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I was dreaming about something... I don't know. Something random. My ex-in-laws were there, and boy are they downers. I was inside a house, it wasn't theirs, or maybe it was but it wasn't a place I'd ever experienced in my waking or dreaming life before, when all of a sudden I was lucid.

"I'm lucid... oh my -- ...I'm lucid!! ...I have full control... ok, ok... ok... let's try to jump..."

So I jumped from the kitchen, and I floated in a straight line until I hit the wall. It wasn't graceful or cool, like an astronaut or a swimmer, it was like playing an internet video game where the internet suddenly cuts off. The other people in my dream disappeared. The landscape outside the windows was gone - in fact, everything outside the windows was completely black. There was quite literally nothing outside of the house. And I was having to learn to fly all over again.

Pointless! I was quite upset... I finally accomplished something I'd been wanting for so long, only to find that my control was so complete that my own existence was the only thing. Maybe next time I'll try to say something a little more ominous, like "Let there be light."

I was in hell, and I had a team of cooks with me. We were in the kitchen ("hell's kitchen" is a recurring theme for me) and all my cooks were busy. The place was pristine, everything was in its place, all surfaces were clean, all was well...

...until Satan came in. He was extremely upset. He had hooves and horns, but all features beyond his silhouette were indistinguishable: he seemed to be completely made of molten lava. He stormed through the kitchen with such blazing heat that the surfaces melted, and in his wrath he destroyed my cooks, one by one.

I stood near a counter, shocked and stunned. Such raw power, such extreme violence, such anger... and I was powerless to appease or defend. He took his time destroying the kitchen and my staff, and I had the feeling that I was an observer of the situation, until he stomped towards me, curses coming from his lava mouth. I laid down on the floor in complete submission and humility, because I felt any form of defiance would have been ludicrous. His crotch began to glow bright yellow, then white hot, and he urinated right over my prone form. The bright hot lava stream splashed near my body but I wasn't touched.

When he finished he stalked away, still hot, still glowing, still angry, still frighteningly powerful. I woke up with the lingering feelings of fear accompanied by an adrenaline rush and a small bit of relief. The rest of the dream faded in the face of this event.

Another big screen.
Super wtf mountain climb.
- going down a trail. getting a ttacked by alien kids. but they give me a gift. A cop pulls me over and we both are eating old dutch chips.

Good nights beget good nights, maybe? This is my 51st entry into this DJ and I can say, proudly, that I've had over 100+ dreams recalled since starting it up. That's pretty wild. No LDs yet--not liking that ratio :/. My wife is leaving for a vacation with her family for a week so I'll have the bed to myself. I'm going to go all out in trying different techniques I normally wouldn't be able to try, then. Til then here were my dreams from last night.

I'm at some sort of rest stop and I seem to be staking out some guy. I'm in the bathroom and I see his clothing hanging on the knob. He has a pair or black pants and a fell phone inside of them. As I'm in there the phone loudly goes off with a rock n roll ring tone.

Now we are in the parking lot to some business. It looks kind of like the shogun lot. An Asian man comes out of the building being tailed by police and reporters and me as well. The Asian man, Randy, had just used his inside information to lock away someone I believe is innocent. So I catch up with the man in the lot and demand to know how he came to his conclusion. In a broken American accent he tells menus refuses to answer.

We reach his car and at this point I get angry and throw the man against if and get in his face. He finally tells me what I need to know and then two men, who had been hiding in a car and watching Randy, open fire on the two of us. I sprint off and Randy tries to as well. The men get out of the car and mutter something about how they can't believe be thought they'd let him live. As Randy is almost free he gets hit in the hand and in the back. I wake up.

I'm watching this guy as he's pulled over. He has a beard and glasses. He's on the phone with his lawyer and in the background i see people going through his car. He tells his lawyer that the people that pulled him over found out that his new song has stolen rhythms in it. The lawyer is telling the guy angrily to cooperate in anyway possible.

I'm talking to Phil about his curfew when he lived with his friends and how he had to be home by 10 if he expected any phone calls. We also talk about this other song that I had been working on prior.

Me, a friend and his drug dealer are in a small, Las Vegas type town. We head to the dealer's place, which is a one floor building with a tower with neon signs on it. As we head up the tower, it feels a bit creepy and it has a green hue from the neon lights outside. We use a ladder to go up, passing by a bunch of circular rooms. I see smoke swirls and get worried that I will get high if I breathe them in, only because it is late.
We are then at a movie theatre in a white room that looks sort of like a small unviversity classroom. There is a door beside the screen that leads to the small office that controls the movies. We pick up the person who is running the movies and leave. On our way out I think about how the people will be pissed when the movie ends and no more are playing because the operator is with us.

I had a few dream fragments I remembered that were vivid, but I could remember hardly anything from them.
One takes place in a Galaxy movie theatre that seems more like a huge indoor amusement park. The other is a birds eye view off my old elementary school, where the portable classrooms used to be.

All in all not a very good night for dream recall, wish I could have remembered a lot more, but I will make up for it when I post the ones I had the past two nights. They were pretty damn epic.

The last scene was actually a repeat from a earlier part of my dream. I don't know why I was here this time around, but it involved getting indoctrinated into a church that kinda looked like a parking lot. I do remember that this time I was in jeans and a ratty t-shirt while last time I looked nicer.

I think last time (definitely earlier in the night) occurred after I landed from a space station. I bunch of humans were scattered across a number of space stations and for some reason I had to go on this mission with a bunch of them (can't remember it to save my life ATM). I do remember having to hop from ship to station a few times and eventually coming to a planet with ruins (or maybe this was part of a separate dream? IDK, I only have bits of scenes tonight).

The other bit of a scene (maybe occurring between these two?) was a female character traveling with another female in a bunch of ruins, trying to complete this 'mission'. This other female was way smarter and the character that I was following I think got sidetracked by one of the locals in these ruins or something. Maybe the started dating and this pissed the leader off.

That's all I got...

So I was away from the internet for about a week but still wrote down my DJs, I'll post a few tonight and a few tomorrow so I don't spam the page

I am standing near a tree on grassy rolling hills. When I do certain actions a bunch of stars are other designs fly at me from above, in one color. The color and shapes change every time I do an action. Eventually a unicorn also pops up with the colors, and he always seems angry and tries to attack me.

I am on another planet with a group up other people, trying to find a spaceship to leave. It is a desert planet, and we are inside open sand colored stone structures. I can see large ships jutting up above the walls a few rooms away. They are in a large open area that looks like it could be used for a scrapyard if needed. My expedition is in an arena-type room behind me, and I am standing in a hallway lined with pillars. From a view up ahead I get a closeup on shark people walking down the hall towards me. I figure that they must be the planet's inhabitants. They are large, awkward looking, dress in purple cult robes and move pretty slowly. I climb up a pillar that is right next to the arena and suspend myself in the air by pushing against the pillar and the room-dividing wall. The shark people seem to be hostile and slowly walk beneath me and confront the expedition. They are asking for some kind of code. I realize that along this hallway there are small storage rooms numbered from 1 to about 20, and that they are asking for the correct room number. I know the code and am also hiding at the pillar next to it, room 16. In an effort to distract them from my people, I call out that it is room 16. The shark people see me and slowly walk towards me and the room, but I jump over to another pillar. I have also changed the code from 16 to 4 using just my mind. Without finding out what they need it for, the dream ends.

I have lost my guitar picks... until last night! all i remember from my dreams is finding them and becoming super excited. not until i woke up did i realize that they were still lost :'(

My mother and I were moving the last of our moving boxes into the new house, which was much larger than the old one. Comparatively, we were moving from a shack to a mansion practically. There were many rooms, so many that I thought I might get lost in there somewhere, and there were two bedrooms that I particularly liked. The entire house was furnished, and all of the furniture was very nice, but the beds in those two bedrooms were particularly nice and comfortable. I was thinking I might not move my waterbed right in, I might try sleeping on a standard bed for a while, and one of those would be just the bed to try it on. So I chose the larger of the two rooms, both of them had their own bathroom, and I moved my boxes in there.

My mother came in to see the room I had selected, and she said it was very nice. I was going to take a shower or a bath, not sure which, maybe a bath because the tub was so big I could swim in it… but when I turned the water on there was a lot of disgusting brown stuff coming out that I certainly didn't want to bathe in, the stuff smelled like raw sewage… yuck… so much for the bath or shower. I went into the bedroom and was going to get ready for bed, I sat down on the bed to see how it felt… and the bed collapsed. Now I know there is no way I am that fat! I might be a bit over weight, but not enough to break a bed! I turned on one of the lights so I could get a better look under the bed at what might have broken, but as soon as I flipped the switch there was a spark and the light went out, not only that, but the spark set the bed sheets on fire… My mom came in with a fire extinguisher and put out the flames.

Ok, maybe this room wasn't the best choice… did we actually dare stay the night in any of these rooms? My mother said her room was fine, so I went to the room that was my second choice and checked that one out. I was able to run water in the tub and found out it looked clean, the bed supported my weight, and there were no sparks when I turned on the light. That was a good start, so I sat down on the bed and looked around at the furnished room. There was a strange book there, it looked pretty old, so I decided to take a look at it. I opened the book up and found it was about the history of the house I was in right now, and it was a strange history indeed. About 250 years ago the house wasn't a house at all, it was a tower, a tall tower where strange rituals took place. The people performing the rituals had disappeared long ago, and then the tower was transformed. There were three main segments of the house because someone had segmented the tower into three parts vertically and then placed the upper two parts on the ground near the base of the tower, and had then built the three parts together as a house… weird… and I got the idea that the house might be cursed, which was why everything there seemed to be failing…

September 6, 2010

At a camp - 4/5
I'm staying in some group cabins at a camp. Another lady comes into my room. She helps me clean up the garbages and some clothes-folding as we chat. She has a light British accent.

"I think the camp might be haunted," she says to me.

"Well, I heard that it was built over a native burial ground," I say. "That usually guarantees a haunting."

We leave the room and there's a party happening in the common area. It's now night time. I chat with my new friend some more, and I could've done all night, but we realized we should socialize with the other people too, so we promised to chat more later.

I saw a girl go outside to the deck, so I followed her out there. We both lounged on these deck chairs that could be manipulated like lazy-boy chairs. Another girl came out, and the three of us chatted. Then the other two brought out nail clippers and started working on their toenails huh I was a little put off by this, so I went back inside.

The next morning, I'm standing outside with a group. I'm looking at the gravel and I think, "What if this was a dream right now?" I immediately recognize the dreamy feeling and had a quiet "Oh!" moment. I stare at my hands (which looked normal) to ensure that the dream remained around me. I thought about finding Darren (I miss him), so when someone asked me my attention, I replied, "No, I'm going to stick around for a bit."

I walk back towards the cabins, and momentarily gazed out over the lake, mountains and trees. "I really want to fly out over that," I thought. "I want to find Darren though." Suddenly the dream faded out.

False awakening. I chained back in to the sounds of a stream. I then saw the stream and thought, "Oh cool, that worked out well!" Then it faded out again. I could still hear the stream, crickets and fishing lines in my head, but I couldn't get an image. I let it go, and chained into a new scene.

I was standing in a house. "Great, now let's try to find Darren," I thought. I realize I'm still wearing my pajamas, so I snap my fingers and change my clothes. I'm about to walk out through the front door when I see a guy just loitering, waiting. "That's unnerving," I thought. So I went through the house, out the back, and pushed off the ground to fly.

"Take me to Darren's house please!" I shouted and intentionally spun. The spinning kept going and went black and I wondered if I ruined the dream this way. When it stopped, I was still in the air, over a new community. Hmm.

Once again, sensing this was wasting my lucidity, I decided to find my old school and conjure up my brother. Unfortunately, my dream wouldn't let me come down (it was like I kept catching air pockets) and I woke for real.

Decided, upon awakening, that perhaps I should be asking Danny for his help in finding people. He's the only one I can ask for that appears.

Another false awakening
Can't remember what the real time was, but the FA time was 6:20am. Happy it was still so early in the morning, I fell back to sleep. I possibly had another LD here, but I can't recall it. During this FA, I remember wanting to try WILDing again. I remember feeling like someone (probably Danny) was pulling on my arm and rubbing it, trying to get my dream body working. And me thinking I was just imagining this feeling . I also recall there being a point where I had some paralysis bleedthrough into a dream, but I'm having troubles remembering more.

September 5, 2010 - 1/5

Very short scene that I DEILD'ed into during my snooze alarm. I was sitting at a picnic table outside. A very cute kitten approached me. It was mostly a typical shade of brown with flecks of light brown and white mixed in. I decided to call her Twixie, after a Twix chocolate bar and rubbed her head, which she was loving.

September 4, 2010 - 1/5

Most of the plot of this dream is lost on me now. But my notes say there were zombies. I remember Jack, Julia and I being at a store. And there was something to do with food. As in, we were trying to order some. We decided to go to a new location, and Jack left ahead of us. Julia and I got into the truck, and she drove.

The next point I remember is Julia had vanished. I was adamant that we needed to wait at this point for her, because she was a dreamer. She vanished because she woke up, and when she chains back in, she'll reappear in this spot. I said it was like the guy in the Time Traveler's Wife... whenever he time-shifted, he generally shifted back to the spot he left.

I was standing in a line with some other people. We were in a dark room I think. There was a table beside me with all sorts of jewelry on it. A middle aged man sitting in a chair was selling them for dirt cheap. While I was waiting, I picked up a pair of earrings that were in the shape of a beautiful Bible. The words "Holy saviour" were engraved in them. One guy in front of me got a pair of earrings (haha) for only 10 cents! Then it was my turn. The first thing on the jewelry rack was the thing you got. It was a beautiful diamond pattern necklace. I looked at the price tag, 20 bucks!

I complained to the man, but he said nothing. So I slowly started counting the money up, and he told me to hurry up. I reached into my wallet to get the last five dollar bill, but I pulle dotu a 50 dollar check on accident and he grabbed it from me. I told him, "W-wait that's not five dollars!" But he didn't listen and threw it over his shoulder. Then he leaned forward and gave me a little pep talk.

I can't remember what he said, but afterwards he handed me my check back and I took the jewelry.

Couldn't think of a name for this one

The dream started out where I was in Mrs. B (my old homeroom teacher)'s room, sort of. Apparently we were told to meet at a gym for some academics thing. My friend (let's call her Ginger for security reasons) was standing on the other side of the room, and I was doing homework or something. A little girl (let's call her Anne) came up to me. She looked at what I was doing. Apparently seeking attention, I looked up at the girl and she told me the ceremony was to start soon. By now Ginger was already at the door waiting for us.

I got up and Anne excitedly walked beside me.

- - - - (No recall)

I remember driving a Model T or Jeep (I couldn't tell which) in the parking lot outside the building (where the ceremony was held) and I kept going too fast and I couldn't find the brake on the car. All I felt was the gas pedal. With Ginger and Anne in the car, I was trying to be careful.

I finally tied to park but almost hit the car nearest me. I backed up and tried again, this time my car went a little too far and almost fell over the small cliff in front of me. By now, Anne and Ginger were already out of the car, and Ginger was running towards the gym. Anne was waiting on me.

I walked towards the front of the car and tried my best to not fall off. I was trying to push the car away from the drop off. Nothing to grab, I lost my balance and jumped to the nearest cliff rock in my panic. After this I looked around and saw my sketchbook on the rock beside me.

In my effort to not let it fall (l0l) I grabbed and threw it to the top of the cliff by the car. After this I realized that I wasn't able to jump to where I originally was. So I prayed to myself that a boat might come along. A few minutes later, one did, to my amazement. But it looked sort of like a crane. I think I jumped down to it, and they hoisted me back up the cliff to my car.

- - - - (no recall)

I finally found Ginger and Anne in the main lobby of the building. We went into the gym but we only saw a few people. I guess I was walking towards a locker room and a British lady with a thick accent started talking to me from behind. I started mimicking her for some reason. l0l.
The next little part of the dream is just to weird for me to say

For the first time since I started this whole lucid journey, I wake up feeling not only that I cant recall, but that I didnt dream at all. Of course I know I did, but I really feel the only reason I cant remember anything is that there is simply nothing to remember