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

I'm on a dark ride at Disneyland. When I concentrate on the images that are moving vertically in front of me, I can accept and maintain the optical illusion that traditional animation is taking place right there in the space in front of me on the ride.

Later, I'm in a dream version of Disneyland's Haunted Mansion. This version is two-story and walk-through, with a large, rectangular open space in the center of the house where you can see the walkway that runs in front of the entrances to the second-floor rooms. I think, They've redone this entire place again? It's actually this realization that makes me aware that I'm dreaming. I've dreamed about this attraction many, many times before, and it's different every single time, so if I'm on yet another new version, I must be dreaming. I continue to make my way through the house, being scared [in the good way] by some of the ghosts that jump out at me.

I somehow end up in the landscaped outdoor area around what appears to be a shopping mall. I look at my hands and see that they look normal [I've been doing this a lot in reality lately], but don't lose lucidity. I'm pleased to find that the dream is stable, my dream self feels real and normal, and that I'm not aware of my real body at all. I then remember my current personal dream goal and decide to start trying to walk through a wall. I see the orange-tan-colored outer wall of some restaurant and think, Maybe it'll be easier to go through if I don't know in advance what's supposed to be on the other side. [I don't even know.] I don't end up going through it, though. [If I attempted to, I don't remember it now.]

While walking around the outdoor area, I touch a metal hand rail and find that it feels real. I also try to walk through a low, rectangular concrete wall intended for seating, but it's just as real and solid to me as it would be in reality. [I think I just haven't fully convinced myself that I can walk through things like a ghost yet.]

I continue walking and find a small, amphitheater-like concrete area where there are big concert speakers set up, playing hip-hop or rap music. Facing the speakers is a picnic table with a bunch of teenagers sitting on it, all of whom are really into the music. One girl, however, is sitting on a bench off to the side by herself, reading a book. On the opposite side of the table from the speakers is a grassy lawn. Fifty or so yards away at the other end of the lawn, a live rock band is playing on another stage. I think it's kind of sad that the poorly-designed setup of the area, with the big speakers so nearby, means that no one is paying the band any attention. [What is it with me and rock concerts in my dreams lately? I don't have any plans to go to one in reality.] I think about talking to one of the teenagers there, but [for some unknown reason] decide not to.

The back of my left thigh started to itch, which made me aware of my real body again, which caused the dream to dissolve. I scratched it, now awake and disappointed at the interruption.

I am sitting at my desk at college. I am extremely tired and don't feel well at all. Probably
because I got up at 5AM the previous morning and didn't go to bed until midnight for the
purpose of WILD. For some reason I decide to do a reality check. To my astonishment, my
finger goes through my palm! I am lucid but I think I am in my dorm, which is not true, I am
actually at home.I get up and instantly feel much better and more awake. I decide to call my
crush, as a dream character, so I get out my phone. I flip it open and the screen is black. I
realize it is because electronics just don't work the same way in dreams so instead of pulling
up my contacts list, I just dial her number manually. The numbers appear in white on the black
screen as I enter them in. At first, I enter my number. I realize it and clear it out and enter her's.
The phone rings and someone answers but it is not her. I decide to try the method where you
call out for the person. Again, someone answers but it is not her. Apparently there is someone
else in the hall that has the same name. It is some random girl that I do not know. I then wake
up. I am still in my dorm sitting in my chair I reality check again and find I am still
dreaming! I try again to no avail. I walk out of my dorm and go outside where there
is a playground. Obviously, there wouldn't be a playground on a college campus but
this is a dream so whatever. I start climbing around on stuff and eventually think of
the time its 9:45 "crap I'm missing English". I am probably a little less lucid at this
point. I get up on some monkey bars and I start to notice the dream fading. I try to
stabilize it by rubbing my hands together it works. A guy about my age appears
beside me and says "Why won't you wake up? You need to wake up." I decide to let
it happen and I wake up in my dorm again. I look at the clock. 2:30. "Crap, I missed
a lot of classes." I realize it's futile to try to do anything about it but then realize,
it's spring break. I don't have classes. I am still quite tired but I get up. My roommate
comes in and says something about me joining his family for dinner. I start to think
about getting ready for that when I truly wake up.

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

I'm descending slowly through the levels of a house. When I realize what's happening to me and that this is a dream, I decide to stop in the third level down and explore it. I will myself to stop moving downward and to be standing on the floor, and achieve both of those desires. I begin walking through the rooms, concentrating both on the action of walking and on the scenery around me, knowing that my concentrated attention will keep the dream stable. There are some steps down into a large living room. I think, This reminds me of some of my friends' houses. Well, of course it does. That's where my mind must have picked up the images that this dream is made up of.

I turn around to take in more of the room. While I'm doing so, I think, I need a mirror. When I look back at a particular section of wall a second time, a large, tall, rectangular, frameless, wall-mounted mirror has appeared there. [Cool! I guess I'm getting better at controlling the features of the dream environment.] I come up to the mirror and stick my hand into it. My hand goes right into the mirror and is obscured by silver mist, but I feel nothing at all. I still don't particularly want to try to go anywhere else that way, though, so I don't. However, on the floor to my left, I see a large, freestanding flatscreen TV [the same size and model we have in my real house], and decide to try to go through that. As I crouch down in front of it, I think briefly of a couple of specific places from my past that I would like to find on the other side of the screen. I then start going through it. I feel the screen snap when I start pushing through it, and feel the edges of its two halves dragging against my body as I climb into the TV. There's nothing inside but darkness. I ended up just waking up. [I failed to choose a single destination and truly believe that it would be there on the other side of the screen.]

I went back to sleep and had another dream. I'm in a room with a bunch of computers, and someone is directing me to complete a series of questionnaires on one computer, which is on the aisle that goes down the center of the room, between the rows of tables. One of the questionnaires involves looking at frames from an animated TV show and identifying what show they're from. I recognize them as being from the Garfield and Friends TV show.

From there, the dream shifts, putting me in that episode of that TV show. I'm standing right behind the protagonist, watching him/her [not sure] have a conversation with another character just outside the gate to a town. The setting appears to be a medieval fantasy story. I recognize that I'm dreaming. The conversation is finished, and the second character admits the protagonist and me through the gate. As I pass the gatekeeper character, I say to him, “It's good to see you again.” I start walking along through the open space in the center of the town, again concentrating on walking and on the scenery around me. As I walk, I cover my mouth with both hands and whisper into them, “I was actually talking to the town.” I can actually feel the warmth and moisture of my breath on my hands, which impress me with their realism.

I pass by a shop building with off-white walls and a window, and go, “Oh, yeah.” I remember that I still want to try to walk through a wall. I turn to my right, walk right up to that wall and keep on walking. I can only get a little way into it. It feels like walking into a flexible, but thick, strong, and semi-solid piece of rubber. [That's the last I remember.]

My dream recall's been a bit poor ever since my massive recall the other day. Last night saw a small bit of progress, but probably my second worst lucid dream so far.

I'm at my original home and it's my birthday. My parents aren't there for it but contact my via a video link and apologise and tell me that they love me very much. I see at the bottom of my bed that they have left me a present - it turns out to be a huge packet of jelly beans (note - my bedroom is in its pre-decorated state). The next thing I know, I am walking past Costcutter (again! dream sign?) with my sister Z_ and B_. We're discussing the delicious of nature of pork pies. As we pass the shop I see someone I recognise, I double take and sure enough it's Charlie Sheen. I instantly know that I'm dreaming and panic. I scramble about from side to side to find something to ground myself with but much of the dreamscape seems to have disappeared and is largely a blank, white space. I find myself in what I know to be a dream bed and RC again, but it's too late and I awake in my real bed.

At this point I tried to DEILD, successfully keeping my eyes wide shut, however the extent to which I dipped back into the dream wasn't enough so i carried on sleeping normally.


During the day today I decided to have a WILD attempt as I've really been slacking off with this since the start of my LD efforts. I managed to get some very subtle WILD sensations and almost felt myself float out of my body. Again this wasn't enough to completely disconnect or start a lucid dream.



So all in all a day and night of mixed success. At least I managed to become lucid, even if it was brief and at least I began to feel WILD sensations again.

So I had this big long dream and it resulted in me hanging out at the house I lived in as a child. I was climbing the stairs which were above the living room when i fell backwards and landed at the bottom. I tried to put my shoes back on because apparently they fell off, but for some reason i was having trouble getting the shoes on. As I was halfway up the staircase, I suddenly realized "Hey, wait a minute. I'm dreaming! I don't have to do this." So the first thing I thought to do was hold out my hand, snap my fingers, and hope fire would appear. To my excitement, it did! I could feel the warmth of the flames, and of course I started shooting flames everywhere. Then I tried web-slinging like spiderman but it didn't work. So i went back to my fire fun

Then I looked down at the living room couch and decided to try to summon a DC. It took a lot of concentration and it was tough, but BOOM he appeared on my couch. So i hopped down the stairs and sat next to him on the couch. Note to all people: in a lucid dream, do be careful of what you think because you may make something happen by accident XD Why do I say this? Well for some reason in the dream I was thinking about rape (I have no idea why O_o) but when I did, the DC i summoned attempted to rape me. (Isn't that delightful...) He had my arms down but I woke up.

Man, I love lucid dreams.

24.02.2011

Lucid at Last (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I'm at my school again, when something prompts me to RC. Probably the fact that the school is empty. I pinch my nose and go lucid. So I feel extremely happy and satisfied that I'm LDing and stay calm enough that the dream doesn't destabilize. So I decide that my first priority is to clear up the dream. So I start to rub my hands and focus on the dream. It clears up, but I notice that only the things I focus on become super clear, which disappoints me a little. (I had been hearing about how when you focus on a dream it becomes super real) So I decide to test my dream control and make one of the passing DCs give me his gun (???). So suddenly I wake up and fall asleep almost instantly after waking.
I guess I fell asleep fast enough that I retain lucidity. I am in the same area and see what would happen if I jumped down the big ass stairs at my school. I fly down them and wee that the next room was replaced with a room with a banner that says "Welcome, Lucid Dreamer!" I think alriiiiiggggghhhhttt and fly around the room, which it turns out is hosting the Oscars. So the host is talking about who won what award when I fall to the ground and wake up in the same position I fell in.

21.02.2011

Dream Within a Dream Within a Dream (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was actually a fairly recent dream. I had it a few days ago, and thought that it was fun enough to post .

I start out in a abandoned building with some of my RL classmates. We're just standing around waiting for someone, I can't remember who. The person we were waiting for arrives and explains to us that we are now in a "Dreaming Compotation." We're going to be divided into teams of four and sent into a dream together where we will try to kill the other players on the opposing teams and wake them up. So we are divided up and I get with my teammates to enter the dream. We all get in a circle and the person pulls out an Inception suitcase for us to enter the dream.
(I'm going to count this as Lucid because I knew I was dreaming and I had all the powers that LDing entails)We enter the dream. It's a sunny day without a cloud in the sky. I'm in the parking lot to a nearby Safeway. I see a wooden car nearby and dive in with my group. I sit in the back with another student while the last two take up positions in the front. I look around and see all the other teams are also in similar wooden cars. We're trying to race to a certain building. I remember that this was challenging because the steering wheel was on one side of the car and the gas and brake was on the other. So we start the race when all of a sudden, both of the people driving were killed by getting shot. I'm in the back trying to find out what killed the drivers when my other teammate is also picked off. I see that next to the sun is the moon. Upon closer inspection, I see that there is a sniper on the moon, killing every player he sees. So I know that I need to escape and I jump to the front seat with the gas and brake and scream, "STEERING WHEEL!" This instantly puts a steering wheel in the right place. So I drive off and crash into a wall of a nearby building, which I believe I need to go into. I phase through the wreck and wall into a single room without a ceiling. One of my teachers is there, waiting at a table in the corner of the room. There are a few other students there, about 15. She says that we passed the first layer and we can now go into the second. I see that there are various gameboards in a circle in the center of the room. She splits us up again, this time into teams of 5. She also says that the gameboards are what we will go into when we fall asleep next to them, and that they are all somehow connected. So I talk to some other students before going to my gameboard.
I fall asleep next to it when suddenly there is a flash and I am in a room made of concrete and with only metal desks populating it. Suddenly, I think of the sniper, and how I might be sleeping where he has a clear shot at me. So I wake up into the first layer and move to where I am near the gameboard, but where I can't get sniped.
I re-enter the second layer and see that it is the same. I get my bearings when one of my teammates, apparently named "Sam," teleports in. She makes a microscope appear to examine something. I ask her something when she freezes and says that "Real Sam" was killed and that she was now just a DC. This worries me as to what is happening up above. So then I turn the room into a fancy party and fill it with DCs to make it less suspicious to opposing teams.
I see that some Indian girl has entered the room and was approaching me. I knew somehow that this meant trouble, so I summoned a pistol and gunned her down. None of the other DCs seemed to notice/care. This old woman then enters and says she captured all of my teammates and killed Sam. I get pissed and say, "I want my teammates back now." This makes them appear behind me. The old woman starts to make the room shake and I know I have to kill her. I try a machine gun, but the bullets just bounce off. She then grabs me by my neck. I think of a way to escape before choking to death. I scream, "GRANADE," and she shoves me back, thinking I do have a grenade. I laugh, and summon an actual granade. When it explodes near her, she just shrinks instead of blowing up. Thinking of Inception, I get a granade launcher and start laughing my ass off and quoting Eames with, "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling." Me and my teammates then fire at her repeatedly while running around the room. She is finally shrunk to a level where I just crush her. I laugh with my team and start to walk away when the room shakes again. All the DCs stop and turn on us. I think, "Shit. This must be the old lady's fault," when I'm grabbed by a DC and thrown on a table. They then proceed to cut me in half with a cake knife.
I then woke up IRL. It took me a few moments to affirm that I wasn't bleeding. Or dead.

I was sitting in some sort of 50s/Johnny Rockets style restaurant when a short haired older woman walked up to me with two or three children. She kept commenting on how nice my hair was and getting to me take my eyes off my Macbook Pro screen. She succeeded briefly and one of her kids bumped into me and apologized. By this time the woman and her children were out the door and I could see my laptop under her arm. I began shouting for security and screaming “she stole my laptop!” I ran out into the parking lot after her. It was dark outside and looked as if it had just rained, there were even still some puddles on the ground. Security followed behind me after a few seconds and the woman dropped the laptop to avoid getting caught and ran away (her children had already inexplicably disappeared). I ran up to the pile of broken laptop and noticed the name “Tyrell” on the side name tag. Thinking I had just ruined my friend’s laptop, I panic. Upon looking at the laptop a second time however, the label reads “Christopher.”

This immediately made me realize I was dreaming. I wanted to go to a club to take sexual advantage of this dream. I suppose I haven't had enough LDs to get that urge out of my system yet haha. Once said club appeared next door I lost a great deal of clarity. My visual sense was blurry and I really could only hear clearly. This persisted until I met a beautiful young woman of unknown ethnicity (something like an armenian/italian/something else mix) with carmel colored skin. We proceed to what seems to be the supply room (pretty large actually, and it even has a bed inside) and have many passionate sex sessions followed by questions--many of which I don’t remember. I do remember one though: our first time making out, when entering the supply room, I announce proudly “alright, the jig is up, I know you’re a part of my mind, what are you?” I either asked “what are you” or “what part are you,” either way the question went misconstrued and she answered “I guess it’s because you’re so a_____.” She said I was some word that started with an “a” that I don't remember. I did remember thinking it was a synonym for self-centered, but I could be wrong. We proceeded to do what we did after that as I described earlier. At the end she was crying so I wrapped my arms around her and asked what was wrong. She told me “You’re about to wake up, this is where you choose to stay here or go to the real world!” Sure enough, I woke up right after.

Technique: DILD (unintentional due to ISP)
Dream Control: 9
Dream Length: loooong
Recall: Above Average
Vividness: Excellent



So I'm about to go on this training mission, and one of my old drill sergeants is there, and she's wearing this red dress. We try to line up, but no body is doing what they're supposed to do. I look down on the ground and notice tiled floor, and say "hey, everyone toe the line". They do it, but it turns out this room is shaped weird, so the formation gets changed, and we're all crooked.

Our drill sergeant tells us that we're just going to have to go on that mission right away. I said "don't worry, I'm going to kill everyone for you", and she said "no, don't do it for me, do it for you". She started crying, and said that she wasn't going to be there anymore, and this silly 80s rock music kept playing over the loud speakers.

I left and found myself in my front yard with N, and two other girls. I was flirting with them as usual, and I noticed N had stripped panties. I was going bonkers. All of a sudden, all the girls were down to bra's and panties. We started walking down the driveway, and I started noticing how everything was. It was so foggy out, but the sun wasn't even visible, but it was clearly in the middle of the day by how bright things were. There were clouds among the fog that were really low, and I said "hey, do you think this stuff looks a bit weird? Like something out of a dream?".

The girls looked a round a little bit, and I did a nose pinch. It was successful, and I skyrocketed towards the air. I saw them from below and they were figuring out that they were dreaming. When I landed, N got on her cellphone, and started calling up her boyfriend, and apologizing for what she was doing earlier. I told her that she doesn't have to worry about it, cause it's a dream. All of a sudden she started turning black, almost melting and merging with the phone. She slushed down into a puddle of murk, and I knew it was boss time.

I ran over to the mailbox, and said I needed weapons, and smashed it with my fist. The mailbox was immediately filled with gloves and some other training equipment. I grabbed a dagger, and smashed the mail box again, this time requesting guns. I grabbed the barrel and pulled out this short stock desert brown, m-16 carbine. It was so light, that it felt like like a watergun. I headed back over there, and got a few blows in and the boss died seconds later. I told the other DC's to wait for me next time we get some action. One of them told me it was a training program and they could always make more.

I shot my gun a few times randomly, and some guy in a truck looking for trouble pulled up. I told him that he didn't want to mess with me at all. The guy proceeded to pull out a gun and shoot me. I grabbed his arm and the guy had a heart attack. I said "I'll make it rain bullets on you". I grabbed his gun, and shot the bullets so slow that they came out like toy bullets. They went maybe a foot in the air, arched and landed on his body. I proceeded to empty the chamber, and everyone was laughing. One of the DC's was commenting about the weird crap I do in my dreams when I'm lucid.

I am taking a nap and fall asleep

I am playing a game where there are dungeons and such and the whole game is a massive maze.
I go around this maze for a very long time, this is a 2 hour long dream. The character is Amaterasu
but the game is nothing like Okami At some point, I get this power-up that allows me to duplicate my
character or teleport it. I continue through the maze, it is quite a labyrinth, and eventually I realize
there is a map map and every now and then I look at it and realize that I'm in a completely different
section than I thought I was and remember. I have this icon for my character and I notice the same
icon on other places of the map. I remember that I can switch between and that I had gotten the
power-up that lets me teleport. I pressed some button and was able to move one of them around on
the map. I exited the map and the character shot over to the new position. I see big blue letters on the
screen saying 62 remaining. I was like wow, I must have built up a lot of points to get that many charges
for this power-up. But then I got bored and stopped playing the game. I am in my room at home talking
to my mom on the phone. I am talking with headphones I have plugged in to it and somehow my
connectivity is shown on the computer screen. She tells me she is going to some meeting thing, I can't
remember what its for, and she doesn't know how long it will be, but after a short conversation the call
cuts out. I am on my computer playing some desktop defense style game and it somewhat resembles the
map from the last game. For some reason I keep trying to get a hold of my mom. I pull down a list of
numbers on my screen and non of them are her name. It only shows the numbers that you can connect to,
like a wifi card would with networks. I have this strange fear of something bad happening. I try for a very
long time to get a hold of her but the signal is just too bad. Every now and then I'll start a game, but I won't
even finish the first round, then shut it off. I get up and go to go downstairs. Halfway out my bedroom door
I realize my headphones are still in. I turn around, take them off, and throw them on the bed. I walk out and
look out the window adjacent to my door. I can see flashes of blue light in the sky that indicate a storm. That
explains to me why the phone connectivity was so bad. I walk down stairs and realize in the back of my mind
that I am dreaming but I'm not really aware of it. I wonder, "This is a dream, my family is probably going
to be messed up ad hostile in some way" as most of my dreams are. I walk down and my brother is standing
in the hallway outside our computer room and my dad is doing something on his computer. My Mom is in the
room next to that. My Dad sees me and yells "Go back upstairs!". Everyone becomes hostile as I thought and
starts coming toward me. I am standing at the foot of the stairs but in the rec-room and my brother and mom
advance on me. I "decide" that this would be better to handle lucid. I literally willed myself to become lucid
and everything became extremely vivid, it wasn't a fuzzy dream to begin with, and I push everyone back with
my mind. unfortunately, the fast transition into lucidity woke me up. I am laying in my bed in a very dreamlike
state. I am disoriented and feel almost as if I am in sleep paralysis, but as soon as I realize where I am and
what had happened, I feel no paralysis and I get up, reality check ( passes ), and I scribble down notes on the
dream.

best night ever. my first dream was i was at school, and for some reason i was preparing a party with this guy i know charlie. it was going well, and somehow the school ws connected to my house. we put on music, nd i suggested getting some more, he agreed, then rememered my taste in music, so ran of to get his own, while i tried to get mine. i was running at full bast when suddenly the alarm went of waking me, so i got up and turned it off. i then went back to bed, really wanting to re enter that dream, so i kept repeating to my self, "i will have a lucid dream, i will remember my dream" and then i found myself in my house. exept, on further observasion, it wasnt my house. i turned around. "im dreaming arnt i?"
"yes" a toad in a fez told me. i was amazed how clear and realistic the dream was, only to have it start to fade. i quickly put my hands infront of me and said out lout "increase lucidity" and the drem world became clear again. "congradulations on your first lucit the fez wearing toad told me. "now to help you with glasses. he told me that because i was acustomed to wearing glasses to help me in the real world, if i lost them in the dream relm the world would become un clear. to test, i took them off, and the world became not as clear again, and started to fade, i kept trying to clear the world, but it didnt work. the last thing the toad shouted was "picture yourself without glasses in your dreams!" and i woke up. i now no what all the fuss is about.

any ideas on who the fez wearing toad was would be nice.

[This is a catch-up post. This dream is from the night of January 4-5, 2011.]

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

I'm flying around a large, elaborate, indoor shopping mall that has an upstairs and a downstairs level. [I don't remember how I became lucid, but I did.] Like real malls I've been to with upstairs and downstairs levels, there are lots of open spaces connecting the two. I fly down through one of them to get into the lower level and explore it. Some of the people who are in the mall see me flying, and I talk to some of them.

The lower level is completely enclosed with no windows. It's all painted off-white and appears to be mostly offices, rather than shops. When I get into this enclosed area, I start walking. I encounter a female DC and we start talking. At one point, I actually tell her, “You're a dream character!” She either ignores this or doesn't hear me, I don't know which.

While exploring the corridors and passageways of this enclosed lower level, I find a door that is an entrance to the Arlington Theater. [Although I identified it as such, it didn't quite look like that in the dream. It looked like a big theater for live performances, but without the decorative, themed walls, and even bigger and wider than the real one.] When I enter the theater, I exclaim, “I was looking for this place!” Then it occurs to me, Couldn't you have used an ability to get here faster, rather than just searching for it? I go to take an empty seat next to some of my high school friends. The performance we're watching is a live-action version of Jaws. At the end, I walk up to the very front of the theater and take a picture of the audience.

Then, I feel a need to start floating upward, just like a helium balloon, so I allow myself to. The ceiling of the theater is made up of several layers of pieces of canvas stretched out with ropes. I make my way between the pieces of canvas, sometimes detaching a corner and folding it back, until I float out of the building and into the sky.

The next thing I remember is being on a street corner. My dad and sister bicycle past me and tell me to stop at the corner before crossing the street, to be safe. I say yes, I will. I walk along the road I'm on. I think vaguely of trying to do something else cool, like run really fast, but I don't do it. I look at a photo [presumably the one I took of the audience in the theater; I'm working off brief handwritten notes here] in what I at first think is reality before I figure out that it must still be in my head, because I know that I was dreaming when I took that picture.

While still outside on the street [I think; not sure of the specifics of the transition here], I suddenly find that I'm lying down, and my entire body is vibrating. When I look up and to my left, I see a sleep paralysis monitor. It's measuring how much I'm vibrating. It looks like an oscilloscope, kind of like this one, only in the dream, the screen is all black and there's only one bright-green line across it, that grows thicker and takes up more of the screen as the SP intensifies. Below that line is a numeric readout, also bright-green, that jumps from 40% to 88% as I watch. Below the numbers, I see the words “You did it!” appear on the screen.

So this is what sleep paralysis feels like, I think. I know what it is, but I'm still just a little freaked out by the all-over, shaking, vibrating sensation. I realized that I had to be waking up and thought, No! I don't want to wake up yet! Go back! I tried to DEILD, but I couldn't think of a scene to visualize, nor could I calm myself down enough to visualize one. Eventually, the feeling went away, and I was awake and back to normal. [First time I've ever woken up into SP. Very interesting.]

When I went back to sleep after that, I had another non-lucid dream. This time, I'm in my church. The room seems to be the same size and shape as it is in reality, but lots of things about it are different. The piano is front and center [rather than off to the side], and I'm sitting a few feet behind the piano bench, with my chair up against the windows that form the front wall of the room. I'm watching Wendi play the piano. We talk to each other about something. We're attending Betty's memorial service [which was held the Saturday after I had this dream, and I knew that both Wendi and I were planning to attend].

Later, when we're at the burial service, I look down into the box that forms the underground enclosure for the coffin, and I can see furniture inside it.

After the service, I leave the church building. Outside it is a big, complex interchange of road overpasses and underpasses that spans across a straight main road. Airplanes are using this main road as a makeshift runway. I walk across one of the overpasses with my family to get to the overpass on the other side.

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Side notes:
This was the second night that I wrote down a goal before going to bed. This time, I wrote: “Goal: become lucid, look around at scene, make sure it's stable, then see what other verbal commands I can use.” This time, I accomplished the first two, but forgot about the second two. So far, based on two nights of experience, my working hypothesis is that writing down my goals is definitely helping me to achieve them, but that in the future, my goals should only consist of one or two actions at most, not three or four, because I don't seem to be remembering more than two.

Technique: MILD (failed WILD)
Dream Control: 4-7
Dream Length: LONG (Probably a full REM session)
Recall: Average
Vividness: Excellent



I was in my bed trying to WILD, and telling myself I knew I was going to have an LD. There wasn't any doubt in my mind because I woke up naturally after about five hours of sleep. (had a few junk dreams not worth mentioning) It took a while to fully relax because of the B-6 I took, but when I did, I noticed something...

I got directly out of bed. "Why am I getting out of bed right now"? "I can understand adjusting position, but there isn't any need to fully exit my bed". I walked to the window and couldn't believe my eyes. Towering gray-scale buildings painted the length of the skyline. It looked like the castle in the world that never was. I was partially convinced that it was a dream, but I had to double check for some reason. I opened up the window, and placed my hands on the screen...and it phased through it. I did the nose pinch twice, and it worked. Okay, it's go time. I flew straight through my window and started heading there, getting closer and closer, but when I finally got to the area that would be the place, it turned out being some random city that I've never been in. Sex minutes later, I'm back on my quest to get to that place.

There were a lot of people there, and they seem very intelligent...I figured right then would have been the best time to summon my DG. I told myself that she would be right behind me, and some of the DC's oddly echoed my command. One of them even said "your dream guide is already behind you" when I still trying to visualize and think of what she looked like. When I turned around, I saw D. I don't know why she took that form, maybe because of the amount of people, and to stand out more, but I asked him how to get to the world that never was, and he pointed in a direction, and we talked about some other things that I forgot.

I took off flying in the direction he told me, and I didn't see anything that looked like the buildings I saw earlier, just more people upon people upon people. I landed and started asking some of the DC's there. One who looked like DF was there. I forgot what he said as well, but I decided to summon a keyblade and test it out. It looked like the real deal, but it felt like I wasn't holding anything at all. I threw it on the ground and it shattered. I picked up the pieces and quickly rearranged them to form an Imperial Repeater. "I can do stuff like this all day, but I have problems with with making a keyblade....go figure". The weapon was lime green, and it had a flame thrower barrel mounted on top of the other barrel. It was sort of the cross between a m-16, a super soaker, and a shotgun. I pulled the trigger, and flames shot out perfectly. I explained to DF how my weapon skills are nearly flawless, as I removed the flamethrower barrel and attached it to my left forearm. I proceeded to shoot the flames out Boba Fett style again. Then I tested the actual weapon out again. I sent several hundred rounds in the opposite direction at people. The weapon was horrible inaccurate, but it sent a barrage of rounds with ease. The kickback was minimal, and I told DF, that I didn't have to worry about where the second trigger was now. He asked for repeater, and showed me where the other trigger was. It was positioned right next to the first one. "Oh well", I told him, and headed off again.

This time I was running. I threw down the repeater, and summoned a keyblade again. This one seemed a little more stable, but it still had that "not there" feeling to it. I continued on to this delta like river that had rope walls coming out of it. There was an old man who was filling up the river with some device. I asked him for directions, and he told me it was on the other side. Still having issues with flying, I attempted to cross it anyways, since there wasn't any other way around it. I jumped up a few feet, and landed just over the water. I continued on, and was sinking at the same time. I got about neck deep before the sinking had stopped, but I kept focusing on flying. I was nearly to the edge of the other side of the river, and all of a sudden, I flew up out of the water, and landed on the shore.

There was this cave with stairs that I started ascending. The stairs themselves looked like it was chiseled out, and each stair case had two black statues of of heads that resembled the Easter Island ones. I kept climbing, while trying not to disturb the ancient looking works. Soon, there were several other artifacts lined up on the middle of the stairs. As I tried my best to avoid them, I heard the pottery smash and slide around with each step. Finally, I woke up.

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

I'm taking a shower at my current house, getting my hair wet [I actually had short hair in a dream for once! I think that may be a first], when I notice that the shower curtain has these white mold florets (they look kind of like broccoli florets, except with an open space in the middle) growing out of it, in addition to the flat, green mold that was already there. I say, “Pretty!” when I see the white ones.

I woke up and remembered my dream. I thought briefly of going to check the actual shower curtain to see if it was moldy, but then said to myself, “That would require getting up, now wouldn't it?” I didn't want to get up yet.

I'm in my old neighborhood, the one where Houses #1 and #2 are located. I'm on a short, connecting street that slopes slightly downhill [it does that in real life as well as in the dream]. I'm hopping up and down on one foot. I observe that this action feels the same and produces the same results as it would in reality. [Though, in retrospect, I was hopping at least two feet off the ground and falling back down really slowly, or at least I perceived the falling as happening really slowly.] All at once, when I realize what I'm doing and how strange this situation is, I realize that I'm dreaming, and I say, “Oh, g**d*****.”

I decide to walk around and explore. All the streets are laid out just as they are in reality. I walk up the short, connecting street I was on, turn right, and follow the curve of one of the big, main streets until I get to the corner where another main street branches off from it. From there, I look off into the distance to the southeast, and see a panorama of lots and lots of houses reaching far into the distance on a gentle downhill slope. I also see random images on the horizon, such as a guy who might have been a hockey player. “Wow, you can see really far here!” I remark. The sky is blue-gray and filled with gray storm clouds.

I rub my hands together to keep this dream going. It feels normal to me [at the time; I realize now that it felt different from what it feels like in reality], but when I look at them, they look multiplied, like I'm looking at them from several angles at the same time. I say softly to myself, “Increase clarity,” but it doesn't seem to do anything.

A bunch of cars have stopped on the sides of the main street I'm on, to the north of me, and a bunch of people are getting out of them. I know not to trust them, so I turn and start walking away from them. Then the dream faded and I woke up.

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Side notes:
It's been an interesting week. A lot has been going on in real life (don't worry, it's good stuff), and I've learned that I have many other things to do with my time that are more important than keeping up this journal. I'll still post when I have something new to post, just not as frequently as I did in the fall.

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I wake in a bedroom very reminiscent of my bedroom back home. It's now unclear to me when exactly I became lucid because I fell back asleep shortly after awaking, clouding some of the detail. I do remember it to be a snap of realization. I am in the room with somewhere between two to four figures; the dream would fade in and out (without me ever fully waking up) but the setting would change slightly upon fading in. One of the characters was a young child, daughter of an middle-aged man who I recall to be a famous actor in real life. A third character was a motherly figure, who I also remember being a famous female actor in real life.

The fourth and most constant figure was a beautiful young blond woman, probably no older than 23. She had vibrant dirty blond hair and large crystalline green eyes. She was absolutely stunning. I vaguely recall thinking of her as a famous actor as well or maybe and image of a woman I'd seen browsing the internet before. I walked toward her, grabbed her hand, smiled, and imagined her with her clothes off. We proceeded to have incredible sex with me in a sitting position and her riding me. I remember thinking how I may be looking in real life, masturbating while sleeping. I couldn't care any less ; D

When I was done (I never fully finished) the dream began to fade. I remember grabbing her hand and holding it in front of my face next to my hands in order to focus. To my surprise and excitement, it actually stabilized the dream quite a bit. I decided I wanted to be free from this confining environment, so I attempted to open a window. After an unusual amount of effort I was able to get the window open and squeeze myself through it. I jumped and tried to fly, but I just glided to the ground. My disappointment was completely forgotten when I peered toward the distance to see a clustered ribbon of stars in the sky above. It was magnificent.

I made another attempt to fly, but to no avail. So I started off toward my right where I found a large grouping of dream characters wander around aimlessly around a large cul-de-sac. I decided to attempt the lucid task of the month by becoming a giant and squashing dream characters. Unfortunately, this proved to require more than the dream control I had harnessed at this point. The dream broke away.

If anyone has any idea who this mysterious green eyed woman might be, I would love to hear from you. Post links, pictures, or names in the comments section of famous actors or simply images that fit my description. If you post the woman I'm looking for, I promise to handsomely reward you with Community Hall points!

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