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Something I learned that I thought I would share with the forum. I quote because it is from the book I am making.




Does that make sense to you guys? Is what I'm saying sound confusing in anyway?

(Old LD - from August 2010. Posting it here as a reminder that I have succeeded at LDing before, and I will succeed again!)

I'm frantically running around in a very large building that looks like it's used for some sort of maintenance. Maybe it's the back entrance to a sports arena or a warehouse, although the layout is much too large and maze-like for that to make sense. The walls are off-white with an occasional surface painted an orange evocative of a high school gym. I'm running because I can occasionally hear a drunken male voice screech, "He's a pillow! A g-dd--n poofter!" and various other offensive terms. They're not directed at me - I get the sense that the man, wherever he is, is ranting good-naturedly to some friends - but certainly the screeching indicates poor impulse control and I know that, were he to somehow see me, I'd certainly be killed. So I'm running... sprinting, actually... trying to find the way out of the place. Of course, I can't find it. I'll dart down corridors only to realize I'm back where I started. There seem to be endless twists and turns. Some hallways have little alcoves or abruptly truncated crawlspaces in the ceiling that make no architectural sense. I don't think I'm panicking, but I realize my situation is getting more and more dire.

Finally my search pays off. I skid to a stop in the middle of a hallway that lacks the high school atmosphere of the place I was just in. The wall to my left is clear glass, overlooking a nicely manicured indoor scene - like the lobby of a huge hotel. I can see expansive skylights above me. I must be a few floors up, wherever I am. The hallway makes a 90-degree turn to the right, but I'm more interested in the two sets of stairs that are now before me. One set is behind an incongruous door in the left wall that looks like it will easily push open. The other set is directly in front of me and leads upward into a darker area. One of these will probably be a good bet for getting out of here... but which one? I deliberate for a second and choose the first set.

I push open the odd-looking door and find myself on a fairly fancy staircase, the kind where you wind around a central railing as you make your way up or down. The walls are all clear glass, fitting with the hotel atmosphere I seem to now be in. I am much more at ease here; I'm not sure there's any more danger. Yet I still want out. I start down the staircase but then realize there's a woman standing a few steps up, looking at me questioningly. She has bobbed brown hair and looks to be late 30s, early 40s. She's using both hands to hold a brown packing box that I know is from Dell and contains a computer. "Oh, you're from before," I say. I know her from an earlier dream (must be FM, I don't remember having other dreams involving her). The woman doesn't react to this, and I realize I can't pinpoint where I know her from. "C'mon," I continue, "we've gotta get out of here!"

I set off down the staircase, not at a dead sprint like I was doing before, but at a quick pace. The woman follows close behind me. "Come on, come on," she urges me in a musical British accent. "Yeah, I know, I'm working on it," I reply. We make our way down a few floors. Abruptly the staircase ends and we're on the ground floor. I feel a moment of triumph before realizing I still need to find the exit.

"Hmm. Where's the exit?" I ask aloud. I turn to the right and begin following the glass wall, figuring there must be a door somewhere. I've only taken a few steps when something compels me to turn around--oh. There's the exit, right there. It's a set of automatic doors designed to blend in seamlessly with the surrounding wall. It also happens to be exactly where the staircase used to be, which might explain why I couldn't find it at first.

The woman and I stand in front of the doors and they slide open. This doesn't make sense, I think to myself. I take a step through the doors and it suddenly hits me. This doesn't make sense. This is a dream! I feel a soft rush of warm air hit me as I emerge, dazed, into the hotel lobby. I briefly think about RCing, but decide not to: I know I'm right. "This is a dream!" I say to the woman excitedly. She gives me a funny look--I realize she's still holding the computer box from earlier--and walks away without me.

I'm still so taken aback that I don't know what to do. I stagger to the right a few steps; there is a bench here and a pillar with some sort of writing on it. I almost feel like I'm drunk. "This is a dream," I repeat slowly. There's a pause. "I'm a coyote and this... is a dream." (Eloquent, aren't I?) As I say this a huge bubble of excitement starts to well up. I force myself to stay calm, knowing that I'll kill the dream if I get too excited. Even so, I can tell my hold on reality is tenuous at best. I start to tip over; I can briefly sense my sleeping body. "No, no, no!" I say hastily, and rub my hands together as fast as I can. The sensation disappears.

I take a couple more staggering, walking-through-jelly steps to the pillar, which I lean against for support as I look up and around at my environment. This really is a gigantic hotel lobby. The skylights above pour down white light. I can see large green trees filling the ample vertical space. To my left, since all the walls are glass, I can see several hallways in floors higher up... maybe there are balconies up there too, not sure. To my right there is a massive concierge desk that stretches for longer than seems practical. Everything is very attractive and clean.

I'm suddenly struck with an urge to sing. Still leaning against the pillar, I lazily imagine my voice echoing like a clarion call throughout the building. I open my mouth and a sound comes out that is definitely my voice, but it's more croak than choral. It sounds like I've just woken up and badly need a drink of water (fitting, I guess). Still, there is a pleasing echo to my voice that I understand is not from my surroundings, but something inherent to my voice itself. I try again. "I'm dreeeaammiiingg... about the end of the world," I sing at random to a melody I don't recognize. Eh, it's no good, I still sound like a frog. I feel myself tip backward again into my sleeping form; I feel satisfied and don't fight it. I wake up.

at a golf course don't remember who with 2 guys 1 girl we tryed to convince the girl not to play because she sucked but to just follow along. Realized I was dreaming and became lucid for no good reason. Flying isn't my thing but I figured I'd do it just to prove myself i was dreaming I guess. Just then a person I live with opens a door and I wake up trying hard to remain asleep but can't do it.

Nonlucid, lucid, partially lucid

March 17, 'll: Entered a dream using the WILD method, with difficulty. I felt like I was floating in the air, and then I was floating on the ocean, rocking with the waves, looking up at the sky. It was very relaxing. I could hear the waves and wind, which I think was actually my breathing.


Then I was swinging upside down by a rope, from a tree over the driveway. There was a party around me. I was not lucid. My sister was annoyed at me. She and her friends left in a car.
I walked into the garage and to the front yard.

I became lucid again, and flew around the trees in the yard. I remembered one of my goals, to ask a cat if it could be my dream guide. I saw one cat but it was not one I wanted to ask.
Inside the house, I asked our oldest cat, Bender, if he could be my dream guide. I told him to do something specific for yes or no. He just meowed and acted like a normal cat. I told him that he could talk because this was a dream, but he didn't.

In the kitchen, I smashed a statue on the ground and sprayed water on the walls and soaked a hand-made thing hanging on the wall. The paint began to run. I sprayed the water on an electric device and felt an electric shock.
Then I met other dreamers. One guy was on the counter. I was not fully lucid and I was acting strange. I apologized and explained that I was not in full control.

Another guy wanted to show me something. He opened the grandfather clock, moved one of the weights to the face of the clock, somehow, and did something with one of the hands.
The clock began to play a little tune because of what he did. I said "that's awesome," and asked how he figured that out. He was just messing around and discovered that the clock would do that.
I said that some things in dreams are very cool, while some things are not (scary things, for example).

I was about to leave. The guy said "see you later." So I asked for his name so I could find him again, either in a dream or in waking life. He asked if I wanted his email, but I said I couldn't remember something like that.
I told him that in waking life I am rather quite.
He told me his name and gave me a small piece of paper with Egyptian writing on it. It also had his "name" on it, as a symbol that looked like a beetle, or a sea turtle. Basically it was just an oval with two curved lines sticking out the sides.
The guy had a short beard and longish dirty blond hair.

I said "where will this be when I wake up?"
He said it will be "behind my ear," or "a tug at my ear," and I will see it "on the hood of a car," like the car's logo symbol. I put the paper in my pocket.

I left the house through a window, and flew and smashed through glass walls of another house.
I saw my family at a dinner table. I kept going and said "bye fucks!"
I floated near a place where there use to be woods. There were ghost-like people there, suffering. The woods had been cursed, or poisoned.

in the armory east bleachers watching an event don't remember what. Sat alone even though some friends I haven't seen in a couple years were just across the aisle.

2nd

on west bleachers I see (b) kevin in green jacket on the top row. Nobody else in the building. I sit 4 or 5 rows in front and try to act nonchalant about it like as if I didn't see him or something.

My First Dreami i was in some sort of battle. The opposing team had alot of big vehicles nothing looked like tanks or jeeps.
They were blue enormous armored vehicles with weapons ive never seen before. They had to be atleast 4 stories high.
I jumped into the bottem of one and no one knew which side i was on. I get to the control part of the monstrous machine
and used buttons to Lock onto turrets and blast missles at them. I then Fired the machineguns and they were powerful.

Next Dream I get out of a car with some friends and we see a group of girls so we go to talk to them. We made them laugh,
I reconized one of the girls there I must of went to school with, and all of a sudden a burst of emotions rushed into my mind about her.

In the following Dream I was driving a station wagon with acouple of women. We were trying to get away from another vehicle which is chasing us.
As I start to accellerate I see these large gold rings on the road, I'm suppose to go through them , but i missed the first one quickly i switch it into reverse to get it/
I drive and go through the rest of them until the last turn I notice the car is catching up but I luckly get to the finish line first. I guess we were racing LoL
I get so excited and we start cheering I then woke up.

When i fall back asleep it seems like im in a small map of a shooting game. They're zombies everywhere ! One try's to bite me but I jump and get it into a headlock.
Being tangled we fall to the ground and another zombie notices and comes right at me but before he does I pinched his lips with my fingers while im holding one zombies lips together
the headlocked zombie is Licking my arm to taste me. Shortly i find myself chasing a zombie and I notice he's about to eat his next victim. Watch out ! i screamed the guy turns around
and destroys the head of the zombie with his shotgun.

My last dream was short, I was with my girlfriend and noticed this kid Moe I didn't care for in school working at a resturant as we're walking out of the mall. I see another old friend
as we step outside. He tells me its been five years since we've last spoke. I introduce him to my girl and he tells he she's beautiful. Right after that all I see even more friends i went to school with and they're telling me how Tommy is single again. I make a joke and everyone laughed hysterically.

I was half asleep and half awake, and I was dreaming of myself playing a 12 string guitar.

I woke up. I tried to put my finger through my hand. It felt like it didn't go through, but I saw it flicker out the other side. I became lucid. I wanted to fly out my window. I was now in a street but the floor had carpet like in my room. I started vibrating violently, and everything started going black so I rubbed my hands together, focussing on the heat and feeling my fingerprints. I was looking around and everything became really clear.

EDIT: I think that after this I created fire in my hands (I don't think I saw it, It was kind of like going super saiyan but as I tried harder the fire got hotter. I could feel warmth on my hands but never looked at the flame.)

My recall faded, I don't know if anything else happened.

I was a young boy, and I believe it started on a bus. Me and a teacher, or just adult helping out, were the last two people on the bus. He either threaten to attack me, or attacked me, the beginning of the dream is a bit fuzzy. In any case I spent the whole dream trying to not find myself alone, because I knew he would kill me. I thought about telling someone else, but I figured he would just kill them to.

For whatever reason, the group I was in spent a ton of time on ladders. Putting stuff on shelves, changing lightbulbs and what not. (probably because I am a facilities worker irl.) Some ladders were really tall, none of them were a normal size.

He tried to push me off a few ladders sending me crashing into (luckily) random piles of non-lethal things. I finally refused to go up a ladder without someone else with me. One of the teachers began to realize I was acting strange and got me to tell her what was going on. She decides that we should go and confront him.

We go to his house and knock on the door. He opens the door and without another thought shoots me in the chest. I go tumbling backwards. It was then that I realized that guns and shot were two of my dream themes, and that I must be dreaming.

I suddenly was the teacher, and began to walk towards the guy all terminator style. He continued to shoot, but they just ricocheted off of me. I said "this is a dream, you can't hurt me."

I forget exactally what happened, but I destroyed him.

I laid back down at around 11 and woke at 1:30 to stupid Zones 1 and 4 blasting in my ear. I turned off the monitor but now I'm up. I still feel like puking, but I have to run to the store as in right now.
So, I thought I'd write down some keywords in hopes of helping me recall my dreams when I get back.

Dead puppy; nursing mom who was here but not here; exodus; damn building and hearing a large potato ; CPS; penny in door which served as temporary key; jail; granny's house: rotting fruit, wooden sword, a marble knickknack (lighthouse ?), pizza, kids playing.

I had a hard time remember that much. There's almost no hope I'll remember what it all means when I get back lol But I'll try.

Bike Ride
I'm riding my bike from home to Target, but I somehow get mixed up and take a wrong turn. I end up at a business complex. I ride my bike on the uphill sidewalk past the buildings when someone rides past me. "Hey, do you need help?" He asks. I look up and see it's a kid from my Bible class. "No, thanks." I reply, awkwardly.

We continue to ride when we approach some cliffs that overlook Lake Michigan. There is a lagoon that drops off the cliffs, forming a waterfall. It's very beautiful, but the fact I've been a bit clumsy on this bike ride makes me really nervous I'll fall off. A naked girl approaches us from the lagoon and starts talking to the kid from Bible class. The dream tells me that there is a movie being shot here, and the residents of the village have been complaining about the nude women in the film.

I look down the cliff and picture myself falling off. It doesn't look too fun. I drop the bike and walk into the lagoon, where my aunt and four cousins are playing. I consider leaving before they see me, but I don't. There is a lapse in time, and I am in the kitchen of some non-existant relative's house. My grandma is here, and a few things happen which I have forgotten, and then I wake up.

Theatre Awards
I am at school, and during my lunch hour I'm helping set up for the theatre awards. Theatre troupes from schools all over the county are coming to VHHS for the awards. The officers have decided on a theme for the banquet, but it has not been unveiled. I am setting up blue folding chairs when Brian unrolls a large banner. "This year," he says, "the theme of the banquet is death!" Everyone seems to be pleased with this, but I find it strange. Brandon looks over at me and says, "What are you doing here??" everyone looks at me, expecting an answer. I don't know why no one wants me there, so I leave angrily. I enter fifth period and learn that they took my name off the excused list. Maybe I really wasn't supposed to go to the banquet. I'm so confused, and still pissed off.

Dean Carlson was on the drudgereport for a week straight and all of his youtube videos, which I don't even know if he has any, got hundreds of thousands of views. Because of the popularity he also got some sort of government position I guess.

I wasn't very happy about all this because I think David Angelo has more reason to be famous.

I was in this house looking for something when I went into a room with a contemporary feel to it. The walls were a light blue, there were metallic blue/turquoise book shelves and bright blue reading laps with posts that went all the way to the floor. The bed had a wooden frame/drawer attached and a solid black bed set. The carpet was a light brown and the walls a dark color. I though that I would like this room for my self and tried to remember whose it was. I remembered my stepbrother and was curious why he left. On the bookshelf I saw the books of something i had been watching on the TV and eagerly hunted through them. I thought this was strange. After that I heard something and went to a new room where i was told that visitors would be coming over shortly and I should look for something nice to wear. I found some clothes and tried to put them on, when the doors disappeared and a few kids I knew from the neighborhood came in. Embarrassed I hurried to another room and closed the door, but when I looked up, that door was open as well, or it wouldn't close all the way. The people we were waiting for said we had to go and I hurried elsewhere to find a place to change. I find a quite place with cream colored carpet and white walls and translucent curtains. I was alone and I saw Facebook in front of me.

I saw some pictures of many people in dresses and suits on stage. It was called Copen Cala Edu or something like that. Anyhow, when I clicked on the pictures I wound up in this fancy assembly with black and star painted walls, bright lights, red cushion chairs, and rosy tile. There were pink and white balloons everywhere, and cream colored streamers from the ceiling, and along the back of the chairs. I saw older people, younger people, and everything else, and I looked on the stage I saw the same people I had seen in the picture, and many, many people from high school, including D, P, M, BM, C, J, M, S, PT, JS, A, GM and so much more. They were dancing, and most of the woman were in jeans, 3/4 sleeve white dress shirt, and a black tie. The men were in blue grey long sleeve dress shirts, with an occasional maroon scattered here and there, and black dress pants, no ties. My eyes immediately went to who I though was D, and I watched as D did this very Ricky Martin like move, and then turned to the audience. Some woman in a black dress then came up on stage, and the group went went down to the front row of one of the sides of the assembly. I had somehow followed them with out realizing it, and then went to the other side of the room where the snacks were, (cakes, cookies, juice, tea, hors d'oeuvres like cheese and crackers, spinach dip, and mini sandwiches) and put my laptop on the table where I was trying to type about volunteering at a hospital on my Facebook status. After that i heard someone talking about an important talk coming up and I maneuvered around the assembly confused until finally asked a dark skinned DC if I could sit here.
"I don't see a sign on it." And I sat down. He asked me what I had on my lap, and i told him it was a tablet where I was talking about volunteering at a hospital, but was slightly hesitant. He said that it was "How admirable," he paused," Why be scared?" I just smiled.

Shortly thereafter I looked at the back of the seats and saw a rope. Oh was this reserved for someone, I asked, and the people behind me, said yeah, but no one showed. When I turned back around and closed my tablet, I saw people from the previous stage performance passing by. Some I didn't recognize, and the one who I had thought was D. I took his sleeve, but he didn't stop, and I noticed he looked more like BP then D. So I let go. "What was that?" Someone asked, and I smiled. "Just a dream." I woke up

1st dream:

I was in a forest at night time with the Mystery Inc gang. We came upon some Legs (dressed in clothes that were starting to rot) that would cover over by leaves, than we uncovered the rest of the body and discovered a disturbing sight, The rest body of was a skeleton, expect for the unattached head which looked as the person did in Life. Than we came upon other skeletons but part of their bodies (eg.Hands) looked like they haven't rotted yet. Than we came to a hedge and looked through it and saw a mummy (you know the Egyptian kind) and than the parts that didn't rotted and the skeleton hopped over the hedge. End of that Dream:

Dream 2:
I was kidnapped (I didn't see it happen), and was sold to a Raja in India who took me for one of his wives (since I looked very beautiful) . He consider me to be important since he made me wife number 1 also known as Rani (Queen), since I was dressed in very Queen-like fashion, unlike the other wives according to Raja (from what I could see in the mirror in the Raja's bedchamber I was wearing a very fancy sari but what's odd is that I had a headdress similar to the one Cleopatra supposedly wore) . We were in the Raja's bedchamber and were getting ready to have sex to see if I would get pregnant (being the Rani, was a big responsibility since I would have to produce a son). We just laid down on the very big bed and the dream ended.

Dream 3:
I dreamed it was morning and my door was open, and through it, my sister's door, somehow I know sis was still home. And I check the alarm clock and it said 12:00pm and than sis came out of her room and I thought "how odd sis had work today at 8:30 so what is she doing still here?" Than I woke up for good.

I had a dream where my brother and I were being driven to school. we passed by our old elementry school. that is when I began to notice that something was not right, we usually do not pass my old elementry school on our way to school, plus the school was torn down in real life. I remember seeing a police car at the school and their blue lights were flashing. I looked at the drivers seat and found out that there was no one driving, the car was driving itself. I did a hand reality check and found that I had six fingers. I realized that I was dreaming. I was thinking about what I wanted to do next. I considered exploring my old elementry school but I thought that I had to drop my brother off at school first. I began to daydream for a split second, remembered what I had read the day before about how daydreaming can destablize lucid dreams, the dream then ended and I had a false awakening.