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Skyfalling
I was dreaming that I was in a room, like a plaster walled garage. Someone was showing me around with a couple others, there was this huge plastic great white shark in the room. I remember that the tail was all weird, like it hadn't been attached properly.. Next thing I remember is being on the border between atmosphere and space, extremely high in the sky as if I could see the whole earth.. There was another person with me, an enemy I think. It was somehow related to the shark room before. We were plummeting down to Earth, I was going to divebomb him or something. How did we even get this high?

Beach
I'm on the beach, there's been some sort of accident or phenomenon causing sea life to wash up on the shores. Sharks and jellyfish are being washed up by the waves, everyone is panicking and trying to put them back in the water... The sharks have weird teeth too, the teeth are all connected as if it were just one big serrated tooth. My family are there, bustling around like everyone else. I remember the sharks snapping at my feet, ungrateful bastards. I also remember a jellyfish jimmying around the shore which made me think it looked a little dopey.

Motor Cross
This dream was pretty enjoyable, I was on a motorbike driving on a circuit in a race. It was kind of dark and pouring with rain... The road was slippery as hell, cars and motorbikes were zooming around so fast. I was on a dirt bike, I remember thinking that if I wanted to win then I would have to up my game. I was behind by too much to take it easy, so I did some risky things. I start hugging the corners tighter, taking the turns at faster speeds, driving across dirt patches.. There were others taking similar risks too. I remember other motorbikes smashing brutally, taking the risks I was taking but not succeeding. It was scary, because I knew how close it was for me too.. It happened a few times, and eventually I slipped up. The crash was minor but my bike was too cracked to be of use anymore.

I had a dream about being with some chick. I remember trying to go to her house and stuff. My dad didn't want me with her but I went anyway. I remember trying to climb her fence. It was black and was in between two brick pillars. The bricks were red. On the bricks were green moss.


*dream skip*


I remember meeting Ellen degeneres and the girl I was with met Vanessa hudgens. At first I wasn't sure if I really saw Ellen but when I pointed it out to the girl I was with, my suspicions were confirmed.


*dream skip*


I'm in a school building. I walk back into the classroom with the chick I was with. Apparently the whole class is watching finding dory. Which probably explains why I met Ellen. Anyways, after I walk in the movie stops playing.


Everyone starts to nag and then the teacher asks me to use my Rasengan to get it playing again lmao.


At that moment I unknowingly took on the role of Naruto.


I got into the middle of the room and attempted my Rasengan several times but it didn't actually work. I'm assuming its because I wasn't lucid and its obviously a lot harder to manipulate stuff in dreams when you don't know you are actually dreaming.

I had a dream that I was sitting on the bed in my parents room. The house looked quite empty. The sun was shinning in through the blinds and curtains from their window. I was holding my baby sister on the bed. Her eyes looked weird, sort of monster bug eyed like. I noticed that and then thought "am i dreaming?" And did a nose reality check.


I could breath. At that moment, everything changed. Sort of like I got a new clarity on everything by going through a new demension or something. Like a "holy shit moment"


I instantly fell to the floor, i believe it was an accident though and I then said "I want to go to the beach!"


That didn't happen at first and the dream started to fade. Sort of like , idk its hard to explain. But I'm 100% sure it was from my excitement I had from being caught off guard like that with a lucid.


So I then realized I had to stabilize quickly and I started to rub my hands on the floor. Good thing I actually did fall onto the floor accidentally or I probably would have woken up!


Anyways. The dream started coming back to me. From that moment on I had no idea what the fuck happened to my baby sister, didn't even think about her. Its like she disappeared as soon as I became lucid haha.


Anyways. This lucid is weird because my original lucid goal was to go skydiving and what not. But this lucid sort of caught me off guard. I didn't think I'd get lucid so quickly after only 3 days of doing reality checks so my first instinct was to go to the beach.




Anyways. I get up off the floor in my parents room and make my way to the living room by first walking out of my parents room and into the hall way.
As soon as I enter the hallway, a super bright light filled my vision. The living room door was cracked open and the light was shinning through. It was extrmemly vivid. It reminded me of what some would call "The light at the end of the tunnel" as if when I walked through, I'd enter heaven.


As I walk through the hall I started thinking about something I was worried about most during waking life, happening in my lucids. Negative things manifesting from simply thinking about them. I was worrying about if my dad would appear out of no where and try to rape me or something just from simply thinking about it. He didn't. Thankfully.




Anyways. I continue walking and affirm my attention to go to the beach. As I make my way further through the hallway, my entire head starts to feel heavy ass fuck like I had a boulder on my head. I kept tipping over backwards and towards the wall, trying my best to hold on to stuff. At that moment I had a 'Aha moment' and thought


"This is what hukif was talking about!"


That sensation went away after a bit and I made my way to my living room door in one piece thankfully. Boy I didn't know how much work it'd be navigating the dream world!


I walk through the living room door that had light shinning through the cracks, an am now suddenly on the beach!


The beach was empty as fuck though. Like 4 people on the entire beach.


I then said "Populate now!" Like I was god or some shit and the whole beach filled up with people and hot babes. At that moment, I learned another lesson in the dream world. I learned that it really does take strong intention for things to happen, and that its unlikely for something to appear from simply thinking about it without putting emotion behind it and strong intention.




From this moment on things got a little crazy.


There were hot chicks walking around in bathing suits and crazy ass loud music was playing.


My first instinct was to take the first bubble butt chick I saw, into the water and fuck her.


I found the girl. She was Caucasian. I lead her out into the middle of the water and she sat down on me. We got busy. It felt amazing.


At this point on. I believe I started to lose lucidity sadly. Because I could still feel her fucking me, but I also started getting visions of other chicks riding dildos and stuff on the beach.


The fact that I had a girl fucking me, on top of watching tons of other girls riding dildos was a complete sensory overload.


I woke up in waking life, attempting to make my way to the bathroom before it was too late.




*note: like I said. I had no idea I'd be getting lucid out of the blue like this. So it kind of caught me off guard the fact that I could breathe through my nose. And I sort of did what came most natural to me. This lucid happened after having an extremely vivid dream about meeting Ellen Degeneres and Vanessa his Hudgens lmao.

On top of all that, I learned several things during my very first "real" lucid:

-I learned what it looks like to have the dream start to fade
-What hukif means about feeling a heaviness in dreams
-How its like to translocate
-How much intention you really need in order to change parts of the dream
-What it feels like to fuck a chick

Airport
I remember it was night and me, my friend Lajja and some other guy were hanging out. I had flown to Wellington in order to hang out with her, we were all going to fly back to Auckland tomorrow.
I woke up in the morning and there was some issue with the flight, like Lajja had forgotten to book her tickets or we missed the plane. We have to go and get new tickets, I'm not really stressed about any of this though. We're in the waiting room which is split in two by a set of folding shutter doors. I sit in the second room while everyone else sits in the first room. I think I did it because it was quieter? The air hostess comes to tell the next few people to proceed, this happens a couple times but not once does she alert the 2nd room. I'm aware she's not doing this, the first time it happens I opened up the shutter doors a bit so she wouldn't ignore it. The 2nd time she still ignores it, so I pull the doors open all the way... The 3rd time she does it again, fucks sake. I just get up and head out instead of waiting, telling myself to just go ahead since Lajja and the other guy went with the hostess the 3rd time. I see them down on the floor below, connected to my floor by a set of escalators. Lajja and the guy are holding hands for some reason, I find this weird since they're not dating and Lajja has a boyfriend already. I head down to meet them and ask if they got the tickets, the guy says "Oh yeh, but uhh whoops I forgot yours, sorry mate". I instantly pick up that he did it on purpose, he's trying to sit alone with Lajja on the plane. I have to go buy my own ticket now.

Plane
I'm on board of a plane, it's a sort of continuation from the last dream (though I definitely recall waking up between them). The plane is quite small with 1 or 2 seats on either side of the walkway. My dad is on the plane next to me or in front of me, we're talking and I briefly look away from him mid-conversation. When I look back at him it's my mum instead. What the...? I'm a bit confused, wasn't I just talking to my dad? Or maybe it was my mum.. Everything feels real, I decide that 'maybe' it's a dream (although I don't even feel like it is). I do a reality check and it succeeds much to my surprise. I stand up and try to stabilise, recalling some advice about making the most of lucids by maximising lucidity and awareness. My mind is a bit chaotic though... I try to force the lucidity to the max and it sort of works but the dream isn't very stable. I can tell because it was bright at first and the world was gradually getting darker and darker. I'm in my flat room now, kind of feels like everything is spinning. I try to escape the room, thinking that maybe moving and engaging the dream will help extend it. I fly out through the window but end up awake. Crap. I do a reality check and succeed, I guess I just had a false awakening. I'm in my bed, I clamber out of it and I'm wearing heaps of clothes which are a bit restricting, it's quite dark and getting darker... I wake up for real.

It was a hard night, nothing recalled.

Waited too long to write these down. My dreams this night stood out by how relatively happy and peaceful they were. In the first one, my entire family was still together (I live alone now, dad and mom divorced) like in the old days.

Of the second one I only remember my dad muttering orders to an imaginary army, and me pointing out how absurd this is. There was much more, all forgotten.

Bed: 23.30(?)
Wake up: 06.35 (aside from lying in bed awake while the mosque did its thing)
Now: 07.20

So Dutch
I'm in Indonesia. Two of my Dutch friends are present, IT guys. I'm walking up a set of concrete stairs. At the top I talk to an Indonesian guy. I'm here to give some advice regarding cables. I can't recall what type of cables they are, but they are aboveground and in the way while you walk. I think it's an impractical design like this and I suggest the guy to move the cables to the side. Then I consider for a moment that I'm taller than most Indonesians. Let's see if I can walk underneath the cables. I don't remember if I could. I also notice that the steps are not identical, making the walk down/up less than ideal. I tell the guy and he tells me that he got a good price from an Australian firm for the stairs. I tell him I can see why. You get what you pay for. Now I feel bad. The stairs are actually quite decent, but I make it sound like they're ridiculously bad. I just trampled the guy's pride.

There's a party at roughly the same place. There are quite a lot of Dutch people. There's one white girl, wearing a white dress, who just hikes up her dress to.. I'm not sure what she did. But since she's either wearing a thong or no underwear at all, her butt is on full display. Now another Dutch friend is also present. Two of my friends are talking about sex and alcohol with some local people. Knowing it's a sensitive topic for many people here, I tell them to knock it off. At some point I'm standing next to a white (Dutch?) girl. She's quite drunk already. I take the glass of champagne / white wine from her hands. Suddenly my old housemate appears, handing her a new one. I tell him that she's already drunk. He's purposefully trying to get her even more drunk to make it easy to convince her to have sex. Asshole.

I'm walking inside somewhere with a group of people. It has a bit of an airport feel, the way when you go to the gates (at Schiphol at least). There are two older white men standing behind a counter somewhere. Someone mentions that they must be Dutch and we strike up a conversation. Yes they are.

Canoe
I'm in a canoe or something similar, on a canal or a river. I'm with two friends, a guy and a girl, who are on a quite big boat. I think they sink for a moment? I myself think about the fact that my iPhone is still in my right pocket. I better not sink. We are ambushed. There's a kind of tripwire which causes me to capsize. Fuck. My phone. I'm not sure if the others also fall for this trap. The people responsible are two guys. I think I/we go after them by land. Either that, or I was fantasising about the way I would beat one of them up for this. Some more stuff happened, but I can't recall it.

Created Wednesday 29 June 2016

Lots of dreams today, but my continued illness and bad sleeping arrangements made it difficult to recall much of them.

Scrap Group 1
Something about Mortal Kombat X.

In a park at dusk.

Walking around the block as part of my exercise, doing so at night time. I fly around for a while.

Singing nursery rhymes with my niece, including one of her favorites, "Baa Baa Black Sheep."

Travelling in the city with my family. We eventually arrive at an airport.

Dream 1 - Brief Apparition

False awakening at night. I'm semi-aware. Head over the the bathroom, where I'm surprised by a shadowy apparition reflected from the mirror. I think to contain it, using various ridiculous chants and wild gestures and dances as part of a tongue-in-cheek ritual, but this yields no results. Then, I step backwards, only to realize I've gone far past the restroom's boundaries and straight to the void. The dream fades and ends.

Created Tuesday 28 June 2016

I got three LDs, one WILD, and two DILDs after that. There were a few dreams before that, though of these, I only have scraps for one. Furthermore, my illness made it difficult to think clearly during the dreams.

Scrap Group 1
Altering my Abbyssian deck for Duelyst. I think of adding even more Deathwatch reliant effects and minions.

Dream 1 - You Can Touch, But You Can't Look

A dizzying sensation indicates a successful WILD. I see my bed is even bigger, fluffier, and has many more pillows than usual.

On shuffling, I'm warped into the void. I shadowbox for a while, hoping I'd get thrown into combat, but nothing happens. Next, I'm warped to my bedroom. Something about my sister being there, saying something, and vanishing in quick succession. I bounce in bed for a while, noting the low gravity, before I simply hover around for a moment.

Get bored. I land on the floor, and try charging electricity in my hand. Nothing seems to happen, but I pretend it was working. I shoot towards the closet, and notice its door was open. On crossing through, the surroundings warp. I now stood beneath a tall, narrow space enclosed by wooden walls, a chute, perhaps. I pretend to wrestle with a harpy (this just being the first random monster that came to mind). Surprisingly enough, I feel a weak, invisible presence in my grasp. More alarming was finding myself levitating against my will. I release the hold, only to have an unseen force clench my arms and take me for a ride.

Eventually, I reach the top, and find myself in a giant-sized hallway, an equally giant-sized bureau a distance ahead. I'm taken towards an upper shelf, on which was placed a straw nest the size of a living room. I'd a bad feeling of my unseen captor's motives, let alone what the giant residents would do if they found me.

I feel the dream slipping, and awaken suddenly. Woulda gone for a DIELD, but I already sensed that wasn't possible.

Dream 2 - The Chameleon Mulligan

The visuals were blurred. I was in an unknown room.

I (and a few others, I think) were watching Rocko's Modern Life on a CRT TV. This had the Chameleon Bros, Chuck and Leon, driving Rocko and Heffer via sedan through a forested highway at daytime. The brothers argue on their legs bumping into each other, taking their focus off the road. The car swerves and sways, while Rocko and Heffer's concerns go unnoticed.

Eventually, the characters are replaced, and the environment becomes realistic. Now, I, and my brother Darren, were in the back seat of a dark colored minivan. Meanwhile, the Chameleon Bros. were replaced with what, for all intents and purposes, were realistic counterparts of themselves, including their phony Northern European accents and flamboyant mannerisms. Appearance wise, these were identical, thin, clean shaven, pale skinned men with short, spiky brown hair, both donned in neon colored shirts under black dress suits, and wearing thin rimmed spectacles. I was aware of the dream, but let it run its course.

While approaching the driveway to a wide building, we talk of the origins of the term Mulligan. Darren simply defines the current popular definition, whereas I correctly (more or less) identify it originating from an amateur golf player infamous for making do-overs. I make a joke of a "Mulligan" card, comparing this (perhaps incorrectly) to some old credit card commercial. Despite my terrible execution, everyone laughs heartily at this joke.

The dream fades and ends soon afterwards.

Dream 3 - Fiery Exit

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was seated on the while tiled floor of a bedroom in an unknown home. Across the room was CRT TV on a small desk. Behind that was tall window, the night sky in view. A bed with white covers behind me provided a means to cushion my back. On my right was a small squared wooden table, bowls of food scattered on it. A bathroom was visible from an opened door on the right corner. Furthermore, my nephew, Jarred, was seated ahead of me. I was "semi-aware" of the dream.

We were watching an old, late 80's/early 90's movie of an unknown genre. This started with two figures stepping out of a wood-paneled station wagon. One was a 40-something year old woman, light skinned and Farrah Fawcett-esque auburn hair. The other was a scrawny, bespectacled 8 year old kid with a blonde buzzcut. The mom talks of movies the kid never watched, but the kid refuses to listen so as not to have things spoiled for him.

As this goes on, I eat a rice, beans, and meat meal from a bowl. Think it had a bit too much tomato sauce and salt. I glance at the bathroom, where, oddly enough, I find live crawfish crawling on the sink's rim, their shells cream and white swirled in color.

In the movie, the kid is getting ready for a bath. Then, on dipping his hand in the tub, his arm is accosted by several large green bugs and worms, which he doesn't even notice. I question how that boy could miss something so obvious. Jarred remains oddly quiet.

So, I'm finishing my meal, when I notice verdant caterpillars on the table. I stopped eating in disgust, leaving a few spoonfuls of rice to waste. Dart back to the film, where the kid was now surrounded by insects. And yet, despite such a horrible state, the boy hardly reacts, let alone screams. Let's see. Creepy crawlies in the movie, creepy crawlies near me, and a creepily silent nephew? Yep, sounds like a nightmare's a-brewin. I gain full awareness.

Of course, I think to get the heck outta there. But before that, I immediately wreathe myself in an aura of flames just in case, briefly tensing my muscles to do so. Anyway, I rush down some curved stairs constructed of laminated wood, a red carpet running down the center. Once halfway down, I sensed the burning corpses of vermin falling and crumbling on me. Furthermore, my pyrotechnics have apparently set fire to the place, if the sound of a roaring inferno and creaking wood behind me were any indication.

Downstairs, I reach a wide, fancy marble foyer, where I overheard my sister and mom arguing. Ignoring that, I exit out the door, only to land into complete darkness. The dream ends immediately afterwards.

With my brother and telling him about my friend’s band, listening to them. I tell my friend that they should (re?)name their band Weirguild. I thought about how I had a new apartment to unpack. I wondered if I should go there now, or if it would be better to wait until later.
Suddenly I remembered that I had left my dog at daycare, which was an old apartment I used to live in (#4). I grabbed money but I realize I never saw her enter apartment I just dropped her off in yard. I felt panic rising.

With an old friend (JM) on a bus. She runs thru open bus doors to get out at stop- this seems like a strange thing at the time, like a feat she accomplished. The people on the bus are looking at her in astonishment. It was like she somehow jumped from our bus to the street through another bus into the street again.
We are walking to ? My dog’s vet? We get there and there is a dog that looks like just a head and no legs. He has a tan retro military shirt or hat on. A face that looks almost human. I say he looks like a [military] vet. I know someone who works here.*

Thoughts:
My brother loves music, he also plays some instruments. This particular friend is in a band, and I haven’t talked to him in a long time. Last time we talked he asked me if I had listened to his band yet. (He sent me some links to their music) I felt guilty because I hadn’t. I’ve been phasing this friend out of my life, not because I don’t care for him, but because we had a FWB situation before I met my husband, and my friend admitted feelings for me when I became unavailable. We’ve parted ways in an amiable way, but I don’t think he understands why Ive been ghosting him, even though I have tried to explain it in the past. I said it wouldn’t be fair to my husband, but in reality I felt it would be unfair to my friend to continue being a part of his life if he had feelings he needed to get over.

06.29.2016
9:30

Teleportation Practice part 1 (DILD)

NON-LUCID LUCID OTHER

I am at my college at night and want to go to sleep because I vaguely know that I was trying to WILD but the rational parts of my brain aren't working i guess. I try to find a place to sleep but can't. The dream changes and I am in my mom's office helping her with something. I randomly do a nose plug RC and realize I'm dreaming. I fly out the window before I consider my goals. I am in a difference building and city than my mom's real office. I land on a roof and feel the roof to stabilize. That's right, my goal is to practice teleporting. I close my eyes and picture my bed room because that should be my most familiar place. When I open my eyes there is nothing and I can tell I'm waking up. I try and feel the carpet of my room but feel my bed sheets instead. I wake for a short WBTB. I tag this dream and try WILD again.

06.29.2016
10:30

Teleportation Practice Part 2 (DILD)

NON-LUCID LUCID OTHER

I am in some sort of bizarro sandbox world where I can make what ever I want. There is infinite flat grass to the horizon. There is a bunch of random technicolor stuff built around me like if someone was building with lego but didn't have enough to not use random colors. I am working on the colors of some furtniture. I have an eye dropper that is more like the size of a turkey baster to copy the colors from one place to a another. I am making a bed have blue bedsheets and remember that I am in bed. I remember that my goal is to practice teleporting so I give it a try. I think about teleporting home but based on the previous dream that might just lead to a FA or destabilization. I close my eyes and imagine the ally way in a neighborhood near my apartment. I should be able to train there without any DCs around. The ally way appears and flys in beneath my feet. Everything on the left looks right but on my right there is a soccer field behind a chainlink fence with DCs playing. There is also some DCs talking in the ally. I practice some telekinesis on a rock but deside against it because of the DCs and that I should keep training teleporting. I up in the air and remember I want to talk to Androx. I yell,"Androx, I summon you." Wait didn't I want to go to LA and see if I can find the DHL headquarters and I start flying in that direction. "Wait, wasn't the whole point to teleport?" I get a bit overwelmed with different goals. If I can fly as fast as last time I should be able to get there in less than a second. I think as I start to fly over some mountains. I hit some fog though and loose my vision.

The dream changes to me in a tunnel under the mountains. A guy in a green robot suit is attacking some cars. Suddenly, Iron Man flys into him and pushes him into a room connected to the tunnel. I run in and see Iron Man get blasted in the corner. "Oh so you brought your friends? I will take care of them too." the titanium man looking guy says and shoots some sort of energy beam at me. It deflects off my body and I start throwing random things at him to taunt him. "Grah" he says and throws a sticky bomb at me. I TK a wooden palate into the bomb and fling it away. I pick him up with TK and fling him into a trash compactor in the corner and pull the lever with TK. I hear a crunch and think he is dead but I hear him say, "I can still breath. Help!" I guess it broke his suit but it protected him from death. Iron Man steps out of the rubble in the corner and takes off his suit which turns into a brief case. He asks who I am and I explain that I am part of a new superhero team from a different timeline. I think he would actually make a useful ally for the Dream Hero League. "Your timeline is about to get really bad. Come with me to my timeline where you can make a difference. If you really want to go back after I can teleport you to right before I came here." Tony and I walk while he considers it. Hawkeye and Captain America run into the room. I pat them on the shoulders as I walk by and whisper to Tony "We don't need people like them. Only powerful people like you. Oh and Thor. We should find Thor." I consider Hulk but I think he is to much of a loose trigger to be helpful. This is pre Age of Ultron Tony so Vision and Scarlet Witch aren't around yet either. While we walk down the tunnel Black Widow and Nick Fury jump out and hold guns to me. They tell Tony not to listen to me and I might be an enemy. I say to Tony, "About that teleport." I grab his arm and close my eyes. I have never tried teleporting someone with me before but it's good practice. I imagine the DHL headquarters and teleport us.

I open my eyes and I am in some sort of government building. Tony is no longer Tony but a handsome but average looking man. Teleporting has made me loose track of my goals again. I think I am trying to insert this man in the FBI as my spy. There is a guard at the door checking if we have clearance. The spies name is John. Wow what an average person. He has clearance. The guard looks at me suspiciously and say "Your guest needs clearance too." And starts looking through his paperwork. I punch him in the jaw and he drops to the floor. I look through the paperwork and sure enough my name isn't on there. John and I run inside. It looks like a plain office. "Wow this place is so boring." John says with a British accent. "Oh, yea, I guess this is the FBI in the default dream timeline. They pretty much don't do much exciting stuff in real life. Maybe the CIA in the James Bond timeline would be more your speed." I see a really bored looking woman in a cubicle. I say to her," Hey, want to go on an adventure?" She says yes and looks excited to do something actually cool. The guard runs into the room holding his jaw. He looks furious. I grab John and the womans arms and we run through a door. We a few floors up on a balcony over looking the loby. I jump over the banister and pull the DCs with me. Here goes. I close my eyes and picture myself landing on solid ground without falling.

My feet touch ground right away. That means we teleported. I think the feat of falling makes it more effective. I open my eyes and we are at the bottom of a staircase. The banister is now pat of the staircase. There are people in suits and dresses mingling. I pull them into the staircase and find a place where we are alone. "You are both in the CIA in this timeline now. Tell me your names so I can find you when I need information." Wait, wasn't I trying to find the DHL headquarters? Why am I infiltrating the CIA. I think I need to be more careful to hold onto my awarness when teleporting. The woman says her name is Rosa something or another. I touch her shoulder and repeat her name. I turn to John to ask his last name but wake up right away. I try to DEILD and get close but it feels a bit to late in the dream.



I am pretty happy that I did my goal and learned a lot about teleporting. It should be a much more reliable way of traveling if I can maintain lucidity and my goals. Now I have to decide what my next goal should be. Should I try and teleport to the DHL headquarters and fight the armed men. Or should I summon Androx and ask him about my dream world and dream guide. He might give me new powers too. Write in the comments what you think I should do.

This dream is nuts let me tell you, I laid down for a nap today and this is what happened.

My mother and I just got back home from doing something with her husband (they are separated) and I went into my room and I was saying something bad about her husband or something like that and mother said "if you keep saying that stuff i'm going to call the police and say you tried to rape me." I just ignored her and turned my tv up louder but I heard her calling the police and she kept saying over and over about how I tried kissing her lips and I was hitter her hands or holder her hands down. I walked outside because I couldn't believe she was doing something like this and then I heard her call over to her neighbor and she told her to kiss her lips and slap her hands and make her looked bruised up. I was yelling at them saying that all this was stupid, and it didn't make any sense as to why she would be acting that way. I looked over and seen the cops coming, guns drawn and yelling for me to get down I just said "Yeah yeah, I get it" and I laid down on my stomach and put my hands behind my back, and the first cop came and looked at me and said I fit the description and they are about to cuff my hands when I try saying this all didn't make any sense when halfway through the sentence I wake up and I was sleep talking it. man I tell you this was the realist dream I have ever had.

I was having trouble sleeping, and the last time I checked the clock it was past 8 am I and woke up around 9 am, so it wasn't a long sleep.

I was having a normal dream and I realized I was dreaming, I was excited but somehow I was floating over my bed unable to change my position. I almost always have full control over my body when I LD, but this time I had only control over my mind. I ignored that and tried to conjure something behind the door while floating over my bed and failed.

Then suddenly I was in my bed thinking I'm awake but I wasn't. I had very painful sensations.
I felt like a couple of balls are moving inside my skull, they were moving and crawling under my skin, and I was shaking badly.

I also felt hot air coming out of my ears. I can't remember every sensation now, but I was in so much pain and trying to fight it. I tried to move my body and it made things worse. It all felt so real but I think at some point I realized that it wasn't because I tried to snap out of it and I woke up.

It didn't feel like sleep paralysis because that's not how it felt in previous experiences but probably the same person experiences it in many different ways.

I failed to sleep after, and I am still awake with only 3 or 4 scattered hours of sleep in the last 34 hours .

I opened a discussion about it here including a previous recurrent experience.

I haven't had many LDs lately.

I didn't record the last 2 here because there were not much details, but I used my LD app on mobile to save the dates, April 30 and May 5.

For the April LD, I remember trying to run too fast, I probably turned to a wolf at some point running on four, but my memory is fuzzy now. I also recall asking questions that went unanswered for the first time, maybe because I said something and waited a comment instead of asking directly.

I don't remember anything about the May LD because I fell asleep after it, and my entry on the app says "Don't remember details" .

In the next post, I will write about my today's LD.