The dream begins with me at a local Bart station (Bay area train service.) and seeing that the price for a ticket was over a thousand dollars. I was really confused by this at first, but figured it had turned into a luxury service. I then leave the station and continue walking until I find what looks like a giant warehouse where there is apparently a sale going on. As I explore the warehouse, I find in one room two vintage comic books that I think must be very expensive and start reading through. The first one is a collection of random super heroes, while the other one is some sort of space story. The next dream has me on a bus, and I meet an old friend of mine on the bus. As I look out the window of the bus, I see a woman trying to put lipstick on a mannequin, and then walking over to a bench and sitting down with it. I then randomly do an RC, and it takes a moment to realize I'm breathing through my mouth with it closed and I go lucid. I ask my friend if he is my dream guide, and he asks me what that means, and I tell him I remember the challenge was to find my dream guide. I then remember I have to call out for my dream guide, and I turn to the other people on the bus asking if any of them are my dream guide. A woman in a blue dress stands up and says that she is my dream guide, and to prove it she tells me my full name. She then points to a building in the distance and tells me that terrorists have kidnapped her daughter and I have to go save her. My friend is suddenly able to move at superspeed and in a blur we are both at the top floor of the building, which is an empty office building, and I'm fighting guys with ski masks and shotguns. I grab a shotgun from one and use the back of it to hit him. I lose lucidity as the dream becomes me and my friend playing hockey and the dream ends with me seeing the stadium from the sky.
Updated 03-05-2016 at 01:56 AM by 63752
I was preparing for a school trip. Suddenly I woke up in the bus, my teacher was sitting in the front part of bus, directly in front of me. There was a weird string going from doors of bus. I grabbed it and pulled. It was really long, and placed firmly in the doors. Suddenly I woke up again. I was lying on two seats. There were two girls sitting in row in front of me. I looked around and wondered how I changed my position. One of the girls looked at me, she had curly brown hair and green eyes. I tried to lie down some more, but others regulated backs oh their seats that they almost crushed me. The bus stopped and we had a chance to visit a mall. I tried to put on my shoes, but I already had some on. I entered one of the sections of mall. There were loads of junk food on shelves. I went straight to checkout assistant and asked if there's a toilet nearby. I took the door that was nearby and ended up in a hospital hallway. I moved to doctors office and went back to the streets. I could see the bus from afar. I went towards it, but someone caught my arm and stopped me. It was a man with short, black hair. He had beard and moustache, and he was wearing industrial era worker clothes. He retired to so me, but I moved on. He drove a bike after me, and when he got close, he left it and charged at me. I jumped and dodged, trying to counter his attacks. I was a bit scared and all sweaty. He took a broad, gladius like dagger and tried to slash me. I felt adrenaline rush, but my mind was still calm. I thought "He should throw that knife at me, and I should catch it.". He did as I thought - thrown his weapon. I caught it and stabbed him in the heart. Then I moved back to bus. I got teleported away and had to play a game in which I chose spot and DC bird flies towards it. My goal was to kill a snake that hypnotized whole city and was ruling it. I failed and the game changed into nor sure scrolling adventure than a strategy. It was really similar to Captain Claw game.
Went to bed around 9.30pm and set alarm for wbtb at 3.30am Woke a few times and recorded dream and sat up for 1 hour wbtb from 3-4am Laid back down at about 4.15am with Mantra ' I am dreaming ' as well as confirming with myself I am always able to leave my body easily and to enter the dream world is my greatest passion ✨✨✨ Yay this morning in Lucid Remembered Totm ' Ask a dream character what their favourite dream is/was' Have been lying on my back and got to very clear space where my body felt asleep with mind vast as space - got to blissful places and vibration stages but slipped into clear and vivid NL at some point...turned onto my side at 5.45am. Went in and out of dreamlets for a bit then found myself in the dark/vastness of my consciousness suddenly aware what to do to get myself into the dream ( instead of just lying there and enjoying it as I often do) I start moving my dream body this way and that ...kind of like flipping over and Turing etc - hard to explain what I was doing - at the same time I am focusing on a prayer and visualisation which is of each of my family members one by one ; bringing the individual into the focus and forefront of my mind and making very strong prayers that everything in their life be bountiful/wonderful and all things good etc etc... The more I focused on this and the moving of my dream body, the clearer the feeling was that I was coming into my lucid dream - Wow , what an entrance though ... Not rehearsed but on hind site I have been thinking a bit about the power of prayer and goodness a lot recently and how it heals the mind. ...As Well as putting thought into what 'my' method of wild is 🌹 I am imagining that I am in our dark bedroom as the realisation that ' this is me conscious in my dream hits me fully - 🌠 I am Lucid - I easily slide out of/through the window and with the wonderful feeling of flight duck and dive over tree tops and flowering bushes - marvelling over the lush green gardens below me and coloured flowers also dotted about ...I land and enjoy being in this beautiful place ... In the distance I see a bus going passed on the road which reminds me of the Totm to hop on and go for a journey to places Unknown - I don't feel like rushing out of the garden but remember then the Totm I am about to do ; a smart looking girl DC is walking firmly towards me so I ask her what her favourite dream is/was ' The happy ones' she says confidently looking me very directly in the eye ' And any specific one of those happy dreams?' I ask ' Not the unhappy ones' She says flatly ' Ok, thanks' I say and chuckle to myself🌸 I can't wait to meet her again and am deffinatelly spending more time pondering the beauty of the place and allowing myself ' time ' to ponder my place/existence within my dream - getting there 🌅🌌
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A meditation instruction that I really like. By Eonn. http://www.dreamviews.com/meditation...-meditate.html "Hey Yaya, I've been practicing for 10 years although not every single day, I usually do it just before I sleep for like an hour I find this is the best time for me. It's got to a point now where I can silence my innervoice instantly any time I like and keep it that way for several minutes at a time. I taught myself how to do this and there are a number of ways you can learn. One way is to actively listen with your ears to the sound of silence, when you take a moment to listen and pay attention to what your ears are hearing it interrupts your innervoice for a moment. Send all your focus on your ears and just listen to the silence. When you become good at interrupting your innervoice, you learn control over it, you learn how to pause it at will. Another way is to focus on your breathing and replace your innervoice with the sound of your breathing, try to make your innervoice mimmick the sound your breath makes and focus only on the sound of your breath. Considering you are already using breathing as a way to meditate this might be a better option for you. Another way is to observe your own thoughts from the perspective of a passive observer. Imagine you have a second consciousness that is watching your consciousness. It is watching your thoughts and not judging them just passively observing. Eventually the thoughts know they are being watched and begin to quiet down and stop altogether. This technique usually increases your awareness and takes you into higher brainwave states like alpha and beta so I tend not to use it often but it does have an amazing effect and expands your conscious awareness. You should try downloading some delta binaural beats or get your hands on some holo-sync. The advert for holo-sync is literally "learn to meditate deeper than a zen monk" it's really powerful stuff, I managed to find a torrent for it though as it costs lots of money. This is their website: Home - Holosync® Meditation Technology: Brain Wave Training for Relaxation, Prosperity, Love, Health & Success I really enjoy the delta state because when your that deep you don't need to worry about thoughts disturbing you it's like your hanging on to awareness with no thoughts at all. "
I am observing a scene, as if watching a television news broadcast. Two notorious leaders of a Norwegian para-military group have traveled to Indonesia for a negotiation. The situation is tense. In the news interview, one of the leaders promises there won't be any conflict or violence as long as no governments get involved. But also in view is the other leader, the quiet menacing-looking one. The verbal placation contrasted with the silent threat seems ominous. The news cuts to some B-roll of a dirt field behind a modest hotel. The journalist narrates the recent events: "The para-military group has been peaceful so far as they move in and take residence in their hotel. At least one neighbor, however, has been angered..." The camera zooms in on a bull out on that dirt field. He has a light brown coat with spots. He has very long and thick horns. He toes the ground, looking ready to charge. And now, I am in the scene in first-person. Along with me is my mother. We are also checking in to this hotel, perhaps unaware of the strife surrounding us. I see the bull. Now his coat is very dark brown. He snorts and toes at the ground again. "Be careful Mom. Let's hurry." The bull starts to charge in our direction. "Mom! Move out of the way!" I move quickly forward but she continues at a walking pace. "Mom!?" The bull veers off and stops his charge. Phew. Maybe he wasn't targeting us. Maybe the animal just does that to release its emotion. Now, a beat too late, my mother hears me and starts to panic. "I -- I don't move very fast!" She winces and wraps her arms around her, as if to brace for impact. As she does this with her upper body, her legs shuffle her forward a bit faster but awkwardly. This sudden movement catches the attention of the bull, who is now re-enraged. He tilts at my mother and charges again. I only watch as the bull gores her with his horns and rams her into a nearby wall. The bull pulls back and wanders off. It's missing a horn now. I run to my mother. Her left arm is completely severed just below the shoulder, drenched in dark red blood. The bull's horn is still stuck in her and I can also see her exposed bone. I'm horrified. She wails in pain and fear. "I don't think I'm going to make it!" I wake, but linger in the hypnopompic state for a while. Hypnopompia is like a little lucid epilogue to every dream. I am awake and aware, but my mind is still working with absurd dream logic. It is here where I get some of my best thinking done. I notice my emotions and let them fade. Thank you, Anger. Thank you, Guilt. You played your parts to perfection. You can go now. And is that you, Condescension? And Hypocrisy? You mischievous little scamps, I keep telling you to stay off my lawn. Run along now, and go apologize to your mother. Thank you, recurring theme of hestitating-to-act-leading-to-tragic-irony. I saw your work in Hamlet, that was brilliant. You can go too. A bull, huh? Bulls remind me of Spain. Spain... Spain... I think of Ernest Hemingway and then I think of A Farewell to Arms. That makes me laugh and so now I am fully awake. (Turns out Farewell doesn't take place in Spain. I was confusing it with For Whom The Bell Tolls.)
I was in a huge house that resembled my own and waiting in a room. A narrator like character appeared saying that I had lost my baby and that a woman was coming to take it. I wrapped the baby in a greenish blue like cloth and covered its face I was disappointed but accepted it being a mistake in life The women soon came and than went to the next room. As I walked around I felt the ground shaking. I wanted to panic but did my best to stay calm. I went to where my dad and mom's huge room was and told them the ground was shaking a bit But they told me not to worry. From outside a screen door I could see it was raining and thundering hard outside. I than thought about the different people with the guide jobs that lived in our huge house. They were only living with us to do their job but I really appreciated their company and looked up to them. I than kept walking around until something in the scene triggered a change. I was now walking with a group anime girls and we were like orphan High School or middle school children that were fortunate enough to live together in a huge house with wonderful guides. I noticed as we were walking outside there was a guy who looked like Dawn. The girls around me were talking about how cute he was and was popular among them. I also noticed he was talking to two other girls as he walked. I felt I had to move fast if I wanted to be together with him and take advantage of the opportunity I had so I ran to him and grabbed his arm. He was wet and I got the feeling he had wet his hair. I was so content that I had got to him first and kept talking to him. The narrator than showed up mentioning how our love grew and we got closer and closer. We than cuddled a little as we walked showing how we were a couple. ( This scene is probably inspired by the "Candy Candy" episode I saw yesterday. In it a girl was jealous that Candy was spending more time with Terry Except...Terry doesn't end up with Candy in Future episodes.:w: ) Anyways we were happy together until the narrator introduced us into a new scene where I and the school girls were on a trip but as we were on the top of a high building, two girls slid out the window and were fast approaching a truck I grabbed a pole and leaned out the window to slide them back but the girls behind me were making known through their worry that it was a bad idea. I crawled out the window a bit noticing that there were others around me outside the window too. Now I got the feeling we were in a baseball stadium like setting. However, if you stood up you could fall off and end up dead. I stood up and as I tried to help again the narrator appeared and mentioned how my love relationship ended when I was secretly pushed by another girl and fell down a great height. I felt it but managed to keep my balance. I looked back wanting to go inside but there was a space in between preventing me. I managed to jump over the space and ended up inside. We were now back inside the huge house and I decided to let the professionals deal with it. As I walked around I noticed that I was a little girl in a huge classroom with other little girls who were misbehaving. There was one who really wanted to get me in trouble and threw crayons and stuff around.An old lady teacher who was present saw what was happening and corrected her behavior I than decided to check on the guides who lived in the house. My younger brother appeared though and we were given a mission to get rid of an object that caused misfortune. After the event of running back and forth to get rid of the object happened I ended up in a spot of the huge house where there were girls talking about a funny guide that lived in the house. They didn't think much of him and dared me to right the name "Tacos"at the door.I was in the mood to joke around but in a appropriate way. One that wasn't negative but friendly. I went near his room and joked around with the guide who looked like a fat version of Eye. Except he was bald and realistic looking this time. He sat in a chair smiling at me as I played with the "Tacoes" sign I had put at his door. It was just a paper with the name "Tacoes" on it. I than wrote underneath it "A helpful person whose a great friend"and giggled. He seemed happy with what I wrote. Than I left his room and went to tell my parents how great a guide he was even though he was bald. Than woke up.
Morning of March 4, 2016. Friday. Dream #: 17,973-02. Reading Time: 2 min 33 sec. This dream is long and about flying, with the theme a comic-book-like adventure with meetings with supervillains. In the beginning, I am the only mutant in the world. After a lengthy meandering segment with me flying around using the term “human” somewhat disparagingly, with increasing emotion, I begin to understand that there are others like me, though this is mostly a farce at first. I find it amusing that people, mostly in their twenties, are joining a group of supervillains even though they are thus far not only not mutants but have no special abilities. None of them can fly as I can. Still, they seem happy when I meet them. A young man who is short and oddly dressed cheerfully shakes hands with me and claims he is Mole Man (a Marvel Comics villain). I am his inspiration. Other people will soon follow him but symbolically remain under my command. I acknowledge him out of mock respect (with subliminal dream state awareness) though I do not patronize him, as he is taking it seriously even though, again, he is not a mutant. The situation is inviting and interesting. Later, I see a young male who is having trouble walking because of a physical impairment of one leg being longer than the other. People are making fun of him. He eventually seems to be spitting small balls of fire a distance from the sidewalk into a little cylindrical rubbish bin behind a business building. Although most of the other supervillains I meet have already chosen their name, I call him “Pyro,” which relates to fire as well as the Marvel character. He asks me, “What about Pyro-Gomdulla?” Curiously, I recall a dream from 1971 and the Gomdulla character (from a comic book), yet do not fully realize I am dreaming. I consider he could become a giant mummy with telekinetic abilities (as in the comic book story) if he chooses that name, so I tell him that Gomdulla is an unsuitable phrase in a different language. He decides to keep “Pyro.” I eventually fly around with a younger version of Zsuzsanna, carrying her on my left side. (She sleeps on my left in reality.) I start to think others are developing the ability to fly, but this proves to be incorrect. I meet an unknown girl with no pupils or irises. She seems to be like the Scarlet Witch in abilities though with Storm’s overall appearance. Eventually, it starts to dawn on me that, because supervillains exist, a superhero or two could come into the picture and prove to be problematic (though this thought does not concern me). I assume much of that would be pretense as well. However, there are eventually additional “real” mutants who have unique powers and can fly. I also meet up with Captain Marvel, portrayed as an otherwise normal male in an elaborate white and purplish-blue costume that features various symbols. He cannot seem to fly and is not exceptionally strong. I throw him around, his cape sometimes going over his head, making it difficult for him to see or fight, and I am asking him why he does not fly. Presently, there are two superheroes on Earth, Captain Marvel and one I do not recall, who mostly sit in restaurants and converse in costume. From here, the differences between heroes and villains seem superficial, as I remain only subliminally (not actively) aware of being in the dream state. The presence of Mole Man relates to subliminally perceiving being asleep as “being underground” while, in contrast, Pyro represents the potential for consciousness reinitiation (waking from the dream state). The “living mummy” reference (Gomdulla) relates to being asleep as well (covered by a blanket). The girl villainess with no pupil or iris mostly signifies that my real eyes cannot see while I am asleep.
Updated 03-06-2019 at 08:37 AM by 1390
Again not much... 1) I became one of the characters from the film 'Chronicle'. I had superpowers and could fly as well as move objects by willpower. I walked past a car and tried to move it. I picked up a man and threw him around in the air. I was stood on a flat roof and with a friend willed all the dogs to come out of a block of flats, can't remember exactly why, hundreds came out and walked past us. I was sitting high up and thinking about where I wanted to fly to, thinking about flying to a planet. This was obviously as a result of me thinking yesterday about all the things I wanted to do when I become lucid.
Fragments > I'm busy cleaning my room in my student home. I've gotten into an argument with my mom somehow. She enters my room but since I've got my back to her I pretend that I don't know that she's here. She pokes me in my sides. I respond annoyed. So does she. She then asks me something. > I'm reading something about how Surinam is related to Spanish and some other languages. I consider learning something of these languages so that Surinam will become easier for me. Then I realise that that's idiotic. I might as well just focus on Surinam immediately. > I'm at the cinema with a girl who has only recently become a girl. She is nice to me and offers to pay for the tickets. Well that's definitely a change from when she was still a guy. It feels like I went out with the girl behind the ticket desk once, cause she's acting quite jealous. She's saying stuff such as that I should update my relationship status. A bit early for that I think. We then sit together with a group of people, who start cracking terrible vagina jokes in Dutch. > I check in at a train station. I can clearly see the same at which the train is supposed to leave. There also is a train, but the sign which displays the destinations doesn't match up with where I want to go. It shows a lot of places I've never heard of. They don't even sound Dutch. I end up skipping this train.
These are my eyes last night haha tryin' again to see in the dark and then it was just the same old same old as per usual... nada! now it's that time again i guess... will he wont he, will he wont he...will he dream or not! I can only try...
3/3/16: I remembered a few more dreams than what I can recall now but I went to a late night gig and woke up early and exhausted to I didn't really try to recall dreams. Dream 1: I was at school for something, not my actual school but one down the road from where I live. I think I was in trouble for something. Dream 2: I was in my backyard where a sprinkler/hose from the front had gone crazy and was shooting out water every which way. Somehow, through magic or a cold snap or whatever all the water jets froze and so there were giant ice spikes floating through the air. They were made up of all sorts of crystals of ice, jagged and pointing out in every direction. I touched one of them and it shattered at that point and travelled like a fuse, spitting out ice shards everywhere. I did this a couple of times and then called out for my brother so come see this, but my grandma came out instead. Dream 3: I was changing my ringtone on a train to a metal song, getting weird looks from the other passengers as the songs played out. Fragment: Getting kicked out of a bar.
I'm in a house. It's vry modern, with white walls and honey colored wood flooring, shining. I'm standing at the foot of the staircase, and I can see outside from a long, low window that goes all the way across the wall. to my right there's an open kitchen, in grey, slightly textured resin and shiny chrome, with a black marble counter top and thin, spinnery furniture made out of a gray, dull metal. The kitchen open in the living room, but I can only see part of it; it seem that the house is shaped like an L around a garden. I can make out the corner of a table with a frosted glass top, and part of a white woolly rug. Light is everywhere, spot cleverly hidden along the walls, sun coming from the widows in the wall and in the roof. I need to get out, but Where there should be a front door, the wall is whole. I turn around and start climbing the stairs. There are slowing curling on themself, and lined with potted plants. The ceiling is getting lower and lower, and there's no wall on my left, until I reach the top of the stairs. There's a lot of potted plants here, in the bring sun, and the stairs end in a sort of floorless gazebo. I can climb out of it, and after a short walk on a wooden beam, I enter an attic with greenhouse walls and a low wooden bench running along them. There's someone here, laying down under a nest of blankets. It's warm but no stuffy in the attic, and the sun and shadows are ideal, making it incredibly relaxing. I tiptoes in, trying no to disturb the sleeper, but he slowly raise on his elbows. He's slim and dark haired, and looks almost cartoony sleepy. I get closer and he shapeshifts, his hair lightening to a silvery blond, his bland face filling with intent. He moves, getting the shadows on his face. I recognize him and stop just shy of reaching the nest of blankets. He smiles and sit up, letting the blankets falls off his laps and showing me that he's naked underneath. Spoiler for more nudity after the cut...: And more and more happy to see me. The whole situation makes me laugh and his smile gets larger and larger, like the Chester Cat. I never saw his penis before, and I'm suprised that he's uncut. as I think it the foreskin disappears. As he's longing here, barely moving and smiling, he make me think of a big cat, relaxed and sated, at least for now. I get a little closer to him and sit on the blankets, slightly weirded out but more or less trusting him not to jump me. He stretchs out and take my hand to warp it around his shaft. I pull away, staring at him with disbelief. He laughs, completly silent, and runs his hand on my arms as if to soothes me. I roll my eyes and he suddently grabs me, pulling me in so I'm sitting in his lap. His skin is colder that the room, but not by much; I can feel his sex under my clothes. I push away as he switches his hold from my waist to my wrists and I'm sitting on his thighs. He's still smiling and tilts his head to the side, obviously questioning my reaction. I stop struggling and let him pulls me closer again. I put my hands on his shoulders and he looks almost wondering. After a couple of seconds his face turn predatory, with a strange, playful edge, and his hold my waist with one arm before slipping the other under my dress, pulling my panties aside and helping himself inside me. It's very intense but not overhelming, and after a few seconds it's almost confortable, mostly because neiher of us is moving. He settles himself back on the blankets without letting go my waist, and when I start to thnk I will simply get up and leave, he uses his hand to get me off until overstimulation hits me and I struggle away from him, flailing and unable to stand up. He's laughing again, and I can see my own wetness on his still erect penis. He can't help himself it seem. But in a way, I get it. He's like a green man, a embodiment of sexual energy. I could call him Eros, but I think I can go without gining him a name; he doesn't need one.
Alright I'm actually really excited about this. I've never had such good recall even though the dreams were all really short, it was really amazing to remember so many different things. They had a particular order but I didn't write down my tags in that order so I don't remember it now. Special methods: water method Went to bed: 22:00 Fell asleep: 22:15 Awakening 1: 04:00 (I think, not sure) Fell asleep: 04:01 Awakening 2: 5:50 Fell asleep: 6:00 Final awakening: 7:15 1: Blue Mediterranean I was at the (supposedly) Mediterranean coast (probably Spain) with a girl. The water was bluer than any water I've ever come across in Europe, it looked more like Curaçao waters or something. As I walked to the shoreline, I looked over my shoulder and it wasn't a girl anymore, instead my parents and siblings were there (huge disappointment ). 2: Flirting with R So I was in a classroom like one from high school but the people in there were from college. I was sitting at the back of the room when I caught R's eyes. She looks absolutely stunning, as always, while smiling at me. After another one of those looks I walk over to her (she was sitting in the front). As I sit next to her, she looks at me intensely and grabs my arm. Then she starts talking some nonsense about how we made eye contact and for some reason she was really intrigued by that. Animation show with a girl doing shrooms This must be one of my weirdest dreams ever. I'm watching some kind of animated tv show. Even though I realize I am merely a spectator in the story, I am completely immersed in it. It starts out with this girl who can't be older than 15 who takes mushrooms in her bedroom. Then she starts going completely mental, throwing things around her room, smashing her television to bits and pieces and dancing on the table. Then she is suddenly outside and she is wearing some silly costume (I don't remember what) and she is dancing on her parents' car. Then, her parents come home. They see her acting like that and don't really know what do to. Then she changes into a robot costume suddenly and dances in front of her parents. I remember thinking something like "oohhh how stupid can you be!?". Then her parents do get angry and drag her inside. Watching tv with my parents and an amazing song So now I'm sitting on the couch at home with my parents. We're watching tv and the show is about a girl on some climbing/playing equipment for children. My dad comments that he finds the show extremely stupid and useless with a very annoyed tone. Then the show appears to end and as the credits start rolling a song starts playing as well. The title of the song is displayed but I can only remember the name "Vince". In the lyrics he sang something about 2001 and then 2003 and the song was really beautiful. Upon waking I could remember the melody, but I forgot it during the day (I wouldn't have been able to put it in writing anyway). Lastly there were two fragments. In the first I was doing dishes with 3 other people. They had already started and I wanted to help but it took me some time to figure out what I could do. I ended up rinsing the dishes before the next person washed them. The third would then dry and the fourth would put it away. From the other fragment I only recall a single image of a girl (I do remember I felt amazing about her) standing on a platform that was attached to the outside of a moving train in which I was sitting.
Alright, I'm back now. Last couple lucids have not really been worth writing down, but last night I had a good one with a TOTM thrown in, so I figured I should write/type it. I start out with a kinda weird nonlucid. All I remember was one part where I was with a bunch of guys in a Jeep flying through space. And somehow that didn't seem weird at all to me… I woke up for a bit, and did sort of a lazy WBTB. I'm in a car with my parents, driving home for spring break. I look at my phone and see that the date is March 13. Weird, I don't remember March 3-12. In fact, why are my parents driving me home for spring break anyway? I usually drive myself. I ask my mom if I'm dreaming, and she says no. I plug my nose to double check, and I can breathe through it, so I become lucid. I decide to ask again, “Am I dreaming?” “Of course not, honey!” Wrong answer. I manage to phase out of the car and fly behind it for a bit. It's a purple minivan, not even my parents’ car. I pick it up by the back bumper and lift it off the ground. I swing it around and finally launch it off into the distance. I stop to take a look around. I'm in this strange little Western town just off the highway that looks more like a speed trap than a city. I remember the advanced task to call out for your dream guide, and I think it'll be easy, since I already know what I'm looking for. Still, since I'm a bit of a completionist, I say “I am ready for my dream guide.” Nothing happens, so this time I shout it into the sky. Just then, these two short men with cowboy hats walk out of this nearby saloon. They both kinda look like Yosemite Sam, but I notice that they have 3 rows of teeth. I'm kind of freaked out by this, and I hope to myself that they aren't actually my dream guides somehow. They ignore me though, and continue walking to my right. I turn around and thankfully see Vi’s familiar face. She motions me to follow her, so I do. We walk into this building that looks like an arcade of sorts and head into a back room, where there's a small group of people already gathered and seated in a circle. Apparently this is a conference with other lucid dreamers and their dream guides. After Vi and I sit down, we start some kind of group discussion. Two more people walk in shortly after, and one of the members jokes about them being late. Another guy in the group jokes back, “It can hardly be considered late when half of us don't even exist in time and space.” We go around the circle and introduce ourselves. I don't really pay attention, since I'm kind of amazed at how vivid and clear everything is, like I'm actually in the room. I start getting lost in the vividness, and actually start to destabilize. I try to hold on, but then the two people next to be grab onto my arms to help me stay grounded in the dream. It works, as the dream restabilizes and returns to the same vividness it had earlier. The meeting continues as normal, as if there was nothing weird about one of its members almost blinking out of existence. The meeting doesn't take very long, so we soon head out into the arcade. The place is packed with people, but luckily no one is using the games themselves. I head over to this shooting gallery, and a guy hands me this airsoft rifle. I take aim at a target that's incredibly far away - I can hardly even see what I'm aiming for. I try to stabilize the gun, but I can't. I take two wild shots and somehow hit the target both times. I'm about to take a third shot, but the dream destabilizes. I'm at home, getting ready to go to a concert. I suddenly get a call that the lead singer of the band has gone missing, and I have to take his place.
Fragment I was in my backyard. Father took our cat out of garage and told me to drive somewhere with him. I was the driver. MILD - shapeshifting, bonus TotM I was in a forest with some DC's and my dog. It was dark and cold winter night. We were escaping from some kind of danger. We ran until we got closer to a mansion of some kind. It reminded me my neighbors house. We climbed up a huge rock just in time. A group of rotting undead attacked us. I knew that owner of the mansion set them free to kill us and take my dog. There was only one way of escape - electricity lines just above the rock. I slid down on the cable to courtyard, and ran the hell out of there. I realised that I'm in my home town, close to neighbors house. I looked back and saw my dog playing with wolves. I decided to run away along the street. I thought that I should run quicker. I realised that it's a dream. Everything became more detailed and vivid. Time has changed, it was no longer a cold and dark winter night, but rather a bright and warm summer day. I ran into a huge farm complex that had enormous wheat fields, mechanics workshops, garages with tractors and combine harvesters and huge warehouses. There were many DCs walking around I though about a girl from my class, and she appeared nearby. I told her that it's a dream, and rushed inside one of the combines - a big, red combine harvester. She did the same. We drove around the complex smashing everything on our way, all while I was telling about possibilities that lucid dreams give. I drove into a dead end, where I couldn't drive back nor any further. I left the machine and ran back to garages and fields. I though about bike, and found one nearby. It had modifications that allowed using it at fields. I tried riding it, but I couldn't hold my balance. I left it and ran back to combine harvesters, but before I took another one, I recalled a bonus ToTM. I moved my left hand back, thinking about creating fire. Suddenly I felt a strong pain going quickly from fingers up my hand. Everything went black, I still felt the pain, but I could move my body. I moved back my right hand and though about creating ice. I felt really strong frostbite coming from fingers up my hand. I managed to stay lucid (spoiler). Spoiler for Shapeshifting: Blackness dispersed and I found myself in my kitchen. First thing that stood out was a silver platter lying on an oven. It was reflective like a mirror. I looked at my reflexion - it had brighter hair with different haircut, and was wearing a gray t-shirt with green color on the sides. Shapeshifting is my current lucid goal, so I though that I could use this mirror-like platter. I decided to change into a woman. I looked right, at the kitchen and thought about a girl from my class. Then I looked back at the mirror and saw her. My body changed accordingly. The most intensive were feelings of my breasts growing and genitals changing to female counterparts. This turned me on, and penis instead of changing into vagina started growing bigger and thicker. Dream started losing stability when it took a bit spiral shape, but I calmed myself and assumed my normal form. I noticed that I'm no longer in kitchen, but in the toilet, standing in front of mirror. I looked left at the wall, and then back into mirror. I was undecided in what woman I could change, so I decided that SubC can surprise me. Looking at my reflexion I saw an asian woman with face somehow similar to mine, but with black long hair. I managed to shapeshift fully this time. I fingered myself a bit. I felt my hand going inside my body, but I could only feel touch - nothing more. The dream started to slowly fade. I wondered how a DC would react when looking at me right now, and thought that one should enter the room. It was a naked, muscular dude. Without words, he went straight for an anal sex. It wasn't bad, but not pleasurable either. The dream faded away shortly after and I woke up.
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