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A good LD for me today, I tried to WBTB but that fizzled, I fell back asleep anyways.

It started out in a big office again, always lots of desks, people I dont know.
Then and there I knew I was LD'ing!
I looked at the walls and the details of the furnishings. I decided to leave and walked out through the glass front doors and stopped on the sidewalk, then I looked around at the LD world inside of my head.
I knew I was LD'ing, and I wanted to feel everything this time, see how warm it is, feel the air around me, get as close to the sense that this is a normal world, that everything here is real.
It was sunny, warm, I felt safe here.

I looked around for the wall that I had written two DV members names on in a previous LD. but I somehow ended up near some older buildings, so I decided to RC by looking at my feet, I forgot to hand rub again.
It was a very lucid dream anyways, but nothing was happening, so I decided to have some fun of my own.
I leaned back and 'chair glided' above the road, my feet out in front, just like having an invisible car.
I traveled along a dirt road, steering by looking in the direstion that I wanted to go in. I soon came upon an old farm house, I landed on my feet and walked in through the front door, pushing the old screen door out of the way. I looked around as I walked along the hallway, the wooden floor creaked under my feet, there was no one home. This house had a certain familiarity to it.

I did another RC to check my 'dream meter', everything was very solid and I knew that this was a long LD.
By this time I had lost my shirt and shoes, of course my LD body always has
8-pack abs and all the rest.
So now I am getting dissapointed that no one is home (DC's), (I should have explored the house more). I go out the back door, there is a small barn to my left. I walk on the cool ground towards the big doors, they are open, there is a brown horse standing there, I begin to brush him down.

Now I've been here before, a ranch setting, in the country, this horse. Some DV members have suggested that he is my dream guide. There has been a DC girl that has been there several times recently. I will talk to her next time I see her.
As for the stallion, I will try to remember to ask him next time I return. I work at brushing him down from nose to tail. He begins to talk about random things, my friends, how I feel about issues in my family. We are having a casual conversation.

I am leaning on his side as I begin to wake up, I wanted to see If I could get a ride.

I was in an office that I have been to several times (LD'ing).
Every step was taken, hello's to DC's, riding in an elevator. In the back of my LD mind, I was wondering how much time was passing by.

I arrived at my office, took off my jacket and hung it up. I went into my private and nicely appointed bathroom. There I used the toilet, washed my hands and face, took time to examine myself in the mirror. My PA, an Asian girl, brought me a cup of coffee, we sat down at my desk.

To my left was a small clock on a shelf, I informed the DC that I wanted to time this LD. She quietly agreed and continued opening my mail. I took the clock and set it on the desk in front of me. The time was 7:05, we began to read the mail, tossing the junk and saving the important letters.

I would periodically look at the clock, the time was passing normally, only a few minutes between checks. There was no need to do any RC's or spin, as I knew that this was a good and long LD. We drank coffee, talked about the days business, she hardly looked up at at me as we worked. The idea of sex or anything else wasnt important, I just wanted to see how long I would remain here.

My DC secretary got up and brought back a schedule, then started arranging meetings, asking me if I was available on such days etc...
She was dressed in a white blouse, black short skirt, and black hi-heels. She wore some red coral jewelry, a necklace and wrist bangel. Her black hair was past shoulder length. It seems that I had a lot of time to study these details of her and my surroundings.

The time was now 7:30, we had been here for over 30 minutes. The last time that I checked, it was 7:35. I knew that this LD was fading, I told her bye, she smiled and I woke up.

It is obviously nighttime as I find myself on a street, an unpaved road actually. I see the main street as run down and mostly deserted. There are a few DC's around, but they pay no attention to me.
The road goes downhill away from me, and gradually climbs the other side of the small valley, there are more buildings there, a few windows have lights in them.

I know I am dreaming, and with very little effort I become lucid. Now I want to find out more about this small town. The only problem is that I have to somehow return in time to go to work tomorrow, I have all night to get back.
My older brother is with me, I havent seen him in many years, he doesnt even look the same to me.

Somehow, I am taking him somewhere, but we must stay at a friends house and spend the night. Someone is looking for us, and we have to be quiet.
I wonder if this is the same street that the haunted LD house is on, the one that I used to live in with my family. There was an evil old woman that would walk on the upper floors, where all the bedrooms are. We would lock our doors and listen to her exploring the house, cackling with laughter. I hoped that she wont go near the kids rooms.

The haunted house isnt here, its just a dimly lit neighborhood. My brother has been loading the car with his stuff, I stand outside and look at the many homes on this street. I wonder if I will have enough time to visit them.

I think about doing a RC, spin or hand rub, but I can feel that I will be here for a while. There isnt a lot of people here, I walk around the house, opening doors to see what is inside the rooms, nothing interesting.

Now you might think that I am wasting this long LD, but I have been working at finding out more about my LD world and where I can go with it.
To be standing in this LD street, looking up and down at the homes and cars. I find myself wondering just what is going to happen if I try not to change the direction, and let the DC's run the show.

I do know that I can do nearly anythiing that I want at this point. I am standing still inside of my LD. I could easily walk over to one of the homes and go inside. I could start picking up cars, uproot trees, etc... there is a lot of things that I could do here.
But instead I choose to wait and see what happens.

I walk over to the car, my brother is waiting to leave. I get in and drive away, the car feels very old to me, it sounds, feels and smells old.
I ask him where we are going, he only replies with " Just out of town". I sense that he is running from something, so I just drive away.
After several miles we come to another neighborhood, he tells me to turn and and park. Someone is following us, and if we wait here, we will be okay.

The sun has already risen as I can now see details much better. We are in another suburb that looks like any other. There is a school yard across the street. Beyond the school is a small shopping enter, everything looks livelier over there, I want to go there.
But my brother says that we need to move on, before they catch up to us. I wonder who 'they' are. I know that I can handle anything here, this is my LD.
We drive away again, the sun is now out, the area looks rural, the road is rough, we are obviously in the country somewhere.

I decide that I've had enough of this LD, and I wake myself up. It is 7am, I get up and use the restroom, then I go back to bed for a while. The remainder of my dreams are made up of broken and scatterred images, nothing of substance, I fail to LD this time.

I was having lunch at a sidewalk cafe with Robert Dinero in New York.
We were chatting, drinking martini's, eating sandwiches.
I asked him if he knew I was LD'ing.
He said, "What the F---!, do I look like some kind of psychic?"
He gave me that look that only he can give, I didnt answer back.

I havent put a name to this LD method, but this is something that I have been doing for several years, and last night it became very clear as to what and how I have been doing it.
Now there are many LD methods and categories here on Dreamviews...and I dont know where this one falls under, all I know is that it works for me and it possibly could work for you.

If you have a set bedtime, and you become tired as that time approaches, so much the better. I normally dont have a regular bedtime because I work different shifts, but I will eventually become tired and ready for bed like everyone else.
As that urge to get under the sheets becomes stronger, and I become sleepier, I will not go to bed. Instead I will watch the TV, read a little, walk around the house, play the piano, peruse the internet.
What happens is my mind begins to wander as it shifts towards the sleep mode. I will begin to almost hallucinate as I keep myself awake with the above mentioned acivities. It becomes more and more difficult to concentrate on what I am doing as a heavy sleepiness takes over.
(Remember that you must already be as tired as possible and ready to go to bed before you start 'denying yourself' the act of sleeping.)

When I become very sleepy and close to nodding off, I will finally go to bed. I will allow myself to relax without thnking about doing a WILD or other LD inducing exercise. My body has relaxed, and now the scattered mental images begin to parade in front of me as I begin to fall asleep.
As I 'go under', the images play out before me, objects, places, people, sounds, shapes, ideas, shadows, arcs of light, etc...
I have learned to watch the display without loosing conciousness. Eventually what happens, is one of the images will suddenly increase in clarity and realism. It could be a car, a toy, a person, a tree, anything that stands out above the other mentally formed images, I will lock on to.

Last night, it was a large red wind up clock, waking past me on little legs. It became so real to me as it passed by.
I then followed it down the road with the rest of the parade of images straight into a LD. The clock faded from view, and I was now walking along in LD-Land!
Finding myself going straight into a LD can be an exciting and intimidating experience, but I am getting better and more accustomed to using this method that has become more reliable as time passes.
At that point, I was very aware that I was not fully asleep, I could have simply sat up and started over, but the image and sensations of the red clock walking along became my guide straight into a LD.
I have used this method many times over the years, but I wasnt sure of the exact circumstance until last night.
I wish that I could convey the feelings asociated with the powerful draw that a ridiculous image like a red clock walking feels like.
There have been many other objects that I have followed into LD's, animals, people, cars, a rock, a plant.

I guess the overall idea is to focus and 'latch' on to the image that has become the most realistic to you as your mind does its pre-sleep file sorting. That object can then become a 'shortcut' into the dream state.

Maybe I will call this method OILD (Object Induced Lucid Dream)

What is your take on this method?

I walked along the wooden floor of the base café, the click of my heels echoed through the empty room. There were no patrons, only empty tables and no one sitting at the bar.
Everything had a sepia tinge to it, like in an old movie. By the look and feel of the scene, it was obviously during WW-II, and I was in uniform, a person of somewhat high ranking, it was possibly an Army uniform.
The air was warm and dusty, The Glen Miller Orchestra played ‘String of Pearls’ from the jukebox. The lone bartender paid me no attention as I passed by, he was wiping the bar.
I saw her sitting there at a small table to my left, she smiled as I approached. I said hi as she rose to her feet. She smiled and extended her hand. I took it and gave a gentle shake. I asked her if she had been waiting long, she said no as she smiled again.
I sat across from her, the small round table only had 2 chairs, so we were close to each other. A waiter came over and set a plate of sandwiches and 2 glasses of beer down.
“I already ordered for us.” She smiled again as she lifted the glass to her lips. I raised my glass and sipped the ice cold beer. She wasn’t shy at all about eating, she picked up one of the sandwiches and bit into it, I watched her closely as she chewed carefully.

I had realized that I was LD’ing when I first entered the café. Everything was real down to the last detail. Rather than go off on my own direction, I had decided to see how this LD would play out.

“What are you looking at?” she said as I continued to watch her every move. I could hardly believe that I was sitting at a table, in an Army base café, in a uniform, having lunch with Jennifer Connely.
“I just wish that we could stay here forever, I’ve wanted to meet you for so long, you know that I’m only dreaming, and I will eventually have to leave.” I took a bite of the sandwich, a Club Sandwich I believe.
She set her glass down, “Its okay, I just want to make the most of the time that we have together.”

I was amazed at the continual clarity and realism of this LD. I was getting absolutely no indication that I would be waking up soon, everything was 100% real. I didn’t need to RC at all. Every move that I made was like RC’ing continually.

She appeared as she did in The Rocketeer, likely due to the WW-II setting of that movie. Her attire and manner reflected her character in that film. She wore a white 2-piece outfit, trimmed with black, padded shoulders, the skirt was narrow at the bottom just like in those days. She wore matching white pumps.
The juke box played another familiar dance tune, I asked her if she wanted to dance as I stood.
“Certainly I will.” was her response as she rose and walked towards me. I took her hand and led her a few steps away from our table. I put my left arm around her waist and pulled her in close. She was a few inches shorter than me. Our right hands were joined as we moved slowly to the music.
I held her as we moved back and forth, the horns from the Glen Miller record in perfect harmony. I looked out the windows at the airfield, a few scattered planes, several cars and jeeps basked in the sun.
“You know Jennifer, I really like that movie you did with Don Johnson, The Hot Spot.” She smiled and giggled a little, she held me tighter as we moved together.
“Oh that one…yeah, it was a fun project, it was a warm time of the year, but I guess that’s what they wanted.”
She was slightly embarrassed I think because in that movie she did her only nude scene. It was tastefully done with no overboard shots. I was sure that’s was why she smiled and rested her chin on my shoulder.

I kept waiting for this dream to end abruptly, but I was still firmly in this LD with no signs of fading away. We continued to dance.

I could feel and smell her long dark hair across my arms as I held her. She lifted her head and looked at me, her face only inches from mine.
‘You are a really nice guy, I’m glad that we have this time, I get so busy some times.” She looked into my eyes as I kissed her gently, our lips touching slightly. We embraced and kissed as we danced. Everything about her and I was real. There was no foggy areas or shaky recollections. Our lips pressed together, our tongues teased and explored.
After a few minutes of our slow dancing and kissing, the music stopped and I led her back to our table. I sat, took a drink, and then I knew that this LD was approaching its end. I knew that no amount of RC’s or hand rubbing would keep me here, as bad as I wanted to.
“You know that I have to go now, I’ve had the most wonderful time with you, I wish we could do this again and for a longer time.”
She smiled, “That’s okay Larry, I knew that you would be leaving, but I will be here when you return, I had such a good time with you. But you have to go now, I’ll see you soon, okay?”

This LD occured after I WBTB. It is an example of another long and realistic LD for me.
The words in bold type are specific LD goals that I managed to recall during this LD.

I was in the suburbs, the area was somewhat hilly. We got into a white car, a vintage convertable. We had to go somewhere.
My friend Ronald was driving, I hadnt seen him for several years, then I knew I was dreaming.
I told Ron as he drove, "You know that I'm dreaming right?" He responded by steering the car off of the freeway bridge and returning to the road. A floating car ride!
Then he said, "Yeah, I know, so now you can do anything that you want right?"
He pulled over and parked, I wanted to walk from here, I said to Ron, "Watch this..." I simply levitated around his head a few times, after I landed, I told him that this was my LD and I wasn't going to be fooled by thinking that this is real life.
He smiled as Ron would, then walked away.
I stood there in the street, there were apartment bldg's everywhere, all painted white. I didnt need to RC, spin, pinch my nose, but I remembered everything that I had read recently on Dreamviews, especially the part about members loosing their LD because they get excited or fooled.
Then I decided to look for other DV members...did you hear me calling your names?
I stood in the street outside of the complex and yelled out,
"Mes Tarrant! Clarity! Iseadragon! Crazy Cat! Caradon! NeAvO! Kromoh! Sivason! Jdeadevil!"
Over and over I called out to you..."Did anyone hear me in their sleep?" I wondered.
Silence...no one around, I decided to go into one of the bldg's. I remarked to myself as to the level of this LD, the sun was out, I could hear birds, there was a slight breeze, it was a very nice LD day for me.
I thought about working on my LD goal, which was to be someone or something other than myself from now on. I stopped walking and I looked down. I was wearing a white shirt and white pants, barefoot. The shirt was unbuttoned, and for a moment I almost began to change my gender, but I decided against it.
That would have been too easy at the moment, I had other plans in mind.
As I stood there on the sidewalk, I was thinking about how well that this LD was going to sound to my friends at Dreamviews tomorrow. I thought about those members that are working at improving their LD skills, those that are just starting out, and the ones that are having problems or going through a dry spell.
I even thought to myself, "I will go into one of those homes, find a computer, and log on to Dreamviews!"
A female DC appeared next to me as we approached the nearest building. I remembered reading in DV's recently about a member putting his hand through his face, so I decided to give it a try. I raised my right hand and it simply passed through my face in a kind of ghost fasion, no big deal, way too easy! I even remembered to hold my nose, I couldnt breath! So much for those methods!
We entered a corridor, similar to the one's that Neo and everyone used in the Matrix.
We walked along, several doors were open as we passed, we would look inside and see all varieties of DC's watching TV, eating, or just looking back at us.
We continued walking, I called out some names again just in case they didnt hear me. I asked the DC girl next to me about this long LD and how can I have them more often. She said, "You know that the WBTB and DILD always work for you" I agreed and added that I would like just to have them more often. She smiled and we entered a room. She was wearing a white toga.
Sleeping on the floor, was the brown stallion, my potential 'Dream Guide'. He lifted his head and looked up at me, I guess he recognized me, he got up, stretchiing as horses do. For a moment, he appeared as an Apaloosa, then returned to the brown color.
I took a moment to check my 'dream meter' as I realized that I have been in this LD for some time now, but everything was going just fine with no indications of fading.
I resumed walking along the corridor, the female DC led the stallion along next to us. She asked me, "So what are you going to do next?"
I really didnt know at the time, I was so caught up in the moment. All the elements for everything I want to do are here, a DC girl that looks sort of Latina, my brown stallion dreamguide, so what am I to do next?
The DC led me into a bedroom, but no bed or furniture, just a lot of thick conforters scattered on the floor, she spoke to me.
"Come in, lets all lay down here, you will be waking up soon so we should all just take a nap before that happens.'
She and the stallion laid down, I lay down next to her, the body of the horse pressing against my side, I was hoping that he wouldnt roll over on top of me. We spent several minutes getting situated and comfortable.
We settled down, the last image that I saw was of the three of us laying together on the floor as the 'camera' rose through the ceiling.

Friends...if you read this post slowly, with lots of pauses, you can get an idea as to how long that this LD was. The walking time was real, I had time to think things over, ponder my next move, enjoy the surroundings, talk to someone, I even called out some members names!
How much more lucid could I have been than that?
I'm hoping that one day, some of us will meet in our dreams and exchange information that can only be revealed if you were there!

Moonscape

I'm suspended in a void of nothingness...a sphere that is the sum of all existence is just out of my grasp...it is shrinking...I have to get to it...it's gone...I'm lost forever...

A bad place to be.

Recently when I became lucid, I found myself in that familiar apartment building again. This LD was very solid and I knew that I would be there a while.
In the past, I had allowed the sight of those familiar DC's fool me into thinking they were real people, but this time I knew better!
So I sat them all down and explained to them that I was on to their deceit
and that I would no longer loose my LD's because I thought they were real.
I mean these DC's were all people that I know everyday, and I wasnt able to do certain LD tasks because of their familiarity.
They all understood that I was in charge now, so I then went about my LD business, practiced flying above the city, did some shape changing. There was no longer any hesitation to do what I wanted because of DC's watching me!

I was a killer whale, with many others. We were swimming close to the shore.
It took some time to learn to move my entire body to swim as whales do. I vividly recall teaching myself to occasionally surface and breath through my blowhole while keeping my large mouth closed. It took a few tries to get it right. I remember not wanting to get any salt water down my blowhole.
The water was warm and cozy. My pod was traveling out into the deeper ocean. I could feel my huge long sleek body, no arms or legs, just fins and a heavy tail. Even my eyes were on either side of my head.
Being a dolphin was similar, I was trying to do the tail walk thing, also trying to leap out of the water. We traveled along close to the beach, mingling and rubbing against each other.

We were lined up under the Coliseum, waiting to go into the arena. I was essentially in the place of Russel Crowe in Gladiator. We were picking up swords, shields, armor, I remember that I needed to hide my face from the Emperor.
Someone was instructing us to say '"We who are about to die salute you!" to the Emperor. If you've seen the movie, you know what the emperor did to my family. I looked for a helmet and face shield to hide my identity.
All the equipment was made of modern materals, not crude metal. The helmets were like the motocross ones. I choose a white and green one, with a full face shield.
We marched out into the modern arena, everyone stood, saluted and recited the pledge, except me. But there was no combat, no emperor, no arena, we were now in a large conference room, the announcer was advertising the "Roman Gladiator Experience". We were only putting on a show for the public.
I fought with incredible skill, leaping, countering, knocking my opponents down in mock combat. The crowds were cheering me along.
Then realized that this is a dream, and a long one with a lot more time left. There were many DC's everywhere, almost as in a shopping center. I decided to have some fun and float around to see if anyone would notice me. I slowly glided up over the people, taking my time.
I hovered above a young blonde girl, she looked up at me, I landed near her and asked if she was a DC. She smiled and told someone that I was flying, no one believed her.
I asked her if she wanted a ride, she smiled as I easily lifted her and took her up over the crowds. her long blonde hair teased my face, I could feel her body next to mine. I contemplated my next move, should I fly away with her?
We landed and she laughed at the experience. I walked back towards the arena, I awoke and wrote this LD down.

It wasn't my dream guide, just a black female DC that I started talking to about my LD problems. I told her that I was having difficulty with doing body mods. She asked what I wanted to try, I asked her to do whatever she thought that I needed.
I removed my clothes, previously when I would pull my shirt over my head I would instantly wake up, but not anymore, I was still LD'ing. She knelt down and I stood, she pulled down my briefs.
Smiling at me, she ran her hands down my shoulders and all over my body. My muscles swelled incredibly as she turned me into a superman. She then took hold of my **** and lengthened and expanded that into an impossible size. I could feel the weight of it as she held it up for me to see.
She stood and stepped back, still holding on as she said, "There you go, now you have everything". She was friendly, always smiling.
I felt somewhat embarrassed as I stood there in my newly exagerrated body.
All of this took place in a large well furnished house. A house that I had been in before in other LD's. We were in the living room. She then turned and walked away, I followed her into a bedroom. I could feel all of my new body move, bounce and sway.
Without going into obvious details, we had sex. Everything worked, I didn't loose this LD as usual. She seemed to enjoy playing with my new 'equipment'. We were able to finish, I felt everything.

The remarkable thing abot this LD, was that everything was done in a calm and controlled manner, not rushed or excited. Those aspects usually always made me wake up immediately, but not this time. I didn't wake up until later. We lay there, talking about the experience. I asked if she will come back again soon, she replied, "Yes...perhaps we will meet again, that was a lot of fun, I hope that you enjoyed yourself".

My past experiences with DC's have usually been detached, sometimes scary. This was different.

Dream on!

A short time has passed as I am walking down a dimly lit hallway lined with lockers on either side. I am looking for locker number 6. It feels like a high school, but not one I've ever been to. The lockers are a pink-ish orange. As I read the numbers on the tops of them, I notice that they repeat between 11 & 12. 11... 12... 12... 11... 12... with no hopes of them ever counting down to 6. I would be walking this hallway forever...

... ah, but of course...

Chuckling to myself I began to force the numbers to change... 10... 8... The lights became a tad brighter and the lockers spread out into a more spacious kind of foyer. I find locker 6. The lockers are doubled on top of eachother (like we have where I work) and number 6 is one of the top ones. I approach and open the locker. These ones are placed impractically high and I am forced to stand on my tip-toes in order to see what's inside.
I spy an item placed way at the back, 'I'll never be able to reach that!' and I stand back down.
Again, I try to peak inside... but now there's 2 items, '?'.
I stand down again, to think for a second. I smile to myself and jump, like a child, to peak, 'Aha! 4 items!'.
JUMP, '6 items!'.
JUMP, '8!'. Laughing (and totally entertained with myself) I turned away from the locker due to the fact that I heard someone coming down the hallway. I ran and hid in a dark corner where, what turned out to be 3 girls, couldn't see me. As soon as they spied the open locker they looked at eachother... and I booked it down the hallway.

I came to a classroom on my left. Inside were two of my bosses from work. One manager ("K") and one supervisor ("S"). S was sitting in a chair and K behind the teacher's desk. K gets up and says hi. S says hello from her chair.
"This is a dream, you know". Just like that! I told them.
"Really?" says S "How do you know that?"
"You can find out many ways... just look at the clock... that's a good one. Right when you think you may be able to make sense of it, it changes. Sometimes it moves backwards. Digital clocks may look like shapes and letters, if it's not too fuzzy to read, of course."
S just looks at me like she's not quite sure. I notice that I'm getting the same reaction from K.
"Or just try something mechanical... like a light switch. It won't work, you'll see".
I pause and turn to K (even in waking life I've never been able to talk to the other one ), "I love to fly when I dream... I bet you could do it right now".
"How?" asks K.
"How can't you? Just fly..." it seemed to make perfect sense to me, until I saw her try... "You can do it. Just keep practicing. You'll get better, I promise!" wanting out of here, now, I turn towards the door. S starts spinning, in the chair she never left, with a huge smile on her face. I feel the dream slipping...

Struggling to hang on, I don't know why I did it but, I grabbed a pencil and paper and started sketching the current scene (which ended up looking like some kind of goofy preschool cartoon)...

... it all rushed back...

I made my way out the door and took a left, to continue back down the hallway. I noticed a coat check kind of area approaching on my left and the school door exit just past it. As I neared the coat check, a girl (that I work with) is handing people (students) their jackets and says, "Jessica, I need your help! I have too many people!" I looked at her line up as they all stared back at me. About 30 of them... indeed, she needed help...

... but not from me! "I'm off work and I'm not getting paid right now, sorry". I saw S making her way down the hall towards us and said, "Oh good! You can help her". Hahaha... remember... this is normally my boss in waking . The coat check girl smiles and tells me to go... and did I ever...

I continued towards the exit, where the sun was streaming in through the school doors. I started running, so happy, so excited to be lucid again! Full throttle I bolt towards the doors. In passing I hear some dude say, "whoa!" as if I startled him. I through the heavy metal doors open with a bang of the metal push bars and ran into the snow! I wasn't wearing much. A very lightweight, white gown that came just above my knees... but I [I]was[I] barefoot. I remember the cold snow crunching under my feet, the cool breeze against my skin and through my hair.... and then I flew up... up in the air... high above the school and smiled down at everyone below. People saw me, but it didn't matter anymore. The playfulness in me made me want to swoop down at one guy on his bike... and I laughed as I did it.

I decided to go as high as I could! When I got there... I hovered... i felt my head tingle.... I don't think I've ever felt that before... I could swear my waking body acknowleged it. As if the invigorating feelings I was getting from this were assuring me that this is exactly what it would really feel like to be this high in the air... AMAZING...

I felt myself starting to descend and decide to allow it to happen. I even poised myself to land properly (sometimes I don't and I'll tumble or do something rather awkward ). I started to drift away from the school and towards some high tree tops... birch trees, I think. I felt as though I was going to get tangled in one, on the way down, so I closed my eyes as to kind temporarily erase the tree. When I landed safely on the ground, I opened my eyes to see an old... I mean OOOOLD... cabin/house in front of me. It was definately abandoned. I was standing on a gravel road behind the cabin. It basically became part of the driveway to the right of the small home. I started to walk towards the cabin when I heard a voice, "My brother turned off the radio". As I approached the right of the cabin, I noticed that it had a full length porch on the front. Still at the side of the cabin, I noticed a small, blue, transistor radio sitting on the ledge, right on the corner of the porch. As I walked up to it, all I heard was static. With tremendous concentration (radios and I have a sketchy past) I took the index finger of my right hand and turned the dial...

... I got music... the funny part... it was R.E.M. ... no joke! Hahaha! (Still makes me laugh).

Super content... I stood up straight and took in my surroundings. Now that I'm sort of in front of the little old cabin, I check out it's disheveled appearance wondering who lived here before. I turn to face away from it. The landscape infront of me was very cliffy and there was a body of water (not too large) somewhat below the cliffs... almost like a cove. Tall, tall evergreen trees aligned the cliffs and down below around the small lake. Something struck me here, though. A sadness... a sickness... someone loved this place and it was home to them and the life that once thrived here. I saw that the water was sort of putrid, I didn't hear happy wildlife... the trees were only half alive, as if struggling to hang on, losing their greenery at their tops. I felt... sorry... and projected feelings of love and respect for what it's seen... this place I mean.

The night closed in, the sun went down... I hear dogs barking! I started walking to my left across the front of the cabin and along the cliff. There was another cliff above me... about my height. I stood on my tip-toes to see above it... there was a little trailer/camper with lights on. In front on it lay three dogs, 'they must have been the ones barking'. All of a sudden they see me! They charge at me, "BARK, BARK, BARK, YIP, YIP!".
I back up a bit and then raise my hand for them to smell, "S'okay guys", I whisper. They all start wagging their tails and looking at me as if relieved to know it's a friend.
"Hey! Who's there? What are you guys doing?" someone comes storming out of the camper.
Feeling like I had to flee, I looked around and realized that my only way out was a small cliff that jet out ahead of me... over the lake... the sad putrid lake... 'but it's okay, I'll just have to fly' and taking a running start (knowing it wasn't long enough of one), I hurdled myself up into the air and failed. Realizing this all as it was happening, I accepted it and dove into the lake. Initially I was a little freaked out by what could be in there nibbling at my feet and toes, but then I heard beautiful voices of women singing, no words, just singing... and someone said, "feel the fish... feel them one your legs and feet... listen to what they're telling you". I did... I felt the water and the fish around me... swimming with me... they said...

... "FONUS"

I woke up from several dreams last night but only recall a fragment:

An old friend from high school, EW, is getting married. She asks me to be a bridesmaid.

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6-20-2011

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Another marathon dream. No I have never run a marathon or even jogged. Not sure what the subconscious is trying to say yet.

I was outside on a road with car speeding by, the road was just were it was going to start being a bridge of a good size going over a wide turbulent river. There were a group of people hanging around looking cold in the winter wind. I wasn't cold at all but was wondering why these people were standing around if it was so cold.

A woman about 43 years old looking like the typical housewife, white, brown hair above the shoulder, overly caffeinated. Then out of the blue she yelled,
"HI EVERYONE! I'm glad your all here! OK lets get our marathon on!"

I knew I could run across a medium length bridge it might take me 10 or 15 minutes, no big deal.

Then the pack of people I was in started running up stares up on to the arch of the bridge that the cables hang off of! There was a platform we all gathered on before we ran across the arch single file. We ran to one side and came back but I was not hardly lucid at all and is quite fuzzy but when I came back I longed for the platform so much I started to get some of my lucidity back.

I lunged for the handrail on the platform, it was so high up are these people crazy!? And there was no safety harness! I saw some old timer running and he looked unconcerned so I let the concern go.

We then were back at a work room where we were making some kind of arts and decorations for our parade. I gethered some arts stuff randomly and stood there, with a small pile of arts and craft stuff, thinking how I had absolutely no idea what I was doing.

I woke and grumbled "marathon dream."
What are you trying to tell me subconscious?


Why calmly climb a bridge when you can run haphazardly over it?