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Key:

{Curly brace & blue} .... Relevent waking life details before entry, if appropriate


Black .... Dream body/narative text


(Standard braces & dark green, bold) .... Dream notes, lucidity, time. method etc

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{The date entry of this is wrong, I thought I'd share some of my experiences from before joining the forum!
This one was from around Christmas 2012, I wrote it to my PC then, but I thought I'd share it now...}


(FULLY NON LUCID)


I'm getting my passport renewed on the same-day fast/expensive service at a regional walk-in passport office.
I wait a while stood at the counter, waiting for my 'new passport' to be returned.

When it comes back it's a cobbled together passport made from an A3 maroon (correct colour) cheap diary, rather than an official maroon EU passport type document.

I flicked through my new 'passport'

• The identity page from my old passport had been cut and pasted (pritt-stick'ed) into my new 'passport'
• The new photograph had been glued onto this page, in a shabby way!!
• The magnetic ink printed footer is gobbledygook (or possibly missing)
• Existing Visa and entry/exit stamps had been HAND DRAWN on random pages, to replicate what had been in the original document.

I query whether the passport was still a usable document in this form, and was assured that it was, because "we've issued it" ... I exit the passport office, through the front door, skipping forward to a new scene..

I'm on a large (long haul) jetliner in twilight (early morning) which is taxi-ing away from a runway just after having landed.. As the aircraft turns away from the runway, I see all of the runway lighting.

Shortly, the aircraft stops at a gate stand and the doors open
I'm first to disembark. Stepping through the aircraft door causes a new scene change...
I'm 2nd or 3rd in the immigration queue at a USA airport (Scene change skipped getting off plane and walking through airport!!)

I wait in line. I get called forward to the the desk and present my passport.
The officer starts examining the passport...


(No recall after that)

May 17

#1 - In Another Life [Non-Lucid]

Sort of a quirky little dream here. I was hanging out with a bunch of people I've known mostly since elementary school and haven't seen since high school who I've never hung out with before. Before the last times I really saw them they were in social groups that I just wasn't in, so it's not like we even really saw each other much except in the hallways or in classes (which I hadn't had with them since I first knew them), but at the end of senior year when I started getting into the drug scene I started hanging out with the same groups of people they did, but I still never really saw them because everyone was kind of going their separate ways at that point. In the dream we were now back at our high school ages and I was hanging out with them because it was like I had gone back in time and now had a lot in common with them, or something like that. Two of the guys I happened to know pretty well from a young age and one welcomed me right into the group while the other was hesitant, but in the end didn't mind. We spent basically the whole thing listening to club music that I don't recognize as being real but was really neat, and I noticed that I was wearing pink velour pants which I've been thinking about getting.

#2 - Demon Games [Non-Lucid]

All I remember about the beginning of this dream was that I was playing some video game, which was a sequel in its series, where you had to jump from one rooftop to the next in a sort of a suburban city, and as you do it it turns you into a demon. Afterwards someone told me I should play the original, so I did, but they didn't tell me that it has a horrible side effect! After you play the game, it makes both your top and bottom row of teeth pop out, still perfectly connected like dentures, and be replaced with new ones that had sort of a plastic-like texture. This caused me much distress when it first happened and I wasn't expecting it, and I was at my old friend S's house freaking out until his nonexistent little brother (who just looked like a smaller version of him ) walked into the room and explained what was going on. I ran into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror and saw my old teeth and pulled them out of my mouth. My new ones were heavily fanged and demonic, and a couple on the bottom row that looked particularly menacing and were opposite each other suddenly fell out. There was blood pooling in the spots they'd been in, so I put them back in hoping that the blood would mold them there, and it did. After that I got my weird dream sign of my mouth being full of stuff, this time it felt like hairs and sawdust, and unfortunately I didn't notice it. It bugged me until I woke up.

May 18

Dream Fragment - "R, O, new types of music."

Seek The Treasure [Non-Lucid]

O and I are in some enormous house with a group of people, but I can't remember that part of the dream very well. I vaguely recall something about us hugging each other in a big circle and having a bunch of cats that we were going to try to find homes for, and then the dream changed to where the house we were in because some gigantic pool area with multiple pools and hot tubs with covers over them, and it was warm outside but also sort of dark and rainy. I was also now with my cousin P instead of O. Eventually we meet up with his brother and sister, G and K, and their mom (also my cousin), A. She drives us back to their place, but on the way she turns into GA, her brother. When we get there GA, G, and K get out of the car, and GA hands me the keys so I can drive P and I back. So what was even the point of this...? He gives me a tiny gold slate with instructions engraved on it of how to get back to the place we were at before, and it includes cryptic messages about some treasure. We eventually go seeking for this "true treasure", but the dream gets blurry around that point, and then I woke up.

May 19

#1 - How Did We Get Here? [DILD]

My memory really starts with me just hanging around with a bunch of people outside in a neighborhood at night. This group included at least O, RE, GL, PZ, JRE, and KF, but there were lots of other people too. I think there was also something briefly about drinking and taking some pills with JRE and maybe KF, but it's hard to recall now. Anyway, we were just standing around in a circle reminiscing about high school and how we used to just chill with groups of people like that with no plan, when no one had any responsibilities or anything, and we'd just go find stuff to do. We started walking down the street and up to some houses, where we all just started chilling in the front lawns. I looked over at KF and saw him suddenly pull out a gun and shoot someone in the stomach. Everyone is disoriented from the sound but I think I'm the only one who saw it, and then other people start pulling out guns as well. The crowd breaks up as everyone starts running around, and I take off down the street hearing gunfire. There's even Star Wars-like pew-pew sounds going off, and I see some red lasers fly in front of me. I immediately became lucid when I saw that. The environment was now intense as hell! There were ships flying around, lots of war sounds like explosions and rapid fire gunshots and laser pew-pews, stuff was crumbling and bursting into flames, and there was suddenly a huge sweeping laser turret coming up behind me. I should've just let it hit me and saw what happened. >w< But instead I hoofed it until I got behind one of the neighborhood houses. I looked up into the sky and an amazing fireworks display started going on amidst all the chaos. I see another one launched into the sky after all the others finally stop, and I can tell it's going to be big, but rather than exploding it causes my dream to sort of implode, and I wake up.

After that I reminded myself that I was supposed to be doing my mantras again, so I gave that a shot before going to sleep again.

#2 - Really? >w< [MILD]

O, D, C, and I meet up with some random dude and go get lunch somewhere/go to take an exam somewhere, or something like that. After we finish I stayed behind for a long time for some reason, but I can't remember what that reason was now, while the rest of them went out to my car to wait for me. When I finally got out there, O told me that they'd rummaged through my stuff while I was gone, and then he said... well, something very personal. o.o I'm super embarrassed and just try to change the subject and drive off, while O's just laughing at me. >w<;; We're driving down some dark foresty road and the random guy asks us if we'd like to go visit his church and then walk through some random deserted town at night with him, but as we were discussing it the scene shifted to me being alone in an apartment with some strange wooden structure in it. I need to use the bathroom so I go looking for it, and find it with some words scrawled on the floor in front of it. I pay no attention to them and go in. When I get in there I start wondering how in the heck O found out... that personal thing about me just by looking through the stuff in my car, and then it suddenly occurred to me that I was dreaming. I lift up my hands to feel the wall and stabilize a bit, and they're so small! Like baby hands or something. I stabilized a bit but it still wasn't a very strong lucidity, I could tell the dream was fighting to survive. I walked out of the bathroom and called for O, then walked around the corner and saw him there where a huge coat with a furry lining on the inside, something I've definitely never seen him wear before. I'm happy to see him and he walks up to me and we hug, and then we went and sat down on the strange wooden structure. I was just trying to think of something to keep the dream going, so I decided to ask him how he figured out that thing about me, but then I woke up.

In the earliest dream I remember cooking macaroni and cheese with baked beans. It seemed like I was in some kind of dungeon fantasy world, in the realm of the game "Hexen". The dream eventually formed into my kitchen were I also had potatoes and turkey on my plate, I don't remember the taste.

The earliest that I can remember of this next dream was it had to do with runescape, and I was in college with a group of kids who wanted to scam some rich guy out of something. We were all in this scheme together, but I remember being not sure about wanting to join or knowing what to do. At one point we had a ladder in the room and I was tieing it down to something on the floor with a special kind of knot. I didn't know what I was doing, and one of the other members made an example knot for me and told me it should look like this.

The dream kind of shifted (similiar dream), I was walking into school the next day, I remember Mr Alan was waiting by the door to let me in, I think it was raining outside. As I went in my friend Alan (coincidence?) came to me, saying he was too busy to talk for some reason, I remember telling him it was fine (he's annoying), we talked about pizza for some reason, I said jokingly if he paid I'd give him 20M (runescape money) for the pizza later on. I knew some kind of optional orientation was to take place in the auditorium for some reason, when I got there it seemed like people were racing me for a front seat, I remember going to sit in one, but somehow I ended up in a seat behind the front row. I noted a classmate of mine Terry, was one up from me. Not as many people as I thought had showed up. The teacher came in and sat down in a desk right beside me, he seemed much more serious than I had hoped, I wondered if I had accidentally ended up in a class. I couldn't make out most of what he was saying, but he was preparing a test for us. He assured us that the test had only 5 questions. The next thing I remember is terry wanted to borrow the mini golden eye glasses from around my neck (why were they there? no idea). I told her she could, but only if she returned them. The speaker in the auditorium somehow became aware that I was there, he asked about my name, and about my future occupation, he was mocking me for something, but I don't remember what it was. He proceeded to sit on my lap well he had some discussion with me about me that I can't remember too well. Later on I agreed that Terry could keep my golden necklace, but by this point it had turned into a golden ball, and I still had a golden key around my neck.

I remember checking my schedule at this point to see what I had next, suddenly I realized it was 4 pm, way passed the time that I needed to get to my next class. I panicked and looked at my schedule (which came up as some kind of electronic display with a touch screen). I rechecked my watch, and this is when I got lucid because the numbers had changed.

I was suddenly in the bathroom in front of a mirror, I was very lucid despite barely trying to WBTB earlier. It seemed I was really determined to hold onto the lucidity this time. I repeated to myself that I was dreaming until I felt it vividly. I remember thinking about how I became lucid, and decided it must have been this eve 6 song that was stuck in my head and playing vividly by this point (the dream shift must have made me forget).

I'm not sure about this first ld, but it ended in a black void, and I woke up in my dream bedroom via deild. This time it was darker outside, I walked into the kitchen. My brother was there with some evil look on his face. I noticed he had a pair of claws that closely resembled rune claws from runescape over his hands. I managed to escape him somewhat easily. I went outside and flew into the sky. I seemed to have little trouble flying at this point, I noted that it was dark and I looked up into the night sky. I saw the planet earth behind the hill, and marveled at it for a moment. I flew onto a building in the distance, and the dream faded.

I woke up in my room a 2nd time. It was still dark, and I was sick of it. I wanted a solution to this problem finally. I decided that I would look out the window in my bedroom for light. I did just that, and there was indeed morning light that was visible through this window, I jumped right through and outside. I flew again, and this time I made it to the playground. On the parking lot there were monsters that ran across it, they looked kind of like robot gengars (pokemon). I flew over them and over the playground. All over the playground equiptment were these children who had baby faces. Their eyes were red or black, and they were evil I decided. They kept trying to find a way to me, but I was too high for them. I perched on one of the poles, and as they climbed to me, I flew away. I panicked for a moment when one managed to latch it's self on, but I pushed it away. The dream ended.

I came awake a 3rd time in my dream bedroom. This time the window plan didn't work, but I went through the dark house looking for other windows. I eventually came to one, and flew out of it just like before. This time the sky was still kind of dark. I flew over to the pavement area around the school. This part is a bit vague in my memory. I remember trying to make the dream vivid by looking at many things. I remember examining my shirt and my pants. I remember taking off my pants, I felt an urge to pee. So I went over to two dcs walking nearby and pissed all over them. Which amused me. This dream ended

I came awake a 4th time in my dream bedroom. I decided the window technique wasn't always going to work. This time I went for the light switch, if I could find enough light switches around, I could definitely light up the house. You may be thinking, but ldgod, light switches don't work in dreams, well they work in mine. I switched on the closet light, but couldn't find another one. I decided that I would explore my closet (this is a small closet). I went in, and low and behold, behind the back was a passageway. I went through the passage way, it was dusty and filled with old clothes. I continued on, it started to look like a cave at one point. I came to a small tunnel and decided I did not want to crawl down it. Instead I found another way that led outside. There was a giant canyon passage down this, the sky was a deep greyish blue color, and the canyon walls were high. I believe I tried to fly, but some giant monster swallowed me. I'm not sure exactly what it was.

I started getting sick of deilding all these lds. I got up from my bed hoping for a false awakening. I knew I was in one the moment I got out of bed, but I had 2nd thoughts when I noticed how vivid everything was. It was light out this time. I did an RC and it ended up working. I walked through the living room, and there were 3 people sitting on the couch, my parents and someone else. I made it to the kitchen, there were two people on each end of the kitchen table. One of them was a girl I couldn't identify, I gave in and felt her up for awhile, one of the other guests made some comment but I can't remember it. I'm not sure what happened next in this dream.



It's my first journal post in awhile, I don't really plan on making another anytime soon unless I have a really enjoyable lucid dream (this one was quite ok). You'll notice my dreams are strange, I don't try to make them look any less odd then they were at the time. This time though, it was interesting that I dreamed for so long without any real WBTB, it has been awhile since I DILDed so naturally like this. Perhaps it has been the fact that I have focused on dream recall so hard this past week. And I have really intended on having them, as opposed to trying to find some perfect WILD technique which will probably never come.

Key:
{Curly brace & blue} .... Relevent waking life details before entry, if appropriate

Black .... Dream body/narative text

(Standard braces & dark green, bold) .... Dream notes, lucidity, time. method etc

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The date entry of this is wrong, I thought I'd share some of my experiences from before joining the forum!
This 'crazy' dream was about a week ago..
In waking life, I dont have a games console... Not had one for years since the ORIGINAL chunky Sony PlayStation (One)



(Spontanious lucidity.... Isnt that a DILD? .... early morning ~4.30AM ish)



Im in a big city, with high rise glass sky scrappers, smaller & older 5,6 or 7 floors low rise etc... like New York
In the bottom right of my vision (which is exclusively 1st person), I have a little square map,
in which there is a black dot in the middle which is me... The map scrolls when I move, keeping me centred.

There are green dots on the map, which are other people in the city scene, which isn't very densely 'populated' ...
I'll only see at most 5 or 6 other people in the street i'm in. The people are 'tracked' on the map when they move

A police car passes, on the map its an alternately flashing white and blue dot... Normal cars are just white dots!!

Anyway, I wander around the city a short while, getting used to my surroundings, and it occurs to me that its like 'Grand Theft Auto' with the map.... Thats NOT Normal!!!.... The bizarreness of that cements my knowledge' I'm dreaming!!' (Lucid!)

Incidently, other significant features of the city that occur during my rampage in the dream are, that some of the wider boulevard streets I go through, have 'vintage eastern European type' trams running along there central reservation, they are yellow at the bottom, and white at the top (Just like Budapest trams!!) .... There is a galvanised steel public art sculpture that looks like the M C Escher impossible triangle.

Knowing I'm dreaming... and I'm 'playing out' a Grand Theft Auto type game on foot in my dream...
... but its all an illusion, so I'm free to do whatever I want...

I ... go on a one man (petty) crime wave on foot, snatching handbags, pushing over old men with walking sticks, stealing pairs of jeans & trainers on racks displayed outside bizaar type shops store fronts.... Vandalising phone boxes etc...

Halfway through my rampage, I try to pause the game and then unpause it... It works!! Everything freezes, then continues again!!
The 'game' has pause music, which is an instrumental only version of 'Dont you want me baby', by 'The Human League'

so ... When police car dots appear on the map now, they have a red and blue flashing 'capture zone' circle around them...
... The more bad stuff I do, the bigger the capture zone circles get!... I'm trying to not get caught

So eventually, I end up entering a 'capture zone', the whole map flashes red and blue, and the chase is on!!
... I get chased by a police car, so I run down a cobbled side street with bollards, so they can't pursue me.
... The police get out of the car and pursue me on foot.
As I'm running, I'm trying to keep them away, by grabbing flare grenades and smoke bombs from my belt,
(Where did they come from!?!) and throwing them to distract the police.

This goes on for a little while, then I (Wake up in the early hours of the morning)

I was in a huge stationery, it was the size of a super market. My brother was there riding on a Segway PT, we were playing Tag with him on the Segway and I running after him trying to catch him. One minute I realized that it was a dream, I did not have to do a RC and I forgot to stabilize. I started to test and train my dream control trying to slow my brother's Segway PT but I ended up not being able to do it. I started looking for a door to test the technique of teleportation in which you enter through the door thinking that the other side is the place you want, I thought about a food court that I visited in a dream a few weeks ago and went through the door.
I ended up on the inside of a mall that could very well have the food court, but the dream ended at that time.

This dream was actually quite creepy, yet it wasn't scary enough to the point where it was a nightmare. Just a tad creepy is all.
It's the last day of school. Yeah, it was actually the last day like 4 days ago. :L I'm going through my classes, saying goodbye to all my friends who are either moving or graduating this year. We take photos together. As I'm leaving the school at the end of the day, I see a group of people standing outside in the parking lot. I vaguely acknowledged the fact that the school was actually my intermediate school back from like 5th grade, and not my high school. This could've been a good point to go lucid. Ah well. I walked over to the crowd of people, curious. My Japanese language teacher, Mr. Shun, was standing in the center of the crowd, trying to explain to everyone what was going on.
"Just stay calm, everyone! Everyone, listen! There's a strange hole in the floor over at the end of the school."
Strange hole? I thought. Kind of weird. What could he mean by that? What kind of hole?
"I want all of you to go explore it. Team up with a partner and go down there."
I didn't know who I'd wanna team up with. I didn't see anyone I liked. We all headed down to this control room in the school, and there, we paired up. I noticed my dad in the crowd, and quickly asked Mr. Shun if I could team up with him. "Of course. I'd think you'd WANT to team up with your own father." he commented.
As dad and I stood waiting, I saw a few familiar faces in the crowd. Shun said we were all ready to go, so we headed to the end of the school, into this narrow hallway. The hallway opened up as we headed down it, and at the very end was none other than the giant hole Shun had mentioned. The hole was about 8 feet wide, and 8 feet high, if I had to guess. Staring at it made me feel extremely uneasy and creeped out. From the looks of it, the hole led down to a dank and ominous looking cave. Shun held a flashlight up to it, seeing how far the light would illuminate, but it didn't change the pitch blackness that was in the hole. Shun turned and gave us the go ahead to jump down.
Oddly enough, I think this part could relate to me playing Silent Hill lately. In both SH2 and Shattered Memories, there are parts where you have to jump down pitch black, seemingly bottomless pits, just to see where they go.
We all jumped down the hole, and it seemed to take nothing but a second for us to hit the bottom. We didn't get hurt by the fall either. The area we were in was lit by dim illumination coming from florescent rocks scattered around the area. It was a large, rocky place, and had the same creepy feeling as before, though not as bad.
For some reason, I looked over and saw two fictional characters fighting. One was Edward Elric, from Full Metal Alchemist. I couldn't tell who the other guy was, but he was grabbing red hot coal and eating it to power himself up. Those two battled it out, in what seemed like a cutscene, as I had no control over my vision at this part.
After the 'cutscene', I went off into a nearby corridor in the cave which led down to the basement of my own home. There, I saw my dog Brody attacking what looked to be a demon dog. I hid, scared for my life. I heard one of the dogs whimper, but I could tell which it was. I creeped out of my hiding place, and glanced at the laundry room in the basement where I saw the dogs. I didn't see either of them, but I heard panting. I grabbed a nearby blunt object, and slowly walked toward the laundry room, fearing the demon dog would be around the corner to greet me.
I reached the laundry room, and ran around the corner, screaming and throwing the blunt object in front of me. It hit my dog, Brody, who was staring at the Demon Dog's dead body. I felt extremely bad for hitting him with the object, and profusely apologized. Brody turned his head toward me, a blank expression in his eyes.
AND THEN I woke up.
Really odd dream. So many things I could've used to go lucid, but didn't. That's okay though. It was entertaining nonetheless. That cave gave me an extremely bad feeling though, like I would be in danger if I explored it any. Considering I found a demon dog in it, that's not too surprising. Given the choice, I probably wouldn't wanna go back here.

I'm on the run from the police with my dad back home in my hometown. Somehow my dad can fly and I'm on his back. We try to be as silent as possible since there are so many police cars everywhere. We turn in at a country lane only to realize there is already police there, and this fat cop in a white van immediately spots us. For some reason my dad decides to land on a nearby field, and I'm suddenly on my own.
I see the fat cop come running across the field in his high boots all sweaty and breathless screaming "Stay right there!" All of a sudden I know I'm dreaming and I do a RC just to be certain. I try to think what I'm supposed to do when I'm lucid and dream stabilization pops up in my head. As I'm about to do some hand rubbing I look up and the cop is just in front of me. I begin to run, and we just keep running around in a circle on the field while I yell "Stop chasing me, I'm trying to stabilize my dream!" and he keeps saying "Stop in the *gisp* name of the law!" We keep doing this until the dream fades away.

WILD attempts

It is around 4am uk time, I need meet with Windhover. I go into mentally turning left and right until I go into a Wild, but as soon as I roll out of bed I wake, I try this many time and get to different stages of WILDing. I finally get a proper WILD, I walk down the stairs and out of my house, it is dark outside - something is not right - it's nearly ALWAYS light, and I've just walked out onto my street - usually I go to random places. I cannot focus, my vision is all blurry, I can feel my heart pounding in my chest - perhaps I am too excited? 'Clarity NOW' I shout 'CLARITY NOW' I demand again but it is too late everything is fading and I wake

I go back under into a false awakening, or maybe it's a WILD, I'm not sure - I'm excited at trying to dream share with Windy - but then a wall mounted tv switches on in my bedroom (which I do not have in RL) it is a woman reading a news report (I think she was asian looking with long black hair) she is reading a kind of news report, saying how dream sharing can be dangerous - once the link is made there may not be a way to come back - you could be stuck in the astral. WTF? I've never heard about this before, I've always read the opposite - but something about this news report scares me, like I'm on the edge of a dream share - this is real and is going to happen but something very dangerous is afoot. hmmm. I wake.

Na'vi shared?

I am a Na'vi, from the movie Avator - I am sitting inside a some kind of space craft high in the clouds. Another Na'vi is with me , we are going to jump out of the ship, base jump onto one of those flying creatures (I cannot remember the correct name) I am holding a large framed photo or painting in one of my hands. I cannot remember what it is, I just remember that it is a portrait of a guy, he's smiling so that we can see his white teeth - I think he is wearing a cowboy hat!
We are happy because we have found something, something to do with dream control I think - my power/or title is 'the spirit of the Lion'

This is a weird dream and seems somehow out of place - could this have been shared?

Toilet humor

I am sitting on a bench and on the end of the bench is a toilet. A woman uses the toilet next to me, and because of this I got toilet in a hole in the bench, this seems normal somehow - and then I get up, reach past the woman to retrieve some toilet paper. The woman then starts to brush her legs and thighs with what looks like a make-up brush - but she is brushing on some kind of transparent jelly substance on lots of small open scars/wounds. A teacher then comes into the room and explains to us what exactly she is doing, it turns out that she has somekind of rare illness/desease where she has to put this special substance onto the wounds to help them heal.

Ben Folds

I am watching tv with my wife when Ben Folds comes on the tv, he starts singing some thing and it sounds really good live, my wife turns the tv up.

Distracting Baby

I am waiting in a queue with my wife an my daughter who is sitting in her pushchair. A woman is standing next to us and accidentally drops a coin while she is fumbling around in her purse, the coin drops onto my daughter's hand and leaves a mark! She appologises and give my daughter some more coins to play with, one of the coins is a twenty pence piece but 3 times the size of a regular coin. She then gives my daughter her house keys to play with!

Note - this woman seemed similar to the woman I saw in my previous dream warning about dream sharing - could this be the same woman? Could it also be the same woman I saw in the dream I tried to share with Windhover where I saw three woman?

First

I'm with my wife, and we are breaking into a building complex. The door is actually not locked, but we are not welcome. We find our way trough a complex of corridors and stairs, ending up to a laboratory room with three people in it. As we enter the alarm goes of. The doors of the laboratory start closing very slowly, and gas starts pouring in. One of the people in the room says something sarcastic to us. They don't seem to be scared of the gas at all.

My wife rummages trough some drawers and finds a paper. The other people don't do anything to stop us, just offer snide comments. We have more than enough time to leave the laboratory before the doors are finished closing. After getting out of the building we start running.

I think if I was dreaming we could just fly away. Or then again, probably I couldn't fly very well, but jump at least. Then it crosses my head, I am dreaming. I'm not exactly sure so I try jumping. I get a lot higher than I should. Then the scene faids, and is replaced by the blackness behind my eyelids.

There is a feeling of vibrations and some imagery, quite clear but not realistic. I think I should try just going with it, waiting for the vibrations to disappear before trying anything. I don't do any formal technique. At some point I drift to sleep.

Second

I'm in my kitchen with my wife. She is throwing balls up to the ceiling. The ceiling is not solid, it makes a splat and the balls get stuck. I want to try to make the ceiling completely liquid, so that the balls would pass trough. But they just keep splatting, and getting stuck. I jump upward, putting my head trough the ceiling, which offers no resistance. I come down again and ask her to try one more time. The ball, again just splats to the ceiling, maybe a bit deeper this time.

So I went back to sleep after my lucid dream and had a pretty vivid albeit non-lucid dream. I went to a school that was kind of a competition where you'd get points based on what you eat, do, and for some reason, the weight of your car. When I signed up an old man from a movie (not sure if Christopher Walken or someone else) showed me around. I got out some food that we enjoyed, but he told me not to eat it near this little house thing because the teachers in there have good hearing and will get angry if we eat out of class, especially since it wasn't ultra-healthy food. Anyway, I went to the school and done a few tasks and stuff. I was trying to be goody two-shoes when a rather pretty girl came up to me. She had shortish dark red hair. She kind of looked... cool. And interesting. Anyway she offered me five bucks to find a bag of crisps and have the old man from before eat it in front of the thingy with the teachers in it to distract them while she does something. It was to help her friend with a boyfriend or something. Then she offered me ten bucks because I wasn't really persuaded.

But then I thought why the hell not. For once I'll be the badass that doesn't follow the rules. I thought I'd be like Mello from Death Note. Anyway, I accepted, and got the crisps in a well pulled off sneaky manner. Then I "saved" the dream like a game and gave the crisps to her, but some janitor stole the chips and was running for the teachers to tell them we had food in class. He was running as fast as anyone has ever run before. We kept fighting over the crisps. Then he couldn't help himself and started eating them...

Eventually we got caught, so I went back to where I "saved" the dream and tried something else. A few tries later we finally escaped the many people who seemed to want to randomly encounter us while we had the crisps then tell the teachers about it. We drove in a car around this cliff. A crazy and dangerous ride later we ended up in this huge crater like thing that was filled with water and a jet ski. It was so fun to ride in! Then there was a house with a frog inside. It was his home. People would go there to get a special lime drink from him. We both entered and got a drink and ice cream. I also saw some premade jelly mix and decided to start making some jelly so next time me and the girl come back we can have some jelly too. Kinda like a date.

The sad thing is, the dream turned out to be similar to a video game. Once we completed our task, we were destined to get kidnapped. I was going to break free but wouldn't see her until much longer when I collect all the stones and fight the last boss or whatever was going to happen. She was so fun to hang around with and all I wanted was for everything to be normal so we could hang around and get into more fun adventures together. Then the dream kinda ended. Maybe I'll see her again. I hope I can summon her in a lucid dream! We could be dream friends. Aweshum.

After poor rest for a couple days and a major headache I managed to do a WBTB and have some great lucidity.

Plus, I continue to dream of celebrities. At least this time they were naked.


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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I find myself in my old house, the one I grew up in for nearlyall of my adolescence. The living roomis arranged differently, and it’s messier than I would like. I’ve apparentlyjust woken up from a nap or something and I’ve been sleeping on the floor, thepillow and bedmat beneath me testimony to this fact. I am grumpy, and some ofmy disgruntled feelings are directed at my son.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In front of my pillow is his backpack, and seeing as how heisn’t in the room I decide it’s time I check to see what he’s been taking toand from school. I pull the zipper down on the black bag and I am greeted withpapers, folders, and some trash that is not out of place at all among hisstuff. I’m not interested in any of this, and I dig deeper, reaching for whatlies at the bottom of the bag. Here I find some plastic toys, and I pull outpiece after piece of what appears to be a babies toy desighned for teething. Ican’t even fathom why he would be taking so many baby toys to school, brightlycolored and clearly intended for someone much younger than him. All I can do isshake my head in disbelief.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Beyond these pieces of toy I also find a blue plasticdrinking cup, and this literally makes me roll my eyes. I keep finding thesecups everywhere, and I just want it gone. With a flick of my right hand I shootthe cup into the air, intending for it to land a few feet from me, but the fanabove and the air conditioner carry it further towards the middle of the roomwhere it hits Jen on her side as she sleeps in the recliner. She stirs andturns her face towards me, sleepily asking, “What?!” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up, or even for thecup to hit you. It was the fan.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Indeed the fan above is spinning quite fast, though as I saythis I doubt myself, thinking maybe I did mean for it to hit her. I can seethat there’s no way, physically, that the wind from the combined fans couldever send the cup to hit her, especially from the angle with which itdescended. The only thing I can presume is that I did it on purpose.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Next time don’t throw it so hard!” She rolls over to goback to sleep, still covered by the red and green horse blanket.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I look at my hand to wonder how I could have made the cupfly so far, and this induces lucidity. I quickly count my fingers, noting thateverything appears normal. I know I don’tbecome aware of my hands often so I’m pleased to recognize the sign for what itwas. My right hand touches my left and I’m surprised to find my hand is solid,warm, and unyielding. What I see as I turn my hand around almost makes me startleout of the dream.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]On the palm of my left hand I have a sore, almost like adark blister, directly below my little finger. I use my right hand to squeezeit and it bursts like a large pimple, pus and blood squirting into my righthand. I’m disgusted but I don’t feel sick despite what I have done, and myfirst thought is to grab a tissue to clean up the mess. I know I’m dreaming yetI look around to make sure no one has seen me, feeling slightly embarrassed tohave a burst hand-pimple. A vague thought about a magician crosses my mind butI can’t seem to find anything to connect it to.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I head to my bedroom, the one down the hall and on the left,just where it had been when I grew up. The bed and walls are primarily thesame, as are some of the belongings, but the shelves along the west wall arevery different. I had put shelves up once in real life but the shelves I’mseeing are sunk into my wall. Boxes line them from one end to the other, andspringy black coils stick out of a couple of them.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]It turns out that when I left my old job I took quite a fewof the binding supplies with me. Black binding coils of every size fill theshelves, though this causes me no great concern. What does surprise me is thatI have a box of the special order vinyl pockets we used for maps and largedrwaings, and it is full. These vinyl pockets were quite expensive, I remember,and I feel surprised I took them at all. Still, they are quite useful. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As I flip through them, using my finger to page themone-by-one, someone behind me asks, “What will you do when you run out?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Oh, I don’t know. I guess I could just ask Curt to get me afew. He still works there.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“How many would you get?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Not more than five at most.” I say this knowing I wouldn’twant him to get in trouble and that five seemed a reasonable number to walkaway with.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I stand up from my kneeling position and let my gaze passover the shelves towards the door to my room, slightly closed. Something lookswrong with it and at first I’m unsure if it’s crooked. As I stare I realize itis indeed slanted, and I walk up to it with greater curiosity. When I approach theproblem becomes clear. Someone has attached the hinges of the door directly tothe wall using drywall mounts that are starting to pull out of the wall. Themounts don’t look like the usual hooks that spread out on the inside of a wall,appearing instead like translucent plugs that merely push into a hole.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I think to myself, “I can fix that. Not today, but somedaysoon.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk back into the living room and stand near the back ofthe recliner chair. I can see my bed-mat in the far corner, and my son is on mypillow with his head, his butt sticking up in the air.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Son, get off my pillow!” I don’t shout but the tone in myvoice suggests he should comply quickly. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]To my right and in front of me is a large TV, almost like asmall movie screen, and it is showing an old black and white movie starringBruce Willis and Michael Caine. Both men are detectives trying to find amurderer, and both men are naked. They hold a conversation in a room with apotted plant and a small upholstered bench, their penises dangling from side toside as if in perpetual motion.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My scene shifts and I am co-host on a talk show, though Ifeel slightly underdressed in my tank-top and shorts. Still, none of theaudience seems to mind so I just go with it. Behind me is a platform with lotsof colored lights and what appears to be a game-show set, though I can’t figureout what the game is. It seems unimportant as I realize I’m standing next tothe special guest, Bruce Willis.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I look up at him and I become lucid again. I know I’mdreaming because there’s no way this could ever happen, especially not with methis close to him dressed so casually. What especially catches my eye is howhandsome he is, and I know he doesn’t look this good in real life. The man nextto me is tall, has good hair, is smiling charismatically, and looks great in hisblue jeans and white button-down shirt.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I hug him with strength and passion, smelling him as I feelhis body heat transfer to me through our clothes. He feels good, real good, andI sink down to his knees, still hugging his leg. I look up at him as I turnaround, my left hand coming up and stroking him right beneath the crotch withthe gentlest touch against the bulge in his pants. At this moment I so wantsomething to happen between us. He doesn’t flinch, and I take this as a sign ofhis acceptance towards future actions.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Remembering my role as a host I make the connection that Ineed to please my audience, and this makes me think of my friend Chris. I knowhe would want to see Bruce Willis in person, though I suspect I could never getthe two to meet directly even after my crotch-stroking experience. I decide Ican do the next best thing and I conjure two audience passes out of thin air. Imake sure they both have the correct wording on them and then I send them offinto the ether. Glancing into the audience I see he has arrived and is sittinga few rows behind the platform where I am still clinging to Bruce’s leg. Ismile and wave at him.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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A simple dream, though an interesting one.


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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Curt was driving his truck. I knew this because he passed meon the road headed to the farm bank.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“See?” I said to someone I was with. “There’s Curt with histruck. He’s always willing to help out when someone needs it. “[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Curt worked at the Subway located in the small buildingadjacent to where Terminix used to be back in the 80’s. He was walking out ofthe building with his wife, one arm wrapped around her shoulder. He lookedhappy to be off work.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I need some sandwiches and a truck.” I was in a hurry toget my task done. I hoped the desperation in my voice would convince him of myserious need.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Hey, M-A-B! Here you go. The truck’s in the back lot.” Hegestured over his shoulder in the direction of the back parking lot, slightlybeyond a chain-link fence, and then tossed me a set of keys. He continuedwalking with his wife, presumably towards her car and a night out on the town.He was smiling the whole time, and I was happy that he hadn’t changed in theyears since we stopped working together.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I was so happy not to be driving my own vehicle. I left theSubway and almost immediately I found myself on a country road, lined mostly byfarms and occasional homes obscured by clumps of oak trees. Around this timethe truck I was driving switched from being Curt’s to a rental vehicle, atleast in my mind.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I was driving along a road I identified as Steck, butinstead of the busy multi-lane road which exists in real life the road was asingle lane track constructed on a dirt berm designed to prevent flooding. Theroad was probably six or seven feet higher than the surrounding land which wasmostly dry scrub and fields that had been allowed to go fallow. Along each sideof the road was a steep pitch that dipped a few inches below the level of theadjacent fields, creating a small ditch just big enough to prevent mostvehicles from properly descending the hill. I was glad I was driving a rentedJeep Grand Cherokee because I didn’t want to hurt my vehicle going over thatditch. I knew I would drive my front fender directly into the ground had Idecided to drive off the road.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Since I’m in this Jeep I’m going to give it a try.” I don’tknow who I was speaking to. There was someone else with me but they weren’timportant enough to have a face or a name. I turned the wheel and drove rightoff the road, bouncing down the hill and then leveling out, a feat I could nothave done with any other vehicle, including my own. I was glad I made it butnow I had to drive through the scrub field and on through a patch of woods. Iwasn’t sure I could make it the whole way.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]When I came to the woods I chose a path which looked thinwith vegetation, comparatively, and simply stepped on the accelerator, hopingmy momentum would carry me through any rough spots. I bounced through someweeds and splashed over a foot-deep pond of muck before going up a slight rise.Here I rumbled over the train tracks and on into Doc’s Back Yard, though itlooked more like Freddie’s Place, an indoor/outdoor restaurant and bar locatedin south Austin. The outdoor seating was surrounded by tall oaks reaching 50feet plus, creating a nice shaded area perfect for an afternoon beer.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Instead of enjoying the food or drinks I got out of thevehicle and walked straight through to the front parking lot. I needed to getto the post office across the street, though I could no longer find my package.I figured the logical place to find what I’d lost was the dumpster to my rightand I opened the metal lid on the big metal box. The trash was unusually cleanto come from a restaurant and I had no trouble searching through it, locatingseveral things I wanted but had accidentally thrown out. Unfortunately I couldnot find my package, and I gave up my search feeling sad. Still, I had threerecord albums to listen to and I wanted to go show them to my friend David. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I left the dumpster and headed towards the street, but thetraffic was too intense to cross. I knew I needed a car to get there so Iwalked to a nearby white Toyota and opened the door, figuring whoever itbelonged to wouldn’t mind because they parked it in a public place. I knew thishappens every day in the city.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I couldn’t find the keys to the car but I figured all thesenew modern cars had a button to start them so I began searching around thebuttons on the center console. I found the A/C, the radio, and the charger, butI never could find one for ignition. I began to get mad and decided I wouldsteal all the coins from the little compartment between the seats. Let’s seethem use a parking meter now, I thought.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I heard a loud sound on the window and turned to find a guywho looked like a dirty bum except he wore an apron. I wasn’t sure if he ownedthe car or just wanted to get in and go for a ride, but I didn’t want to findout either way. He was starting to drool on the window and that made me want toget out of there.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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This dream had many of my common dream signs in it, and I finally used my lucidity for a really good cause.


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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m in my house, but it’s not the usual location or layout.I am in a house on a nearby street that leads up the hill to the top of theridge. The house is white, small, and has a wide front porch that is surroundedby an old metal railing.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the middle of the front porch is a toilet, the onlyfacility in the house. I walk up and use it just like I was sitting in myprivate bathroom, though I can see the street and people on it as they walk by.I even wave to one of my neighbors as she passes walking her dog. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]After using the toilet I walk out front of the house. Jen isgoing to use the toilet and she is upset that people can see her. I’m lookingat the house from the front and I actually can’t see her as the bamboo screenthat shields the house from the sun is rolled down, blocking my view. However,as I walk to the east side of the porch I finally see the trouble; the screendoesn’t cover the side of the porch, and anyone walking by could easily see thetoilet and anyone using it as they approach from that side of the house.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Waving my hands at Jen and telling her not to use the toiletuntil I find something to block the view, I run back up onto the porch. The first thing I find is a 6-foot long pieceof plywood. It’s wide enough that I can place it over the gap on the side ofthe porch and block the view. I even place my hands on my hips in asatisfactory manner, feeling like I solved the problem. Even then I knew itcould only be a temporary solution.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Shortly following my success I notice the air outside hasbecome chilly, and something in me tells me that it is winter. Jen wants me tohang some wreathes for the season, and I grab the biggest one to take outside.It is solidly made, probably a good four feet across, and considerably heavy.It hangs from some kind of hook though I can’t see it. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Jen wants me to hang it on the metal railing of the porch,just above the boxwoods, and I lean in to mount it. I notice that all thesurfaces are covered by ice, as though a recent ice storm coated everything ina layer of frozen precipitation. I reachup to brush off the ice with my glove and have to stop abruptly when I realizeI have knocked a Monarch butterfly out of the ice. It’s slightly frozen, butstill alive, and has landed on top of the bushes.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I reach to pick it up and as I hold it in my hand I becomelucid. The butterfly becomes even more intricate with detail and color thanbefore, and I stare dumbfounded at the super life-like visual. The poor creatureis struggling to get onto its legs and out of the frost, occasionally moving awing as it tries to recover.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I feel so sympathetic to this poor creature that I nearlykilled, and my first instinct is to hold it close to my body and breathe warmair over it. I know the heat of my breath can keep it from dying, and as I holdit close I start pouring my heart into it. I can feel waves of emotion leapingout of my chest, like a physical pressure, and as it fills the butterfly it beginsto flutter and shake with energy as though electrified.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I open my hands but it does not fly away. Instead it justsits there and gently flaps its wings every few seconds, as though trying outits body to make sure everything works. Some thought inside my mind fills mewith an overwhelming urge to take the butterfly swimming, despite the coldweather outside, and I walk with it in hand to the back yard. I walk right upto the edge of the in-ground pool and step in, water pouring over me and thebutterfly.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The splash is quite a shock, and as I surface I find thecreature is still in my hand. It seems just as fine as me, and I realize I wastesting our ability to breathe in the water. Like me, the butterfly is notaffected by water and can breathe just fine above or below the surface. This isthe first time I’ve ever encountered another dream entity that could share myabilities. I want to talk to it but I merely give it a smile and watch it flyoff.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I make myself dry and walk back into the house by way of arear bedroom with a sliding glass door. I know it belongs to my son, and forsome reason his floor is covered with dead and dry leaves. I’m a little upsetby this, how he always has a messy room, and my best guess is that he left theoutside door open for several days. I head to the front of the house, shufflingthrough leaves as I go, and I’m amazed that anyone in the house would choose tolive like this.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Out through the living room and past the porch potty I makemy way to the front steps. I encounter an annoying neighbor, or friend of a neighbor,and he seems to want to taunt me. He is a thin man with curly red hair perchedon top of his head. His chin is pointy and he wears a thick grey turtlenecksweater that doesn’t disguise his overly thin neck. I hate him immediately.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He begins telling me about a party going on down the streetthat I haven’t been invited to, and something about him being better because heknows the people. I reply that I do indeed know those people, they are myneighbor, and their daughter, Ctharlina (yes, I spelled that right, as it was in the dream), is in my daughter’s class at school. Hesays there’s no way my daughter can know theirs, she isn’t nearly old enough,and I have to point out to him that they’ve been going to school together nowfor three years. He scoffs and turns away as if scolded in public. I assume he’sjust some snooty guy from somewhere east, and I don’t give a shit about hisopinion.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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dream #1
i wake up to haley (the girl i like) and shelae (a really good friend of mine) walking in my room they start to talk i cant hear anything there saying its like the audio cable was unpluged then everything starts to melt away and i wake up...

Anyway - after phoning my gf (goldfish / girlfish) at 2am, a passing thought thought - "Hah, perfect opportunity to lucid dream", so rather than get up and work - I let myself go to sleep. I had a wonderful dream that ended off with hiking up a mountain. I was chasing a horse up the mountain, then on a really steep part, I called to the horse, and it came and nuzzled up aainst me. It felt very warm and comfortin. It was an old and decrepit horse,and I felt slightly sorry for it.

Then woke up and realized that I wanted to go back to the horse dream, which made me consider the concept of dreaming. I then thought about whether what I was currently experiencing was real or dreaming, and I held up a CD with my hands and looked deep within it, and realized that if I looked through my eyes that I could see my hands sometimes and sometimes not, and that was my clue that I was dreaming. So I then said –how do they say one can astral project – and I attempted to extract myself from my body. It was kinda slushy and I was pulled back to my body – so I then raised my astral legs and leapt from my body – and it peeled away with a treacle-slow sensory pop. I was then next too my bed, and remembered how as a kid I used to see myself from a distance. So I gently shifted to the top corner of the room, and viewed myself and the room. There was no cord from me to my body. I noted how bright everythin was after usin lucidity up. In examining myself I saw myself lying on the bed with my hands curled, just poking from the blankets– and made a mental note of their position. I then went on a fact findin mission to discover how close this world was to the real world.

I went to a window into the room next door, and pushed my way through the window. There was a kindof sticky resistance to doin so. The next room was full of herbs of various sorts, and I was makin mental notes of the species so I could come and check on them once awake. They were very real to me, and I was surrounded by a series of lass rooms with herbs in each room. I then became aware of my gentle snoring. That was reassuring. The snoring of my physical self reminded me that I was alive and all riht. Also it reminded me of how few people my age die in their sleep, so I was quite safe. As I listened to myself snoring, I felt myself rushing back to my body. There was nothing I could do to prevent myself from wakin up.

Some notes: Although the room was similar – it was not the same. Althouh there I was lying there my hands curled up – they were not in exactly the same position. They were more apart when I woke up. The window I went through is not in the room, and neither are all the herb rooms. That means when astral-travellin – we are still travellin through dream space –not actual space. That I could hear myself snoring – and that my travels were silent – suggests that there is a hybrid space. When our conscious brain is awake – our hearin brain is awake too. They are linked, hence my hearin myself snore. I was able to shift consciousness between my hands (physical) and my hands (perceived), and similarly one can shift awareness between the two states in terms of hearing – probably, as I was not aware of sound. This actually says a lot about awareness: That maybe in waking life, there is something doin the perceiving. What is that something perceiving when we are awake, and what space is it perceiving when we are awake but focused thus not aware of the sounds of the outside world???

There is also some consideration about when we astral travel – that we are travelers through a dream space – a stream of consciousness projected by our unconscious. If I went through the same space aain, it would not be the same. Hence the lucidity up. Its just generating what it feels like, or perhaps what it wants us to see. People who have NDE experience leaving their body. I think it is likely just the same. They are projecting in a dream state what the room is around them, and are able to hear and have some perception of their body – but not true sight – enerated sight. Could it be that the subconscious dream mind requires less energy – so as we die and run out of energy, then our mind defaults to the dream mind. When people “experience heaven” they say they hear people calling them, and they feel themselves rushing back to their body. It was the shifting of awareness to the physical that brought me back to my body. It may be the same with NDE – a shifting back to awareness of the body. This throws doubt on the whole after-life experience that people have… still just a generation of the mind! Still a question of what is perceiving the dream / awake state though.
Enough ruminating – 4.40 and its time for work!
p.s. my g key was kinda stuck in case u didn't notice