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There has been a contest to choose the guests who will attend a dinner party with a friendly, very easy-going, gray-haired woman who makes letters out of soft wax. I am at this dinner. There is another woman there who collects little figurines, including one that looks like a classic Hollywood actress. I mess up the top bar of the wax “E” that the first woman has made, making it all bent and chewed up so that she has to redo that part, but she doesn't mind because she loves doing her art. [It wasn't until I woke up and was writing down this dream that I recognized this woman as former Survivor contestant Gillian Larson, who was the guest speaker at a lunch seminar I went to last week.]

Third-person perspective. I'm watching a teenage girl walk around in a mall or a department store. She rides up an escalator, and I can see the bright-green lights glowing from the spaces between the steps. All the time she's walking around, I can hear a voice narrating her story. The words of the story are written in the first person with the teenage girl as the point-of-view character, but the voice reading them is Scott Sigler's. [Not surprisingly, as I just finished getting caught up on the latest episode of the Ancestor podcast an hour before I went to bed.] According to the narration, this girl “eats, sleeps, and breathes TV:” she has a name very similar to that of a specific, well-known TV character, she watches a lot of TV shows, and other aspects of her life are very similar to the situation on various TV shows. I'm aware that what Scott is reading is the first chapter of Ancestor. [The actual first chapter of Ancestor is absolutely nothing like this.]

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A typical scene: a school+hotel (not dorms), but strangely vivid for something so mundane. I was kicked out of one room as I was about to take a shower. Apparently I had stayed too long. On leaving, I forgot my key, which looked more like a car key than one for a door. At this point the building became a school.
There were 4 floors accessible by at least 3 elevators. Joined by some past acquaintances, we entered elevator #3 and headed for the 3rd floor. As we ascended, the elevator swayed. It came to a stop so that half of the exit could be seen. I jumped across and the others followed with some help. We called management to tell them about the error. Later, a repairman spoke to me and told me that due to some mechanical wear, had we not alerted him, the elevator would have shut its doors and fell, trapping whomever was inside. I remember noticing that the repairman was surprisingly intelligent -- not for his occupation, but for a human being in general. As I listened to him, I felt he knew something important that I did not, but should.
There was more but it has already faded - a sinus infection broke my sleep into small unsatisfying sessions with dreams less memorable.

(Vivid): In the city where I live in my dream world, there is a run-down area that I've often gone to in one or two of these recurring scenes of dreams. I usually stay away from the area or go through it at night and get attacked by strange creatures of people, but this time I went there deliberately because me and a friend (never saw him or her in the dream) needed something, so I mentioned "the old ruins across town".
When we got there, the place was a wreck and we searched through it, only to find that the area had been used for some kind of dark ritualistic sacrificing where the bodies were then used to fit inside places in the walls and floors. Mostly just the skulls though, and I remember a spot where there were two skulls that faced me as I looked at them and they were both in the wall as if to be on their sides. The chins would face each other and the top of the skulls would be facing outward, to the left and right. But the jaws were gone and they could not be found. after searching I realized that they weren't meant to fit with the jaws, so we moved on.
Then I noticed that the ground was covered in all manner of sea urchins and coral, and I stated that it was because the island (for we went seamlessly from being in the ruins of my dream city to an island with the same ruins in Fiji) often flooded from the rainstorms, and the ocean's high-tides brought it back to the sea.
We walked on and my brothers and cousins were there too, and I mentioned that we had finally found Fiji, and I was happy, though the place was in ruin and skeletal remains were everywhere- Outside the ruins a lush jungle surrounded us as far as the island went.
We climbed to high ground as it started to rain, and the island began to flood.

Hello : / My dreams get weirder and weirder. I realize that something bothers me deep inside me. I don't know... I'm afraid what I may find deep inside me...

Hours of sleep: 7h
Vividness: 2/5
Recall:3/5

I'm standing outsides in a street. I have to wheels and on one a seat is fixed. I sit on the seat and I make movements with my hands if I'm driving a bike. I suddenly start driving and it reminds me of a motorbike. But the handlebars are invisible. I don't see the engine either.
I somehow realise that this is a dream. But it doesn't bothers really. I keep on driving and suddenly, I'm in a mall. I drive around and I get of my bike. I want to go to the cashiers, But I circle through the mall. Every time I'm near the cashiers, the open ones are full, so I keep circling. A few times while making a new turn, I meet girl N. . Every time she sits on a barstool. Next to her is a guy. She always says when she sees me: "That's my new boyfriend" and kisses him as long as I can see her. While kissing him she looks at me. Her eyes are saying, that she just wants to tease me.
I repeat this scenario at least 10 times and I finish in the moment that I see that all cashiers are full. I don't know what happens next. I end up in a blank room,sitting in a corner, face to the wall and I cry.

O Gosh... What do I want in Reality... CRAP!

Hockey And Drizzt
I was playing hockey with a friend. We were just shooting some balls at a goal. Then all of a sudden a big group of players from another dodgy school showed up. They were really intimidating. We were passing the balls around and they were starting to be dicks. I think I smashed one and ran to the side of the building right next to the field. There were about 5 guys lined up infront of a small hotdog stand. I swung my left arm and then my right over and over smashing each guy with one hit. I grabbed a hotdog and turned around. I smashed it into his face. Then all of a sudden a shotgun blast smashed into the wall right next to me. I ran a few meters to an under pass through the building and then realised I was dreaming. I turned invisible. It was only a low level of lucidity. I was invisible when I stayed still and hid over a fence. We were in the country from my hometown. 4 guys jumped the fence infront of me and ran off into the paddock and a few ran past. It was then that I became a bit more lucid and became the character Drizzt. I chased the four guys sprinting fast and quiet. I raised my arm and took down one with a crossbow hidden on my arm. I take the next two out in the same fashion and then pull out my scimitars. I easily take down the last guy. I walk across the paddock and get to the end of the long driveway to the hockey turf. I look down the end and see two ninjas wearing light brown clothes. I jump high into the 5 meter high bushes that surround the driveway and start running towards the ninjas. I come up to one and pull out my bow. I jump off the hedge and fire my arrow. It hits. I then realise that I really want to meet my dream guides and spirit guides. I turn around and instantly forget about the ninja. I walk back to the other end of the driveway now I look around calling my spirit and dream guides to come to me. I suddenly get a nervous feeling and wake up.

About a week ago, I went to bed worried. I recently lost a very important journal and I was attempting to clear my mind to remember where I might have hidden in. I started to dream instantly when I fell asleep - which has only occurred a few times in my life. I was not attempting a W.I.L.D.:

I suddenly found myself walking on 101 (a 5-lane freeway in California) in the middle of the last lane before the fast lane. I paused to look around. Even though it was a starless night, I could see in perfect clarity and the visuals were photo realistic or better. I walked a few steps forward towards an overpass that was maybe 20-ft ahead. In the dark, I heard a car crash in the lane ahead just beyond the freeway overpass. I couldn't see that far in the darkness... But, I could hear car parts flying everywhere.

One large piece of a car door came skidding directly towards me and stopped just at my feet. The visuals were so vivid, that I instantly suspected I was dreaming. I looked around again, no other cars or people were around. I moved my hand up as if to direct myself into the air. I levitated off the ground, above the height of the overpass with complete ease and control.

Stationed on top of the overpass was something like an unused construction piece with a tower like structure. Atop that structure was something large with multiple points, covered in a tarp. The dream began to fade. I thrashed around to keep it going, and I remember thinking: this is my chance to search my subconscious for information. Instead, I woke a minute-or-two after I had laid down.

I still haven't found the journal. If my subconscious was providing me with some sort of clue, at present, I have no idea what it was. Nearest I could figure, the journal might have slid underneath something. However, I searched my floor thoroughly. Any and all possible interpretations are welcome...

So when I first remember starting in my dream I'm sitting with part of my family and a couple of my friends, only one of whom I can actually recognize. We're in what seems like a very large cafeteria area that is open to the sky above us. Suddenly, lots of food appears on the table in front of us, but I'm not sure what all of it is, but I eat nonetheless. While we eat, performers come and go to what seems like a stage at the front of the cafeteria-area. Depending on what they do, their props seem to magically appear onto the stage. I'm amazed by it all and laugh along with my friends about all the tricks we're getting to see.

Near the end of the show, the only one of my friends that I recognize decides she wants dessert. It's no big deal to me at first. I quickly become agitated as she begins randomly yelling out to waiters to bring her something. My frustration with my friend increases when she begins trying to claim other people's desserts because no one will bring her one. Angry at her behavior, I leave the table to go outside and wait for everyone else to finish. It doesn't seem to take them long before my friends come out first and begin walking in one direction, and then my family come out and walk in another. Not sure which to follow, I begin tagging along with my parents only to find out that wasn't the way we needed to go. They just wanted to go to the car first before we walked home. I feel like something is up at this point, because it itched at my mind to ask them, "Why don't we just drive the car home, then?" However, I don't ask the question, they get what they need, and we begin what my mom tells me is a 25 miles trek in one direction.

Suddenly my dream shifts to a completely different scene from the one we were previously at. This time I don't seem to be myself, but rather a sort of 3rd-person view over the situation. This guy seems to be a sort of victim and is being escorted to a seating area by two other men. The guy, who we'll call Victim, looks relatively all right other than it looking like he has a sort of broken nose. When Victim enters the clearing with the two men, a rather large woman is already sitting in a chair. Before Victim even has a chance to sit down, she gets up and apologizes constantly about having punched him in the face. She claims she got excited in the moment and meant nothing towards him. Before anything else can be said, I wake up from the sound of my alarm clock going off.

Good morning everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a bedroom with a woman I don't recognize. The woman was white, with pale skin and brown hair. The bedroom was dim, as if heavy curtains blocked the windows. The room may have had grey carpet. The woman lay on a mattress on the floor. She was naked.

I crawled over to the woman and lay on top of her. I may have actually started having sex with her. But then somebody else, one of my friends, possibly D, made it known that he was coming into the room.

I got off the woman. The woman, now wearing a satiny, blue dress with a long skirt with slits all the way up either side, just turned on her left side and let her skirt flow between her legs. I thought that, in that position, she still looked almost naked. I may have even told her something like she looked like she was still inviting someone to have sex with her.

I went back to sitting or kneeling at the foot of the bed. The guy came in and was doing something weird. Then he walked into another room. The woman started complaining about the guy, calling him immature.

I told the woman that I recognized that same kind of behavior pattern in myself, and that I was trying to get rid of it, so I could be more mature.

At the beginning of my response, I was watching a set of boxes that were stacked against a wall being replaced with orange cushions like couch cushions, as if movers were walking up, taking away the boxes, and leaving cushions in their place. At the end of my response, I was standing about ten feet away from the woman's mattress, near the head of the mattress.

I may have walked into the kitchen, off to my right. This may have been the same room the man had walked into.

Dream #2

My mom was throwing a party at her house. We were in her living room, which was empty except for a long, narrow folding table on which was food.

The living room was dim, as if the only light was coming from some other room. I could see through the front window that it was pitch black outside. There were a few people here, all gathered listlessly around the table. Nobody seemed engaged with the party at all.

Some kind of conflict occurred. People started leaving the party. My sister even left the house. I followed after my her, trying to make sure she was okay.

I opened the front screen door. I really couldn't see anything outside. But I heard my sister call my aunt "mom." This shocked me so much that I went back inside. I tried to figure out what my mom had done during thr party to offend my sister so much that she had started calling my aunt "mom."

Dream #3

I was in a small meeting room which was brightly lit with fluorescent light. There were a lot of people sitting in folding chairs with white, plastic backs. I sat near the front, in an outside chair on the right side of the room.

Suddenly, from behind me, there was a commotion. I stood up and turned around to see what was going on.

The chairs were now all in disarray behind my row. The floor was also cluttered and messy. A pretty, young, Asian woman stood out of her seat, screaming, "What is it? What is it?"

I looked down to the floor and saw a roach about an inch long scurrying toward the front of the room.

Everybody seemed to be panicked. I don't like roaches, but I tried to explain that it wasn't such a big deal, and that I could even kill it if they wanted me to. But I hoped they wouldn't want me to, because it would be gross.

Non Lucid - Lucid

this reoccurring nightmare always takes place at my aunts house, and one of the rooms is haunted or has a demon present.

My three friends went in to the room in my aunts house that i knew had some sort of demonic presence in it. So i just stood at the door because i knew the room would probably slam on us and it would only get worse from there. i told my friends over and over as i felt the aura of the presence grow stronger that we had to get out. they didnt listen to me and as the door started to get heavier and heavier behind me i was able to slip out at the last second. then i was in my bed out of no where but couldnt move at all except for lifting my hands. i tried to turn on my phone to get light in the room but the screen wouldnt turn on even after taking out the battery and putting it in multiple times. (damnit why didnt i try and plug my nose!) i was sure that it was the demon/presence that was holding me down from my aunts and this scared the shit out of me so i guess thats why i didnt RC or anything.

I then spent about an hour on the computer, typed up this in my dream journal(this is an edit), and just spent time on the forum getting some better thoughts in my head. Then i decided to try WBTB. I stayed completely still focusing on my breathing for about twenty minutes but i found when i would let my mind wonder a bit the "lead blanket" would become more present and i eventually got to the vibrating that way. however when the vibrating got very strong it began to hurt which lasted about 20 seconds. confused about the duration and thinking my health was in danger i stopped... Should i keep going next time? can everybody do it? i was excited that this was happening but i didn't think the vibrating was supposed to last that long.

I was with some friends or something. I remember at first being in some apartment, and then going out with them. While I was with them a bunch of people pulled out some smokes. I somehow got ahold of one. I inhaled, and a ghastly smell and taste entered. I coughed it out. But yet it made me feel calm, and aware of everything. I relaxed. It was sort of odd though, since I've never smoked IRL.

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I got lucid at some point. I know I did. Didn't do anything productive, but I remember trying to think of something I should do.

The Wrong Asuka.

Me and asuka are eating at a restaurant. The waiter comes up and shoots astral tentacles into our foreheads and begins to mind control us. He starts speaking, "Oh there seems to be a terrible mix up, you see the asuka you are with isn't your asuka... Your asuka has been switched with someone elses. The asuka with you is not your asuka. I know where the right one is and I'll bring you to her." Me and asuka are in a trance and agree with him.

We wind up following him with his tentacles still in us. We board a large bus... and I mean a gigantic bus. An escalatorcomes down from the top of the bus. We go up the escalator and sit on the highest row of seats on the bus. above us is open sky. We start driving away. "No need to worry," assures the bus driver, "This whole mixup will be over soon everyone will be in the right place!"

We keep driving for a few minutes and then enter a bus depot. "The right Asuka is here," the unidentified bus driver says, "She'll board the bus and we'll be on our way." WE stop and I watch the escalator hit the ground again. I see my Asuka in a trance going down the escalalator to where.... She... is. I can clearly see it. I see another asuka coming up the escalator also in a trance. It suddenly hits me that my asuka is being taken from me. The shock of that wakes me up.

Yet another alternate asuka...

Me and the other asuka are walking down a street both in confusion. We just came from my inner world where she didn't recognize the house, me, or any of the children. I get a feel of her energy... She has an almost identical energy signature to my asuka... but i still notice the subtle differences. i am aware she's not, "my," asuka.

She wants to know how to get home. I tell her i don't know, but i do know of some pretty powerful entities in Raven's inner world and surely they'll be able to help her. She asks how we get there. i just tell her to follow me and we'll be close to it soon. We get near to Raven's inner world and I say that we should be near it soon, but she's going to have to talk to the entities first before she is let in. she asks specifically who to talk to. Just then Hetfield, Raven's guardian pulls up next to us in a red convertible, he's wearing sunglasses and then pulls them off as he slows down to say "hi,"

"Him!." I say to her and point at hetfield who's now slowed to a stop, "You negotiate with him!" both me and hetfield nod at her and say "yes," in unison. I wake up.

all the other dreams i had remembered are memories covered in fog.

Dirty Dream: (Fragment)
All I remember is random, VERY inappropriate Innuendos. The last one before I woke up was apparently about a broomstick..?

Operation Mineshaft:
Me and a team of commands, which included me, my dad, an asian, and two friends, had to shut off a radio station that was underground because it was causing disturbances. (I faintly remember the backround being the world went into a nuclear fallout, but we managed to rebuild and there were a few groups of survivors who lived underground and never came up.) So we go down the mineshaft, in one of those old, noisy elevators that's just a cage. When we got there, the facility looked like a giant costco. We make our way to the station using computer terminals that had maps. When we finally get there, there is a group of survivors who have been living here for years. They say they down know how to turn the machine off. So we start searching around, and out of nowhere, this girl I know (We'll call her Catherine). She says she built it, but will help us destroy it. Me and my dad follow her into a back hallway where the power generator is. But we go deeper. So deep that atoms grow to sizes you can see, and you have to break them to destroy it. So we start grabbing the atoms and breaking them. We then start to leave, but we aren't sure where to go. We check the terminals but just then the power goes off. I say I remember the way out and begin leading the group through darkened corridors to the mineshaft..

The naked helicopter!:
I found an invisible helicopter just big enough to squeeze my entire body in. I'm sitting like i'm in a chair. I start flying around, but then I realize that i'm completely naked. Instead of freaking out and hiding my shame, I think it's cooler to be flying an invisible helicopter around, so I keep doing it. I was about to fly to school naked, but the dream ended.

I think the moral of the last one is that I have no shame.

Okay, so as I was falling asleep yesterday, I was doing this technique a friend told me before I fully fell asleep and started to say to myself to have a lucid dream. I was saying to myself, "have a lucid dream." over and over again until I fell asleep and the next thing I remembered was talking to my History teacher. This is the only thing that my dream was about and the only thing I can remember. I can't remember what we said to each other, if we said anything logical at all. Also, he had an unproportioned body as his head was bigger than his body. I'm pretty sure I was aware the whole time that this was a dream, but I only decided to go with the flow. It didn't even cross my mind to do anything remotely "exciting." I also noticed that my alarm clock didn't go off, so I said to myself, "I better wake up now so I can see what time it is." While I was still dreaming mind you. I don't know, it sounds like a DILD, and that's what I've been calling it...

But it doesnt matter. My dryspell has officially ended. The number 13 has been conquered. Its true I could debate wether or not its good enough to be an LD, but im alone and I decided that it was I know these times around I didnt write my dreams, but at least write lucid ones for gods sake! Specially now

After a fructuous night of non-lds (including pumpkin smashing) I dream of the truck that almost ran into us yesterday. Anyway now its my family driving it. As Im watching it drive away from the side walk, I hesitate wether it is a dream or not. Just as it crashes, I conclude I am effectively dreaming. False awakening. I simply open my eyes. There is this man sitting in a chair with a boy on his lap. Hes in the middle of my room. As i am lucid, I just think: Uhhhh....Okay thats kinda creepy. Im afraid of watever it is, so I simply wait for the dream to fade then wake up.