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Dream one:
I'm with my brother and a couple of randoms and I'm tying a knot to keep a sail tied onto the top of its mast, I do a clove hitch and a loop round turn with a highwayman's hitch to hold it in place, explaining to the randoms that it's a good idea to have a quick release knot in case of emergencies.

Jofish takes the small boat and starts sailing it around the very shallow lake we're in (I'm still standing in the water watching him do turns and even a couple of jumps in the boat)

[I wake up to my alarm and then fall back to sleep in what I guess was technically not a FA because I did actually wake up and turn my alarm off.]

Dream two:
I'm trying to get up but I'm lying in bed with my eyes really struggling to open. I take the fact that I can just about see what looks like reality as an indication that I'm awake after all even though struggling to open my eyes is a dream sign (it usually means my light box is shining in my face and my dream imagery is struggling to be seen). I get up and start telling Jofish about the dream he was in while trying to get up to make breakfast. I go downstairs and have to step over my dad who's sleeping on the floor in the dining area on the way to the kitchen - I'm back at my childhood home and am not surprised to find him here. Mum's got a large light box and I "remember" that she got prescribed one. My dream logic tells me that this is why I'm struggling to see.

I get to the kitchen and start rifling through the fridge to find breakfast things, but it's full of housemates' stuff, then turns out to be the oven, but the fridge next to the oven is in much the same state of cluttered mess. I throw out some obviously moldy stuff and am giving up on finding what I'm looking for when I realise there's another fridge on the other side of the kitchen and that does contain useful breakfast things.

I start trying to fry some bacon still seeing through the slits of barely openable eyes. I manage to get some bacon onto my flat griddle thingumy and start frying it. I decide I need to add some more bacon so I try to arrange the bacon so that the already started stuff doesn't over cook, then I add an egg and have to shuffle everything around again. I just about manage to find the plastic fish slice I need to flip things over without scratching the nonstick pan, after getting a little distracted by piles of washing up and having to feel my way around because my eyesight is so poor.

In the process of shuffling items around the pan and adjusting the heat of the hob, and moving the griddle pan around to ensure the heat is under the items that need it rather than under the things that don't, I've somehow ended up almost sitting on the hob and realise that my left knee is getting uncomfortably hot and I almost set my trousers on fire.

[Again, I wake up to my alarm (it's on a 10 minute snooze) and again manage to fall asleep straight into a dream.]

Dream three:
Again, I'm telling somebody about the stream I just had, again I'm trying to make breakfast. I remember telling the egg that I have to cut its yolk in half to make it cook at the right speed to be ready at the same time as the rest of the food. Again I'm struggling to open my eyes.

[Again, the alarm thing! This time I roll over to face away from my light box half thinking I might attempt a WILD as I'm obviously in the right timing for it to work]

Fragment:
The dream that arrives is yet another one of me telling somebody about my dream and the frustration of missing two dream sign crammed FAs in a row, and I don't realise the irony that I'm doing it again. I realise that I can't keep prattling about dreams because after that many alarms, I need to get on with getting ready for work, so I wake up to get to and ready for work.

SO MANY MISSED CHANCES!

#406 - OBE - 5:52AM

I do a quick WBTB at 3:00AM to have some coffee prepared with 1tbs of ground in a small french press.

I wake from some dream about ice turning into chopped nuts in the blender. I move a bit but catch myself and lay still focusing on body relaxation. After an unknown amount of time, I feel really wide awake and wonder if it's close to the alarm going off. I sit up to check my alarm. I see that I have set it for 6:10am and it's 5:53am. I decide I may as well get up and do my morning meditation, but as soon as I get up something crazy happens. I simultaneously hear a loud ripping, gasping sound that I think comes from my wife and recognize that familiar OBE/dream body feeling. The sound startles me and I realize I must have just had a false awakening. This sends me back into my body, but I quickly recover. I get up, but can only float around the room. Then, I stop a second. Feel normal and think that I may have woke up, but when I move I realize I'm still floating someplace to the right of my bed. I decide I may as well enjoy the sensation of weightlessness and begin to kick off walls and objects in my room.

After some seconds of this, I think maybe I can teleport if I focus on a place to be. The first thing that comes to mind is a field of flowers. I start singing, "I want to be in a field of flowers... a field of flowers... a field of flowers. I want to be in a field of flooooweerrs." Suddenly, I an standing up right in the room. I'm disappointed I didn't teleport but at least I have some solid footing. I see a light is on someplace in the house and quickly discover that it's the kitchen. I stand there looking around but everything is blurry. I try to focus my vision but end up opening one of my physical eyes and waking up.

Oddly enough I finished typing this on my device at 6:10

First dream

I was a Liberal Crime Squad leader. Our goal was to take over the U.S government, and make each law liberal. I have gained more leaders that were responsible for recruitation and other operations. They recruited a few sleeper agents, and we started to build our safehouse. We've bought a press and started Liberal Guardian newspaper.

False Awakening - DILD

I woke up in my bed, and went straight to the bathroom. I thought Why It's so dark here? I tried to turn the light on, but the lightswitches haven't worked. Suddenly I realised that it's a false awakening. I did the nose plug RC and went back to kitchen. I thought Well, I've never reached the bathroom in a false awakening before. Tried to turn the kitchen lights on, but lightswitches still weren't working. I clapped my hands, and lightbulb blinked giving a little light. It stopped blinking when I stopped clapping my hands. I pointed my left hand at the light bulb, and made a gesture showing that I grab it. When I've finally got some light, I've lost lucidity, and it all went into a non lucid.

I was in the bathroom. I was taking a bathe in my t-shirt and underwear, while there were three more persons in the room. I finished taking a bath. My clothes were dry. I went to the living room. My siblings were there. I had to check something on younger sisters PC. I asked why it's turned off. They told me to turn it on. I did it and sat on a wheelchair. Suddenly my teacher arrived there and asked me Hey?! Are you sitting in a hotel room! No! I sat on a nearby sofa, and the teacher sat on a wheelchair. He told me that he has plugged his PC to our, and he had to do something on his PC first. Windows XP intialized. He had a picture of wood as a wallpaper (he's a forestry teacher). I went outside with a wooden piece in my hands. I was hiding it, as if it was something I wasn't supposed to see or have. I went back to home and thought I have my own laptop, why have I wanted to use sisters PC? Dream faded to darkness and I woke up after a while.

Not really a whole lot of dreaming. My back hurt slightly and there were multiple disturbances while I was trying to sleep. Let's hope the competition will provoke another lucid dream!

Non-Lucid
Questioning
Lucid

I got out of bed and fumbled around in the dark for a while before finding a torch and taking a clock off of the wall because it was annoying me. I then went back to bed before waking up for real.

Like I said, not a huge deal of content which kinda sucks. I'll probably get a better sleep tonight and try WBTB again.
- Have a third lucid dream.
- Have a conversation with a DC.
- Fly.
- Find my Dream Guide.

WTB 3am, woke just before 7:30am. Although I had set no alarm, it must have been intention that woke me, since I needed to take my car to the mechanic this morning, and 7:30 is when they open. So I drove in, did some grocery shopping across the street, and then walked back home since it's not too far. Returned to bed around 9am and focused intention to get lucid since I'd had such a good WBTB.

I was at a party in some guy's house. (The "party" theme must be WLR because last night I did the party scene in ME3, though none of the details were similar.) I was younger, maybe even a teenager—I think so, since the guy hosting the party was living with his parents—and wasn't really "me" in terms of identity. I was lounging on the floor with some other kids. A guy next to me joked with someone else about me taking my clothes off, and I reprimanded him sharply.

Vague scene change; it was the next day, and everyone else was gone, but I was still in the house—only now I didn't have my clothes. Obviously I needed to get them before I could leave, but this was complicated by the fact that the host's mother had come home, together with her young baby. I was sneaking around, hoping not to get caught, because I was afraid of how she would react if she found a nude girl in the house. I didn't recall doing anything inappropriate but she would naturally assume the worst.

I managed to sneak into the bathroom and thought that from there I could maybe call her from the door and make up some story about how I had taken a shower and now needed my clothes—though I worried that it might be hard to explain how my clothes had ended up in another room, and it didn't help that I wasn't exactly sure where they were. But my anxieties about this were resolved when I looked down and noticed that I was fully dressed after all. (Thanks, dream!)

Now my only challenge was sneaking out of the house. But the dream was even more obliging in that regard. The mother caught sight of me as soon as I entered the next room, and I was afraid that she would respond with horror and alarm at discovering a stranger in the house. Instead, she just called me over in a friendly way as though we were already well-acquainted and she expected me to be there. We went into her large walk-in closet, where she wanted my opinion on some clothes as she changed. She put on a lower garment that was made of two separately patterned pieces of cloth, one for each leg, that fit very loosely like Thai fisherman pants. Attached to the upper part was a horizontal band of cloth, at least six inches wide and several feet long, in a third contrasting color and pattern, that she could wrap around her waist to secure the garment. The cloth and patterns were lovely and I complemented it; she said that she had made it herself. Next, while she was putting on a top, I noticed how beautifully flat her stomach was in profile and complimented her on that as well. She laughed and said modestly that it had just looked that way because she had been holding her arms over her head.

After that she and her husband went out to an indoor mall and I tagged along. As I glanced around at the various shops, I reminded myself that since we were dreaming I should make sure to attempt one of the tasks, since it had apparently slipped my mind until that point. This made me wonder when I had first realized I was dreaming. I thought back and couldn't figure it out. In retrospect, I don't think I really was cognizant of the dream until that point, but at the time it felt much more ambiguous, like it had been a latent awareness all along. (I get this a lot—I think there is often a latent awareness of dreaming on some level, in which case lucidity requires becoming aware of the awareness!) That might explain why earlier the dream had soothed my anxieties rather than exploiting them, even though I hadn't been aware of directly controlling it.

I figured that since it was the New Year's holiday in the dream, it would be a great time to try the fireworks TOTM again, since there were bound to be fireworks tonight anyway. Again, it's hard to say if I had really "known" all along that it was the holiday, or if I had only just "realized" this when it was convenient to my goals. I was lucid enough to know that in WL it was much later in the month, but remembered it was still January at least... so close enough.

I walked back to the front doors of the mall, which were transparent glass, and looked out over the landscape. I didn't see any fireworks yet—it was dark out but it seemed like it was too early in the evening—and I hoped my intention could make some appear. I scanned the horizon but nothing manifested. I decided maybe it would be easier to spark them directly from my hand, so I turned around and started walking through the mall again, willing some kind of visual display to manifest from my palm. This should be easy, since in the past I've practiced summoning all the basic elements, and fireworks just seemed like a variation of this. But again, nothing happened.

I tried to figure out what the problem was, and wondered if maybe I was too distracted with the music. Here's another case where I can't say for sure when I started singing. Often I deliberately use music in dreams as a way to channel focus into particular tasks, a method that has worked very well in the past, but right now I felt like I was singing for sheer pleasure, and the music was of unearthly beauty. Now that I noticed it, I put aside my other goals for the moment to pay attention to what I was singing. I was using my voice, but there were no real words, just abstract vocalizations emerging spontaneously in a lovely, lilting melody. The most distinctive thing about it was that I was singing in harmony with myself, as though I had several different interweaving voices, at least three, maybe more. I've sung like this before in dreams and once again had to wonder: what does it mean? When the music manifests like this, so complex and ethereal, it feels like it has some primordial significance.

Most of my attention was now focused on the song, and nothing else seemed so important. I wanted to be in the open air, so I returned to the front doors of the mall and walked through them. I sang for a while longer, until the world around me faded in color and substance and I knew I was waking up. My first impulse was to grab my phone and try to record some of the melody as best I could before I lost it entirely. However, my phone seemed to be stuck on camera mode, and although I was insistently pressing the button and even trying to close the window manually by clicking in the upper right corner (a PC reflex, obviously this doesn't work on phones!), I couldn't get back to the main screen. Problems with tech like this are a dreamsign so I even wondered if this was an FA. However, my main concern right was to preserve any shred of the music intact, so I didn't want to distract myself with an RC, but tried to keep as much attention as possible on preserving the song.

Even though I now only had a single voice, I was surprised how easily and spontaneously the music was still flowing, and figured it was because I had just woken up and retained lingering traces of the dreamstate. More than traces, I realized, when I woke up again and knew that it been an FA after all. I once again reached for my phone and was gratified that I could now access the main screen. But I was still having difficulties: I looked through all my apps for the voice recorder and couldn't find it! I went back and forth from screen to screen, cycling through them all three or four times, and it was nowhere! I was forced to question if this was yet another FA, even though I was now sure that I recognized everything around me from waking life, and the dream memories and music were fading rapidly. In the past I've sometimes had trouble recognizing the voice app icon because it has such a bland appearance, but I had made a point of remembering that it resembled a microphone.

After taking more time and deliberately examining every icon on every screen, completely baffled by my inability to find it, the mystery was finally solved. I found it at the very end of all my apps, where I had placed it deliberately with the notion of making it easy to find, only I had misremembered its appearance: the last OS upgrade had completely changed the graphic to some wavy lines. It was too late to salvage the music. I tried to record the one line of melody that I could still vaguely recall, but it sounded completely wrong. I couldn't get my real voice to match the way the song sounded in my head, either in terms of the general register or even the specific notes.

I was in my room, which was full of daylight. I had just woken up and I was going to get ready to meet a friend for breakfast. I could hear my mum and grandma talking in the corridor, but I didn't pay attention to them. I looked at my analog watch and it said it was around 3.20. I knew right away that I was dreaming. I looked at my hand and, sure enough, I had an extra finger between my middle and fourth finger. I caught a glimpse of my watch again, and this time it said it was 11.30. Then, I went to my desk, I wanted to make sure I remembered all the details of the RCs to explain them to my boyfriend, who recently took an interest in lucid dreaming (after hearing me talking about it so much). All of a sudden, I noticed a shadow behind me, turned around and saw a male figure standing there. He wasn't talking or doing anything, his expression was blank, but even so, he had startled me and I shouted: "don't scare me like this! Out, now!" As soon as I turned around again, he disappeared.

Then, I thought I'd get out of the bedroom and explore the dream. Before doing so, I remembered my mantras and said them out loud: "all of my dreams are lucid" and "I remember all of my dreams". After this, I thought it'd be a good idea to try out one of the month tasks from this forum. I was trying my hardest to recall them, and for some reason I thought one of the basic tasks was to get a pen and throw it at a DC to see how they reacted. So, I got a pen from my desk, opened the door and found my grandma talking to me. I threw it at her and after it hit her, she watched it fall without giving a crap about it and then went on talking.

I went back into the room, afraid I would oversleep and be late for breakfast. I checked the time on my phone (as though the time was going to be accurate), and it said it was 8.39 am. Apparently, I still had ten minutes until the alarm went off. I woke up for real soon after this, checked the time: 8.41 am.

I heard my radio alarm go off, and music was playing loudly, so rolled over and hit the ‘off’ button, then gazed up at my ceiling feeling some disappointment that I didn’t get to connect with my daughter in an LD or OBE. Hold on, something is in my mouth, what is it? I reach in my mouth and pulled out what felt like leafs. Okay, I get it; I’m having a false awakening!

I dragged myself out of bed, and it felt like I weighed 500 lbs. My CPAP mask was stuck to my face, and my blanket was over my head, so I clawed away to remove them piece by piece. I then called out, “Daughter, where are you?” I looked in my closet, nope, she’s not there. I could see my bed glowing with white light and wind was blowing my sheets around. The blanket was humped up on the edge of my bed and wavering in the wind, so I figured she must be under my blanket. Nope, she wasn’t there. I then checked under my bed, and again, nope she wasn’t there either. I could hear some familiar female voices in the hallway, so I went and opened my bedroom door, and I was surprised to see my two sisters standing there.

My oldest sister took one look at me, laughed, and said, “Looks like you had a rough night!” You know, that’s exactly how I felt, totally dishevelled. If I looked in a lucid dream mirror, I probably would have been a monster or something. My other sister was missing most of the features on her face (a skin face). I staggered past them and came upon my mom who was blocking the way into my daughter’s room. I asked mom, “Where’s daughter?” She looked over her shoulder into my daughter’s room and replied, “You can’t go in yet.” I was feeling barely able to hold on to my lucidity, so I blurted, “I need to see her now!” My lovely mom replied, “Go ahead then.” I squeezed by mom, and came upon my daughter who was ‘forming a body’ on her bed. Okay, this I’ve never seen before while lucid!

First her torso and head formed with short arms and legs, and she looked like skin and bones. Then her legs and arms slowly grew out as clothes and hair appeared. I was starting to freak out! I grabbed onto her skinny body and shouted, “Daughter, are you okay?” She just laid there face down and unresponsive. Suddenly she became conscious and flew up into my arms and hugged me, and said, “Dad!” Her body filled out to her normal size as I held her close. I told her, “I love you!” I instantly forgot about what I’d just seen (first time is always a shocker!). We hugged for at least a minute, and then my lucidity started to fail. I said, “Let’s go for a walk!” My dear daughter said, “How about a run?” I said, “Yes, let’s do that, running is fun while lucid because I can run real fast and never get tired.” We ran down the stairs, out the front door, and then my vision went completely black. I laid perfectly still in bed so as not to wake. Then boom, I was back in the dream at the exact same spot! I ran out the front door looking for my daughter, but she was gone? I went back in the house and asked my mom if she knew where my dear daughter went, but she didn’t know. I then woke up feeling great! Thanks daughter! My real alarm went off minutes later.

I don’t know how or why I became lucid in this dream, but I was visiting with my close childhood friend Glen, in what looked like a public lounge area. There were several tables and couches, each tucked away in private sitting areas. People were everywhere, sitting around and chatting with each other. Glen and I were standing near a partition wall, separating us from a group of people who were sitting around a table.

I started thinking about an energy ball I created in a LD (dream journal entry: Kamehameha - My first Energy Ball) some time ago, and I wanted to show my friend Glen, mostly to show off, but also to see if there’s something that can be done with this little ball of energy. Does it have a purpose? I cupped my hands together and focussed, and then a ball of soft white light, about the size of a grapefruit, appeared. I focussed harder (I think I even growled), and then the light turned to a transparent blue, full of hundreds of bolts of electricity, and about the size of a volleyball. It kind of looked like a plasma lamp, less the glass sphere. One of people on the other side of the partition wall stood up and peered over the wall to take a look at what was going on, and then quickly sat back down when I looked to see who it was. My friend Glen just stared at it with astonishment, and he was reaching for it (I was also taken back by what was going on). Bolts of blueish white electricity were now licking around my fingers and up my wrists. I looked at Glen, and asked him if he wanted it, and he said, “Yes!” I was lucid, but I didn’t want to experiment with him by handing him this ball of energy. So I said, “Sorry, I’m going to keep this.” Then the ball collapsed and absorbed back into my hands. There were little flashes of dim, reddish light, which resembled embers in a fire, as the energy went back into my hands.

Glen then stood up and walked away from me. I stood up and followed him, and I was asking him to stay. He seemed like he was sleep walking or something, and was no longer coherent. I put my hand on his shoulder to stop him, and then he became alert again. We casually chatted as we walked around the room. Then we came across another childhood friend, Donny, who was sitting at a table with several people. He was young again, and had long blonde curly hair, just like when we were kids. I couldn’t believe it. I turned back to tell Glen that Donny was here, but Glen was gone, so I turned back to Donny and said, “Donny, do you ever look good! You’re young again!” Donny shook his head up and down, smiled and said, “Yeah.” It was so cool to see him in his youth again. Anyway, I then remembered my mission to heal my son’s plantar wart while lucid, so I was going to ask for my daughter and son to join me, but then everything went dark. Darn! I started to swirl to regain lucidity, but I went right into an OBE instead of an LD. Holy crap, I was somebody else’s bed! I always appear in my bed during an OBE, not somebody else’s!

I was lying on my back, in this strange room, and there was a metal trash can between my legs, which was cold and uncomfortable. I sat up in bed and reached into the trash can, and it was full of wet Kleenex. Yuck! I jumped out of bed and looked around, and realized the bed was in some sort of suite or recreation room area. Little balls of Kleenex were scattered throughout the ‘L’ shaped room. Somebody has obviously been doing a lot of crying. At the far end of the room was a pool table, and I could see the outline of a woman who was almost invisible, but I could make out her silhouette against the glass patio doors. She was wearing high heel boots. I thought maybe she was my daughter, so I walked up to her. Not! She started to totally freak out and scream at me, like I was some sort of boogieman. I immediately kneeled down and bowed to her, to show I was safe, but she grabbed a handful of pool balls and threw them at me. I felt the balls hit me, but it didn’t hurt, and they passed right through me. The woman then turned and ran out the patio doors onto a large concrete patio area with lots of plants. The deck was about 50 feet by 50 feet, and was high end, extremely fancy and modern. Huge downtown buildings, with reflective glass siding, towered everywhere. The woman was now visible, and she was a beautiful young Asian. I then decided to follow her out onto the patio, but I stopped at the doors, because she was pointing at me and screaming. She was yelling at me to leave, and that her dad was coming. I said, “It’s okay.” I felt really bad at this point, my vision faded and went dark, and then I woke.

On the first day of New Years my Dream Guide gave to me: 1 dream, 2 dream fragments, 4 False Awakenings, 2 short lucids, and a partrige in a pear tree. (Just kidding about the last one).

I hardly EVER have false awakenings. This is probably only about my 3rd time having them in all my time practicing lucid dreaming(which is about 7 years). I would always browse the forums and wonder why there were so many threads related to that. Well now I know..

I was with my sister and we were in the car listening to music on my laptop. We got to a store and I left my laptop in the car with the music still playing and the windows down(What a stupid thing to do) and I didn't lock the car. Then we went inside the store and a few minutes later I realized that I probably should have locked the car. So I went back out side, and sure enough the car is gone. I get out my phone and call 911. I was actually kind of happy that it got stolen because my car is a piece of crap and so is my laptop and I wanted to get a new one.

-fragment about getting Aubrey for secret santa and trying to figure out what to get her

-fragment about getting a galaxy bath bomb for christmas and being very happy about it


-False awakening in which my mom was by my bed telling me something

-False awakening where there was an officer at my bed and I thought he was probably there to talk about my stolen car(from previous dream) but it was super fuzzy, then I "woke up"

-I had another false awakening and I knew I was dreaming because everything was fuzzy. I looked at my hands to stabilize and then got out of bed and walked down the hallway, but everything became so fuzzy that I couldn't see.

-So I "woke up" AGAIN and it didn't feel like real life so I looked at my hands, and sure enough I was still dreaming. This time I could see clearly. I got out of bed again and walked to my living room. It was like somebody had turned the saturation up because everything was so colorful and sharp. I was going to try my goal of flying to space but instead was like, "fuck it, I'm going to have sex."(which I've never done lucid). So I went outside and looked for a guy. There were so many women walking down the street. One of them was dressed like Snooki and was wearing pants and a purple bra and had huge boobs. Finally, I saw a man. He was really good looking. He started walking towards me and he began to take his shirt off but then I woke up.

Happy New Years Eve!

I haven't written down my dreams in a few days because I've been up north with TPLSGM and just haven't been bothered to. But while I was up there, I had this lucid.
Oh and I'm finally changing my lucid color so it's not the lime-green text anymore.

I was starting to wake up so that's when I knew I was dreaming. I was in a room that looked similar to the cabin. Dani was sitting at the kitchen table. I stared at the texture of the table to stabilize. I decided to try one of my goals. "What's the meaning of life?" I asked her. She stared at me with a blank expression and said, "uhhhhhh.... I don't know."

My next goal was to either summon a dead person or fly to space. I thought it would be too hard to fly to space so I decided to try to summon Robin Williams. So I closed my eyes, thought hard about him, and when I opened them, a lady appeared and we were in a room full of gold. There were gold vases and things on shelves around the room, and I thought maybe I was in heaven. The lady was wearing a white dress with gold detail and black hair, like a goddess. She kind of reminded me of Katy Perry in one of her music videos. There was also another lady who looked similar. The lady by me said, "This is the Lord's prayer room" or something like that. It seemed like I wasn't allowed to see Robin Williams. She began to escort me out. I peered into a room that had children singing church songs.

I think I could have stayed lucid longer, but I woke up anyway and had a false awakening in which I grabbed a pen and notebook to write down this dream. I think this might have been my first false awakening ever.

I woke up with the theme song from the tv series Lost playing in my head.

12/30/14 non-lucid dreams:

*throughout the night I have recurring thoughts of RCs, but don't remember conducting one*

S asks if I've had any dreams. The room is dark. He keeps asking me and I finally snap that I was trying to reenter a dream to become lucid, but he's interrupted me. The dream I'm trying to reenter is me sitting at a table outside (maybe a cafe?) and I walk over to where W (a dog) pooped on the sidewalk and try to melt his poop with invisible energy from my hand. Before accomplishing this I "wake" up to S asking me if I've had any dreams.

Earlier...S and I are driving around looking for Publix. I have a hard time remembering/finding where it is. For some reason I pass up a lot of good parking spaces for one that isn't as good as the others. We are going to pay for things with a giant bag of fertilizer. I get the impression this is vaguely illegal and dangerous. When we get out of the car two men ask if they can have some of the fertilizer and we tell them no. We walk up to a building with our bag and enter. It looks like a shabby mom and pop bookstore, but it's actually a library/museum. There is an audio recording playing of someone talking about history. I tell S we should go. Someone (or is it a something - automaton?) implores me to stay and visit. I end up saying I don't like to listen (meaning I'm bad at absorbing info aurally). We leave and I think we then get groceries at Publix. It's for a Boxing Day party at work (totally don't celebrate this lol!). I see the director as I come out and tell hello and that I'll see her at the work party. She corrects me and says she'll see me ___ (sometime after the party since she won't be here).

6:30 AM: SinisterDezz has a question about LDing. He posts in the forum, and uses a box of black tiles with his question written on it as an accompanying picture. The forum warns him that this picture is creepy, and not to post it, but he does anyway. NyxCC answers his question. Dreamer shows up as well, but can't remember much else.

In this same dream sequence, there is a machine that can cause a person to both LD and AP. I reason in the dream that the machine really does not need to send a soul anywhere to WILD (odd meta moment). During the AP, the soul bounces around in a triangular part of the machine (I drew a cryptic picture in my DJ, posting it would really not help much). Seth Rogan also shows up in this dream as the Green Hornet (a movie I have never seen). I wake up, feeling close to an LD. I MILD and then return to sleep.

I am in bed. I pretty blonde girl is asking me all sorts of questions about how she looks. As she asks these questions, she is showing more and more skin--pulling up her shirt, putting a foot on the bed so I can see her legs, and finally spreading her legs above me. I suddenly begin to wonder if this is a dream. I close my eyes and nose pinch. Hmm. I lie here breathing, and thinking of goals. Ah yes, wanted to play with kitten T. Now I am in darkness., even after opening my eyes. I sweep the "hair" out of my eyes and the scenery returns. The blonde girl is gone now, and I head downstairs.

I find kitten by the sliding glass doors, watching outside. I scoop her up and try phasing through the wall. I am going through easily but kitten is getting stuck. I duck down, see the opening in the wall, and tunnel out.

Outside, I want kitten to fly so I throw her into the air. She definitely falls on the pavement, and pretty hard (her legs splay out from the impact). I have a twinge of discomfort, as I would not want to hurt my real life cat this way, but reason that this is just a dream, and throw her into the air again. Same result, except this time, after standing up, she turns into a tiny black beetle and flies away. I decide to do some flying myself. I try a couple of times (no success) and wake up.

I was false awakened because my stereo was blaring. I crawled out of bed, and almost tripped on my son who was lying on the floor, and then I proceeded to turn the stereo volume down. I couldn’t believe my son would come and crank the stereo up in my room on a Saturday morning, but I was too tired to complain. I went back to bed.

I was false awakened again because the music was blaring. Without getting out of bed, I first yelled at my son to turn the music down, with no avail; followed by yelling at my wife to turn the music down. They both didn’t answer. I crawled out of bed and went to the stereo, my son was no longer in my room, the volume was turned down, but the music was still blaring! I went behind the stereo cabinet, and yanked the power bar out, and unplugged everything. The music stopped, ah peace and quiet, I can get back to lucid dreaming. I crawled back into bed and went to sleep.

I was false awakened again because the music was blaring! What the heck is going on? I crawled out of bed for the 3rd time, and the volume knob was turned up on the stereo (again). I decided to turn the volume down again, but still leave it playing, so then maybe somebody wouldn’t crank it back up. I crawled back into bed and went to sleep.

This time something different happened. My body was asleep, but my mind was still awake because of all the false awakenings. I was lying in bed with my eyes closed in total darkness, but I could hear the music blaring for the fourth time. I slowly realized these must have been false awakenings. I decide to get up and go have some lucid dream fun, but I couldn’t move, and my eyes wouldn’t open. I then decided to do my OBE exit technique where I jump out of my body and land beside my bed. This worked! My vision was very blurry, and it wasn’t very bright in my bedroom, but I could see a woman standing right beside me, with long, dirty blonde hair, wearing a long, blue gown or nighty. I immediately hugged her, naturally, and realized it was my daughter! I said her name in surprise, and then I woke from the excitement.

FA. "Awake" from stress dream with wasps. I am lying in the guest bedroom at my aunt's house. I am disappointed that I did not become lucid. Thinking about getting up, but don't want to. I then hear an all-call: "Wake up call for [dream uses my full name]." Really? I imagine this must be a dream. I nose pinch. Sweet! I am relieve to be lucid after a tough night. I find it difficult to phase through the bedroom door; it finally just falls off of its hinges, and lands flat with me on top of it. I am thinking about the winter tasks. I head out to the kitchen/patio area. Before I get to the main door, I imagine snow. I even hear sleigh bells in my ears. I open the door.

Nothing but green grass. I decide if I run up the street I might find some snow. I am heading out the screen door when I am confronted by a little squirrel with big bat ears. He is trying to get into the screened-in area. I remind myself that this is a dream, and then let him in. He latches onto my leg, and begins climbing up me. I'm nervous about him biting and really don't want him on me. He climbs up and nestles between my neck and shoulder. Eh . . . . I keep expecting a bite on the neck but it never comes. I am trying to ignore him and continue my walk down the street when I wake up.

12.12.2014

Stars in the sky blow up like fireworks (chain of false awakening and lucids) (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a False Awakening and I was about to write down my dream, when I felt very fuzzy and like everything was wavy. I was moving but I was falling alseep and having a chain of spit-second FAs. Until I had a more abrupt false awakening and I was altered and nervious so I did a reality check because I literally had no idea in what realm I was!

I could not see, so I got off bed and jumped a couple times, gravity was not acting normal so I turned lucid. I also checked my hands (now vision was clear) and I had six fingers. I was going to exit the house until I faded out and I was back in bed.

I knew I was still dreaming, checked my hands again and remained lucid. I existed the house and took of to fly. The sky was full of stars, but it had stars of many colors, like neon colors. I took a fly to make the dream stable and it went crystal clear. I then saw that the stars started to explote like if they were fireworks, but the colors were much more vivid than real fireworks and there was a like a chain reaction.








I decided to do an easy dare, as I did not find my dream stability to be at its finest, so I decided to:

Originally Posted by anyone dare

Put some flowers on the graves of a cemetery at night. (Box77)

I started to fly looking for a graveyard, but once again, I faded out.

I was back in bed, still knowing I was dreaming, I was starting to get annoyed with the false awakenings. I had a successive chain of 2-3 more false awakenings. Always knowing I was dreaming, they happened fast.

During one of them, I managed to exit the house again, but I was in a void of nothingness for a few seconds until I faded out.

One more False Awakening with reality check. I exited the house and started to fly. I saw a huge neon sign in the sky, made out of stars but also with many colors like neon. As I approached at them, they exploted again and made tons of colors. There were some x-mas trees and decorations. I got stuck with a x-mas ribbon (talk about dream coontrol on this one... meh... the whole dream was a mess anyone, probably REM was ending.) After a while, I managed to fly away from it. I felt I was waking up, tried to rub my hands and had another false awakening, where I was still rubbing my hands and I figured I woke up like that, but I did a reality check and I was still asleep. I did not bother anymore in getting out of bed, as the dream quality was awful and extremely unstable. A few seconds later, I woke up for real.