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I am in some school play production type of thing, which is also an assignment worth quite a bit of credit. My character is this tough street kind of girl who looks out for and protects her friends. There are three or four other groups who are performing their routines now. I know that we are the last group to perform.

I am getting more and more tense, feeling like I can't remember my lines at all. Not even one line! It's time to change into my stage costume, which is some oversized overall kind of things. I leave the auditorium and go searching around the school for a place to change. I can't find one and end up spending ages of valuable time searching. I eventually find a kind of shower nook, there is a small girl in there, which I shoo out. As I am digging through my bag trying to get things out that I need, I also search for my cue cards that have my lines on them. I can't find them. I wrote the script for this play so I don't understand how I could forget all of my lines! After someone helps me with getting my clothes on, my mobile rings. It's one of the girls from the play. She's all excited to announce to me that I will be performing a solo song at the end of the performance. I freak out, starting to cry, asking her why she thought this was a good idea, who approved the idea, and what the hell I am supposed to sing?!? She seems shocked into silence and I hang up on her.

Bolting back to the auditorium I find that the last group is finishing up there performance. Dream skip and I am up on the stage behind the closed curtain, in my place ready to start the play, but I still don't know my lines!

i can still remember this because what happened inside of it
dream part1 this dream is some kind of mishmosh there is a lot of those

i had body and verbal control we were sitting at a bench in our primary school at night for some reason well we were talking at the bench we were talking about the school trip to some waterpark the night went on so we went inside the school which was a morrisons then i saw nibbler from futurama then i read a newspaper saying about a mysterious killer and nibbler teleported into the vent and went crazy and tried to kill us and i saw a portal a time portal because it was day and the waterpark jumped in it ended
part 2
i repeated the portal bit again and i started to fall, i hate that feeling and i fell on the floor and got some blood on my mouth you know the matrix yes there was blood on my lips in real life (i died so many times in my dreams it just went on now) so anyway i went into this massive water slide and as i finished i saw some children and as they got closer i saw that they were cyborgs and i started to get chased by them and then i got in a dinghy and flew away

Dream Lucid Me DC DG

I was in heaven with my classmates. We were in a room with white walls. We were fighting for some reason. Some guards came to stop it, because it was illegal in heaven. Then we were told that we would be given one more change to stay here. We were thrown into a tank of water, tied to poles and a shark was released. The last ones to survive would be allowed to stay. We weren´t really scared, and the two boys in front of me were actually looking forward to this. I could move around pretty much. We saw the shark coming, but it wasn´t a bloodthirsty killing-machine type, it was more like a mother type. And it was intellectual, it could talk (If telepathy is considered "talking".) and it had a female voice. Every time it started coming towards me it would change direction before hitting me. Then my classmates told me that you could teleport between these poles. I did it a couple of times, but I thought it was cheating and stopped. Then I noticed that I wasn´t tied to the pole anymore. Being honest, I rised my hands to the air (Water.) to show it to the guards. The guard next to me said "This isn´t (Can´t remember what.)" I started to climb the pole and the shark followed me. Once I reached the top, I stopped hanging from the pole and sinked to the bottom. I couldn´t do what I was planning for and though I was a goner. But the shark just changed direction again, allowing me to flee. (I think the shark was on my side.) It went on for a while. "Has anyone even been eaten yet?" , I asked from one of the guards. Then I heard a chomp. I looked what made it and saw a small cloud of blood swirling were there used to be three girls. "Not untill now." , the guard replied. Soon after that I woke up.

April 14, 2011
Lucid Dream 215: POW! Right in the Kisser
Series: Sexcapades, Episode 5
WILD
around 10:00am



I woke up briefly and laid back down to sleep. I was miserably tired and felt SP setting in. I really didn't even feel like going through with it, but I was too tired to try and stop it. The dream scene formed around me really quickly without any auditory hallucinations and very little visual besides the dream scene formation.

I was in my bedroom and there were quite a few random people standing around. I saw AJ standing nearby, so i immediately walked up to her and cupped her crotch. I started kissing her and rubbing the outside of her jeans. She seemed to be really enjoying herself. I was just going to go at it hard and if it woke me up...fine. I still felt groggy and tired in the dream, so I really didn't even feel like doing anything else. I literally threw her down on the bed and I helped her undress. I then got into the 69 position, but I was on the top. Instead of performing oral on her I just started face fucking the hell out of her. The t.v. was on in my room and Peter Griffin was pointing at my saying, "POW! Right in the kisser....POW! Right in the kisser..." He seemed to have been encouraging my sexual acts. Her head was getting rocked hard against the mattress. After a bit the dream scene had changed.

We were in a room in the back of the high school library. I stopped the sexual activities after a few more moments and left the room. I exited the school library and entered the hallway. JT and Ryano were walking with me. Suddenly, out of nowhere a fist comes flying and connects with Ryano's chin. He immediately crumbled and fell to the ground as I heard the familiar, "POW! Right in the kisser." I then saw the live action version of Peter Griffin skipping away from us down the hall. Every person he passed in the hallway, he knocked out cold and said, "POW! Right in the kisser...." I chuckled and entered the nearest room.

The dream got fuzzy and I felt groggy. I sat down at a desk and just sat there for several minutes. There were other people in the desks around me and they were talking amongst each other. I didn't pay much attention to them. I just chilled and the dream became stable after a bit. I decided just to do some simple shoe skating/sliding. I slid/skated with my tennis shoes around the school. I grinded down a few rails and skated along the walls. After doing this for a while, I woke up from the dream.

Series Details
Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Awake, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

The moment I see my old college campus start to appear out of the darkness, I realize, Oh, cool, a dream is starting. There are lots of multistory buildings all around me, and it's a beautiful day with a vivid blue sky and puffy white clouds. The dream is fairly vivid [and remains so throughout its entire length]. I observe that the environment around me is consistent with the environment I've observed in previous dreams set on my old college campus. [Although, now that I think about it, I think the dreams I have that are set there feel similar more than they look similar. Being in the environment always feels the same, but I think the layout, the spatial relationships of buildings, is slightly different each time. The style of the buildings is always pretty much the same, though.]

I walk along among the buildings, and eventually [possibly after a dreamskip?] find myself inside somebody’s house. The living room has been filled with chlorinated water and turned into a big, deep indoor pool. The second floor of the house is open to the living room, and has a balcony-like walkway that surrounds the living room on three sides. The water comes almost all the way up to the level of the walkway. When I see the pool, I think, This is a dream. I should be able to breathe underwater. I get into the water and start swimming down into the pool, testing this hypothesis. It proves to be correct. By consciously focusing on the knowledge that I can breathe underwater here, I can breathe underwater. While I'm swimming, I feel the resistance that one normally feels from the water when swimming, but not the wetness; I still feel completely dry. I also notice that breathing feels exactly the same as it normally does when I'm breathing air; those parts of my body don't feel any resistance from the water, whereas my skin and limbs do feel it. [I think this experience further demonstrates the same phenomenon that lies behind the nose-pinch reality check: doing something that would obstruct your ability to breathe in reality will not obstruct it in a dream, because your real body is still breathing normally.]

I resurface, then dive again, this time going all the way to the bottom of the pool. I find a small, square sticker there, part of a board game. I retrieve it and bring it to a dream character who is sitting on the walkway at the side of the pool opposite where I came into the room. He's playing the game that the sticker came from. I hand him the sticker, saying something like, “Here. This is part of your game. I brought this back for you.”

The dream character accepts the sticker and asks me to go over to the far corner of the room (near where I came in) and retrieve another, similar sticker that he dropped. I agree to do so. Before I dive under the water again, I pretend to take a deep breath and hold it, for the sake of appearances. I don't want any of the several dream characters who are around to realize that I have superhuman abilities. I dive toward the bottom corner of the pool at the far end of the room, where two walls come together at an acute angle. I find not only another sticker like the first one, but also a die, a playing card, and other, similar small objects from games. I pick them all up.

I decide to try to get back to the second floor by flying. [Apparently because I want there not to be,] There's no water around me anymore. With a short grunt, I try unsuccessfully to take off. I decide to just climb the nearby stairs to get up to the second-floor walkway.

I walk along the walkway and stop in front of the male dream character playing the game. He asks me, “What was that grunt?”

“I was trying to jump up and fly back to the second floor,” I answer.

“Why?” he asks.

I throw my handful of small game pieces at him. “Because you're a dream character!” I exclaim. [Or it might have been, “Because I'm dreaming!” I don't quite remember. The main point is that I dropped all pretense that I was a regular person with no superhuman abilities at this moment, and admitted to being the dreamer.]

A second later, my conscience kicks in. “Wait. I don't know why I did that,” I say. “That was rude. I'm sorry.”

A woman about my age with short, dark hair joins our conversation at this point. She starts off by addressing me, saying something like, “That's right. You're dreaming.” She, the game-playing DC, and I all proceed to have a long, in-depth conversation on the subject of lucid dreaming. [Unfortunately, I don't remember much of what we said. What I do recall is an overall impression that this woman was an expert on the subject, and that her attitude toward me was that of a supportive older mentor. She seemed interested in my progress and how much I had learned so far.] The dark-haired woman asks me something like, “This is your fortieth or so lucid dream, right?”

“Forty-seventh, or fiftieth, something like that,” I answer.

At another point during the conversation, another guy my age, named Andy, is also there in the room. The dark-haired woman points him out to me as another dreamer. [I had no intention of anything like that happening to me. If it did, it was completely without my desire or consent.]

Andy, the woman, the game-playing DC, and I all walk out of the building onto the coast by my university. We're facing a sea cliff with train tracks running along it. We walk along and come to the grassy, topmost level of an amphitheater, built into the land where it slopes down toward the beach. Below the grassy part are many levels of bleachers made out of a metal mesh.

“I really like floaty things,” I observe, addressing the woman. I point out that there are a lot of colorful helium balloons around, and a lot of the other people who are around are flying small, colorful kites. I have one myself.

The other DCs who are there are passing around a strange contraption. At its center is a device that has a chamber in which marijuana leaves are burning, and a fan. The fan is keeping the semi-transparent plastic garbage bag that surrounds the device inflated. The bag is there to keep the marijuana smoke in, but there is a tear in the plastic near the knot, allowing the smoke to escape at a limited rate so that one might inhale it. One of the other, female DCs in the scene comes over to me and my group and offers us the contraption. The other DCs in my group accept it first and take hits from it, then offer it to me. My immediate reaction to getting the opportunity to try marijuana is, Yay! I can do this without getting in trouble or risking the health of my real body, and if I do it, I can brag about it on the forums! [Meaning DreamViews, of course.]

I accept the blown-up garbage bag and maneuver it so that the tear in the plastic is near my face. This isn't easy to do with the fan device constantly inflating the plastic from the inside and making it move around. When I've gotten the tear as close to my face as I can, I inhale some of the smoke through my nose. It has a plant-like smell. The drug doesn't make me feel any different, nor does it change the environment around me.

My companions and I sit down on the metal mesh bleachers to watch a concert [or something like that]. As I sit down, I try to be careful not to get the string of my kite tangled up with the strings of my companions' kites.

There is a blue reusable shopping bag from Wal-Mart lying just to my left on the metal bleachers. It comes to life and starts wrapping its handles around my left arm and constricting its handles tightly, much like Devil's Snare from the Harry Potter universe. I'm not sure if this occurrence is a weed-induced hallucination or just ordinary dream weirdness. I look up and to my right at the dark-haired woman, who is sitting next to me. She looks back at me with an expression that communicates, “Yeah, this is what I was expecting would happen; how are you going to deal with it?”

I'm a little frightened by the shopping bag attacking me, but I'm still secure in the knowledge that this is a dream, so I'll be safe and sound when I wake up. I close my eyes and think to myself, Take me home. [By which I mean, “Take me back to the real world.”]

I then woke up for real, just as I had desired to do. I was amazed to discover that a full 6 ½ hours had passed since I'd gone to sleep. When I recalled my reaction to the opportunity to smoke marijuana, I laughed derisively at myself and thought, Oh, boy. I need to sort out my priorities.

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Side notes:
It's certainly fitting that I dreamed about smoking marijuana on the morning of 4/20. I first learned about 4/20 from peers in college, but on a conscious level, I had completely forgotten about it until I found the “Happy 4/20!” thread on DreamViews this morning. My subconscious sure remembered, though. :-)

I've never tried marijuana in real life, so I can't compare the reality to the dream. That might also be why it didn't really make me feel any different: my brain doesn't really know what it's supposed to feel like to be under its influence. I have drunk alcohol in real life, but I haven't done so in a dream yet. If I ever do, I expect it will probably feel just like it does in reality.

I noticed something today: When I write dream journal entries, I write like a scientist. I write down what I've observed and compare my new observations to previous ones. Sometimes I draw conclusions from all these observations. Often, I perform experiments within the dream and report on their results.

I was with KA. We were in this giant house. For some reason we had a babysitter, and we were trying to escape from the house. I remember walking into an ornate living room and seeing a random woman sleeping in a rocking chair. We started climbing onto the top of a wall; the roof seemed to just not be there. We walked around on the tops of the walls and escaped the house.

At some point we were at a mall that resembled DM. We were in the bathroom, which was absolutely huge, but I can't remember why. The whole room was white tiles with yellow and blue trim.

I was reading The Law of Nines in the commons. A guy sitting next to me reached over and turned the page as I was about to finish it. I figured he had been reading along and wanted to continue without me. With a brief glance in his direction, I turned back to the previous page. I made a point of taking a slow drink from my glass of water to show him that I wasn’t going to speed read for his satisfaction. He turned the page again. This time, I glared at him. It was Absence. As usual, his hair was white, but it was shorter. He had his own copy of The Law of Nines, but he was much further in the book than me. I made sure my glass was almost empty before spilling the water all over his copy of the book.

I set the glass down and rose from my chair. There was no need to worry about what he might do to my book. I was only dreaming, after all. I left my backpack on the floor. I took the quickest path outside – straight back to a garden. I realized I still had the book and dropped it right there. Bringing it would just get in my way. Once I was outside, I looked up at the open sky. Smiling, I took flight. The walls narrowed near the roof of the building, so I had to turn my body to fit through. To my surprise, I looked over my shoulder and saw a library on top of the campus center. Weird. I flew further up, kicking off walls to better navigate what quickly became a maze of black metal. It looked like another bizarre architecture project. I wanted to find a portal to the Monolith Gardens. If I was lucky, I might even meet up with WritersCube! I saw an old furnace inside the third floor, but I realized making that into a portal wasn’t going to be as easy as finding a preexisting one. I was sure a portal would turn up if I kept searching.

The fourth floor was a GameStop. I saw the sun rising on a TV and focused my attention on that. I remotely paused the video when the sun was clear of the horizon. It began to glow white. Since I proved to myself in my last lucid dream that I could easily pass through glass quite easily, I ran headfirst into the TV screen. The sun portal widened as I approached and engulfed me. I fell through it with no more sensation than an internal shift in my weight. I pictured huge trees in that brief moment between entering the portal and appearing on the other side. Instead of reaching the Monolith Gardens, I found myself back at the open window through which I entered the fourth floor. I hit the ground running and picked up still more speed. This time, as I fell through the glowing, pulsating sun portal again, I summoned a vivid picture of the Monolith Gardens in my mind. It still didn’t take me there; it just dumped me into emptiness. I frowned.

I waited for the dream to come back, but after a while, I was sure I was awake in bed. I went back to sleep, intending to do better next time.

This one was definitely entertaining. I quite enjoyed it.

I was in a really small community with people who I referred to as my parents though they really weren't. It was a pretty forest-y area, and quite often came under attack by a family of four bears. The attacks were always non-lethal, and almost playful if the members of the community didn't get so angry about it.

In one attack, the bears came armed with hammers (the father bear had a gun-hammer), and in a frenzy, I chased them into the forest. I eventually got lost and ended up wandering into their home.

It was somehow part tree-house, part cave, and they weren't happy I had entered their home. They tried to fight me and get me out, starting with the youngest bear, the son. He appeared to be a stereotypical cartoon bear and wore a small vest and hat. He attacked with a hammer, and I easily incapacitated him. The mother bear, dressed in only a shirt, came next, and she was dispatched relatively easily. The daughter bear was wearing a sort of fur bikini, and had a much more human face and a round black nose. She swung her hammer around, making it hard to get close to her, but I disarmed her by throwing my hammer and knocking hers out of her hands. She fled, and I chased her down, grabbing her around the waist. She fought back (rather playfully, and laughing all the while), and when I brought her back to the room where we started fighting, I set her down and the father bear (who was the most realistic and didn't wear anything) asked "Why are you in our home? Why won't you leave us alone?"

I replied that it was because they started attacking us, and I just got caught up the moment. We came to some sort of agreement, and they helped me build a rocket ship to leave their home. It was probably the cave segment, being deep underground, and requiring some serious effort to get up from there.

Flash forward about three months (I actually watched a montage of us building it) and the rocket is done. I launch out of the bears' home and come up in the middle of my little community. It's winter now, and my family is remodeling the house. For some reason, everyone is out and about and looking really sad. I walk up to my dad, and he says to go get ready for a party. I walk up to my house and the front door is partially painted and hung crooked in the door frame. I open it and walk upstairs, accidentally brushing against a wall and getting wet paint on my shirt.Then, I get undressed shower. It's about here that I wake up.

I've just realized that the construction of the house at the end of the dream is similar to that of my grandfather's condominium. Altogether a quite entertaining dream!

April 12, 2011
Lucid Dream 214: The Land of Good and Evil
Series: Land of Dreams, Episode 9
WILD
around 3:00am



My cat woke me up by knocking a glass of my bedside table. I decided to attempt a WILD. I performed my technique and hit SP rather quickly. There was a wild rush of colors that swirled all around me. I felt my body start sliding all around my room. It soon stopped and I stood up in my dream.

I walked over to the door, grabbed the handle, and immediately found myself in bed once again. I couldn't move at all and I knew it was only a false awakening. I finally managed to sit up a bit, but it felt like someone or something was hanging around my shoulders/neck. I heard it whispering, "UNC Tarheels.....UNC Tarheels...." I laughed and could hear my voice echoing as if it was through a microphone. I then said, "Hello" and it boomed and echoed as if I were announcer in a large stadium. I decided to not even fight the fact that I couldn't get out of bed and just try to have fun laying there.

I started acting like an announcer and imagining the scene in front of me. I said, "He takes the inbounds pass...there are less than 20 seconds to go and UVA is down by 2 points...." Suddenly the scene formed in the place of my ceiling. My ceiling was like a large window to the basketball game. It didn't seem like a t.v. screen....it was much more real than that. It was really amazing actually. I kept commentating the game... "Zeglinski has it at the top of the key....he makes a move and blows by the defender....he kicks it out on the left wing to Evans....he pump fakes.....and passes out to Mike Scott at the top of the key....there are just seconds left and the big man pulls up...a three for the win...........its........GOOOOOOD, GOOOOOD!!!! MIKE SCOTT AT THE BUZZER TO KNOCK OFF NUMBER 1 NORTH CAROLINA!!!! WHAT AN AMAZING FINISH!!!!"

It was awesome how the game played out exactly like I imagined and announced it. They weighted presence on my shoulders had apparently gotten angry and started jerking my upper body around a bit. I decided to fight back. While laying down, I started punching the air over my left shoulder and could feel my fist connecting with its face. It jerked and punched me in the side of the head, as I landed a few swift combos. I felt the presence's grip release from my shoulder and I began to float up into the air.

I was now floating around in a very colorful cartoon-like void. The environment was anime/video game like and everything around me looked 2D. There was no footing below, just a dark sinister looking abyss. I continued to float around in this colorful world. I noticed that there were several objects floating in the distance. As I approached them, I noticed they were actually 2D people who were extremely bloated/inflated. They reminded me of King Dedede from the original Kirby's Adventures in the way they were bloated. They bounced up and down in rhythm and it was quite trippy. I could hear "Dango Daikazoku" playing in the background. It is the ending song from the anime, "Clannad." I floated around this colorful world for quite a long time. 2D rainbows would sprout up from the darkness below every now and then. The sun was completely 2D and seemed to twist back and forth in a playful manner. Every so often, a bouquet of balloons would float by me as well. The whole world look like it was a level out of Super Mario World 2.

I looked down into the darkness below and I could see red eyes watching me. Every now and then I would see a hooded figure emerge from and submerge back down into the darkness. I noticed several red eyed wolf-like beasts below as well. They were looking up at me and snapping their vicious jaws. I had been using my arms to guide me around and decided to try and fall into the darkness below. I put my arms tight to my side and started to fall rapidly. The music changed to something much more sinister. I could hear violins hissing as the music intensified. I could now see skeletons, snakes, wolves, and dementor/reaper like creatures moving around in the darkness below. I spread my arms just before falling into the darkness and I stopped in mid-air. The wolves began snapping violently at my feet. They were just barely out of reach. I unzipped my pants and began pissing on all of the creatures below. They seemed to get angry and started snapping, grabbing, and throwing sharp objects at me (like scythes and sickles). I just dodged and kept pissing on them all. I suddenly became worried that I was pissing in real life. The dream became unstable and I allowed myself to wake up. Luckily, I was completely dry .

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What will I do? These are the dreams that fit into no particular category. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

March 18

I was in a grocery store with a guy I know well. There was these two people..big, fat..(like the man in Dune) standing in the way... we wanted to go down a certain isle, and they would not move over. First we asked nice. The man (there was a woman too) just looked at my companion..
with a blank expression.
Like he was..insignificant. Eventually we got a bit mad and trying to walk off. The fat man grabbed my friend's wrist..then hollered he was being attacked..BY us. I told my cohort to COME with me, and we left the store...rather fast. I am not positive we were already being chased or...preventing being followed. My companion changed into a girl form, about age 5, then.

We ran for a while down a road that connected where the store we left was at and a larger road.

When we slowed down a bit I noticed these rocks/stones all around us. I thought I hadn't seen this kind in AGES (literally) and stopped and looked closely at them. One.. stood out..so I picked it up. It was roundish..with points coming out of it.These stones ..I cant think of the word..not glow..but sense it was nighttime they had a blue and red light coming from them.

There was a school on the left side of the road right before the intersection. My partner wanted to go between the buildings of this school. As we were walking to somewhere he pointed at in the distance, suddenly he hollered to RUN. I dropped my artifact/stone in the process of getting away of something I did not see, but felt.



Some point later... we were talking to the "police". They wanted us to prove where we had been earlier. I think the fat man said my companion attacked him, or we both attacked him and the woman he was with. I'm not sure what was said that we did, we were not told. I told the 'police' I had dropped my stone/artifact, and if they found it...it would prove where we were. I found out then..from the "police" that my..stone was past of a very venerated statue that had been broken to pieces LONG ago. It looked something like a turtle.



There was...a time gap again and it was day again. We were in a warehouse of some sort. We were going to slide down something like a slide that led outside. As a sat down to slide out of the building, I was pushed violently backwards. It looked/felt like I was caught in a wire cage...pressed hard against me. I freaked out (a fit of claustrophobia) My energy pushed out around me in a wave and I got free.



When I DID get back to where my cohort was, we both sat down on the lip of the opening..that slid down maybe 15 feet to the ground outside. He looked at me sadly.. wanting me to help him. Down below were maybe 5 or 6 people. One is a man. My friend looked at him screaming to take out his contact lenses. When the man down below had them in, the he could not see my friend, and my friend would start to disappear.. There were these spirits around the man saying that they were his kids and hated my cohort... wanted the him to disappear, hated him and taunted him badly. I..torched a few of them in electric blue flame, I was upset with this..terribly. This man, when he took out his contact lenses he could not see the spirits at all.

the last thing I recall seeing is my friend disappear from beside me, I said fuck this!!! and woke up.

[INDENT][RIGHT][SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"]21.04.2011[/COLOR][/SIZE][/RIGHT]
[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]Figures, This Had To Be A Dream...[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"](DILD)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#800080"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#00008B"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#000000"][/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"]I was sitting down on a bench with a girl I knew in the dream. I also had the ability to think about dreams I had previously that night, but the dreams I remembered in the dream, I forgot when I got up, either way, good ability.

[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]I was on the bench, talking and laughing with the girl, she appeared to be my best friend in the dream. [/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"](That role is open in real life too...) [/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]In the dream I didn't love her, she was just a friend. We were talking about what we did on some sort of school trip we had not long ago. I apparently had a few funny mess-ups in the high rope course.

I then thought for a bit, "....Wait....who is this girl...?" I did a nose pinch and [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]realised I was dreaming. I then went and moped for a bit, while thinking, "Of course this is a dream, like I could actually have a friend to talk too..." After a few minutes of moping I eventually remembered to do something a bit more interesting, I rubbed my hands on the stone ground to stabilize the dream.

I walked away to get a grip on my surroundings and saw a girl, I was thinking if I know her in real life, or if she really means anything. I was thinking how she appeared in every dream so far tonight.[/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"](Remembering dreams like this in lucids could prove to be useful)

[/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]I went and talked to her for a bit, I can't remember what we talked about though, she asked me if she looked nice but I didn't really answer. If I recall, she was wearing a red dress with some gold highlights, and had brown wavy hear, similer to mine, but longer. I can't remember much past this. [/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"]

Sorry if my DJ bores you, dear readers...[/COLOR][/INDENT]

Was having extreme hypnogogic imagery. It was an image of a room. The room became 100% vivid. I wasn't too sure how to get into it. I kinda woke up but went back in. I moved a little bit out of my body, but I could still feel my other body. I was crawling downstairs trying to stabalize. Tried to wild into it and failed. Tried again and had the falling sensation for a long time. Was scared to reality check in case I wasn't fully into the dream and had a fa. I was downstairs with kara telling her about my wild attempts I saw a spider on the couch. Karas grandma was there. I went to the couch to try and wild and I remembered the spider. I jumped off the couch and tried to get the spider on kara. We were wrestling on the floor and karas grandma was laughing.

Another falling sensation. Was with leo kara and german. We went to claim jumper and we had coke with us. We were joking around with the Mexicans about the coke and trying to get them to buy it. They were laughing and I snuck into the back of the office to see if anyone wanted some. I came back and kara was making a character for german on dc. They were acting weird. Karas hair was up and she looked really ugly. I kept telling her to put her hair down because it was ugly and she wouldn't. I found out it was because she smoked and thought I would get mad. I didn't care just thought she didn't like smoking. We got into a fight and broke up. She was crying. I knew t wasn't over and walked away expecting her to follow. She did with g and leo and I got in the car. We laughed about it.

Side note: Leo arrived from london and we are looking for a place to live. I am also sick.



Lucid. Was playing basketball downstairs at my house. Was kind of lucid but didn't really comprehend. I knew it was getting better just by practicing in my head and thought of it more as a fantasy rather than a dream. Played for a while until kara started cheering me on. Eventually I went inside the office and talked to her. I said wait this is a dream why am i playing basketball. I woke. I deilded in and had a bit of a hard time stabilizing. After I did it was my longest dream ever with no need to stabilize again. I was talking to kara saying we have to remember this then remembered to ask if it really was kara. I was getting weird vibes towards her so I left. It wasnt the real kara. I was a little scared and ran out. In my neighborhood I did a lot of cool things. I had full control. I split my house in half. I changed the sky. I destroy anything at will. Then I summed tornado's. I realized that this was too much power and that I needed to use the other control method I read on the forums. the tornado's were huge and really a little scary so I tried to stop them by assuming they would. The didn't stop and were getting closer I was getting scared. I started running super fast and almost got sucked in. I flew away and ran superspeed to safeway. Inside was super funny it was all messed up and I continued destroying things. I kept doing the other control technique and it was getting me nowhere. I was kind of horny so I tried to summon t. I was getting ugly girls until finally I saw her through the wall. I went up and we were talking. I was squeezing her blobs through her shirt. Then I took her shorts off and started having sex. I was keeping it casual and still talking to her as we were having sex. Eventually my heart started to speed up and I immediately stopped. I left her and went into a car with kara. Kara was telling me to do things and I would try to do them. I tried to turn the sky purple and it wouldn't work. I tried to make stars and it didn't work. I tried to make portals out of doorways and nothing. Several times I would walk through I door and say that it would be a portal to nagrand and nothing. I really am not goods at portals anymore. I drew some metal on the floor and tried to pick it up and jump through and nothing. I finally gave up and did some other things o can't really remember and remembered my dream guide. I said I wanted to see my dream guide. Nothing I kept asking and asking until finally he walked by. He looked Asian. There was a sign on the road with his name on it. It consisted of three words. It looked Asian. I don't remember it now. I was rereading the name trying to memorize it and woke.


I was with kara and baron. Our neighbors came in. They were going on vacation and gave us lsa to give to baron. I told them it looked like it was for humans and if they had any lsd. The husband went nuts and said he used to be addicted to it and not to ask him. I asked again and he went on a killing spree. It was a long dream but I dont remember too much. It ended with him getting caught and his assistants killing themselves.

Side note: Leo arrived from london and we are looking for a place to live. I am also sick.

Was at some really fancy mansion with leo. There's some sort of party going on. I talk with random people about random things and we decide to have a party at my house later. I put an order in for some party decorations to arrive at my house later. I really have to pee so I go to the bathroom. The bathroom is full and there's a huge line. I wait a little but its too long. I go else where and there's a line there too. I go outside and pee and the grass while talking to kara on the phone about drugs. I go to the owners and they really like me. We talk about my party and they are buying my some really expensive things. A girl walks to them and whispers something in their ear. The owners look pissed and take back what they bought me. They said I was caught pissing in their lawn. I get pissed and say his dare they accuse me. They feel bad but someone the girl has proof. I leave the party to some portal into Israel. There's a weird war going on but I don't remember much here. I get teleported into my house and jaba was there. It shows a long story about how she got dumped and thrown out and now is screwed. We played many times. She said she would come back because she needed money. She was trying to find any excuse to stay over at my house. The doorbell rang and a ton of guys were bringing things to the house. All these decorations for the party. My mom was complaining. It almost filled the whole house up. It was a sunny day. Later it was Halloween and I was putting up decorations.

Still no lucid dream for two days!! Someone woke me up and started talkiing to me so I forgot about half
of my dream details. But here is what I remember.

A series of deaths

I remember being on an airplane with some friends that I have never
met before. Something happend that made us run away and one of our
friends had died and it was 3 of us left. One of my. Friends was so
paranoid and he ended up jumping out the emergency exit off the plane
in midair. We saw him falling to his death through the planes window.
This made my last friend loose it he just sat there dumb struck. And
when we landed he didn't put his seat belt on even though I was
begging him to do so. Then the plane stopped and he flew across the
plane!

Fancy Mcdonalds

Then I remember being in mexico in what was supposed to be my house
over there which didn't look anything like it but somehow it was my
house. I was with family and my gf. I saw all my uncles and conversed
with them telling them how muched I missed them. We sat and conversed
for a while untill nightfall broke in and me and my gf went back to my
house and went to one of the bed rooms. Some kids tried to come in and
one of my cousins stopped them thinking we were having intercourse but
sadly we weren't. We were just talking because she had to get her
license renewed the next day so we had to go back to the states. The
next day we went to mcdonalds because my cousin wanted to go and
mcdonalds over there in mexico was like only for the rich since its
super expensive. So we went and my cousin kept hitting on my gf and
that was agitating me. But we got there and there was like a
performance going on in mcdonalds. My dream then shifted to the
singers manager and how she was getting sued for a guest getting hurt
during her performance. I vouched for her and told them that she
didn't get hurt but was just trying to make a quick buck.

Flaky friends

The next thing I remember was being back in the states in my old house
2 of my old friends were there and 1 I didn't know. We were in my
friend's jorges car and he was talking about how he was doing good in
his geometry class. Then a group of guys came up to us and asked us if
we wanted to be in a fight club. We talked to them for a while and
they left. Then we were supposed to hang out be he decided to leave
and go to the vally. So me and my other friend ernie got out the car
and then he wanted to leave too so he left I went back in my car
looking for my passport and then I woke up.