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Did that WILD I was talking about for a nap today. It worked! First WILD in about 6 months. I think I've broken my dry spell. I hope at least.

I decided to take a nap and attempt a WILD. I entered SP and really it wasn't that scary. Nothing seemed to happen. I kept at this for what felt life ten minutes until I awoke in my bed. I went with the assumption it didn't work and carelessly forgot to RC. Luckily as I walked into my hallway I remembered to RC and realized I was dreaming.

I didn't get too excited and decided to start simple because this is one of the most stable LDs I have ever had. I jumped down my stairs and slowly floated to the floor. As I touched the floor everything suddenly began to get blurry. I became dizzy and fell to the floor. I wasn't gonna let this dream end. I wasn't able to get up and spin due to my dizziness, but I could rub my hands together. I attempted to but my hands seemed to act like magnets and would push each other away. I was beginning to loose the dream even more as a odd void formed around the area. I quickly felt the walls to notice how realistic this really was. I couldn't believe it. I continued to feel the area around me and continued to tell myself it was a dream so I wouldn't loose my lucidity amongst the realistic objects I was messing with. Suddenly everything became clear again and I was able to continue on.

I got up and watched as my cat walked up to me. I tried to pet it but it just ran away like in real life. I followed it into the kitchen to notice my family surrounding a child in a high chair. I walked up to them to realize that only my father actually looked like himself. Everyone else was completely different than anyone I am related to in reality.

In real life I have a sister. No one else. So my family is made of four people.

The people there were my parents, a boy a few years younger than me, and the little kid in the high chair. I asked where my sister was and they laughed telling me that I didn't have a sister. I took this chance to tell them that this was simply a dream, and they took this as funny as they mocked me and my parents walked into the other room. I was left with my brother and the kid in the high chair as I told my brother that this was a dream. I laughed at me too while I told him that I would prove it to him. I stuck my hand out and told him that I would shoot water out of my finger tips. Not only was my hand purple, but I wasn't able to shoot water out of it. My brother made fun of me as I walked over to a table with red velvet cake on it. I grabbed it and took a bite only to discover it had the most bland taste. Yeah, not the best first impression of dream food. It wasn't gross but it wasn't good.

I decided to look in my hallway and saw a rocking horse in the middle of it. I looked at my brother and told him to look at it, but when I looked back in the hallway but it wasn't there anymore. Suddenly my parents told me that a tornado was coming and we needed to go in their room to stay safe. I decide to follow to see what would happen. I entered the room, but no one was in it. Suddenly the door closed behind me.

I looked out of the window and noticed the tornado coming towards us. I wasn't very worried since it couldn't hurt me, but I wanted to know where my family went. Suddenly things began to fall apart. The wall was torn to pieces as the ceiling crumbled to the ground. The floor suddenly collapsed as a huge swirling portal opened below me. I wanted to jump in but the area around me was so real I couldn't believe it. So realistic. The way the house tore itself apart. Suddenly I felt something grab me. I was being drug into the portal. I attempted to fly away but nothing worked. I tried to hang onto the floor boards, but I suddenly was flung backwards into the portal.

Next thing I knew I was in my bed.. awake.

Okay, that dream may have seemed boring since all I did was hang with my family and then get sucked into a portal, but it was beyond cool to me. I have never had a LD so vivid, or long. WILDs are definitely the way to go to have the most vivid and long LD. Man... I wish I was dreaming right now haha!

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a basement living room with some of my family members. The basement was kind of small, but it was brightly and warmly lit. My mom sat on the left side of the couch. One or more people may have been sitting next to her.

I had a small space to sit in near the right side of the couch. As soon as I sat down, my second oldest nephew and my brother tried to sit down next to me. They were playfully arguing over who could sit next to me. My nephew may have been bigger than my brother!

Eventually I decided that my brother (?) could sit on my lap, and that my nephew could sit next to me. It felt good and warm to have everybody all crowded around me.

We had to watch some TV program that would inform us on some mission we were all supposed to be going on. An old, kind of fat, rich man was going to give us the details. The details, I knew, would involve something called "time parachuting." The man would just appear on the TV at the appointed time and give us the details.

The TV may have been a TV at first. But now it was a low window, set into the wall under a thick, dark, wooden shelf. The view outside seemed, at first, to be of the deep blue water of an aquarium.

My second oldest nephew and I may have gone close up to the window. It was now like we were on a subway train at night. The train was running above ground. It had just gone past the edge of town, apparently. We were riding through an area full of rails, all criss-crossing with each other.

But now all the rails were under at least a meter of water. A deep blue light lit the water and the rails. In some places, it may have looked like the rails themselves glowed with deep blue. This brake-yard (?) seemed to extend for quite a way, all under water, with this eerie glow. My nephew and I seemed to be pretty amazed by it all.

Dream #2

I sat on a couch in a living room with my mom. It was daytime, and daylight came in through a window, which was probably behind the couch.

My mom lay on the couch, to my left. But she was taking up so much of the couch that her rear end was smashing up against me. I was reading something on my phone.

I was kind of annoyed by being smashed the way I was. But I decided not to move. I thought (a weird thought --) that my mom must be smashing up against me because she wanted to remember what it was like to give birth to me. I figured I should let her remember. I'd been so emotionally cold lately, maybe she'd forgotten what it was like to be my mom.

My mom was now sitting up. She told me I looked weak. She grabbed my left arm and put her first two fingers on the vein on the inside of my elbow, to feel my heartbeat.

Apparently she didn't like something about my heartbeat. She stood me up. We walked across the living room, into the kitchen. My mom stopped me right at the threshold of the kitchen. She said, "I'm going to grab the stethoscope and check your heartbeat, if you don't mind."

I said I didn't mind. I put my book (? -- instead of my phone?) down on top of the fridge. I could see the top of the fridge really easily. I sat the book down on top of a pink diaper that sat on the fridge.

My mom walked toward a doorway on the right wall of the kitchen, just past the fridge. This doorway led to a small hallway that led to a couple of bedrooms. My mom was getting a stethoscope from one of those rooms. In my mind's eye I saw my mom putting the stethoscope to my arm.

Vividness: 9.5
Recall: 7
Overall: 8

Non-Lucid Lucid Comment Aids

Great dream, I knew school life was preventing me from having LDs, you really do need those extra hours.

Suplements: None (had 200mg B6 on the 22nd-23rd)
Mantra: Spent 5 minutes "I'm Dreaming"

Standing in a gloomy corridor, something's off, but I can't put my finger on it. Maybe it is the creepy hooded man staring at me a little way down the corridor. I look down, the floor is patterned in a ugly black and white checker. And the walls a gloomy grey... 'Maybe I'm dreaming', it seems very realistic and I struggle to reassure my self that it is a dream.

Remembering the creep to my left I look up, he begins advancing on me, I panic and start to try the 'finger through palm' reality check, it's not working. I decide to start running down the corridor until I come to an opening, it's like I am in a have collapsed Colosseum, this makes me gain confidence that I'm dreaming and I turn round.
As the man approaches I effortlessly raise my hand sending a large shockwave towards the man, I chuckle as the man flies back where he came from.

Time to work on stabilisation, I tell myself. I shout 'Ultra Stabilise' though cheesy seems to do the trick, I feel alot more rooted, I notice that details came into focus when I shouted it. I want the dream to be more detailed so give it a shot 'Clarify!', the dream becomes so real for a spit second but then defocuses to becoming slightly blurry. After a few attempts I feel that I've got it as detailed as possible and I'm impressed, standing across the room from the ruins of the other side of the building, I can see each piece of rubble.

I hear something behind me, the man's back, I don't want to fight him so I summon myself some angel wings. Diving off the edge of the building I hear him scream at me, but I don't care this is absolutely awesome. At first I have to manually think about flying, up, down, up, down. But I gain the confidence to let the wings do their own thing and it works, I'm hovering with little effort. I see a church and begin to fly around the building, around the large tower, through the arches in the walls. A woman is stood looking out over a beautiful view, I go down to talk to her, but
*BANG*
a large hook is wrapped around me, I am dragged backwards and I catch a glimpse of the man's return, he has a young sidekick now which appears to be wearing multiple glasses. I know I made enemies with him in primary school, so silly.
I fall on to the rough dirt, although I had flight I had little power or speed, so I lose the winds and blast the wire away from me.
'Sean!' it's my brother, he is here to help me. Observing the opponents they appear to have minor dream control, summoning themselves sawn off shotguns. Realising the danger I throw us into the deep puddle river thing behind us, summoning a large pillow behind us just in time to sponge a volley of bullets. In the water it's a mess I frantically attempt to move the pillow so that it protects us, and begin to wade out of the puddle. Grabbing my brothers hand I teleport him away.
A raised shotgun is pointed at me, it's one of those 'have any last words moments'. I summon a crystal shield in front of my chest, muttering words of a spell. In shock this is just a small area of the chest I shout 'shield, surround my body'. It works a treat, running in the opposite direction my wings appear and I head off into the distance.
I stop back at the Colosseum, where I am confronted by the young accomplice, I attempt to make peace but he won't have any of it, he raises the shot gun to me which I quickly disarm.
I am quite angry and unleash a point blank shot to his head, the damage for some reason is minor and heavily grazes the left side of his face.
The dream is fading, I think I am reaching the end of my REM, stabilisation isn't working, so I give myself iron man boots in combination with my wings and fly off into the distance.

These dreams were extremely vivid this time. I was really amazed by how vivid. I remembered every single detail of the dreams right when I woke up, but gradually forgot most detail until writing some key notes.

This vividness perhaps has to do with getting very close to successfully WILDing at bedtime before the dreams. My heart started beating really fast when I was this close, and I couldn't calm it down, so I decided to stop and ask at the forums the next day and went to sleep naturally, and TA-DA! Super vivid dreams, much more than I've had in a long while.

It kinda sucks that I happened to fall asleep in the middle of the night in a not as good as super happy mood because that would've been really great, being that these dreams were super vivid. But no, both or all of them were kind of that awkward helpless and self-conscious doing stupid things feeling I sometimes get in social situations when I'm not feeling super happy and confident like I want to.

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I am in Art Class with Mr. Gamble in the print-making room (not in the room where you paint and print and apply acid, but the other room where you draw mostly). The room is full of students, some of them are standing up, some are sitting down, some are sitting down on impractical objects. I am sitting down on the table near the center, but slightly close to the rack in the corner of the room. I am swinging my legs around, minding my own business, doing nothing, just sitting there and observing or daydreaming a little bit. Lauren, Liz, and Bruce are nowhere to be found thank goodness for me in my waking reality looking back.

Mr. Gamble asks me about something, an assignment that I need to get done, this part of the dream probably associated with my anxiety IWL about completing the pop-up art. I apologize to him and say I'll get it in for sure on time. I begged god not to let him over-talk like usual. Thankfully, after asking me about that thing he walks away. I think he tells something to the class but I wasn't listening. Then I think he walks out the door.

Ms. Taylor is now in the classroom. Then I watch my brother come into the classroom. He has some friends waiting outside the door, the same and more friends as in the dream I had the previous night. He asks Ms. Taylor is he could go out to the food places down the street, as if Ms. Taylor was our mom. I don't question this at all. All I could think about at this point is coming with him. Ms. Taylor says "Yeah, go ahead." I say I will go with them. Then Josef leaves out the door not even noticing me there. I am hesitant to follow them now because it would be weird. Ms. Taylor says "well, go?." I feel rushed and embarrassed, and angry at Ms. Taylor for being angry at me. I run out the door to the hallway and I look down the hall towards staircase A. I see my brother walking back and from a distance, holding a pizza form or box or something, he tells Ms. Taylor that there's a group pizza thing and asks if he could buy it for him and his friends. She says yes, and he starts running back towards staircase A, into the distance. I wasn't able to ask him if I could go with him, and for that I feel frustrated and bad. He didn't notice me standing there speechless and waiting to speak at all! It's like I wasn't even there the whole time! Well I don't think that, I'm really just having vague 'forever alone' thoughts and feelings come to me. I impulsively follow him. Everyone is wearing light winter coats. It is snowing very lightly, and there is snow about a foot and a half deep on the other side of the drive in road of the school on the side toward the park, while the snow in the main grass area in the middle is also either about a foot deep, deeper, or lightly buried that you can see some grass. As I am walking toward my brother leaving the school and starting up to the middle area, I am playing with my cellphone, and it makes a loud noise that I don't even recall now from reading my notes. Then I am playing with some kind of thin chord from my cellphone that could be a part of a headphone. I trip and fall into the snow as I cross the drive in road toward the park, and hide in the snow, for the first time noticing and watching my brother play snowball fight. I then notice that the sliding part of the cellphone and the thin chord has submersed into ice cold snow, and am worried that it will break. I somehow check if it still works. Then I continue watching my brother. I feel left out, and want to reach out to him but he is so far away, and if I did, it would be awkward and embarrassing.

Then I wake up.

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This next dream I only clearly remember the part with Liz eating a butterfly. The rest is a very foggy memory of being on a bus with some awkward moments among friends that I blame on myself.

I'm not sure if we were also on a bus at this part or not, but it appeared to be a dark, small or hidden, location. I am there with Lauren and Liz. Liz is sitting on a bench or some higher seat above me and Lauren, and Lauren and I are looking slightly up at her. I don't see Lauren face very often in this fragment. Both of our eyes are focused on just Liz. I actually remembered completely clearly every single word and a phrase that stood out, that Liz said to us, and our responses. We are talking about butterflies for some reason. Liz says she hates butterflies, and starts eating one. We see her eating one, but it's like a thought form imagination that we each share or something, because none of us think she is actually eating a butterfly. The butterfly looked a little foggy as well. Then, to tease us even more, Liz uses a Harry Potter wand she had laid out beside her and casts and quick spell to manifest a real butterfly. It was a very large butterfly - noticing after waking up from the dream - but none of us questioned the size, we all knew it was real. She slowly starts eating the butterfly, tearing off the wing material from it's stems, one area by one. My and Laurens' reactions to this include super sad partially fake crying, yelling, "NO!!"'s, "STOP IT"'s, and EWW's. I am feeling very sad seeing this happen. In the end, she tore off 3 sections of the left wing. We were all so sad. The butterfly was very beautiful and very still while this was going on. It looked like a monarch, but was blue.

Observation: I seem to unknowingly control the situation in the dream by having hopes about something and worries about something. Ie: With Mr. Gamble, he rarely ever stop talking in real life, but in this dream I really wanted him to not talk so much as he does, and somehow felt like I had a bit of control over this by commanding it in my mind, and it worked! Maybe if I learn to notice these control coincidences and increased law of attraction in dreams, I will be able to recognize I can control things much more easily and thus have a lucid dream.

Good morning, everybody. Time seemed to be really weird in this dream. I tried to get it all down as well as I could.

Dream #1

I was out in a park on a sunny day, possibly with a small group of people. The park was a long, slightly sloped lawn, an asphalt path, and then another lawn which went up a ridge. The lawns were kind of yellowy, as if the grass hadn't gotten much rain.

At the top of the ridge was a row of trees. We had to pull out the trees. The trees were all small, and we had to get them out, all the way to the roots. We would then carry them down to a wheelbarrow on the path, where they would be carted away, maybe two or three at a time.

Suddenly, it seemed like the scene was going to start over again. My view was coming in toward the park, moving up toward the trees. There may have been another row of trees on the border of the park and, now, a row or two of trees lining the asphalt path.

Suddenly, it was like the scene started over again, and I was coming back into the park, like a disembodied viewer. Then the scene started all over again, but it was like I was watching the view on a little, boxy TV that stood on the floor in some dark room. This experience may have started all over again.

Now I was back in the park. I was on the asphalt path, which was lined, at least on one side, with trees, making the path shady. My brother was with my, just up the hill from the path. He wanted me to take a picture of him. I tried to take a picture of him, but my view was all blocked by the leafy branch of a tree, like a poplar or a callery pear.

I tried again to get a good shot of my brother. But now my view was of the hillside -- with me on it. I also saw my mother and her best friend, and possibly my brother. We were all standing kind of far apart from each other. I was walking down the hill. I was in shade, but a greenish light hit the underside of my left cheek, as if somehow reflecting the light of the green leafs in the sun. I managed to get a photo of this, as if I were also outside the scene.

I was now outside the park again. But this time I wasn't coming in. I stood on the outside, hiding behind a border of trees. I had, apparently, been sick for a long time, and I was just now coming back. I was afraid of the boss of whatever project this was that I was working on. But someone, maybe in my head, told me not to worry, just to approach the boss and be honest.

I was now going with my brother and a thin, old, kind of intelligent-looking man into some place which was supposed to be my office. The place looked like a storage shed, like in some dirt-lot complex of sheds that might be seen on the outskirts of a city.

We had to walk up steps to get into this trailer-like office. But there was no front wall. We just walked right in. Everything seemed to be made of wood: the floors, desks, walls, everything -- and the same kind of wood, like pale wood from an old backyard deck.

I had perhaps lost my job, possibly because the company I worked for had gone under. I was here with my brother and the old man to get my stuff. The old man seemed to know a lot more about this whole process than I did.

We went up to the right wall, where, as I was grabbing something, I may have passed out. I was then walking back up the steps and into the office. It was like I had been sick for a long time, and this was the first time I'd come back to the office since I'd gotten sick.

The old man and my brother were there to meet me. My older brother was looking around the office. The old man stood by the wall. I walked up to the old man. We were supposed to be doing something regarding cleaning up the office after my sickness.

I remembered an old man giving me some kind of little wooden box, which was like a matchbox. The old man had been sick, maybe even dying. I had been caring for him somehow, almost as if I were a doctor. I had been standing by the wall, and the old man had been laying on the floor. The last thing I remembered before getting sick was holding the box. Then I passed out.

The old man in the present time knew my memory. He told me we had to find that box. We found it instantly. It was a little wooden box about four centimeters in width and length and maybe 7 millimeters tall. It had a little interior which pushed in and out like a drawer, or like in a matchbox. But it also seemed not to do that, but to latch open and closed, like some kind of folder or briefcase.

The old man took the box from me. He told me we had to burn it. I had gotten sick and passed out, the old man said. But other people had died. There had been a plague, all through this office and in other places.

This box, the man told me, was the source of the infection. We needed to burn it. And we were going to burn this whole office down, too.

The old man and I, and possibly my brother, may have continued talking as we walked toward the other end of the office. We may have been planning to leave the office.

DJ Log: October 7, 2011 – 9:45PM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: When I came home from work today, I was quite tired. After getting laundry started, I laid down a took a nap at around 7:00pm. I woke up nearly 3 hours later, and wrote this down.)

I am at a large multi-stage outdoor electronic music festival. I hook up my stage and power it up, then do a sound check. The first DJ comes on and starts playing, and then I walk off to check out the other stages. I walk past another stage area that is still setting up, and find a couple of friends. I stop and bullshit with them for a bit, then I hear music start in another area. I walk over and there is a small sound system sitting on the tailgate of a truck. Unexcited, I walk off again. As I walk, I find some guys talking about all of the drugs they have for sale. One guy tells me about this brand new drug called USB. I am skeptical, but I buy a pill from him. I don't take it, but rather just stick it in my pocket for later.

I walk down along a fence line and see some electrical cabling that looks like it was left over from another gig. There is a transformer laying on the ground that looks like someone tried to set on fire. It's covered in ashes and is halfway stuck into the ground. Just as I am looking at it, a couple of people walk by and start chatting with me about when the next stage is going to turn on. I walk with them back to an empty stage area and find my brother spinning a record on a single turntable. Just as we're starting to catch up, the stage next to us turns on their sound system and does a sound check. My brother takes the record and puts it back in his case.

One of the guys that was walking with me comes up and points at the record player, asking, “What is this round disk thingy? What is this? Huh?” He grabs the tone arm and grinds it back and forth into the platen, then twists and bends it all around. He pushes the turn table off the stage, knocking it onto the ground. I stand up, ready for a fight and say, “What the fuck did you do that for?” He backs up a bit, then raises his fists and comes toward me. I put one leg up on the stage, then the other. He lunges at me and I grab him and wrestle him to the ground. As I pound on him, he says, “OK, I'm sorry. I'll buy you a new turn table.” I let him up and he starts babbling about some random bullshit. I remind him that he just broke my turn table, and he walks back over and looks at it. I pick it up and see that the case is broken, the tone arm is all bent up, and the power cord has been severed. He says, “I'll take it over here and get it fixed.” He picks it up and walks off.

The stage next to us puts on the first DJ. I look over to see that they have a huge line of subwoofers on the front of the stage and a few main PA speakers on risers, just off the stage ends. I walk over to hear the sound, and notice that there is hardly any bass at all. I walk along the row of subs and then through the space behind the mains. There is a security guy sitting on the stage who looks at me while I walk past. As I come out from behind the speakers, there are two more that are looking at me funny. One of the guys says to me, “What, do you think this is some kind of a dream or something? You can't just walk around all over the place like that.” I reply, “Sure I can, silly. This is just a dream. I can do whatever I want.” He looks at me with a puzzled look, the walks away.

I walk back toward my stage, deciding to stop in and check out everything inside my utility tent. I open the tent and see several boxes stacked in the corner and all of the packing material that has spilled out of one which fell over. I go in the tent and stuff all the bubble wrap back into the box and close it. I put the box on the pile, then exit the tent. I ask my brother, “Have you seen my camera?” He replies, “I think it's still in your truck.” I walk toward my truck and wake up.

When I wake up, I realize what just happened. , followed by

Horrible recall, long dream, just cant remember much of it.

Vividness: 7
Recall: 2
Overall: 8 I know it was an awesome dream.

Non-Lucid Lucid Comment

Assassins creed dream.
I earn some sort of achievement, and I get to choose a helmet of some sort "brace" themed helmet.
Me, brother, sister, decide to infiltrate a building.

had an unexpected lucid dream(DILD).

I was in my hometown talking to my brother. as I walked across the street I saw a white car driving by. I started to run across the street to hurry and get out of the way. after crossing I noticed the white car was trying to chase me. I didnt know why but the two guys inside were mad at me. they were about to drive onto the sidewalk when they got out and chased me by foot. I turned the corner and noticed a good hiding spot. I hid behind a pillar and was inside the display stand for one of the stores. my brother followed me and stood infront of the display looking for me. the 2 people chasing me also stopped and couldn't find me. as I got anxious I realized i was just in a dream. but I wasn't as enthusiastic as usual when I realize im dreaming. I was more concerned with taking control. so i told myself the 2 people would leave(and they did). I stepped out of the display and walked back around the corner. as I turned the corner, i was teleported to a house(supposedly mine, but much different). my 2 brothers were there and I saaw my mom in the kitchen. I tried using my voice to command people. I said something to my brother and he left. I asked my mom to leave and buy me something, but she said she had a headache. I sighed and got impatient and looked her in the eyes and said "you feel better now". she was healed and left. I walked away into the house ready to think up something fun to do while lucid, but awoke.


notes:
very good control
short
not creative(not enough time)

27.09.2011

Mom is sneaking out from home. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

2nd dream of the night.

I was at my childhood home, with my mom. My brother was 11 years old.

My mom told me she wanted to meet with someone. It was 04:00 am in the morning and she was trying to sneak out without my dad noticing.

This dream was very detailed, I'm surprised I remembered it. Must be the cheese I've been eating. I don't normally write them up online because it takes a while to do. But this one seems like an achievement for some reason. As usual feel free to comment, I don't bite honest.
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I was walking through a forest with my brother and two other boys about my age that I've never met in waking life, but we seemed to be really good friends in the dream. before long we came across some large holes in the small hill. So large in fact that my brother could actually fit in one of them. We all thought it must be a badger hole, then the two boys ran off ahead. Then I heard growling behind me, I turned around slowly making no sudden movements and was faced with a massive honey badger just a few feet away (If you don't know; a honey badger is a type of badger that can get really vicious if you threaten it or it's babies) I slowly backed away several metres and it seemed to calm down a bit.
Then I turned around to face what was in front of me, I'd come out of the forest and arrived in a field where some kind of children's fair was being held.I think I've been in this field in a previous dream, except it wasn't filled with a fair before The edge of the field was to my left so I looked over the hedge to see a farmer casually talking to a person in a bear costume.

Then the scene switched and I was in my old primary school, the building had changed drastically though. I was orienteering with my brother but there was no sign of the other two kids, and I thought they must have been left behind. I thought I knew where one of the points was because it had a similar layout to my secondary school. So we ran over to the group of trees where I thought it might be, but before we got to look the two boys from the previous dream ran up to us out of breath telling us that they found it. I may have said something here but I can't remember because then the dream ended.

Im insidde some halo map Ive never seen before, killing some people with weapons from dead space, I throw a bunch of nades and my brothers in there with me. I ran around for a bit and then I saw an arbiter with a energy sword chasing me, he was running fast and I couldn’t really stop him with my magnum pistol and few grenades, so I sprinting away from him and went up stairs as far as I could. I saw him kill some other people. Then I’m on the top floor and the whole map changes. my bros there with me and he keeps telling me to chop off his head with the dead space saw gun and I keep doing it but it regrows back each time. He tells me to do it again and I am about to but then I realize something is weird about all of this, I say im not gonna chop of your head and that there is much more useful things I can do with this tool and I look around and see a bunch of wooden objects I can cut. Immediately I become lucid noticing that I can’t really chop his head off and expect it to regrow back. I try stabilizing and I look around, I focus on the hair on his head and touch the wall but the dream fades anyway

only what i remember is..

i was in work .. a restaurant i guess , and there were a guy black from jamaica.. and his friend from jamaica to...

so what happened is.. there was a cook guy from albania and anytime he talk to the jamaica guy he talks to loudly to him so friend of that jamaica guy said to him hey why u talk loudly to him all the time etc... the albana guy was talking to the phone that moment.. and had a small knife with him... then that friend of jamaica told him WHY U SPEAK SO LOUDLY TO THIS MAN U MUFCKA then the alban guy got MAD finished the call and idk why the fuck he knifed my feet alitle with like 2 scratches lol and then runned to catch the guy from jamaica and his friend ... i runned down to warehouse room there was a shortcut lol.. in RL there is not.. actually it is alitle cus u give the plates to ppl with food its like window .. so the waitress takes em.. i jumped from there inside and climbed upside and tld to em dont go there they kniveing ;D... so i went outside... then next dream was i was somewhere i tottallly forgot and da came and wanted something.. then i woke up in real life and i see my dad telling me Hey u gotta.. goo ... grrr. i sleept back.


next dream i remember is with my bro.. dad , and myself..
litle weird but it was like i was in my home in Cyprus... and i was laying with my bro and watching TV.. then my mom came and she had too blonde hair i was so suprized lol my bro says u loook more than beautifull now etc... then we skipped watching TV and my bro started a conversation with my mom again and i had to go to WORK ! it was like 4:30 pm / 16:30 and i had to be in the work at 5:30 pm / 17:30 and i told to my bro man i must go to work and he was keeping asking me.. why u have to go to work and i told him directly i have to go to work at 16:30 and i have to be there at 17:30 after 0.420 sec i wokeu p CUS MY ALARM rings !

so krazy =D

thanks for watching

Dream 1:
I am with four people, my brother B, and two adult figures (One of them was my dad, I think). The two adults have a large metal tank with legs. They are filling it with helium to make it float, and I don't think that makes sense/will work, but it does. Me and B are supposed to compete to glue these light bulb contraptions on to the sides of the tank, but we get distracted. In the end, he wins, and I am very upset. We get in a fight. He points at himself and says "smart" and then at me and says "dumb". I storm off dropping f-bombs.

Dream 2:
I vaguely remember being in some sort of large inside play house.

Dream 3:
I am in a room that is my "knitting room". I am sleeping there, but I almost feel as though I shouldn't be. It is adjoined with more rooms in a building, but the other rooms aren't my. It is my office/some sort of workplace. A girl is here, even though it is really early in the morning, and I feel the urge to hide under my covers from her. She comes in later and tells me she wrote and expose on one of my coworkers dogs. I talk to my mom about this, and decide to prove the girl wrong by cooking some sort of dish with cheddar cheese on top of it. It works! Huzzah.

I woke up this morning at around 8 AM, and realized that I had once again failed to have a lucid dream, and only remembered a little bit of one dream about getting really drunk on beer, working at a cash register for a really long line of people, and messing around with two friends. I was so frustrated that I told myself "You are not leaving this bed until you have had another dream, and it had better be lucid". So I lay back down in bed, but I couldn't go to sleep again for another half hour (because I really wasn't tired anymore).

Finally, I managed to get back to sleep.

FIRST LUCID DREAM:

I am shopping for a present for my brother in a strange store, but there's nothing very good for him, and one PEZ dispenser costs 10 dollars. They keep boarding up the shelves so that I can only see stuff through the side. I find an awesome skirt that makes you look like Kairi from Kingdom Hearts, but when I look back they've all turned into other articles of clothing.

I walk into another part of the store and do a reality check of plugging my nose and breathing. I realize it works and am SUDDENLY LUCID! YAAAY! I do the things that I read about not to lose it, so I try to spin around and look at the rest of the dream, but it fades out a little as I do this and I feel myself waking up. So I don't do anything. I don't move a muscle and I don't open my eyes, I just start to visualize until the supermarket fades back in around me.

This time I try the undressing trick that I've read about, but I only manage to take off my shoes - the rest is too difficult.
I'm too worried to try walking through any doors, as the dream feels very fragile to me. I remember I wanted to try and find M in my dream, so I imagine him being in the other room, and I call out his name loudly. It makes me wonder if my real body is yelling as well.

As I turn the corner I see him, but his back is too me and he walks into a freezer. This frightens me, and I'm worried that if I get too frightened I will wake up, so I don't follow him. I walk back into the supermarket and notice how clearly I can hear the music coming through the loudspeakers. I walk out the doors and am at the beach.

I wake up. And do a happy dance!! Yaaaaay!!!!

Date: 11/09/11
Time: -
Memory Clarity: 5/10

Our class is standing in two long lines at the back of our school hall, as though we're about to put on a concert. We're not really doing much but I was trying to put my arm around the person to my left, I have no idea who it was or what gender they were or if they were even a person. Eventually after a while of doing that, some people bring in what everyone describes as 'midgets.' As they are brought in, I see that they are tiny tropical birds, all brightly coloured. They sit on the stage near us, and they have clear, human voices. I wanted to stare at them but I knew I shouldn't cause they were 'midgets'. Two people from my school then sing a duet in which they pretend to kiss - the song is essentially 'Can You See the Love Tonight'.

Memory Clarity: 7/10

My brother has invited an absurd amount of people over to the house, and instead of having a party or whatever, they all simply want to sleep over. So my family room has mattresses and blankets everywhere, with people in them, and although I don't actually go there, I'm aware that my brother's room is the same deal. For some reason instead of sleeping in my room, I have to find a spot in the family room among everyone else. I see a couple of chairs with blankets on them, but when I pull back the blankets there are people sleeping there. I eventually find a spot on the floor, and watch as my brother plays a racing game with 11 of his friends. The set-up is that 6 are playing on the Xbox in the family room, and 6 are on the one in his room. My mum comes in and tells me to go to bed, but after heatedly negotiating I avoid this.

I am at home, and on a whim I decide to take our Harley-Davidson motorcycle (which we dont actually have) and ride it around the neighbourhood, naked. It's late at night so I assume I won't be seen much, however unfortunately as I pull out the neighbour is returning home, and sees me, and then when I'm riding around I happen to come across almost everyone I know at various points. This dream was very frustrating as it was very vivid, and I thought it was completely real, and so I was extremely annoyed at the astronomical odds that on one night I could see so many people that I know. They were seperate too, not in a group or anything, but rather all there on their own business, unconnected. It was the kind of dream that, after I woke up, I was immensly relieved that it hadn't happened and I wasn't about to be embarrassed by everyone.