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Only 2 hours sleepFINALY! I became lucid inside davids dads house. It was time for sleep but I realized I had 10 figures when I did a reality check. It was hard to do but I YELLED, I yelled and didn't care if I woke anyone up. It took a while but I finally got outside. I kept reminding myself that I was dreaming, the dream was about to fade a few times but it stayed for quite sometime. Longest LD yet. Now I remember a counterstrike moment were I wasn't completely lucid. Like jesse came up to the computer and I was worried that he could see my thoughts on the computer because I was dreaming. There were these pigme type creatures that I had a feeling I played in an old video game. diablo, thats what it was. Anyway me and this other guy in counterstrike. turned a corner and there were multiple enemies ahead, and tried to summon a sword but it didnt work. So I typed /sword and got one in my hand. Id rather not have a lucid dream in a video game but w.e I ended up flying around looking for some one to flipflop but ended up getting lost in her story of trying to Lucid dream -_-

I attempted to be lucid last night, but alas, I was not. I did dream, though.
My dream was a short one. The first thing I remember from it was finding a very fat centipede under my refrigerator. I named it Penelope, even though I hate centipedes and probably would not take the time to name them. Then, the centipede laid eggs on a picture frame, and I picked it up, and the eggs were so sticky that my hand got stuck. I got really grossed out and began shaking my hand in an effort to get it off. Had I remembered to look for anything out of the ordinary on my hand, I probably would have been lucid by then. Unfortunately not, but I wouldn't have had the chance to because then I woke up.
I tried to WILD in the morning at around 7am, but I was too woken up by then. I got into mid-transtition, though. Good for a first time, I guess.
I will try a FILD tonight.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Barely recall anything from last night, bummer!

00.00: Sleep

09.00: Fragment
*I'm on a suspended walkway. A huge wave comes crashing in and swallows everything. I watch in vain as an older man in a yellow t-shirt tries to run. He gets knocked on his feet by the water and disappears.

09.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 9 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Even though I did a tiny WBTB I didn't manage to get lucid.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Wish I wrote this after I had it because now I can't remember much at all from it. Lots of realy crazy stuff happened anyways. I was looking for a new place to live on craigslist in shared houses section. Met with this guy (kevin) Huge house but it would be just me and him living there. Anyways weird stuff I'll try and remember. I decided not to go to that house. (it was a real life thing)

Me and some other people were digging through a couple dumpsters that were packed full of really nice stuff. In a building next door we had a silent auction going on and we just kept adding items as we got them. Made thousands of dollars.

I find myself at the JH basketball court near my house with AD and AF We are all standing on the concrete taking an IQ test that is being administered by my counselor. I think there were other people from school running around the track nearby or watching us take the test from the grass or something. We work on the test for some time and during that whole time I cannot answer any question on the test. I do not know if they are illegible or particularly difficult or something, but I seem totally incapable of answering any. We then break for lunch and walk back up the long concrete stairs on the side of the building. There is some indoor hallway beginning immediately at the top of the stairs and TAnd is laying prone right in the doorway. I walk to the hall and turn left into a longer hallway with various people from my school. AF is taking a drink from the drinking fountain (which has four separate spouts for some reason) but she is bent over at the waist and her ass is sticking up in the air (like 6 feet in the air, she looks deformed or contorted and insanely tall). I walk with AD and AF to some cafeteria that vaguely resembles the high school cafeteria, lunch in hand. I ask AD about how difficult the test was and he says that he definitely answered every question (he evidently thought it was easy, the bastard). AF agrees and as they walk toward the lunch table, I wake up.

27/03/2011
I had a chain of 3 obe style exit/concious dreams last night, and once again I was too lazy to write them down as soon as I woke up and now can only remember some sketchy details.

I went to bed at about 10pm I probably lay there thinking for about 1 hour. I then started an attempt at WILD, I started getting some good HI fairly quickly combined with a 3rd eye meditation, I reached the threshold a few times but each time I woke back up again. After several attempts I just rolled over and fell asleep.

I was woken again at about 2:30 my brother and a few of his friends came over drunk, I considered joining them, but decided I might as well give WBTB ago since I am awake. I had a chat with them for abit grabbed my laptop so I could drown out their noise with some binaural beats. It was now 4am.

I started playing the binaural beat and was starting to get into it but I knocked the earphones out of the laptop so just went to sleep, next thing I know I can hear slow binaural beat play, thats odd I swear I turned it off. I lay there listening my legs up to my hips became light as the sensation moved up my body the 'beats' became faster and faster until it sounded like a normal binaural beat. I thought to my self .. so this is how bianural beats should sound I'm going to make a track like this.

Suddenly little dots appeared, HI I suppose I started speeding through 'space'. I landed on a path leading up a mountain. I started walking there was a girl near by I asked her what her name was,she ignored me so I keept on walking, I approached another girl and asked her what her name was, she was much more friendly I forget what she said her name was .. mybe Sam. I asked her how old she was and she said she was 11, I said no way you are not, she looked like an adult to me, not sure what happened after that, I woke up.

I still had that light feeling in my body I rolled my 'energy body' on to its side and I had the weird kind of duality with my physical body. I entered the same dream again this time the girl I spoke to told me she could not help me, not sure what she was talking about as I never asked her for help.

The third time I awoke still had the light feeling I pushed down through my body and on to my floor. I could feel the floor boards I slid out from under my bed and out into my living room, my brothers friends where asleep there.

I can't remember much else. The main thing I remember is the binaural beats, I really should try and replicate them.

I really need to write these down as soon as awake, I even had a FA of me writing in my dream journal.

Once again I had a dream, about my job. Same spot, same metal object. The workspot is my actual workspot at work. My measurement tools were mailfunctioning, I attempted to calibrate them. The measures seemed to be as random as I thought the clock reality check would be.

Secondly, the #DV chat. With my ex in it. That's about. We were at #DV, then someone came in to the chat, we switched channels and kept talking. I remember waking up before this one though.

today in my dream I was at hogwarts and when I was roaming I suddenly became lucid
.but there were no DCs. I was the only student.so I decided to find someone to talk.then I saw a boy coming inside.but my dream collasped

Awake, Non-lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

[Dream #1] I'm at the offices of a certain company. [The layout is slightly different than it is in real life.] I'm wearing jeans and a white T-shirt with some logo on it. As far as I know, I'm there to volunteer for the day, to test-drive the job I'm being considered for. [Specifically, the one I'm being considered for in real life.] From the part of the office where all the workstations are, I go out to the front reception desk for something. The person at the desk asks me to stop and let her take my picture for my ID badge. I'm surprised. If I'm getting my picture taken for my permanent ID badge, that must mean that they're actually giving me the job! I hadn't realized that today was officially my first day on the job! I had thought I was just there to volunteer and see what it was like. I'm so happy and honored that I actually got the job!

I speak to the lady at the front desk, expressing some of that excitement and those thoughts, and adding something along the lines of, “If I had known today was my first day and I was getting my picture taken, I would have dressed up more!” She tells me that since I'm not wearing any makeup or anything, I should go back to my workstation and look through my paperwork from the interview and application process, to see if there's still a good, professional-looking photo of me in there. I go back to my workstation and do so. There is, indeed, a good photo of me among many other pieces of paper in a manila folder. I bring the picture back to the front desk and give it to the lady there. “I have a nice smile in this picture,” I say when I give it to her. She accepts it, and we shake hands. I start to say something like, “You have no idea how much this means to me! This is only my second full-time job ever...” I kind of stop after that, because I've just realized that mentioning how inexperienced I am probably isn't the smartest thing to do at my new job.

I go down some stairs, which lead down and out of the building in a spiral. The outdoor part of the stairway is carved out of stone. On my way down, I pass my friends Linda N. and Janet [they're both friends of mine from real life]. I smile at them and say hello.

When I woke up and discovered that my first day on the job had just been a dream, I was genuinely surprised, then immediately became genuinely angry and disappointed. [It makes sense both that I would feel that way and that I would dream about getting that job; I've been waiting all week to hear whether I got the job, so it's been on my mind a lot and I really, really want it to happen. Also, I'd like to note that this dream was actually much longer and much more detailed, elaborate, and vivid than described above. I didn't get a chance to write about it until just before bed the following night, though, so I no longer recall all the details.]

[Dream #2] I'm out on a road trip with my family. At a store where we stop along the way, I buy a small children's book that is [somehow] about the song “Friday,” on impulse. We're on our way to stay at the home of some friends. When I get there, I sit on the floor in the living room and read the book. [I could read perfectly normally in the dream, as always, but I don't remember now what it said.] While I'm there, three teenage boys come into the room.

The house we're staying in is huge, and has lots of people living in it. I watch some younger kids get up to the second floor by climbing some stepladder steps that jut out from the wall in one corner of the living room and lead to an opening between the first and second floors. To get to the bottom step, they have to stand on the couch.

I wander into [what is most likely] the dining room, passing the woman whose house it is along the way. On the back wall of this room is a normal staircase leading to the second floor. The woman asks me if I want an entire room, or just a place to sleep. I answer, “I just need a place to sleep.” The woman tells me to go upstairs, and I do so. The staircase ends in a bedroom with a kid-sized bed; this will be my place to sleep. I'll have to sleep with my feet and probably half my lower legs hanging off the end of the bed, but I just accept this. Beyond this bedroom are other bedrooms and bathrooms, and even a third floor to the house, really just a loft bedroom situated in the highest gable of the house.

3 drinking dreams in a row~ no awareness in my dreams that I should make better choices. Though I do realise in my dreams that I do not enjoy the feeling of being drunk I continue to drink and hide it in my dreams. Need to become Lucid during my next using dream and put a stop to this behavior. I have decided that next time I become lucid I want to ask the narrator to show me "The Clear Light of the Mind" the energy that is pure and the result of letting go of attachments and duelism. No aura colors- just clear light. The narrator or someone answered me last time i asked a question so I will ask a new question.

Last night I had the strangest dreams. The first dream started out where I was at the base of this mountain. It was green with grass and had a mist that hung in certain parts. As I made my way I up noticed a wall at the side of the mountain path as if to stop people from falling. It was black and had spirals with flowers at the end carved into it. When I reached the mountain peak I looked over and saw a whole community. Then I looked around and noticed that I was on a space colony due to the curvature of the land. It reminded me of the old colony concept art I saw when I was really young.

Something was off though, there weren't any people. I found an alternative pathway that lead downward, when out of nowhere a person appeared. I can't quite recall if it was a man or women, but I do remember it telling me that the colony was under some sort of marshal law that restricted when you can and cannot go outside. Just then, people started pouring out of their houses and the community bustled with people. I went down there, but I can't recall much after that. All I know is that there was a mother with a child seeking to escape the community which eventually lead the security forces getting involved.

The last dream was a little disturbing. It started out in my World History class where a group was presenting on some world event. They passed out this fill in the blanks paper that was from a song they were about to sing. They started singing it and some of the blanks were quite strange. One was "aliens" another was "senorita" and "industry". The class felt the song was so tear-jerking that they began to cry. I just sat there chuckling away.

Everything around me changed though I soon found myself watching a man aboard a train trying to derail to win some competition with an enemy that just so happened to be on the train with him. The competition itself took place in another city though and I don't quite recall what exactly it was all about. The train itself looked like an old 1920's locomotive.

The man had messed with the train while it was stationed at a platform not to far from the city itself. As the train pulled out of the station, he jumped out and watched from a distance. It was miles away when it exploded and the smoke cloud looked more like a small little puff of air. With his opponent now gone, the man made his way to the city where he meet a women with a single child which seemed similar to the one in my previous dream. Apparently, the child was going to fill his fathers footsteps and participate in the competition that his father was going to. Both the child and that mother had bitter feelings towards this man suspecting something was up with him. The drama ensues as the man fell in love with the mother and tried wining over her heart, but failed miserably. As the dream neared the end, the mother told the man to follow her into some park in the day. It cycled back to an area I remembered in the first dream in the space colony. When they arrived she told him that he was someone important, but the dream abruptly ended after that due to me getting a call at 8:00 in the morning.

After I fell back asleep, I was at a pool surrounded by stadium seats that were filled with people. This dream was more surreal than anything else because there were ducks engaging in synchronized swimming to classical music. When they were finished, there were very few claps from the crowds because they sucked.

I have to say, my recall certainly is getting better. Although to be honest, these dreams were borderline nightmare because of their creepiness. But nevertheless, I still enjoy the recall!

So Im walking to my house from the store and I notice mushroom cloud explosions going off in the distance as well as UFO's shooting green and pink laser beams at my neighbors. So I freak out and run as fast as I can back to my house but in dreams i always run really slow.

When I walk through the door I see my dad and little brother kicking it in the living room unaware of whats going on. I realize all of a sudden that my dad is brainwashed by the aliens because he is just sitting on the couch staring into space. I pull my little brother into the kitchen and hand him a big knife and arm myself with a butcher knife.

Then an alien pig and an alien cat teleport into my house and start viciously attacking me. My little brother runs away and leaves the knife while I am stabbing the alien pig furiously. But the pigs wounds heal instantly and I realize that the fight is futile and jump out of the window and run down the street.

When I woke up I felt kinda ashamed that I left my brother and father in the hands of the alien pig but o well.

25/03/11

Wasn't lucid but everything was vivid.

I'm trying to survive a zombie apocalypse with my little sister, my grandma, and my mum. I don't know where my dad is. Probably a zombie.
I clearly remember the last half of my dream so I'll write it down. After being safely secured into a fairly nice apartment unit (maybe on the 3rd or 4th storey) I try to keep the door shut against the zombies with various things: a chair, a bookshelf, a towel (?), amongst other things That aren't too clear. The sun is setting and the zombies are getting more and more ravenous. My sister appears next to me trying to help keep the door secure and the zombies start banging against the door - they smell blood. I start to get frantic and for some reason a boy vaguely appears and he tries to help me but ends up tearing the doorhandle out and weakening the defences on the door. I remember thinking that he was a total idiot and that we were all going to die. A zombie gnashes its teeth and stares into the hole where the doorhandle used to be and the zombies in my dreams don't look like normal movie zombies. They looks like slimy, starved half men half Gollum creatures with slits for a nose and big round eagle eyes and hundreds of razor sharp teeth. They are grey/blue in colour and are totally wild creatures. The zombie manages to push the door open a fraction and it slithers a hand in to push down the objects holding the door closed against the swarm of zombies and now I am the only one and the only thing stopping the zombies from coming in. My sister is still there but she is helplessly staring at the dire scenario. I try to gouge the zombie's eyes but it manages to prick my forefiger and my middle finger with its teeth and I know right then and there that I was going to 'change' into a zombie.
I remember feeling the pain when the zombie cut me and I could see the blood on my fingers so well. I remember sucking the blood and suddenly the zombies stopped trying to come into the apartment and they moved on in a slow swarm - possibly finding an easier kill. I opened the door and started to follow them but then I turned back to my sister who was standing in the doorway and I said, in distress, "I can't do it. I can't go with them yet. I need to say goodbye to everyone."
So I went back inside to the lounge where my mum and my grandma were sitting and my sister sat down on the couch with them. The sun has fully set and the flourescent lights in the room were flickering. I showed my mum my cut fingers and she couldn't see them too well. She didn't really understand what I was telling her, so I told her, "I got bitten."
I remember feeling the terror and desperation I felt at that very moment. Those emotions felt so real at the time and I started shaking and pacing up and down saying "I don't want to change. I need to kill myself before I change. Can you kill me mum? Can you kill me?"
My mum looked terrified and my little sister said "You're going to kill yourself?!" in a very incredulous voice.
"Do you have a knife? A rope? Sleeping pills?" I started yelling.
My grandma just sighed and told me to look in her sewing kit (in real life she actually has this sewing kit that she used all the time) for her sleeping pills.
I obeyed and gave her a big jar of large green pills. She started cutting them open and pouring the contents onto a newspaper to put into a glass of water and while she was doing it I was terrified I wouldn't be able to kill myself before I changed into a zombie.
I asked my mum when I would 'change' and she replied, "You have five minutes."
"FIVE MINUTES?!"
I sat down next to my mum and meditated to try and stop the change happening and for a moment I thought maybe I was different. Maybe I could stop myself from changing. And While I was meditating and concentrating on not changing I could the change rise up from deep within me (it was a strange, hot, angry, and desperate sort of feeling) and I kept trying to push it back down. But then my vision went black and the last thing I saw before I collapsed sideways onto the couch was my grandma chopping up green pill after green pill and I could feel extremely intense agony in my torso and I remember screaming and it sounded inhumane and metallic (like the zombies) and I totally blacked out and my mum was trying to comfort me while I was changing and my last thought before i woke up was how I wished my grandma would hurry up so I could kill myself.

Very morbid dream and I woke up still feeling the echo of the pain that I felt in my dream. I feel pain quite often in my dreams and although it's distressing at times it only takes me half an hour or so to recover from the dream. However, after this dream I spent the whole morning yelling at my sister and feeling really angry and distressed and I couldn't face anyone. I ended having to get high and that helped me. I wonder if this is normal?

I was on a train. Two guys noticed that they both had Swiss Gear backpacks. I showed them mine, and they laughed when they saw I had one, too. I realized one of the guys was Eric Weller.

“Eric?” I blinked. He pointed at himself as if to make sure I was talking to him.

“Yeah, I’m supposed to be Eric. Who are you supposed to be?” The phrasing of his question was bizarre. I replied in a manner that struck it down.

“I’m Josh.”

“Oh! Right!” Awkward silence followed. We got off the train and came to a room with strangely shaped windows… It was painted purple throughout. I thought about how much I wanted to realize I was dreaming. Then, confused by the origins of the thought, I looked around. I was dreaming! I grabbed Eric by the shoulders.

“Dude, we’re in a dream. What do you feel like doing?”

“I dunno…”

“Neither do I! Let’s fly!” I threw him out the window forcibly and jumped out after him. He didn’t know how to fly, so he just tumbled toward the rugged mountain valleys below us. I swooped down and pointed a finger at him to levitate his body in the air.

“What are you doing?!” he cried, waving his arms.

“Try moving. Float up.” As I spoke, he drifted upward. He panicked when he couldn’t change directions, however, and I had to bring him down with my magic finger. “You’re bad at this…” I brought him down to a boat on the side of a mountain. I gave my intent to summon Nicole, and voila! There she was, standing on the deck. She looked around, then at me. “Welcome to my dream,” I said. “Is it really you, or are you just ‘supposed to be’ Nicole?” Eric didn’t seem pleased by my teasing question.

“I’m me…” Nicole said. “So hold on, we’re dreaming?”

“Yes. I saw a portal while I was flying around. Let’s go into it!” Nicole agreed, so we flew up to a purple vortex in the sky. Darkness spiraled into it as it seemed to spin. We were both sucked in. Hopefully, dream Eric didn’t starve in the middle of nowhere – we left him behind. The vortex filled my vision.

I had a false awakening. I sat up in bed, staring down at my hand. My arm was incredibly long – at least five feet – and each of my fingers branched off into two. I felt like I was going cross-eyed. I couldn’t focus on anything properly. After a while, things stabilized, and my hand was normal.

“I guess we’re not dreaming,” I told Nicole.