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I'm at some sort of huge comic/videogame convention, but it's different....like real. Scenery changes to a fantasy land, I see people sitting and drinking at a tavern, and it triggers lucidity. Duals are going on both in real life and on video games. I slowly transformed into Auron with my residual clothing technique. People who saw me were super intimidated. Not bad. I continued walking around looking for a challenge, and saw this room littered with street fighter joystick boxes. All of them had Dalhsim, and I couldn't help but laugh at everyone who had to buy one at the last minute. There was this guy there. Dressed in all black leather, black hair, skin was pale. He had a smug look on him, and he was waiting for me to attack. I lunged forward, and he blocked it with his hands, and threw me back. Then he pulled out a sword and gun and started shooting at me. I dodged the bullets, but was caught off guard that this guy was using real weapons. Maybe my weapons were real...I'm not sure...control is fading. This guy is just owning me with ease. He uses a spell that threw a swarm of killer clams at my ankle, and they munch away at my flesh while heading up it. I knock them off with my sword, but all they do is disappear and reappear back on my ankle. The DC is laughing at me saying I can't do anything..... Oh Hi Irken I'm in a random small class room, and I just rolled up a fat blunt. It's like the size of a hotdog, but it's falling a part. I take a hit, and realize I'm going to need to doctor it up. I head to the sink and put some water on my hands and try to reshape everything back in place (I really don't think I would have had enough spit to work it right) and Irken walks in. He wanted to smoke, and he bought his own. I told him I had to finish putting this crap together, and we'd hit it. Some other random DC comes in, so I put it out, and hid it. Meanwhile he was talking about some math class that he had, and I asked him "was it calculus?" He said yes, so I pulled out my book and asked him if that's the one needed....he did, so I decided to sell it to him for only 20 bucks. I knew it was at least resalable for 80 but it's all good. Then my bro comes in with a huge box that has all these games in it. I don't know if they're demo's or what but I ask him "why does gamestop always hook you up". He then tells me about how much he spends there on average. I don't know what to do with the stuff, because I only have old school systems.

Just to catch up on a few dreams I missed recording recently....

October 31

Fragment - "Weed smoking at some school with creepy guy who wants cheese pizza, blue teddy bears on the highway? The rest of us eat pepperoni." All I remember about this dream is seeing those blue teddy bears, they looked very trippy and weird. >.>

The Sacred Stream [Non-Lucid]

I was with M and at least one or two other people (who I think was/were imaginary) and after driving in my car a bit and then getting out to walk around we fell way down over the side of this huge cliff. We landed on a rock formation around half way down that had a stream flowing down it and started drinking it, and I believe M who noticed that it was, in fact, alcohol. o.o I took some large handfuls myself and it was freaking delicious! Unfortunately, when we climbed down from it to the ground there was some "tribe" of people there talking about how they were pissed at us from drinking from their sacred river, and then they started shooting at us. (I can't remember if it was just guns or poison darts or what, it's been too long now.) My first car just happened to be parked nearby so we all ran to it and hopped in and I started driving us away, though for a second I got really distracted by the fact that the headlights wouldn't work (), but then they finally did (). We pull off to the road and finally get away, but then I start feeling odd so I pull off to the side and look at my cellphone. Everything on the screen is fluctuating wildly, letters, shapes, and colors start switching around and pulsing and I realize that I'm hallucinating really hard. (In actually, technology usually malfunctions like this for me in dreams. ) I felt like I'd ingested something toxic and M was trying to look after me while I felt colder and weaker, but shortly thereafter I woke up.

November 1

Incredibly Fragmented Lucid [DILD]

"Stabilizing in a house...."

How disappointing is that. ._.

November 3

Pitted Against One Another [Non-Lucid]

I was part of some futuristic battle where people all fighting for their own personal causes were pitted against each other even though they had no hard feelings against each other, and I ended up fighting this one guy in a mall who was trying to set himself free of the hurt that he had because, apparently, he had taught every single person who died on a plane on 9/11 to read and speak English and he hadn't gotten over their deaths. o.o When I had to unfortunately defeat him, he, like, dissolved into blue code while telling me this story....

I really wish I remembered more of that dream, but I didn't even write anything down when I woke up so that's pretty much all I've got now.

So I'm getting these texts from some girl who want's me to have sex with her. I want this to happen....in fact, I think I need this to happen. I consider it an act of God. Then I start questioning things. She says she's 17 and asks would I still be interested. I give in and say yes. She calls me, and I pick up right when she hung up. Fuck....I tried calling back. No answer. Now I'm wondering if this is some sort of set up. Then I'm thinking 'well i didn't go over there and initiate anything...so I'm good right?'. Anyways, class starts.

We're a dimly lit room (I've seen it before in dreams...in fact I've WILDed into it once.) and some professor is talking about different concepts of dreams. He's talking about mapping out things in a lucid vs. reality. He brings up the possibility of when we travel backwards...and uses a theory. I told him of a dream where I was "skating backwards" (actual dream I was running, and then flying) and even though the scene kept creating things, I was never going to be interrupted by a wall, because the brain never generates one.

He quickly interrupted me and said some mumbo jumbo and before I could get my two cents in, he turned on this music and everyone started dancing. WTF. Oh well. So I walked around the room a little bit....looking for someone to dance with. Noticed the Professor was totally gay....for Old guys.....WOW....time to move to a different area. I saw Mandy, and She looked totally different. From her hair, I was assuming this was the past, and I completely rationalized that I was in a different time in life.

We started talking and she said she was planning on visiting some foreign country. I told her about how she was going to do different things in her life, and she was smiling. And then this girl tapped me on the shoulder. She had light brown hair, with a look of slight disappointment on her face. She wore a skin tight white blouse, with a brownish skirt. She said "hey....weren't we supposed to meet up". I said I know...but the dream is going to end.

I'm walking down the street with a pistol and a shovel near D's house. D's sister comes out, and yells something, and throw's one at me. I blocked it...threw it back so it landed in a tree. She came up to the tree, and it dropped on her head right when she was under it. After she passed off, I left, but her brothers were chasing me. Once they realized who it was, they didn't do anything really.

I was watching this power puff girl styled cartoon based in Neverland that had a clip of some girl breaking up with a guy. The guy said "if you're really happy about it, then you should be able to fly". She took off into the air like it wasn't nothing, and I laughed.

LD that I'd rather forget.

I had a good number of dreams last night but I only wrote this one down.... I need to stop being lazy. But, at least this one was sort of fun.

Drawing As A Means Of Summoning? [DILD]

I don't remember the dream up to the part where I became lucid or even a little bit after it, just that it was at a school. I walked down some hallway to a door that should've led to a classroom, but instead it opened up to the stage of some TV game show with a full audience and everything. I was kind of nervous that walking through this door alone would make the dream unstable, so I went to grab a DC to take with me. I walked back out of the hall and found M and grabbed her hand and got her to follow me back. As I was running down the hall with M behind me I thought to myself something along the lines of "She better still be M when I turn around and see her again." and when we got to the door I checked and she was, but upon going through the door I noticed that it just led to a regular classroom now. I guess she wasn't what I should have been worried about changing. I got kind of mad and decided to take my feelings out on the unsuspecting room full of DCs, so I walked up to the chalkboard and drew a cat, like a really basic cat like you would expect a child to draw. I then wrote next to it "ATTACK!" and underlined it twice, and stepped back from the board. The cat's eyes suddenly went from normal circles to an angry expression, and then it crouched back and leapt off of the board, in slow motion, over on to one of the desks a DC was sitting at. Unfortunately, it was still slow and weak-willed, and the DC just kind of brushed it off. ._. I guess I should probably plan that out a little better next time, maybe draw a tiger or something instead. At that point I noticed that the dream was starting to become unstable as the environment seemed to be breaking into strange red runes that would flash all over the place chaotically, so I just started moving around grabbing things and DCs trying to regain some sensory input and re-stabilize things. It did increase the vividness somewhat, it saved the dream temporarily, but this part also gets kind of fuzzy. I also remember (and I THINK this was after the cat stuff, but I'm not 100% sure...) getting really horny and feeling the urge to masturbate, and I almost started but then I realized that that would be a totally pointless use of a lucid dream and it would probably wake me up. I also groped some girl with gigantic breasts for the fun of it at one point, I think it was right after that lol. Shortly after that (or the other thing if that happened before it, but I'm pretty sure that was last), I woke up.

This dream definitely made me consider some new aspects of summoning, like I put in the title. I wonder what else I could bring to life like that....

It started as a non-lucid dream which included my freaky dream sign, getting in trouble, but in an expanded edition including the fear of responsibility. Because they were dreams in a row, I can't properly recall all the really cool details or how all happened, but I have reconstructed a suffecient part of what happened.


At first, I find myself being father of a child in this age (15) engaged to another 15 year old skunk which I have got pregnant, without remembering any details. My parents and family were there aswell, and everybody was cool, just accepting this, without any grin at all, but I was starting to get depressed thinking how could I ever do this thing, and even was planning to kill the little fuck, who was just born, just to get rid of the responsibillity and keep on with my life. I was thinking all of those things and was frustrated, shocked that this has happened, because I am not that kind of person, I was slowly getting lucid.

Suddenly, I decide to perform a reality check, I do the noseplug and bam, I'm lucid. Thank god! It was all a dream! And now it's a lucid dream! So I roam around my house slapping my imaginary DC "wife" till she bleeds yelling "that's right bitch! It's aaaaall a dream! Where's the little bastard I wanna kill it!" And she didn't tell me because she was protecting it. It was my expectation. I didn't want to keep on wasting my dream, so I thought I'd stab her to the heart, but I couldn't do that to an innocent person, even a DC. So I jumped outside the window.

I tried to fly on fall, but no luck, I just landed slowly on the ground like a chicken. I decided I'd fly, no matter how, I have to. So I raised my right hand like superman and tried to accelerate myself to the front while roaming in the street. It worked while I was in the ground, I was super speedy, so I decided to lift up like an aircraft and that's what I did. I flew effortlessly up on to buildings and jumped from one another for fun! I even kinda climbed a transmission tower and jumped! Then I return to a close-to-ground attitude and flew around the city on places my brain was creating at the moment, and not anything existent. Then I saw a guy with a bicycle on an empty road and I started picking on him because I was flying and he had a bicycle! So funny...

After all these, I can't remember what really happened, I just remember that I woke up. I was on my bed thinking "wow, really cool DILD! I did some stuff on this one!" and I performed my regular noseplug reality check I do when I wake up. I was in a dream! It was a false awakening! I couldn't believe it! I was thinking "how can I be still sleeping?" It was crazy! Then I exited the house using my favourite route, the window! But I found myself in a totally different street, with many cars passing near me, so I went in front of them and started dancing! Some yelled at me and others slowed down, so I punched every car that passed near me. I broke some glasses with the punches, but they kept going.

Then I found some cops on the way hanging around with some traffic control cops. I thought I would take the gun from one of them and start shooting, but I didn't. I didn't care that much, but I tried to project a gun through my pocket, but no luck. I was too excited to think about doing stuff! But I had a talk with them DC cops! After that I can't remember anything else than waking up and finding myself on the sofa watching TV. My father was there aswell. For no reason I can remember than just questioning reality, I reality checked with noseplug.

I was still asleep! I couldn't believe it! Third dream in a row? Thats crazy! But I thought I wouldn't be able to remember all of the dreams I saw before, so I started dream recalling inside my dream. Meanwhile I was playing around and tried to switch on a light, It didn't work! But a totally different light switched on, so I went to switch that light's switch, hoping that the other light lights up! Nothing, but then I tried to switch it on with magic! Wooohooo! My hands started vomiting smoke and sparkles, like they were a tesla coil or something, and finally, it switched on. Then, I woke up.

This time it was real, I tried to deild, but no luck. I reality checked many many times, but it's reality. I'm still unsure! These dreams were long, really long, 10-15 mins each and really vivid, I just miss too many details because I was jumping from one dream to another. I'm sure I did a lot of other things I can't remember, but those ring a bell. But I felt like a god! I finally figured out that my hypothesis is confirmed, It is INTERNAL FRUSTRATION that wastes dreams. Nothing else, it doesn't matter if you are excited or furious, just don't do any bad thoughts about the dream, like how it's gonna end, if it's gonna last long. Avoid these and you're half way to perfection!

Black - Narrative/Thoughts
Lucid
Non-Lucid

I was suddenly in a falling plane with people I have never met before, but I felt like I knew them in my dream. I remember sitting on my seat, hearing the falling sounds of a plane rushing through the air. I remember looking out the window to see debris and clouds wizzing past. The fear and terror rushed through me as I knew I was going to die.

I then begand to question this reality, as I thought I shouldn't die now. I then realised that I do not remember ever buying a plane ticket or even boarding the plane and for what reason. With this, I did a hand RC and saw fuzzy hands. I instantly knew I was dreaming. The strange thing is, even after this realisation, I still accepted the DC's as being peopleI knew - or rather I was more interested in stopping the plane for crashing and this didn't cross my mind!

I said to the DC's that this was a dream and that I wanted it to stop, I commanded the plane to stop; but it didn't. I commanding it a second time, this time with more force and then everything just froze. The sounds of the plane, the falling sensation, even the DC's froze.

I felt the scene fade to black with a small rumble sound getting louder.

I wake up.

All I remember was being at a place with a lot of open tents. I was looking for Ar for plan b action and I didn't see her. Instead I saw Cy...we flirted a bit and then I thought about looking for Kaomea. I called out her name and she yelled back. I started working my way towards her voice and I started thinking about how sound works while dreaming. Anyway, I never did see her, but I know she was around.

I got out of bed and looked out of the window. Some people were driving by the house, and I told them that my pops had already gone to the wake. The guy drove off, almost running into my ditch. I "went back to bed".

Woke up...there's a girl in my bed. She's about 5'3 110 black straight hair light skinned....black, small breasts...like an A cup, but booty for days! OH, and she's naked. I need to do this chick. She's sleep so i start sliding her up the bed towards me...okay maybe she's a 120 cause it's a little harder than expected. Once I pulled her up, she woke up. She started playing with me, and I tried to enter her...but it felt like I couldn't put it in! It was like she still had clothes on or something blocking it. Everything goes to black...and I can still feel her touching me as I try to insert my junk but it's a no go.

Woke up...headed outside. My brother was there. He's telling me how he found some liquor in my room, and he put it in the utility room. I was like "I might as well turn it up then. I was going to look for it, but I noticed the dryer was out on the carport. WTF....bro was acting weird too...doesn't ever curse and he was.....A hearse pulled up next door, and I guess they put the body of my friends dad in it.....but it was weird. They put him in on a stretcher, and the body was still moving. I've seen dead bodies before, and they always look like they're still breathing, but it was beyond that. His hands were moving, and he even braced himself when they slammed the stretcher in there. WTF...it's not even him. It's some lady.

Went to bed feeling down on myself...like really pitiful. Thought about past relationships, and what went wrong, what went right. Even friendships. Felt lonely....knew I was going to dream about one of my exes. Wondered why I had dreams of some of them, and not others. Realized it's because things actually went well and it seemed like they had a chance to last, or maybe just left unfinished....not destroyed.

The good news is, I didn't dream about any ex. The bad news is....I had a dream about the one that got away. There used to be so much sexual tension between me and this girl. We went to college together, and flirted with each other every chance we got. Always shared each others food...shit was intimate. The only problem was she wanted her freedom after being in a long marriage, and I'm still looking for that right one to settle down with. Anyways, on with the show.


I'm at my university, but things look weird. There are a ton of us in our scrubs and we're all heading to the next building. As I walk through the sea of women, I look around to see if I notice anyone. Eventually I see Su. We talk a bit, while the rest of who knows how many students flood into this building. After a little small talk I sort of realize that I don't belong with them, and head off.

I entered another building, where these people are wearing suits...it's all top secret in there, and some guy is bragging about how we're a special group or something. Some kind of security thing...I'm confused, because I'm in nursing....not security. I leave, and the parking lot is empty....it's very steep. I spent a while tumbling around the parking lot with nothing to do. A couple of people were watching me make a fool of myself, as I would lay down, and let gravity to the rest. I was also able to roll back up the hill. I probably should have gotten lucid on that, but I never think to RC when gravity is all jacked up.

Screw this....let's look for SU. I started walking, and I saw her walking towards me. We sat down on a bench, and I gave her that look I always give. That "if only you knew how many different things I want to do to and for you, and I dare you to say "what?" so I can tell you exactly one thing". She says "what"? I said "you already know, but your hair....it looks different. (Normally she keeps it in a pony tail, french braid, or leaves it down and wavy, but it's kinda messy with thick gray streaks, and it looks like she cut it)

It looks like someone's been pulling it. I ran my fingers up her neck, and sliding them slightly apart so they could closely run up the back of her head. Slowly i curled all my fingers except my thumb, and pulled back. She started moaning. I spent a second in my mind mentally congratulating the girl who taught me the best way to pull hair, and said "like this". She started rubbing all over my body, and the scene started shifting right before my damn eyes.

I'm in my room...lucid enough to know that this is going to turn out awful, but not enough to say "hey it's time to go out and do something other than attempt to have sex till I wake up". We both start getting naked...she's stroking cock...it's already ready to go. I placed it between her small but firm tits and started squeezing them. I noticed my damn door was open. Fuck it.....next thing you know, my damn father walks by, and lucidity fades.

She looks over, and she's got that "we gotta stop" look on my her face. I walked over to the door, trying to close it, but it took a while to shut it. I look back over there, and she's looking at me....sitting on the bed on her knees....ugh the frustration running through my head right now. It closes, but not good. I try to lock it. Fuck it looks like there's a shirt blocking the door. I slam the door on it, and part of it cracks. I crabbed my bicycle, and leaned it up against the door. Maybe that should hold it. I head back over there...my penis is looking jacked up...like really horrible. It resembles some long uncooked pastry.....fuck! The dream ended.


I'm playing golf with D and D...it takes me a million shots to get the ball in the hole....there was more, but I forgot it all.

October 8th 2012

3:00 AM to 9:00 PM; 9:10ish AM to 10:00 ish = ~6 hours and 50
minutes

I found my old DJ format... Took me forever to work how to salvage it. Let's get the dreams rolling!

Flight[LQ]
The moment I really opened my eyes and took a look around... a man in an old samurai kimono stood before me. The sky was a blazing azure... and the ground before me nothing more than sparse clouds groomed into notable pathways.

From the moment he spoke, the timbre of his voice sent me lucid.

"Do you know how to fly?" He smiled at me.

It was getting chilly, windy... Before I could answer I gave it thought. In theory I knew how to do everything. Noticing this he sighed, "then let's give you wings."

With that the segment I stood upon vanished and I plummeted. I was ecstatic. I remembered briefly someone who used to say that dream entities could teach us things.

I took control of the wind before, falling too far down into the endless blue, only to wake up as I hit the level of flight he wanted me to.

Alarm went off...

Adventure Time
The world had taken a very strange turn. Essentially the world had taken a Steampunk-Adventure Time-Revolution feel to it. I was apart of the rebel group alongside my best friends, Jake, Fin, and a few other people.

The government patriarch was against me. The others fled ahead to a safe house that had a very Eastern-Western fusion to it.

Night had fallen and I had finally gotten a pack of men off my tail. I had a sword on me as I slid into the trap door of the house.

Nothing had been very interesting, but for some reason my Wfiey had been edging me to talk to Jake... because he was supposedly very handsome and interested in me. Rule one about me--don't try to force me into things. I retaliate.

Rather than approach him and at least be a good comrade--since we were on the same side afterall--I blatantly ignore him as I catch up with Fin and everyone else on what we should do next since I had unfortunately not left unnoticed. The government wanted me caught and brought to their leader.

There then cuts to a random part where I'm tackling my old roommate to the ground and we're friends again. Rolling around, laughing and playing. All was well until we were sitting there calming down from laughing and I knew that this wasn't real... that there would never be a day where she would stop hating my guts and we'd be civil, maybe even friendly again...could we? I get up and walk away... a bit confounded by things.

Eventually I was forced to interact with Jake, he knew a thing or two about guns and propulsion designs. We actually got along really well, and up until the soldiers came in and made the night a blood bath, all was at ease.

Heavily influenced by my day... Lots of details unfortunately forgotten though. Didn't have my notebook on me. And my writing is stiff... ick

I had a series of weird dreams last night...mostly frags and images. Woke up...WBTB'd....had one more....forgot what it was, but shortly after, I was in SP. I couldn't move an inch...it was the real deal. Well time to stay relaxed and ride it out. I felt the usual sinking feeling I get during the transition after a few minutes, and nothing happened.

WTF...I opened my eyes....I was in my room. My eyes were barely cracked open and I could see the window with light poking in. I'm pretty sure this is just a FA. I did a quick nose pinch RC....no pressure. I did one several more times just to make sure....Okay we're good, it's go time.

I headed outside and was immediately met by distractions. The first one was the fact that I was naked. I shouted three commands: residual shirt, residual shoes, residual pants. Each one, worked perfectly. I checked the souls of my shoes because they were almost feeling like feet....and then the feeling subsided. And now the kid next door is following me, and I come up to something that looks like a dog house is being built in my back yard. He wont shut up, and I hear all kinds of music, and I don't know if it's coming from WL or what, but I gotta get the eff out of here. I tried creating a portal several times and failed.

something strange happens at this point...because there's a total lapse in recall....either due to the length of the dream, changing of rem phases, or something else.

I'm in an office/library there's tables and people everywhere, and the walls are lined up with books. I have probably a shred of lucidity, but I'm still calling out for Kaomea. She answers on the second shout "I'm over here Auron". I looked to my right and there she was...wearing a white sheer dress. It looked like something out of a movie. We were both going in for a hug, and just then, D and this random DC...tall, skinny asian guy came up to her. She said something like "don't call me by my real name".....and I found that odd...I don't know it, and I didn't use it. I asked her "where the hell have you been"?

I can't remember what she said, but all of a sudden D and the random dude started moving in closer. Kissing her...lowering her down to the ground. One of the guy's starts trying to lower the top of her dress, and I see that she has a tatoo on the upper part of her left breast. It's a triangle with the eye of horus on it.......WTF!?

Something doesn't seem right, and lucidity starting to kick back in. I get a good look at her, and she seems...kinda out of it.

Me: Do you want this to happen?
Her: No
Me: well then what the fuck!?

I grabbed both of them and threw them into book cases several feet away. They moved back in. The Asian guy swung at me, and I ducked it while preforming a sweep kick on D at the same time. He went down quickly, and while I was standing back up, I hit the Asian guy with with a series of punches and elbows....I'm not sure what happened to him....but that was the last I saw of him. I turned my attention to D, and he's furious.

Him: You just want her for yourself.
Me: No, but I did want to see her...what the hell are you trying to do anyway?
Him: What's it look like?
Me: *pointing at his wife* Well your wife is over there...why don't you use that pent up anger on her.

She calls out his name, and he completely ignores her while rushing at me. He took a swing at me, and I grabbed his fist when it was a few inches away from my face and said to her "this may get messy". She ran off, and I threw over several bookcases. I could hear him landing through a couple of tables by the time I got there. He gets up...breathing hard....and I'm thinking damnit, I hope this isn't a strong DC.

I got on the defensive block, parry and dodge all of his attacks, and finally threw a punch. He got laid out by that one....good. He got up and picked up a surfboard and tried to hit me with it...he was better off hitting me with wet newspaper. The board folded when it touched me, and I didn't feel anything except the breeze that came off of it. I grabbed the board away from him, folded it in half horizontally and then in thirds vertically. It looked like a big gray 8-bit bat. He rushed me one last time, and I hit him so hard with it, it turned into a little star...that turned into a paperclip. It spun several times around before hitting someones desk. And people started saying "new bank", "new bank", "new bank", as a couple of people left. I asked one of the DC's what it meant, and she said that's what happens when someone leaves the company and we might need to reference that person......um, okay, the dream ended.

Side Notes - This lucid is actually from September 27th, I just never took the time to type it up until now.

My Sandbox [MILD]

The main thing I remember about the first part of this dream was that I was at home and we were throwing a party with lots of my family members and old teachers attending. After everyone had pretty much left I was just hanging out in my room and I saw my 11th grade physics teacher coming up to the door through the window so I went to go meet him. I think he also morphed into some random guy at one point.... I went and opened the front door and he wasn't there, and upon seeing that I immediately became lucid. I randomly decided to climb the tree in our front yard, so I sprinted towards it and just ran up it. I'm pretty sure the geometry of this experience was beyond alien, my memory is quite confusing, but eventually I was just standing up on a high point of the tree. I looked up into the sky and saw a car slowly floating through the air way off in the distance and was confused for a second, but I decided I probably shouldn't let myself get distracted with that or the dream will fade. (I've gotten this feeling while staring into the sky while lucid before.) I took one last look at the car and then back down to the ground. Extending out in front of me was a long and incredibly thick tree branch that seemed to be made to resemble the shape of a slide. There was even a little cupped part at the bottom. I slid down and the branch moved to help get me gently on to the ground. I turned around and noticed that the branch was actually in the shape of an arm, and the cupped part was the tree holding its hand like that to assist me. I reached out and shook this massive hand and smiled, the tree seemed nice. I had landed in the road and there was a car coming right for where I was standing, so I crouched down and spread my arms out to try and hold it off. When it collided with me I was pushed back slightly, but mostly I was able to push the force of the impact to the side and the car ended up smashing through the front yard of the house across the street from mine. I turned around and saw their fence running along the side of the street, so I jumped up to it and started running along the top. I was headed toward the nearby alleyway but as I looked at the houses over there my vision started to get really white and blurry and I was afraid that the dream might be ending. I turned around and saw a truck with a pretty empty back turning the corner on to a nearby street (the one that extends directly out from our house, we live at a three-way intersection). I held out my hand and yelled "Stop!" and the driver immediately slammed on the breaks. Then I clenched my fingers almost into a fist as a way of doing a sort of telekinetic or magnetic pull and it totally worked. I was pulled by an invisible force on to the back of the truck and I reached over to pat its side and said "Alright, let's go." We started moving, and I vaguely remember leaning over and starting to say something to the driver and/or passenger, but then I woke up.

Fun night.

(This is a catch-up post. This dream took place on the night of August 22-23, 2012.)

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

My mom and I are watching a play together. The play features a girl and a creepy, life-sized puppet that is designed to be a body double of her. I see that $OfficeBoss is there, watching the play with his family. Then, my mom and I go out to the parking lot and drive away in the same car together, even though we both have cars there. We can only start one of our cars, not the other one, because neither of us has the right key for that one.

I'm in the Phoenix, Arizona metro area on vacation, visiting my good friend, JM. I have my own car [which I never do when I go to visit him, because I always fly there and get rides around town with him and his friends - this should have been my first clue that I was dreaming, but it wasn't], and I'm driving east along the freeway, heading in the direction of JM's house. The scenery around me is incredibly beautiful and lush, with lots of desert plants.

JM and I are hanging out in a bar together, totally chilling out on a sofa. I'm drinking a beer that someone else abandoned on a table. We walk out of the bar, which is located in a shopping mall. As we're on our way out of the mall, we find another friend of ours, ET [a human - yes, those are his initials], in another of the mall's shops. I realize it's him when I hear his voice. A bunch of our friends are with us now. ET hugs everyone in the group (myself, JM, CF, and a couple of others), except for RD. RD doesn't want to be hugged, and uses her fingers to climb up the side of a door to get away from ET. ET tickles her on the small of her back instead.

I'm walking through a beautiful Arizona landscape of desert farms, and at this point, I finally realize that I'm dreaming. I focus on the fact that the guard dogs that many of the farms have cannot really hurt me when I'm in a dream. I run away from one of them by flying straight up, and then start flying over the lovely scenery, admiring it. Looking southwest, I can see downtown Phoenix, which has skyscrapers and a giant stone head with a big, wide-open mouth. Just after I've started flying, my alarm goes off and wakes me up.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #4: Flight-time Performance Anxiety (July 16, 2012)

I'm chatting with an old friend at a party who's into lucid dreaming (IWL as well as in this dream.) I tell him how things are starting to come together for me and I thank him for his help and advice. Another DC engages my friend in conversation and I wander a few feet away, for some reason deciding that I should listen to my iPod.

I try to plug the headphones into my iPod but discover that there is no headphone jack. At first, I'm suspicious that my friend has switched iPods with me but I stop when I realize how ridiculous this accusation is. I perform the nose pinch RC and become lucid. I excitedly tell my friend that apropos of our previous conversation, I'm having a lucid dream right now. He's pleased and doesn't mind when I wander away to start experimenting.

My first goal in this dream was to compare the quality of dream imagery to that of modern video games. The moment I remember this goal, a tapestry or painting on the wall suddenly changes to a gameplay movie of the early 90s shooter "DOOM". (Okay, subconscious, I'll admit that was a cute trick.) I note that the floor and ceiling are very bland with almost no texturing. The walls, furniture, and dream characters, however, are photo-realistic, well beyond what I see in video games.

I announce to the dream characters in the room that this is my lucid dream and they are about to see some flight. I attempt to jump up for flight but simply bounce off of the ceiling. Some of the dream characters cut their eyes at one another in an "is this guy for real?" way. I attempt a second jump, bounce off of the ceiling and go careening into a visibly annoyed girl with short hair and glasses. She shoves me away and I go for a third attempt, yielding one more embarrassing failure.

I rub my hands and arms to restabilize then consider having a huge storm rip the ceiling off the house so that I can salvage my reputation. Before things can get really fun, I wake up.