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In which we cook a salamander...

My mom is cooking a three foot long, fat salamander on a flat iron skillet. It was supposed to have been double pithed before the frying began, but the salamander keeps twitching violently and trying to run off the hot surface. She grabs it by its tail, flips it over and starts cooking it on the other side. It struggles to get off the skillet and makes a horrible sound.

My uncle A and I are standing in the kitchen. "I don't think it's brain dead," I tell her.

"It's just reflexes. Like when you chop the head off a snake," she answers.

But we're not so sure. The thing looks like it is suffering terribly. I imagine being slowly fried on a skillet, first belly down then back down.

"We're all going to hell," I tell them.


In which I fall into a river...

My uncle A and I are walking along a roaring river through a national forest. I slip and fall into the water. For a while, I tumble over rocks and alternately submerge completely under the water then bob up again for air. The river bends, and it is shallow enough that I'm able to ride the current into a flat faced rock wall. I grab hold of a few protrusions and shout at a man on top for help. He pulls me up, and I feel incompetent that I wasn't able to scale the wall.

From the top, I look down again and see that my uncle A has also jumped into the river after me. The man who rescued me and I run along the bank until A manages to grab hold of a big boulder in another section of the river. We are able to reach him and pull him over some rocks back to land. But in the process, he pulls a muscle in his leg and can't walk easily.

We stumble back to the cabin, but I know that our vacation is now ruined.

In which I meet some friends and their dog...

There was a lot to do with dogs and an adventure, but all I remember is that at some point I was sitting in a hut on a trail when a family with a dog entered. There was a grandmother, a mother and a toddler with a pit bull. I heard the grandmother call the toddler "A--" and I realized that the little girl was the daughter of a friend of mine. I asked if the dog's name was "P---" and they said it was. Then I asked where the little girl's parents were. Turns out these people were her aunt and grandmother. It didn't make much sense to me because I'd met the girl's grandmother and this woman was not her, but people have complicated family networks so I let it go.

At some point, the girl's father (my friend EP) walked in with a couple of German shephers. I had Lucy with me, and we started talking about something important. The whole feeling was somber.

I had a lot of dreams last night that I can't remember.

Last night I had a dream that I was in a 20 person bank robbery for the final amount of hopefully $1,000,000. The reason for this was that we were trying to stabilize orphanages in the area. One of the characters, who reminded me of Drew Bailey, had taken on leadership for our team without much resistance. He was a strong guy. I'm a support, not a leader.

We had already gotten control of the money and now had hostages. We were trying to find a way back outwards of the bank.

He provided cases of weapons. I took a large one handed revolver, some sort of weird sci-fi automatic energy rifle (that did exactly nothing to everyone), and an RPG. As we went up the first stair case, there were some glass doors with police cars lined up outside. The leader-guy looked at me and said, “Are you ready for the first strike?”

He threw open the door and I jumped back and shot the rocket launcher out, but it went over the cars and passed them, and he slammed the door and shook his head. I was going to have to do better than that if we wanted to win this.

We headed to the right into a lobby, where we proceeded to look for places to settle in. A few times we pushed the police back and off the property with our various weapons. Among our team were some different people. A tenacious, ginger Irish girl with many freckles, that aforementioned leader-character, and even Brooks. There seemed to be someone of every nationality in the dream.

As we pushed back the police, I began to run out of ammo and ran back to get some more from the cases and bring back to everybody. As I ran a girl called to me, “Hey!”

I kept running and didn't take note of her other than the fact that she had blonde hair and blue eyes. After a bit I came back and continued into the fray.

At one part the Irish girl took some of the people with her down some stairs and later came back up hoping to regroup in the main room. About this time, a super muscular guy came in through the front door. Many shots were fired and his body mass deflected them. Suddenly, I said aloud, “Let's confuse him!”

I meant by scrambling about the room looking for hiding spots. Unfortunately, as soon as I did this, a blue glow began emanating from the man's head. He was reading our minds.

I immediately said to the person beside me, “Let's think opposite things!”

“Why?” he replied.

I looked at him severely, “I don't know! It always works in comics!”

We began to think about all kinds of things, but none of them the opposite. Small mammals and cakes. Watermelon. The man just stared at us and took in all that we thought of. At one point, the other guy thought of some 80's song that at one point said, “Lay down. . .” and I thought of that metal song, “Lay Down” that I heard in Guitar Hero III that one time.

So I thought of that song, and before long our villain was singing loudly and listening to everything we thought of, and so I thought he should now go and give every person in the world a hand-shake. He promptly set out to doing this and began shaking the hands of the police in the crowd.

We had a small break, and the civilians had now begun to form a wall. There was a wall of police who had now simply given up, waiting for the next big baddy, and then a wall of civilians in the grass. Our intention was to show the police that if they wanted to leave, they may. But they did not. They believed in our cause.

Then there was us, behind the civilians.

After a bit, a short German woman came riding up the hill, with slick black hair. She spoke with a heavy German accent and was riding along on a small motorized vehicle beside a big black box. We crouched and prepared, and took aim. She raised her hand and said, “Relax. It's one of your own skins.”

She opened the box and inside lay the ginger-headed Irish girl. I remained skeptical at a distance, while the others crowded to say things to her. That same blonde haired girl looked at me from the box and turned to our leader and said, “Look at him. He doesn't even care. He's a traitor. If he hadn't run away earlier, this wouldn't have happened.”

He looked back at her and replied, harshly, “He didn't run away. He ran to get ammo. Earlier, when you ran out of ammo and I tossed you a mag when that SWAT fella was right on top of you? That mag came from him. He resupplied us.”

She looked at me, ever watchful and ever doubtful of my intentions. The German lady still watched with an maudlin stare. I wondered what she was up to, but the girl asked me to at least come say a few words to the Irish girl. So I walked over, looked at the German woman, and then put my hand down on the Irish girl's head from above, and then down to her shoulder. “You were brave. You did what you had to do, and you didn't give up. You died for this cause, and that death won't be pointless. We'll win this for yo-” and at this point, the ginger's green eyes began to flutter.

I looked at the German lady, and she immediately pull out a knife and began swinging towards me, and I jumped away from the first one. As she came around for a second glance, the knife was shot out of her hand and her hand began to bleed. She screamed and looked at us, admitting loudly that she wasn't here to get us. She was a policewoman who had been set up to this. She didn't really believe we were evil. She was just doing her job.

We pulled her from her vehicle and placed her among the civilians where she began to cry, quietly. One of the other civilians tried to talk to her. Once she sat down, the Irish girl sat up. She was completely naked at this point, for some reason. I was sitting on the curb and looked towards her to see this, then quickly away and started conversation with the person to my right, attempting to just pretend I hadn't just learned of the Irish girl's clear disclosure policy.

After a bit of sitting around doing nothing, I found myself in a conversation with an African American man in his mid 30's, and he was with his small daughter of maybe 4. The man was sitting on the back of a truck, leaning against the door-flap, and playing with his daughter. She was on the ground below.

He said, “Honey, what was that thing you always got at McDonalds you never wanted me to tell anyone?” and he smiled. I knew that he was just playing around with her to help relieve the fact that it was such a stressful time.

She shook her head and smiled back?

He continued, “What was it? Come on, let's tell the nice people! They'll think it's funny!”

She giggled and still shook her head.

About this time, another African American man in the background came by standing in a Volkswagen sort of van, and he had a woman with him. He was waving to us and the civilians and I got the impression he was some big celebrity. He had this huge white grin and these huge white sunglasses. I figured he might just be passing by to try and cool tensions. He was much loved, so maybe we would all calm if we saw someone we trusted.

As he passed, time began to slow down. I saw it coming and didn't have time to react. He reached below him and pulled out a pistol, and when he raised up, shot the father playing with his daughter directly in the back. Blood flew out and the daughter screamed, and I grabbed her and placed her back a bit and went over to help the father. I tried to talk to him, but he was gone before I got there. I figured maybe the shot went through something pretty important, but I'm no medical expert.

I ran over and grabbed the cart that the before unconscious Irish girl was in and pushed it towards the van that had now stopped. I pushed it while leaning on it with my elbow and occasionally raised up for a few shots and hid back down. The man now pulled out a machine gun and was mowing down my cart, while I hid behind it and pushed towards him.

As I got close to the cart, I dropped to the ground and crawled around to the side door. I shoved it open and jumped in, then went through another door towards the front. Directly after, the girl who was present raised a gun and started to shoot back, and I immediately shot her between the eyes and killed her. She slumped over into the celebrity man's arms. He looked at me daftly. “Did you just shoot her?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“She was a hostage!”

I cringed even though I had immediate aim on the man.

“Now that's funny.” he said, with a golden tooth showing through in his smile.

He raised up and smacked my pistol to the side and I backed through the door as a shot was fired through it. I went to the edge and hung out the side of the van by an arm as shots came through, then reached back in and fired back a few rounds.

That's when I woke up. And it was getting so interesting, too!

03/01/2012 - 23:57 PM


I'ts really hot in my room, the air is thick and sweating is just a natural consequence of being in there. Curiously, i cant sleep so well, probably im too tired to try.

First, i keep repeating those mantric words in my head: "i will wake up after every dream", just to focus my mind in what sould i do.

Honestly, i didn't knew what the f*** i was trying to do. Though, it was a WILD.


03/02/2012 - ??:?? AM


I'm not sweating,
but it itches everywhere as my patience goes down the sink.
It is a REAL mess, like i'm already laid down for a half hour straight and a tiny-weenie fly shatters all my hard work.

After three consecutive failures, i change my position and promise myself i will do a reality check in my dream.

---A little perspective of the Dream---

There is this...Gap. I can't tell precisely where i did the RC, but i did; Yet the dream was the most unstable thing i've ever dreamed of, perhaps the cause was the combination of hours in front of the PC, plus the tiredness and the fact that i woke up late for work and couldn't write anything down in my physical journal.
I swear i tried to write it down, but it was just a waste, i was in hurry and "relax and remember" were a joke at the moment.

Now, to the mistery, what was going on...My dream

---Inside the Dream---

~It came to life.

A gigantic-big-as-hell-mostruous-gigantic train.

The railroad, was made of Jacarandá and Gold
My friend Roberta and i was inside the room.
The day is bright, the sky is blue, yet in her eyes i can see the insecurity of this situation.
As always, she wants sex. Nothing personal, i'm a love deity in this world after all.
I look at my fingers, they are blurry.
"Maybe i'm a little drunk, thats all"
Theres a big clock in the room. It's past 5.
Theres a big sun in the sky. It's 1 PM.
"Oh" i said.
Theres a big clock in the room. It's 1 o'clock
The sun vanished. The world is in full darkness.
That was just me, trying my powers. Now that im almighty.
The train now is a castle, there is lots and lots and lots of masonic symbolism.
There is another girl, Glenda. I rush to take her
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03/02/2012 - 07:26 AM

Mom: "You are late"

My dream was lost.Forever.

Short fragment. I remember being at a speech and debate tournament. Right after the first round, the time was 11:50 PM. I panicked because it was so late. And we still had another round to do. It was surprisingly only a little dark outside. There was this platform suspended in the air to get to the second round. We had to walk out and turn on the first staircase. I went to the second to see if my mum was here. I was told to go back to the first staircase. I accidentally went up the second one. D:

I was standing in a hallway facing 2 doors and an archway to another hallway. Just at that time, a woman came out of the leftmost door and walked into the middle. People followed behind her dressed in medieval clothing. She shouted, "Okay, party's over!" All of the people dressed up walked to the right door with sad looks on their faces.

I remembered 2 dreams last night. In the first dream, there is a father and a daughter, and I am observing them. They are brunettes, the daughter is in her 20s I would guess and the father appears in his 50s or 60s. He is very tall and thin, and has a receding hair line. It is the daughter's birthday, and for her birthday the father has a special surprise. He says he is going to take her somewhere and show her what her present is. He leads her into a miniature passenger airplane. It is unlike a normal plane in that it is very tall and wide, but also very short. The passenger area, which is empty, is a big dome and it has a bench on the side and a big circular thing in the middle but I am unsure what the thing is for, just that it is not for the passengers. The daughter and father are in the cockpit and the father is flying the plane, they go over the ocean to some other country, and the daughter is very excited to go there and enjoys the ride very much. Along the way, the father asks her what she thinks of the plane. She is smart and notices several safety flaws in the design, and says that the plane is not designed to last and will probably malfunction after only a few flights. The father is upset by this news as the plane was her gift. He says as much and she seems a bit upset by the news, since she really needed a regular car to get around, she says it won't be any good for this and so the father says he will try and return the airplane. They fly back home and the father goes to a shop, it's dirty and small much like a mechanic's shop and he finds a short man, with short black hair and tells him that the airplane is not working well and that it did not go very far, the man replies that he saw the tracker going over California so surely it must have been working just fine. The daughter walks in and mentions the country they went to, which only makes the father's case worse of course, so he is unable to return the plane.

In the other dream, I am looking into my mouth, from the perspective of the back of my mouth (as though I had eyes back in my throat). I examine a spot that is bothering me on the left side and I find some bright green film growing on my gumline, I am able to move the tissue to see more deeply and I find even more green film along the bottom of my mouth. I then notice some bright blue film in the front left side of my mouth also growing, this is covering a lot of my gums and teeth and I realize that the entire side of my mouth is completely covered in either blue or green. When I see this I decide i need to see a dentist immediately. Shortly after this, I wake up.

I AM CURSON. I AM PURSAN.

I am in a great cavern riding around an abyss screaming at demon worshippers. I am riding on Jo, my astral pet, a great black beast. I have the head of a lion, and Psyborg, the Horn of Curson, and my Whipsnake.

I just tried to move into the room with the paintings to make the task, made the portal, jump, i'v just a bit to see a room, but my legs stuk in the portal((((

I haven't logged anything in my online DJ so I figured it was about time

I was in some large, Asian-themed, hotel type building. There were a lot of beds spread around the rooms and they were all just mattresses on the floor, some with short legs but others with none at all. I was walking around the rooms which were separated by thin, wood walls with a distinct Asian style to them. There were sliding doors on either side of the walls and they were held open the entire time. There were a few people in the beds but more were empty than filled. I walked through one of the doorways and into the next room which was filled with my friends from our local ski/snowboard club. I leaned over to one of the beds and picked up my snowboard. I looked at the base and noticed there were a lot of scratches and dings in it but nothing major.

Then I looked at the tip which was completely disfigured. It was completely bent and torn to all hell, completely unrepairable. I looked at it a little disgruntled but figured I could fix it. I grabbed the tip and started bending it back and forth to try and get rid of some of the dings. Even though it was completely ruined I was convinced I could fix it so I kept bending it and eventually it got almost straight and flat but was still rather wavy. I figured it was good enough and set the board down and got in one of the beds. I fell asleep





I was in a mall-type structure with a large amount of other people. After walking through it for a minute I was certain is was indeed a shopping mall. I had overheard some other people talking about a "candy room" which piqued my interest. I started to walk around the top floor (2nd) of the mall looking in all the shops and stores looking for this "candy room." I'm not normally a huge fan of candy and prefer chocolate over it anyway, but this really got me interested for some reason. I made a complete circle on the second floor and, after not finding anything, went back down to the first floor using one of the elevators. Once there I got out and turned to the left and ended up sitting on a bench outside what seemed like a salon. It reminded me of a haircut place combined with bed bath & beyond.

I looked at the entrance from the bench and noticed a fair amount of children coming out, most around the age of 12 or so and they all seemed intoxicated. They were leaning on each other, talking and laughing, slurring their words, and nearly falling over. I believed this to be the doing of the candy and got up walking into the store. In the back I saw another kid walk towards a hallway with a mirror at the end. I followed him and once I got to the back of the store by the mirror I noticed it was a hall of mirrors. I could see the kid running through each mirror but it was rather dark and hard to make out details. There was an opening to the left and I walked through it only to be stopped the little kid. He gave me a funny look and just walked past me and out of the store.

I continued through the hall of mirrors and it seemed to be a straight hallway with no corners or anything. When I got to the end I turned to the left and noticed a stairway. I went up the stairs and they ended in a small room with translucent windows looking out into the rest of the mall. There was my friend Bruce sitting on a couch around a table along with another kid whom I did not recognize. There was a small end table in the middle with a box of chocolates on it. Bruce and the other kid were occasionally taking one and eating it, talking about something I could not hear. I walked over to them and Bruce greeted me warmly while the other kid just sat there looking at me, but not giving me any mean look.

I sat down and after a minute or so an older person came in through the door right next to the windows. He looked to be about 30 and had a 5 O'clock shadow despite it being only about noon. He came in and handed a packet of papers to the other kid I did not know. He proceeded to give us some sort of ultimatum but I can't remember any of what he said.

The next thing I knew I was on the stage in our school auditorium with the entire cast of the musical currently in production at our school (I play in the pit). My friend Bryce (not Bruce) was there as well as many others, about 40, and we were all facing the audience as if we had just finished a show with people bowing and whatnot, but there was nobody in the audience. I then noticed the same end table in the middle of the stage with a pizza box on it. I walked over to it and opened the box only to find a fresh pepperoni pizza in it! I grabbed a piece and took a bite. Not bad! I turned to Bryce and told him he should get some. I turned around to look at the box again and he grabbed a piece though there were 3-4 pieces missing but I didn't really care about it. My recall kind of sputtered out here and I'm not sure if the dream ended or I just forgot the rest but I definitely don't remember anything else

This one happened a couple days ago, haven't bothered myself to come write it down here until just now.

Anyways, I don't remember all of this one. There a bits and pieces in between, like for some reason I'm at a convention of some sort in a university in my city with one of my parents. Though the rest is rather blurry up until the end of the dream

We're leaving the convention and walking along the outer wall around to the back of the university. My father is talking with my mom about something and then, I guess my mom is watching the news, tells us to be careful as there was someone who was killed by a car swerving off the road straight into the concrete wall of the university near where we were walking.
It's around here I remember teleporting to my house (though, it seems nobody was able to notice me, like I was invisible to them) and see the wreck on the news. They give their goodbyes and me and my father keep walking when we come across the crash site. There was really no noticable difference about the area, you probably wouldn't even know a car had crashed there if we weren't just told about it.
Standing in this area, there's about 9-12 people standing in front of a slightly risen walkway along the edge of the wall, these people were standing, looking away from this area, with there heads down. They were wearing formal clothing and there were flowers on the ground. As my father and I walked by on this risen walkway, we stopped and gave our condolences. We decide to get onto ground level so we could be at eye-level with these people ( me jumping over the guard rail on the walkway, my father walking down the walkway fully and walking over )
Just as my father is about to talk some more, there's a noticably loud rumble of a plane. We all look up and notice a black jet, flying very low. I start to walk backwards pretty quickly still watching the jet and finally decide to turn my back and run to hide under the risen walkway ( The opening here just big enough to crawl under and bring your legs close to your chest.
Just as I get myself settled under here, we all notice the plane drop a bomb from it, which plants itself firmly into the ground. The bomb didn't seem to react to this, as the plane was probably too close, but just as I heard my father start to say "What the sh-" The bomb then explodes, though all I see is dust, coming towards me.
I remember from here I started to think "Is this really real? This seems like a dream" At this moment I had my eyes closed and when I opened them, I noticed a lot of dust covering the area.
A couple seconds here and I woke up. Not sure if I woke up because of starting to become lucid or what though.

Can't say I remember much. I haven't for a while. There was a spaceship, and some sort of lounge or living room that had dark lights in it, but nothing really sticks out. I'll have better recall tonight more than likely. I'm also reading a book on lucid dreaming, so hopefully I can pull out useful advice and techniques from it.

I borrow my friend Paul's cadillac cts-v, and I drive out of his neighborhood completely in reverse...but it isn't his real neighborhood because I remember it taking quite a long time to get out. Once out on the main road I call my little brother, who somehow has a brand new dodge challenger, and tell him that I have the cadillac and we should race. Immediately after I get off the phone I see him in front of me, behind a semi truck. I floor it, knowing he would see me, and he does, but as he speeds up around the semi he clips the back end and has a horrible wreck, I believe he flipped multiple times. At some point in the crash the challenger changes back to his real car, a mustang. I remember being extremely worried, but as soon as I started to worry I saw him standing next to the car, totally unharmed. The police arrive and somehow search his car, which I remember being flattened. They find a brick of hash in his car! I sit in the police car with the cop and my brother, having a friendly conversation about something or other, and the cop ends up taking us to Wendys. We all got the law enforcement discount.

#1 - Moving Too Fast [Non-Lucid]

This dream was fairly long, but I really only remember the stuff that happened near the end. I remember that my dad's car had been rigged to explode and some guy had the detonator to set it off whenever he pleased, but we had removed it from our parking lot so we weren't worried. And yes - I said parking lot. We were living in some big fancy house that I'm totally unfamiliar with, but I could see through the window out back to where we had our own tiny parking lot with five or six cars parked in it. Clearly we were well off in this dream! I went into one of the bedrooms and saw a lot of random people, mostly people from my high school but other people too, just hanging around a TV which a bunch of game systems connected to it. I sat down and joined them, and we were testing some new device that lets you play Xbox 360 games on any system. (But with what purpose? ) It stopped working properly when we tried to use it with a Dreamcast, though. I don't remember what I said next, but this one girl, C, that I've known since elementary school decided to take my idea and make an X-rated video game with it. I remember them discussing briefly how it needed to be virtual reality, and I believe I saw an image of a naked woman in front of me, but then they started talking about how they would need to sacrifice a large number of some small animal to make it happen. Someone who I didn't quite recognize at first (and may have just been really hazy in general) gets up and says they refuse to take part in that, and left the room. I just stared in the direction he left in for a minute, and then I thought to myself, hold on, was that Linkzelda41!? So I got up and followed him out of the room.

Here you go, Link.... Make of this what you will. When I walked outside, the scene changed to a school I'm not familiar with, but it was fairly wide-open. There was a large crowd of people and I saw Link way up ahead, and I tried to catch up to him but he was moving too fast for me, he kept getting further away and there were constantly people getting in my way, and since I was non-lucid after a while they caused me to get distracted. I eventually lost track of Link so my brain invented a new problem for me, the fact that I was about to be late to class. I ran into some other people I knew from high school in the hallway (though I don't remember who) and we walked past what looked like it was about to turn into a fight, but everyone there started singing Christmas songs instead. I started telling people about the porn video game that was being made by this guy, J, despite the fact that he wasn't even there, and then I went off to find my class. I wasn't able to though, I just got really anxious about it until I woke up. :T

Fragment - "Man of Shred, infinite theory". That's what I wrote in my phone when I woke up. Hmmm....

#2 - Losing Control [DILD]

I was in high school and I went to see an old teacher (not one that I actually had, or even exists) that a younger friend now had and liked but he turned out to be totally senile. :< That part of the dream is pretty hazy. I see a beautiful girl walk by and feel a crush coming on, and I'm like damn it, I shouldn't have come back to high school. >:T I left out the front door and a crowd of people followed me and I can't remember how, but somehow I was proving something to someone. I think the whole crowd of people was following me to my car, followed by this girl M who's in a lot of my dreams lately (but not the same one that I got drunk with from the last entry, I should come up with a better naming system...), and she was wearing braces though I don't think I ever actually saw her with any. Suddenly I became lucid, I think seeing M might have tipped me off to the fact that I was dreaming. I turned around and started walking backward so I could see the crowd, but the dream started fading. I said "Come on, people, let's stay lucid now!" and it came back. But I let my stupid emotions from the non-lucid seep into me and still felt some lovey feelings, so I grabbed M and tried to give her a kiss, but she backed off a little and then her lips vanished. o_o She also gained some freckles she definitely didn't have before.... After that, the dream ended.

LD17: There were some good parts, but the visual part of the dream kept fading in and out. I could feel myself interacting some times and some of the time I was just able to watch. I think it was a nice enough LD just one with disapointing graphics and sections I could not influence. I had tried to WILD 4 times last night. Maybe my brain is worn out from all the recent LDs. The 4th and final attempt kind of worked, but I was still a tiny bit awake I think, I kept hearng noises that must have been from the waking world.
It took a freakin hour to get to where I had little awareness of my body. I could see all the hypnogogic colors and feel crazy dream randomness. I had a very hard time being able to see my hands. They would form and then dissolve. The more I tried the closer I would come to waking. That is why I titled the dream this way. I guess I was a shadow person or something.
I kept hearing a crow somewhere. It was so loud I knew it must be a real crow. I tried to counter this by believing I was in a desert and it was part of the dream. I did see a desert landscape. The crow just blended into the dream as a background noise. I could feel a dream body and move my arms and legs. I decided to try and throw rocks as a stablizing technique. I would look down and see a rock, but when I picked it up my body would just be a black blur. I could sometimes see fingers, but they would blur out to black again. It felt just like I was picking up rocks and throwing them, and I could see the rocks fling out into the desert. I did this about 10 times, sometimes big rocks using both hands. I tried walking, and it was clumsy. Again, I could feel my body but the visual effect was all dark and blurred. I decided to climb a cliff wall slowly and really picture each action, hoping this would stablize me. I could somewhat vividly feel the cliff and both arms and legs. It felt very much like rock climbing, but I still looked like a vague shadow person with no detail. I came to the top and hauled myself up. The imagery kept getting to be more hypnogogic randomness than anything else and if I tried too hard to affect it I would feel at risk of waking.
At that point I decided to convince myself I was still lying on the top of the cliff, and just needed to take a break. I told myself the colors and patterns were the sky I was staring up at in the desert. That subtle attempt at control did turn the H.Is into cloud like masses and things that could be stars or what not. I had to keep telling myself "I am dreaming" I kept my brain from loosing lucidity by thinking what goals I had set for myself before bed. I had wanted 1)to go to the moon and watch the earth rise. 2)throw fireballs from my hands. 3)shoot lightning from my hands. The HIs calmed down and looked like a night sky finally. I tried to get an image of the moon to appear. It would not. I considered convincing myself I was already on the moon, but decided the goal was to go to the moon, why cheat. I tried to reform a body and had about the same shadow effect. I got up and squatted watching the landscape and sky from the cliff top. I was hoping to see the moon. I saw some clouds that were lit up, so decided I should assume the moon was behind them and get moving again.
I had a random thought that I could transform into a dragon and fly there. It only took about a minute and I stablized again by examining the new body. Oddly I could see more of the dragon body than I had of my human body. It still was kind of a shadow dragon though. I flew up trying to really feel like I was a dragon. I could feel the powerful hind legs and wings, but trying to feel all the parts at once was not happening. I stretched the long body and could move the tail. I realized the head would be on a long neck and could crane around to look at the rest of me. I felt myself having the massive jaws and snake like neck, but trying to turn it back on myself was not working well. Maybe just a little too strange. During the flight a loud rumbling noise happened and I realised someone was warming up a car outside my house. I flew into hypnogogic patterns and lost all aspects of the dream. I convinced myself it was not a car, but the noise a big dragon would make while breathing. Eventually the dream faded back into my mind and I decided that I must be almost to the moon. I was coming up on the ground ahead. I flew around the landscape which was largely in black and white trying to think what the moon should look like. I imagined craters. Sometimes the landscape would look right with craters and often the craters would just be round glowing spots. I decided to try and breath fire. It did work and was cool, but was in very low definition, not like I picture a dragon would feel if it were real. I landed.
I was supposed to watch the Earth rise, so why not watch it in a dragons body? I tried to assume it was about to happen to no effect. I tried to picture a globe and flew off into a barely lucid state of swirling colors and shapes for about two minutes, the shapes kept becoming spheres and reminded me about the dream. I became lucid again but was no longer on the moon.
I just kept seeing flashes of daily life dream stuff but could only watch, not interact or control. After about a minute of this I kept reaching up to open a stove and realized I had a dream body again. I pulled myself from the randon images and walked out the wall. I focused on seeing myself in my front yard and that is where I ended up. I remebered the other two goals. I kept creating balls of fire in my hands and throwing them. At first they rolled slowly along like a bowling ball. I pictured a tree and it appeared. I throw a few balls of fire at it and it finally catches on fire. The images were still very shadowy but much improved from before. I tried shooting lightning into the sky. It was pretty easy and massive amounts of lightning filled the sky. At that point I suddenly woke up. Duration ~20 minutes

29th of February
28th LD
Dream.Lucid.Comments/awake

I was watching a movie, which was like The Exorcist. But saw something weird about this, and there I go I'm lucid. Did noseplug RC and it worked. So I hanged around my house for a while, doing nothing special. Suddenly the dream scene changed to a forest near a bay. If you have played Spore, it was a Spore like forest. So I walked towards a desert, which was near a city. On the end of the forest, I suddenly got an idea: A flood. So I faced towards the sea, imagining there would be a huge wave. A wave came, but I wasn't impressed, it wasn't big enough!!! This time it might have gotten a little out of control. A wave started forming, but it didn't move forward. The huge wave just kept getting bigger!!! It started forming a dome over the area. But half over the area, I panicked and the huge halfdome of water came crashing down from the sky. I covered my head, then a big splash of refreshing water hit me. After I opened my eyes the whole place was underwater. Started climbing a tree and doing some puzzle, suddenly woke up.

One of the best lucids I've had.