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I took dream leaf again, the alternative method really seems to work for me. Take a red pill the previous night and then the next night (which was last night) take the blue pill right before bed and then dream. I had a series of dreams, some of them repeated but there was something a little different each time so here we go.

1st dream: I hanged out with a childhood friend named Jet and another friend (who I knew in the dream world but not in the real world) we were kid of offroading with a jeep somewhere out in the boonies and it lasting long enough for day to turn to night, around night time I pulled out my phone and explained I wanted to record what we were doing and we came across this large mountain, it was sitll in the distance but it turns out to be a Volcano and it erupted and large amounts of black smoke and very hot stones poured out of it and they kept we kept driving toward it and a very hot rock landed on my stomach and it burned and I said to turn around and we did. We had to do something and take a drug test later the next day but we decided to get really really high anyway (weed people calm down) and so we went for the drug test still very high and there were a lot of people who had to do it but this test was different then normal drug tests we had to sit at a desk and spit into a test tube but not only that we had to put a manikin arm in the tube and it would change colors depending on if we were high or not and also it would inscribe in the arm our names and birthdays. For some reason it enscribed the wrong birthday (my real birthday is Jan 16th 1996, but it said Jan 16th 1949) and trust me, in my dream I was still my young self. The guy next to me was for some reason FaZe Apex and we talked a little bit and my arm started to change colors very fast and it was like neon weird colors and Apex said "this guy is still really high wtf" and it got to a point where everyone was trying to take the test tube away because I was sitting there staring at the changing colors for a long time, I said hold on and I put it down and my dream ended.

I had two lucid dreams but neither of them lasted very long, for some reason I would realize I am dreaming but before I could change anything I would wake up in a different dream and the thing that makes it even more weird is I was thinking about lucid dreaming WHILE I WAS DREAMING and I didn't recognize that I was dreaming in most of my dreams.

1st dream repeat: This one was about going offroading again in the open jeep but instead of my childhood friend it was one of my current best friends (lets call him Alex) and the other dude was the same, I didn't know his name but somehow we were friends. We had to run down this large hill to get to the jeep and it turned into a race so what I did was I jumped off part of the cliff instead and I had that suit that can make a person glide down, it had like flying squirl arms and legs and I flew over Alex and I was like "I am winning!" Both of my friends said I was nuts but I pulled the parachute last minute and landed perfectly next to the Jeep. I got in the passenger and Alex got in the back we drove around a lot and as day turned into night I started recording on my phone again, this time there was no Volcano but we got into a clearing in a wooded area and we stopped, at this point I realized I was dreaming and I just said "You know, you guys are my best friends." I didn't get a response because when I turned around they were gone and I was alone by myself and Darkness started to envelope my world and my dream ended. I think the part of me that is so very alone started to kick in once I realized I was dreaming and it took away my friends and said "you don't deserve to be happy, you don't deserve to be with friends."

2nd dream, it was very short, I woke up and I was a kid sitting in a bus with other kids and we were going on a field trip, I talked about my dreams but every other kid was mean and was a bully to me. I didn't let it bother me and I just woke up in a different dream. which was another repeat of dream 1.

I had put on waterproof mascara and I tried to wash it off in the shower but it didn't come off so I started rubbing my face with my hands. The mascara smeared onto my chest until it was solid black. My boyfriend was wanting to leave then so I just put on my jacket and left with the mascara still all over my chest.

I was on a field trip and the professor said it was free time to go do whatever we wanted to. I went into a discount store and saw some stuff in there that I thought my mom had made. My mom unexpectedly showed up. She was at least two hours away from home. We walked around the store together and talked some. We went into another store. I vaguely remember shopping in a thrift store and picking up some items but I don't think I bought anything.

I had a dream about being in a college classroom but I don't remember much else about that one.

Then I was doing an assignment in a grocery store where I had to write stuff about the items in the store. I didn't fully understand what the assignment directions were but I think I had to write about 100 items. I was having trouble doing the assignment because I didn't understand and didn't know what to write. I was thinking I had to write about every item in the store. I wrote about some tableware. I wrote something like "Rich people can set their table with different dishes every day because they have so many different sets." All of the things I wrote about had something to do with rich and poor people. I thought that I would write that poor people use ketchup to add calories to their diets. I couldn't figure out what to write about potatoes. I was going to write poor people eat a lot of potatoes because they are cheap but then I thought that rich people might eat a lot of potatoes too so that is an example of why I was having trouble doing the assignment.

Later I was in a car with some girls and they were talking about how the assignment was so easy. I didn't have time to finish my assignment but then I realized that I wasn't even in college anymore so the assignment didn't matter. I went into a store with the girls and we saw a semicircle shaped trampoline with a canopy over it. I was wondering if people could have sex under there without anyone seeing. Apparently the other girls were wondering the same thing because they urged me and another girl to pretend we were having sex under there so we did. The other girls looked from outside the canopy and were like "No, it looks like people are having sex under there." Then the girl I pretended to have sex with started talking about how she needs plastic surgery and the other girls said "No you don't." She had short blonde hair and the makeup she wore did make her look pretty though she had a mannish looking jaw.

Then I knocked on some Asian's guys office door because I needed to talk to him but he said he had to leave and he left. Then a white girl with long wavy blonde hair came and wanted to talk to me and insistently asked me if there was a room available where we could talk so finally I opened the Asian guy's office door and said we could talk in there. She started talking to me about stuff. The Asian guy came back but was embarrassed and walked away because he thought we were doing something weird. I told the other girl to hurry and go get him because I needed to talk to him. The girl told him and he said he will come back later. Then an Asian girl with part of her hair up in a ponytail and part down walks in and starts talking to me. I try to listen to her but the white girl is still talking to me and is mad that I interrupted the conversation. The Asian girl is mad because I am not fully listening to her. I am looking weird trying to keep one eye on each of them and listen to them both at the same time. I stop them both to ask each of them to repeat what they said. They were both talking about the same thing, the cancer fundraiser. Then the Asian guy comes back and we all start talking about the fundraiser together because we are all part of some committee to lead the fundraiser. Part of the fundraiser involves trading a secret for a donation. The most popular secret to give away is what table you are sitting at because the college students want an opportunity to network with the people who are in charge of the fundraiser. One of the girls wrote down her table number on a form. I said I didn't have any secrets and I didn't want to give away my table number because I don't like to talk and I want to sit at a table by myself and if anyone sits at my table I am not going to say a single word. Then I put my hand over my mouth. The Asian guy laughed at me but I was thinking that no college student would benefit from networking with me because I don't know anyone and am not part of any network. This was a continuation of some dream I must have forgotten because I remembered the table number thing from a dream I had before.

And somewhere in there among these other dreams, I had a common dream that I have been having lately, which is camping in a camper with my family members, this time including my parents, brother, his wife, and my two nieces. One thing I remember was my younger niece showing us how their camper was stocked with canned foods.

I had more than two dreams but two are how many I was able to remember after I got up.

First I was camping on the beach with a group of people. Everyone's camping spot was a hole dug into a sand dune. Everyone picked their own sand dune and dug their own hole in it. We were camping quite close to the ocean. It was night time. I went to dig my hole, but the camp leader said I was too far out; I needed to move closer to the others because in front of that area, in the water, are lots of clams, and the water is full of minerals. I walked out into the water a little way to see if I could find any clams but I didn't see any. Near the camping area was a hotel that I would walk to because it had a better bathroom than the campsite, which only had an outhouse. Then later, in a fragment connected to this dream, near the hotel I saw someone running and thought it was on a long hiking trail, but it turned out just to be a very short loop, like only a quarter of a mile or less, that the man was running around.

Next I was in a classroom and the professor gave us an assignment that involved going to the bowling alley, picking groups, and then bowling, and then writing about it. I arrived at the bowling alley and still hadn't picked a group yet because I didn't want to. A group of about three girls walking in front of me into the bowling alley all had the exact same shade of pink nail polish I had (I wasn't wearing pink nail polish IRL); I noticed because the door was heavy and we had to all hold the door open to get through. I got in line behind the girls at the counter where you could purchase snacks and bowling games. I got two chocolate chip cookies. I tried to find an empty bowling lane that I could go to by myself so I wouldn't have to pick a group but all the lanes were filled so I sat down near two girls, and a guy sitting off to the side, and thought I would ask them to be in my group when I got around to it.

I sat at a table and ate half of my chocolate chip cookie before I got full and decided to share the rest with the two girls and the guy and to persuade them to be in my group. I went to the restroom which was cool and had a cool sink, cool green soap, and a hand dryer that looked like a hair dryer. I bought four games of bowling for $4 and asked my group members what kind of music they liked because the bowling games came with different musical soundtracks that played while you bowled.

Then we were all sitting at tables doing our writing assignments. When I handed mine to the professor he frowned and said "What's this?" I had drawn arrows into the margins where I had written commentary and notes on my writing assignment so I told him it was commentary and notes. He said that isn't part of the assignment and he wrote something on my paper in pink pen that said that I had permission to turn in the paper one day late without points being taken away. So I took the paper back and started erasing the commentary and notes.

I was preparing for a sleepover with my nieces and their friends. There were two campers that we were going to sleep in so I guess we were camping and I realized I didn't want to have a sleepover with them but it was too late.

I was raking up something nasty. I think it was small pieces of dead, burnt animal carcass.

I was at the beach preparing for an ocean kayak race. Some person was showing the group the formation we were supposed to take before the race began. As we were loading up the kayaks I wondered if mine was stocked with food in case I got lost in the ocean.

I was at the beach playing in the ocean. Some kids were there playing in the ocean too. A big wave swept over me and I started doing back flips in the wave and though I wasn't under for long, I couldn't hold my breath anymore so I found my way to the surface. I wanted to jump off a high cliff to land deep into the ocean but I thought there would be a shark.

Then I wanted to go skimming but I didn't have my skimboard so I decided to walk to a nearby beach store and buy a cheap one. But I wasn't where I thought I was and there wasn't a beach store within walking distance. I drove to a grocery store and looked for a skimboard but there wasn't one in there. Then I thought there might be a skimboard in the trunk of my car but I looked and there wasn't one. Being at the beach without a skimboard happens to me a lot in dreams so it might be a dream sign.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream Fragment - I remember having a dream where I was playing guitar and I seemed to have broken a guitar string. The 6th string E (the top one). I noticed when I was playing that the sound stopped in a string and upon closer inspection it came off.

Dream 1 - Running and Cats
This dream seems so fragmented in places and I feel like it may have been 2-3 dreams but I just can't figure out the boundary between them. The first one is where I'm running around a lot. It's my main mode of transportation (walking and running in RL) and I use it to run up road to the top of a grassy hill. There's a barn-like building somewhere around. I remember looking across to the valley ahead and knowing that I would run up there as it's apparently a shortcut. It's a steep ascent but I should be fine. It seems to skip further ahead into the dream (or I just forgot everything) and I've arrived at the top of the hill again. This time an old residential hall friend called Luka was there. He seemed like he had matured a lot. I haven't got a clue what we talked about, but he's going the way I just came and I was going to take the shortcut. I notice that the place is a lot busier than it used to be, it's summer or something and a bunch of campers have come here. As I turn around and head to the shortcut the bottom of the hill becomes visible (it goes downslope and then back up across the valley side). The usual empty barn place is full with people around putting up tents. God damn it. I can't go that way anymore since I'm not technically allowed to travel this way and I don't want to get caught. I decide I'll run and catch up with Luka again, he can't have gone far. I sprint my way after him, but wow there are a lot of tents. Suddenly I find myself just leaping around dodging over the lines holding tents up. There's an outrageous amount of them... I make it to the dirt road I usually use to get up the hill. I'm still sprinting + jumping acrobatically around, there's a bunch of lines that increase in density along this road. I end up just doing these insane spinning flips all over the place O_O. Seems like I'm a professional acrobat in my dreams .

I don't know what happened next, but I'm somehow in a school-like gym which has running lanes for 50m. I think I run against an old classmate from high school who was ridiculously fit and pretty damn fast. I seem to outrun him now though, my speed is extraordinary.

I have no in what order this part occurred in within this dream, but I'm in a vehicle/room which has a row of seats on each 2 sides facing each other. They're packed with people chatting casually amongst themselves. The walls are white-metallic I think, I must be near the front I think (which is to my left, meaning I must be sitting on the left side of the vehicle). 3-4 metres to my right would be where the back exit for the vehicle is I think. I think I talk to someone on my left who is standing slightly. After our conversation he goes back to where he was supposed to be seat but my mom (who is sitting on the opposite side about 2 metres to my right) talks to him. I perk up my ears and try to consciously listen into the conversation. She says something like "Oh he's just hard to deal with because he is used to the personalities from game characters and stuff". O_O geeze mom, thanks. I talk loudly enough so they can hear me and say "Hey you know I can hear you right?", and I think she replies saying something "Oh now don't be like that". God damn it.

I'm in my house now in the family room, there's some kind of theme going on with cats. We seem to own maybe 2-3 cats in this house (in RL only 1, because 2 passed away nearly a year ago). Strangely there are a bunch of stray cats in our house though. There are also a few dream characters but I just can't picture who they were. There was a pair of girls and I think one was meant to be a cousin (I don't know any cousins), there was maybe a younger kid playing on the floor. I think maybe my mom was around too. These characters just seemed so hazy even in the dream, like they were barely existing and didn't have any background to them. One stray cat is a scrawny shaking ginger cat that has some similarities to the one we own in RL. The other stray was this crazy looking tomcat that was under the couch, it jumps at my hand and I literally spent a minute in dream time trying to pry its teeth and claws out of my hand. In the end it rips a chunk of flesh of and has these rip marks in its mouth. I think to myself that it must be rabid. At this point I realize I have to put these cats down and hack them apart (this scene was omitted in my dream, they kind of just ended up like that... Phew). There seemed to be a couple strays before that had left and it had made the pair of girls go searching for them, one was crying. I put the dead cats into a paper bag and know that I can't let the girls see them because it would just upset them. I decide to go round to the back of the house in order to bury them. I make my way to another room in order to sneak out but run into a new character, another girl. She pulls out a stray cat from underneath a couch. It has the ugliest snubby face ever and its fur is completely white and really fluffy. She's holding it by the scruff of its neck and it's pissed off and hissing at her, though not really able to resist. She says that they're keeping it, and in reaction to it hissing she said "it's just scared of the rain".. Huh? It's not even raining. It's hissing because it doesn't like you holding it -.-. I feel a little bit of regret for killing the cats even though one was rabid, but I question myself about why I killed the other one. Why DID I kill it? I couldn't think of an answer at all, it was just a scrawny malnourished cat

I feel like my recall improved slightly here but it was still pretty vague. Hopefully it should improve some more before the Sensei's competition begins. I'm really looking forward to the competition as it should hopefully help me become more excited and motivated to have my second LD and hopefully complete some basic tasks. I also have gotten a new, more comfortable matress to replace my old one which was roughly 30 years old. That should help me sleep more comfortably at night so I'm able WBTB more efficiently. Apart from that, nothing else has really been happening so onto the dream!

Non-Lucid
Questioning
Lucid

I'm in the car with my mother, she's driving me to school and we're chatting about something which I can't recall. We arrive and I get out of the car and make my way towards the gate. I'm suddenly in a bus and I sit down next a spare seat and just look at some people talking. I'm then put in an extremaly healthy, green looking field with a cream gravel path curving around ahead. I vaguely remember looking out over the field and seeing some mountains in the distance, it was beautiful. I start walking with M and we are talking about plans for some sort of event that was going to happen. After a small amount of time I realise a small group of about 5 of us have been sepearted from the rest of the class. We all follow the track for a while and we come to an edge. We all sit a couple meters away from it without looking over the edge. M tells me to jump and see whats behind it. I agree with him for no apparent reason. I run towards the edge and jump, to my surprise it's a campsite and the rest of the class is there. I land with a roll and sit down on one of the folding chairs that they have set up. I'm given a container with some stuff in it and I'm told to set up. If find M walking into the camp and ask him where to sit, he tells me theres only one to choose and I see that's the one I was sitting at earlier. The dream fades here.

There have been a couple of beautiful landscapes that I've encountered, not sure why but it's a welcome occurence. Once again, just aiming to improve recall and vividness of my dreams before I become lucid. I'm just happy to dream, I find it really fun regardless if it's lucid or not.

- Have my second LD.
- Have a conversation with a DC.
- Fly.

Dream - Lucid

I wrote down the words "Texas toast" and "3 sisters" in the middle of the night, but I remember nothing about it.

~

I was on a trip with my family and some extended family. I was sitting on a couch in a room. An ex-cousin (he was the son of my uncle's ex-wife) who in IWL was really mean to me when we were kids was there. I had a feeling he wanted to tell me he liked me and that he could now that we weren't family anymore, but I don't remember if he did or not. I was hoping he wouldn't.

Then, we were going to go somewhere in Oregon that had a warm beach (I don't think there's a warm beach anywhere in Oregon), but we had to camp in really cold and snowy parts of California to get there. I remember my brother being there with me. We were in the snow, and night was falling. You weren't supposed to be out of your tent at nightfall because it was dangerous, and because it would get way too cold. There were other people around camping as well. I believe everyone had separate tents. I was thinking about how it would get so cold, you'd have to really bundle up in layers before you got in your sleeping bag for the night. It's like there was a special way you were supposed to dress to sleep so you'd be warm enough.

We accidentally stayed out after dark. We were by an extinguished camp fire. All the sudden, this huge beast came out of nowhere and started to eat people out of their tents! The beast reminded me of Nunu from League of Legends (of course there's a League reference here ). My brother and I thought we were screwed; there was no way that beast wouldn't approach and eat us too. He then calmed down, though, and went into a tent to sleep. This was our chance to safely enter our tents without waking the beast. I grabbed mine and picked it up and started to carry it to a location further away from the beast. The beast then came out of the tent again. A speech thing appeared above his head that said "I'm starving!!!". He grabbed the person out of the tent next to him and ate him all in one bite. He then went back into his tent. Hopefully, we were safe now.

~

I was on break at work. I was taking my temperature with a digital thermometer. I put it in my mouth, highly doubting that I had a fever. I walked around and did a couple things while taking my temp. It beeped and I took it out to look at the screen. Wow! It said 111.12. Well, I guess I did have a fever after all. I touched my forehead and it was quite warm. I wasn't supposed to be working with a fever, but I didn't tell anyone yet.

I was then clocked back in at work. I was talking to someone else who worked there, a guy, who, when I think about it now, seems familiar but I can't remember who it is, about my fever. He then asked me which thermometer I used. There were 2 or 3 digital thermometers lying about, and one old school glass thermometer. I picked up one of the digital ones and gave it to him. He put it in his mouth to take his temperature. He put it under his tongue weird though, so I wasn't sure how accurate his would be. He was looking at my calendar that is on my wall IWL while he waited.

He then finished and gave the thermometer back to me. I took my temperature again. This time, I took it out, and it said 3.35. What? Maybe I didn't have a fever. Maybe I had been standing too close to the oven when I took my temperature before. Hmm...

I was then in the back with an old friend, Dakota. He was washing dishes. There were three different 3 compartment dish sinks back there, each used to wash a certain type of dish. I knew the deli used one as well. I don't remember the type of dish he was washing; it was some kind of white container-looking thing, and there were a lot of them. He was showing me how to do it, when to move it to another sink, etc. I wondered which one was the deli sink.

~

I was riding around on this red push lawnmower by holding onto the handle and standing on another part of the handle. I was outside of an apartment complex. I remember passing a black man whom I think also mowed the lawn before. I was going around the parking lot. I then went to the side of the building and pushed the mower into these long, clear plastic boxes that had plants around the outside of them. When I pushed the mower in, the plants would instantly become shorter and trimmed. Nothing fell off of the plants; it's like I would take the mower out, there'd be a short delay, and then part of the top of the plant would be gone. I kept doing in again and again in one box, making sure I got all the plants. I don't remember if I moved on to another box or not.

09-22-2014
Dream One
"Breakaway Beach"

I was walking around on the beach, along the base of a cliff-side that approached the shoreline. With the left side of my body hugging the wall, I began to notice that the tide was steadily coming in, toward me. I started shifting my path to the left, getting pushed in toward the cliff by the water which came further and further up onto the beach with every subsequent wave. Eventually questioning just where I was, and how I got to this beach, I realized I was dreaming. I tried to think of what my goal was, once I became lucid. I knew there was something I was intent on doing, but couldn't quite put my finger on it, at the time.

I was then distracted by the tide, which proved to be continuously rising, and I gradually started to climb up the side of the cliff as the water was now starting to flood the entire beach. The higher I climbed, the more the water level rose. It was soon breaking off large chunks of the cliff beneath me, causing me to scramble further, faster, toward the top. Looking down, I could see that I was a few dozen feet above sea level, but now I could see that not only had the tide come in, to cover the sand, but the clear, green-tinted waters of the shallow beach had turned almost black beneath me. This wasn't because the water, itself, had turned black, but because the shallow ground seemed to have completely dropped away, below the water, meaning that what once was a shallow beach in overwhelming tide, was now a deep, ocean trench. There was no hint of a ground beneath the surface. The water just stretched down into absolute nothingness.

Getting really disconcerted by my situation, being on a cliff-side over all this open water (which is a situation that always makes me uncomfortable, even when lucid), and with the ominous way this dream was heading, I lost all lucidity and just kept trying to climb higher and away from this crazy ocean.


Dream Two
"What Pills?"

I was camping with friends (my roommate, and his wife, I believe. We had all done some camping recently in waking life), and we had some swanky log cabin, which sat out in a clearing the center of the woods. Sometime during our trip, I was wandering around through the woods, eventually rounding my way back toward the cabin. On the way there, I looked down and found a clear, plastic bag on the forest floor. A few, dozen yards away, there was a service truck parked, facing me, which looked like it might belong to a ranger or worker or something. I could see that the driver had noticed me, but didn't explicitly seem to be paying much attention to me.

Inside the bag, I could what I knew, immediately, were 3-4 pills of ecstacy (which I used to do, back in the day, but I know that this particular part in the dream was inspired by a story my roommate just told me, this past weekend). I discretely reached down and picked up the bag, balling it into my hand so as not to broadcast what it was I had just acquired. Nonchalantly, I set my hands in my pockets and continued off on my walk. When I passed the man in the truck, he watched me out of the corner of his eye. Then, when I had gone by a good ways, he started up his truck, turned around and began following me.

The more he followed, the more nervous I got. Finally, before making it back to the cabin, I pulled out the pills from the bag and popped them all in my mouth, so that if the guy was a cop, I wouldn't get caught holding them, or seen tossing them. The guy pulled up and actually started heckling me, because he saw what I did, and he was joking about how fucked up I was about to be. I played dumb and told him that I didn't know what the hell he was talking about, then just continued off to the cabin. The guy turned around and left, seeing as how there was nothing he could have done at the time, even if he was a cop.

When I got back to the cabin, having actually held the pills in my mouth, and not eaten them, I spit them all out. Since they hadn't completely dissolved, I believed I saved myself from having been too messed up, at a time when I hadn't even planned on taking them. The others and I enjoyed the rest of our time, and even had a fun sparring session, out in front of the cabin. There was a point where I was hanging from a wooden platform, by my hands, and I was using my feet to fight off the other two, blocking and pushing them with kicks and evasive footwork. I also remember letting go with one hand, and only hanging by the other, and using that free hand to aid in holding my own against my friends on the ground. We also played a game where we threw sponges at each other like shuriken. LOL. I dunno. It was weird...but fun!

#311 - DILD - 12:48AM

I had these two lucid dreams while camping last night. I'm really excited about this because this is the first LD Ive had while camping let alone away from home. So awesome first for me!

The first one was a surprisingly long early LD which has been really rare lately. When I went to bed I was mildly drunk from earlier that evening. I did have some prebed peppermint tea mostly because it's just good and melatonin to help me sleep as I felt a little wired up because it was an early bedtime for me. I was shocked to become lucid even-though I had lucid dreaming on my mind, but I suppose it was a combination of light sleep, heavy ADA (for the past 10 days), and prebed goodies. I had totally planned a WBTB to enjoy some night time star gazing while I drink peppermint tea so I really wasn't trying to get lucid in the first part of the night.

I don't remember how this dream started but I find myself completely lucid in my ex-in-laws house. The feeling is that I either had a false waking or had a in-dream WILD. I am in the living room looking at my ex's mother, Karen. There are two kids running around that I assume are my daughters. I have some dialog and I'm feeling very mischievous. Karen seems to be afraid of me and wanting to ignore me. I told to say that she was a bitch. She repeats the line, "I'm a bitch." I find it amusing but the expression on her face kind of ruins it for me. Seems like a dumb mostly lifeless DC so I lose interest. I try to phase out the front door but the void over takes me so I go back in. I float around the room roaring and growling at Karen while she cowers on the recliner. I see her ceiling fan is on and I grab it as I float past. It flings me her direction and I take the opportunity to troll on her a little more. I land with my crotch in her face shouting "TEABAG!" Karen now looks like she is about to cry and this makes me feel a little bad for the whole thing. Feeling half crazy, I decide to control myself and leave. I have some fear that this entire dream will be in a place that I'd rather not be so I become more determined to leave. I remember that I wanted to work on my phasing so I chose to try to phase out the front door again. This time with purpose.

The same thing happen as last time but now I use the darkness of the void to form the front yard and driveway of their property from memory. It's familiar enough in my mind that this was an easy task. As I look deep into the void thinking of what I should see, the first image that forms is the wheel of the blue truck they once owned. I latch on to that and the rest clicks together. Things don't look quite like waking life but I let that go. There is some privacy fence and I think that I see my ex's brother out of the side of my vision. I turn my head to look as I run to the street but no one is there. When I look back in front of my there is a slight feeling of dizziness and the dream gets a little momentarily unstable. Not wanting to give power to instability and making it worse I continue on as if nothing happened.

I wander the neighbor by doing long slow hulk jumps to get around. Things looks mostly as it should but I felt directionless and lacking any good ideas. The only goal that I could recall was wanting to invent and terrorize other nearby campers but that was only if I had and OBE lucid. I become amused when I remember that my body isn't really in this place. I'm actually in a tent in the woods asleep! I'm also excited when I remember this is the first camping LD. I land on a rooftop and survey the area. I am now at the main road/intersection. I decide that maybe I could terrorize someone nearby.

There's a slight memory gap here but I think I must have spotted a lone woman walking on the street because the next thing I recall is running up behind her. I tell myself that I am monster. No. I'm a vampire! I feel myself grow powerful and larger. My nails become claws and my teeth grow. When I get close enough I bite down hard on the nape of her neck and suck. But instead of the flow of blood, I feel warm feminine skin on my lips and the suction is like I'm giving her a hickie. I become aroused and close my eyes as I put my hand in her crotch.

I stop myself from letting this continue like it is and leave the woman. I have a thought much like a daydream in the waking world but see the scenario play out before me. The woman who was only mildly attractive doesn't die but becomes a super beautiful vampire. We have a sexual connection because I was the one to turn her. We are now in some lumber yard. I watch from the shadows as she quickly turns three men to vampires. I become angry when I think that she now has a sexual connection to them. Jealously? Was lucidity slipping?

I jump on top of a large stack of plywood an begin looking for the woman to confront her on her actions. I find her on another stack and jump over to her. She goes into a low crouch as I move in close and I pause when we meet. Her face is in my crotch. I realize I am still aroused and she surprises my by opening the front of my jeans. I enjoy the sensation as I close my eyes. Again, I realize what I am doing and stop it before I have a wet dream.

When I open my eyes I am now standing over a toilet in some type of outhouse made of plywood. I turn to leave and I hear a woman's voice, "Yeah... that's a huge one." It sounds as if she was responding to something someone said. I recognize the voice as OpheliaBlue and assume I was listening to a DV podcast the whole time. I am totally confused now and wonder when I stopped listening to the first part of the conversation. I feel the earbuds in my ears and I strain to listen to the other person speak. What I get is the voice of one of the guys from GetLucid! US. He says, "One on water. One on water. One on water." I struggle to make sense of what he is saying as it turns to, "One to one. One to one." Then it becomes more garbbled like, "wonnaone" and "wonnawomanone" as I slowly wake up I realize my son had started snoring. The sound of seemed to match the pattern of the man speaking in my dream. I had to laugh at that.

This is the first time I write in my online Dream Journal, but I wrote down my dreams before (unconsciously).

Quick background about this dream (my dreams in general). I dream, mostly, about a character named Fabiënne (also named Vivian, Evy or even Rebecca aka me). This dc is also a character in my stories (I write fantasy stories, mostly based on my dreams), this character is 'me' loosely in a way. Next I have another story/dc character Damon (or Adrian) who I dream about a lot. He is Fabiënne's boyfriend (or potential boyfriend).

My latest dreams (I have a dream and keep dreaming about the same story or subject for a week or longer) were about Fabiënne (or I, I am seeing this from her POV) and Damon. They were camping in a camper and they were hiding from a organization (this is a long on going subject that is difficult to explain and also is part of my made up story I write IWL).
I was shot in her abdomen and is now wrapped in bandages. It is unclear how the bandages came their, if the bullet is in my body or who shot me. I am sleeping on a bed that also has a function as a table (in a camper you can apparently make your dinner table into a bed, I don't know I have never been camping in a camper). I feel save and happy (this I can acutely feel as if I'm in a Lucid dream). I am also in a bit of pain, sore, like muscular pain (this I can't feel for real, I just know I am in pain or supposed to be sore).

I hope you guys like my dream. You can ask questions (for example about my stories) or comment if you experienced something like this as well. =D

I dreamed that I went camping with my mom. We gathered all the gear and were setting up the tent together. I remember thinking that everything would be a little different without my Dad there. Setting the tent up wasn't as easy, and the bedroom spaces seemed larger without him. It's the first time in a dream that I've really acknowledged that my dad is gone. It was in the back of my dream-self's mind that it was our first time camping without him.
In all the other dreams I've had so far, he was either alive or, at worst, dead but present.

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid , Side notes.

Night Music:
So this dream i had last night, it was decently long and there was more to it then i remember. All i remember is the end, how annoying D: . Oh well, here's what i remember. I was outside on my farm, it was night and i was in a tent. I had headphones on and was listening to strange music, i felt that the music might have been to keep myself from hearing the sounds from my surroundings and instead, only hear my music. Which is weird, but either way, i get out of the tent and starting reading these stories and then i would cover them in some sort of sticky liquid and place them on some sort of stand.

Monkey D Luffy:
In this dream , i was monkey d luffy from one piece. Me and my crew were waiting by some shop. The shop eventually opens and i go in and have a chat with the owner and such, but before i know it, my crew has already left in the ship. Now i start running outside toward the shore. Between me and shore are pointy small mountains and the tide goes really high so it fills the gaps between the mountains. As i run over there, i get caught in the coming tide and i can't move because well.. i have the ability of the devil fruit and therefor cant swim. Either way, the ship comes back, and the next thing i know, we're all competing to earn black belts in some martial art or something.

I don't normally write down my dreams in the middle of the night because I've just been too lazy. But last night I woke up twice––once at about 2 AM and again at about 5 AM and remembered a couple of dreams each time. This time, I forced myself to write them down on my iPod so I wouldn't forget them. So, I remembered a total of four dreams last night, which is pretty good for me!

1. I’m filming a TV show with my friends, which I believe included Sarah Jayne, Cara, Megan, and Luna. The TV show is supposed to be semi-autobiographical I guess––that is, I think it’s supposed to be based on reality, even though it isn’t really but oh well. Supposedly we’ve been working on this TV show for a long time and now we’re nearing the end of the whole series. In the episode we’re filming, Sarah Jayne becomes a police officer. We’re all walking down the street together and Sarah Jayne is in the lead, talking into a walkie-talkie and being all police officer-y. There's apparently some criminal after us. We run down some stairs that lead down into a subway. Right about when the criminal is about to catch up to us, we stop filming. We all sit down on the stairs and start laughing and crying with joy, because we are overwhelmed since we're getting near the end of the show.

2. My family and I are camping out at what I think is supposed to be my grandparents’ house. My little siblings are all sleeping in tents. Annabelle and Teddy spill mini candy canes in their tent. I can’t actually see inside their tent since I’m standing on the outside, but I hear my parents scolding them about it and I see the half-empty bag of candy canes on a table nearby.

3. I'm at this weird dance place and I'm dancing with some random girl. And then we all have to switch partners and I have to dance with this really tall guy with a beard and a hat. Everyone laughs at us because of the height difference, because he’s like three feet taller than me. We're doing some kind of line dance. Suddenly there are lots of little kids around, and we all start to randomly sing.

4. I’m supposed to go to drawing class but I wake up late. I go to this weird little bathroom that’s like a small wooden cabin built into the middle of the house. I see Sarah Jayne and we get on this wagon thing, which we apparently use to get to class. We ride through a field and this guy gets onto the wagon with us. He’s supposedly my teacher and he says this time he can excuse me for being late, but next time he won’t.

We’re riding through a field and suddenly there are all these weird hybrid creatures walking by––like cows and giant chickens with human legs (who are also wearing clothing) and also couples of people sharing one pair of legs. We start following these creatures around. One of the weird chicken creatures starts peeing corn kernels. Sarah Jayne and I thin this is funny and we have some conversation about eating poop for some reason. Then we stop and talk to this lady who apparently made all these creatures and she explains to us how she did it. Something about sewing them together or something sketchy like that.

01-23-2013 -- I'm on some sort of church camping trip with Mike Sullins and the gang. I'm not sure, but I think I was an adult for the whole dream, kind of helping to oversee the trip, and it has been an OK trip, but not fabulous. We're loading up the bus to head back to the church, and I find myself trying to half claim one of the front seats. I am given the front bench on the passenger side, which is fine. Some little kid who may be the pastor's son is given the spot just under the bar that I used to love as a kid, but it doesn't bother me as I couldn't fit there as an adult, anyway.

Mike is driving, and the trip home from the usual camp (from dreams, didn't go camping with this church in real life) seems very short, only taking around 45 minutes, when it always seemed the trip used to take 1 1/2 to 2 hours. Soon we're pulling into the church parking lot, and starting to unload the bus, while waiting for parents to come and pick their kids up. I'm probably waiting for everybody else to be picked up, before I get a ride home on the bus.

Mike is going on and all about how good the Boy Scouts are, and how great the trip was, and stuff like that. He seems to be dressed in a scout master uniform, and the pastor's son is in a scout uniform. But something is said that seems to tick the kid off, and he suddenly stalks out of the room, down the driveway, and out to curb on Page Avenue.

He starts angrily calling for his dad, the pastor, who is standing about 20 feet away, but doesn't seem to hear him. This amazes me since I am much further away, and inside the building, but I can hear him just fine. After three loud calls, his father hears him, and walks over and picks him up. He talks to him and comforts him a bit, then puts him back in the room where I am waiting around.

The boy is maybe four or five, and he starts playing with a little girl who is maybe six or seven. Soon they're wrestling a bit, and there seem to be hints of Indian Wrestling in their play, but other forms of wrestling, as well. Somehow it overflows, and I am something of an innocent bystander, as I soon find myself lying on the ground, half-restrained, with them undoing my pants for some reason.

Right at that moment, the assistant pastor busts in, and starts ranting and raving, and wants to know what the Sam Hill is going on! I think he feels something wrong, sexually, is going on, as they are undoing my pants, and I try to defend myself by saying maybe I should have put a stop to things sooner, but I wouldn't have let it go any further if they had tried to pull down my pants, but he seems to blame the kids and feels they are being very evil, and I am only being foolish.

"What if they'd used super glue on you?" He demands. "It could have taken us hours to free you. Or even days if we couldn't get the proper solvent!" He keeps ranting on and on about how bad the kids were, and how could I have allowed this, and it is the story oh Jonah and the Whale all over again! I don't see it as the same thing at all. I don't see how that story ties in, and I don't see any of it as all that bad, but he just won't listen at all.

Finally I have had enough, and like the kid before me, I stalk out of the the room, step over a tiny fence (maybe a foot or a foot and a half tall, more decorative than anything else), and to the curb on Page Avenue, just like the pastor's son, before me. The assistant pastor is calling after me, trying to stop me from going, and not getting why I was so upset with him, but I won't listen, and I keep on my way. I walk down Page to Stanton, then walk under the freeway overpass, before making my way down Calendula and into the flower tract.

I don't know what the big deal is ... I don't agree with the guy, but its not like I don't still plan to attend church next week, or anything. But strange things are happening. People start trying to push me or grab me. The area is turning into a cross between a sort of an old age home and an apartment complex, though the entire neighborhood I am walking through is nothing but single family homes. But somehow I find myself in the apartment complexes behind the church, instead of in the neighborhood I was walking through. [The apartment complexes that aren't there in real life, but have been in lots of dreams.]

In past dreams these apartment complexes have had fun things and nightmare-style things happen in them. In this dream, they are bad things. I find myself arguing religion and politics with people, while going through unpleasant chase bits that seem to go on forever (though I think they really are pretty short.) At one point I am being grabbed an restrained by nurses because they don't agree with my principles, but soon they are turning into attractive-but-old-fashioned school teachers who have a sort of Stepford Wives sort of vibe to them.

I burst out of one apartment complex into a sort of hilly area, where I find myself trying to cross the hills while avoiding dangerous flaming horses. Since they are in groups of four, they just might be the four horses of the apocalypse. Strange and spooky. At first I try to hide from them, but then I find four of them right next to me in a wide open space, so all I can do is ignore them and hope they ignore me, or if they don't, hope I'm powerful enough to survive them.

The entire time, both political and spiritual arguments continue to go on in my head. I manage to get out of the hills and into another of the apartment complexes, but I'm still being chased by the old-fashioned brunettes, who are trying to wrestle me to the ground and restrain me. I don't understand why I find myself saying it, since it still seems to me that he was the nut, and the one in the wrong, but I suddenly speak out loud and say "Fine! I'll apologize to the assistant pastor."

A gap appears in the brick-wall corridor I am in, and I stumble into the lot of the construction supply company directly behind the church, free from all the people chasing me. "On Sunday, after church," I mutter to myself. 50 pound bags of cement start dropping on me. "OK, OK, right now." The cement stops dropping on me, and I claim over the brick wall into the church parking lot.

I approach one of the elders of the church and ask where the assistant pastor is, and he says he left about 15 minutes ago. He looks at me and says something like "You don't look like a process server, but I'm still not going to tell you where he lives or give you his phone number." I end up back in the same room, waiting (perhaps for a day or two) until the assistant pastor shows up again. "Really, God?!?" I kind of announce to the sky.

"Hey Dude! Don't disrespect the Lord!" I find a slightly angry hippie kind of shushing me. "Yeah? Let me tell you a story!" And I proceed to relate the entire dream to him, while he looks more and more flabbergasted as I go on. There are several others here, who also look more and more shocked. As I finish my tale, I look at them, all staring at me in amazement, and ask "Don't tell me the same thing happened to all of you?"

"Oh no, man," the hippie says. "Nothing like that happened to me. Not in the specifics. But in the overall, yeah, man. We're all here to apologize to the assistant pastor because we wouldn't listen to him, man! It's weird!"

Camp:
I don't exactly remember this dream all that well all I know is that I was going camping with my scout troop and we had to fill out a small packet. There were also other campers there.

Flying:

(First day of the new year and a lucid dream! THings are looking up for me!)

I was driving my Dad's car (I'm 14 in real life) and I knew that I shouldn't be, but I was just trying to get back to my house. When my dad caught me at a hotel, he said that he was very disappointed in me. When I was standing outside of the hotel with him, everything just felt weird and so I did my hand reality check and sure enough, my hand had four fingers. However, instead of doing my real task which is to transform myself, I decided to fly. Alas, at least for now, my flying would not work, I could only jump slightly higher than usual.
It's funny actually because the hotel's printed slogan on the side of the building was "Providing rest for DC's"
Anyways we went in and my flying attempts still failed. I then thought "Hey, lets just ask for one" Sadly this didn't work for now. Me and my dad walked down through and airport were we met up with my mom. My grandma was also there and when she asked if I was happy to see her I said "Not right now, I'm lucid dreaming!" Walking inside of Walmart now, we also met up with my 8 year old sister, who when I asked for a jetpack, she made one out of thin air and gave it to me. If only I was that good. I used it to fly around and kill the piggies from Angry Birds that were now flying around as well. When I had finished this, I flew down opened a bucket, and a giant veggie monster made out of grapes and the like coming out of it hypnotized snake style. After a little bit of him coming out I shut the lid back on him. Then I woke up.