lucid

I wake up early for some reason. I feel pretty awake. BUt I dont see any point in getting out of bed. Its still dark out and everyone's asleep. I am about to go back to sleep when I realize this would be a great time for a WILD. I also want to see if listening to binaural beats would help any. So I get out my iPod and start listening to one that should help me relax. The headphones were uncomfortable so i took the one in my right ear out and rolled onto my rights side. Now the headphones weren't digging into me. After what FELT a long time I finally got relaxed. Deeply relaxed. For some odd reason I imagined myself walking around a fixed point. After a few rounds I was very close to my body falling asleep. I felt a few subtle vibrations. But those didn't last very long. Then i snapped out of that deep state where whatever you imagined you could feel. Which was the case with the circles I was walking in. I could FEEl myself walking. It was like a partial dream state.

I guess I fell asleep at this point because I woke up remembering a dream about dogs.. I did manage to keep still and keep my eyes closed. The small dream I had was interesting. It started with me watching an old film that revolved around small dogs. Then I was at the nady walking towards the door when a small dog came through it. The dog was cute I petted him. Oh sick just remembered another dream! Anyways I walked through the door with the dog and met the dogs owner who was slouched in a couch. He seem ill and sickly but nice. Thats all there was to the dream.

Now I lay in bed trying to decide whether or not I should just get up and write down the dog dream. I decided no, I'll try to WILD. I went over the dream a bunch of times so I wouldn't forget it. Again, once I was deeply relaxed I did the thing where I walked around aa fixed point. As I did that I started to visualize myself walking. Then I could see asphalt form around me, and the point I was walking around was a sewer cap. I visuals kept getting stronger and more clear. Then I felt them vibrations. As I walked in circles I rubbed my fingers together to further stabilize the forming dream. This continued until I was in a full-on dream.

Like the last 4 lucid dreams I had, this one took place in a suburban neighborhood. Specifically the one I'm in now. I walked past some cars and felt them while I thought of what to do. Instantly i remembered the advanced task of the month. I was looking forward to my date. But I wasnt so sure where I was going to find her/it. I decided I would fly into space. I wasnt so sure what I would do once I got there. i guess I was hoping I would get lucky. I walked down a sloped road. I noticed there was a fair amount of people around. I thought, maybe they can help me. I shouted to them "HEY! LISTEN UP". I then yelled out my plan. They all ignored me. I was now nearing a cul de sac. In it I saw Mostafa. Excited I ran to him.
"MOSTAFA! DUDE!"
"ROMMMMMMAAAAYY!"
"HEY MAN! Listen- " I told him my plan and he gladly agreed to help.

We walked to the end of the cul de sac. I saw a trash can tied to a light pole and wondered if I could use it a spaceship or something. I looked out to the scenery around me.
"CLARITY" I yelled. Everything got super vivid and crisp.
"COLOR!" When I yelled "color" everything became super saturated.

"WHOA! Mostafa check this out! This is so cool"

I started to wonder if Mostafa was a DC or if he was his actual self. Maybe we were having a shared dream. Mostafa has natural LD abilities. He's got mad LDing skills like no one else. So I figured it could be possible considering it was him.
"Are you dreaming?" I ask him.
No Answer.
Typical DC

I follow him up this hill (we're off the street now) to this cement bunker thing. He just stands there on top of the structure doing nothing. I ask him twice more "Are you dreaming?"
He asks me "Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine. Its just that-" I was about to explain the whole possibility of a shared dream but I decided there was no point.

I leave Mostafa and walk back into the street and decide to try flying into space and see what happens from there. I wanted to avoid simply flying be cause I haven't really had any luck with that yet.Which is why I wanted to see what help the DCs might have for me. I tried several times to fly by just jumping into the air intending to take flight. Fail. I tried the same thing but with a running start. Also failed. I kept trying for some time until the dream ended.

Or at least that part of the dream. All of a sudden I was in a locker room. I was still lucid. But not Lucid enough to notice this sudden change in location. Maybe there was a smooth transition and I just cant remember it.

All I did there was wander around the locker room doing nothing what so ever. I saw a bunch of guys with longboards and thought maybe they were some sort of team. By then I had lot my lucidity.

A violent dream where everyone is either being shot or is shooting someone else. Sort of like the bar scene in Inglorious bastards. Cannot remember anything else about the dream. At the end I have been shot in the head and I begin to. slowly? Die. Right before the dream resides completely I realize this was all a dream and relax. The dream ends. I keep my eyes closed and I don’t move. I fall back asleep and re-enter the massacre dream. I am in a room with two beds and in those beds are two dead bodies. They have been shot. I look at them and recognize the dream scene. I become lucid. I look back at the bodies; they are two middle-aged women. I tell them to get up. I tell them that they are part of dream and that anything is possible. They don’t have to be dead if they don’t want to be. I tell them to get up and out of bed a few more times. At his point the dream sort of fades slightly. It doesn’t end it just becomes very unclear. I don’t really remember what happens at this point. I do remember that I need to stabilize the dream so I start touching things. (I want to remember to attempt voice commands) I think I walk around at this point just exploring my surroundings. But then I think, I do that every time I have a lucid dream, I just walk around. I figured I had to do something this time. By now the dream was very stable. I think, What to do, what to do… Then I remember the task of the month! I look around and find a mirror on the wall to my left right beside my head. How convenient. I take a few steps back and run at the mirror. As I run I see my mom from the corner of my eye. She says something but I ignore her. Once I am just a few feet away from the mirror I leap head first into it. I am a little disappointed at the outcome. But it was interesting nonetheless. I was sent into another house like the one I was in. I came out of another mirror into a very fancy living room. It was well light by a huge chandelier in the middle of the room. The ceiling was very high in this room. On a couch was a man reading a newspaper. I can’t remember what I did next but I guess I walked around and ended up at the front door of the house. I gladly walk out of it. The house was a bore. I walk out and by now I notice how vivid and real it is. I have no fears now of it losing stability or me losing awareness. I am now on the street of a suburban neighborhood. again. It is beautiful. There are massive trees everywhere and the sunlight bathing them was spectacular. Somehow there is a white book in my hand. I look at its cover. The “words” are just random nonsense. Every time I look away and look back it changes. Then I try something. I think of of a phrase in my mind and look at the cover. What would show up on the cover would be very similar to what I was thinking of. A few times it was the same word for word. But none of the words were spelt right. Sadly, I cant remember what phrases I thought of. I even told myself in the dream to try to remember what I thought and what it turned out to be on the cover. Looks like I failed. I look around some more and decide it would be cool to skate. I try to summon a skateboard. I try to will one into existence by thought. I look down at my feet. Nothing. I try that a few times and all attempts failed. I then tell myself, Ok, when I snap my fingers a board will appear in front of me. That didn’t work either. I then look at the book and try turning it into a skateboard. I set it on the ground and see that the book has wheels attached to it. I get on it but it is too small to have any fun with. Then I try flying. At first I’m stuck at jumping really high. But after a while I get higher and higher. But I always fall back down. While trying to fly I hear a little boy laughing. I continue practicing. As I slowly move down the street I see the source of the sound. Sitting at the top of a little slide is a boy. He laughs, says my name, and then laughs again. Repeat. The kid freaked me out a bit. I ask him, Who are you? What are you? But my voice seems drowned by other louder voices. I take notice of other DCs walking in my direction. Once in front of me I ask this dude about my age if he can teach me how to fly. Dream fades. Dream ends.

Chased/attacked by humanoid alien creature beast things. They kill people in insanely violent ways. We (whoever that is) decide to fight back. We try but realize it is no hope. We conclude that we are going to die.
I now think, I can’t die, I don’t wanna die. But I see there is no way out. Then I realize I am dreaming and I impulsively wake myself up. Which is foolish of course. I wasted an opportunity to enjoy a wonderful lucid dream.

I am supposed to meet dad and sis at home. I am at grandparents near the gate it dark and I on bike. I start to ride home. In the dark I am scared. I think about my fears. Mine is running puppies over. I nearly cry.. A big flash of light happens when I think this. Then I take right to my house. I bump into someone who might be dangerous. He walks in my direction. I keep riding home (almost there in front I can see it) I start to worry what he will do.. But he begins to walk away in another direction and im like oh ok Then he runs to my house and jumps the gate. I get off the bike and go in after him I yell at him. He goes in then jumps back out and is gone. Now I am in the front stone area.
I somehow realize I am dreaming… I think wow that was easy and then I start to think hmmm time to see just how real the dream world is. I touch the ground it is hard and feels 100 % authentic. I walk move it is all real. But I know it’s a dream. Then I go to derby I hold her feel her. The dream gets more stable during all this and more real. Derby feels real. I start to doubt whether this is a dream. I jump and see if I can float I cant. But I do fall a bit slow. Then I try to jump a table, which should be hard in waking life I land on to p of it not making it over. I then conclude that this was not a dream and I feel foolish and very tired. I wake up into a bed (not real one) then I fully wake up.

This morning I activated my sight during an OBE and saw my first entity.
I had like one and a half obes today. It goes like this:
I wake up with my hand on my face. It is covering my right eye and some of my left. I move my hand but the “hand” on my face doesn’t move. I move my hand some more and realize whatever that is on my face and blocking my vision (which was very hazy) was not my hand. I look with my left eye at my hand. It’s transparent. I figure I am my astral self. I look at my hand some more and move it until I am back to my physical body. I then induce another obe. Right before I reach the waves of vibrations, I hear a single voice of a man. He sounds very nice. I can understand him word for word and listen to him. He speaks as if from an audio book. As I am going through vibrations, he talks about obes. He speaks about it in great detail. He then starts giving me tips as I feel myself float up. I did not intend to leave the room. Instead I wanted to gain my astral sight. So once I was out of body, I dropped back down to bed level so I could attempt opening my eyes. As I floated down the voice told I was going to encounter something. He told me not to fear and that nothing could hurt me. He said, and I quote, to “do something silly”. Once level to the bed I open my eyes. Again I see the thing I thought was my hand. Whatever it was, it blocked most of my vision. What I could see was very hazy. I took my hands and tried to pull the thing off. It was like one huge eyelid. It was very hard to pry open and it would only stay open as long as I held it. When I let go it would cover my right eye and some of my left. After pulling at that for a few seconds. I saw the being the voice told me I would meet. It stood several feet from the bed and was about my height. It was pink. It was a pink humanoid blob. I was like whoa! Instead of projecting love or whatever like they tell you to, I made my hand into a gun. Not an actual gun but a imaginative gun with my fingers. I pointed my fingers at the pink thing and started to shoot at it. It returned the action by pointing its own arms at me and began shooting. We had are own little pretend shoot-out. Once I saw the pink blob bring up its arm I thought at it “haha good luck with that”

I tried an OBE this morning. I tried to have an OBE but instead I had an accidental WILD. In fact, a very, very long one. It went like this:
I wake up at seven. I did stuff till eight. I get back into bed and try an OBE. Eventually I become deeply relaxed and there is tons of hypnagogic imagery. It starts distant and unclear but it gets very vivid as time goes by. Then, my mind just explodes with hypnogonia. Visuals everywhere! I hear tons of voices. Then I see flashes of my room as if I can see through my eyelids. Then I see my laptop in front of me, and only that. By this time the voices are at their peak. They were completely understandable. I can hear word for word. Only there were so many voices I couldn't listen to them all. Then voices of two people I know started talking to me. They started calling out my name over and over. I get the feeling that their frustrated at me for not replying. At some point I also heard a huge BOOM/BANG! I think, Ahmed has gotten these bang sounds before! After that VIBRATIONS, never ending vibrations. I get two small waves like when I had my first OBE. I have that thought while its happening. But then a third wave comes and it does not end. It keeps going and going. Im thinking, When is this gonna end? All of a sudden I'm in sleep paralysis. I try to separate, but I fail. Then I open my eyes. I see my room and I am lost for words. The first thing I noticed was the color. I won't try to describe the colors. The next thing I noticed was how the door wasn't where it is normally. But then I saw another door where it always was. There were two. There was a huge window across from my bed. It was like a replication of my room on some alien star ship. Everything was sooooo different yet the same. It spooked me a bit, the way it looked; it was dark and alien-ly sinister. Then I thought, shadow beings? There were none. Then I started to get dragged from my bed. I thought, whatever, just go with the flow. I was then pulled into the space between my bed and my bedside table/drawer thing. I felt my body curl up into the space. I then close my eyes. I try to separate but fail. I open my eyes again I see the same room and everything that happened before happens again. Only this time I am pulled into the wall closest to me. All I see is a strange green-grey. I am unable to move or separate. Seeing no progress will be made now, I want to wake up. This way I'll at least be able to remember all this clearly and write it down, or as I am now, typing it. I try so hard to move. I cant, no matter how hard I try. I think back to what Nicholas Newport said. I try breathing fast and hard. It works; I wake up. I sit in bed and start to think about everything that just happened. I suddenly realize that all of this was not a failed OBE. In fact, I had achieved a WILD without realizing it. I was aware the whole time but I thought I was going through a failing OBE. I failed to tell the difference between an OBE and a lucid dream. It was all a dream starting from the vibrations. I was aware make no mistake, but I had treated everything as if I was on the path to an OBE. I get out of bed wondering how much time has passed. I change my shirt because the one I was wearing smelled.( In waking life it really did smell) I take a moment to decide which shirt I will wear. Whether it'll be the one that I had over my eyes or something else. I then walk out of the room. On my way I look out the window and notice it's dark. This confuses me. I wonder, How long have I been here? I walk into the living room and see my mom and my sister on the couch. Nothing new here. I exchange a few words with my mom but didn’t pay attention to what she was saying. My focus was on the leather coffee table next to us. There was something moving inside of it. I go, Oh! That’s where the mice are living. I hope my mom doesn’t notice. She does and I wake up. For real this time. I think back and realize I had experienced a false awakening. But the conclusions I made in my false awakening about the WILD and how I treated it like an OBE remained true.

During Quran class I fall asleep and have a short lucid dream. I view a huge white room from above. In it are rows and rows of white machinery. Each machine has a person in white working and controlling the machine. I know that I am dreaming and that I should be able to control the workers. I experiment with my lucid state and moved workers and machines around.

I was laying in bed and I couldn’t fall asleep. Then finally I got relaxed and I felt I guess what is known as the roll over signal. I decided to roll over and see if I'd enter SP fast. So I began to enter sleep paralysis. I felt tons of vibrations and it felt like I was falling. It feels good so I just let my self go with it. But I did not ant a WILD or an OBE. It was dark in my room and I get freaked out sometimes so I move force myself out of the vibration state by moving again. Now I'm in my room thinking ah that was fun. At this point I am in a dream but I don’t realize. I remain in bed in the same position and I am still trying to sleep. I notice something weird though. Every time I close my eyes, no matter which direction I was facing, when I open them again, I see my room as if I was laying on my back looking forward. I don’t think much of this. I just figure that I am really close to falling asleep and when I close my eyes I am seeing developing dream scenes of my room. I continue to just lay there for a looong time. I am starting to get a bit suspicious though. I decide to get some water. I turn to the lamp next to me and try to turn it on. It wont work…. The knob that I turn to switch lights on even broke into my hand. I now know I am dreaming. I am a bit scarred since my room is really dark. Once my fears begin to grow I see a figure in the corner. I close my eyes. I put my fears aside for a moment and decide it would be cool to look at my phone. I feel around for it on my bedside table and find it. I press a few buttons and observe. The screen displays a bunch of random figures and scribbles. I toss the useless phone over the bed. It does not make the sound it should when it hit the ground. Now I think about how I am in bed wake, yet my physical body is in the same bed asleep. My fears begin to grow again and I’m worried I’ll start seeing things I don’t want to see because of my stupid fear.. I lay in bed and wonder how long this will last. I try waking myself up for a while. Until finally, one attempt succeeded.

I wake up at 7:10 and attempt a WILD at 8 something. The dream:
I am first laying in a bedroom that is not mine. I do not realize it is not my room in the dream though. I also think that I have managed an OBE not a lucid dream. Everything is motion blurred and seems to move in slow motion. Half of my vision is blocked by something. I try moving around in the room but its too hard. I close my eyes and hope for a new dream. I wait a few seconds and I experience a wave of vibrations. I decide it would be cool to enter a dream lifting weights. So in the darkness I move my arms as if I'm doing so. After a few seconds of this I am in the dream. I am in another room. It looks like an office of some sort. There is a lot of red. I am laying on a bed or couch lifting invisible weights. I am glad I'm still fully lucid. I get up and walk out of the room. I seem to be in the basement of some house. The floor planning is similar to one of my older houses in Kentucky. I see Hussien Hegazy from my class vacuuming. He is very absorbed in his floor cleaning. The vacuum has a bass guitar attached to it. Instead of the vacuum making a loud whooshing sound it plays breakdowns. DIGGUH DIGDIG DIGGUH. I love this! I walk up to him and say HEY! We shake hands.
I ask him "Hey Hussein, how does it feel to be in a dream?"
He says, "IT FEELS AWESOOOOME!"
We then both go "YEAH!!" and high five each other hard.
I begin to walk up a nearby set of stairs. Hussein follows. Now I am on the first floor. I look around. It looks much like a neighbors house I once visited. I then walk back down another flight of stairs yet I remain on the first floor. As I was walking down the stairs I think, Well since this is a dream, I should be able to just jump down the whole thing just fine. But it feels so real I think It'll hurt. So instead I jump down half. When I land i sort of slip and my heels bang against the last few stairs. It hurt. I think about how I just felt pain. I bang my heels some more against the floor. It hurts even more. I find it cool that I can feel pain in my dream. But now I sort of dread some experiences that will now be painful when I originally thought I wouldn't feel a thing. I see the front door to the house and I walk out now. Hussein is no longer with me. Outside is a suburban neighborhood. In front of the house are many men in suits. Some are lined up on each side of the driveway. There is also a line of men in the center of the driveway. Those men dont have heads. They are only suits standing. I dont know what to say to them.
So I just say, HEY GUYS!"
I start to walk to the street when a man asks me, "Wheres the money?"
I reply with "What money?"
He then says, "There is no money" in a very serious voice. I ignore him and keep walking to the street.
There are tons of cars parked there so I jump over one to get to the street. Then next to the car I just jumped over is the man who asked for money that didn't exist. He pulls out a small leather bag. He unzips it, reaches in, and brings out two guns. One a pistol and the other a submachine gun. He tosses me the pistol. I think it is great that a DC handed me a gun, now the real fun begins. I am surprised to see the man point his gun at me. I worry that if I get shot the dream will end. I duck behind the car. I come back up and start to shoot at him. The gun, instead of firing bullets, launches these slow torpedo shaped objects. I miss him the first time but I am sure I hit him the last few shots. To my disadvantage, the gun is out of ammo. How lame, I think. I get sort of pissed at this point that I'm wasting my precious dream time with some annoying DC. I say to myself this is my dream and I should do whatever I want. I am about to will the dude out of existence when the dream ends.