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I had a brief LD this morning.

As usual, I forgot the exact moment I realized things were odd, but I remember they were not too odd, I just somehow managed to tell it was a dream, so I had to test it. I did something I never thought of awake or a sleep, I decided to hit the dream character I was talking to . It was someone I was buying something from. I thought if nothing happens when I hit him, then it is a dream. I hit him on the head many times and the bat went through his head like he was a ghost . It sounds crazy to me now, and I have no idea how I got this idea in the dream.

I also remember being in some family's house. I wanted to leave them, to do some adventures, but they were saying goodbye and being nice, and I thought I have to be nice and take my time saying goodbye. It is crazy, I was very aware I was dreaming, but I cared about their feelings, and couldn't just leave them, so they wasted my time, and eventually I woke up.

Anyway In this dream, I acted a little bit odd. Let's hope next time, it will be longer.

Dream 1:

In this dream I was dating a black guy. But he never shows up in the entire dream. Instead, I am hanging out with his younger brother. In the dream I was supposed to be about 19 or 20. The younger brother is about 16. I can tell he likes me. He is flirting and being cute and super funny. I am laughing and having a good time. But then I realize that I shouldn't be doing this, so I try to remind him that I am dating his brother and that we probably shouldn't be hanging out as much. But he doesn't seem to care at all and doesn't stop flirting. And I am left torn, knowing that I should leave, but having a good time and not really wanting to.


Dream 2:

There is some sort of convention that is going to start the following week. I'm currently staying in the hotel where the convention will happen. And I can hear the lady who is taking reservations say that they are almost all booked for that week. I knew I needed to act fast and book my room. I reach for my purse and can't find it. So the rest of the dream I am running around to all the places that I had been where I could have left it.

Dream 3 (Fragment):

I'm at this big house/mansion. I walk all around it exploring. I find a basement room that actually open up to a harbor with a dock and everything. I walk towards the dock. I suddenly see what I think are killer whales. I carefully walk closer. But I can now see that they are something dead floating at the bottom of the clear water by the dock. I look down and see that they are huge black and white mice about the size of a large dog....just dead and laying on the bottom.

Dream 4:

I'm in a car with Roger driving. I'm in the backseat with my mom. We aren't wearing seatbelts and are kind of laying sideways (the way I was laying in real life). Suddenly I see Roger start to head off the road towards a ditch. I call out and he straightens out just in time. He admits that he was going to sleep. He said he was fine to drive again. I said sternly, "No, you are not! You need to go home and take a nap!" [This is the dream I think I had right as I was drifting back to sleep after waking up in the night.]


Dream 5:

Seems like I had another dream where I was at my mom's house. The details are right there on the edge of my memory.

This morning I had an LD again . It is becoming a weekly thing I hope!

So far, most of my lucid dreams, I realize I'm dreaming when I notice odd things. I stopped doing reality checks in waking life, but I think doing them for a while made me notice signs better in dreams. I just feel like "Whoa, that's not real" or 'I'm not supposed to be here", and I become lucid, no special reality checks in the dream.


Here are some highlights and notes I'd like to remember:

• It was the longest LD I had so far. I did too many things and went to many places, so I don't remember all the details, just flashes.
• This time I had no false awakenings! The last few LDs were full of false awakenings, so I'm really glad they stopped, at least for now.
• I tried to summon a pen I saw on the floor to my hand, and it moved to my hand for a second then disappeared, but I still consider it a progress. I never summoned anything before except a door.
• I used many doors that took me to many different places, but I didn't try to control the scenes at all.
• I went to a beach at some point, and I was afraid to swim in the big sea as I feel in waking life. I knew it was a dream, but as with flying before I was afraid that my fear and negative expectations would result in a nightmare or wake me up.
• The beach was too crowded, and I had some fun with some DC friends, then some DC was drowning, so I though I could try to save her, I ran there and she was already saved, so I was relieved that I don't have to do it, but again illogical since in a dream it doesn't matter if she drowns!
• I changed my clothes at the beach by thinking about it. I changed into a bikini .
• I had a few girls running around with me going on different adventures. Mostly, one girl at a time, but they changed. For some reason that I don't remember, I didn't try to change that or control it. I even thought of them as friends not DCs which sounds very illogical to me now. Maybe I wasn't 100% in control of my thinking, but I was 100% aware I'm in a dream.
• I went into a big building (I think near the beach) and I used an elevator to find a quiet room to do some stuff with my friends (DCs) since there were too many people everywhere. When I went up everything looked consistent. I mean I was still in a building that looks the same, just a different floor.
• I just watched Vanilla Sky last night, and there was a scene when the lucid dreaming company's tech guy was telling Tom Cruise that he can control the crowd around him. When I reached the room I wanted, it was too full of dream characters like it is a conference room, and I wanted it for myself, so I told them to go. Some left, and some resisted, so I called security to take them out as a trick .
• Everywhere in the dream was too crowded! I usually don't meet many DCs in my dream. It was the first time I dealt with too many.
• At some point, after I kicked the people out of the room, it seemed like I forgot why I was looking for the room. I remember now, but in the dream I did something different, so I probably forgot the goal.
  
• In the room, I talked to my DC friend and asked her a question just for fun that was related to helping people heal, and she just said one irrelevant sentence, "People are unformidable, so I moved on.
• I am learning driving lately in waking life, so I was looking for a car to drive in the dream. I thought I'd steal one, then I thought "Oh, I can just buy one since I can summon money". But now I think I was already in some kind of a vehicle when I thought of that, but this part is foggy now since I woke up before I got to find a car.

Finally, I think that was the only dream that I actually had fun and adventures like I'm in a normal dream without stressing about changing things. The problem is that I don't remember myself making this decision in the dream, it just happened.
I recall making many decisions about things in the dream, but I moved with the flow most of the time. I don't know if that means I didn't have much control, or I just made that decision and I can't recall it.

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

[Sorry this post is so fragmented. Lately, I seem to be able to recall individual dream scenes, but not the transitions between them. I don't remember specifically when or how I became lucid last night, either.]

I'm in a shop filled with soft slippers, which are all hung on a giant, high white wall display as well as family formal wear in the section furthest back. I see a pair of soft, purple thong slippers that I really want, but I have to ask the store clerk to get them down from the wall for me.

I'm at the Matterhorn in Disneyland. I look up and see people emerging from a hole in it, and standing on the terraced stage built into the south side. There are stairs leading down from the and into the mountain. There are a whole bunch of people up there; they're all part of a wedding party and are posing for a picture. [I think I may have become lucid at this point, or maybe it was at the beginning of this scene, I don't remember.] I come closer and see that there is an open space in the bottom of the mountain, which is set up as a wedding chapel. I look up from it into the hollow, rocky interior of the mountain, thinking that the roller coaster track must spiral around the outside. There's someone kneeling down at the front of the chapel space to pray; I feel like I ought to do the same, but I decide to keep on walking out of the chapel and keep exploring.

I enter another building of some kind, where there is a woman sitting behind a desk. She talks to me at length about something [I don't recall what]. Fully lucid by this point, I say in a rather rude and snippy tone, "I'm leaving to find something more interesting to do." I turn and walk out the door. [I work in tech support; I have to be nice to people I talk to on the phone. I'm not surprised that I was inclined to be snippy toward one of my DCs; it's a good way to release stress and frustration without hurting a real person's feelings.]

I wander around outside in a city. I look at a handheld GPS device, and it shows me that I am at the edge of one of many irregularly-shaped city blocks, separated by streets that go in all different directions with no pattern. I observe aloud, "GPS works in a dream because I expect it to." Two adjacent blocks are labeled "Omaha" and "Paris," yet when I turn around and look up, I see what is clearly the tallest tower from the LA skyline. I smile at this juxtaposition and say, "I love the dream world."

At this point, the dream begins to fade, and I begin to be aware of my real body again. I think, "I don't want to wake up yet!" I try to visualize the dream environment I was just in. The mental image becomes clearer, and I successfully get back into the dream without having woken up fully. [Amazing! I've never had a dream re-entry that smooth or elegant before. I didn't know I could do that!]

I'm exploring the entrance to a long, narrow storage room in another house. The room extends off to the left of the narrow door. While trying to get something out, I accidentally cause the two layers of freestanding shelves that run the length of the room to collapse sideways and to the left. I step back and try to restore the shelves by snapping my fingers, like a Q from Star Trek. It doesn't work the first two times. I try to concentrate and focus my intentions more clearly and specifically on what I am trying to do, and then snap my fingers again. It still doesn't work.

My real-life friend JB and I are in a house that belongs to some intelligent dragons. He talks to the dragons for a bit, and then he leaves to continue the quest he's on. As he leaves the house, icons appear in the air around him, representing his current quest statistics (money, inventory, life points, goals achieved, and so on), like in a computer RPG.

I remember I was in school and we all had brought our phones (even their chargers) and then the principle came and took away all their phones except mine. I remember thinking to myself 'It's because I was more discreet than the others...' And I smirked to myself. than out art teacher came and some of my classmates began talking about how attractive he was.

Then something happened, I don't quite remember, I think someone put a curse on the school and I had to go and break the curse, and for 5 days I kept going back and forth the under world and kept fighting this monster, with a really long neck. kinda like the picture, except with only one head.


On the fifth day I couldn't go to the underworld. I didn't know what to do when suddenly one of my classmate came and said, "you have to draw a hexagan using honey!" At first i was like 'wtf?' but then I agreed and began to draw a hexagan with honey, strangely enough it didn't work.
Then a woman's voice told me, "I can take you to the underworld, but for a price..." I quickly said alright and I was back in the underworld.

I felt my whole body was about to explode, I fell down on my knees. that woman's voice said, "This is the price you agreed to pay. If you want to stay alive, I suggest you hurry." I got back on my feet again and went towards that long neck monster. This time I tried to talk to it's senses, I don't remember quite what I said but it was something about, I defeated it many times already and it should just give up and I showed videos.
Then it dissolved into water and a Piplup appeared in my arms.


Ok then my dreamed changed a bit and I was back in the class (a different one though) and beside me was Akihiko.
Then I don't remember what caused me to do that, but then I shouted, "Sh-shinjiro!" I thought he was dead or he was going to die. Akihiko told me to calm down and that he's fine. I told him, "let's cook something for him.."
Then I went to the courtyard, obviously worried and concerned about Shinjiro and then the dream ended.

Ok, so finally i had a LD, the last one was 5 years ago and was too short and couldnt enjoy it.
So, i found myself in a common square in my city, and knew right away that was dreaming ( Need explication, why) so i did a RC. The RC was touching my left hand with the point of my fingers from the right and hoping to penetrates or fades away, so i did it and didnt work because i felt it like WL, so i did a second RC, this time rolling my left thumb inside the hand i did it and the hand absorbed it like a black hole. So finally i said, im dreaming finally!, and a i begin to watch my surroundings, and it was a very bright like a dark yellow sun, and i watch a couple a women and a men, they say to me

Why dont you fly?. And i begin to move my arms like a bird (lel) but i still couldnt fly, the same couple say, not like that, do it with 1 arm up and the other relaxed, and puf! i begin to fly, well this part cant remember quite well, but i can remember that couldnt stop saying, my god this feels so real!, so i landed in the same place, do another RC because i feel it so real (b cant remember the whole dream like WL) summon a girl that is hot and the couple says, Dont do it, so i dont.

I was thinking what to do, where do i travel?, suddenly i begin to think about teletransportation and cant do it, i try to do the spinning thing (both ways) and cant too, so i think into summon a star wars character and fight with it (ny goals) but i said, better do it another time and just feel relaxed and enjoy the rest of the scene.

Thanks all of you for making this happen, now im more confident about LD.

Me and my DC friend are being driven to stater bros. by my mom and it's night time. My friend has two huge plastic bags. One is filled with dark brown coconuts. The other is filled with crabs. She tells me they're special and organic and all these things. She tells me she wants to sell them to stater bros. to sell them. So we get out and my mom grabs both bags from her, we think she just want s to help by holding them or wants to see them out of curiosity. Then we all walk into the store and my friend keeps trying to get the bags out of my moms hands but my mom is walking too fast and making a bee line for the produce area. Then my mom walks up to these two box crate type areas in cold section and begins pouring the coconuts into one of them, I yell at my mom for doing so, i tell her we are meaning to sell them, not give them to stater bros. for free so they can solely make money off of them. But my mom just smirks at me, and I try to grab the bag of crabs but she pushes me and pour the crabs into the second box, i turn and look to my friend and she looks defeated and walks away. I look at my mom and give her a dirty look then exit out the store. I walk down the parking lot so I wont have to ride in her car with her, and i keep walking for a long time and cross the street and go into a neighborhood.

Non-lucid
12:30-2:30PM nap
I'm with Mackenzie, in what I feel is her house, but isn't her house in the awake world. WE're going to have a movie watching party together, but we need to get everything set up first. She gestures me to come with her into the basement. I happily do so. "Grab that plastic bag, please, Alex" she points to it before picking something else up. I nod and pick up the large plastic bag, which seems to be filled with dodgeballs, but I don't look inside it. We walk back to the stairs to go back up when something fuzzy and tickly rubs me in my armpit, where I'm holding the plastic bag to me on my hip. I shudder and say "Mackenzie! Something touched me!" with my voice full of worry and fear.
"Don't worry! It's fine, you're fine, Alex." she smiles. I blow off the event as me having imagined something. We walk upstairs, but once we get through the door, my curiosity overcomes me and I look in the bag. There are indeed dodgeballs in there, what a huge hairy spider which seems to be covered in baby spiders! I shriek and drop the bag, spiders and dodgeballs running and rolling on the floor in every which way.
"Oh Alex..." Mackenzie sounds disappointed in me. "I'm sorry!" I tell her.
We both walk to the living room, where her father is sitting on the couch, waiting. I sprawl on the couch too, as Mackenzie puts in a movie, and then she joins us.
The scene changes.
I'm at a small restaurant with my mother. Aubrey Plaza, and Jeff H and his kids are sitting with us. It has a swimming pool out back. I'm texting Aubrey before our food gets here. Jeff's kids are behaving themselves, talking to each other, playing little games like patty cake and tic-tac-toe on the paper menus. It begins to rain very hard outside. The restaurant begins to flood! First it's ankle deep... then knee deep... then neck deep. Then, it floods almost to the very ceiling, where I'm now floating! There's still enough room for me to breathe, but nobody else seems to have noticed it. All of the tables and chairs are stuck firmly to the floor, and everybody is sitting and eating and talking. The waitress is walking around like nothing is happening. I swim down to everyone, holding my breath, and gesture to outside. Then the water level starts to slowly decrease. In no time I'm on the floor. Then, I'm outside, on a raft in the pool. It starts to flood again, but it isn't raining anymore. The pool's water increases and gets choppy. Soon the water gets very wild, and I hold onto the raft as hard as I can, but I'm quickly headed for the edge of the pool. I look behind me and a massive wave towers above me, putting me in its shadow. "No!" I yell, not wanting to be thrown into the water. "NO!" I yell again as the wave crashes, and the raft is pushed forcefully into the edge of the pool wall, but I go flying without it.
I flop in the water, then tumble on the ground as the water disappears, until I land in the parking lot, completely dry and bruised and tired. A family; a mother, a teenage boy and a teenage girl are getting into their minivan. I hop in too, believing I'm invisible and magical. We drive for a while, nobody paying my any attention because I'm invisible, until we get to the theater. It's gotten dark outside now. I go "Woo!" and clap my hands together once to teleport myself. Nothing happens. Except, now the teenagers are looking at me. Oh. I'm not invisible. I was never invisible. "Mom, stop the car!" the teenage boy says. I'm now starting to panic and the moment she stops the car, I run out, and all of the rest join me to see what I'll do.
Another car stops nearby and a lady gets out and walks down, saying, "Now what's going on here?!"
I jump around, trying to fly away, but I can't. I give up quickly. The family gets in their car and drives away, as if they didn't want to be seen with me. The other lady, luckily, didn't see me doing that. I follow her to her car quietly, and get into her passenger side. She looks over at me and shrugs. "Will you take me back to that restaurant?" I ask "It's not very far." She nods, starts the car, and begins driving that way.
Then, I wake up.

Non-lucid
1PM-3PM nap
I'm in a bed, in a room that's similar to mine, but outside my room is a mall. The ceiling outside my room is made of glass, letting in light. I can see pretty high up outside.
As I'm sitting very cozily in my bed, I see a blonde girl at the ceiling. I sit up, worried about her. She jumps from floor to floor, coming down to the ground level where my room is. She grabs the low glass walls at each floor perfectly with each jump. "Don't do that!" I yell. "You'll hurt yourself!"
She notices me before landing on the ground and walking into my room with a big smile. "Are you alright?" I ask. She nods. I breathe a sigh of relief. A girl who looks exactly like the first one comes in after her. "We're magicians," they say, together. "We can alter the gravity! It helps with our acrobatics."
"But you didn't then!"
"We've practiced doing that run a bunch."
The one who was jumping said, "So I knew exactly what to do."
"I don't believe that you can alter gravity." I say.
They grin mischievously, and snap their fingers in unison. The gravity in my room lessens. Everything begins to float, including me and the twins! They easily "swim" around, while I grab the blankets from my bed. "B-But I'm naked!" I say, floating higher and higher. They don't seem to care. They start pushing and pulling me around gently, helping me get to wherever I want to go. I begin enjoying myself.
Then, I wake up.

Nightmare
Non-lucid
9AM-10AM (I think the dream was set in this time, too.)
I'm in my room, on the laptop. It's morning, and I'm alone in the house. I'm enjoying some quiet time when out of the corner of my eye, I see something in the hallway move ever so slightly. It's a shadow, and the thing casting it is in my sister's room.
I suddenly get a feeling of dread. My heart starts to beat faster. I quietly set the laptop down and decide a good place to hide would be beside my dresser, since you can't see that from the doorway. I hide. I hide for a while. But I don't hear anything. After about a full minute, I stand up and make my way to the bed, all without making a sound.
I get in my bed, and start to think that I'm paranoid. I get back on the computer to calm my nerves.
I see something move in the hallway again. I get scared, again. Something brown comes into my view from behind the door. I freeze, and I stop breathing. Everything is silent. Suddenly, a half a face pops out, the other half still hidden. The man now looking at me has light brown hair, and either very round "Harry Potter" glasses, or just big, white eyes. No pupils. I almost gasp when he pokes his head around the door.
Then, I wake up.
It still makes me uneasy to think about this dream.

LD. Ran around place. Met lots of DCs. Forgot a lot of things. It's funny how my personal goal is to talk in-depth with a DC because my usual LDs are devoid of people, and then my brain starts throwing DCs at me... heh. Too bad everyone was in a hurry .-. Still haven't had that conversation yet.

I'm in this city where there's snow and something is happening and apparently someone is also named Ivy and I am also. I end up climbing up walls sideways and then I start tossing vines to tree branches. I begin swinging on them faster and faster and then I end up in a place that looks like my neighborhood. At some point here I become lucid.

I do an RC (nose pinch) and then start walking around, and the place becomes similar to Manhattan with the sidewalks and buildings.

At some point I run into Castiel in his trenchcoat and all that (from Supernatural) and he's rounding the corner and I'm like "hey Castiel" and I don't remember what he says but it wasn't anything notable probably?

I run into these two guys who tell me their names when I ask (McGebbers and Eddy) They're stereotypical goons. Apparently I saw their boss somewhere on some tv show or movie) but I can't remember what he's called now.

I see this girl walking and think she's Emily so I go up to her and say "Hey Emily!" And she turns around and whoops she's not Emily. She starts going down this subway station but I call down to her and ask if she has anything interesting to tell/show me and she says something in response.

While running around I run into these two men in suits and sunglasses. I ask them their names and they look at each other and one of them presses a gun to my head but I don't remember what they say. I escape unscathed, though.

I get to this park or sth and see Noah. He's going somewhere but I pull him back and he's really light. I tell him that we're in a dream and he says, "Oh cool, is it my dream?"
"Mine actually."
"Huh."

I also meet this serial killer somewhere? Or someone like Ted Bundy, only not Ted Bundy.
I meet a lot of people but I'm starting to forget what's happening and I run into this wall with a list of "have you seen these people " sort of task list and I wish I had paper or something to mark them off. I realize I don't have my backpack with me, just my regular clothes. I think about conjuring up some paper but I don't. I read the lines and some of them mention "Elmo" and "McGebbers" and "Eddy".

I go into this school but I change my mind since I don't want to be stuck inside for the rest of my dream and I turn back and of course the entrance is blocked off by a stone wall. So I go to the edge of it and dig my fingers in and pull, and I get out.
Possibly see the night sky and stars and cliff?

At one point I end up near these creepy windows with this thing peering out, like those movie posters where a creature is looking through a crack in the curtain and you can only see their eye. I just remember that it was creepy, though.

When I wake up I'm in this FA where I imagine myself writing down the stuff in a Muji notebook and noting it as Second Market. Apparently I've met the two goons before and I've drawn one of their faces and it looks remarkably similar. I write about sleeping in and how it's like 1:30 pm. And then I fade back into reality, and it's actually 9:10am or so.

Tonight I'm in a hotel and had gone to bed at 12:30am, early for me, after a big meal with lots of wine. I slept for a few hours and it was probably around 3–4am (an estimation, I didn't check) that I started water-cycling. I've found it the best way to avoid a hangover: I wake up at intervals to drink as much water as I can comfortably consume, which inevitably means also having to use the bathroom frequently once the rehydration sets in.

I had already woken a few times in the night and this waking seemed no different at first, because dream logic prevented me from realizing how odd it was that I was walking down a long hall to use the bathroom rather than just using the one in the room. Yet from the start, something made me wonder if I was dreaming. I tried jumping and levitating but it was inconclusive. It didn't occur to me to try other checks. I went in the bathroom and noticed it looked just like one I had just been dreaming about before I woke up, which also seemed suspicious, but I still felt very embodied and awake. I even noticed how clean and inviting this bathroom felt, in contrast to the unpleasant aspect they often present in dreams. I felt awake enough and had to pee urgently enough that I was tempted to just go ahead and use the facilities, reasoning that if I was actually dreaming then with careful intention I should be able limit this activity to the dream state and not accidentally release my bladder in waking life. But uncertainty made me hesitate—I couldn't afford to be wrong about this! Something still made me sense that I was dreaming, even if I couldn't seem to prove it.

I noticed a woman sitting nearby, which did not strike me as odd, but opportune. I approached her and asked, "Am I dreaming?"

"Yes." I was struck by the simple decisiveness of her answer. It was also uncharacteristically straightforward, given the usual evasiveness of my DCs.

"Thanks for being honest. Usually when I ask people in dreams—" (I used this phrase instead of "DC" because I was afraid she might it insulting to be reduced to an acronym) "—they say 'no'. Why do they do that?"

She shrugged slightly. "They're probably just nervous."

I wondered what they might have to be nervous about, but wanted to understand what made her different. "Then why were you so honest?"

"I represent your higher functions." I'm pretty sure this is what she said, or very nearly. It struck me as an oddly technical response.

This DC really intrigued me. She seemed so smart and self-aware, in contrast to the typical dullness and blandness of those I try to interact with. I looked at her closely. She was a slim young woman who appeared to be in her twenties, pretty, with glossy shoulder-length black hair and an Asian cast to her features. Her demeanor was calm, precise, and assured. I wanted a name to remember her by, so I asked: "What's your name?"

She promptly uttered a string of numbers, something like "2166309."

Perplexed by this response, I pressed, "I mean in letters." If she couldn't answer, I decided that I would name her "Murasaki." I had just been reading about the names of Japanese colors so the word was fresh on my mind; I knew it meant purple, and the woman was wearing a bright purple shirt and looked like she might be Japanese. I also recalled that "Murasaki" was a name of ancient pedigree, being the heroine of The Tale of Genji as well as the pseudonym of its courtly author. But my deliberations were unnecessary, it turned out.

"Meonarra," she said. At least that's what it sounded like.

I pressed for clarification: "Can you spell that?"

She might have started with an "M," but what followed was not a series of normal alphabetical letters. She specified particular accent marks and chemical symbols that I wasn't even familiar with. Her explanation of the spelling sounded far longer than the actual name, and at least half of it seemed to be special characters. Even listening closely, I couldn't follow it at all. I wished I had a way to record it other than my own weak memory. I reflected how people in many pre-modern cultures had developed their memories to an extraordinary degree, but we, who can almost always rely on other means of recording information, have very little ability in that regard. I wished I had a notepad to write down what she was saying, but there would be no point: I couldn't keep it with me when I woke up. So instead I just asked her to repeat herself: "Can you say that again?"

She obliged, but it sounded completely different this time, and I could swear the new spelling ended with a "D." That wasn't anything like the name I thought I'd heard. I figured if I couldn't spell it, I should at least make sure I had the pronunciation right. "Meonarra?" I asked, pronouncing the first syllables as "mee-oh." She corrected me; the first vowel was more like the "a" in "after," so it sounded like "mae-oh."

I realized that I was falling into a rut by obsessing over the name, and the dream was not going to last much longer. "Can I see you again?" I asked Meonarra. "I'd like to have a conversation sometime."

She shrank back with a stricken look, as if I'd suggested something completely inappropriate. "No! That's _____'s territory." I didn't quite catch the name, but I think it was two syllables, might have started with an "I," and sounded male. Similar to "Isaac"? But it wasn't exactly that; I don't think it was a waking-world name.

I wasn't sure what was wrong with my request, but I tried to reassure her. "I just mean to chat, like we're doing now. I'd like to see you." I realized that I was drawn to her. I couldn't tell if it was the stirrings of a romantic attraction or if it was just that I found her so interesting. But the thought awakened a sensuous impulse and I put my arms around her. I recognized that it was the dream state itself that made it so easy to slip toward this sensation, and I asked her why dreams had this quality. I can't remember how I worded the question, and can't remember her reply, if she had time to make one before I woke up.

Writing this up it perhaps sounds more bland than it felt at the time. It was one of those dreams that felt really significant, even if nothing much happened. I regret that I got so pre-occupied with her name. Although my waking mind really likes to have names for things, a tendency that bleeds over pedantically into lucidity, I'm not sure if naming things is especially useful or meaningful within dream itself. It is becoming clear, at least, that the kinds of names things have in dream are not always as clear and straightforward as our ordinary linguistic appellations of waking life. Instead they appear to operate much like written text in dreams, characterized by the shifting instability of dream logic. So it might have been better if I could have thought of more substantial questions to ask her, instead of wasting the whole dream just trying to pin down her name. I do like having something to remember her by, but what else might she have told me if I had been able to come up with a more introspective line of questioning?

It is now 6:43am (it was a few minutes before 5:12 when I started so I've spent over 90 minutes writing!) and the sky outside has blossomed into an unbelievably beautiful pink sunrise. I'm going back to bed.

In this dream, I was getting ready to go and have a shower. I put my towel around my waist and walked out my bedroom door, with no clothes on, and I found myself in the middle of a public park! I looked down to make sure my towel was covering everything up. I realized instantly this is a dream, no reality check needed, I am lucid. The clarity was absolutely perfect, more so than the waking world.

There was a concrete path with a manicured lawn, huge trees, and people here and there. It was fall time, the leaves were gone. I then remembered my quest to understand dream characters. The first person I came upon, who was sitting on a concrete/wooden bench, was a young woman in her thirties. She had long brown hair, and greenish yellow rimmed eyes. She smiled at me, and I apologized for only wearing a towel. She said that was okay. I asked if I could sit beside her, she laughed, and said yes. We had some small chat, and I was observing her very closely, trying to find any clue at all that she was a dream character. There was nothing to suggest this, she was absolutely perfect. I then commented on how beautiful her eyes were. I tried to make eye contact, but she looked away. I leaned forward and stared straight into her eyes. I invaded her comfort zone, and I she had the appropriate look suggesting I certainly did. I commented on the green and yellow colors in her eyes, and then she said, “Sometimes they sparkle gray.” As she said this her eyes grew twice as big, and colors became more pronounced. Goggles then appeared on her face. She reached up and rubbed her eyes, and they returned to normal, and the goggles were gone. She looked uncomfortable. I then said to her, “You’re your eyes sparkle especially when you’re dreaming.” She gulped, and looked at me and said, “What?” I then told her I’m dreaming. She said, “What are you doing?” She was upset, and starting to look around frantically. She then pushed her forearm against my chest, and then I woke. I didn’t try to go back into the dream.

I was at a community club event. I knew I was dreaming (not sure why). Usually I take off and fly and try to take full advantage of the situation, but this time I decided to keep quiet, observe, interact, and use no super powers. As a note, this lucid dream lasted about 15 minutes, and was very stable and clear. No stabilization was needed. It’s definitely one of my longest lucid dreams.

The community club was full of people, at least 100. I moved through the crowd of people, saying, “Hi!”, and “Excuse me.” People really didn’t notice me. I was scanning the crowd seeing dream characters interact, hearing conversations, and there was chatter everywhere. I could see people appearing instantly out of nowhere. I noticed characters here and there yawning and getting tired. The sleepy characters would stop interacting, would lie down, or vanish, or sink through the floor. Aside from dream characters appearing and disappearing, it was unbelievable just how real the experience seemed!

I came upon this young girl in her early twenties, very pretty, and she reminded me of my daughter. I decided to talk to her. I asked her name, and she replied (I forget her name). I introduced myself. She smiled, and we started talking casually, as we strolled around the crowd. She seemed to like hanging out with me. She then yawned, and she started to disappear. I asked her to stay, and to keep talking to me. I coaxed her along, and she was back again interacting. We headed over to the corner of the community club, by the tables. I asked her if she would like to sit down. She nodded and sat at the end of the table, and I sat opposite to her. There were several gray haired older women sitting at the table. One of the ladies said hi to me, and used my name! I thought how does she know my name?

After about 10 minutes I thought it was about time to blow my lucidity cover up, so I told the young girl I was dreaming. She looked at me and seemed very confused by what I was saying. I asked her where she lived, and she said from Queens, New York, off Hwy??, near the exit ramp. I asked her for her phone number, and she gave me a mixture of letters and numbers. I told her to try again, and she said the same numbers and letters again. The older ladies around the table suddenly started looking bit up tight, and I could see a glowing orange light behind me.

I looked around, and there was this man in a black suit jacket trying to tie me up to a metal post with a glowing strap. I stood and backed away from him, and I said, “It’s all okay, everything is okay, and I’m leaving.” He seemed to be fine with this and he walked away. I decided to follow him and ask him why he was trying to tie me up. He stopped, looked at me, and then I asked him. He told me, “You’re not following the rules.” Suddenly a porcelain black cat appeared on the ground beside me. I could see the cat’s eyes moving. Btw, black cats are my dream sign, and often tell me when I’m dreaming. The man in the black suit, pointed at the black cat and said in a harsh voice, “And why does that thing keep appearing?” I felt like telling him, “Because that’s my dream sign stupid!” I bent down and picked up the cat carefully into my arms, and petted it. The porcelain cat became this perfect golden eyed, black cat. We walked away from the man in the black suit. I always give this black cat a lot of affection in my dreams. The cat started to lick my face and lean into my chest. I then woke up and immediately recorded my Lucid dream.

1st. So I had a false awakening where I began to go back to bed. As I fell back asleep, I could feel myself going into the dream so I thought I may as well just WILD it. It felt like I was doing flips and moving around my room, slowly it began to settle downed I tested to see whether I was in a lucid dream. So I went directly to the mirror in my bathroom, I was only about 4feet tall and had pale blue/blondish hair, my face was also a different structure with my bones being a lot sharper and harsh to look at. After this my dad came in and I though about posts when people said that they would tell their dream characters that they are actually in a dream, so I did exactly that although I cannot remember what happened after that.

2nd. So there was me and a little girl as well as my little brother. We were in this small circle sized area with a few other people and were surrounded by plants and fauna, most of these were normal looking. The girl began looking through one side of the bush where there was high shrubbery although an adult began telling her that she should not be doing that.. She then began going through another area where the ground was softer and almost marsh like and the plants were sparser and taller. Most of these were about half of my height. She began stepping on them, splitting them in the process. This would let her walk around without touching the ground. I thought that this could potentially be dangerous so I stopped her and she went somewhere else, while she was exploring somewhere else I became curious about what was outside of this circled off area so I began taking the path that she had taken using the same process of splitting the top of the plants. The plants became shorter and looked as if someone had already split them, so now the whole ground was practically covered. They also began to gain this weird purple colour. Suddenly the ground gave way to a massive pond. The pond was a very very dark green in colour and was covered in these gigantic lily pads with the length of a bed, the whole place had this kind of magical vibe to it. I started stepping on these although they gave way and flooded me up to my knees. At some point I decided to turn back after getting a bad feeling about the place, although I didn’t head back the way I came in, I went through this kind of swamp area with the same lily pads as before, although here the feeling of something being wrong went to dread and anxiety. I reached the shore in time although now everyone else was trying to do what I had done. I tried to warn them but they would not listen. This is all I can remember.

3rd. I was in a large track area although instead of running track there was a forest to replace it. Here I was chasing my little brother or my dog (Can’t Remember). As we came around the corner I could see that there were a group of people clustered together. There was my step-dad there and my sister. On the ground there was a iPhone6. In real life I am actually waiting for my iPhone to arrive so I was excited when I saw this in the dream world. I immediately asked my step-dad whether I could open it, he said yes. When i lifted the top I noticed that it was the black model, had some sort of case already half attached to it. The iPhone itself was pure black, thicker and felt generally not like an iPhone6. I put it back in the case and told him I would prefer the white model and would gladly wait.