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I'm at a supermarket with Braden and a boy. Braden goes off to get food, we shop around for a bit. In the dream, I like the boy, and he lets me use his phone to call my parents. We looks at some pottery, and we're content. Then, all of a sudden we're mad and yelling at each other. I mean, in a split second. Then we'd be fine for a while, then same thing. We FINALLY got to the checkout aisle, and he grabs my phone and puts it on a far shelf. I ask for it back, he refuses. Okay, now I'm mad and embarrassed, because other people are in front of me in line. I demand it back, he grabs one of those black item dividers and hits me without it. I scream at him to stop, not caring if others were watching. Then I wake up

My twin sister, who occasionally co-stars in my dreams with me, and I are escorted into a huge throne room. Scarlet banners hang from the walls, and the floor tiles were gold. The king was there, but I can't remember what he looked like. He asked my twin what went best with wine, She tells him 'white dumplings'. Wrong answer, so we are escorted downstairs to where many others live who have failed the test. I never answered the question, so I am lined up with four others, who have yet to give an answer. We go upstairs, a new girl comes in and goes first. She says something, it is the correct answer, and she is named as an elf, which haven't existed in years.

Scene shifts, we're on my grandmothers front porch. She is holding a little green-and-purple cardboard circle with a hole in the middle. She comments on how the flowers are withered. I look at her, trying to relay a point. She understands somehow, and kisses the circle. Not exactly what I had in mind. She thinks for a moment, then whistles softly. A few of the flowers start moving, then top. I figure she could use some help. I start to sing very softly, just giving her a push. The flowers started to bloom. The new girl looks on in wonder. My twin walks up form behind us and starts to hum. The flowers brighten. As I sing, my twin hums, and the new girl whistles, the flowers bloom, lift, and brighten. We were each given elven names, but I couldn't remember what they were. I only remembered that I was sun, my twin was earth, and the new girl was water.

A few hours later I looked back in my journal. I KNEW that we had been given names. I went on Google Translate and typed 'sun'. I tried different languages. After many different tries, I picked French. It said that 'sun' in french was Soleil. As soon as I saw that I remembered our given names. My name was Soleil, the new girl was Eau, and my twin was Terre. I didn't have to translate them to know what they meant. One my coolest dreams ever

I'm a young girl in a supermarket aisle. It's the Halloween costume aisle, amd there is a man standing there. I ask him if he can teach me how to fight. He looks at me, I put on my innocent face. He agrees to teach me, and grabs a toy sword out of a canister. It is considered a real sword, even though all it can do is whack people. A bunch of monsters appear, no one expects me to win. They come at me one at a time, and I beat them all. Beat as in 'tired of being hit by my little toy sword'. All of a sudden, a bunch of fix things appear and I freak out. I run over to my teacher, give him the sword, and hide behind him. He fights them off

[B]Drawing Clouds[/B]


[COLOR="#8b0000"]Nan is painting a picture of a scene. She doesn't allow other people to help her, but I assume I am allowed to so I start drawing the clouds on the top half of her drawing. I start using a bunch of different colors to draw them, but I realized it might not be something she likes. I ask her what color she wants me to use. She points to a light blue color marked by a pen. I am confused because I can't understand why she would want me to use pen on her painting. Dream shifts to a scene where some of the colors are painting with rainbow colors to outline them. The colors are very bright and vivid on the monotone- type drawing.[/COLOR]

[B]Manipulation of Fog[/B]

[COLOR="#8b0000"]Going over an idea of manipulating fog/clouds to run parallel to a stadium set up for a bunch of people. The idea is to have the people able to see a stage of fog in front of them when they sit down. [/COLOR]



[B]Losing Earrings[/B]

[COLOR="#8b0000"]Around a bunch of people near mounds of dirt. I keep dropping my earrings on the ground and keep having to use a new pair. I realize how wasteful this is and start trying to look for my earrings, but it is impossible to find them. I finally find a nice pair that I like, but they are so old and warped that they do not stay on my ears.[/COLOR]

[B]Hot Women and Curly Hair[/B]

[COLOR="#8b0000"]A couple of guys are talking about "hot women" and bring up their hairstyles which is a big pouffy curly look. Picture of the woman looks like an anime character drawn in photoshop.[/COLOR]

[B]English and Russian Handwriting[/B]

[COLOR="#8b0000"]A girl asks for me to write my name. I ask her in English or Russian? Before she answers I decide to write both. She is impressed with my english signature and the big elementary letters I use to write it in Russian.[/COLOR]

The main dream i remember was somewhat of a flase awakening I was very sure I was awake and that i smoked some weed and then got very upset that i was likely going to fail my urine analysis the next week and kind of threw a fit with my friend. It was not his fault at all i had just forgotten and hit the bowl a few times then rembered later on and i remmber it was kind of earth shattering to me, which inreality it wouldnt have been such a big deal.

The second dream i recall was very intense it was me and my two friends biking to another location and we had passed to turn so we kept biking for a good distanceand ended up at the edge of town by a bridge where we turned around and somehow caused traffic problems and as we or /I passed over the bridge i remember a semi-truck falling over and barely missing me as i peddeled into the ditch and seen my friends bike next to me get smashed and then another two large truck/vehicles were tumbling toawrds us and then i looked at my gps to review the incident and realized the friends bike was hit and thought that my frined was prolly hurt on of the vehicles was in the river under the bridge and i got scarred and yelled for my friends they were actually still on the other side of the bridge having seen what was commming jumping onff their bikes or the road previous to me and then there was also a train flying by at the moment and a bunch of cut large tree logs floating down the river. just trying to review the gps which somehow cought the video of the vehicles flying inches above me at like 60mph was very remarkable i recall and was the last thing i remembered.

So hopefully i'll be getting back into LD'ing. I've been busy/unmotivated to do it for a while, but maybe i can get myself into a habit of recording my dreams and practicing different LDing techniques. I'm hoping for the best, but i probably won't post in this journal for a while again. Not like yall really care, no-one is probably reading this, but it is mainly for me.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in the living room of a really nice apartment, sitting on the couch with a really pretty Indian woman. The couch and floor may have been white. There was an entertainment center just across the floor from the couch.

The woman was showing me something on the screen. The screen was black, but divided into sections by white lines. There may have been six sections. In each section were a few letters and numbers. The screen would occasionally pull down.

The woman was showing me this, but I was actually controlling it, using either a keyboard or a joystick. I realized this was some sort of data processing system that was connected to a company's database. People could work from home, from their TVs, by entering data for this database.

As the woman stood up and walked toward the dining room, off to our left, I told the woman, "I always thought this would be a good idea."

The dining room was gone. A window was in its place. And it was like I was in a house rather than an apartment. The woman was just outside the window. I stood up and walked to the window.

I continued, "In fact, I've always thought working from home would be the way a lot of people worked, eventually. I was thinking of writing a science fiction story about it, where everybody works from home, on their computers."

The woman stood out in an area full of trees. She may have kept moving farther and farther back -- without walking, until she had disappeared in the trees altogether. But I was still talking to her.

I continued, "Everything -- the world, gets greener again. The population rate goes down. But people are happier. So many things are controlled by robots. And a lot of people work from home."

Now I was looking out the window to a normal suburban front yard. Two of my old friends, M (a man) and P (a woman) walked up to the window, which was maybe a meter or so higher than their heads.

M told me he and P were going somewhere. When they were done they'd come back and pick me up to take me to the airport so I could go back home. I was a little panicked. I said that my flight was probably leaving pretty soon. I needed to get to the airport.

M told me not to worry. Besides, M told me, I had some task to take care of, possibly involving a car, and that I wouldn't be able to leave until I took care of that, anyway. M asked me for the car keys so he and P could leave. I gave them to him.

M and P were gone. I walked out of this house through a door opposite the window. I walked through another yard that looked like a front yard and up into the front door of another house. This was my mom's house.

My mom was just inside, sitting at a table in front of the front window. When she saw me she stood up and started walking through the living room. There was a couch set right in the center of the living room. My mom started telling me something. But I can't remember what it was.

Dream #2

I was in a bedroom. The room was dim and blue. I had been listening to some conference call and taking handwritten notes on notebook paper. I may have been at a desk. But now the call was over.

I heared a kind of squeaky-raspy voice from another room. I had been looking off to my left. But now I looked over to my right, to the door of the bedroom. A beige-orange light came from under the crack of the door.

The voice said a few things. Then the person got up, apparently from a room behind me, and left, walking away down the hallway that was just outside the door. I now realized I was sitting on the floor, using a bed as a desk.

I understood that I had left my job. This was the office for my job. For some reason I was back -- maybe just to help out on a short-term project, maybe just for one day.

The guy the squeaky voice had been the guy who'd replaced me. It was 5 PM, and the guy was leaving. This, I thought, was kind of lazy, since there was still a ton of work to do. I thought that maybe I'd impress my boss by staying for a long time tonight.

But, right while I was lost in this thought, my boss burst in the door. I must have looked like I was just doing nothing. My boss rushed up to my bed-desk and began flipping through my notebooks.

I knew I had just taken notes on some conference call. I wanted my boss to see the notes. But now he wasn't finding them. Instead he flipped to a page I'd made of sketches of the famous cartoon character Strongbad.

My boss pointed to one of the drawings and said, "I want to see less of this," as if he thought all I did all day was draw sketches of strongbad. He actually even flipped to another page that was also full of Strongbad sketches!

I was trying to figure out how I could explain this to my boss. I did a lot of work. But sometimes, while I was listening to calls or trying to think through a problem, I'd start sketching.

Dream #3

I was pulling a car I had (when I was in high school!) out of a long driveway for a house set up at the end of a long, gated yard. When I got to the end of the driveway, I had to close the gate. I pulled off to the side of the road and got out of the car. I was also thinking something about the difficulty of driving backward.

When I got out of the car, my sister was there. She told me, "Don't forget, while you're taking care of the car, to wash the back windows. That's really important, and C (one of my old friends) did it all the time."

I told my sister, "I was just planning on doing that once I got home." Apparently I was planning on taking my car back home after visiting my family -- although I was also planning on taking a plane home.

I was now in the living room of a house with my mom, grandpa, and probably some of the other members of my immediate family. My grandpa and mom were standing. My grandpa was getting ready to leave.

I was going back to my car as well. My grandpa was going to drive me. So we left the house together.

It was dark outside. My mom stood in the doorway. We were in a long block full of houses, possibly with some kind of median in the center of the wide road. My grandpa's car was parked halfway up on and off of this median.

My grandpa and I got in the car. My door was still open, and I was holding on to some kind of hard door-strap, as if I were going to pull the door shut.

My grandpa said, "I didn't invite you guys to my house because I didn't know what schemes your mom might have. She could sue me because on of the kids suffocated themselves on the floor or one of the kids suffocated themselves on the ceiling."

...even though the memories weren't 'precious' in this case. That song just seemed like a creative title for this one

1) (and 2?) Last night my dreams were made up of scattered memories, with only a very few fictional, but lifelike, locales in between. The dream's plot was likewise fictional, but not unusual. Basically, everything I saw was either from straight from real life or mimicked real life pretty well, and so I never caught on that I was dreaming.

Dream Signs: being around groups of people, switching between places without actually traveling there

Type: DILD

another DILD, I haven't succeeded with anything else yet. I'm still getting off with lucky breaks

The dream starts in a classroom, i feel extremely tired, and I fall asleep on the desk. I "wake up" on the desk again, this was probably another layer of the dream, but I don't know. I did a quick RC (nose again) and it worked! I stood up and was about to control when I remembered to stabilize. I spun around in a few circles, and took one step and woke up on the desk in the classroom. After that I don't remember what happened.

Type: DILD

before i start, I wanted to make a dream journal that showed the earliest stages of LD, so that people who had succeeded once wouldn't give up, because it takes time to get good

This dream i had a lucky break. I dreamed I was reading about lucid dreaming on my iPad (). As I scrolled up and down the page, the words started to change. Perplexed, i stood up and preformed the breath through nose reality check. and it worked! as excited as I was, i forgot to stabilize the dream. i went to my window and noticed a garden that wasn't actually outside my real house. I closed the blinds and willed there to be a desert when I re-opened them. When I did, there was a different garden outside of my house. then i sneezed, and a gallon of snot came out of my nose, and I woke up.

I remember playing basketball for a while. It was a pickup game in a gym. We stopped, and all these people crowded into the building. I remember seeing D there, but that's all I recognized. My old coach came in the room, and people were handing out play money to us. Then they started talking about how we could buy these t-shirts with them if we earned enough. They were various shirts of 90s rockbands.

I also remember driving down the interstate with my pops...the road was really messed up. Parts of it required us to drive directly against the flow of traffic to exit the interstate. We got to a hospital...and he was talking to me about my moms (RIP). He was telling me that she knew it was her time to go.

SP was hitting me so hard over and over last night, so I finally relaxed and took advantage of it

I arrive in my room after a crazy amount of SP. I immediately start searching for Kaomea. I head outside, and fly down the street. I notice there's a huge X in a near by field. I go up to it, and I see a dial right in the middle of it. It has "NSWE" on it and geographically all the letters were pointing in the correct location. I look back at it, and the letters are jumbled. I touched one of them, and it turned into a number. I touched another one, and it too became a number, and both of them disappeared. I did this again, and those numbers popped back up. There was a pattern to this. Eventually I figured it out, and when all the letters and numbers disappeared, the dial upended up and there was this small key chain sized shotgun with a letter that said "from dave".

Recall is kinda jacked up from here...but I remember trying to use it against some animals that were trying to attack me.

I was comming home from work, In a Mini Bus, when I noticed some gauva, huge ripe gauva, the lagerest I have ever seen on the side of the road. The onwer of the fruit was their cutting his lawn with his son watching, but i decided to try to pick the fruit when the mini-bus was passing because it was driving slow through the narrow streets. I could not get hold of the two gauva and one of it fell on the ground. I tried to hide because I knew I the owner would see his friut rolling in the street because he was that close by. The bus was driving even slower, its almost to a dead stop now. and i was like drive faster, drive faster. It was to late, the guy noticed the gauva rolling on the ground and knew that it was someone on the mini-bus which tried to pick, his only two gauva. he was mad like hell and he started to curse and shout stop the bus I know you r in there. He was taking a rope and stricking the side of the mini-bus. It was like one of those commidies when the theif takes a slow getaway car and the muscular dude just walks up besides him.

Then I said to myself, since when do I hide in dreams, I came out the mini-bus and confornted the man. it was a short fight. because I picked up the bus and tossed it at the man. which he ran away with his son. then I realized that I was huge, over 10 feet, I did not want to roam around the place as a 10 feet giant. So I concentrated, and srink myself back down to my normal 5' 11". I went exploring my environment and found a hotel. I walked in and stood for while and taught for a moment what can I do here, Then I remembered the trick or treat task, In my contry most people do no celebrate halloween, so I just got my kicks off of there expressions when I said, Trick or treat. I got junk, no sweets or candy like on cable, I leterally got trash, one woman gave me a cloths hanger and a safety pin. but the expression on their faces were priceless. There were shocked, mouth opened and looked at me like, what country are you from, or what that the hell are you smoking.

Dream
I was in boxing and the class had nearly finished but my coach asked me if I had my gumshield. I said yeah and he told me to spar. There were lots of stuff in the ring and I had to clear it out.

The gym looked inverted, everything wa son the other side and such.

Fragment
I remember Batman and Robin in a car flying or something.

All my lucid dreams were product of MILD technique.

I´ve decide to try the WILD technique, and reached the conclusion that it´s fundamental to any lucid dreamer development and progression to find the right technique, or else the dreamer will get frustrated with his own project, and quit.

This is a conclusion that i think you all took it some time ago.

Being able to know yourself is fundamental in the process of lucid dreaming...

It´s impressive the amount of dreamers that don´t take the time to know themselves, and just grab a technique that they think its the right one for them...

A lucid dream is a door to a realm, to your inner realm...and the path to your inner realm should not be be built upon fragile structures, and such structures can only result from lack of self knowledge and a sense of hurry in reaching a lucid state....

I was once like that...always in a hurry to have the next lucid dream.

Right now i´m going through a dry spell stage...

I need to get of that dryspell stage, but i´m not worried, because it can only go away with ease of spirit and a calm mind...the opposite is only going to make the dry spell last....
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I felt the need to share this with you all, because dry spell stages are something that in my opinion is not discussed often in here.

Anyway all this was just a thought.

Walk the path, open the door and lose yourself in your own eternity.

Red King