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This was another lucid from several days ago that I didn't have time to journal. I don't recall much now, but the lingering emotion makes it memorable.

Jennifer
I become lucid somehow. I am in a house. It's vaguely familiar but I don't know specifically. I try to recall my plan. I think to summon my ex-girlfriend (which wasn't my plan, but it's something I've thought to do, but feared it might be dangerous). I seem to be in the living room of the house. I sense that around the corner and through the hall is the kitchen. I take a breath and prepare myself to meet Jen, who I haven't seen in 3 years. In those years, I have only dreamed of her once or twice, and even then only briefly. But I am haunted by memories of her in waking life.

I finally muster the courage and start walking toward the kitchen where I expect her to be. As I enter the door, I call to her loudly: "Jen?" Then I walk in and there she is. I stop, shocked that it worked. There she is after all these years. I take a moment to really look at her. She doesn't move and doesn't say anything. I look at her face. She seems a bit older. He face a bit worn and no makeup. She is not ugly but she is somewhat... undesirable. I silently thank my subconscious. I thought this would be very difficult and painful. But somehow, now that I see her, it's not so scary. I am not overcome with desire, or anger, or sadness. I just see her and she is just a person.

I talk to her briefly, but I don't recall any detail of the conversation. I only recall my sense of relief that I saw here and I didn't totally freak out.

This was a weakly lucid dream for several days ago. I didn't have time to journal it at the time. I don't recall much of the dream, but my interpretation is memorable.

Father
I am in my apartment living room. I see my father. He is sitting at the couch. He is bent over, writing something on the coffee table. I notice he is writing with his left hand.

Interpretation: My father isn't left-handed, but I am. I am the only person in my family who is left-handed. It's something I identify strongly with. When I saw in the dream that my father was writing with his left-hand, I realized that this dream character actually represented an aspect of myself. This made me think of when I look in the mirror in waking life. I see myself and, as I've become an adult, I look a lot like my father. When I look at my reflection, I see my father. This upsets me because I have a bad relationship with my father and a negative opinion of him. I have collected all my own negative character traits and projected them on to an image of my father. But really, it is myself. I can't reject and avoid the negative aspects of myself. I must accept them and work toward a holistic personal goal.

Family in Crossword Maze
My whole family is together. Father, mother, sister, me. And also maybe one other male child. We are walking through a forest. The trees and paths are arranged like a maze. It's like a big maze puzzle game. We walk through and collect letters. They are like big white Scrabble tiles that are scattered throughout the maze. We have a map. Every so often we stop to consult the map. Guarding the paths are giant spiders, but they seem fake. They are like piñatas.

So we walk around together, collecting these letter tiles. I am surprised that everyone in the family is getting along and working together toward this common goal. Eventually, we seem to reach the end of the maze and have collected all the letters. Then the map of the maze appears like a crossword. We place the letter tiles on the map to complete words. I remember two of the horizontal words were "California" and "Geneva".

Then the whole scene seems to restart. We start back at the beginning of the maze and do the whole thing over again. My sister complains that I found all the tiles last time and I should let other people help. So I help my sister and the other mystery boy by pointing out where the letter tiles are. I'm a bit frightened of the big spiders. My mother is fearless and she knocks them away with a big piece of paper, paving a safe path though the maze.

Interpretation: Lately, I have come to realize that when I dream of my family members, they actually represent different parts of my own personality. So, in this dream, all the members of my family are working together and succeeding. The fears and weaknesses of some individuals are made up for by the strengths of the others. I interpret this mean that I should accept and incorporate all aspects of my character.

Brian
I dream of planning a trip with an old high school acquaintance, Brian, and his family. He was a friend but later we grew apart. In the dream, he is patronizing me and I am annoyed. But I honor the plan to take a trip with his family. I am at his house. I decide to return home and come back the next day when we will leave together. When I get home, I all him to confirm the time for the next morning. But I am still annoyed by his patronizing attitude.

Brian Again, fragment
Another dream about Brian. Maybe I woke up briefly and reentered the previous dream scene. I don't recall much detail beyond that.

tried this last night but did not dream I did tho manage to develop my WILD method to the point of almost exiting into my non physical body! ah well It may have been something I did wrong. I will try again tonight!

Day 7 - 19 of january 2011
Tonight i only had a minor dream recall. I know 1 little recall is better than notthing but i was looking forward to a vivid dream. Nevertheless here is tonights little dreamfragment:

I was in class - sitting on my usually spot i guess. My teacher were writing his dream journal while everybody could see it (on the wall since his computer is hooked up to a projector). Meanwhile i was writing mine but when i pressed ''post now'' it wouldnt post ?!

"MADNESS" i thought by myself. I saw my teacher were finishing off his journal aswell so i was going to see if he had the same issue. He did not have any problems.

the dream skips a little
My teacher is showing me the new ''digital signature'' form i did not fill out
the dream ended and i woke up

I wa on the beach, again with a girl. It was summer but there was a strip of snow on the beach. I was taking some pictures of the snow and of here with the snow on the background.

first of all i remmeber being all pissed of about some kid stealing my shoes or some shit some kid named jaquie nd i was gunna find him and beat the shit out of him i ran around my dream looking for this kid and never found him but continued being pised off. finally i took a knife and thrust it deep into my stomach. I took it out and felt the blood go out and it still felt as a regular cut would feel like. i bled everywhere and told my mom what i did and she took me to the hospital. i cudnt get to the hospital floor cuz i cudnt float up to it. and then there were all these infected people and i was driving on the golf course trying to avoid catching their disease. fucking weird ass shit. i want to be lucid tonight

Non-lucid Lucid Side Notes

I am in a multi-level building with many rooms and hallways that lack an organized structure. Trying to find your way through this building is like wandering through a maze. Every single room and hallway is packed with people who are partying, chatting or doing various activities. I remember being lucid or at least talking about lucid dreaming at one point in this dream, but I am not certain about this. I wander in and out of random crowds and do a variety of things to pass the time. I smoke a cigarette at one point, and then I get onto a dance floor in a dark room with flashing colorful lights. I see James trying to start a mosh pit or something. I'm totally game for starting one. I walk over to him and greet him warmly. Someone starts to play "Invaders Must Die" by the Prodigy on a keyboard, and James and I start to head bang like madmen to it. Other people on the dance floor look at us strangely at first, but eventually join us and start a mosh pit because they just can't resist.

Despite the various moments when I'm actually enjoying myself, most of the time I have overwhelming feelings of apprehension and fear as I wander through the rooms and walk among the throngs of people. I haven't seen anyone I've known in this entire building except for James. I feel like there is something strange that I haven't noticed yet, and not only that, I feel as if everyone else in the building is trying to mess with me. I take in my surroundings and closely inspect the people around me, something I haven't done yet. Upon closer inspection, I notice that there are many partygoers whose physical structures are constantly morphing with each passing second - heads are growing wider and receding, arms are extending and shrinking, etc. Also, there are many people who seem to just disappear if I look away from them a split second. Everyone who disappears is quickly replaced by new people. This morphing and disappearing is happening at a constant rate, and I can't believe that I haven't noticed this until now. This is why I was feeling that there was something strange happening.

I am quite freaked out at this, and I wish that I were with my family right then and there. As an answer to my thoughts, I see my family in a crowd about 40 feet away from me. I walk over to them and tell them to stick close to me or we will lose each other. I know that if I look away from them for even a few seconds, they may just flat out disappear. We walk around aimlessly, and I make sure that my eyes don't stray from them. We enter into some hallway and this random old man initiates a conversation with me. I accidentally say something that deeply offends him. I try to offer an apology but he won't accept it. Out of his rage he morphs into a menacing creature. He grows fangs and claws and his eye sockets sink deep into his head. This scary dude chases my family and I down the hallway, and I manage to escape from him. In the process, however, I look away from my family and as expected, they have flat out disappeared.

Shortly after losing my family, I run into Linda and we, once again, walk around aimlessly. For some reason I am no longer worried about anyone disappearing. Linda says something about how her roommate is thinking of becoming a Christian, and I am happy about this news. There is more to this dream but I can't recall anything else.


- Level of Lucidity: 5/10
- Feelings and Emotions: 3/10
- Sounds and Scenery: 6/10
- Recall: 5/10
- That night I drank orange juice and ate cheddar cheese to aid in dream vividness and recall. I also played Inception as I fell asleep to induce an Inception-esque dream. It didn't seem to work.

Jan 17-18
Dream was very wierd and skipped around...I only rememer a few fragments.*
I was in a underground tunnel/werehouse...I was an employee... But before that I was havin to fight off huge people as they tried to wreck the place. Anyways as an employee I remember I was really fast and agile and could run thru the place quicke than anyone else. I was training a new guy that just couldt get the hang of it. He was older with a black thin combover...he was also chunky.*
The dream cut to another scene where I was running thru this path and wound up in a foreighn countries market area...there was a specific cabinet that cought my eye...it was old rustic with small patches of white paint in it...it had this drawer that opened down followed by multiple drawers inside that did the same. The drawers was usless but made the cabinet look beautiful when you let them down...that's pretty much all I can remember**

I was talking to my dad about how that big castle in front of us with the black obelisk is mordor, when I realized that this just has to be a dream. I had a group of my friends with me and we went to explore it. One of those creatures that can sense the ring when someone wears it was flying around.
We walked up long steps up a few flights and paused to look around, we talked about student loans and stuff I'm currently stressed out about. I remembered that I wanted to try to use smoking as an anchor so I reached into my pocket and pulled out a soft pack of reds. They were pathetic looking. The filters had fallen out and the tobacco was starting to as well. I tried to smoke one anyway but gave up, so did a friend of mine who has the same first name, and when I looked at him he had tobacco all around his mouth. I tried to pull out another pack, and I think I did but I never smoked one. I saw this rusty blue door with an intricate handle, sort of art noveau, and decided that behind that door would be a coke machine. When I opened the door it was there. When I hit the button 2 cokes came out, but one was diet. They didn't fall in the normal fashion but sort of rose up in a kind of futuristic way. I opened one and drank it, it was delicious and I thought about how it tasted even better than in waking life, it was the perfect temperature etc.
Then my friends girlfriend was in the bathroom talking to me about how much she enjoyed being in the bathroom away from the pressures of life(this might sound creepy, but it's from a Philip K Dick book, the Penultimate Truth, where people live underground and in a very high strung society. The main character has a monologue in the bathroom talking about how he enjoys the peace of just being a biological being without having to play social ego games for just a moment). When she came out of the bathroom she wanted to have sex with me, but I said no since her boyfriend was 20 feet away. Then she transformed into someone else and I tried to get her to have sex with me. She said no, but I tried to touch her shoulder and I could feel her resistance as if I was the one resisting. Then I thought about how I could change the situation. I decided that she would want to have sex with me if we smoked weed first, so I said what if we smoke a joint? She said ok and pushed me onto a bed ripped off my pants and started giving me a handjob. I got excited and woke up.

I was sleeping when I heard someone playing drums downstairs. I went out in the hallway and yelled, "STOP IT, I"M TRYING TO SLEEP!". One of the guys replacing the carpet on the stairs said, "oh, sorry" and I went back into my room and laid back down. Then my cell phone rang, it was on the bookshelf, which is strange because I never keep it there. It was Jake(who I never talk to and don't have his number). We started talking about smoking weed or partying and I noticed all my bottom teeth were loose. I started to feel nervous. Then one fell out and I panicked and thought about how permanent this was. I told Jake I had to call him back. I looked at the tooth, it was dark blue, like a piece of candy and gritty. I went and looked in the mirror and I had to rows of bottom teeth. Then I remembered that my teeth falling out is a dreamsign. I flipped the lightswitch on and off and nothing happened. Then I went to the batheroom and did the same. I was extremely excited and wanted to run around shouting, "It's A DREAM> MY TEETH ARE OK!" but then I thought about the guys replacing the carpet and didn't want to freak them out. But then I realized they were just dream characters so I ran down the stairs(they seemed to have disappeared). I decided that I wanted to drive around in a red corvette and smoke a joint(I tried smoking a cigarette in my last dream and was unsuccessful). I walked out to my garage. It was empty, so I decided I'd close the door and when I reopened it there'd be a corvette in there. I closed it with my mind and turned around. I was getting spun out from being so excited and was starting to wake up. I tried to look at the sky and focus on the details to keep myself grounded. The sky was a dark, a tannish light brown color, and the barren trees looks ominous and depressing against it. I tried to pull a cigarette case full of joints out of my pocket but don't remember what happened next, must have woken up.

Blue Fire (frag)
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
A tribe group gathered around a small ditch. I walked into the center and starting out giving commands. As I was talking, one of the men disappeared behind a blue flame. "He's gone! Someone get to finding him and find out a way to bring him down!" Midna from Twilight princess grabbed someone and said, "Me and Jess got it." The dream skips and Midna and Jess are using army toys to plan out an attack in a dark room. The dream skips again and Rachel and are searching for whatever clues were left behind. In the corner of my eye I saw a digital update log of what was happening with the investigation of his disappearance. I pulled out a plastic box with tiny rubber balls in it, with a whip buried underneath. I grabbed a walkie talkie and said, "There's a whip in his case. Would that cause a problem with the law for him?" It buzzed back. "No. As long as the radioactive balls is not attached to the whip." "Radioactive?" I pulled out the whip and glowing yellow balls were attached to the top. "Shit!" I threw the case onto the floor.

Okay, I had a really interesting dream last night. I don't remember all, but what I do remember is this.

I was on a bridge and there were unicorns flying in the sky and there was this guy hurt. This guy who was hurt had a brother, I think. Anyway, apparently I felt really bad that that he was hurt and I think I may have caused his injuries. at the time I was in unicorn form and tried to heal him. The guy bit into my back as I was trying to heal him and I thought thats not how a unicorn heals people thinking that he was trying to suck my blood. For a moment I thought that he may think that he is a vampire. Any way his bite hurts and I start to wake up, but I realize this and put myself back into dream mode and continue to heal him. He continues biting me and I am in so much pain that I wake up luckily before I did so, I sensed the fact that the guy was almost completely healed.

NON LUCID-NAP (OR IT FELT LIKE ONE)
I can't post the content of the dream because it is probably against the rules. I am pleased to say it is the first dream I recall with such matter (it's NOT sex, lol) and it made me realize how we need to defend our country. I am also please to say, that I actually remembered a nap dream! That's rare! Vividness: 4/5. SUPER clear for a nap.
I will add the scenery, since that's allowed. It was a field with a playground, and grass and white sand. Jasmine and Jemise were out there, and I ran from the danger and grabbed onto Jasmine's hand. We all ducked as sparks (which represented something else) rose from the ground and we protected ourselves. I vowed to never let ________ destory our lives again, and I would fight for freedom.
NON LUCID-NAP BEAUTY AND THE CANDLE II
Um, I only remember Belle hitting on the candle in human form. Vividness: 2.5/5. Fuzzy.

I really wish I would have had time to write my dreams down this morning...now I feel like I have forgotten so much.

I became lucid in this underground club that was pretty empty except for a couple of female bartenders and cocktail waitresses. Immediately upon becoming lucid I was ecstatic and walked up to the cute girl bartender. Now that I think about it...I have to stop and wonder what happened to my morality. I walked up to her and said something along the lines of, "mind if I fondle your breasts a bit?" and without waiting for an answer I just started grabbing her boobs and sort of laughing about it. She didn't seem to mind too much though. I looked across the room and saw a group of guys just hanging out around this large hole in the floor. It was a circular hole, maybe 7 feet in diameter...and there was a railing all around the edge of it. The guys were just hanging out and having a drink, leaning against the railing. As I walked over I noticed that the hole was completely black...there was nothing but darkness...like a black void or bottomless pit. I decided to show off.

I climbed up so I was standing on the railing and proclaimed, "hey, guys! look what I can do!" ...and I climbed over the railing and stepped out over the hole and just sort of hovered there for a few seconds. They were all very impressed and watching what I was doing. But then...I began to slowly sink down into the blackness. Shiiit! I thought. I tried to fly up out of it but I couldn't. There was nothing beneath my feet and I was just slowly sinking into the darkness. Sooo I decided to just go with it and see what I could find in the darkness. I tried to think that there would be a basement to the club down there and tried to form a club around me but I couldn't. I was completely immersed inside the black void. I floated around...again trying to form some sort of dreamscape. But all I could form were very vague outlines of shadowy people, just barely discernible in the blackness. Damn. I was getting annoyed...floating around in nothing. It felt as though, my consciousness had sunk into blackness. As though, my brain had stopped doing whatever magical thing it was doing before to create these beautiful dream images. Ah ha! I realized what I needed to do.

I needed to stimulate a certain part of my brain. So I focused my attention and tried to stare out of the top of my forehead. There was a straining sort of pressure at first...then I felt the buzzing start up disk...and images and colors began to swirl around me. Suddenly I was enjoying a new vivid dreamscape. It gets a bit blurry here, as I was with some old friends. But at some point in the lucid dream, a certain famous and very attractive celebrity showed up. Let's just call him E for the sake of not naming names.

We spent a lot of time together and then decided that we wanted to share a dream. So we laid down and went to sleep, and I found myself in another dream. It took me a little bit to find him again. This was an extremely long and involved lucid dream but I can barely remember any of it. At first I think I had sort of lost lucidity. But when I saw him again I said, "I can't believe this is actually happening." And he said...in a sad way...."it's not. It's just a dream." I laughed, and at that point and remembered that it was our dream and regained my full lucidity. There's one part of the dream that I remember... There was a beautiful sunset. We were by the sea. He was holding me like he never wanted to let go, and kept saying that he was afraid of losing me. I kept saying, "I wish this was real. Why can't this be real. I don't want this to be a dream." I remember this ridiculous amount of beautiful sadness and melodrama about the whole situation.

I don't remember at what point or why we agree to wake up...but I think it had to do with the fact that I wanted it to be real and I knew it wasn't. But we decided to wake up. Now this part is shocking to me...because I thought I would just wake up into the real world. But when I woke up, I woke up into the dream I was in before. The same one. I was in the same room where I had laid down to go to sleep to dream with him...except he was gone. I didn't see him again after that. I remember being really confused, because I had just...without any doubt...had a dream within a dream. Without even meaning to...and after having told people that I do not think it is even possible, and that Inception is just a movie. A move that I don't even like! It's like my subconscious was out to prove something to me. Which is that...it is very possible to have a dream within a dream. So I will just shut up about Inception from now on.

I remember floating down by a beach and I saw a pirate ship. Oooo I got excited. I'm going to meet Captain Jack Sparrow! I ran down to the pirate ship and climbed aboard. It was completely empty so I walked to the cabin and opened the door. Right as I opened the door Captain Jack walks out and gives me this look. Ok, you know...the Jack Sparrow look. I wanted to laugh. He was so sexy I wanted to kiss him. I remember thinking that he might smell though, because he's sort of dirty. I think he said something to me and I went into his cabin with him. I think I woke up shortly after.