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I was with about 4 people, and we were playing a Batman game, first person. we needed to kill some guy, who was ridiculously overpower. The "map" was HUGE, and there were inside and outside areas. There were different power-ups and weapons scattered around the map, that you needed to kill the guy. I found out i could float in the air, and that helped me with kicking the guys ass.
We got him in the end

Was up 18 hours, slept tight, no recall.

Dream Chapter 1:The Dark Space

Dark, Void, empty. As i describe a Dream in Space.I ask my Self, what should i do. I dont know if im flying, standing, walking. I notice a white dot. It was almost noticable, as i stare, it becomes brighter and brighter. I almost Cry that my body becomes wet. them i see 5 dimmer lights as i pass the brightest light. Then as the light dimmer, i ask my self, does i really see it or feel it.

Dream Chapter 2: The Green Man

Is he DEAD?, The Green Man ask,I said I don't know just leave me alone. I feel pain as he throw me. I fell into a bed, then suddenly i woke up.I remember the Green Man, and searching him around the room. "Where is that green man who thrown me"

Dream Chapter 3:Searching Unsearchable Clues

I went outside as my quest begin. but "hey where's my shoes?" i get back to the room and find it,"here you are" but the other one not there," Is it left or right" "Dad did you find my Left or right shoes?" My dad replied "You don't need one. "Stupid Dad, he thinks im stupid".

Chapter 4Daddy Knows Worse

Hey Dad, did you see that Green Man? Dad replied "If you find him, its getting worser" what do you mean?. Dad replied, It doesn't mean on me, its about you."What are you talking about you sound like your not my Dad" Dad replied "Did i said im your Dad?" Them i feel cold. Then the scene changed. Im in a middle of a street.

Dream Chapter 5:Im dead?

Im not a traffic enforcer, im just a student. Why am i in a middle of the Intersection. I see a car with a plate no. 1M-D3AD. soo creepy. I feel my heart has stopped!But i remember something "Dead is not like Dreaming" but Brain survives 6-12 minutes after all vital organs has shut downed.
This doesn't make sense if im dead, why i still have thoughts, feelings.

Dream Chapter 6:Your Dreaming!

As the Traffic getting worser, a driver shouted! get out of there!
The Green Man need's to me you at the library,I ask "Where is it" the man replied "I dont know,but you know it!" But the library is just a couple of blocks away from the intersection, i don't know but i just got there. I see a computer besides the Librarians desk, i search it, i dont know the browser but, i notice a nature wallpaper "probably "Bing" as i realize it now. I searched "Green Man". Results are not clear, the text, numbers not clear.The Librarian Turned off the computer, Then the Monitor turns Black and i see my self in it "Hey who are you you old man" "Why are you staring at me" He said "YOUR DREAMING"

Dream Chapter 7:The Green Man Turns Blue

"You mean Lucid Dream?" Old man replied "Stay calm if you want know something". "Look at your hand's if its Clean" But i know what he means, it was dirty and Irregular. Thanks Old man, by the way, who are you? Old man: " I am you, you are me" them the people in the library stare at me. Its getting more clearer and clearer that is was almost realistic. Then the old man turned into a real me. a young man.Stop starring at me! I need to find that Green Man. "The Clone of Me said" "You dont need to find him" His here in front of you." It is you who is being chased, you cant find him because you dont know who you chasing at, it is you. I asked "Why me?" he said "Because your Real life dream is all in you "Destiny is not a matter of Chance, it's a Matter of choice. Then i sat in a Corner remembering my pass when i was a new born child in the first Chapter of the Dream, i Understand the real meaning of "FREE WILL" because free will and choice that make us live everyday.
It is a will to Live why we are still lived today.

As a wake up it's almost 7 AM. i think my dream has just last 30Mins in real world, but as I asleep, I was almost a Lifetime of Question in real world. But it takes only 30mins of dream to answer it.

dream : comments : lucid

28th of May, 2012


Took a Galantamind pill at 8:45am and was convinced that I was gonna fail coz I was awake for so long.

There was basically no non-lucid portion here; for all intents and purposes it was a WILD without the WILD. I'm also starting to get better at controlling that 'ever forward' sensation of lucid's where you kind of have half control and the other half is just pulling you around. Or is that just me?

Anyway.

I got out of bed in a house that was completely different to my own. "Aw yeah!"

It was kind of unstable and I was really keen not to wake up so I was just strolling around and chilling. There were people sleeping in beds in all the rooms but I didn't explore too thoroughly.
Mum came out but I basically ignored her and kept walking around. At some point in my exploration, a miniature gorilla thing came out of the doorway and I immediately thought "Hm, why not?" in reference to the basic TotM (better late than never!) so I just jumped at the little guy and appeared in his body. I looked at my arms and legs and it was instead like I was wearing a gorilla costume and still had my shoes on. I decided that wasn't good enough so I did a backflip out of his body and jumped out the window to start my journey. I was higher than I thought and a bit surprised, but I'm getting much better at flying so I kinda fell with speed into the ground across the road.

SMASH!

I slammed down into a toy tricycle and then ate some grass. (Mzzck mentioned something about this stabilising technique once, and it's completely infested my dreams so I can't help but do it!)

I looked around at my surroundings and was, as always, humbled by how amazing the dream world is. It was a beautiful day with birds singing and lovely warm sun. Where I was standing was out the front of a garden nursery and I walked in and looked at some flowers before mum came out of the house and said something to me. I took that as my leave and jumped into the sky.
It was really 'pully' and I didn't have any physical control; kinda like I was on the end of a fishing line or something. But I just went with it and flew backwards and forwards before going extremely high. Probably around a kilometre.
There was an ordinary town below me and I couldn't help but think that down there, a million DC's were just living out their odd little lives without me knowing.
Anyway, I asked to be put down and began descending on the suburb. I landed in an ordinary back yard under someone's clothesline.

A group of young people were playing with their dog and they didn't seem to notice me. After they went inside, I followed them in via their laundry door. It was really empowering to do this. Like breaking and entering without any consequences! I walked through their house following them but when I turned a corner into their living room, some dude came around at the same time and looked at me. I jumped straight into his body and this time felt it be more successful. It was like I was his shadow and slowly closed in on him.
I walked after the other group and met them in the bathroom.
It was two girls, who, on closer inspection, were two of the same guy in drag.

I put my arm around them and looked in the mirror and saw that I was still the other dude. Success.

At that point I felt myself breathing in real life and realised I was waking up. Lay still for a DEILD.


I came to while washing my face in a basin. I looked in the mirror to my left and pulled a weird "yeah!" dream face then went out.
I was in a courtyard out the front of a house. It was quite quaint, if not a little cluttered. They had a grape vine running along a trellis on the roof. I instantly began searching for a prism so I could do an experiment with the sun I'd seen earlier. I have no idea where this idea came from- guess I'm just a naturally experimentative kinda dude.

I looked in a toolbox and found one but it was all scratched and curved instead of straight. That's never gonna work. I tried to reform it but it was unsuccessful so I went into another house and found a proper one in a kid's bedroom.

Strolled back outside and sat on the road, appreciating the sun and it's warmth again. The sun was behind a tree which was moving to keep blocking it so I walked up the road a bit to get a clearer view. There were a group of thuggish looking guys ahead so I threw some sand at them for funsies and then commanded them to just watch what I was doing instead. I got the prism and positioned it so that it cast the spectrum onto the sidewalk. It was a pretty successful representation, but was obviously just my mind creating it; I don't think light actually exists in dreams to be altered. I played around with the prisms positioning and it went through a range of pretty incredible things. At one stage it was a glowing, ringed, rainbow planet among a multicolored nebula/aurora. Then it split back into the colours except each one had a different world on it.

At that point I entered a dream within a dream, which told the backstory of these different planets. When I came back, I was in a slightly different position at a building site.

I remembered that my brother had asked if you could do stuff like bending roads in dreams so I decided to give that a go. I was standing on a gravel pathway with wooden skirting boards and forced it to begin bending. Instead of being smooth, it was quite destructive and began cracking and breaking while changing direction. Like it would in real life, I suppose. I decided I wanted to try on a proper road so I went off to find a good curved street. Now that I'm writing this, I realise I could probably have just made a straight road bent instead. The things you think when you're actually awake, huh?

I went back up to the road and was jumping around clapping my hands, which I take to be this dream's version of a hand-rub stabilisation. It actually worked really well because as well as the physical sensation, it also gave off sound which helped.

As I walked down the road there were a bunch of trees that had been chopped down so I gracefully jumped from log to log just for the sake of it. As I was doing that, some girl in a crowd said "I want to be an actor".
"Do it!" I replied, "you're beautiful!"

Feeling cool about myself I kept going on my way.

I couldn't for the life of me find a curved road. Every one that looked curved was straight when I got there (I suppose that means I was being successful in my attempts!)

I went on quite a long journey down streets and came to an avenue with beautiful green and red trees arching the road, which I jumped up and grabbed the leaves of. The buildings here had really interesting architecture and shortly I came to a squat little building complex. There was a delivery guy at the back of his van getting boxes out so I happily walked past and pushed him into the back!

I came to a sign that said something like:

____________________
| <-- Office Journey --> |
|____________________|
||

But it wasn't exactly that.
To be honest I don't remember what it said. I just wanted to draw a sign.


Anyway I went to the right and was at some kind of learning institute. I kept looking round and round for curved roads and ended up in a dodgy back-area with loading docks and stairs and underpasses which eventually turned into a very L.A looking crowded street.
There was a girl standing near a billboard and I went up and said "Pretty smoggy, huh?"

She said that it was actually the 'bloom' and when I looked closer the smog was millions of little glowing insects. At that point I decided I'd better wake up otherwise I'd forget all this stuff so I woke up watching a YouTube video. And then I actually woke.

Whew! That's a long one.

Looking back, I realise that most of the lucid dreams I've written have been due to Galantamind. That shit definitely works, but I do worry that I've become reliant on it!

Better than heroin I guess!

27.05.2012

Messing around with other girls (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember earlier in this dream I was messing around with a girl in my grade named Ashton. I wasn't exactly doing sexual things, but I was acting a lot more touchy, I had one arm around her waist and the other arm around her legs, because she had fallen somewhat and I caught her, but I held my grip there. Later in the dream I kept messing around with a girl in 11th grade, named Katlyn, who I am good friends with. I was being very touchy again. We were supposed to be cleaning out our lockers for yearbook class, even though we dont have any lockers for that class, but whatever. In waking life, Katlyn is in yearbook class with me. Like I said I was being very touchy and I was tickling her on her sides and I remember I kept getting real close to her face with my face. She didn't seem to mind though, which is funny. I feel bad for having these dreams, because I have a girlfriend in waking life. :l

27.05.2012

Beating the fuck out of a dude, lol (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at my mom's, and I believe I was the only one there. I was already outside and this dude comes walking onto our property. I asked him what he was doing, "Oh, I'm just visting, I just want to see your alpacas." Suddenly he started laughing, like he was planning something bad, he took off running, and I chased after him. He was running for the alpaca gate! We ran for a good amount, he was ahead of me for awhile but I caught up to him, grabbed his brown backpack, and threw him on the ground. I started punching the shit out of him in his face, stomach, throat, you name it. It didn't seem to hurt him whatsoever. I went on a rampage and onslaught of jabs and crosses but eventually the dream skipped and I was somewhere else. Something else was happening but I don't remember what. The dude was there, so I went up to him, leg sweeped him, which knocked him on the ground, and I continued to beat the shit out of him. That's about all I remember though.

So, these are a collection of dreams I had last night, this morning. I didn't wake up at all last night, don't even remember my alarm. I woke up kind of early, planned to stay up then went back to bed and had a lucid dream.
These are kind of in order of vividness/lucidity.

Btw, from now on:
Italic=Notes
[Brackets]=Name substitutes will be in here
RED=Lucid Dreams

Dream 1
I wake up pretty early, 6:00ish, and walk around a bit, for 15 minutes. I decided to go back to sleep, I didn't feel like I had just waken from REM sleep, although looking back, it kind of does seem like it. I lie down in bed and close my eyes. I get sleepy really fast and enjoy the comfort of my bed. I roll over my bed in go into sleep paralysis(?) This is strange because I never had SP happen in any other position but my back. It was in my head this time, a familiar buzzing noise and intense vibrations. I roll over and come out of my SP. I go back into SP on accident again, but on my back. I'm the calmest I have ever been during SP, and I peacefully watch my Hypnogogic Imagery. I don't remember what I originally saw, but I tried to visualize a grassy, sunny field. My eyelids turned into the blue sky, this was very enjoyable and peaceful. I began walking in my field I created and I saw this window-type thing. It had a dream inside of it, and I had no choice but to enter the non-lucid dream.

Dream 2 occurred earlier in the morning
We are a the bus stop, me and [my brother] We are drinking some illegal drug in liquid form, may be opium tea. The Bus driver knew what we were drinking, and had a talk with us, we try to escape the police. I am at my uncles, in his room. There is a jar on his desk labeled, "Poison" I think it is a very strong alcoholic drink, and there are what appears to be ghosts swimming inside the jar. He says he needs it for his pain. I am back with my drink again, it is deep brown and is in my tan pitcher. I add some nestle hot cocoa mix to it to make it last longer. lol? I boil it down in a pan until it is brown and caked, this resembles opium even more. It also resembles half cooked brownies stuck to the bottom of the pan. I eat it all and I realize I am out of my drink and need to buy more. Although I think it is relatively cheap and has many servings. IRL I buy this instant peach iced tea mix, that is also brown, has many servings and is cheap, probably what the drink was based off of.

Dream 3

[Friend 1] Gave me his hang glider. He said he bought it with his own money, and nobody knows about it. wait, wtf? He says he uses it to fly all over Brunswick and Topsham. Topsham is my town I live in, Brunswick is the neighboring town. I was playing around with it and wrinkled it a little bit. I thought to myself it would unwrinkle itself, but then also thought that humans also wrinkle, but never unwrinkle themselves.

Dream 4
I was on my front porch, when I spotted a prescription bottle through a hole in my porch. I picked it up and the medicine had a weird, but simple name (sodium or calcium something) My father walks over and tells me that the bottle is his, and the medicine feels like a painful orgy. I have already stuffed the pills into my mouth, and I'm now spitting them out onto the ground in big white chunks. The pills were round and represented percocets, sorta. My father was trying to explain that they weren't abusable, and he just needed them for his pain, he said he was in a lot of unbearable pain. Although he says they aren't narcotics, he seems like he's trying to justify the use of narcotics.
Really weirded out by this dream, "painful orgy", is such a weird analogy, but it seems like it almost fits for a narcotic drug, I'm not sure why, haha. This also adds to my reoccurring dreams about drugs.

Dream 5
My mother was telling me my father couldn't see me anymore, he may come up to see me for one of my appointments though, because it required shorter time.
Not sure what this dream is about, it is separate from the last one though.

Dream 6
Me and [GF] were cuddling on her hammock, she was laying next to me, and we could have been making out. She tells me someone is watching us, and I feel like we're doing something bad all of a sudden, and then she tells me she was just joking.

Dream 7
I am with my brother at an E3 show or something, and these people are talking about video games, and different types of video games. They show us the group called the "Elder Scrolls", and it has all five games together. My brother reminds me to watch this trailer of a game coming out, which combines Morrowind with Skyrim's Graphics. I tell him I will, but I secretly planned not to, I told him I wasn't a fan of video games.

This is strange because I really don't play video games that often, but I have been playing the elder scrolls series a lot recently, especially Skyrim and Morrowind. The dream may represent my guilt for playing so many video games recently, I try to stay away from them and do other things.

The Importance of Keeping A Dream Journal

It is relatively common when the subject of dreams is brought up that someone will say, "I never dream." Of course we know this isn't true. At the other extreme are individuals who claim, "I remember all of my dreams." This is also a delusion. In all instances, we simply don't remember the dreams we forget.

Keeping a dream journal takes effort. Those who truly believe that they remember all of their dreams have the perfect excuse not to do it. It is easy for them to conclude (and I have personally heard it expressed), "Since I remember my dreams when I wake up, why should I keep a dream journal? It has the same effect, doesn't it?"

Well, actually no. It does not have the same effect. Once you awaken to the realization that many, more accurately most, of your dreams are forgotten, you will either decide to keep a dream journal, or you will never improve your dream recall. Without adequate dream recall, there is very little chance that you will become a lucid dreamer. If you are unwilling to pay, you can't play. By keeping a dream journal and following a few fundamental rules, you will be granted access to a vast inner world with very few rules at all.

Keeping a dream journal sounds much simpler than it is.. The strong urge to slip back into sleep when a dream is still fresh in your mind is a formidable adversary. Equally insidious is the almost irresistible belief that you can wait until morning to record the details of a vivid dream. Not only will you forget the details of the dream, it is even more likely that you wont even remember that you had it.

In most cases, we only remember our last dream prior to awakening unless some waking event triggers the memory of an earlier one. Most of us have experienced this phenomenon. You must admit that without the coincidental event that stimulated the memory, you probably would never have recalled the dream. Consequently, the wisest course of action, when you wake up in the middle of the night with good memory of a dream, is to get it recorded while the getting is still good. Believe me, at the time, you will feel certain you will remember it. You won't.

You can easily prove this to yourself. Some night, when you awaken from a clearly remembered dream, force yourself to jot down the key points along with a few unusual details. Go back to sleep. The following morning, dwell for a little while on all you think you remember about the dream before referring to the notes you scribbled a few hours earlier. I predict that you will be surprised to discover that there were significant elements in the dream that you had forgotten.

Once you have gained respect for a dream journal's effectiveness in improving dream recall, you will be prepared to recognize a secondary benefit which is especially important for lucid dreamers. A dream journal will reveal personal "dreamsigns," a subject which is best covered in Stephen LaBerge's books. Briefly stated, these are objects, places or events which tend to occur repeatedly in your dreams. For me these include car trouble, violence, airline crashes, tornadoes, unusual attics or cellars, and provocative girls. Following Stephen LaBerge's advice, every time I experience any of these in "waking life," I immediately do a "reality check" to prove that I am indeed awake and not dreaming. By adhering to this simple discipline, you will certainly one day do a reality check when confronted by one of your dreamsigns - and lo and behold - you will discover that you are dreaming! If unfamiliar with reality testing techniques, see Stephen LaBerge's books or visit the Lucidity Institute website at Lucidity.com. (I am not affiliated or compensated.)

Keeping a dream journal has other benefits. From a philosophical perspective, wherever you choose to put your attention, there you are. Expressed as a maxim, if you pay attention to your dreams, your dreams will pay attention to you. Just the decision to remember and document your dreams will increase your dream recall and, it follows, your likelihood of having a lucid dream.

A good dream journal takes time, and for most of us, time is a precious commodity. If you are just starting and working to increase your overall dream recall, try to record each and every dream you remember. Even the ones that appear to be nonsense are initially useful. Once you have established a reliable routine and have identified your primary dreamsigns, you can back off a bit. Being experienced at lucid dreaming, I admit that I don't record every remembered dream. I quickly assess and rate my dreams. It is easy for me to distinguish between dreams that I consider significant from those that are confused, chaotic, or an apparent expression of my apparent hoard of fears and anxieties. I record and seriously reflect upon the former. I only briefly reflect upon the latter.

If you sleep with anyone you care about keeping, you will very likely need to negotiate alternative arrangements on the nights you target for dreaming. This is one sacrifice that keeping a good dream journal typically requires. I also recommend spending a minor amount of money on a voice recorder (or use that feature on your smartphone). Writing out a long dream can sometimes make it difficult to get back to sleep, and you won't have to worry about trying to translate what usually looks like hieroglyphics the following morning. I reach for my recorder, conveniently placed. I begin drowsily talking. The next day (or whenever) I play it back. Listening to it brings the whole dream back into memory as though I just woke up. I then type it with acceptable grammar and spelling, and it gives me the opportunity to add retrospect impressions and comments.

That's it. I hope this is helpful. Start a dream journal tonight. It speaks for itself in results. /Stephen Berlin

Well, I'm going to try to do these once a day, once per nap, idk. But I kind of want to put my favorite dreams from this month that are written down in my notebook here, not sure what compels me to do this, but w/e. A disadvantage of my journals are the fact that I cannot read my handwriting most of the time, it may also be easier to re-read my dreams in order here. I also do not remember the circumstances behind these dreams, I forget if I was trying to lucid dream, or if I attempted a WILD that morning, etc. The following are all none-lucid dreams btw. I also will not use names of my friends or family, instead I will use codes like "[Friend 1]" But "friend 1" might not be "friend 1" in separate dreams unless I say so.

Dream 1.

I am with [my GF] We were making out in her garage, but we had to move because people could see us through the window of the house through the window of the garage. We are leaving and [female friend 1] says something like "Oh My", I say hi, and she walks off. We head towards [GF]'s backyard and we see [Female friend 2], and she walks past us. [Female Friend 1] Sees her family near the bank in our town, she gets a ride with her family and leaves. We are back in [GF]'s backyard and we see a variety of mushrooms, they appear to be the psychoactive Liberty Caps, Morels, and False Morels. [GF]'s Friends are picking up the false morels put them into their mouths, I tell them they are poisonous and the other mushrooms were the real mushrooms. [Male Friend 1] Messaged me later that evening and asked me if I was doing drugs again, if those mushrooms I was looking at earlier were psychoactive or not.
(Note: I used to study mushrooms, It's interesting to me that the Morel and False Morel were in my dream, the Morel is a very desirable mushroom that is often hunted and sold for quite a bit of money. The false morel is poisonous however, and can even cause death. I wonder what this is a symbol for.)

Dream 2.

I am with a few older women, none of which I know. Some of the mothers of these older women are also here. I tell them I want to try heroin. (Note: I don't) They look at each other for a few moments and then say to me, "Oh, you want to shoot?" They take me into this room, which resembles my aunt's bedroom, and eventually into her bathroom. They pull out this massive bong and tell me to take a hit of codeine. (Odd, codeine isn't smokeable, although opium is)

[My sister] is remembering a party she had with a couple of her friends, there is a flashback and it shows her friends partying. I know her house has changed, because the flashback had different carpets. There is a hipster man with a beard sitting on the couch, with a bracelet on the floor near him. The bracelet looks likes its made from string from an old wool blanket and is yellow and red. [sister]'s female friends are over again and resemble those from earlier in the dream with the codeine. We are watching some movie. I feel like they are all contestants to be my date, and its really weird. I keep wanting them to do things with me, (Note:If you know what I mean ) But they don't seem interested in that. I am now in a bathroom, which feels like a private and a public bathroom combined, kind of like a dorm restroom. There is a woman showering in the stall next to me, and a man walks past my stall, and I think he can see me through the crack of the stall door.

(Another odd dream, with a lot of symbols, it seems like. I don't know whats up with the opiates and single women, the dream seems to be about harmful self-indulgence, not sure. The dream has mostly females, and has multiple relatives houses in the different scenes)

Dream 3

I was trying to buy a pill from someone at my school. I talked to [Male Friend 1], but he said he didn't have anything. I talked to his twin brother, but he also did not have any drugs. I talked to [Friend 2] Who finally said he had something, I forget the name of the drug he said. He wanted 20$ for the single pill, I haggled and he sold it to me for 5$ instead. I felt bad because I was using my girlfriend's money for some reason. My dealer changed into a woman, and was someone I knew, not sure who though. She handed over the pill and was a capsule, orange and white. She said it was an Adderall. I immediately put the pill in my mouth and began to suck on it so it would kick in faster. The capsule burst and I tasted sugar. (First time I had ever tasted anything in my dreams) I started yelling at the girl and asked for my money back, because I knew she had replaced the contents with sugar. An older adult, a tall woman, (an authority figure) walked up to us and asked if everything was ok. I, for some reason, told her the truth and I was worried if I'd get in trouble. She resembled me therapist, although my therapist is a man, not a woman. She said everything was confidential and I would not be in trouble.

Later in the dream I was complaining to my friends what had happened, when the girl who dealt to me over heard and looked at me, she was making faces at me like she was making fun of me. I made a face at her and she looked away.

Conclusion

All of these dreams are within a week, and they all have a common theme, drugs. I have some experience with these drugs. I have taken shrooms once, and adderall once as well. I took the adderall a week ago actually. I never used codeine or heroin though, although I have used hydrocodone and oxycodone, with a prescription. I smoke weed somewhat often, to be honest, and I will try something new like a pill or something every 2 months or so. I wasn't feeling too guilty about the adderall last week, and its been years since I had done shrooms, and a while since I had done any opiates.
Anyways, I found it odd that every drug was different and each represented the 3 large groups of drugs.

Adderall-The Stimulant
Heroin and Codeine-The Downers
Shrooms-The Psychedelic

Strange, right? I'm not sure if this represents something or not, or even if these dreams are part of a trilogy. There are also a lot of women in my dreams lately, including my girlfriend, which is normal. Anyways, I will link back to this Entry when other dreams follow the pattern.

Two nights ago, I had a dream that I was flirting with a girl from my high school.

It was weird, because I can't even remember her name half the time, but I knew it perfectly in the dream. We aren't even friends really, more like acquaintances. She's cute, but I've never really had a thing for her (though in real life I catch her staring at me, giving me a "dreamy" kinda look sometimes).

The night before that, I had a dream that one of my friends was laying eggs or some weird thing.

Last night, I had a dream that I accidentally killed my pet bird (which is a Sun Conure).

Actually, it was much weirder than that. I didn't so much "kill" her as accidentally rip the back of her head off. She was still alive and functioning just fine, but I was still freaking out and took her to a vet (which for some reason was my automotive teacher), and he said there was nothing we could do for her. I don't normally cry, but for some reason I was actually trying to force myself to cry in the dream, but no tears came out. Then I woke up.

I felt a HUGE sense of relief when I woke up and realized that my Sun Conure was still alive and had the back of her head attached. I love that bird.

In case you're wondering what a Sun Conure is, my bird looks just like this:



^That's not my bird, but it looks just like her. Sun Conure are very small, brightly colored birds.

I had been dreaming quite a long dream, before i finnally realised it was a dream, wich meant i woke up, right after getting lucid.

I was in an apartment, and i was interviewing a famous danish actor, Frank Hvam.
When i got up in the apartment, he was sitting on the toilet, and didn't want me to interview him right there.
So i went out the door, and walked down the stairs. This was when i noticed something seemed a little off.
Did i really just see Frank Hvam taking a dump? How did i even get here? So i did a reality check.
I plugged my nose, and i could breath through it. I then looked at my fingers, and not only were there 11 fingers, but they were small, deformed and changin colors.
I kept extremely calm, which is something i've been training on, because i don't want to wake up because of over excitement.
I told myself that i would just get out of the apartment, and i would clarify the dream once i was out.
I only walked down 3 sets of stairs before i woke up.

It kind of sucked because i didn't get to use my lucidity for anything, but also a good thing.
You know, I might not have had too much succes this time, but it just means I have more experience for next time.
Gotta keep positive!

I woke up in a mix of my new house, and my old house. I woke up in my bed, and did a reality check.
at this point, i could allready feel that something wasn't right. I pinched my nose, but coulnd't
breath through it. I then counted my fingers, and counted 10 the first time, but 9 the second time.
I still wasn't sure enough that it was a lucid dream, so i had to somehow test it. I got up from the bed,
and found the front door. This door and the èntre was from my dads old house, wich was pretty weird, since
we moved from there over 5 years ago. Anyway, when I got out, I stood still. I then said to myself "This IS
a dream. I'm going to float!" I then focused on the feeling of my feet on the ground, and I lifted myself
up in the air. Nothing spectacular, just about 10cm, and for 10 seconds, until i plopped on the ground again.
At this point, I got the rush of excitement. I quickly remembered that i would wake up if i was too excited,
and i calmed down. I then walked a bit away from the front door, and out in the terrain.

The terrain was a really big grass area, with a lot of small hills. If i had to describe it, i would say it either
looks like the "Teletubbies" land, or the studio from a Danish program called "Wulffmorgenthaler".
I've found that that excact landscape, is typical for my lucid dreams. In all of the outside lucid dreams
i've had, it has been the same landscape, with minor changes. The huge green, grassy field, with the
smooth little hills. Perfect for a picnick actually!

The dream got a bit hazy as i walked out on the field, so i looked at my hands, and really tried to focus on them.
I then said out loud, "Clarity, NOW" but nothing happend. I then waited a few seconds, still staring at my hands, and said "Clarity, NOW!"
and suddenly, eveything got brighter. The fog lifted off my dream, and I was in control like I've never been
in control before. The Night shifted to day, and the moon shifted to sun. I got a very happy feeling, but
remembered that i should't get too happy, because it's a bad idea to let yourself be controlled by feelings
when lucid dreaming. I did a little brainstorm in my head, and i though of all the things i could do next.
Aha, I'll learn to fly!

This was a little harder then expected, but really fun though. I tried different
methods of flying, and i managed to fly a bit. Only about 5 meters above ground, and i only went 10feet,
but you know, you gotta learn somehow! There was a nice big tree on the field, close to my house. There
were also a lamp post, for some reason. I don't know what that did there in the grassy field, but i though
that now it's there, i might aswell use it! So i ran towards it, and swung myself in the air, Success.
Not for long though. Sadly, I'm still to use to gravity pulling me down all the time, that letting
myself go like that, even in a dream, is quite hard. But I'll learn it, eventually. I allready did
progress tonight, and i bet that the next time i have an LD, I will be chilling in the clouds, making
friends with the birds.

In the last bit of my dream, I got kind of tired of trying to fly, and I wanted
to go do something a bit more dirty. I mean What can i say, hormones 'n shit. I pictured the schoool in my
head, and ran towards it. In my dreams i can't fly yet, but something i've allways been able to do is run
super fast. Like, so fast that if i jump on top of one of the small hills while running, i will be jumping
50meteres. So i tried running towards the school building, but sadly my dream faded a bit. I think i got
too excited, and i forgot to keep the dream clear. This is a thing I've got to work on. I didn't reach
the school, but i reached a neighborhood.

It looked like a typical Amarican "desperate houswifes" neighborhood.
I found a house, went inside and met my mom. I told her that i was lucid dreaming, and she said something
along the lines of "Wonderfull!". I then went to bed in my own dream, and woke up in my own bed, in real life.

This was probably my coolest lucid dream so far. Even though I didn't get any girls, or actually went flying
longer then a couple of seconds, I was in control, and it was clear. I don't know how to explain it, but
this dream was something totally different from the other ones.
I'm doing progress!

sadly, I lost the tex file where i had my 2nd lucid dream written down, but to be honest, it wasn't that exciting either.
anyway, this is my 3rd lucid dreaming experience.
also, keep in mind this is something i wrote last month, so the methods i'm using might not be the same as i'm using now, and there might be some things that sounds a bit weird.

The dream started out kind of weird. Me and my class was going somewhere, to like "Bornholm" or something. We were in the nature
climbing trees and stuff. Pretty funny. We later meet up at my old house, and there is a few girls there. We are small talking a bit,
and suddenly all of the girls say "This girl thinks you are cute" to me. I turn around, and see this girl. She's pretty standart,
nothing too big, but pretty though. I talk with her, and things go well. We hug a bit, and i think she kissed my cheek.
I got invited by her to dinner in this weird room, and this was when things got interesting. When we are in the room, I notice
how people are changing. Like, it's not the same people that are sitting besides me. Suddenly, my mom shows up. This is where
i figured something was wrong. I tried making her dissappear, and suddenly, she wasn't there.

I then did a reality check, and true enough, i was dreaming. I was looking at my hands, and again this was a pretty weird experience.
When i looked at my hands, they looked normal. Yet, when i counted them, and i counted to six on my one hand. I recounted to make sure something
was going on, and still counted six. I wasn't a 100% """"overbevidst"""" so i counted the other hand. There wasn't only 6 fingers, they were
weird colours, and one of them was really small. I told my friends and the girl i was with that i was dreaming, and they said "yeah..".
I got pretty excited, but quickly calmed myself down.

I tried holding on to a table to stabalize the dream, but i just ended up lifting it like it was thin air!
I thing quickly spun around, to try and stabalize it. But again like last time, it totally felt like i was underwater, and i
couldn't spin around fluently. I then rubbed my hands together, while spinning around. That made eveything much easier.
The fog now lifted from the dream, and i was finnaly inside.

After that, i imidiatly got teleported away from the room. I was in a scenery with a lot of hills, with small water floods.
It was night time, but i could see quite well. in the horizon, i could see some buildings, with light in the windows. I set my
destination, and i tried flying over there. It went quite well, even though I didn't feel like i had very much control by now.
I flew to the buildings, and looked down. It was all some kind of map.

This map was weird as fuck. It would be awesome as a game map, but it sucked as a lucid dreaming map. I couldn't go anywhere else
that wasn't on the map, and none of the places looked interesting. I then tried teleporting away, and it worked.

Now i was in the dinner room again. I felt the room was a little bit tilted to one side, so i tried fixing it. I ended up making
the room into a rocket, and sending us up to space. I was slowly losing control here. Suddenly we stopped, and some people got on.
I tried thinking really hard about someone i wanted to board the plane, but i couldn't get her to come on board. I though fuck it, i might
aswell take advantage of the last bit of control i had. I then made the "rocket/dinner room" we were in, into a ufo. There
were weird aliens in the ufo, but it seemed like they were harmless. I actually made them crown me as a king. One of the green guys
gave me a remote, and pointed me at a huge tv screen. I pressed play, and saw cartoons for the rest of the dream.

The weird part was the thing i was sitting on. I was sitting on the floor, but it felt really weird. It was like bouncy, and
fluffy. It felt like I think a cloud would feel, if you could sit on it.

I then had a false awakening. I woke up in real life, but fell asleep again withing 10 seconds. I then woke up in the dinner room,
wich this time was much more normal, and much brighter. I told my buddies i need to go to sleep, so i can lucid dream again, and
i layed my head on a chair. I don't remember anything after this.

I could add much much more detail, but since it's a pretty boring dream to read about, and i only had control for a brief moment, I don't think
it was worth it.

Prior to sleeping i had been drunk, just like my first lucid dream. But i think i found out why it seems to have this effect on me.
When I'm drunk, and go to sleep, I need to go to the bathroom after a couple of houers when i'm sleeping. This means i've technically done
a unintended Wake back to bed. And i think alcohol has just the perfect timing for waking me up, middream.
This means i just need to keep training, and try to tune my WBTB timer perfectly for me.
If i can make my WBTB alarm wake me up excatly the same time alcohol does, i might have much more succes with them.

I'm going to kick off my dream journal by posting some of my previous lucid dreaming experiences.
This was my first ever lucid dream.
also, keep in mind this is something i wrote last month, so the methods i'm using might not be the same as i'm using now, and there might be some things that sounds a bit weird.

in the first one, i was on some kind of muddy grass field, but with a view of a lake. It was a mixture betweeen "Lyngby sø" (a local lake), and
a picture i saw on facebook a few days ago. When the dream started, i don't really remember what happend all that well, but i know my brother somehow had something
to do with it. He influenced me to go to this weird place. Anyway. I was on the field, with some kind of old big guy. He was making
a painting of the scene. I had a microfone, and some guy behind me was holding a camera. I think i was a news reporter or something.
In the middle of the interview, the old guy stared right into my eyes, and said, "You are dreaming". his head then went back to being
completely normal. The next thing i did was sqeeze my nose, and see
if i could breath though it. I could.
And this is where i think it wen't wrong. I tried stabalizing my dream by quicky moving around, but it felt like i was underwater.
I couldn't move around really. Everything was also slowly fading, until i woke up. I opened my eyes kind of disapointed, and wen't back to sleep.

This is when things got interesting. I woke up in a mixture of my dads house, and a fancy chineese resturant. Me, a few girls and a few guys where there.
Where were chatting and just goofing around. everyone moved into a room in the basement, where they started looking at funny videos. I now did my reality check,
and i noticed i could breath right through my nose, even though it was clogged. I then counted my fingers, wich was one of the most awesome
experiences i've ever experienced. There were not only 12 fingers, but they were also deformed, and in weird colours. When i looked at them, everything in the background
seemed to change colours, just like if somebody was trying all the filters on their new webcam. I then quickly span around,
trying to stabalize my dream. It was really hard again, but i somehow managed to do it. When i was done, everything was extremely clear.
This part is kind of embarrasing. I'll leave the names out. Anyway. I was still dreaming, and at this point the dream was pretty stabil,
so i tried if i could "summon" people. Sadly it didn't really work. I didn't try all that hard either though, so that might have been the problem.
But after failing to summon someone, i tried making someone sleep, and that did work. This girl suddenly fell down (I cought her midfall, pretty romantic eyh?..),
I then kissed her. Now this is the embarasing part. She woke up, and was really surprised. She got up and screemed at me.
Now, at this point i was shitting my pants.. I though that she would remember it after we woke up, because she wasn't sleeping. It doesn't make any sense at all, but
in the dream it did. So at this point i thought, fuck it, i'll try again. I then made her sleep again, and woke her up with a little kiss.
This time she wasn't screaming, or running, or punching me in the nose, but she slowly opened her eyes, while kissing back. At the time i didn't really think much of it,
but now that i write it down, it does remind me a lot of the snow-white kiss-to-wakup kind of thing. Anyway, we kissed for a bit, and ended up going outside.

I woke up, kind of annoyed, because i wanted to sleep on.
But, i finnaly fell asleep again. This time, it wasn't a mix between my dads house and the chinnese place as it was in the 2nd dream, but it was completely
in the chineese place. I quickly did my reality checks, and failed all of them. I then spun around in a circle, while rubbing my hands together, to create stability.
Eveything worked out pretty good. Now, this dream was pretty lame actually. I seriously don't know why i didn't try to fly, or to have sex with selena gomez (yup, you can't deny it.).
This dream is hard to explain, but i'll try my best.
I was with my sister, going down some random roads. In the dream, the "google streetview" cars was going to come in a few minutes.
There were thousands and thousands of justin beiber pictures everywhere, wich is the weird part. I somehow dreamt that all the little justin beiber fans had made a plan,
to mass advertize him on every street, every time someone wanted to use google maps. So i was walking around with my sister and taking theese down, because, who wouldn't?
Now this is the awesome part, i dreamt that there were a $100 strapped to evey one of theese pictures. By the end of the dream, i was a fucking millionare.
I then woke up, and realize how fucking stupid i was, to not try to fly, or do something awesome, but to go around town taking down justin beiber posters..

The weird thing is that i'm not even a fan of justin beiber, and i haven't heard any of his songs in a looong time.
On the other side, I'm just glad it wasn't Nickelback.

Apparently we are moving from this house, but no one seems concerned about packing. I am worriedly checking cabinets and getting distressed that there's still stuff in them. I give up on motivating everyone and just pack up my own belongings before checking into a hotel.

At the hotel, I seem to be sharing a room with three other people who are plotting something. Before leaving the room, they pull out some sort of screen to cover up what they were designing on the wall. We leave the hotel room as a group, but from there I go to some kind of auditorium. I sit backstage as a graduation ceremony takes place. I might be watching an episode of "Grey's Anatomy" because I see Chief Webber talking to Meredith and Christina.

I move on from the auditorium. I want to visit a café on a particular street, but the bus routes have changed and I end up two blocks away at a café on DEILD Street. (How could I overlook that one?!?) After spending some time at a table (but did I eat or drink anything? Why else would I I be at a café?) I leave and head down an alley. There's a couple of people playing a game where they toss chunks of veggies into a bowl, trying to get the trajectory so the veggies ricochet out. The winner is the one who gets the food to land farthest from the bowl. I decide to join, except I'm playing with peeled grapes. They don't seem to notice me at all until I make a really good shot and wind up close to the lead.