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Long time no lucid dreams, so I decided to try WILD again. I've always been really bad at it, but why not keep trying. Woke up at 2am and decided to read a few articles from Deep Lucid Dreaming - Wake up in your dreams for a happier, more creative life. Learn how to lucid dream and transform your dreamlife After 20 minutes I put my phone away, lay on my back and started with meditation. Must say this time it felt like ages, I was waiting for my usual hypnagogia to kick in but for a long time, nothing. Then finally the usual stuff started to happen - voices, sentences, scenes.... I remember this fat guy's face showing me some medieval painting... I was excited because I knew that my body was falling asleep. Now at this point I usually fail to balance it and just doze off. But this time I tried really hard.



First thing that materialized was a cute girl with long hair, wearing khaki shorts and a shirt. She was standing in front of me ... then I noticed I'm waiting in line for something, it looked like a typical american high school. My boyfriend is in the line behind me. No doubt this is a dream. I'm not overly excited, I'm juts pleased with the outcome.

I'm thinking the girl is really hot and my boyfriend might like to look at her butt too. I grab her, lift her up and put her behind me, so she's standing in front of him now. She has the softest skin and gives me a confused look, but she's smiling.

Now there are two muscular guys in front of me. They look like twins, only one has blond hair. Immediately as I see them I realize I don't like them one bit. They're all muscles, gel in their hair, I can actually smell their cheap cologne.

I am normally a very peaceful person. I hate bullying and would never do it. But now, being lucid, I feel like I can experiment. Especially since I find them both so unlovable.

They are both like two meters tall and they're minding their own business. I push one as hard as I can, he barely even stumbles. And I shout at him (which is SO unlike me) "What's your problem??"

He turns around (at this point I am really curious as this is probably my first interaction with a dream character where I am fully focused on him) and gives me the same confused look and a soft smile. He doesn't say anything, just stares at me. I don't know why but that really irritates me. Maybe because it's so boring, he's like a dummy.

And then I start. I pick on them, I say ugly things to them, I'm trying all I can to see how they react and to get even the slightest hint of emotion or intelligence from them. But they just stand there, let me do whatever I do to them, smiling like idiots.

I remember at one point I pinch one and shout "You like that, bitch?!" No response.

I proceed to take off their pants, hoping they'll get embarrassed. None of this feels sexual at all, it's just me messing with them.

So now they stand there with their pants off and the stupid smiles on their faces. I grab the pants and decide to run away and hide them. My boyfriend runs with me. We get home and hide the clothes in our wardrobe. I feel disappointed that they didn't even try to chase us.

My boyfriend starts folding his own clothes nicely, just arranging the wardrobe and stuff. "I'm so glad we are in my dream and not the guys' dream," I say. Then I get a bit worried, wondering if this is really my dream and not someone else's dream. What if I am a dream character and don't know?

I look at my boyfriend who's still folding his t-shirts. "Are you dreaming?" I ask. He says he is not sure.

"Well, what are you doing now?" I ask him again. He looks at the t-shirt in his hands and thinks for a bit and then says "I'm stacking coal. .... I guess that means I am not dreaming."

I start giggling because I find it so adorable that my dream boyfriend can't tell that he's dreaming and considers stacking coal his usual daily activity. And then, of course, I wake up.

I am living in a fairly big, yet very underpopulated city in the middle of the desert.
I walk through the streets with a DC who mght be my father though i'm not sure as he didnt look like him.
Food and water was very scarce so when I found a cactus I got ready to cut it open for the milk inside.
While I was about to get my hunting knife out of my pocket I noticed that I was constantly getting hit by small objects on my body which felt similiar to, -and made me first think that it was- a hailstorm.
Then I remembered that I was in the desert so it obviously had to be a sandstorm which it then ended up beeing.
A group of 2 guards (looked similiar to the guards in the new Dishonored game) approached us and ordered all civilians to immidiately return home because of the storm.
When I was about to move to return home my head felt incredibly heavy as if my whole body was getting pushed down by a tremendous invisible force.
At first I thought something was wrong with me, then one of the guards shouted for everyone to get down to the ground, which was an order followed by everyone around, all guards as well.
Then the sandstorm became massive for a moment and I couldnt see anything except brown all while there was a incredibly deafening weird sound was in the air.
When it subsided I remembered that my over 90 year old grandma was sitting in her living room on the second floor of a building and I became very worried about her so I immidiately got on my way to check on her.
While on the way the other DC I was with kept lagging behind as if hurt but he assured me he was fine so I kept moving and was soon on my way alone.
While in transit to my home I somehow learned that the oppresive deafening sound that glued me to the ground was caused by something absolutely massive (in the dream I thought of some enormous creature older than mankind. I dunno, maybe Cthulhu) becoming free in an ice layer deep under the earth (dont ask me why there was a huge ice layer right below the desert).
I saw a cut open model of the earth zoomed to a big layer of ice where inside was a huge purple crystalline structure, trapped for aeons.
I had the feeling a very meaningful revelation and change for the world was about to begin.

Then I returned home and saw that my grandma was completely fine and didnt even notice anyting strange happened at all.

1. I was sitting in a desk inside of what seemed to be a rather normal classroom when I decided to do a reality check. I look down at my tattoo and see that it is really fucked up in that it just looks really messy and that many parts of it have peeled off. "Holy shit, what the hell" I say out loud in a rather highly distressed tone. Instead of realizing that I was dreaming like I normally do, I become worried. Suddenly my friend Emily walks through the classroom door and comes to my desk. "Don't worry, I can fix it" she told me. With that she got on her knees and somehow got one green, orange, and black marker. She then proceeded to draw my tattoo back in with these 3 colors, with which she randomly alternated between. I remember just being really concerned with just how stupid it was starting to look. Sure, she had filled it back in, but it looked even more messy than before.
Parts of the letters on my tattoo were in the color orange and green, instead of the black they should've been. On top of that, Emily had managed to smear all of these markers all over my tattoo so that now it could've passed as a kid's drawing or something of the like. "All done" she said. "Okay thanks" I replied. With that she then got up and walked out of the classroom. "Jesus Christ this looks horrible. I wonder what people will think when they see it" I thought to myself. Just then something inside of me made me want to turn around, and so I did. At the back of the classroom(I was sitting on the first row of desks all the way up front) I saw A, and she was already looking at me with a wide smile. Immediately my heart started pounding and I was filled with emotions of joy as my stomach was filled with butterflies.
I get up out of my desk and walk to the back of the class where A is sitting. I see an empty desk right next to her and sit in it. "Glad to see you again" A said with bright eyes. "You have no idea" I told her as I failed to contain my smile. "Hey, what's your snapchat? I want to add you" she told me. "I don't know, but I'll show you my snapcode so you can add me that way" I replied. A already had her phone out, but I didn't, so I reached into my pocket and got it out. As I turned it on to open up snapchat, something messed up and I remember it taking me a minute or two to actually open up the app. Once I did, I went to my snapcode and showed A, and she scanned it and added me. I remember mentioning my score being around 22,000, and A told me hers was 30,000 or something like that. But when I went to look at my score it only said 2,002 or something like that and I felt a little ashamed(lmao).
When I looked at A's score she only had 3,000. We sat and continued to talk for a while longer, and once again, I made her laugh a lot. At one point I remember her looking me in the eyes with the most beautiful smile I've ever seen(God I mention this so much, I know) and she told me "I can tell we're going to become really close" and then she giggled. In this moment I couldn't help but adore her giggling, but I also felt a wave of happiness come over me because of what she had told me. "For so long", the thought echoed in my mind.

Note: my tattoo is now showing up in basically all of my dreams every night, even the ones I don't journal. Also, she is starting to show up in my dreams at least once a night. I'm making progress and damn does it feel good.

I was in a big, air-conditioned dark room, where someone was giving a presentation. Numerous people including me were sitting on the floor watching the presentation. The presenter asked for volunteers, and me and someone I recognize as a childhood friend got up. We were given a mathematical matrix on the screen and apparently we were supposed to use that as a clue to move to the front, with the people sitting blocking our way and modeled by the matrix somehow. My friend knew how to do this but I didn't, and he beat me the first time. The second time I just guessed my way to beating him. I told him it was dumb luck and he was amazed, because he had solved the matrixes.

My dream transitioned to me using an elevator. It went down to a fabricator unit of some sort where the elevator door stayed open as the box was moved around and machines cleaned and painted it while I was still inside. Then once the box was put back I noticed that the elevator had gotten bigger and people were now inside with me. There was an adult Blank overlooking a young schoolboy with a broken nose lying on the elevator floor not responding to anything, but still awake. The blank told me about how the schoolboy was punched really hard in the face and we should all make sure he's okay. The blank also said he was a cute kid. The other person in the elevator was Darth Vader but he didn't do anything interesting.

I got out of the elevator into a bleak corridor that reminded one of parking lots or abandoned office buildings. I only took a few steps before Slenderman appeared in front of me, so I ran back to the elevator and closed it. The lights went out in the elevator as it moved, and we all went to sleep inside it.

Fist I was training my flying by seeing if I could fly extremely fast from one point to another while maintaining good visuals. I would pick tall buildings in the distance and go for it. For some reason I have a lot of work to do here. I have tried this many times, but seem to cap out at about as fast as a helicopter goes.

Next I picked a goal of choosing a specific group and then finding it. I decided to be very specific and picked "a large group of scantily clad women having a party." I flew off over a hill confident that I would see them over there. Success. I see about 30 women in a park having a party of some sort. All of them were wearing bikinis. Having succeeded in one of my recent personal goals (summon large group) I decided to try another goal of controlling an entire group of DCs. I focus on them flashing me. Instantly the whole crowd of happily partying women turn and lift their tops. Next one very clear and pretty DC tells me that they will do anything I want, and that I can touch them however I want. tempting and a bit surprising as far as how good my control is this time. I decided that this is a huge distraction and turned and flew away planning on another task. I woke up at this point.

I just had a very cool section in a lucid dream. I spent time very carefully altering the body and features of a DC. This was a lot like sculpting. I could focus on an area and create the visuals of an extremely realist and clear DC. Using my intent I could build up or reduce the surface of her body and face. This allowed me to morph her into many versions of her subtly molding features. Great detail and such fine control. Truly a rewarding dream.

Mudcrawl
I'm somewhere outside, during daytime. I'm together with another person throughout some moments, while alone for some others. I'm standing in a muddy area. I'm walking carefully, sinking into the ground a bit all the time cause the ground is quite liquid. I'm trying not to get too dirty shoes. There's one moment where I'm standing still for a while and quite suddenly I sink up until maybe my knees, within 1 second. Great, standing still is also not an option anymore. I decide to tiger crawl, so as to divide my weight over a larger surface. I crawl past some sort of natural fountain. I turn blind for a while. Over exposure to sunlight? I continue crawling and then stop and wait for my vision to return. It takes a moment. In between I have a conversation with a friend, Fiona. It's been a long time since we last saw each other. Ow perhaps we'll see each other this Saturday? Ah wait, I'm meeting another friend this Saturday though.

Batshit insane
I'm with my friend Coco. She's having an argument over how much her clothes weigh with a guy. The guy is trying to overcharge her for the weight of her clothes. I butt in and say that if I can pack my big backpack and live out of it for 2 weeks and it's still only 7-8 kg, then there's no way these clothes are more. The guy doesn't reply. Eventually I go to the housekeeper and ask her in Indonesian if she has a weighing scale we can borrow. I don't know the word for weighing scale, so first I take a guess, and then I try to describe it. She tells me she got one in the room and to just bring by what needs to be weighed. I go back to Coco to let her know. She's already arranged some whacky bet, where she will play baseball while blindfolded. There's not even enough room here for her to swing her bat without destroying something. There's also motorcycles all around. They've all been chained together with a few long chains, as protection against thieves. I take a look.. despite my bike being a crappy, not worth so much bike, it's still chained up as well.

Thanksgiving. No sleep. Way to much to do.

I am running through a forest. People say I will be caught by police but take no heed.
I come to a hill. The is not a hill, but a giants head. It starts attacking me. A character helps me to astral project and says "Be careful, the astral plane is very close to the dream plane" I am now in third-person perspective. I am not the dreamer and I am lucid. I have no power though. I try and shift a red button which represents lucidity onto 'me'. It works! My character kills it successfully and lands down.
I 'wake' and record it in a DJ. However I look at my watch and it has gone crazy! I am lucid.


Thoughts:
I think this might be a new to way to become lucid.

I was in a foreign country with my mom, and inside a sports wear store. I was thinking of buying a new pair of sneakers which look similar to my favorite pair of sneakers.

My dream transitioned to me playing Overwatch as Tracer, and I was chased off by a Symmetra into a building in a map that seemed like Temple of Anubis. The building led to a room with another Symmetra who chased me back into the building, where the original Symmetra was also running at me.

I remember that I was trying to get to my Directed Study class in 5th period, but I was lost. I had one of my friends by me as we searched. Eventually, we were lost in a place in the school. The teacher there let us search, but we eventually realized that we were in the wrong wing of the school. We then went to the other wing, but still couldn't find the classroom. When 6th period came, we gave up and went to science class. I sat in my chair, the teacher shouted at the person in front of me, (she wouldn't do that in real life, she's pretty nice in real life) and I went about my day.

Originally made on 11/24/16

Another night with nothing recalled.

SSILD + Setting intention got me a DILD. Nothing much else to say. Realized I was dreaming after urination for a bit too long.

I dreamt I was on the front lines at the second great juice war, where the armies of Juice lined up on the battlefield to take on the combined forces of Juice haters. Me and my friend Derick Donaldson sat astride great stallions. The sky grew dark and all hope seemed lost for juice and its followers. The juice hater army was advancing towards us, the walls of their fortress to their backs. Then, a light shone down from the sky and Margaret Juicer herself rides out infront of us. "Hold your ground, sons and daughters of Juice. Have we come so far to break now at the final moment? The moment Juice needs us to stand strong? Have we forsaken the fruit of life and the liquid that stems from it? Have we bowed to these oppressive carnivores who would happily devour our flesh if their craving grew great enough? I think not. Let today be the day we stand, for Juice."

I think this dream was a message to me from juice to make me stay strong in the face of adversity. In darts and in life, Margaret guides us all..

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