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Dream fragment-I was watching a movie about basketball and it was boys vs girls. The boys' coach was mad because a kid shooting on the wrong side of the court caused them to lose.That kid got kicked of the team. He resembled Bobby from scary movie. I then went upstairs planning something I can't remember.

Dream or fragment-I was outside watching some kids skateboarding and that made me want to try. I did and I failed. My mom was singing during me trying skateboard.

Dream-I was told to not leave the house while my parents were gone doing something. I did and got killed by something that looked like a tree of honey combs. I came bacl to life and my "parents"( not my parents in real life) were very happy. But my evil little brother, who was apparently Jason.(don't have a little brother in real life)He began to describe to me the thrill he got from murder and how he did it.

Dream or fragment-Me and my sister were deciding wether to leave pizza out for santa or cookies by the time we had decided santa was already there and he was a purple Nigel Thornberry. We talked and I can't remember what he said.

Old LD from 9-16-07

Lucid dream:

I remember I had been talking to this lady about something. And then I suddenly said, "I'm lucid dreaming". I have no idea what triggered that realization.

I decided I wanted to do the Advanced Task again. I was suddnely by a swimming pool. I wanted to make an "snake" of water come out of the pool, then I would form it into an animal. I focused and I don't think i was able to do it.

I was then in a bedroom. I was trying again. I got that droplet of water started like last time. I focused again. And suddenly the drop of water had turned into a seal. It was no longer made out of water, but was a stuffed animal toy.

I then had a FA and went on to other dreams.

Old LD from 9-17-07

Lucid Dream while Camping.


As I thought I did wake up in the middle of the night. I had to go to the bathroom. It was cold and I didn't want to leave my sleeping bag and tent to go out ot the bushes, so I laid there and suffered for at least an hour. Finally I realized that if I was going to get any more sleep that night I would have to get up.

The stars were bright and I didn't even need a flash light to find my way 50 yards or so to my "bathroom spot".

After that I felt so much better I fell right to sleep. Since I was a bit cold, I fell asleep on my stomach, which I find is the warmest and also the most comfortable postion while laying on hard and uneven ground.

I started to dream.

I remember that I was walking down the street with two friends, when we suddenly saw a group of children dressed in Halloween costumes going Trick-or-treating. The following thougths went through my mind:

"Oh my gosh--it's Halloween. How did I not know? Now it's way too late for me to decorate the house or carve pumpkins. This is such a nightmare--it's just like all those dreams I have about it being Halloween and I'm not prepared. If only this were a dream. But this is too real to be a dream. I mean, if this were a dream, I would have already started floating by thinking about the possiblity of it being a dream. But I'm not floating...and I can't imagine floating becasue this is too real....But just for fun, maybe I should try floating....."

And I took off with a big jump and tilted backward until I stopped in a horizontal float on my back.

That was such a thrill to be able to do that when I was so sure that it was real life.

The first thing that came to my mind at that point was to do the Advanced Task of creating an animal out of water.

I looked in front of me and saw a drop of water form, floating at about eye level. The drop started to grow until it was a little bigger than a basket ball. At that point I started to see it form into the shape of a cat. It was kind of a blobby cat. The legs and tail were all connected to the body and not sticking out. It was a bit triangular in shape--kind of like a pyramid.

As soon as it was finished, it landed on the ground....and I woke up.

Old LD from 8-26-07

Lucid Dream: (Task Attempted)


I guess my recall is a bit better. I'm still not sure how this dream started or at which point I became lucid (so I'm just going to use blue for the whole thing).

The first thing that I remember is driving in a car on the freeway through a really bad construction area. I got to a place where the gravel was so thick that the car was barely able to make it through. After this I thought, "I don't have to deal with this", and I made the car start to fly.

At first I thought that I was cool and special for being able to make my car fly. Then I looked around and noticed that other vehicles were also flying. As I got close to one camper I reached out and grabbed at one. It turned out to be just a toy camper.

As I flew along I saw lots of boxes and packages floating in the air. I flew at them and grabbed them (I must have been in a convertable now).

In the first box I saw that there were old children's games and puzzles. I remember thinking, "Cool I love lucid dreams where you are opening things that are a surprise to you. I wonder what will be in the next box." (That was the first time--as I look back--that I really know I was lucid--although I may have been lucid from the start).

I opened other packages, but most ended up being old things that you might find in a closet. Nothing really exciting.

Then I landed and was in a store. This part is fuzzy. I remember tyring to figure out something cool to do. Sex actually crosed my mind, but I quickly dismissed it because I was afraid that I would wake up. Even thinking about it made the dream feel fragile.

So I went outside. I could see that I was near Lake Powell. I could see the deep canyon below the dam.

"The Blue Bridge Task...! I need to cross the canyon on the blue bridge." I started moving toards the canyon, hoping to see the bridge at any moment.

A couple of times I was feeling the dream fade as I got excited about the bridge task. I thought, "I've got to ground myself."

I looked down at my arms and hands. I rubbed my hands together and said out loud what I was doing, "I'm rubbing my left arm. It feels pretty real...but almost like I'm a little numb--like there is a layer of something between my fingers and arm.. Now I'm gripping both of my hands together. Same thing--it almost feels real, but I can tell a difference. I'm glad I'm doing this. I have been forgetting to remember to touch things. I like to touch things in my LDs...makes them feel more real-life..."

I looked at the canyon again. I was getting close now. I realized that I was riding a bike. The ground was sloping toward the huge drop-off. I wasn't seeing any bridges appear.

I strained harder to make a bridge suddenly appear.....

....but ended up waking up instead.....

Flying Alligator Attack

I was at Mike A's house, though it didn't look like his house. I saw a school bus drive up his back yard and through his front yard. I was upset the driver would do that, but he had an easment, so it was OK.

I went out and got in a school bus and followed him down the front yard. As I went down the hill, I no longer saw the other bus, but I did see an alligator. It flew up into a tree about 30' up. That seemed like a scary proposition to me.

I drove back up the hill towards Mike's house, but I was intrigued by the flying alligator (that scared me so bad). I drove back down the hill and the alligator glided out of the tree.

Now my bus didn't have a roof. I was exposed. I turned my bus back towards the house. The alligator flew up and swooped down landing near my bus. I got very nervous, and my bus was slowing down.

Then there was water all around, and then I was in the water. The alligator was going to come get me. I wondered if I could wrestle the alligator. All you have to do is grab the snout. All their power is in the closing of their mouth. I knew that was easier said than done.

I thought about what it would be like to drown. I could see the murky water.

The End

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XXX Lucid

At one point during lucidity, I tried to shoot lightning out of my palms and failed, so I guess there is a dream fragment missing.

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I was at an indoor pool. The lights were out. There was more light where I was at the shallow end than the deep end.

I dove into the pool and wondered if it was deep enough, so I decided to curve up and come out of the pool. As I came up, I decided to see if I could come up and out of the pool and fly up.

I did start to fly up, but then I was out of the pool again where I started. I saw a beautiful young lady with dark, wavy brown hair at the other end of the pool. She wore a maroon and white bikini. I realized I was lucid and said, "I'd like to see her nude!

She looked surprised and I wondered if I was dreaming after all, then someone said she had smiled. I was confident I was dreaming again.

She was next to me now. I thought about what my friend KristaNicole does to stabilize. I yelled, "I am lucid. 100% lucidity!" I rubbed my hands together. It felt bad. I looked down and I had gause on my hand. I was happy to stabilize though. Then I spun around slowly. My partner said, "Both ways; it's better for both of us!" We spun around the other way.

Then we locked in a giant, wet kiss. She was wondering if that was what she was looking for. I gave her another kiss and told her it was exactly what I was looking for. She agreed.

I looked down at her breast. She was flat as a board. I touched her flat chest. I don't get into a flat chest, but I really liked the girl, so I didn't care. I rubbed it a little.

All of a sudden we were in a room with my grandmother (passed on many years ago), and a couple other people. They were all in bed. We took our clothes off and walked down the hall to another room.

I realized that if I wanted to get dressed again, I would have to walk naked into the room with my grandmother and would likely be in trouble, so I pulled a blanket out of a basket to cover myself up with later.

She had her bikini on again. She was going to take it off, but I told her no. I wanted to reach in and feel her vagina. I did reach in but just felt her hair.

I then got on her chest. I put some "lip gloss" on her lips. She was surprised. She said she'd been beaten up before, but that had never happened. I was kind of surprised and sorry she'd been beaten up, but she seemed really happy, so I didn't worry about it.

She then took it.

I soon woke up.

I'm happier about using stabilization techniques than the awesome sex, but that was good too.

Lucidity <0-1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10>
Horrid Nightmare <10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1-0-1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10> Lovely Sweet Dream

[[Double brackets means that a part of the dream is cloudy, and I cannot remember it well.]]

I was in a car with my mother, in the passenger seat, visiting a library with a friend of mine in the back. Now, as my mother got out of the car, she said to me, aloud, "Watch out for those guys getting out."

I looked over to witness two fairly hefty biker guys, getting out of the car next to us. I voice back, "They're probably just going to the library."

My mother's distrust is usually ill-placed and I feel bad for the people she claims are terrible when they're just trying to do something normal.

However this time, her trust was not displaced! As she entered into the library, I locked my door. The two hefty biker type fellows (Think fat GTA IV bikers) came over and began to tug on the door-handles. They did not get mine open, but one did proceed to open the driver's side and jump in the car, starting it, as the keys were left in place.

As we drove down the road, my first instinct is to punch the man in the face, in an attempt to... really just physically harm him. I immediately attempt to punch him, but when I punch in a dream, it's like punching through water. My hand moves incredibly slowly and against great force.

So, with that failing, I remind myself that I cannot punch in my dreams. This does not make me lucid, but I do consciously recognize that I will not be able to punch.

I immediately begin to grab at the steering wheel. Currently the car is barreling out of the alley-way and onto a street. I immediately act on instinct. I put my arm through the steering wheel and squeeze my inner arm tight, and force it upwards with my other arm. We are now barreling to the opposite side of the road.

We hit another car, albeit not hard enough to kill anyone, just bang us up a bit. The man immediately jumps out and tries to bail but some policemen stop him and arrest him. Thankfully they only perform a few tests on me and accept that I'm not under the influence and my story is true. Not that that would necessarily happen in real life.

I immediately begin heading back to the library with my friend from the backseat (Remember him?) and he hands me two Twinkies. I eat one of them and we reach a part of the wall where we need to climb about 20 feet up to get over it. I set the remaining Twinkie down and it falls to the ground. I just shrug that off. I climb the wall, get to the top, and turn back to help my friend climb it.

We then head back to the library, where I wake up!

Good morning, everybody.

Last night I surprised myself by having a minor bit of dream control. I didn't control my dream. But I kind of determined the subject.

Kaomea had posted a few cool songs in her dream journal a few days ago. So I wanted to share one song in particular, too. But I would only do it, I told myself last night, if I had a dream about the song or artist.

The first dream is the result. But I guess -- you can see that it's not very good control at all, though.

Here is the video. It's by the Malaysian rock singer Monoloque.



Dream #1

It was a grey-white, partly cloudy day. I was in a car with some other guy. The guy was driving us through some kind of downtown area of a city. We must have been on the outskirts of the downtown area. It felt pretty quiet and desolate.

There were a lot of warehouses and small factory buildings on either side of the streets. The warehouses either looked closed down or vacated. Their gates were all pulled down. On a lot of the buildings' walls and gates, there were also a lot of posters advertising, I suppose, either rock concerts or movies.

We had driven up a slope, then around a block, then back down another small slope. We were -- or at least I was -- looking down the streets for something. I don't know if we were lost.

The man was talking this whole time about how arrogant the singer Monoloque was. It occurred to me from this that we were looking for the location where we were supposed to pick up Monoloque. We were either going to take him somewhere else, or spend the day with him, like we were collaborating with him on some project.

But the man was really not looking forward to picking up Monoloque. He thought Monoloque was really arrogant.

As an example of this, the man said, "One time Monoloque told me, 'A man hasn't really done anything with his life until he's directed a film.' As if anybody who hasn't directed a film really isn't a man! Well -- this was only right after he'd directed his first film!"

I think I may have seen a tall-spired, stone church in the distance, down the block on the left side of the car. I looked at some of the posters on the wall again. I realized that they were all for Monoloque's film. They were done in a kind of psychedelic, 1960s style, with block printing, big, chunky letters, and a swirly circle of color in the center.

Dream #2

I was in a bedroom. I stood before a dresser. I think I had just pulled something out of it or put something into the top drawer. I was now closing the drawer.

I must have been getting ready to go somewhere, although it turned out that I wasn't going to the place I'd really wanted to go to. My mom was taking me wherever I was now going. And she'd told me she wasn't taking me to the other place.

I looked to my right, to the doorway. The living room, apparently, was right outside this bedroom. There was a couch against the wall opposite from the bedroom door. A young Muslim woman wearing a head covering sat quietly and patiently on the couch. On the wall behind the woman was some beautiful, possibly iridescent, piece of artwork.

I walked out of the bedroom. I was frustrated that my mom wasn't taking me where I wanted to go. But the Muslim girl was so gentle-acting that I tried to mask all my frustration, and just smile gently, as I walked past her.

I was now in some kind of warehouse. The warehouse was huge -- maybe as huge as an airplane hangar. Where I was standing, it seemed like there was a living room set all laid out, with a bunch of stage lights cluttered around it.

My mom stood off to my right, about thirty meters or so away. She seemed really impatient for me to get started with something. She was being really insistent and mean -- almost like my mom had her spirit combined with one of my old shithead co-workers. My mom also seemed a lot skinnier than she is IWL.

I was frightened into doing whatever it was I was supposed to be doing. I turned around. There was something like an entertainment center -- it looked more like a TV and a bunch of other junk all piled up randomly on a cheap desk.

But over that stuff there was a huge tangle of old TV-top antennas. I knew I was supposed to be doing something with these TV-top antennas. But I couldn't reach them from the front of the "entertainment center." I had to go around.

I walked around to the back of the "entertainment center." I walked into the thick of all these old antennas, as if I might have walked into the center of a tall, brambly shrub.

I must have tried to arrange some of the antennas or something. But suddenly some of the antennas started throwing off fountains of sparks! I thought the antennas must all be catching on fire. I was really afraid. But, like an idiot, I think I grabbed a paper cup full of water and actually threw it on the sparking antennas!

Things were really a mess. My mom, madder than ever, called me out to the front area again. The living room, I now saw, also had one setup on either side of it. These setups were like cheap offices: there were a desk, a computer, and a kind of flimsy desktop bookshelf. There may have been a man working at each station.

Things were a big mess. In some weird clutter of technology surrounding the office on my right side, another fire, or some other kind of malfunction, was raging. Whatever I'd done in the antenna-nest had probably started this mess, too.

The person working at that station looked like one of my old co-workers. He seemed to be just about as mad at me as my mom was. My mom may have been standing behind him and on his right side.

I turned around, backwards and clockwise, to face the office station that had been on my left side. The office worker here was just as panicked. He looked like the 1980s actor Andrew McCarthy. He had shoulder-length hair and wore a pale-blue, button-up shirt.

This guy was on the phone with someone. But he was also dealing with some major computer issue he was having. I knew that all this was probably my fault, too.

Finally the guy started slamming his mouse against the desk, as if he were trying to aim it against something. It was like whatever the problem was with his computer, it had turned real and left the computer. The guy was trying to smash it and kill it, or poke it back into the computer, or something. He really seemed to be raging.

Fragment
I was Toa Kopaka of Bionicle. I was in Ko-Koro or whatever his town iis called. I think I skated on the mountains.

Dream
I was on the top floor of a library and Avon Barksdale (from The Wire) was there. I remember hiding behind a book shelf, Avon also had a gun. The library was very cool, the floor that I was standing on was near some stairs and I think if I became lucid I would've wondered into a futuristic city.


False Awakening
I walked into my living room and saw doughnuts on the chair. There were 2 left in a box. I went to the kitchen and started thinking about Green Street and Michael Bisping morphed into the kitchen with the GSE. He also had a problem with Bovver and a few others in the firm, I remember someone saying "Hit him with the water bottle."

I then went back to the front room and my sister said. "There were doughnuts there a minute ago. But someone ate them".

I was in Nick's room playing osu. He had Andrew over and mike was there too. I played the DBZ theme (JP).

I was playing this "war" with my friends, it involved toy figures and airsoft guns.
I never caught how it exactly worked but i took role of a sniper and shot toy figures from 2 metres away with live size airsoft sniper rifle.
Oh boy that was boring, i did have phone alarm for trying wild but it seems i never awoke to it.

I dreamt that I was at class late at night with my group in the lab, when my best friend came home (and by home, I mean to the lab). But he was being really weird and wasn't talking to me or anything. Then I read a text/email that my mum had sent him that was real harsh and I realized they were fighting or something. Anyway he kept not talking to me for ages and at one point just left (with a little girl for some reason... creepy) without saying anything and I was pretty bummed out. Anyway eventually I got home to a hotel where I was staying with the cast of Happy Endings and my friend was there, in my bed - so I had to sleep in a mattress in the hallway. Penny opened the door to make sure I was ok and I was just starting to watch Happy Endings on my laptop, so I asked if anyone wanted to watch it with me. My friend was like, "I will, but you'll have to turn the computer around so I can see it". Then Penny laughed and they both came and watched it with me.

Dreamt that this crimelord kidnapped me, E and M and tied us up in the backyard (it looked like my parent's backyard) with some others while his family had a lovely picnic. M and I managed to escape, she tried to use the neighbors car to get away but one of the crimelord's sons caught her again. I started running as fast as I could (apparently just abandoning my friends) and ran through this awesome metropolis version of my hometown. It was pretty epic. I jumped from skyscraper to skyscraper and then realized I wouldn't survive the jump to street level. So I ran down the inside of the building, which was like this big fancy apartment. I was frightened that the owner would find me. I kept running down until I got to the entrance. Then an old lady came through the door, saw me and fainted. Anyways I kept running. I wanted to get to A's house, I had a bunch of seemingly logical reasons why that would be the safest place. After I passed the octagon, and ran though the mall (which lead to a dead end and ladies getting their hair did) I met Z.V who was all nice at first but when I was leaving I saw him on the phone to the CRIMELORD so I started running again. Eventually we made a deal with a hipster whose voice sounded like songs from 'the fray'. He signed a van. That's legit. We eventually walked past the gang in an outdoor cafe. The hipster patted the leader on the chest, who smiled and greeted him, but then noticed us, nodded and let us continue. Who were the real bad guys in the end?

Dreamt that I was at J's house (or somewhere) at nighttime with a few others. We all went outside and someone jumped out of the bushes and onto J. Then I was driving home, listening to music in the car and playing with the ipod, maybe not the safest driving technique. I passed A & R dropping G off at his apartment. When I went over the hill there was suddenly like a big locked gate there in 3 sections. I couldn't turn around or go through it. So I did the only thing there is to do in that situation, apparently. I got out and casually hopped on my 3-seater bicycle. I convinced G to get on too, because he was right there. Then suddenly N and some obese blonde girl with pimples and an english accent (who swears that I know her) were somehow also on the bike. Then we had an accident (assumedly because there were 4 people on a 3-seater bike) and N fell over the handlebars right in front of me and then bungied back. It was actually kinda cool.

So I haven't posted any dream journals but then again I havent been having very much success with dream recall. So here is a giant or not so giant word vomit of all of the things I can remember. First there has been a re occurrence of large cats like panthers and mointainlions. Also the only concrete thing (call Freud) I can really remember is that in one dream my mother forced me to face my greatest fears.

Some guy from the website that guy with the glasses was coming to my town. I have never watched his videos, only seen them. strangely, he was going to my brothers school and I had to go there to meet him.

Before that dream though, I had a lucid dream which I wish I could remember