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Fragmented recall.

Dream 1:

There was bridge with some control systems and computers, and i was making some Doom looking game there, or possibly a mod. I was running a bunch of tests and some multiplayer playtests but many things were going wrong so i had to change a bunch of stuff. Some weapons were also behaving completely differently from what i was expecting, but people i was testing it with somehow knew that and were using them really well against me. Also one of the levels was some kind of temple with lava and traps.
When i was done i went through gate on one of the ends of the bridge and i was in some kind of forest or jungle now. My objective was to survive, there were some birds and there were zombie parts just lying around, which apparently were edible. Later i have reached swamp and there were more weird creatures. After swamp i meet a monk, i asked him to teach me something, and he agreed.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was on top of the high building in the city and below, on the ground level, there were three swarms of zerglings of different colors that were enemies between each other. I had control of the gates between them and was trying to make one of the sides victorious.

Non-lucid
Lucid

I'm in the back seat of a blue van that belongs to my sister. Instead of a trunk space, the seats are pressed against the end of the vehicle, and there's a dash under the back windshield. She's driving. A child that is supposed to be her son but looks like a combination of my brother's little boy and hers is laying on the dash behind me.
We're almost ready to leave, parked on curved driveway in front of the rock house we grew up in. The van starts to roll forward.
"You alright back there, kid?"
He giggles and joyfully smiles at me. I lightly pinch his cheek and he giggles some more. I smile and turn my attention to my dog, Caspian who is laying across my lap. He twists to expose his belly so I'll pet him. I do.
I notice, for some reason, his fur is getting increasingly more soft and his ribcage smaller. I look down at him and he's now a kitten with the same coloring. He's a bluetick beagle. The Caspian-kitten yawns and and grabs at my hand with his little paws, claws out. I start to play with one of his claws. My boyfriend walks up beside the van and it stops rolling. My window is down a little. I can't recall what he says to me. I hand him the Caspian-kitten who stretches languorously across my hands. My boyfriend smiles and takes him, Caspian clings to his teal button-up.
We finally leave the driveway. Something about my nephew's changeable face and the fact that my dog just turned into a cat has given me the choice to become lucid. I'm looking toward the front of the van, and the dream would have me continue doing so. I have a choice. I worry that the dream will distort and fall apart if I take initiative.
I decide to risk it and am pleased when everything remains normal. In fact it becomes more vivid. The early morning light swells and becomes impossibly sweet and warm against my face. The road we're taking hugs a cliff, it's narrow with no guardrail. We reach a red, arched metal bridge. The curve before the bridge is such that she speeds around the corner and almost hits a blockade made of cars. Everything slows down. I make the van fly over the blockade and hear my sister make a surprised, amazed noise. The van lands hard near the other side of the bridge, and the back wheels skid close to the edge where the beams have broken. I get out feeling awesomely smug and look outside curiously.
The road is a mess, it's the aftermath of an attack, the men assaulting the road have gathered near my end of the bridge, awaiting orders.
A thin man in a black suit with long black hair looks surprised to see me. Then he grins. I hear a strange sliding noise and turn to find my sister, nephew, and the van gone. Fear grips me, I notice a tall blonde man dressed in a striped red and black shirt and black slacks climbing down to a rough red-stone ledge that juts out from underneath the bridge. He tosses his jacket down and jumps into the water after my family. Without a second thought, I dive. I feel the wind on my face and the cool water closing around me. Everything is a delicious deep blue, far ahead of me I can see the man reaching my sister at the bottom of the lake. Both her and my nephew sank like stones, and float at the lake floor, he's in front of her, her arm draped over his shoulder down his chest. I see that the man has them, one on either side of him. I wait for him on a rock ledge. As he passes he nods to me, I push hard off the floor and slide my arms around his waist, adding my momentum to his.
The closer we get to the surface the easier it becomes. I foolishly think it's because I'm still lucid. He beings to break apart, becoming empty clothes. When I break the water, he's just a shirt in my arms. My sister and nephew are gone. Where are there? What happened to them? Are they still at the bottom of the lake? Someone calls to me but I ignore them and dive again. I get to the halfway point and do not see anyone down there. I swim around looking for them. For a second I'm worried about not having enough air, then I realize I'm already breathing, cool water along with air, in through my nose.
Then my boyfriend is there, he tugs on my arm and gestures to the surface. I shake my head, I don't want to go yet. He pulls me along after him anyway. We pass a ledge with treasure on it, a faded mahogany box with a gold circle with a Greek maze design engraved in a gold metal circle, it has one of these circles on each side. I want to see what's inside, but instead I follow him. When we climb out of the water, he tells me he has some idea where we can start to look for them. He makes it sound like they've been abducted.

I follow him, a little uncertainly, into a bar. This is not the kind of place I would usually go. He doesn't really feel like my boyfriend, more like an acquaintance with his face. The place is narrow and drab, the bar is on the left as I walk in with backless stools bolted to the floor. On the right side are red cushioned benches running the length of the wall, leading up to a door with a frosted glass window. There's a man standing in front of the door.I don't remember seeing any tables.
"Wait here, I'll be back." He goes to the man and talks quietly with him.
The dishwasher has made his way out from the back to gather some glasses. He's a little rough looking, scarecrow thin with bright almost hectic blue eyes, missing teeth. His hair is dirty blonde and sticks up straight up from his skull. He's wearing a dark brown apron over a dirty white thermal shirt. He sees me and says something about how a pretty lady shouldn't come alone to a place like this.
"I'm not alone." I say, giving my boyfriend a significant look.
"Oh, of course."
He catches the attention of the waitress. She seems like she's humoring him, he creeps her out a little with his intensity but she knows he's harmless. He starts to tell us a story about a renegade that passed through a few years ago. I wonder absently if he's talking about Liam.
"The reddest hair I've ever seen, big guy! You know what I said to him, I said--"
The bartender, a handsome man with a shaved head gets the waitress's attention, effectively interrupting the dishwasher. I can tell from his expression that this happens to him often.
"Nevermind, no one was listening anyway." he starts to leave. I cut in, partially because I hate to see that happen to people, and partially because I want to hear the end of his story.
"I was listening!"
I move over to the row of cushioned benches, backing away but keeping eye contact so he knows I'm still listening. His expression brightens and he smiles, I see he's missing some teeth.
"What did you say to him?" I prompt.
"I said, sir, that beard ain't much of a disguise." When he says it he tugs on his own. "Besides, everyone knows who you are, hair like that there cain't be two of ya!" he laughs, amused by his own wit and daring, questioning a dangerous rebel.
I laugh with him, but not really because I think it's funny. He moves off into the back, waving goodbye to me. I setting back on the bench. After a minute, something strange catches the corner of my vision. I look over, to my left is an extremely large man dressed in a black suit. I don't mean to say he's fat. Even sitting down I can tell that he's at least 8 feet tall. His leg extends nearly halfway to the bar. He's the biggest person I've ever seen. Bald, ridiculously muscular, sharp blue eyes with pinpoint pupils in a grizzled face. He's not a particularly attractive man, but his size suddenly appeals to me. He smirks at me like he knows what I'm thinking. I glance away. My boyfriend sits down to my right.
"Did you find anything out?" I ask anxiously.
"Not yet, the man I came to see is in a meeting. When the time comes he'll only see me, alone. We just have to wait a little bit."

The next part looks like an SNES video game, a world map. We're following a trail and gold beads dot the ground in our wake. "Hehe, it looks like Mario." I think. A flashing dot appears in the spot we just left. I refuse to turn my quest into a marrior game. I focus and the avatar gains a little more definition, turning into a 16bit version of me and my boyfriend. The lack of detail annoys me. I focus, willing myself closer to the 'screen'. The dream starts to lose cohesion. My boyfriend has led me to a cliff.
"Where are we even going? How will this help me find my sister?"
"....these look a bit heavy to carry." he replies and points behind me. There are four chest-height empty boxes, they almost look like giant square mugs, tied together at the handle with a hot air balloon or parachute. They have angry bird face on them.
"We just have a little further to go." he says.

I dreamed several dreams, and woke between each.

*side notes
*gaining lucidity
*lucid

#1 - I was having difficulty doing something. That's all I remember. Dream fragment.

Woke. Did Reality Check. Attempted WILD; failed, fell asleep.

#2 - I am in a house. I'm looking for a bathroom. There's no bathroom, because I didn't have enough in-game gold to buy an expansion. I discover that some of the red and white scented candles I've been buying were made by my cousin. He's been lying about having a regular desk job.

Woke, used bathroom. Reality Check. Attempted WILD; failed, fell asleep.

#3 - A wife and husband are fighting over their finances. The husband is unemployed or doesn't make much money, and the wife is burnt out and tired of working overtime to completely support them. The wife decides to make adult videos, and her best friend offers to help her. Her husband finds out and is extremely upset.

Woke. Rolled over and fell asleep.
#4:
I dream that I am riding a bus through a sweeping countryside. It appears that I am somewhere in New Zealand. The landscape is mountainous and verdant. It has just rained, the sky is full of gorgeous, radiant clouds, and it's is very beautiful (note: sweeping landscapes after a storm are actually one of my dreamsigns)

It begins to storm violently, and I'm up in the mountains. I am both riding and driving the bus. It's storming like crazy, and the mountain road is winding and dangerous. I'm high up in the mountains now, going over a narrow bridge. The choppy water has risen to the very bottom of the bridge, and it churns dangerously. The bus hydroplanes, loses control, veers off the bridge. The bus is now an old cadillac. The bus now disappears from around me as I enter the water. Frigid water envelopes me as I sink, and places immense pressure on my body; I debate fighting it, or merely letting myself sink. I allow myself to be pulled under and away with the current.

I wake up on a bus. I don't wake up on a bus; I am driving a car. I'm going to pick up a friend's dad. My friend is a chubby blond teenager wearing a Hulk Hogan shirt. We pick up his dad at a fast food restaurant that looks like McDonald's. He jokes about us being a software development team. He is actually a developer, himself. He looks really tired, and I ask him if he's been pulling long hours. He says, "Yes, and driving is a challenge. I'm practically cross-eyed." He decides to check his voicemail and starts swearing; apparently, his boss/team lead is asking for a whole bunch of ridiculous stuff that he can't possibly do on such a short deadline.

I wake up on a bus. I have stretched out across the seats, and a little girl is commenting to her mother that I'm taking up too much space. I try to pull myself up into a fetal position to free up more seats. My friend and his dad are also on the bus. The landscape is the one as described before; the sweeping New Zealand landscape.

I wake up and feel a bit irritated that my prior attempts at WILD have failed. I see light seeping in through my bedroom window and am a bit upset that it appears to be so close to morning. I'm also irritated that I didn't pick up on my most obvious dream sign.

I fail to do a Reality Check. In retrospect, my bedroom window was INCORRECT. The curtain wasn't there. I shrug it off, telling myself that it's just another chance to try to WILD again. I settle down in bed (note: I am fairly certain this was a FA and I am actually trying to WILD from my FA, which is kind of hilarious because it actually works)


#5 (?) -
I begin to see something forming in front of me, very blurry - it is a field of large, smooth pebbles. I decide that it looks somewhat like a beach, or is close enough to make into one. I try to make it solidify, but it fights me. I try to imagine it as part of a landscape, but it remains a flat plane - almost like a pattern. It is supposed to be the ground, I understand, but it takes up my entire field of vision.

I can feel it there - the dream is blurry, but it's forming. I don't want to lose it or lose consciousness, so I start actively trying to make it stabilize. I focus on the pebbles; they sharpen a bit, and then go all fuzzy again. I run my hands through the pebbles, then dive to the ground and shove my face into the pebbles. They're still fuzzy and immaterial, although I feel the ghosts of sensations from them. I enthusiastically rub my face back and forth in the pebbles. I feel like they're fading away and get upset, so in a moment of desperation, I lick the pebbles. They don't become any more material; they taste like grit and sawdust. I roll around on the ground like an idiot, grabbing handfuls of the ground and rubbing it into my face. I feel and smell dead leaves. Suddenly, there are dead leaves mixed into the pebbles.

I look up. There's more landscape forming! I see fuzzy green. I feel like this is like the edge of a lake or swimming hole. I stumble to my feet and pick leaves out of my hair.

The world suddenly solidifies, as my lucids often do - everything goes from a blurry mess to absolute perfect clarity. I am now on the edge of a small lake or swimming hole, on an artificial beach. I'm at a cook out!

There are tons of people milling around. The dad from my prior dream is grilling food, and there are a bunch of fat guys in tank tops drinking beer out of a cooler. There is a little girl in a purple swim suit playing with the sand. She has a toy shovel and those little plastic sand castle molds, and she's making a castle. She has white-blonde hair that curls in little ringlets around her ears, and blue eyes. She looks like she's maybe 3 or 4, and she's adorable. There is also a black and white Border Collie lying on a red and white checkered blanket next to a guy in a t-shirt and his kids. The dog is panting, because it's hot outside.

The swimming hole has a tall, metal slide where you can slide into the water. The sky above, unlike 99% of my lucids, is vivid blue and brilliantly clear - this is a hot summer day, probably July or even August.

I clap my hands together and yell out loud "YES! Finally!" I immediately run up to the dog and pet her. Her fur is thick and somewhat coarse. I scratch between her ears. She's very friendly, and enjoys the attention. As I scratch her behind the ears, I recall my lucid task.

"I need to destroy something right away!" I tell the dog. I had decided on Simple Task I, which was to destroy an object by any means.

I look around. One of the first things I see is the little girl's sand castle mold, but even thought she's a dream character I feel kind of bad about that. I see a plastic drinking cup with Vash the Stampede on the side of it (I haven't watched anime since the 90s, I don't know where that came from) but decide it's too solid/not interesting. There's an array of picnic stuff - plates, cookware, food, etc. I settle on the one thing that I feel is out of place: an empty carton of half & half.

I point at it and try to make it explode. Nothing happens. I get angry and pick it up and throw it, yelling, "This is MY dream!" It still does not explode. I chase after it, scoop it up, and tear it into several pieces. I begin to throw the pieces at the two fat guys who are sitting in plastic lawn chairs and drinking beer. They think this is hilarious.

I hear the little girl calling to me from behind me. She is running toward me, waving a huge syringe. One of those big, scary-looking ones they use to inject things into your rump. It's almost as big as she is (and for some reason, empty). I laugh and launch myself into the air, hovering above her. She runs around below me, waving the syringe. I rise higher into the air, using swimming motions, and taunt her. She begins to climb the ladder to the slide, which has now somehow gotten higher and scarier-looking and is turning into a bridge.

The dream fades, and I wake up. It is 3 a.m., which means that it couldn't have possibly been light outside last time I woke up.

08.01.2013

Boxes With No Content and GIVE ME BACK MY ZUNE HD!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm with a group of guys who do all sorts of box related stuff, whether it's dressing themselves as boxes or doing box pranks.

The first thing that comes up with these guys is that one of them had their mother killed by a dog, which I really do believe. So when they're showing evidence, I see things in spectator mode, like a movie clip being played.

Things start out with sticks being placed, and I feel like I'm wacking the sticks with another stick. I don't know how I'm in this movie clip, and certainly do not hope that I'm the killer.

Turns out it's a prank, and I see one of the members of the box people dressed up like a Boxed version of the Katamari Prince.

Then I follow him for unknown reasons, and we're at this plane garage of some sort, and the other members are sitting down on vanilla metal fold-able chairs conducting a plan to prank a specific group of people.

So what they were going to do was get some rectangular shaped Styrofoam and put them in white boxes. Then they would put in some bogus instruction manual to things look legit right on top section inside the box so they would see it immediately when opening in.

I'm sitting down watching them do their thing, and they're done within a few seconds. They have a whole collection of rectangular boxes stacked on top of each other set up in rows and columns. For its height, it was about as high as my head sitting down (I'm 5'1'' or something like that).

I could see some boxes were cut off or something, and I was wonder how they're going to pull this off. I assumed these bad boxes were only facing me, and they were just using them as fillers to make the whole set look legit.

So then a random person comes in and picks up a box almost near to the end of one of the half opened boxes that looked like they were sawed off. Luckily he picked up one of their good ones, but for some reason, He actually has the competence to realize this box is extremely light.

So he opens the new one, looks at the instructional manual on top, and he looks convinced. BUT NO, he then takes something that's ACTUALLY in there, which is what he should've wanted, took it out, and asked one of the guys on whose item this belongs too.

I thought he was just stupid and should've went with a box with something in it at least. As I'm passively watching the back of him, I noticed he's holding a plastic bag with something in it. And one of the guys responds,

"Oh, that's his Zune HD."

And he's pointing at me.


So I start spasming and I go into the mode of,

"GIVE ME BACK MY ZUNE HD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

So I quickly try to hold on to it, but this guy who's at least 6'4'' tall holds on to the other end pretty well. I tried to get control, but the dream immediately fades away, and I wake up with my eyes closed, realizing I could DEILD. But then I started talking to my Tulpa for good 45 seconds or so until the alarm rings.

Ugh...mornings...

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08.01.2013

Staged Bungee Jumping??? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I just remember some guys dressed in White Robes and Desert hats are trying to simulate some event where some evil group of people made someone bungee jump near high traffic. They wouldn't send them right into the traffic, but they would make them 10 feet above it though.

It was kind of scary, and I'm watching things in spectator mode being worried if these people can actually hold their victims properly. No one was killed, at least to my recall, and then the staged version of it happens where the guy seems to be preparing for Circus Acrobatics.

This was all in an environment that represented some parts of New York. The people, both the staged and the actual evil people were all on a bridge that was maybe 20 feet above traffic. This same bridge was connected to the apartment complexes or random buildings on opposite sides.

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08.01.2013

Use GMail to send out Package Orders? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a school hallway that resembles a High School's in waking life.

There's the milky caramel colored tiled flooring along with this white glass covering on top that has the run blasting its light all over it, and the place looks pretty peaceful and quiet.

This is kind weird since this section of the hallway would have a cafeteria to the left, and I thought there would be a lot of chattering since it felt like Lunch Time.

People started to come to the hallway more, and there was a plan where me and a few group of people would eventually use Gmail to send out food packages or something.

I came up with the idea of using the Gmail, so yay me!

Then there's random manifestation of food on tables everywhere when someone said there will be tables.

After 10 seconds or so, the hallway that's about a quarter mile long has a lot of food lined up on the right side (looking at this screen). I feel hungry and decided to help myself on some food.

I think there were restrictions, especially on the desert where I hear two old people saying that they'll be using their eyes very well to see who picked out more than two items for each plate.

There were a lot of plates if I was thinking clearly at the time, but I started to become paranoid by picking only 1 food item from every other 3 or even 5 plates.

Then I noticed people are just taking food like that without a care in the world, so I jump into the bandwagon and did the same. I picked out random stuff like Chowmein, Cheesecake, and other stuff I can't even place a name on; I just know they looked and probably tasted REALLY good..

Then the dream shifts where I find myself thinking that the tardy bell, or the warning bell before that bell was going to ring. But for a few seconds before knowing that, I remember going into the wrong sub-hallway to my left, but not knowing it's the wrong area as yet.

I see a many come inside the glass doors with metal bars to push in to open, and he looks really familiar. After 1-2 seconds, I easily picked up on who it's a counterpart of, which is a guy named Carly or something. He's wearing a gray shirt, faded blue jeans, and can't remember the shoe color.

He's basically a pretty decent copy of the waking life version, and he waves at me and I do the same. Then he looks at me weird, and I don't even know why. Then I realize this isn't where my Chemistry room is!!!

I don't know, I just had a random surge of thought come out and presumed I had to go to Chemistry class in High School. I realized I'm wearing a white dress shirt tucked underneath black dress pants and fancy black lace less shoes, and also a red tie as well.

I prepared myself to dash, but I'm having a difficult time running of course. I feel like I'm running on a treadmill at times, but I am able to move forward a bit.

It gets tiring for a while since I can feel my feel and the shoe front bending a bit (I think the shoe was a little big for me). My main objective from that point was to get to the other side that had red stuff.

I finally get control of my ability to run, and halfway in the hallway, I see some random guy to my right who's wearing a light gray shirt and regular blue jeans and is close to being obese looking at a Widescreen television placed to the left on top of the sides of the higher floor.

I stop and wondered why this guy is so phased out watching it, and I look at it myself. I think it was random commercials or someone giving a message. It felt like instructions on doing something, but I forgot what it was.

So I spend the rest of the dream trying to reach the other side, and I don't know if I actually reach there before the dream fades away.

There's a few more dreams I recalled, but I'm too lazy as hell to type them down, and I'm hungry too...

8:05 am

I saw an old man with a long beard teaching something.

I am playing a first-person game/movie. Someone was following me in that scene. I parkoured my way up a building, so I can catch the person. I also grabbed a hidden bow and some arrows with various effects: fire, poison, and acid. This game replayed a few times before. The person following me is an ally, so I don't want to hurt him. I just used a plain arrow to shoot the floor in front of him as he walks in, and ask him what his business was. The name "Gale."

We were fighting vampires. We were stuck in some sort of house or castle. I knew that a metal with a shape like a cross defeated them, but I can't find it. I kept looking around the place, and tried a few that looked like a cross, but not enough to be one. The vampires weren't affected. One was a spatula, I think. They're more like zombies, hanging outside the house/castle, trying to get in. If I shout "toad" or another animal (hound?), the vampires will flee. But like in any game, it has to be difficult. I see around four words in front of my 'screen' and they change rapidly. I accidentally chose 'tood' so it didn't work. I kept looking for the weapon.

An illusionist ally was trying to scare the vampires away. She uses a technique instead to summon toads. She uses an enchantment to transform the written word into toads (illusions?) to chase away the vampires. She burned the paper with the words into ashes, then enchanted the ashes so they transform into toads. Then I found the scissors! Shaped like a cross, perfect! Some of the vampires were already inside, and for some reason we called their 'parents' to tell them we have them. It sounded like they were our hostages. But we have to hurry, because they'll be here soon. I stabbed some vampires who were inside with the scissors, and they looked shocked and started running out. I chased them a bit, then returned. The ally who was 'chasing' me earlier was there, and he helped get everyone out of the area.

I was in a different area. There's a horse. A woman arrives riding the horse. She brought the werewolf guy's pet dog (looks like a smaller version of 'Lucky,' RS's pet dog). He carried him and ran really fast to bring him home. Then he ran really fast back. The woman was surprised. She thought that he'll bring him home using the carriage.

I saw them cross a stone bridge. There are a lot of trash on that bridge. People are cleaning it. It seems that it's their area. The place is used as a 'school' and when the school is out, the area is used by those homeless people to sleep or do business in (selling stuff). All proceeds go to tax, but at least they get to use the area for free when school's out.

12:02 am

MILD, no countdown (too distracting), day dreamed and tried to stay aware.

6:28 am

I woke up before sunrise, but was too tired to write what I dreamed. I woke up again around 6:28.

I was in a school that looks like our elementary school, but the mood reminds me of college. It's going to second semester and we're hurrying with the enrollment. R was there (a president of an org), also trying to catch up. They announced that they're extending. R explained that he called and asked if they're gonna be open. They said they they would, but he also asked if there are supervisors in case they need one. I didn't understand why he had to call when we're in the school already. I looked at a list on a board.

Somehow connected, I was in the school still. I was talking to a woman who asked me what group I'm in. She mentioned I couple, but I told her I'm with +. She said she remembers now. I was wondering how, when I'm not very active in +. I got a vision of her name in the group. Primrose or Rose something. And an image of black. She has short, black hair. She went behind some low wall to take a piss, and out of nowhere, a couple of high school kids appeared and tried to peek on her. I told them to back off, but she knows they're there. She handed them a short chain. They didn't know how to react, so they just accepted it. When she was done, she asked for it. They gave it back to her and they ran. They knotted it, and it's hard to un-knot. It's some sort of necklace. I told her that was expected; they're kids and don't know how to handle important stuff.

Night. I was in Quezon Ave, crossing the bridge to the other side.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

To get a bank account, or anything official, people are required to identify themselves with DNA fingerprinting. I'm applying to a job or something like that and they take a drop of blood for DNA sampling. I'm sitting in an uncomfortable chair for too long before I get any feedback and then without a warning the chair locks me in and I feel a needle on my back. I feel scared for a bit and then become aware I'm just dreaming and decide to play along and just memorize every detail of the story as it unravels.

I am drugged and transported somewhere. When I get back to my senses I'm with some other persons, rounded up on some fenced place with red dirt floor. A guy who befriends me says we're on another planet, a red planet and we've been selected due to something in our DNA.

He invites me to escape with him. He says we have to face some giant guy who protects the gates. At the end of a long open ceiling corridor, we meet him. We fight and I recall I can fly and do all my kung fu tricks, so we win.

We escape and along our path we meet someone who offers help. Says we must go alongside the river until we find a bridge. We should not cross it. Just meet there some guys who will take us underground.

But when we arrive, there's no one there. We admire the beautiful iron bridge. It leads to a gorgeous palace on the other side of the river.

Then we see an abandoned boat and a floating body. We get in the boat and rush up to grab the body. It is a woman with dark straight hair. We bring her inside the boat and do CPR. She is alive! Then we see a chain pending from the boat and on the other end of it is a dog fighting for his life. we pull the chain, he offers some resistance because it chokes him a little bit, but soon he is also on the boat with us and looking very thankful.

We seek help in the palace and we find that the woman and her dog live there. We are taken in as heroes. She had went for her usual boat promenade and the guys who we were supposed to meet with, had decided it was much more interesting to assault her and rob anything she might have of value. She didn't had much so they reacted with anger and decided to kill her and the dog. Luckily we appeared on time.

We were given jobs in the palace and we stayed there.

Now I start seeing life through the youngest girl in the family, a gorgeous teenager with a thing for art. Her father spoils her with everything she wants, as long as she doesn't get out of her golden cage. She surrounds herself with paintings, sculptures and all fine arts she can ask her father to put his hands on. But she is frustrated and unhappy. One day, the palace and the gardens are super busy with people preparing some big event, and she hids on one of her art galleries. Looking at those marble sculptures of naked bodies she feels so horny. She touches them as she masturbates furiously. She is going crazy that she can't reach an orgasm. I am her but I am also the guy who is now working in the palace, so I feel her horny despair and I also see her through his eyes and feel his lust.

Then I realize again I am just dreaming and I wake up.

The night of October 18th, 2012.

Some Pre-knowledge:
I got to bed really late that night, I went out to a bar and drank pretty heavily, which is why I'm so confused with this one. I'm confused as to why I remember so much of it. It was also pretty eventful and weird, which is also paranormal when drinking alcohol. I did my normal techniques, but I dozed off much faster.

The Dream:

The beginning was probably the most vague part. It was a tent event for my old highschool. Everyone was dressed up pretty nice, and I reunited with some old friends. It was a good time from what I remember.

The next thing I remember was that I was in a large town. The town was on a hill, so it sloped down with the hill. If you were at the north end of the city you could see the entire town by looking south. There was a large river that flowed exactly through the middle of the town, with multiple bridges over it at random intervals. They were roads and pathways, and again, from the top you could see them all. It was very fascinating.

A group of friends and I were walking over one of the bridges at the top, walking on the far side, so we couldn't see down the river. As we were walking, the people close to the edge were getting their heads blown off. So many of them were dying, body parts were going everywhere. There was a lot of blood. All of us ducked, people seemed to disregard what was going on.

I crawled toward the far edge where people were dying, and I peaked over the side. A few bridges down, there was what looked to be an army of snipers. I don't know where it came from, but I started picking a few off with my sniper rifle. It was an M24. There were so many, I said screw this. I ran off the bridge, and ran along the outside of the river down the hill, through crowded streets, to get to the bridge they were on.

I got to the bridge, and there were a TON of snipers. Some of them were grouped up. I killed one of them with a mini-uzi. I ran up to them, I guess they didn't notice who I was or what I was doing, and I threw a grenade at their feet. They all dove out of the way. I killed some, injured some and others lived. I ran right over the bridge they were on to escape. I just ran and ran, down back alleys, major streets, and eventually ended up in a parking garage. It was a parking garage that seemed to be underground.

I ran to the stairwell, and went up a flight of stairs. The stair well changed, and there were towels hanging up in the stairwell on the second floor. There were clothes scattered about the floor. The stairwell turned into a dorm hall, and this guy in a towel said "Boy its sure messy up here." I noticed a backpack on the ground in the corner. It was open. It had dress attire in it. I'm not quite sure why I took it, but I zipped it up and stole it.

I ran back downstairs, out the garage, and into a VERY busy street. I merged with the crowd hoping the army guys wouldn't see me.

I woke up at 8AM, probably due to the alcohol. I went to the bathroom and went back to bed.

I was back in the same town. I still had the backpack. It was now night time. I found my old friend Alec with a few of his lady friends. We sat down at a black picnic table in some back alley. He was smoking a cigarette. All I remember him saying was "Yo Hinch! You smoke now? Don't tell me you're a nerd over smoking!" I said something along the lines of how I enjoy alcohol more than weed. He brought up some comedian.

The last part is very fuzzy. He pulled out a purple book. It was pretty large. Hardcover. A picture of the comedian was on the front. I opened the book up, and all I saw were excel charts. (You know how when you open a book, it usually opens to the most opened page?) It was as if the most opened pages were the charts. They were empty charts. I pondered on this with a friend (I don't remember who,) for at least an hour. We finally opened a page with "comedy" on it. There was a picture in the middle of a purple page, and you would read two or three lines, and then the comedian said the pun or punch line out loud. I honestly thought it was the dumbest thing ever.

I don't think anything happened after that. I woke up again at around 12PM.

Analysis:

I have been playing a lot of shooting games recently, which might explain all the violence in my dreams, especially this one. I also haven't seen my friends from my old highschool for around two years. And now I realize how much I miss them. I don't know what the bag with clothes in it has to do with anything, I don't need clothes, nor do I need nice clothes. Oh well. The purple book may have to do with my old fraternity's pledge book. It was purple. And I dropped a long time ago.

Overall,
another weird dream. It is hard to analyze these, as I don't really talk to many dream characters, and the objects seem pretty random. I'm sure I'll figure out why I've been so violent in dreams recently. I just need to have a few more dreams.

October 17, 2012 (NAP TIME!)

Some pre-knowledge: I got very little sleep last night (about 4 hours.) After I had class, I came back to my apartment and took a nap. I left the lights on, fan going, etc. It was noisy. I took a short 20-30 minute nap then woke back up. Then, I tried the WILD technique (For the first time in about a year.) This time though, I was more focused on visualizing than my body. I went straight into the dream instead of rolling out of bed.

THE DREAM:

It started in my house. I tend to stay lucid, but let my mind wander, and don’t take too much control. My dad kept trying to figure out which TV went best in each room. They were huge. This part was very short.

We went on a family trip to some group of islands. We drove on this bridge that kept tipping back and forth. We got out of the car and tried to navigate it ourselves. It was hard to walk on. I wanted to try to move up the bridge, but I was too afraid I would fall. Keep in mind this bridge was a couple hundred yards above water. We couldn’t move along the bridge because it was so wobbly. There were a ton of people on the bridge. So many you couldn’t move.

What happened next was very weird. I saw a stage above us and got much immersed in it. Someone was on trapeze. They fell into the net below, but the net didn’t stay in place. This net thing fell in a hole on the bridge. I guess there was a huge gap in the bridge from it breaking when I got distracted by the stage. There was someone in the center of the net, in the center of the hole. The net fell through and we went down the bridge by ropes. I ran along the water. My friend Connor threw me a rope and pulled me to shore. I looked back at the huge bridge. It was collapsing as people climbed off of it. I walked around the city to explore. I met this blonde girl. We got to know each other really well. I followed along with her. My parents and sister went off and did their own thing.

I followed her back to her house. It was a small room: One door, A few windows, Kitchen, and a kitchen table in the middle. I was standing up. She sat down. We talked. While we were talking, her eyes widened for some reason. She said “Oh! ______ is coming over! He might ask me on a date!” I don’t remember his name, but I let it go by.

After some conversation, I heard a knock on the door. A guy came in. He was pretty built, douchebag haircut, blonde. I shook his hand. “Where you from?” “I’m from the USA.” I guess this was a foreign country. But it looked very Nordic based upon the buildings. A couple other guys showed up. Some of them knew pretty good English, a few didn’t. We all stood around the table. The girl was sitting down. Her eyes were still wide with excitement.

We talked about how some of the guys’ friends went to American colleges and how you need an American college education to succeed. I noticed one of those flatbeds outside that can hold like 14 cars drive by. Then I saw a ton of American brand stores and stuff outside the window that I didn’t notice before.

After some not really understood conversation, the main blonde guy asked the girl on a date. She was overjoyed! That is when I lost it. He was now my enemy. I yelled in my deepest loudest voice “NO! THIS IS MY DREAM!” I lit up with flames and threw the guy into the wall. The wall broke and he went through. I then turned my arm into a very long sword and slashed the other guys in half all around me. The girl didn’t really react. We started talking again and it started getting frisky. We had sex on the table.

Afterwards, I was worried about where my family was. I reached in my pocket for my phone, but it turned out to be a gps-type thing. The map was of the islands that we were on. I remembered my dad had a boat, and for some reason, it was a giant pirate ship. There was an avatar of a pirate ship, towing a car behind it across the screen. I told the ship to come to where I was. It drove through all the islands insanely fast, went through land, and stopped in front of the house. I told my family that I was in this house, and they went off.

It’s very vague as to where it went from there, but the next thing I remember was that we were in another house, this time much bigger. There were a ton of beds, and the lighting was kind of creepy. A few of my friends were there along with the same girl from before. It looked a lot like a GIANT hotel room. As I said, this is where it got hard to remember. There were monsters in all the beds and they were sitting on the couches, standing around, talking, some of them doing other business. They were ugly. They looked like zombies.

I grew the flames for a second time, and started hacking away at these creatures. I killed a majority of them, they disappeared when they died. There were a few very fat ones sitting on the couches that just wouldn’t take a blow. I walked passed. My friends and the girl followed. One of the monsters sitting down had a face that looked like a suction cup. The girl pulled the suction cup off of its face. It was a hole. There was nothing behind it. It was emptiness. One of my friends said to put it back.

We walked through a door into the next room. Once everyone was through the door, I turned around and reached into my pocket. I pulled out a frag grenade, tossed it under the couch where the fat ones were sitting, and it went off. When the smoke cleared, everything was the same, but the creatures disappeared. I turned and went back through the door which my friends went through. It was a room exactly the same as the one before, maroon beds, a couch, and a kitchen. My friends were gone. I shut the door behind me and the girl. It was empty.

These two creatures came in some other door that I hadn’t noticed. They were NOT LIKE the zombies from before. They had very weird arms and legs. They had the head of what looked like the Arbiter from Halo (Four pronged mouth with sharp teeth.) They had no hands, and were black and grey. Their arms looked like giant, strong, muscular tentacles (See picture/attachment.) They didn’t attack me. At this point I was still on fire. One of them, whom I think was the more dominant leader, pointed at me and said “I hope you had your fun tonight!” in a very creepy mischievous way. They both walked back out the door. I pulled a curtain back to look out the window.

I noticed it was night time now, and we were on a hill. In the driveway, there was one of those car carrier things from before. I got a glimpse of the two creatures as they got into the flatbed and started it up. On the flatbed was my 1999 red Ford Explorer. Some of the windows were gone, the paint was messed up, a tire was missing, and there were dummies sitting in the driver, passenger, and back right seat. They were sitting straight up, and buckled in. The flatbed drove away.
I said to myself “I’m tired of all this crap.” And I woke up.


Analysis:
Based upon passed Lucid experiences and this one, the whole mood-swingy control happens often. I am very passive in the beginning (as I like to observe dreams,) and then when something bothered me, I took full control. You may have noticed underlining. I underline important events, places, and objects in my journaling.

It is very hard to interpret the bridge scene in the beginning. The only thing that really speaks to me is my friend Connor. I've only hungout with him twice, and he isn't very social.
-I think it might be a sign I need to be more friendly to the people who need it the most.

The night I got four hours of sleep, I went over to this girl's house. We've been friends with benefits for awhile. Her roommate was trying on outfits to go on a date. Her roommate said "We're going on a date." I assumed that included both of them, as if it was a double date. I got kind of aggravated. Then we got into an argument about how she doesn't really want to have sex anymore.
-I believe this EXACTLY reflects what happened in my dream. This might also be why he had no name in my dream. I met the girl, got mad about some guy asking her on a date, killed them all, and then had sex with her.

The hotel room part is confusing. A few nights ago I watched a horror movie, called VHS, where a few guys brought girls back to their hotel rooms to have sex with them and film it. One of the girls, from the start, looked VERY creepy. They stripped her down, and she had messed up feet. She turned into a demon, and killed them all, spilling guts everywhere. Later in the movie, there was another scene in a hotel room, where a woman murdered her husband in his sleep.
-I think my viewing of the movie may have influenced that scene.

Recently, I visited my friend at another college. I left my car at his dorm for about four days as we visited another university to see what the party scene is like. The whole weekend I was bothered about my car getting towed.
-This may be a link to the flatbed truck in my dream and the quote "You had your fun."

Overall, this one of the weirdest dreams I've had. Most of my other Lucid experience is peaceful, as I'm very passive, and let things happen.



The image attached is a character from an anime called Casshern Sins. The character whom is mutated, seeks eternal life and beauty. But is tricked, and turns into that creature.

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09.06.2012

Locker Combination (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside the locker room of the athletics room in Cy-Lakes, the flooring was light gray, most of the gates to enter the sections of the lockers were open, and there was enough light to see most of them. I go to the tennis locker section, go back to my old locker, but I can't remember exactly where, only knowing that it was on the top section of lockers. Oh, and they were all red, just like in waking life, and had the small holes on top outside, and on the sides in the inside as well.

Without even thinking too much, I twist and turned the the combo lock for 24-16-21, because it felt familiar to me that this was it. It opens with ease, and I take out all of the equipment from racquets to other small things with me. There's a guy on my left, fairly short, barely 5 feet tall, let's call him "Mo." Mo was wearing a light brown jacket, some kind of light dark colored shirt, and regular pants.

I believed he asked me if he could have the racquet that was in my locker room, and I quickly told him, "No."

I told him I can make more money trying to sell than to give it to him. As I'm closing the locker, he tells me he has a job. I ask him to be more specific, and he decalred that it was giving out hotdogs somewhere, and I think he said they were free (what???).

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09.06.2012

Alyzarin's Skirt (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember was walking with Alyssa, and she's wearing a white tank top and a dark blue skirt. The environment is sort of dull, gray skies, a slightly misty atmosphere. I think I was directing her to somewhere, but I don't know where exactly.

I just recall us walking down a black road near a bridge of dull colors probably ranging from gray to turquoise.

Date: 21/06/2012
Place: My holiday caravan
Time of getting into bed: 00.22am
I took 100mg B6 tablet before bed

My notes claim I woke up at 2.55am after a dream, but forgot the dream instantly.

Dream 1 - Non Lucid dream - 3.51am

Myself, my partner, and two of our closest friends are talking in a room. I am discussing dreaming with one of my friends, although I don't remember mentioning lucid dreaming, I do remember talking about dream signs. We decide to try and share a dream, and look out for each other in out dreams. I do remember talking about how dreams were another life while you slept.
Suddenly we are on the streets of Manchester, England. We are walking over a large, old stone bridge, very wide with old stone buildings up either side. It is a beautiful place, but very stone and grey. I am still talking about dreaming, and telling them what to expect. I do tell them a wave of water will crash over us, but not to worry because it cannot hurt us! Soon enough, a huge, crashing flood of water rushes onto the bridge, like a tsunami. I climb with ease up a telegraph pole, and the water just wets my feet. I am not scared, but the others are a little. They get washed away a bit by the water (so they are now behind me) but are not hurt. After I climb down, the water has passed and I now tell the others that what happens next is called Hypnogogia, and although it can be frightening, it will not hurt us and will pass. (How I did not get lucid I do not know) and then, a mist-like wind (like the spirit, or ghost of the water) rushes by, it makes a noise like screaming, tortured human voices shouting out. I am alarmed but know it is safe so I just watch. There appears to be neon, glowing, shadows of people (the people screaming) they are not real, just like holograms or visions. They soon pass and it is quiet again.
We are now back at the room (where we began) but now we all have beds and sleeping bags on the floor. We try to settle down for the night, but one of my friends has a young girl (8yrs?) at the bottom of his bed, sleeping. He cannot sleep because she is taking up room making him uncomfortable. Eventually I ask her politely to go on her own bed, which is empty. She agrees, but only if she can have a sleeping bag as she was cold (hence her being in said friends bed) we agree, and we all fall asleep.

Dream fragments - Non Lucid dreams - 5.08am

Here my notes are very sparse.

'I was eating something... and thinking that I wasn't eating when I was falling asleep, so where did I get this food from...?

Me and my partner are naked, in bed with someone else. Although there is no sex or sexual intentions, we do accidentally 'rub' bodies with this other person and make jokes about it.'

I feel relaxed and decide to try and WILD I seem to be trying for some time and decide I am too awake. At one point I enter SP, but fall asleep. I wake and try again a few times, hazily between sleeping. Perhaps I wasn't really sure what I was doing. At one point I enter SP and my partner moves around, waking me up. I am too annoyed to try again. I seem to not be able to fully relax inside my head, maybe the B6?


***NOTEWORTHY***
I believe I was being woken by my partner's movements, and the sounds of birdsong outside when trying to WILD, my mind wandered frequently, maybe the B6?
Dreaming about LUCID DREAMS didn't make me lucid!
I was reading about SP and Hypnogogia during the day
I was a little ill (eaten something bad) before bed

So I took a nap earlier and got some recall.

First was up on this bridge where we pulled,me and my bf. We noticed a couple of cats with their kittens.....of which we were like "derp da derp lets have more cats :O" lol so in the process of loading them all up into the backseat, our dog noni ran off. I went down do the area where some people where chilling underneath, kept callin outfor noni, only ended up having this wooden door slammed in my face by what looked like a bunch of druggy buff people

I didn't wanna leave but I didn't think we could do anything more. Ended putting me in another dream, I was in some convenience store and i felt some kind of threat from some other people. I guess I didn't see in parking so... I'd parked like.... right outside the front doors. Heard some chick say "white boy thinks he can park anywhere" so I just turned and stared her down until she turned her face. I went to take my leave. Once I was in the care, all I can remember is being in a dark room and someone all of a sudden coming in, i thought they were someone trying to attack me so i made the first move, and they made movements that made me think they were trained as they just tangled me up then slammed me up against something, I then recall waking up on the table with one of them displaying a nice rather close to my face.

I thought that honestly I didn't care, but at the same time that if i said anything they'd likely end me right there, for all I knew they'd just caught there most recent snuff victim. I woke up though and decided to leave it alone to dream later. Day I become lucid these dreams will either no longer happen, or i'm gonna be entertained stopping them; likely just gonna watch everything till whatever going on acts upon me.

To which for each hand laid on me, I will not be moved, I will stand, look down at their hand, grab it with my own and smile at them. They will not know why I was not moved, and why, after I man handle them like the dreamer should to dc, why I just walked away, or decided to throw them through each wall between where I stood and mile whichever way I decide to try my hand at competitive bitch toss. Either way I'll likely keep it short n sweet.

No need for spoilers, the title says it all.

Disruption and evasion:
The dream started with me being busy to try to have fun with my girlfriend, but she seemed to be increasingly distressed so we stopped. Not long after we were trying to avoid this dude who was following us and we made a huge fool out of him with a really weird physical trick my girlfriend used, basically we made him think we were running along the ground even though we were on a bridge which was a good 30m higher. That dude was maybe the reason we had to stop having fun.

Too weird for me:
I spent the whole dream as an inexistent 3rd person watcher; I was watching a certain detective doing his stuff. At some point he was starting to do naughty stuff with a totally unrelated and somewhat surprised and perplex girl. A few minutes he told his assistant to call together the settlement and he went outside with the girl where the city was watching, they sat down on a table being observed by everyone but even though I wasn't existent and not even able to think clear I wasn't content about continuing to watch this so basically I stopped the time.

Staysharps Tail:
I think I was on some kind of beach as I remember water being on my left, I was standing on something sand-like and to my right were a lot of rocks and cliffs, stuff I can't identify was lying around as well. The interesting part was the fact I had some kind of devils/demons tail.
It was pretty hard to find a picture which has such a tail which looks roughly right but here goes (picture is anime-style, maybe a little weird but nothing too bad):

Spoiler for Example picture and further description:

My tail had pretty much the same length however my tail was a little thicker and it had nearly the same thickness all the length, so it was a lot less pointy before the tip. The tip itself was thicker as in the picture as well. Also it was looking more purple.

I used it to do very naughty things to a girl, if I remember right I touched her sensitive front side with my hands while my tail was caressing and later penetrating her from behind. Oh and that tail was very well capable of ejaculating. Unfortunately I didn't feel the dream very strong, though I know that I used that tail like I always had one, it felt a little too natural actually

Sky bridge:
I was assigned onto some kind of journey, and for some reason wasn't happy about it at first. I had to go up a long bridge-like structure, it was going up the entire time just to end in a dead end, some 50m above the ground. Before I arived there I went through some rural way with fences on both sides, leading straight to the bridge. The construction allowed to look outside but it would've taken dedication to jump out. The ground and the stairs were soft with some cables and other complexions all around the place.
It seems I only needed to get to that bridge, not the top of it but decided along the way could go up anyway. When I arived at the top I took a look at the end and then slid down the entire way which took me way to short and even made me a tiny bit suspicious.

Space bite and the strange complex:
I was watching a story about a captain (he looked a bit like Dilan[Andromeda]) of a ship. The ship looked like it was from star trek. He started with a story of a sentient space life form biting half of his former ship off, nearly killing him in the process. Later when he had an ship (either looking like the Andromeda, or the Andromeda itself) I got to see it from the inside and he showed something to a woman. It looked really weird from the inside, everything was very dark and there were a bunch of Jeffrey tubes, which suddenly started to light up in red.

Power enhancement with "Problems"
I am watching some dude and a girl in a room, everything has an pretty ambient brown-orange light and they are sitting on a couch. I'm not actually present, only observing what's going on.
They are talking about some kind of power enhancement the girl should perform on the dude, and like she suddenly remembered something slightly scary and very embarassing she asked him something like:

Spoiler for Explicit Sexual Language:

"After that you will have violent sex with me again and there will be semen everywhere, right?"

to which he just nodded along with a supporting "hm" sound (apparently because he'll lose some control), then he picked her up and made things more comfortable for her by putting her on a blanket on the ground.

2007/2006


This was my first lucid dream or one of my first. I had no particular method to recall dreams when this one occurred, nor had I been attempting LDing. What I had been doing was meditating using Metamusic with Binural Beats. I believe I was in the early stages of meditating when this dream occurred.

I went to bed at night, as usual, and during sleep, dreamed that I was in a gray room, where there were three metal tables and three other women. The edges of this room could not be seen as they appeared too dark or too blurry. The lighting was very dim. I noticed that one woman was lying prostrate upon one of the metal tables to my right. Another woman, stood to my left, and she was preparing herself to lie down upon the table. The middle table was for me. To the right of all three tables stood a woman. I felt that she belonged here, whereas the two women near the tables and I did not belong in this world. The woman was waiting for me and I knew I had been here before. I also knew what was expected of me. This all felt very dream-like but yet I had some sense I was dreaming; however, I was not 'conscience'.

I walked towards this woman, turned my back to her, lifted my hair, and then she did something to my neck. I let my hair fall back down and walked to the middle table. Looking toward the first lady that had been standing when I entered this room, I noticed she was now lying down. I hopped up onto the table; which reminded me of a doctor's examination table or those metal food carts that you see on airplanes, but larger. It was rather warm considering it's appearance. I think this is where I began to wake up but yet I was still not in control - still not fully alert.

As I lay upon the table, I felt myself slip out and up from my body - like a shooting scarf, or bit of smoke. My point of view changed. I was above the tables. Below me, was this flattened, clothed figure lying upon the middle table. The figure looked like a squeezed, empty tube of toothpaste. Then, I looked at the face. It was me. I recognized it as me but became confused because I was hovering above this figure.

It was at this point that I became lucid - during the confusion. I looked at the body on the table and had a conscious thought: If that was me on the table, then what do I look like now? I purposefully brought my left hand up and waved it before my eyes. My hand was a translucent gold, filled with tiny bits of golden glitter that sparkled. I was in awe, and my mind just began reeling. I felt elated and so light. All my senses kicked in, and I was awake - in my dream. Over and over I thought, I'm so beautiful. Look how beautiful I am.

In the next moment, a voice gently chided me. It may have been my own, I am not certain. But it said, "Stop admiring yourself. You have work to do." And with that thought or that acknowledgement, I became determined. My entire being was filled with utter peace, lightness, and I had no sense of this world...not my husband, not my children, not any problem at all. I felt completely accepted and loved. I have tried to 'feel' that since and it is nearly impossible to do.

In my dream, I thought, I am here to help someone and the next instant I was moving. My body was like smoke or wind. I flew above these people that seemed to be working in an office. They were all at desks. Some of them were in chairs that rolled, and they rolled from their desks to filing cabinets while keeping the handsets of phones tucked between their shoulders and cheeks. It was all movement below me. But I knew I wasn't there for these people. I was to meet someone else.

I could feel wind over my form and seemed to move with a thought. I remember loving the freedom and the unbelievable lightness.

The woman I was to help stood at the bottom of a staircase. I floated up to her. She was elderly, terrified, and crying. I wondered why she was so frightened and tried to comfort her but soon realized that she couldn't see or hear me. It became a sort of puzzle - how was I supposed to help someone that had no idea I was there? I floated in front of and behind her and then settled on floating slightly behind her.

She took tentative steps toward the top of the staircase, which seemed like any concrete staircase with a black metal railing, in any typical office building. I understood that I was to get her to the top of the stairs - and calm her down. How was that to be done when I was like the wind? This all felt so real and so alive. Yet, the whole time I had this feeling of utter peace and love and had no recall of earth. If that makes ANY sense.

I began sending her - or perhaps thinking is a better word - love and comfort. I felt her fear and her trepidation, but it never changed my overall emotional status of utter peace. This woman, with white hair, slowly made her way to the top of the staircase. I felt her fear ease until she reached the last step. As I hovered near her, I too saw the top of the landing. It was a cloud-like environment and brightly lit. Off in the distance was a bridge. Yeah, corny, I know. I thought so in the dream too but yet, I knew she had to cross it. It was an arched bridge like one you might see at a Putt-Putt course. Beneath this bridge was nothing but I expected there to be a small stream. On the other side of the bridge, was a heavier fog. I could see nothing beyond the bridge. I knew I was not to travel over the bridge and knew that no matter how hard I might try, I would not be able to get on the bridge. Strangely, I had no desire to try.

The woman's fear rose when she took in her surroundings, and I was reminded that I was there for her. I needed to calm her and get her to cross the bridge. I thought, everything will be all right. Go on. And I kept thinking that. It was strange because - being conscious in a dream - in such a BIZARRE world but being able to take things in and feel and think is just WEIRD and WONDERFUL at the same time.

Anyways, I watched the woman shuffle her way to the bridge. As she stepped on the bridge, her fear vanished, and she was enveloped by the fog or clouds. The next thing I felt was being sucked backwards. It was like a trigger - her crossing the bridge. I was being sucked backwards, like liquid through a straw. Then, I opened my eyes. I was lying in bed. My husband was still asleep. And I felt awful! All the weight of the real world fell in on me. All my problems - the gravity of this world - the flaws I have and the complete love, acceptance, and warmth was gone.

I tried so many times to return to that world - to that dream - but have never been able to replicate that one. I had others, but never that one. It occurred more than five years ago now. I have had several DILDs since, but that was my introduction to becoming lucid while dreaming.