windows
There was a staircase leading up from the living room..
I went to the kitchen,
where Julia was looking at a large jar ontop of the refrigerator.
It was full of raspberries.
But.. they were arranged..
There were some just regular tossed into it.
But some were carefully put in the top corner.
And then there was a weblike formation of them in the opening of the jar..
I wanted to grab some without detroying the art.
But it was impossible.
I grabbed some, the formation toppled into the jar..
The lady called me over.
And offered me a mimosa.
I said... yes, please
She poured the champagne and the orange juice in simultaneously.
And invited us to the living room..
I asked her what her job was..
She seemed so happy
And had all she needed..
She said she worked in trade :p
I was surprised.
Julia said..
her house is bigger
with more space and more rooms and more technology
that her mom, a doctor, obviously made much more,
had much more.. and was just as happy..
I said I liked this house and life more >>

Lucid Dream and Task of the Month

Yesterday I realized that it had been a long long time since I had done a Task of the Month. For years I used to complete those faithfully each month. So I decided that the next time I became lucid I would do one. I read over the Tasks and decided that the one I would like to try first was the "Carve a Jack-0-Lantern and replace my head with it" Task.

So I woke up in the night last night and had trouble falling back to sleep. As frustrating as that was I told myself that at least the chance of me having a lucid dream was way up--if I ever could go back to sleep.

And I finally did.

I remember I was in a moving car, and to my horror I noticed that there was no driver. I was in the back seat and I tried to slip up to the front between the seats. I didn't have time to get into the driver's seat. I was coming up to an intersection and I had to get my foot on the brake NOW. I tried to reach, but I was still a little far away. My foot could touch, but it couldn't press down hard enough. My only chance now to avoid an accident was to turn the car to the right so I would miss hitting the car directly in front of me.

My heart was beating fast and I couldn't believe that this was happening to me. Wasn't this something that usually only happened in dreams? How could I have let this happen in real life?

Then it hit me. Maybe I was dreaming. It seemed unlikely since this all felt so real. But since this was a big dream sign of mine--and since I really hoped this was a dream, I decided that I would test things.

I'm not sure what I did, but I remember I was flying. Oh, thank goodness this was a dream. And now that I was lucid I remembered that I really wanted to do a TOTM.

I landed and knew the first thing I needed to do was to find a pumpkin. I had faith that I would find one within seconds of searching. And, sure enough, I came up to one.

Unfortunately this one was old and very soft. I knew that if I attempted to pick it up that it would turn to mush. So I set out again. I was inside now in what looked like a large kitchen. And there on the counter was a rather small pumpkin. It was already partly carved. I didn't care. I grabbed a knife and carved out another eye. The rest of the face was already carved.

Now I needed to remove my head. I had done this before years ago for the TOTM "Stand on your Head" where I had to remove my head and then stand on it. It hadn't been as hard as I had thought it would be, so I was hopeful that I would be able to do it again with just as much ease.

I grabbed my head and started to pull up. At first nothing was happening, and I remembered that last time I had had luck by looking at my shadow. So I turned until I could see my shadow. There. I pulled again. I then felt a very odd sensation as I watched my shadow pull my head from my neck. It reminded me of two different things at once. First it felt like my neck was made from Silly Putty, and as I pulled it stretched a bit before breaking off. The other sensation was like that of having a tooth pulled, but being completely numb. I could feel what I thought should have been painful, yet not really feeling much at all.

I then set my head down on the floor. I noticed that my vision was still coming from where my head had had been. I reached over and picked up the carved pumpkin and placed it on my neck. I looked around and didn't really feel any different from before. But I felt quite satisfied to have completed the TOTM so easily. I hadn't lost my touch.

I think I automatically woke up at this point. I had sort of trained myself to wake up after completeing the Tasks so I could re-live them in my mind again as to not forget them.

In retrospect I regret not finding a mirror, so I could see what I looked like with a pumpkin head.