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Old LD from 2-11-07

I had another bunch of LDs this morning before I woke up. Unfortunately I was awakend by the phone, and it was an old friend I hadn't talked to in quite a while, so we talked for a long time. Now my dream recall is down. Of course I don't want to sound like I'm complaining. I would take the phone call any day over the recalling of lucid dreams.

I will try to write what I can remember. Like the previous LD I was in and out of lucidity. I had many False Awakenings. At this point I can't remember chronological order real well. So I will list all the things I remember doing while lucid in my typical lucid blue.

I do remember it started with seeing black widows in my garden. I was trying to decide if I should kill them or not. At one point I saw a huge BW exoskeleton. It was far too big to be a BW. And this is what cause me to question my state.

I thought, "Does it feel like I am dreaming?" And I suddenly felt all light and slightly disoriented, and "floaty" feeling. And I knew I was lucid.

At some point I looked at my hands. They looked completely normal. I was wearing a long sleeved grey shirt. But for some reason I thought I was looking at my real hands that I was drifting awake (FA). I thought, "I need to go to sleep again so I can continue the LD."

So I thought I went to sleep again, and in the "new dream" I saw the BW exoskeleton again and knew I was back in my dream.

At some point in the dream I tried to fly. I didn't do a very good job. I would hover and then float back to the ground. I was frustrated. I thought about my LD not too long ago where I had to "swim" to get my flying going. I tried that, and I got a little highter, but I kept floating back to the ground.

Seems like I had another FA somewhere in here.

I have a fuzzy memory of being in a bedroom with my sister and laying on the floor by a bed. I have no idea where this fits into the dream. But I think something about that caused me to become lucid again.

At some point in the LD I remember being able to finally fly fast.

The last thing I remember doing while lucid was talking to Mark and Tim and climbing up this tall metal shed or barn. M and T were sitting in chairs below and I climbed up. I remember it being pretty easy to climb. I got to the top and looked down. I thought about flying off, but was suddenly scared. I felt so heavy--I really felt the pull of gravity.

I looked down below at what I would hit if I fell while trying to fly. There was a structure made of old rusty pipes. It looked like something I definitely didn't want to land on. But I thought to myself, "I can't die--this is just a dream. I can't even injure myself." But them I remmebered past dreams where I was able to feel dream pain--and how real that could feel. So I hesitated again.

But the I thought about the times where I had let myself fall off things. I remembered the "experiment" of falling backward off the balcony--how I was afraid to do that, yet I managed to let it happen. When I did that, I had just fallen into a great white void. I didn't get hurt at all.

I also remembered the Task of the months several months ago where the assignment was to jump off a cliff. I had never completed that, but had thought that that would be fun becasue I had acutally done things like that before in LDs (like my Lake Powell LD.)

But this time I jsut stood with trembling knees at the top of the barn/shed and looked down (about two stories). I actually felt terrified to jump. I really couldn't make myself do it. I kept saying, "But this time it feels way too real. The other times I was all "floaty" and I knew I couldn't fall. But this time I know I would fall. Gravity in this dream is just way too strong."

It was an adventure. I was inside a ship. A wooden ship, like in the times of pirates. It's a sunken ship. There are zombies all over, and we have to avoid them. Zombies and other creatures. I also saw ice several times. But it was more like a platform game, avoiding obstacles and creatures. I was helping a companion.

Then I was up in the air with a few people, as if we were "thrown" there. There are stuff in the air, as if they're pinned on air. Made me feel like I'm in a pinball machine. I slide and jump, hoping to reach something, but falling at the same time.

I landed near a mall. I was inside the grocery store, and was looking for stuff to buy. I bought a sack of rice. Then something about stealing. I'm not sure if it was me or someone else.

Lucid Dream:

I remember being somewhat lucid and "falling" though the streets. It was like I was flying to get somewhere, but I wasn't going fast enough, so I let myself fall. I have never tried that before. It was wonderful. It had all the sensations of falling down, but in this case I was falling horizontally. I tried to catch and remember all the street names as I zoomed by. The only ones I remember were "Compost St" and "Mire St". Odd names, but I'm glad I remembered at least two.

I feel like this dream was a breakthrough for me. Maybe this "falling" concept is what I need to fly faster. I'm really good at falling. And I enjoy it so much. So why not fall forward instead of down?

I am gong to start with a short introduction. Hi I am TwinklefairyTUTU (not "tut") and I am 21. I have not had fully lucid or vivid dreams. I have had some dreams where I realise I am sleeping and change one thing then go back into it. Well... actually i had one that I drifted in and out of knowing and then started controlling near the end. It took some effort to change things but I guess i did. I would however like to start off by sharing a non-lucid dream. It is a dream that has been in my head forever. The most vivid dream I have had and the only one in which I can remember every detail. I could not forget about it so i wrote it as a short story. I had planned on turning it into a ong story but did not get far. I have a lack of motivation, confidence and inspiration. Anyways, it is written in the form of a story so it may seem false but every detail is correct in refards to my dream. I hope you like it. I believe the only difference is that it is told in third person and I gave the runner a name, sort of. In my dream I was the runner and it was first person however I did not have an identity. Oh! and in the end of the dream I was a camera in the sky staring at bloody tire trails and such on the road. I decided to leave that out.


I call it. endless Halls.
He reached the top of the short vertical section of the vent. A small spot of blood sat near the top corner after his head beat off of the top and he landed on his feet. He did not have time to care about the gash which just opened up on the top of his head. The teenage boy continued to run through the large-dark vent, without looking back. He could not hear his pursuer, but could sense his presence. The boy felt a change of density in the floor and put his hands in front of him right before hitting a wall. He was in a hallway. The terrified teenager pushed away from the wall and headed down the corridor as his eyes slightly adjusted to the darkness and he could tell where the walls were. He ran past closed doors and barely missed multiple small tables. The boy took many turns in this seemingly endless and empty building.
The number of residents in this hellish building was well known to be very large by all of those inside but kept secret from all outsiders. No one from the outside world had any clue what went on inside this building or what the kids inside had to deal with. Many scared children and teenagers sat behind the hundreds of doors. Many, too disturbed to sleep and most , too scared to lay awake. Two-hundred-twelve, was what the boy had been used to answering too. It was the number on his room door. All of these things raced through his head as he raced down the hallway, along with questions. “What do I do? What happens when I get to the end? Is anyone ever going to find out and help?” He knew that his master would be angrier then ever before when he was caught and he knew that more than one person was willing to catch him. What he did not know was if he would survive what they would do to him.
Around the next turn sat several young children. A boy and girl were on one side of the hall and another boy on the other. There was a small table on both sides but still room to run between with no problem. The lonely boy sat, huddled against the side of the table, facing away from the direction of Two-hundred-twelve.
On the other side of the hall the girl was also crying. “I’m scared. We should go back.”
The second boy held her hand tight and led her forward as they constantly looked around. “I can’t. I’m scar…” His eyes widened. “Shh.” He dropped to the ground behind the table close by and pulled the girl to him. He stuck his face into the wall and stayed tight into the corner as the footsteps got closer. He held little doubt that the darkness would not hide them, but was still covered with fear. The teenage escapee bolted passed them and they froze in fear.
Two-hundred-twelve had no idea where he was heading but he took even more turns. “These hallways can’t really be endless. I have to come to something else eventually. I think I have been all over this floor before and it has some other areas. Yes!” He could see light peeking around the next corner and followed it. The hallway grew brighter as he got further and the white end finally opened up into a large room.
The room was well lit with all white surfaces and many tables. This white cafeteria had a straight wall along the right which led to a ramp to another eating area only a few feet lower. A beautiful woman in the lower area noticed the boy as he sprinted between the tables toward the rounded ledge along the left.
“Hey.” The woman screamed a simple alert and the boys master emerged from the hall behind him. Two-hundred-twelve vaulted over the rail and landed hard on the lower area.
“Stop him!” His master followed his exact trail. The boy began to feel hope and jumped onto and over the first two tables. The woman’s hand barely missed his foot and she grunted as her gut hit the second table and she watched him escape.
Two-hundred-twelve could not help but let out a small smile as he stared through the glass wall ahead of him and into the dark city. He could see the rooftops of some of the largest buildings in the city. They were very high up.
The master yelled as he attempted to reach his target but missed by several feet. “Stop!”
Two-hundred-twelve lowered his head and covered with his arms, embracing himself for the next step. His feet push off the floor and the smash echoed through the room and nearby halls. He removed his arms and stared at freedom, hundreds of feet below. The streets were fairly busy in this part of town even in the middle of night. The black-velvet road was in his direct path and he suddenly felt fear. “Oh no. This the end, The painful end…” then his smile came back, “This is the end. The painless end.” Only freedom existed in the boys body as it smashed into the road and over an oncoming car, which skid to a stop.
The smashed window was to high to notice from the streets and the master stared down at the scene. “Damn.” His handsome face was covered with anger. He needed to be in control and this time he was not, He made it clear that he did not like this, and his other subjects would pay for it. Kids were secretly watching from the nearest dark areas in the hallways and they knew things would get worse for them. They watched in fear and jealously as they attempted to create their own plan.
“Get this fixed right away.” The master removed his glare from the roads and walked away. The audience scattered and retreated back to their rooms as quickly and quietly as possible.

I was inside a mall (Ayala Cebu?), jumping up and down the stairs, trying to reach a room where they were celebrating a marriage or something. I arrived at what I thought was the right place. The area was more of a hotel. I reached the room (the name stars with "r," with v o and e in it). The guy (a guard?) there's no celebration there. I left, trying to jump out of the window, but couldn't find a place to land.

A boy and a man. Plaza. An event reminiscent of Chrono Cross. I saw a falling building. There are vampires.

09/06/2011
Dream 1-A
"Almost Reached the Academy Again...Almost"

I was at some fancy dinner party, in a large, extremely luxurious hotel or something. The first thing I actually remember is walking through a large lobby area, and realizing that I was dreaming. I was walking through this dimly lit room, behind 2 or 3 guys. I believe they were friends of mine, but I can't really remember. However, I do recall expressing to them that I was dreaming, and requesting for them to remind me later, if I forget. (I figured it was worth a shot.) That was the last time I saw them in the dream, though, I believe.

Walking up a flight of stairs, I took notice of all of the DC's milling about. Everyone was dressed up nicely, but I can't remember what I was wearing, myself. I passed by this one, Latin-looking girl in a killer gray dress, and we exchanged a quick glance. Moving on, I passed a table full of women who were having a conversation with each other, and I reached out to the nearest one, playfully grabbing her ass. She looked back as I walked on, and gave me a smile. When I turned away from her, to look where I was going, there was another beautiful girl standing in the doorway of a dark room, in front of me. She was petite and blonde, and also dressed very nicely. I'd remembered my intention to search for the Dream World Academy, and I wasn't really trying to get caught up in dream sex, so I simply asked the girl if she would show me to the nearest portal that could take me to the Academy. She agreed, and brought me into the darkened hotel room. I followed her into the bathroom, and she pulled back the shower curtain, motioning for me to step inside. A little confused, I stepped into the shower, expecting to be somehow teleported to the Academy. Instead, though, the girl stepped in behind me. Before I knew it, we were making out in the shower with the water off, and our clothes still on.


Dream 1-B (Dream Chain / False Awakening)
I 'woke up' in a dark room. For a moment, I though I was back at home but, after looking around a bit, I noticed that the room was unfamiliar to me. I could see what looked like an old dresser and TV in the darkness, and a curtain-less window sat nearby. Trying to remember how I might have gotten into this room, I recalled that I had been dreaming, and just woke up here. I recognized this to be a false awakening, got up and walked to the window. It was night out, and I seemed to still be in the hotel, judging by the look of things, outside. The thought came back to me, that I had wanted to find the Academy, so I decided to do some searching on my own. Placing my palms to the glass, I pushed forward and phased through it, stepping out onto the high ledge. From there, I hovered up to the roof, which was high enough that I could just about see above all the other buildings in the area. I looked out over the horizon, to see if anything stood out as an obvious sign that there was an Academy nearby, but didn't really see anything note-worthy.

Then, I looked down to the ground, far below. I could see a small puddle/pond of water, positioned just beneath me, and remembered that these were told (in a previous dream) to be portals. Leaning forward from the rooftop, I dropped off of the ledge, and fell toward the tiny pond. During the fall, I turned myself around so that I was falling backward. Anticipating on hitting the water, I was surprised when I actually fell into what seemed more like a rabbit hole than a water hole. I was still in free-fall; dropping like a stone into the narrow tunnel, to the point where I could feel my stomach begin to turn.

A little uneasy with the unexpectedness of falling backward into this empty hole, I turned back around to fall chest-first. Suddenly, I found that I wasn't falling through a dark pit anymore. Upon the simple act of my turning over, the pit had completely disappeared, and I was now free-falling through the sky, as if I had just been thrown out of an airplane. It was now daytime. Below me, all I could see was blue ocean, for countless miles in every direction, and I was falling toward it fast. A single stretch of island came into view. Even from the aerial view I had, I could tell that it was the Academy! It almost looked like a castle, and the grounds took up the tiny patch of land, leaving really nothing beyond the paved walkways that stretched right out to the docks and into the ocean.

The closer I got to the water, though, the more I could see that there was some sort of chaos going on. Boats became visible in the waters blow, and jets buzzed in the air around me. I had forgotten all about trying to fly, and just continued my free-fall, which ended up dropping me out into the open water, maybe a couple miles from the docks. After splashing down in the ocean, I lifted my head above the surface and took a look around. I had apparently fallen directly into an aquatic war zone. What - from above - just looked like a fray of vehicles scurrying around the air and sea, turned out to be a full-on battle. (This was reminiscent of the last time I went searching for the Academy, and saw that the area was occupied by two opposing military forces. It seems my subconscious decided to throw them back in the mix.) Speed boats with machine guns were battling jets. Scuba divers were waging attacks on the boats. The water - which looked pretty placid, from the air - was now turbulent with the mayhem that was going on around me.

I didn't want to deal with this, though. I just wanted to get to the damn Academy. Deciding not to waste any time with this battle, I levitated myself out of the water and bolted toward the shore, flying over the water like a missile and dodging all of the combatants in my way - just trying my damndest to finally get a chance to explore the actual academy, itself.

Unfortunately, I woke up just before reaching dry land.

I dreamt that that I fell asleep in my bed straight into a lucid dream where I grew wings and flew through the ceiling. It was exhilarating and I flew higher and through more and more ceilings, one after another. Then I noticed the ceiling fans were below me and I was actually flying downwards (paradoxically it would seem).
Then I landed lying in front of St. Peter's gate. A large stone gate standing on top of a circular stone foundation, seemingly floating in space. The gate was unattached, merely a gate with the carving "St. Peter's" on it. I started getting scared and really wanted to ascend, away from here. I was lying in my bed again, "half-asleep" (still within a dream). I even kept having to adjust my sleeping mask on my eyes.
After wishing hard enough to ascend, everything became bathed in golden light, and I knew I had golden wings. I flew up once more only to start falling straight down, quickly. Staring straight up, I fell straight past the gate and the platform it was on so I could see how it was standing atop a giant tower or spire. I kept falling, fast, with occasional vibrations that I could feel in the "real" world (within a dream).
Finally I landed on my my back on my bed, but under my eye mask I could see the shadows of flames flickering in the corners of my room and my bed started getting hot. (I could never really see any flames) My legs and back grew warm. I could see the shadow of a figure walking bath and forth on one wall. And heard a voice talking less TO me, but more AT me. It was around this point I realized I was in Hell and shocked myself awake.


I actually only woke up with a very vague after sense of warmth on my back. And surprisingly the fear and surprise wasn't there, like how emotions follow me from other intense dreams. I think that everything took place in a dream within a dream really helped. That and the fact that I don't believe in a Heaven or Hell and am incredibly secure in that belief that it didn't bother me as much as it should in my logical waking world. Of course I'm shaken that I would have such a dream in the first place, but I still think it was neat. Also even though the dream FELT lucid it couldn't have been, I was merely dreaming of having a lucid dream where these things happened.

1. I was cleaning up a grave yard. Someone had tipped over all the tombstones and I took it upon myself to right them. At some point I also fell into a grave that was half dug open.

2. I was at a house helping someone with repairs. We came into a room to discover hundreds of cat pelts laying all over the floor. Some still had the heads attached. I had to find out who would do such a terrible thing.

3. Lucid: Woke at 3:13am, drank, back to bed
Dream started off OBE like. I floated out of my body and into a vertical position before landing on the floor. I began looking through drawers and cupboards with the feeling that something important was waiting to be discovered. A hallway closet was empty, a void. I picked up a shoe and tossed it into the void. It disappeared into the darkness. I don't hear it land anywhere. I decide to just do it and jump in. But I didn't fall down. I fell forward and horizontally into the blackness. I keep falling and I do not recall if I fell into a new dream or if I might have awakened.

4. I was outside when a vicious blizzard decides to strike. I can't even see a foot ahead of myself. When the blizzard finally dies down I am surrounded by giant snow drifts. Shapes adorn the drifts. Some are just hand prints. Others are names. One is a large heart that is a message to me. I can't remember the message but I stomped through the snow to write a message back that said, "I know. See you soon." I then tried to find my way to shelter.

10-29-06

Lucid Dream!

First of all, I had awakened at about 2:00 thinking about the stress of my responsibilites. I had a really big day the coming day and I desperately needed my sleep--so I pretty much knew I would lay in bed the rest of the night not able to sleep. But somewhere close to 4:00, I went back to sleep and had this dream.

I was in what was supposed to be my mom's house. I was in my mom's room talking with her. She was sitting on the bed. I suddenly noticed that she looked very young. Also she was quite thin. It started sinking in that this was not right. My mom didn't look like this. Then --BLAM--"I must be dreaming!!"

At that very moment my alarm went off--at least what I thought was my alarm went off ("false alarm"...kind of like "false awakening"). The music I heard coming from what I thought was my radio alarm was the Christmas song "What Child is This" (My dreams have such an interesting variety of music.)

As soon as I heard the alarm, I thought, "This can't happen. I have to stay asleep." So I stared at my mom's shirt (a white tank top...yes, definitely a dream) and concentrated on staying in the dream. The moment of danger passed and things were stable again.

The first thing I did to check that I was really in a dream was to float. And yes, I could do it. I love that feeling when I realize that I am in a dream and then do the "float". It's just magical.

I decided I wanted this to be a really useful LD--not just a "flying around" LD. So the next thing I did was to stare at my hands. At first I had 6 fingers. But as I looked it would change. The number would increase. Then I noticed that one of my fingers split into two finger tips (similar to the first time I looked at my hand in an LD).

Then I even noticed that my hand was split--like when you look at a straw in a glass full of water--the refraction makes it not match up right. Well, that's what my hand was doing. And I also noticed that I was wearing my long sleeved brown shirt that I was wearing in the picture I posted holding the giant cockroach.

Then I decided to be even more thourogh. I lifted up my foot so I could see what my toes looked like in a lucid dream. I saw that I had a lot of toes, but I didn't take the time to count them all.

I then walked over to the balcony--I was on the second floor. I decided to see what would happen if I let myself fall off. Would I float? Would I hit the ground?

I had a funny feeling backing up to the edge even though I knew that I couldn't hurt myself in a dream. I got to the edge and gathered my courage and let myself fall backward. I felt a very real falling sensation. I kept going long past when I should have hit the ground. I looked around me. Everything was white. I was falling into this white void. It was very strange. But the falling sensation actually felt kind of good.

I'm not sure how it transitioned, but I was now flying around outside. I could see clouds. I noticed how completely fake they looked. They looked flat like a painting. I was quiute disappointed because I remembered being on the plane and how I had looked forward to seeing very realistic clouds in future LDs

I then remembered that I wanted to fly underwater. I needed to create the ocean. As I flew I told myself that I would come to an ocean. Ands sure enough, I came to a bay (close enough) and dove down into the water. The water was cool, but not too cold. I couldn't see well under the water so I didn't stay down there very long or go very deep.

Somewhere around this point I woke up. I really wanted to get out of bed and write it down while it was still fresh in my mind. But the sensible part won. It knew I would never go back to sleep and that tomorrow would be an exhausting day. So I went back to sleep. Somewhere in my next dream I wrote the LD down. Wonder if that helped me remember it.

I do remember quite a bit. I just wonder what I have forgotten. I hope this means my dry spell is broken and that I will have many more LDs to remember and share. And I haven't even gotten the vitamins yet...

This is a bit of a late entry, albeit my first dream journal entry, but nevertheless I remember some of my dream. I mainly remember traversing around the upstairs portion of a mix between my high school and college, it's main feature being a wide set of stairs that goes down to the first floor. I suddenly felt dizzy near the staircase and fell on my knees, just a few inches away from the stairs. I looked up and saw one of my previous teachers -- my Digital Electronics teacher -- and said hi to him. I had the knowledge of myself graduating, so my teacher looked a bit surprised to see me. He was wearing a red long-sleeved shirt and had khaki pants accompanied with black shoes; I then went forward and proceeded down the stairs, tumbling to the bottom...

... I then questioned the fact of not feeling any pain. At the bottom, I realized I was dreaming, but I hadn't reacted quick enough to my fading scenery. Upon waking up, I had done no attempt at a DEILD or a WILD, for the thought of doing so didn't cross my mind. In order to have stayed in my dream, I could've rubbed my hands together, or I could've stayed perfectly still when I awoke, in order to possibly enter the dream again. I didn't, though, but I must be wary of the options in the future.

My recall for this night is rather fragmented.


I am in Italy on vacation. For some reason I am trying to rent some kind of special room to hold a big dinner and invite a lot of friends.
Then I remember that I'm on vacation, so my friends are actually far away, but somehow I don't consider this an issue...

... I'm having said dinner, however I'm on some kind of cruise ship.
After the dinner I'm walking through the corridors of the ship, trying to find my room.
Somehow I don't know where my room is at all, but I seem to believe that I'll find it by just randomly walking around anyways...

I wake up and attempt to WILD but I fall asleep too quickly.

I am with other people in an unknown location. There is some sort of meeting.
Why am I here again? It feels like I was drawn to this place by a higher force.
I gradually become moderately lucid.
The people I'm meeting with claim to be dreamers. I must have somehow stumbled into a shared dreaming experiment...

... Some of the people, including myself, have gone on some sort of quest.
We're walking a path which supposedly leads towards our goal, though I have no idea what it is.

There's a guy in armor leading the way.
Then there's a girl who caught my attention because she's wearing a rather revealing outfit.
Another guy is walking with us. He's very talkative and seems to be very interested in me.
He keeps bugging me about Yuya, which I find sort of annoying.
There's two more guys, but I can't remember anything about them.

The girl is trying to show me how she can create ice crystals at will, but the annoying guy is heating up the spot where she tries to create ice crystals
with fire magic every time she attempts to show me.
I find this somewhat amusing.

The guy in armor is acting quite weird.
He has long black curly hair, and has a tendency to come very close to you when he's talking with you, opening his eyes widely.
At one point I tell him:

"You're weirding me the fuck out mate"

He just laughs...

... We reach a tower on top of a cliff and climb all the way up.
Apparently the goal was to come here, I don't really get why.
Everyone but the guy in armor, the girl and me have disappeared by now.

The guy in armor starts swinging his arms around wildly making magical noises and finally vanishes.

"Right... now that was properly weird."
"Yes..."

I look at the landscape. It is very beautiful.

"Hey. Wanna fly?"
"Oh... no. I can't fly."
"What? Bollocks, all dreamers can fly."
"Well maybe, but I can't fly yet."
"Sure you can, it's easy."
"For you maybe..."
"Well listen, with that attitude it's no wonder you have trouble flying."
"..."
"Come here, I'll show you."

We approach the edge of the tower. It's a very long way down from here.

"Now what... don't tell me you want me to jump!"
"Free your mind."
"What?"
"Free your mind!"
"Okay..."
"It's safe... it's all safe"
"Right."

I gently push her off the edge and as she realizes she's going to fall she starts screaming.
Somehow I find this funny. I know she isn't in any real danger.
I jump after her and catch up.

"You fucking asshole!"
"Haha, calm down"
"I HATE FALLING!"
"Then fly?"
"Fuck you!"
"Aww come on. I'm not gonna let you fall all the way down."
"Now what?"
"Fly!"
"HOW?"
"What did I tell you?"
"Free my mind..."

The air surrounding her suddenly becomes turbulent and she starts slowing down.
She's very occupied with slowing down, and we come to a full stop about a meter over a lake.

"See, that wasn't so bad!"
"You could have said something instead of pushing me..."
"Maybe..."

I drop down onto the lake and walk on the water.
That clearly makes her curious and she stops flying assuming she'll be able to walk on the water as well.
But she drops right into the lake, which I find quite funny.
She flies back out and gives me a very accusing look.
I say laughingly:

"What? You asked me how to fly, now how to walk on water!"

Hello! I'm on my third DJ entry now, and this one is quite a sexually explicit one so I won't post much details because of forum rules for posting sexually explicit details. So basically this entry is just fragments but still an entry none the less.

Anyway, on to the main topic of discussion which I believe would probably be my progress which I also believe is much more important. I can definitely see my recall improving which is great. As well, I'm starting to train myself to become more aware that I am dreaming. And finally, vividness is going up dramatically because of training my brain to recognise dreams.

I'm thinking that because I'm making use of my dreams that my brain finally recognises that they are not just useless pieces of information and throwing them away instantly when I wake up. I guess my advice to anyone who wants to have better recall and vividness is to start a dream journal. I can finally see why its recommended.

In terms of my latest sleep, its been pretty good. I can't complain. I went to bed at 6pm last night and woke up today at 9am.

Anyway, that it is for news today.

- Cheers!

August 3 - 4, 2011 - Dream Sex

Vividness: 7 / 10
Lucid?: No
# of Dreams: 2

Guide:

[-] Lucid
[-] Non - Lucid
[-] DC talk
[-] Notes

Alright, so this is kind of weird but before I start I need to mention that I actually had a feeling before I went to sleep that I was going to have sex in a dream. I guess that was what induced it.

Dream 1
I was with a bunch of friends in what seems like a weird sort of hotel - b&b. I remember sitting on the floor with my friends and we were playing cards in a dimly lit room. Can't remember the exact number of people there were but it was enough to fill a few rooms with what I assume 2 or 3 beds each. I shared a room with one of best friends M.C and we were about to head off to sleep when I abruptly mentioned to one of friends K.L who is a girl of course, if she wanted to have sex. Astonishingly, she said sure.

I can't believe I didn't go lucid here. I should have known that such a casual answer from her without any hesitation meant that I'm dreaming.

Anyway, I went to her room which she wasn't sharing with anyone and we were about to do our thing but she remembered that she had to do something first before we got started. She left the room and headed downstairs and outside. I looked out the window from my bedroom which overlooked the parking lot and I saw her dad sitting in a car and K.L talking to her dad. I decided to wait by sitting on my bed. After about 10 minutes I grew impatient and went outside to see what was going on. I saw her dad outside by the car and he gave me strange look.

Well this is awkward.

Well I guess she forgot about me or something because as soon as she saw me we went back upstairs and her dad drove off. I asked her as we were going up the stairs, "Can we finally have sex now?"
"Yeah alright you can do me if you want."

LOL.

We go to her room and we start...
(Sexually Explicit Stuff Here)
Finally, we're finished and I head out of my room and I see everyone standing out in the hallway with blank expressions. I guess they overheard us.

This is where it gets even weirder.

Dream 2
After I see everyone look at me I begin to experience some weird sort of hallucination. My dream transfers over to this shopping mall and I experience this weird hallucination not quite like any other dream I've had. I'm in this empty shopping mall and my vision seems really blurry. I'm looking for K.L but I can't seem to find her anywhere. The ground starts shaking and gravity is shifted horizontally. Tables and chairs go flying as I try to hold on to this pole. Its no use and I have to let go. I go flying sideways where I end up experiencing this long falling sensation.

I then wake up abruptly.

I think it was somewhat of a nightmare or something. It was pretty weird.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

It was night. I walked out (from where) onto the peak of a big hill or mountain. The peak of the mountain was kind of thin and knobby. It seemed to be made of a pink stone like sandstone. There were little stretches of green vegetation like moss or short grass. Below the peak, the mountain seemed to wind around in spires and caverns. There were even a few waterfalls. The air was very calm and cool.

There were a few groups of people on the mountain, doing different things. There was a group of policemen sitting near the peak of the mountain. I sat near them. I looked down the mountain and saw a group of skateboarders skating down a sandstone ramp.

The police may have been talking about some job they were on. They may have been looking for some woman for some reason or another.

The skateboarders had all gone to the bottom of the ramp, possibly together. Now they all came back up together. I was kind of wondering if it was okay to be skating out in a natural area like this. But the kids were getting ready to skate again. So I figured I'd watch.

A black boy, kind of tall, maybe in his late teens, skated down part of the ramp. But he ended up going down a side ramp off to his right. The ramp sloped upward, over the edge of the moutain. The boy lifted up into the air and then disappeared off the cliff. There was no sound of his crashing, although the boy may have made a little sound of surprise as he went off the cliff.

I kind of waited for a second. It seemed like everybody, including the cops, had seen the young man flying off the cliff. But the police didn't seem to care. They just kept talking about this job of looking for a woman.

Finally I told the police that they probably should look for this boy. He obviously just fell off a cliff, and he was in danger. I even bent over, while still sitting, to get a view down the mountain through some kind of hole made in the sandstone. I saw the boy below, lying face down on a ledge of sandstone.

It was pretty obvious the boy was dead, and I told the police so. They grunted a bit and stood up reluctantly, saying they'd go check things out. In the meantime, however, I was apparently charged with the task of finding the woman.

I walked down one of the sandstone slopes. But then I was suddenly in a house. I was in an area like a living room. It was really wide, but it also felt short somehow. There were a lot of windows and sliding glass doors. It was night, and the house felt lit, but not completely.

I had to search along all the walls, even feeling along the walls and down at the corners where the walls met the floors. The woman was apparently in a small space like this. All this time I was either having a conversation with myself in my head or hearing or remembering hearing the police talking, probably about the woman.

This is the dream that made me realize that external influences can influence dreams. At the time I was sleeping on the top bunk.

I found myself sliding down an epically large, curved, black and red checkered funnel. It was so big that as I slid I could only see the horizon of the funnel that I was headed for. The checkered pattern passing me sped up faster and faster and began to hold still and move backwards. (It was like a the effect of a spinning wheel appearing to reverse as it hits a certain speed) The funnel steepened and I soon saw where I was headed. At the bottom of the funnel was an uncovered well. I remember that the well was made of medium sized stone slabs.

As I hit the bottom I was flung into the well backwards facing up. As I fell I watched the stone sides of the well speeding past me and saw the light from the top of the well quickly shrink and disappeared. The stones were now dark and I was accelerating downward. I felt like I was going to hit the bottom and quickly flipped around not unlike a cat. I saw the dark stone bottom of the well speeding toward me and halt as I caught myself on my hands and knees.

I Awoke to find that I had fallen off my bunk and landed on the floor on my hands and knees.

I was in USLS. Was doing some exercise or something. Me and a guy friend went down the stairs just outside of the library.

I was in our town plaza. Vampires all around. One, a friend vampire(?), was pretending to suck my blood so that the other vampires will leave me alone. I was on the ground, with desert sand, although there are small lines of water passing through the sand. The sky is yellowish, cloudy. I "heard" an explanation in my head that explains vampires walk on the walls/ceiling so that they can better smell their prey.

After a while, the vampires started to sense me.

I recall a fight, inside a supermarket or factory. I was with some people. Allies. We're trying to get out. We were able to go through the enemies, but the garage door-like entrance was already closing. Then we were caught by an enemy female doctor/scientist, in white lab coat and ponytailed black hair, wearing eyeglasses. We were stuck in ice blocks, and we were told not to move or we would be cut.

A comrade, a guy who looked like the enemy army guy in the movie Avatar, with his short white hair, muscled frame, and commander demeanor. We listened to how the female doctor can't reach her full potential, and our comrade sympathized with her. He swore to get her out of here.

We were put in cages. One of our comrades, a bipedal beagle with a red cape, wanted to pee. I saw him try to hide, as he pee, and then he did something. The next scene, I was with my fellow prisoners. We heard an explosion, and then we were told by the guards that our ally is dead.

I was in our home town, walking with Mike G. His father owns a store in our home town. We went there. His brother is also there. We saw the store closed. It was an internet store. I was playing a game there, and I saved them in various computers. When we went in and opened the store, kids went in to play. The only remaining station where I saved my game was one where I didn't go far in the game. It was station 2.

I was falling. We were falling from the sky. Everything seems to be falling from the sky; bit and pieces of machinery and metal. We were in a wide field, with some buildings afar, and a sea beyond it. We saw the huge, yellowish moon, and a coming lunar eclipse.

We saw our bipedal dog ally standing on top of one of the crashed metal ships, as if it was the most natural thing on earth. We then went directly to the fortress of the enemy. We tried to sneak in, but when I climbed to the second floor, the enemy saw us. I kicked one off the second floor towards an ally on the first, and they fought.

Then I had to fight a stronger foe. He was carrying a retractable white stick. So was I. He was stronger, and he told me that the next time he hits my left hand, it's over. I went into a rage and defeated him, although "I" was away from my body then.

Then I was with a guy. We were supposed to go to Forest Park/Mansilingan. We were waiting for an Eroreco jeep, going south.

We faced the huge, turtle "jumping board." The others have been fighting him before I arrived at the scene. Then one of us hit him physically, and he started complaining to the boss. The boss, who looked like the chief of Grimoire Heart, used magic to turn the huge turtle into a tube-shaped stick, and they all went into it, including a "prince," his son.

We traveled with it, but we can hear them talking and making noise, so we decided to leave them behind, and hid them under some palm-shaped leaves in a forest. The last thing I heard was that they notice it's sunrise/sunset.