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Dream 1:
I was in my room at night. I was trying to turn on my alarm (I use the alarm clock Mondays-Fridays to make sure I walk up at 11am) but something was wrong with it. I accidently turned it on. My sister comes into the room. end of dream 1

Dream 2:

I was in a throne room in a building in what seemed to be Roman Empire times. I was an emperor. There were 2 women and one child (a girl) who were telling me I somehow did something wrong. Then the scene switched to the hallway of the *building* and I saw horse statues. but each of them were "different"..they were missing parts..(I.e. one statue was missing a leg of a horse, another one was missing the arm of the rider) and when I the scene switched back to the first scene..the building was crumbling..down like an Major Earthquake was happening.

Dream 3:

I was an Chinese student and I was with a school group and we were in a museum and we were around a electronic campfire.Everyone expect myself were singing the song. A werid-looking man came out of nowhere...and asked us to do something. We just started to do it when I woke up.

Dream - Lucid

I know there was more to this dream than this, but this is all I can really recall right now.

I was in what looked like a bedroom. The carpets were dark red. I remembered something from my waking life (which happens quite a bit in my regular dreams as well as lucid), and that somehow got my brain to the conclusion that I was dreaming.

I started to walk through the room, and the right side of my vision went out. I started trying to get it back, but it felt like my eye was shut so tightly, that it would open my real eye if I tried too hard. I decided to wait it out.

I walked by a bed that was on my right. In front of me, was...me. I was there, sitting on the floor. My hair was pulled back into a ponytail, I was wearing a white shirt, and I was sitting Indian-style on the floor, looking at me and smiling. Curious, I approached myself, hoping to ask some questions.

By this point, my vision had fixed itself.

I came up to myself sitting on the floor. I looked, and where I had been sitting there was now some sort of kitchen appliance machine still in its box instead. The box was white and was in a shopping bag. Weird. I started trying to figure out what that could have meant.

I then was outside in the daytime. I saw a huge, clear, beautifully vivid rainbow. I was with someone, my dad I think. He was standing in front of and facing me. I told him to turn around and look, because I could see that the rainbow was about to fade. The sun started to set very quickly as the sky turned orange and red. The rainbow's colors darkened but were still vivid. My dad turned to look, and the rainbow started to morph. The top of the rainbow started to break up and turn until it was a bunch of vertically-facing dark-colored bands sitting on top of the rest of the rainbow. My dad pointed out what was going on extremely matter-of-factly, but I can't remember what he said.

High School Friends
This was a longer dream, I only recall the tail end of it. I am in my bathroom from the Daisetta house where I lived during high school. I am standing near the sink, talking to two old friends from high school BS and TC. We are talking about college. I am bragging that I already finished college before I even got my high school diploma. I explained that I was going back to get another college degree and then I wanted to travel and swim with dolphins. Weird.

Couldn't get back to sleep because my mind felt too alert. I got up for about 30 minutes and then laid down again. I tossed and turned for a while, I don't know how long. Eventually, I drifted into some lucid dreams.

Naked Chicks
I transition into the dream and the scene is exactly like waking life. I am laying in bed on my side, facing the way. Just a bit of dim light comes in from the window. But then there's an interesting different. Two naked girls are on my bed. One is laying on the edge of the bed near the way. The other is on her knees at the foot of the bed and then she crawls over the other girl to the head of the bed. I know I'm dreaming. I can barely see in the dim light. I reach with my hand for the girl who is laying down. I roll her over toward me and run my hands along her body and squeeze her breast.

Rooftops
I transition into the dream and it's my bedroom again. Now it's more light. Sadly, there are no naked chicks. I sit up and look out the window. I phase through the window glass and jump out onto the rooftop of the adjacent building. I jump from rooftop to rooftop, trying to keep control and finesse of my jumps and vision. Then on one roof I see a man learning over the edge with a sniper rifle. I am behind him. I sneak up to him and grab the rifle out of his hands. He struggles with me but I overpower him. I throw it over the edge of the building.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a house with a few other people. I may have been walking through a dim hallway. There were doorways open to rooms, some of which may have had turquoise walls. The rooms were all slightly dim, lit by greyish natural light coming in through the windows.

I saw two people, each of whom had something wrong with them. The second person actually had his left eyebrow shaved off. But his skin had been shaved off as well, and there was just a big, bloody wound where the guy's eyebrow had been.

The guy either told me or looked at me in a way that implied that this wound over his eye meant that I was in physical danger. I would die, possibly through my throat being cut, either by myself or by someone else.

I seemed resigned to my fate. I walked into and then out of a bedroom. I had a Bic razor in my hand. I was shaving myself. But I seemed to nick myself just under my left ear. Something about the razor was bad. So I threw it on the ground and got a second razor.

The second razor was cracked halfway along its head. It looked pretty dangerous to use. But I used it anwyay. I seemed to be make the wound on my neck even worse. I was pretty sure now that I was going to bleed to death.

I walked into the kitchen and stood before the sink. Suddenly a stream of blood was flowing down my throat. It seemed to be getting worse and worse. I felt like soon I wouldn't be able to breathe.

I now got panicked. I realized I was finally going to die, and in a way that was kind of gross-feeling and uncomfortable. I thought my mind would probably fade out before things got really bad. But I didn't want to have to deal with the chance.

In my panic I called out, "Mom! Mom!"

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a dark bedroom with my mom and my sister. The room seemed to have cinder block walls and concrete floors. The only light in the room seemed to be a blue glow from somewhere along the walls. The room was really big, almost empty, with a big bed off on the right wall.

I held something like an iPad in my hands. It was playing some sort of news show. Below the news show there was a little yellow strip that ran horizontally across the screen. In this strip would be shown little squares that were like stills frome video news stories.

The news story playing in the main part of the screen was interrupted at one point by an announcer informing people that updates had been made on a man who had been wanted by the police.

I looked down to see the updated videos. At first there were strings of black text. As well as the wanted man, there had been a missing man. One string of text said, "MISSING MAN FOUND DEAD." Another string of text said, "WANTED MAN FOUND KILLING MISSING MAN."

I now pressed on one of the stills, to play one of the video news updates. In my mind's eye, I saw a video image of the wanted man being caught doing something like sawing the missing man's head off while he was still alive.

While I had been wathing the original news story and reading the lines of text, I had been sitting out on the floor, in the middle of the room. Now I was laying on the bed, possibly with my sister.

The still I had pressed played a video history of the two men, up to the most updated news reports. The shots showed various photos of the men in some living room. There was often also a woman in the room. The woman was one of the men's wife. I'm not sure which man.

The men's appearances changed throughout the photos. Sometimes the men looked young, almost 1970s-like. They had huge hair and wore dark sweaters and jeans. At other times, they looked like kind of clean-cut college guys.

But most of the time the two guys looked almost identical: long hair pulled back in a ponytail, the hair mostly brown, with grey streaks in it, and a big grey streak in the center, full, but not huge, beards, and blue eyes.

The two men had had something to do with a cult. It was like one of the men had been the cult leader, while another of the men had been a member of the cult, then gone on either to join another cult or try to make a cult of his own.

Either both men or just the cult leader became militantly angry. There were possibly even groups sent out with weapons. Finally the cult leader had caught up with the other guy and killed him.

Evolventity's Dream

September 25, 2011

Non-Lucid Dream. Fell asleep by 8AM, and woke up at 4PM.
-I'm with another male and female in a crowded, dim-lit, spacious building. It seems like a party. We are shape shifters. The man usually transforms into a blue creature (beast) like in X-Men and the woman can transform into a male super hero with white glowing eyes and stereotypical masculine features. While walking, we realize their ability is defective in that their shape shifter form is reversed and they can't turn back to human. We're being chased by government authority, a bitter middle-aged woman in a skirt dress being the leader. She points to us. The beast runs at her and punches the bitch in the face. The other shape shifter had come from behind her to attack as well, and 'he' is also hit by the beast. His ribs are cracked and he is lifeless. To heal and bring him back to life, a passionate kiss is given to him by the other shape shifter. Everyone watches in awe.

-I'm walking between desks. I'm in another dimly-lit building, this time like a classroom, or a library, and people are studying books on their desks. My friend K*G* is here...with weed. She gives it to me along with the bong to help everyone get high. Of course, I don't smoke any myself, and try not to breathe any smoke. (Skip) I'm in the bedroom with a M* who is laying on the bed, and I sitting on top of him. I'm giving him the bong to smoke, while covering my mouth. I want him to relax. The cops knock at the door. I hide the weed in a secret compartment on the side of a wooden TV stand against the wall. I put the bong back inside my dresser.

-I'm with Jennifer on a guys porch. We're digging through his stuff looking for weed. We're waiting for him to answer the door but he doesn't answer. Eventually he appears, walking up the steps with groceries, just coming home. The door is already open, and we wonder how; there must be a person already here. A secret lover? I walk in and see an old friend Z* who is in a towel after taking a shower. She looks a bit down and skittish. I tell her how she made my black suit that I'm wearing a shade lighter by hugging me with water while taking a shower.

I neglected my online DJ quite a bit. :/
I'll try to update it more regularly again.


I'm walking around my room when I suddenly spot an owl sitting on the frame of a window leading outside.
I get a déjà-vu feeling. This doesn't come as too much of a surprise though, this very thing happened today in waking life.
(It did, I actually managed to film him for a minute or so. )


I am dreaming.
The owl flies away as I approach the window. That's kind of unfortunate, I wanted to pet it.
Looking outside the window I notice that everything looks rather weird.
For one, the colors are off, but the shapes of the trees don't seem to be correct either.
Everything looks close to it's waking life counterpart, but at the same time, it couldn't be more different.

This is kind of weird, and I decide to jump out of the window to investigate.
I don't feel the impact of landing at all, the dream probably isn't very stable.
I start rubbing my hands, to get some feeling into my dream body.
As I do this I notice that the whole sky changes.
Huh? this is odd.
It suddenly starts to snow, even though there are no clouds in the sky, and it doesn't really feel that cold?

Just as I think that, I can suddenly feel the icy breeze. What the heck?
I decide to take my shirt off, to feel the cold even more strongly to hopefully further stabilize the dream.
This has worked once in the past, it might work again.
Unfortunately it doesn't really strengthen my senses though.
I can still feel the coldness, but the feeling is quite dull.
The colors aren't very vivid either, and rubbing my hands doesn't feel right.

I turn around and notice that my house is gone.
This dream isn't stable at all, this isn't working.
I decide to try something I have thought of a few times.
I will wake myself up, then try to DEILD and hopefully end up in a more stable dream.
I close my eyes and wait for a bit, focusing on not opening my eyes.

I wake up within seconds, and my eyes open just a tiny bit before I'm able to stop.
After some light flashing, which I don't really think about, I seem to fall back asleep.

I'm not entirely certain that I have begun dreaming yet, but I open my eyes anyways.
Yep, definitely dreaming!
I get up and rub my hands again, this time it feels much more realistic.
Great! I summon my phoenix wings and teleport to Teraluna, hoping to meet up with Yuya.


After meeting up we stroll over the local market, discussing random things.
I end up telling her about the dream I had previous to this one.

"Something has changed, my dreams feel different..."
"How so?"
"Colors for example. My dreams used to be dominated by cold colors, but they aren't anymore."
"Then there's coldness, I have only recently started to experience dreams where I was cold."
"Don't get me wrong, I don't dislike it at all, but for some reason it feels so weird."
"Haha, don't worry about it, your perception can change over time, it's perfectly natural."

"Yeah... if only the cold would feel remotely as enjoyable in waking life."
"You really seem to enjoy it in dreams, you've mentioned it before."
"Hey, wanna go visit the temple of ice on Twi'jur?"
"Uuh... sure, why not?"

I'm a bit worried that I won't make the transition to a new place without waking up.
This dream has been going on for some time now.
I try to suppress that thought though, it won't do me any good.

Yuya performs some sort of trick to create a teleportation bubble.
It's the first time I'm seeing it, she usually draws portals.


We end up inside a big room, which reminds me of an hotel reception.
I shiver from the cold... this place is completely made out of ice!



I wonder if ice hotels look anything like this in waking life... well, probably not.
We start walking up a spiral staircase, which is made out of ice as well.
The ice is very clear and you can see through the stairs.
My feet start hurting really bad from walking on the ice barefoot.
It really burns. I wanted to ignore it at first, but it just becomes too painful over time.

I decide to channel a tiny bit of energy into my feet, to heat them up.
I can feel a tiny layer of ice melting under my feet, and the pain immediately goes away.

"Try not to melt the whole place down, yes?"
"Haha, no worries."

Thinking about it, Yuya doesn't seem cold at all.
We reach a higher level of the building we're in, which is a lot more lively than it was downstairs.
There are different kind of humanoid creatures walking and flying around.
I spot many fairy type creatures with ice wings.
I'm assuming that they're the natural inhabitants of this place.



We stop at some kind of shop... they're selling ice creams, sweet!
It seems like you can only get a single scoop of ice cream at a time.
Yuya and I both get one.
She's sort of staring at me, waiting for me to eat my ice cream which I find a bit weird.
I decide to do something funny and put the whole thing in my mouth with a single bite.

"What... what are you doing?"

I realize I can't swallow, it's too big.
But I know just what to do, I channel some energy into my mouth, melting the ice cream, and swallow everything at once.
It was still quite a bit colder than I anticipated though.
I get a massive brain freeze, it hurts so much that my vision blacks out for a second.

"Haha, what are you doing? You don't learn, do you?"
"Nope. This is the correct way of eating ice cream, I insist! "

We did something after that, but I cannot recall what it was.

It's getting late and we're both tired.
Fortunately this seems to be an hotel and we get a room for the night.
To my disappointment, the bed is made out of ice as well.
Sure, there are some cloth covers over it, but this is going to be a cold night.
It's probably going to be uncomfortably hard as well.

"I can't promise that I'm not going to melt through this during the night."
"Haha, please don't do that, I don't want to drop into the room below us midnight."
"That would be quite awkward... but insanely hilarious."
"No doubt, I still suggest you keep your firey spells to a minimum."
"Alright alright. "

Sharing a bed doesn't feel uncomfortable anymore.
I remember that it felt really awkward the first few times after I started inducing lucid dreams,
but for some reason it abruptly stopped.
I'm much more confident around Yuya, I like it.

The bed isn't as uncomfortable and as cold as I thought it would be.
Still, I'd prefer it do be warmer.
My vision quickly starts blacking out.
No wonder, it feels like this dream has lasted for hours, there's no way I can keep it up for longer...

Continued: http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/hyu/...r-games-24512/

Here I am waking up from along dream after I went back to bed earlier this morning, I went to sleep and had a long dream like I said, Woke up after that and I felt like I couldn't open my eyes, So I drifted back into a dream. So I was in the dream, I was in a bedroom. I noticed something was off. I saw some water falling down a door that looked like a shower from when you take a shower. It was falling and everything. I was thinking something was off. So I didn't know if I should walk through it or not but I did it any way. I ended up in the living room and I noticed a glass table with game consoles sealed in it. I went up to it and saw my parents around. I felt soaking wet when I walked passed the water.

Any way. I noticed the glass table. I saw a purple PSP, it looked like a game boy colour. And something triggered me. I noticed. Wait a moment this is a dream! Then after that I begin to stabilize. Again with the hand rubbing technique. I got fully lucid. I saw my DC dad looking all mad at me, He got angry with me for no reason and came after me, He looked all pissed off, He tried to come after me, I got a Japanese fan with some rice in it. I tried to turn it into a sword but it didnt work, Instead it turned into a sword like stick. I got mad and when he was coming after me I told him I'm not afraid of you, He walked pass through me and I woke up. I woke up feeling with confidence and thinking wow this is really neat.

I kind of sort of did it!

At one point in the night I half woke up and remembered what to do, so I told myself I would become lucid. I felt sleep paralysis set in and realized I was dreaming. Unfortunately everything stayed black and I eventually lost lucidity.

But still! Yay!

As for my dreams, the most vivid one I remember was in M's room. Since I am visiting family I told myself that the next time I saw M I would be dreaming, since that's the only place I will see him for the next few weeks - but it didn't work. Anyway, in the dream M's room was covered in multiple very large, colorful, beautiful paintings. Two of them were paintings I had done, but they were mediocre compare to the one on the other wall. I looked at it for a long time. It blended into the wall behind it on the edges.

Unfortunately I don't have time to write any more now - maybe later.

After 8 hours of sleep with barely any dreams I went to sleep while listening to a rain tune with my mp3 player.
Then I dreamt that I was in my room, it was pretty realistic except for the fact that the curtain was mounted with a pretty strange device, made out of black plastic. It was foldable and seemed to be designed for mobility. There was a slit in the wall above the curtain where lots of rain poured through, into my room. I got up to somehow stop the rain and did something with the curtain device. Then the dream faded already.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A man was talking to another man. I didn't see either man, as if they were both talking in narration. One man mentioned a new "excrement omelette," which was a layer of eggs wrapped around a thin filling of crap. I saw a cross-section of one of these "excrement omelettes." It looked like a Hot Pocket, except the crust was egg and the filling was crap.

The second guy said, "That's a terrible idea! It sounds disgusting!"

The first guy said that it couldn't be such a bad idea. Apparently some really famous supermodel ate them all the time and thought they were really delicious.

Dream #2

I had come to some nice, two-story house in the suburbs. I was in the living room, which was kind of dim and grey. There were a few other people there, some of whom were probably members of my family. I seemed to be always looking up toward the ceiling, and my view sometimes seemed kind of low, as it I were looking up from about waist height.

At first I knew I had come here to be here for my family, maybe my cousin in particular. But now I was upstairs, in a bedroom, probably a characteristic young man's bedroom. I now realized that I was here to see my cousin off. He was shipping out for Afghanistan soon. This may have been my cousin's old room.

I thought about giving my cousin a gift. But I hadn't gotten him anything before I had come here. I starting looking around in the room, as if the room were some kind of gift shop, even though it was still the same old room. I found two shot glasses on a shelf. I took the two glasses off the shelf. It was like I was seeing this from a really low point, like waist height.

The two shot glasses had weird, notched bases and a black-line portrait of some famous person. I thought that would be appropriate, as my cousin either liked that person or the place associated with that person. I also found something else I could give my cousin, but I can't remember what it was.

I may have gone back downstairs. I may also have seen my cousin.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I'm surprised that I didn't become lucid in this one; I'm usually aware in dreams involving my room, or house for that matter...

I was in my bedroom; however, a common theme in many of my dreams is the lack of furniture, and this one was no exception. The only thing in my room was my queen-sized bed which in which the head was right up against the wall; the bed's frame was very modern and square, all made of dark stained wood. There were two short, slightly curved rectangular pieces at the end of the bed that collectively made a headboard. The room itself was dark (there were no windows but I could somehow tell that it was nighttime), but there was light coming from a doorway behind me, slightly illuminating the bedroom with pale yellow. As for myself, I was waiting in front of my bed for my dad to come into my room. He was leaving for a business trip (I'm unsure of the duration or any details of the matter) and he was coming to my room to give me something to eat for the night. Dinner, or something. I stood there for a minute, and then he walked into the room, but I didn't turn around to greet him. He just appeared at my side, and handed me a rectangular block of cheddar cheese, which looked incredibly realistic. It was one of those larger, plastic-sealed blocks that go for fifteen bucks or so at the supermarket.

I looked at it and my dad said, "I'm not sure if this is fresh still, but try it anyways. I'm going now, see you later."

He left the room. At this point, I saw that the package of cheese was open at one end, although it had been completely sealed before, and there was a price sticker containing the price and barcode in the corner. I peeled back the plastic a bit, and took a tiny piece from the corner, no bigger than my pinkie finger. I ate it and it tasted like sour cheese, or cheese mixed with sour milk (except it didn't have that very strong 'tang' to it, which would've been real disgusting).

It was no good to eat, obviously.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Another lucid recall fail.

All I remember about this dream is being in my bed, having 'woken up'. It was dark, and my surroundings were pretty unidentifiable, almost blurry. I can't even remember what bed I was in because my surroundings were so hard to decipher. Whatever bed I was in, to the left of it was a side table, and there was a digital alarm clock on it. I could barely see anything except for the bright red, normal-looking numbers of the clock. It read 9:47, but I figured I should probably do a reality check because I might have been dreaming.

I looked away and looked back, and the time had changed to 9:48, just one minute ahead. I looked at it intensely. A fluke, or was I really dreaming? I'd test it again, but before I had the chance to look away, the time then changed to 9:49, then 9:50, then 9:51, and so on, all within seconds. "Yeah, I knew it!" I said.

That's all I can remember.

Last Nights Dreams

Dream 1

I am in my bed ((in rl)) I have been lying there for about an hour, I'm on my back counting from 100 down and in between counting I'm saying in my head "tonight I will lucid dream" My limbs begin to feel like they aren't there, I have my eyes closed. I then get that weird feeling, there isn't any SP noise just the odd feeling you get of going into a dream while staying concious. I am now in my dream, I am still lying in bed and my eyes are closed. I feel my hubby's hand grab at me and I think "Ahhh, It's one of those dreams" I hate it when I have these kind of faulse awakenings because my hubby always grabs me etc, ((thats what lets me know I'm dreaming if it ever happens when I DILD)) I open my eyes now and see His hand coming at me again so I slap it away, my movements are slow, like fighting him off in an invisible bog. He grabs my arm again but I think "sod this, I'm not doing this again" I fight back and he keeps trying to grab at me, I manage to sit up and I launch at Him. I'm slapping Him and whack His finger very hard...I suddenly think "Shit I hope this is a dream or He's going to kill me for that" ((It feels very real and it nearly convinced me for a minute that it was)) I now begin screaming at him "It's just a stupid dream...It's just a stupid dream", I scream this at Him several times while slapping him off me then I manage to get out of the bed. He now stops grabbing at me and begins to go back to sleep. I take his arm that is very slowly and calmly still gently edging towards me and place it over His chest and I quietly say "Sshhh", He is now back asleep. My dream still has a bad feel to it so i think "I need to get away and out of this dream into another one before He wakes up again" I remember that the last time I had a lucid in my room I didn't fly out of my window and didn't know how to get out so I decide this time I'll fly out of the window and headed for it. I look through the glass and see a dark night sky..i see houses and buildings and I can see they have the lights on inside of them, it's a lovley pretty view. My view is a bit blurry so I decide to open the window to make my view clearer. I open it and my view is now very much clearer but I can feel a cold breeze blowing through. I look at my hubby and think "shit this will wake him up" ((I did not want to wake him up in my dream just so he can grab at me again, it's scary when he does that)) I shut the window leaving just a slight gap at the bottom. I decide to jump and hover ready to fly out quickly, I want to prepare myself and then if he wakes I can quickly escape him. I jump a little and hover...It's great. I am beginning to feel my dream coming to an end, it's still there but the feeling is different, I think "ok I'll now fly out and then maybe my dream will last" ((forgot to touch etc lol )) Before I manage to fly out I find myself lying back in my bed, eyes closed and a big smile on my face as I think "WOOT...I just WILD'ed intentionally"

Dream 2
Faulse Awakening

I have just woke up in bed and my baby Sparrow ((called Jack lol)) is flying about the bedroom , my 4 girls are in my room and one of them has let him out of his cage by accident. I am panicking ...I see my dog in my room and I'm screaming to the girls to catch the bird and also get the dog out, I quickly shut my bedroom door to keep Jack in and safe but them I wake up!

This is one of my
Five-Star Lucids

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I remembered two dreams last night, one of which is this entry. (I'll finish typing up the other one in the morning.) This dream was another cool lucid, if not a low-level one. I did some more stabilization, including looking closely at an incredibly detailed flower, and I teleported to an airport reminiscent of the brief shot from Fight Club where the narrator runs up to a window. I kinda lost my lucidity, and the dream, after that though. It was still worth it.

I started out in my bedroom. There was just a slight amount of moonlight coming in through the window blinds, but other than that, it was very dark - so dark, in fact, that as I was walking around, I had my hands out in front of me. I could barely see the outlines of objects in my room! According to the preexisting plot of this dream, I had just finished a WILD attempt, and I had entered this dream moments earlier. I was 'lucid' - but not actually. I was only pretending to be lucid as part of the dream plot, when in reality I wasn't lucid at all. I remember being slightly nervous because the area was so dark, and I wanted to get out as soon as I could. I was initially standing near the foot of my bed, but then I started following an invisible ball of energy, which was floating not two feet in front of me, at around shoulder level. It gave off a distinguishable presence, even though I couldn't see it, and I knew that this ball of energy was KingYoshi. He had been waiting for me to enter the dream, and was now going to show me where to go (what...?!). It started moving towards the window, and I slowly walked after it.

I arrived at the window and forgot all about the "KingYoshi" ball. When I walked up to the window, the lighting coming through the blinds became a bit brighter and more aqua in color, as if an alien spaceship had just come down and hovered in front of it. I grabbed the right side of the blinds, bunching a few of them up with my hand and pulling them down with a slight amount of effort. I sensed there was a dark hand above the blinds, trying to prevent me from pulling them down and onto the floor. Anyways, I was now looking out a window without the actual windowpane in place; it was just an open area now. I don't know if there was a windowpane to begin with, but did it matter?

I looked out the window and down towards the ground (my room is on the second floor of the house) and I saw the front driveway of my house. This was a little 'off', because the window to my bedroom in real life is looking out over the backyard, not the front area of the house. But this didn't matter. In real life, the driveway of my house is a big square area that consists of many neatly-arranged, reddish stones with a connecting driveway to the street. It was the same in the dream, except instead of there being a 2-lane residential road, there was a pressed gravel road. On the other side of this road, instead of houses, there were lots of pine trees. There was also a large pine tree on the right side of the driveway, right next to some smaller shrubs and greenery.

Back to myself, I was still in the house, overlooking this area. Like in my previous recorded dream, I made a lazy jump out the window. However, even though the distance from my second-story bedroom to the ground seemed pretty far from the window, as I jumped, the distance seamlessly became next to nothing. There was next to no impact when I landed. I only recoiled slightly, which wasn't very noticeable. The atmosphere and time of day was still nighttime, but it was more well-lit outside because of the moon (which I knew was out, even though I didn't actually see it in the sky). I started to walk down the driveway, away from the house, and I became lucid once I got about halfway there. I did the nose-plug RC, and I could breathe, so I knew I was dreaming. I rubbed my hands together and looked at them, counting five fingers on each hand. If something was weird about them, I never noticed.

I continued walking down the driveway and, since I was only semi-lucid, I didn't think of teleporting at the moment. Instead, I involuntarily decided to turn right down the gravel road and walk in the moonlight. Right before I turned the corner, I saw a few green dandelion weeds (minus the yellow dandelion part) at the foot of the large pine tree next to the driveway. These weeds were accompanied by a few white daisies, and a small clump of lilacs. The flowers all looked normal; realistic - the daisies had white petals with a yellow center, and the lilacs were lavender in color, just like they are in real life. I knelt down and smelled the air around the flowers, and I could actually pick up the scent of lilacs! It was awesome!

I turned my attention towards the daisies. I picked one up; it didn't put up a fight and resist being pulled up from the soil at all, as if it was just floating in air. As I brought it towards my face and looked at it closely, I realized that the white petals now had a huge amount of tiny, pint-sized holes in them; these holes were more abundant towards the outer regions of the petal, and a few of these petals looked like they were eaten a bit around the edges. I saw the slight bending of the petals as they connected to the center, which now looked like the middle of a sunflower with all the seeds, except this was a solid yellow. The amount of detail was stunning; I'd never seen details as crystal clear and sharp before, regardless of the fact that I was only semi-lucid. The flower was so sharp, in fact, one could easily have thought there was aliasing around the edges. My gaze was fixed on this flower for a good minute or so, just observing all the details.

"Wow, this is amazing!" I gasped sometime during the observation, completely astonished.

I could make this entry a five-star one just from that moment alone.

After I finished looking at the flower, I got up onto my feet again and dropped it to the ground. Then I continued walking down the gravel road, surrounded on both sides by large, dense pine trees. I observed that the trees on the right side of the road were a bit thinner and shorter than the ones on the left, looking back and forth a few times and chuckling because of that strange layout. After two or three minutes of just walking along, I got to a clearing. It was like one of those half-circle campsites you see along the side of the road, except at least five times the size, and there was one of these on both sides of the gravel road. The ground was all gravel now, with the exception of the grassy terrain that started on the edges of these 'campsites', where the pine trees were clustered, bordering the area. The place made a big circular clearing that must have been a good two hundred feet wide and long.

On either sides of the circle were some pretty strange setups, though. On the right side of the clearing, there were two thicker, square glass panels that were propped up on their sides, about thirty feet from one another. They were at a good ten feet high and wide. On top of them, going from one panel to the other, was a longer glass panel of the same thickness. In between the two square glass pieces, and sheltered by the long one on top, was a big bed. It looked like something from a game; the bed was very smooth (like plastic) and basically consisted of a solid, wood-colored rectangle with another, pale red-purple rectangle with smoothed edges on top and coming over the sides like a bedsheet. I saw a low headboard made from the same wood-colored piece as the rest of the bed. There was a white rectangle, again with smoothed edges, for a pillow on top of the covers near the end.

I was losing my lucidity; by now I was probably only at a 3/10, but I kept going in regards to dream control. I turned to the left and saw a small, beaten-up wooden house. I walked over to it and opened the door, entering into a bedroom. This bedroom was about 15x15 feet with smooth, medium-tone hardwood floors, beige wallpaper, and brown wooden paneling along the floor (I'm tired; I can't remember what it's called at the moment). There was a closet in the middle of one wall; it took up a good chunk of the wallspace and was made of two smooth, sliding wooden doors with no handles. I went over to this closet, dug my nails into the wood of the left door, and pulled it over to the right, expecting an airport terminal to be on the other side. I needed there to be a large glass window and viewing area - I'm surprised I managed to teleport like this, let alone to the proper area, with such a low level of lucidity. The door opened to practically an exact replica of the airport briefly seen in Fight Club, near the end of the film. It's that place the narrator is in when he's got himself smushed against the window, frantically looking outside. I could see down the terminal and saw a regular seating area, but the place was all empty. There were no people whatsoever.

I'd completely lost my lucidity at that point, and the dream not ten seconds later.