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Today, being 5/2/11, I have decided to pick back up lucid dreaming after 6 years off. I will be keeping track of my progress and the techs I use to get there.

Week one being from 6/2/11 to 12/2/11 I will just be getting used to writing down my dreams again and wont be actively trying to ld.

When i first starting lucid dreaming it took me 2 months to have my first real, full blown ld. After a while I was having 4-7 a week, the majority was natural with no more induction techs. I plan to get back to that level within 3 months.

I was inside a television program, and I'm pretty sure it was South Park, as I was with a character who I'm almost 100% was Cartman
We were outside in the middle of the night, in the middle of a field. We walked towards the end of the field until we got to a very large oak tree. We looked around where the roots were, to find a large ditch with a morbidly obese man. He looked about 150 stone (and I'm not exaggerating) and he looked a bit like King Jabu Jabu from Zelda: Ocarina of time Cartman and I had travelled specifically to see this fat man. Suddenly, lighting struck incredibly loudly, and I screamed a very high pitched scream. Then I woke up, and was convinced I had screamed outside of my dream, however after a minute or two it became obvious that I hadn't.

4 feb 11 I remember having sex with Sarah Silverman

5 feb 11 Chase dream...I stole some money from Ja Rule and ran from him until I came up to a dead end. Decided to wake up once he caught up to me because he had a gun, and I wasn't even sure I was dreaming or not.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I guess I'm a bit sexually frustrated. This was one rare set of dreams I just had. Has only happened three times during 1½ years.

04.25: Sleep

11.30: Work and dirty stuff #1
I'm outside of work and it's getting dark. I'm working over my shift, but I have to get something done before I go. An excavator is right there infront of me and I decide I need it to move a few boulders that are in the way. I get in and start moving huge slabs of rock. It goes smoothly, even though I haven't done it before, and all the rocks are pushed to the side. I spot a few fences that needs picking up. I try to pick one up that is lying down but it's alot harder than the rocks. A car is just next to it and I don't want to break the car. I finally get it right and start to pull it back. The car gets dragged along with it and I realise a small corner of the fence is stuck on the front of the car.

I let everything go but the car continues to roll. With a small "crack" it backs right into a pole. I get out and check the damage. Two of the four lights are broken. "Uh oh" I say to my coworkers around me. We all head up to the office to change. I walk up to my boss and tell him what I've accidentaly done. "Don't worry, Fredrik did that before you, so you didn't break it" he tells me. My other boss (Fredrik) comes up to me and smiles. I relax and head back to the locker room

Spoiler for Explicit 18+:

I must have walked into a party because all around the lockers, people are dressed up in nice clothes and are dancing. The locker room looks just like the one in my previous school. I try to head out but two girls block my path. I recognise them. One was from highschool and one from College. "Hi Matte, how are you?" The dark-haired one from highschool asks me. "I'm good, thanks, and you?" I ask back and look behind me. I don't have time for this. I look back and inspect them more closely and I realise they have no pants or panties on. Obviously they want me to look as they don't shy away, a great sight. "We're very good" the same girl says and licks her lips. Her eyes are glossy and I realise she's drunk, and horny. I take a step closer and put a hand on each girl. "Oh yeah, is that so?" I ask as I touch them. Both shaven, the talkative one very wet. I start to do circles with my fingers and they moan in ecstacy.

11.30: Work and dirty stuff #2]
I'm at work once again. I check my phone as I head towards the establishment. No text message from Monica. It's around 1'o clock and she hasn't texted yet, weird. A guy shows up next to me and heads for the nearest car, parked liked a douche. "Idiot" I think and start to run. After a minute of running I arrive at the neighbouring construction site. I run through all the pillars and say hi to one of the disciples there. I spot a small dog tied up to a pole. I arrive at some kind of food station. I grab a plate and start to put masses of food on it. I grab another one and do the same. I need to make sure I get enough for both Monica and me. I drop one of the plates and a wooden spoon in the dirty snow. I grab it and try to clean it off. Sand still clings to it. "You can't dishwash it at the dishwashing station" an old man tells me and points uphill. I head up the ramp and out of the site. I spot an offline dishwashing machine. It's got conveyer belts and all kinds of contraptions. I put the dishes on the belt and pull a lever so it says "1" instead of "0". The machine starts and I run along the windows to look at what's going on inside. I spot a long conveyer belt filled with plates of different kinds of food. Suddenly two plates collide and crash. Cucumber goes everywhere and I run back to the dishwasher and turn it off. I check if there's been any more damage done, only one more plate had crashed.

The dream skips. I'm almost waking up, but decide to induce a sexdream for some reason. I don't go back lucid though.

A blonde girl is sitting ontop, with her back facing me. My point of view changes from 1st person to 3rd person as I pick up the speed. Soon we both climax and she gets off and disappears. I lie there infront of the work building and just relax for a while. I realise I can't do this. "What if Monica finds out?" I think and start to put on my clothes. A very short, short- and black haired girl with piercings walk up to me as I'm sitting there. "Are you Matte?" she asks me. I tell her I am. A foot suddenly appears infront of me and I grab it inches from my face. She tries to kick me over and over and I laugh as I grab her leg. "What are you doing?" I ask her. "You're being a jerk to Monica!" she yells at me and tries to punch me. I dodge the punch and get some kind of card to look at. There are alot of options, but I can't recall what it said.

11.30: Fragment
*I'm wrestling my unce with my brother. I've got him in a chokehold from behind and he's got one on my brother. We've got the upper hand though, and I can see the fury in his eyes. They are actually getting red. I don't want to piss him off too much. "He's not angry yet, you don't want to see him angry" my brother tells me. We slowly let him go and back away.

11.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements before bed: None

That's it! My subconscious will always get me if I cheat.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream Lucid Me DC

Fragment 1
I´m supposed to play drums in front of audience. I´m really nervous, because I have no idea how to play them. In the end, I play them quite well.

Fragment 2
I "wake up" in some weird place. Later a woman tells me and some other kids how to create a planet. I make my own planets rivers green, roads grey and uphill and animals small helicopters. (Lol.)

Fragment 3
I´m on some balcony with my father.

Fragment 4
Only thing I remember is, that it had something to do with lucid dreaming, probably me talking about it with someone.

There was something about cats, but I can't remember. I was also looking at youtube about martial-arts dancers, and how they could do 360 splits on metal fences. I also starting putting eyeliner on in pink and purple (ew).

I also "woke up" in my room, knowing I'm dreaming, and once again found it very difficult to move. I'm not quite sure what happened after I managed to get up. Who knows?

I walk out of my cottage unto a huge grassy field and, though expecting sunshine, find instead a markedly gloomy discoloration/tint to everything.

A few more steps and I notice that there are people panicking everywhere... I mean grabbing their cheeks and screaming. Pounding their fists into the ground. Literally pulling their hair out. Being human, I start to lose my cool a bit because of their actions but before I turn to screaming and running around rampant I ask a few people what the hell is wrong with everyone. I get ignored until this woman, (who was a potato farmer if I had to guess) said "you must be ignorant. How have you not heard that the world is about to end. how have you not heard?" etc. etc.

I then think to myself "clearly this must be a dream", and as you know...yes. Although I did gain control of this one, it was kind of a clumsy control... it was some-what like being drunk. and trying to drive. I don't have a more logical analogy.

well, I begin to get a kick out of the horde of people panicking while i'm strolling around with a fat grin on my face... so I started to hum a song that I wrote spontaneously and I have it play out-loud. I don't really know if anyone in my dream noticed it, but I sure as hell did...because I decided to start dancing. Then I decided I wanted everyone to stop panicking and dance with me but I couldn't figure out how to control anyone else.

Eventually I decided that I could overhand throw "dancing" from my hands like baseballs and start hitting people, this goes on for a while and by now my song has turned into basically a house/techno beat, so i'm having a blast...I then stop and think to myself "wow this is the most casual i've ever felt while lucid...I should try to fly"

{background info, since this is my first post (I forgot i'm not writing this in my personal journal)...I can't fly. Every time that I try to fly I either wake up or just straight up can't do it. I have had one non-lucid flying dream in my entire life.}

so I quit shooting dance-moves at people, turn around and run full speed until I see that the ground is slopping gradually, as if i'm running down a gradual hill...I plant my feet and jump and spread my arms and... slowly descend back down :/ I then "moon jump" several more times, i'd say making it up to 20-25 feet high and probably do 5 or 6 jumps before I wake up, i guess out of a mild frustration





Enjoyed that one, but if anyone has any flying advice - that would be awesome.
I have sky diving on my to-do list...
Also, I don't live in a cottage or know potato farmers.

NON LUICID
It started in my car and we were driving to a new house.
When we arrived at the new house the owner sed that he stopped selling the house.
And then we drived to another house it was EXACT the same !

And I walked to balcony and i did telekenis .(lolz i dont know how to spell it cuz im dutch :p)
i lifted some stuff in the air i could not just lift 1 off.
And there was a boy in the backyard and i could let him do things the first thing i did was let him jump then i letted him stand of his hand (upsidedown).
(that was pretty awsome :p)

then i wokeup ^_^

[This is a catch-up post. This dream is from the night of January 4-5, 2011.]

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

I'm flying around a large, elaborate, indoor shopping mall that has an upstairs and a downstairs level. [I don't remember how I became lucid, but I did.] Like real malls I've been to with upstairs and downstairs levels, there are lots of open spaces connecting the two. I fly down through one of them to get into the lower level and explore it. Some of the people who are in the mall see me flying, and I talk to some of them.

The lower level is completely enclosed with no windows. It's all painted off-white and appears to be mostly offices, rather than shops. When I get into this enclosed area, I start walking. I encounter a female DC and we start talking. At one point, I actually tell her, “You're a dream character!” She either ignores this or doesn't hear me, I don't know which.

While exploring the corridors and passageways of this enclosed lower level, I find a door that is an entrance to the Arlington Theater. [Although I identified it as such, it didn't quite look like that in the dream. It looked like a big theater for live performances, but without the decorative, themed walls, and even bigger and wider than the real one.] When I enter the theater, I exclaim, “I was looking for this place!” Then it occurs to me, Couldn't you have used an ability to get here faster, rather than just searching for it? I go to take an empty seat next to some of my high school friends. The performance we're watching is a live-action version of Jaws. At the end, I walk up to the very front of the theater and take a picture of the audience.

Then, I feel a need to start floating upward, just like a helium balloon, so I allow myself to. The ceiling of the theater is made up of several layers of pieces of canvas stretched out with ropes. I make my way between the pieces of canvas, sometimes detaching a corner and folding it back, until I float out of the building and into the sky.

The next thing I remember is being on a street corner. My dad and sister bicycle past me and tell me to stop at the corner before crossing the street, to be safe. I say yes, I will. I walk along the road I'm on. I think vaguely of trying to do something else cool, like run really fast, but I don't do it. I look at a photo [presumably the one I took of the audience in the theater; I'm working off brief handwritten notes here] in what I at first think is reality before I figure out that it must still be in my head, because I know that I was dreaming when I took that picture.

While still outside on the street [I think; not sure of the specifics of the transition here], I suddenly find that I'm lying down, and my entire body is vibrating. When I look up and to my left, I see a sleep paralysis monitor. It's measuring how much I'm vibrating. It looks like an oscilloscope, kind of like this one, only in the dream, the screen is all black and there's only one bright-green line across it, that grows thicker and takes up more of the screen as the SP intensifies. Below that line is a numeric readout, also bright-green, that jumps from 40% to 88% as I watch. Below the numbers, I see the words “You did it!” appear on the screen.

So this is what sleep paralysis feels like, I think. I know what it is, but I'm still just a little freaked out by the all-over, shaking, vibrating sensation. I realized that I had to be waking up and thought, No! I don't want to wake up yet! Go back! I tried to DEILD, but I couldn't think of a scene to visualize, nor could I calm myself down enough to visualize one. Eventually, the feeling went away, and I was awake and back to normal. [First time I've ever woken up into SP. Very interesting.]

When I went back to sleep after that, I had another non-lucid dream. This time, I'm in my church. The room seems to be the same size and shape as it is in reality, but lots of things about it are different. The piano is front and center [rather than off to the side], and I'm sitting a few feet behind the piano bench, with my chair up against the windows that form the front wall of the room. I'm watching Wendi play the piano. We talk to each other about something. We're attending Betty's memorial service [which was held the Saturday after I had this dream, and I knew that both Wendi and I were planning to attend].

Later, when we're at the burial service, I look down into the box that forms the underground enclosure for the coffin, and I can see furniture inside it.

After the service, I leave the church building. Outside it is a big, complex interchange of road overpasses and underpasses that spans across a straight main road. Airplanes are using this main road as a makeshift runway. I walk across one of the overpasses with my family to get to the overpass on the other side.

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Side notes:
This was the second night that I wrote down a goal before going to bed. This time, I wrote: “Goal: become lucid, look around at scene, make sure it's stable, then see what other verbal commands I can use.” This time, I accomplished the first two, but forgot about the second two. So far, based on two nights of experience, my working hypothesis is that writing down my goals is definitely helping me to achieve them, but that in the future, my goals should only consist of one or two actions at most, not three or four, because I don't seem to be remembering more than two.

i'm making this quick as im going to sleep:

I was in a dream and became lucid
I then "woke up " ( it was a FA) and tried to get back into my dream , like a DEILD. So i think i'm awake but i'm not and i'm even at my old home on the floor! lol (it should be noticed that my eyes felt like they were twitching, like REM)
I try to "deild" and it works, sort of. this time though in this dream I'm surrounded by darkness around me but can see right infront of me the new dream scape. I try picturing myself there, yelling , jumping but it didn't work.
I some how manage to ""project" my right hand into the scenery. So what it was , was me in the darkness but can see the scenery (like a rip in the darkness, a portal, or a rip in the fabric of time) and in that scenery I see my right hand floating there. I look down, where my hand should be and it's gone. Weird.

I then can no longer take the twitching feeling of my eyes so I decided to open them (expecting to be on the floor in my old house, because that's where i "started this deild".

I open my eyes, and i'm astonished to see my self in my regular house, on my bed.

La fin.

Friday, Feb 4, 2011

Diplomats
Recall: 8/10
Sleep: Great
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm making out with this girl, when suddenly a bunch of body guards come and drag her away to protect her from assassins. They take her to an embassy or some political building, and I'm surprised she was such a high ranking official. As the security forms ranks around her and the building, they begin to dance, and some of the guards are the Red Queen's card guards from Alice in Wonderland.

The festive dancing atmosphere leads to a party with lots of people. There is one blond woman who strips down, sits on one guys dick in her ass, then spreads her legs to me offering me her pussy. One of my friends tells me to go for it, but when I try, she keeps turning away, and I never end up getting in there.

We decide we need some beer, and to into the a hallway that becomes a university hallway. There are heiniken vending machines in the hall, and we figure we'll break into them when we notice a grocery store at the end of the hall selling beer. We buy some and go back to the party.

They beer begins to run low, the grocery store is closed, so Sean and I head off into the street to buy more beer. We go to a store where we buy more. As I walk back, a group of guys come up to me and try to steal my beer. I threaten them and they leave.

I'm pretty drunk by this point, and go to a hotel to sleep for the night. I wake up the next morning to find Obama and 2 other guys in my room. We all have our dicks out and they are comparing sizes, but I'm the only one who doesn't have an erection, which makes me seem small. Obama's is pretty big, but kind of bent and crooked. They comment on how small mine is in comparison. I say something about it not being fair, I'm not going to get an erection in a room full of guys.

Mel comes over and reaches under the covers and begins to fondle me, which makes me hard. She seems impressed with my size and begins to suck me. It feels really good. Then she just lays beside me and we snuggle in a half asleep, hungover daze

Thursday Feb 3. 2011

Shelled Aliens
Recall: 8/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm sitting in class when I notice some gymnasts in the hall. They flip and tumble by the open door of the class giving my a good view of their crotches in those tights, and I make appreciative comments to my friends. Then we notice a female weight lifter at the end of the hall. She has a dumbell and is approaching us doing a series of repetitive moves. Her body is also mostly covered in a large blue tattoo, and I comment that she kind of looks like the hulk. My friends tell me to call here that, but I say "No way! She'd probably kick my ass!"

I leave class and pass a group of people in the hallway chanting "I'm a slut" over and over again. I somehow reach the conclusion this is a result of alien mind control, and go outside to look for the space ships. I don't see any UFOs, but find some seashells that I put to my ear, thinking I might hear the alien mind control signal. I only hear the seashell sound of the ocean.

When I look up from the shells, I'm on the grassy part between two highway lanes. The grassy part I'm standing on is overrun by colorful 9 foot tall mollusk shells, moving about. Some are red with purple, others bright green and blue, others purple and orange. These shells contain the aliens.

I avoid the aliens and keep going until I meet up with two army guys. Together we go to a little suburb where everyone has been killed by the aliens. The army guys pick the smallest shack of a house and try to break in from the backyard to set up a base. While they try to break in, one of them gets shot.

They surviving soldier pulls out a sandwich baggie full of different pills and begins to pop some.

I was dreaming of President Obama. I don't remember much but just that there was something he was doing that I didn't like. Gosh, I wish I could remember.

I was washing dishes and found $50 in the water.

I was outside a building, maybe a bowling alley. I went inside and was in a room that looked sort of like mine, but the dimensions kept changing. There were 2 old ladys arguing and a friend of mine trying to get them to stop. I think Madison was there too. I left and walked around outside. I remembered more of this dream when I first woke up but not now.