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So last night was the single craziest night of dreaming I've experienced in my entire life.

True Story.

But first, some background

Took 2 sleep aid gummies containing about 25mg of Melatonin immediately before bed.
Which was around 1148. My plan was to core sleep and attempt WILDing when I usually naturally wake up in 4-6 hours. Using an OBE timer a friend of mine sent to me in mp3. I repeated three words to myself as I was falling asleep, EPIC LUCID ADVENTURE. As I have't been fully lucid in a few weeks I was ready for some fun. I dropped off sometime between 12-1230 as I have clock chimes on my phone to keep me aware of objective time. Recently I've been sleeping with earplugs which assist me greatly process of falling asleep. I awoke at 455, for some reason took out my earplugs, went to the bathroom, got some water, and decided to set the OBE timer on my phone and laid back down. I was excited as this was one of the first times I've ever used a timer to help induce a WILD. I must have been too excited cause every mental excise I went through to calm my awareness completely failed, just as I would start to fade the timer would go off and the beeps would snap me back to complete awareness.
I laid on my back for an hour straight without loosing consciousness once. I was so freakin pissed. The beeps annoyed me since I couldn't fall asleep in between chimes. When six hit I was overly frustrated and decided to get up and vaporize some hash. Only a small amount, as I have heard before that THC can inhibit REM, fuck it, might as well and see what happens. I was finished and head in pillow by 630. My mind was swirling with thoughts, intentions, feelings, and the hope of dreams.

The following is my best attempt to properly order the events which took place

I woke up in my room, I knew immediately that I was dreaming, did a nosepinch and confirmed I was in fact non-physical. I looked around and it was kind of dark but everything was still clearly visible. I shouted 'Clarity!' and things got slightly clearer but not hyper-clear, so I figured it was probably just a regular dream and not a wild. I have wanted to converse with my DG for a real long time as he/she is a re-occurring character in my non-lucid dreams. 'Show me my dream guide!' nothing happened. My room looked exactly the same and my lack of control lost me my lucidity and I decided to go back to bed. This is when things kind of took off.
After falling asleep in my dream, all I could see was a green panel that wasn't quite rectangular but looked like a screen, with foreign/alien symbols divided into 3 lines horizontally. The screen felt to me like a loading screen for a video game, I anchored the belief that I was awake when I saw the screen and I was just waiting for my lucid dream to load. When the loading was complete I nosepinched and lucidly entered the dream.

1st
I was in a run down school with no one in it. Looks like it has been abandoned for quite some time. I move things with my mind and run my hands along the wall as I walked down the hall to immerse myself in my senses all while repeating 'I'm dreaming..I'm dreaming.. What do I want to do in my dream?'
'OH YEAH, summon my dream guide!'
'I DEMAND TO SEE MY DREAM GUIDE!!!' I shouted in the empty hallway, no one appeared but for some reason I now knew that someone was in the back of the kitchen in the cafeteria to my left. As I was walking through the cafeteria I heard a woman/girl humming that sounded soft and warm. Entering into the kitchen there was little light coming through dusty windows , but I saw her immediately. Her figure is unmistakable, she was faced away from me but slightly to the side, she looked at me over her shoulder and smiled. I walked up to her smiling asking if it was her, she nodded. I took one finger and ran it from behind her knee, up the side of her hip, up her back and slid off her shoulder. Taking in every detail. She was wearing tight faded jean bellbottoms and a light blue tank top that barely covered her midriff. Her hair was long and wavy, with highlights of light blue strung towards her tips, I then realized she looked almost exactly like one of my friends ex-girlfriends when she was 18. Her nose was pointed and her skin pale, I was drawn in and lost my lucidity, so excited I took her hand in mine and started on some monologue about myself, my friends, and my father, somehow tying the non-sense into the fact that she was there. She just smiled and humorously nodded as an adult humors an excited child. I realized her demeanor mid-monologue and it shunted me "awake"

Back to the green screen there were scrolling symbols still I couldn't understand, I just knew I was waiting for the next dream. When I reached up to nosepinch I sat up backwards out of bed. I was back in my room. SHIT, did I wake up? Nosepinch, nope, still dreaming, Oh kay. I FOUND HER. But shes not here now, I'm still in my room and everything looks like it did before.. Weird, I must be in a dream in a dream. Whoa, alright, I need to get back to her. So I looked at the door to my garage and said with intent 'When I walk through THIS door, I will be in the cafeteria!' I barged through the door, and surprise, it was the garage. DAMNIT. I repeated 'I'm dreaming, anytime I felt myself fade, to keep the clarity of the dream. I walked to the car garage door and phased through it, I was outside my house in the driveway. I looked around, the sky had the same orangey color it was when I first WILD'd a few months back. Weird, there was no one around and my lack of interest faded the dream and I "awoke"

Staring at the green screen I re-iterated the feeling of being awake, only this time every few seconds the screen would slide to the left and show me a brief picture or setting then back to the symbols which were constantly being updated. I watched it for a few seconds and when there was a large red Semi-truck in the frame, looking like it was on a highway, I nosepinched, and the picture grew all around me and became the dream.

2nd
I was standing in front of the very same semi on a highway of non-moving traffic. There was a gun fight going on all around me, and I was already lucid. Sweet, time to cap some foos. I swung my arm out of my field of vision and felt the pistol in my hand, I whipped it back and started shooting dream characters immediately and mercilessly. Realizing I didn't want to be needlessly violent in a completely open ended lucid dream I stopped firing and they all just looked at me. I dropped the gun and made a fake gun with my pointer and thumb, I 'pew pew'd a car several meters away from me and it exploded into a fiery mess. Sweet. Pew pew hands. Forgetting my original agreement I decided explosions were much better than bullets. Everyone ran away from me as I walked down the road 'pew pew'ing everything I could. Towards the end of my Armageddon chaos I'm fairly sure I 9/11'd an 11-story apartment tower that looked familiar. I smiled and "woke"

Back to the green screen I still felt awake, knowing all I had to do was wait for my dream to load and I could be lucid again. This time it was just symbols still in their three horizontal rows. My nose felt like it was running and I sat up. (I've woken up with nosebleeds many-a-time IWL and felt this was the case) Raising off my pillow everything seemed dark. I could feel the warmth running out of my nose as I tried to sniff it back in. Fuck it, I'd rather dream than clean this shit up, so I put my face back into the pillow and the green screen appeared once again. This time only one screen of symbols, and the rest were pictures. I was made allowed to choose my destination. Random images of places familiar and not slid in and out of the multi-green off-rectangular screen, when an image of a homey Brit. castle appeared, it seemed to be of an old college, like Cambridge mixed with Hogwarts, I know. I know. It seemed appealing and I was drawn to it, so I nosepinched.

3rd
Like before the night grew around me and I was standing in on the side of a street, under a lamp, looking at the very same building.
'SHOW ME MY DREAM GUIDE!' I hollered into the brisk night. I saw her, she looked like Selene from Underworld this time, only with longer and brighter hair. She was a short distance from me so I couldn't see many details of her. I waved to her and smiled, she smiled back and shouted 'Follow me! Quickly! We must hurry!' She immediately jumped into the hair and started flying the opposite direction of me. Shit! I better follow, I started floating with my traditional style flying(which I felt as though I needed to exert energy for flight) and it was slow and clumsy. I saw her speeding away over rooftops when I decided I needed to get a move on. Knowing I was dreaming the whole time I thought logically that it didn't make sense to have to 'try' to fly. I should just will myself forward, like I do in my running/jumping LDs. With this thought I rocketed forward, nearly catching up to her. We were probably a couple dozen feet from tree-tops, street lamps and the old style buildings in the campus we were now leaving. She was moving faster. I noticed the more I looked around, at the ground and sky I started to loose lucidity. 'I'm dreaming, I'm actually dreaming, I need to follow her'. She started getting away from me as my flight slowed. I shouted 'HEY! SLOW DOWN! You're gonna wake me up!' Realizing I could keep up with all the details I tried 'dimming' my resolution so I could stay lucid. I must have taken it too far because everything became game-like and computer animated. She landed in the middle of some trees and as I approached her I was focusing too hard on her and I gained a 3rd person view of her as if she was my WOW character. I 360'd the scene and she just looked up at me with one eyebrow raised kind of giving me one of those 'really?' smirks while lowering her head. I couldn't re-form and "woke"

Only this time I woke up in my bed, wet faced down in my pillow. I was still sniffing, my nose was still bleeding. I tried to hold it to but I could just feel the blood running, I nosepinched to see if I was actually awake and it failed, still dreaming. My mother was in the room with me this time, I asked her if there was blood all over my face because I couldn't see it. She said yes and tried to hold something to my face. I declined and told her it was ok, I was just dreaming and I knew how to fix it. Back to bed, in the pillow I go.

Green screen, and one of the first images was of me flying over one of the buildings where I just was. SWEET! RESPAWN! Nosepinch, and I was in the air.

4th
I was flying over the same buildings as before, same sensation as I reminded myself I was dreaming. I noticed she wasn't around any longer. I was more interested in exploring my environment than needlessly following some chick. I saw an apartment building that one of my friends lived in and I figured I would pay him a visit. I flew over and landed on his balcony. I saw 4 of them sitting on the floor all playing some sport video game on the television. My friend (who I don't know IWL, but I recognized him in the dream) saw me through their glass patio door. I placed my hands on the glass, said 'I'm dreaming' and forced my way through without breaking the glass. It felt like plastic wrap going through my body.
'Sup man'
'Nothin much man, just hangin out with my friends, they're all sleeping and I can't wake them up so I'm just gonna chill here and play with them.'
'That's cool, I think I'm gonna explore some more'
'Alright man, I'll probably see you around'
I walked to their front door and sort of headslammed into it, well more like through it. I felt my body pass through the wooden door and steel frame kind of haphazardly. I was a lil dazed on the other side but still lucid. Looking down the hallway I saw her again, she signaled me to come with her down the hall when we emerged onto this huge stone balcony on the side of a mountain, there was a carving that went up many stories to my right that I couldn't identify. The balcony continued out and around the mountain, where there was another high entrance/exit with stone carved overhangs like an ancient cathedral. There was a shrouded man in white standing between two large, wide shoulder men, and one jester looking humanoid figure that was in a fitting full body couch cushion fabric with weird symbols embedded from toe to head. It came up right below his nose and the hood came over clamshelling his head shadowing his eyes and facial features. He started toward us.
She shouted 'SHIT, we need to get out of here, NOW'
'Neeeh, this is MY dream, I'm gonna fight this guy!'
'NO! You don't understand!' and she bailed, disappearing from the scene.
I approached the hooded jester looking individual but he leaped towards me at incredible speed. One massive blow and my body was knocked limp on the ground. I was pushed back out of it as I peered down at my body I gathered I was non-physical (outside my dream body) again. The figure was looking at my body, when it slowly looked up, directly at me and said 'We're going to find all of you, you're not going to change anything'

This is the best I can recollect from everything that occurred.
There were several other fragments and brief experiences that I don't much remember.
Christmas decorations, more telekinesis, and an autistic girl named Mary.

When I finally rejoined the physical plane at 8am sharp. I felt as thought I had well over a dozen dreams. Though the 'Dreaming within dreams' probably convoluted my recall a bit.Trying to focus on the bulk experiences I cemented as many details as possible before I got out of bed. Really need to get that bedside notepad, recall would probably be heck of a lot better.

I realize I'm having a FA.
I leave my house through my balcony, flying like I usually do, I take a right and as I reach the block's corner I see a train coming at full speed on the street, I was flying low so it would hit me, I fly up and dodge it, as it passes below me I look back at it and the train is now a bus, it turns and I notice the bus is being driven by a guy on a bike that has the bus connected by a string! I think that's funny and try to fly up the bus to stand there and "enjoy the ride", as soon as I start chasing it the guy on the bike looks back in shock and speeds up, I loose sight of him as he passes behind a truck and when I see him again it's just the guy on the bike without a bus.

I notice I'm in a park now, I don't recognize it, so I decide to fly around, shortly after I bump into some old man that pokes me as I fly by him.

I "wake up" into a FA.

As I get up of bed a shadow figure appears, I think the figure looks like a woman, long dark hair, she pushes me back into bad and grabs me from the ankles, I feel scared and as I try to talk to it I wake up... into another FA.

Again as I try to get up of bed, this time it seems like a bulkier one, a man I assumed. I manage to let my fear go away for a little bit and ask him "Who are you?" and he replies "What have you done?", as he vanishes the room gets lighter but I wake up into another FA.

The female shadow appears again and grabs me just like before, but this time another shadow appears, it's a little one, a kid I think, she crawls up on my bed and lays down by my side, pokes me, I feel a lot of fear at this point, I look at this shadow and all I see is a weird grin, which scares me shitless as I wake up.



notes-
While scary as fuck, this was a very interesting experience, I was able to make one go away by calming myself, and thanks to this experience I learn some things about calming myself.

So, last night I had the most successful number of dream recalls in a long time.
Dream 1
This dream began in a cafe that I frequent quite regulary at University. Instead of looking out onto University buildings, it had an aspect that encompassed a futuristic city skyline. (I have had to research blade runner). It was my birthday but I vaugley sensed that something was wrong. I began to cry, upon which I ran into the stairwell followed by my friends. Suddenly I noticed that the lobby was huge, and a cross between a skyscraper lobby and the architecture of Epcot!!?! My mother was seen walking with someone from school, who I assumed had become her new daughter and then cried some more.Dream 2
The second dream of last night was even more bizarre. I arrived back at what looked like my High school campus on a coach, presumably having been on a trip. The theatre or opera springs to mind but goodness knows why. I left my luggage on the coach and went to my University room (which looked nothing like it actually does). Alarm bells rang briefly as I wondered why it looked so strange-coming lucidity that I easily quashed when I believed that the student knocking at my door would take me back to the coach to get my luggage. I was anxious that the luggage would get driven off with. But the unknown third year boy reassured me that he ran the trip so would help get my luggage back if we missed the coach.Again, the architecture was somewhat futuristic but there was a lot of dark wood.Dream 3
The third dream was more complex. I had accompanied a couple that I know well to London. ( I have been there recently) We booked into a travelodge, the female of the couple wouldnt let me take the single bed and made me sleep in the double with her boyfriend, watching us sleep all night. All perfectly innocent, just odd! We made it to the cafe bar downstairs in the hotel lobby where a number of people,including some I had just seen from afar in a pub the night before the dream, were having a meal. We played with Guinea Pigs, me all the time worrying that we would get thrown out for having animals. We did eventually, by a woman with dark,curly hair and apron as we broke a glass by accident. The couple and I mad eour way back upstairs in a lift and the by stairs. They ran ahead whilst I tripped and fell up the stairs throwing my luggage (which was the same as the previous dream and appeared from nowhere) everywhere. I feel asleep on the stairs, dreamed in the sleep in a hazy brown fog and woke up. I proceeded to climb the stairs to look for our room 4004. The male in the couple was some way ahead but he did not stop to get me. The corridors were oak pannelled and there were suddenly almost disney-like guides everywhere,wearing deer stalkers. I walked under the space-shuttle simulator..(I saw pictures of Discovery before bed.) and suddenly felt concious. I felt I should ask for help, and this ginger haired man appeared, fairly tall,wearing a red,tour guiding t-shirt. He showed me the way to go and led me down a corridor. The corridor became sandy, I could feel the sand beneath my feet. Looking to my right, I noticed that I was on Blackpool beach. I questioned how this could be. The tour guide decided to confide in me that his father was an alcoholic and taht he was here to help me. I questioned him, I asked, 'Why is the path suddenly a beach?We were in a corridor?' (Or words to that effect) His reply was quite inspirational: 'Just because you are on a path, it does not mean it is the right one'. We walked further down the beach, past a lot of people all in pairs, he pointed a large, white and lime green 50's style condo/house/mansion. I got images of the interior and then I woke up.

So what have I learnt? My dreams last night were obviously characterised by anxiety but I put this down to the fact that I have a bad cold and Uni stress. What is interesting to me is A) the number of men in my dream. B) The lucidity I gained a little after falling asleep in a dream and the ginger haired man. That part of my dream was particulary lucid.

Key dream themes: Anxiety,luggage ( lost,unpacked and left),Oak.

I would appreciate your thoughts,have you ever questioned a dream character?Did you believe them to be guides or just a standard part of a dream?

Black means non lucid
Orange means sem lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream character talking
Green means notes

Got it? Great! Now, you all know what to do. Enjoy!!!

Dream #1 The meeting.

Im in some corporate building wearing my suit, sitting at a round table with a bunch of different mixtures of people wearing suits. There was Natalia sitting next to me nodding her head, listening to this Asian man who looks like he was the leader of the group. He is talking about something to do with stocks goin up or down or something like that. I tell him, "Excuse me sir, can i run to the rest room for a sec"? Sure, but uh hurry back ok? We need to discuss our arrangments. Oh ok it will only take a second.

Bathroom break.

Im doin my business at the urinal. After i finish i wash my hands and look in the mirror. Hmm...my hair seems to be looking a bit different, mmm..its probaly nothing i say.

Im back at the meeting, and take my seat next to Natalia. I reach in my pocket and pull out my hawk coin totem. Rubbing it listening to the man talk. (Natalia talking) Don't you know what today is??? Mmm...not really. Wait a sec...what is today!? (everybody is staring at me) How did i get here? (The asian guy starts talking) If you do not know what today is then why you show up, hm? Look, continue on without me i got to take care of something. Natalia, c'mon lets go.

Dream #2 What now?

Im now walking with Natalia down a crowded street. What mission did we do last? Well, we took care of the biggest threat so far. But we gotta search for that breifcase with the valuble information, that will lead us to who's creating these false documents of your records. I got to find Roselyn. Who? Roselyn. I had a talk with her in my last dream, and told her i'd offer her the job. How do you know she's the right candidate? Trust me, she's good at what she does.

Dream #3 The casino.

Im asleep on a bus now, And wake up to the sound of the bus driver saying. "Hey, c'mon off the bus this is the last stop. I get off the bus and walk into this casino. Slot machines are going off, and people are at poker tables, playing roulette, black jack you name it. I go on to one of the slot machines and start playing on it. Hmm it takes quarters, ok. I reach in my pocket and pull out my hawk coin and look for some more change, and put my totem back in my pocket. (A failed missed reality check) I decide to get up and leave since im out of change, Im not using my totem in that slot machine.

(Dream switches)

Dream #4 The woman on the bus.

Asleep on the bus again. I wake up, This time next to a hispanic woman. (Hispanic woman talking) Excuse me sir, but did you mind going with me somewhere? I want to introduce you to someone. Uh..ok sure. (God i can be so naive and too nice at times) We get off the bus, and we are now walking down this urban community. (Looks rough out here) We walk past this house, and its these thuggish looking guys shooting dice on the porch. I nod at one of the guys, a few nod back. We now get to this house, feels familiar this house. Have i been here before?(Hispanic woman talking) Well here we are. Roselyn you here? (a girls voice) Yea im in my room. (Hispanic woman talking) come on out here, i got someone i'd like you to meet. (My heart is beating fast where have i heard that name before??? (The young lady walks out) (Roselyn talking) ah, so your stalking me now huh? (Hispanic woman talking) Now now Roselyn be nice. I foget what else the woman says but me and Roselyn sit at a table. So, she's your mom. Mmhmm. Why are you here? is it about something because i have something to do. Did you and me meet before? I get the strangest feeling that we met before. Its a small world who knows. Look, forgive me if i seem too foward but. Do you ever have really vivid dreams, sometimes so vivid that, you can't tell if your awake or asleep? Oh yea. I get dreams like that all the time. Do you keep a totem? No whats that? (I explain to her the nature of a totem and what it represents)

(Dream switches)

Final dream: The briefcase.

Im in a car with a bunch of men in suits. We are loading up ammunition, and getting ready to exchange a briefcase. (Some guy who looks like robert downey jr. talking) Alright gentleman. Lets not make any mistakes here you got it? (We all nod our heads) We get out the car, and pull up to some warehouse to meet with some other guys to make an exchange for the briefcase. One guy is wearing a grey suit (looks possibly black or mixed) he walks up to us holding a briefcase. (Guy with briefcase talking) Alright at the same time, you open yours, then i open mine you got? (Im now holding a briefcase getting ready to make the exchange) Open yours first. (I open it) There was a note that said.. YOU LOSE!!! I toss the briefcase at him and grabbed the one he had. (Shots are now being fired) Im running now holding the briefcase, while shots are being fired in my direction. Im running down a back alley while two men are chasing me. i make a right turn and try to find a place to run in to and hide. I see a door, i say. "When i walk thru this door i will be at my current home". I open the door, and im at the basement of my home. I yell for Natalia to come out. She walks down the stairs. "Where in the world hell were you"? Don't yell at me! I had to take care of a few things, since i figured you were looking for that Roselyn girl. Well? Well what? Did you find her? No. But listen we got the briefcase now. Well, open it. (I open it) Looking thru files, and records. Wow, (i see peoples names, with numbers on it) Feeling the dream closing in on me, i get one last good look at the numbers and wake up.

Notes: Too many missed reality checks from this dream. I must've really been slacking bad that week. Oh well, i got lucid but...missed too many cues. One at the casino, the bus, and, of course, Roselyn. Sucks cause i really wanted to have a adventure with that dream character. Overall i really was pleased at myself to become lucid at the beginning of this dream, and toward the end of this dream. I had this dream after WBTB at, 5:30 and woke up at 8:15 I i did a mantra before bed about, wanting to become lucid in the dream. But needed to be specific about when i wanted to become lucid. This is why it is so important to train the subconscious mind thruout the day, and during WBTB. I find that if i don't do it, then i tend to go along with whatever is happening in my dreams.

Black colour means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Got it? great, now for the good stuff. So kick off your shoes and enjoy this dream.
Dream #1 Something special.

Im walking on a beach with a beautiful latin woman. (She looks like Roselyn Sanchaz) She's wearing a long white dress, barefoot with pink flipflops in her hands, long wavy black hair, a pecan colour complexion, with beautiful slanted eyes, a strawberry shaped nose, and pink juicy lips. She's laughing as im tellin her how Gorgeous she looks. The sunset looks warm mi amour, i hope this moment never ends she says. Even if it does babe, i will see you again. You promise? Yes, i promise. We watch the sun go down, as i gaze into her hazel eyes and our lips meet..dream fades.

Dream #2 A moment of bliss interrupted.

Im asleep on the couch, awaken to the sound of a blender goin off. Im sorry papi did i wake you? Na its ok love, what you making? A strawberry smoothie you want some? That can wait, come here. I hold her close to me and once again get lost into her hazelbrown eyes. Ay papi your gonna make me spill it, even better, then your gonna taste like strawberries! we both laugh, and the phone rings. Hang on papi i have to get the phone, hello? yes it is, who's calling? Ohhh yes why of course. (My memory gets foggy here what the conversation was about) I walk outside and a seagull is flying in the sky. Air feels warm, im at peace with myself...Reaching in my pocket to grab my hawk coin totem, rubbing it wait main...how did i end up here??? what is today's date??? Papi are you outside? I stuff my hawk totem coin back in my pocket. What are you doing out here mi amour? Oh uh, i was just getting some fresh air ahem. (She has her arms around me staring at me giggling. Wait a minute, were you playing with that silly coin again? I don't know what you are talking babe, i was just getting some fresh air. Your off again to one of yours missions are'nt you? I thought we were gonna have lunch and cuddle up and watch a movie? Don't worry i'll be back i promise. You know i always come back to you, so just keep my plate warm for me hon ok? (I kiss her on the forehead) i'll call you when im on my way. A bergundy bmw pulls up at the, the entrance of the house, I look at my dream wife and tell her i love her. She looks at me with tears sliding down both her eyes as i pull her closer towards me, don't worry..i'll be back later tonight ok? She nods in my arms, Ok, please come back to me mi amour please! I can not lose you again, you have to come back to me please! I will babe, i will. I walk towards the car and get into the passenger seat, A woman with dark her fair complexion with a take no shit look about her who looks italian, (very attractive) lights up her cigarette and says, you done with all that mushy mushy shit with your little soap opera looking senorita or no? Yea, as im staring at her inside the car window. Good, now on to more serious shit! She peels off and we drive to a warehouse and i ask her how did that last mission go? she walks over to this table and shows me a table full of guns. (She mentions something about us taking down a known Boss crime syndicate who runs, robbery, Extortion, Crime, Gambling, ect ect.) Ok its seems like we're all set then, by the way i did'nt catch your name, what's your name? Natalia. I nod my head and get a clear look at everything around me in this warehouse, feeling like im about to wake up, i say her name over and over. Now awake in my bed, i record it into my recorder device, and try and do a Wild.

Dream #3 Swan filled parking lot.

Im walking thru a parking flooded with water and filled with swans. I reach in my pocket and pull out my totem and begin rubbing it wondering how i got here, Im aware enough to realize its a dream i fall backwards and had a false awakening.

Dream #4 Who's totem and recording device is this???

I wake up in this building filled with chairs, (i do not remember the exact amount of chairs) but they were lined up in almost like a loop. a recording device on a empty table, a glass of water, with a spinning dradle top (just like the one in the movie inception). A white pill with a note that say's in big bold black letters, DO A REALITY CHECK NOW!!! I reach in my pocket and pull out my totem, and reality check with it, fully aware of whats happening...i walk thru a door and there is a computer with random names (I forget the names on the computer) of people who are dreaming. I take the pill and drink the water then record myself talking on the recording device left on the table. I say into the recorder, ahem hi this is dreamprofesser and im in a room filled with chairs and a spinning top, whoever finds this recording device meet me at discreet location so we can share a dream. I push the stop button and fall asleep.

Final dream. How did you get here?

I wake up in some hotel with a bunch of college girls dorm, their sittin around talkin about something. One of them who was a blond who looked at me while watching t.v said to me, Uh...like how did you end up in our dorm??? Uh...i don't remember, i get up off of the couch walk out the dorm and wake up to the sound of my Beethoven alarm goin off.

Non-Drean/Comments Dream Lucid

30.03.2011

I am near an old house we lived in. I did the nose RC and went lucid. The dream was very stable, but that's all I recall...

I am in the car in a big square or sth. I randomly did the nose RC again.I got out of the car and managed to stabilise the dream, but that's all I can recall... Pretty fail, I know...
But here's the nice part!!


Today I slept in the couch. In the first 20 minutes I had very vivid images, but I could still hear my brother who was on the laptop. I was not sleeping yet. My brother went to sleep at around 1... After those two lucids I wake up at 5 o'clock. I eat a little cheese, drink some water and go back to sleep... In the couch...
- FA#1: My mother comes to the living room and wakes me up. She tells me to go and sleep in my bed... That's something she normally does, so I just got up, went up the stairs and into my bed...
- FA#2: My father wakes me up by gently shaking me. Now I realise that the previous incident was an FA. I get up and as I walk towards the stairs, he tells me that he woke up and couldn't move... I tell him a little about sleep paralysis and about the FA I just had, and then I walk up the stairs and into me bed...
At 8 o'clock my mother wakes me up! Almost laughing at this, I immediately do the nose RC and finally went to sleep in my bed for real!


- I am in a ship, getting back from vacations, when I see a friend. "Yo, what are you doing here?". I don't remember if he said anything, but he started crying...

- I am in a hotel room with a friend. There is some problem with the window or the door... Water was coming in, a lot of water! My mother showed up to take a look. I then noticed I was naked, so I just wore some pants, not that I seemed to care about it...

- I am at my uni. There are 4 desks. Each one has a secret space behind the pc monitor. I found in one of them two bottles of vodka. Then I saw a guy and girl who work there. I heard them talking about the drinks and then they went to a room which had a sign on its door, "sex"...

- I am at a park, really big and nice. There is a really nice hill which is like it got out of a disney film or sth. I said to someone that it would be great if we played live on that hill. Then someone told us that they are going to make a presentation of the first holograhm here... I went for a walk around. After a while the presentation begins. It was pretty much a fail. It showed some really distorted images of people and the whole holograph thing, was only taking place, inside a big space, in which you were not alowed to go. It looked like those mirrors that distort the view...

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was definitely a LONG dream. And it consisted of more famous people than I'm used to...which is saying something, because they're pretty much all I ever dream about.

I'm at a ski resort with two characters from How I Met Your Mother, Marshall (Jason Segel) and Lily (Alyson Hannigan). We're all there to go snowboarding. We all push off from the top of the hill and start boarding down, but not in the proper way. At least, I wasn't. I was sitting down on my snowboard and sliding down like I was sledding. But it was fun, and we kept shouting out "WEEEEEEEE!"

I kept getting stuck on piles of snow or something, but eventually all three of us made it to the bottom of the hill. There, we met a business-looking man who was trying to advertise new ski slopes to us. He had a model of the Black Pearl, the pirate ship from Pirates of the Caribbean. Apparently there was a new slope modeled to look like the boat, and of course I got really excited, exclaiming, "Oh my God, that is my favorite movie. We have to try this thing!"

So, somehow, I'm standing in a line waiting to get inside to this ski slope at the top of the hill again. Marshall and Lily are gone, and instead a bunch of people from my school are in line with me. Everyone has these plastic cards that have about 50 cents on each of them, and you cash them in to get your ticket and go inside. I only have five cards in my pocket, and when it's my turn, I give them to the old man who's running the register.

He says, "Sorry, I'm gonna need about 40 more of these." But when I check my pockets, all I can find is plastic wrappers and other random junk. I say, "Can I go back and get more?" and he says, "Alright, but only this once. I'm not gonna let this happen again."

I thank him and run off, not sure of where I'm going, exactly. Finally, I make it inside a nearby building, which turns out to be my school. There are a few students I recognize walking around, but I ignore them. I take out my cellphone and call my mom, to tell her that I don't have enough cards to get into the ski resort and that I don't know what to do. She doesn't answer, and, annoyed, I leave a message.

I remember catching a glimpse of my reflection in some sort of mirror. I was wearing a thin white sweater, black pants, and my hair was in a ponytail. Definitely not proper snowboarding attire, that's for sure.

Anyways, somehow I come to the decision that I'm just gonna leave and go home, ditching the whole snowboarding thing. I start walking in random directions. I cut through classrooms, which are apparently all connected by doorways. Finally, after walking for a long time, I come to this little library thing and see and open window leading outside. I start climbing through it, but some lady (who I guess was a teacher) stops me. She asks me some sort of history question. I think about the answer for a minute, but I don't know it. So I shrug and say, "I don't know. I'm not in this class."

Then she says, "Oh! Well, second hour tomorrow, then!" I feel like it's useless to try and keep explaining to her that I'm not in her class, so I just laugh and keep walking away. The walk is extremely short, and I suddenly find myself hopping over a fence and in my backyard. I look into my neighbor's driveway and see my cat. He's fighting a squirrel. Apparently, this is normal, so I keep walking towards my house. Suddenly, though, the squirrel heads for me, and tries to attack me. One of his claws gets stuck in the back of my sweater (which is now red) and he starts pulling me back.

That was one strong squirrel. He keeps pulling and pulling and he's winning. I shout out for help, when, suddenly, I realize that none of this makes sense at all.

I become lucid. I instantly relax, knowing that I can't get hurt, and the squirrel lets go and runs away.

I wake up. Or, so I think. With my eyes still closed, I know I'm still dreaming. However, I'm afraid that if I open them, I'll actually wake up. I perform a reality check. Okay, I'm dreaming. I need to open my eyes, so I do. I'm in my mom's bed, which sort of makes this a partial false awakening, because that's not where I fell asleep. Thankfully, I haven't woken up in real life.

Now I feel like achieving a personal lucid goal of mine--flying. I stand up and walk to the edge of my mom's bed, crouched down, and got ready to jump off. Suddenly, the song "You Can Fly!" from Peter Pan started playing. I pictured how Wendy just started easily flying around her bedroom with the help of Peter Pan, and while I didn't have pixie dust, I did have faith and trust. So I jumped off the bed, and to my surprise, I was flying!

I started floating around and flapping my arms like a bird before I flew into my living room. I saw my mom sitting on the couch, texting. "Look," I said, "I can fly!"

She looks up at me and smiles a little, before going back to her phone. What? Why isn't she more excited? I'm flying, after all.

"No, look! I'm actually flying!" I say, and start flying in circles right below the ceiling. She says something along the lines of "That's great," and goes back to her phone again. Whatever.

The dream switches, and I'm not lucid anymore. Aww. I'm standing in what I guess is supposed to be my dad's basement, even though it looks nothing like it. A bunch of people are down there, including Justin Timberlake. I don't know. So, anyways, the basement is designed to look like a rainforest, complete with plants, rain, and animals. Lots and lots of animals, mostly birds. I decide that our basement is so cool, that I just have to take some pictures.

I walk over to one little section of plants that has a bunch of birds. The birds are all very pretty and colorful, and they seem to be posing for the camera. There's one bird, however, that just gives me the creeps. It can't fly, it just walks around. It's fat and grey and has a reddish pink bill. It starts fluffing up it's feathers in a threatening way when I start taking pictures, so I start to walk away. Unfortunately, it follows me.

Scratch that, chases me.

Everyone starts laughing at me (including Justin Timberlake, the bastard) as I try to outrun this freaky bird. I pick up a big white blanket which is just sitting around and hold it up in front of me so that the bird can't hurt me, but it starts pecking at my feet, which the blanket isn't protecting. Now I'm freaking out, but my dad is standing there, teasing me about the whole situation. I throw the blanket aside and run up the stairs, finally escaping the bird.

I remember another dream, even if it was only a fragment. There is something about a school bus carrying kids back from a sleep-away camp. My friend A is in my dining room, on some boxy, ancient looking computer. She's on the camp's website because she just got back from the camp, and she's telling me everything that happened. There are profiles for each camp counselor, and A clicks on the one for hers. Turns out, her counselor was no other than Karen Gillan.

"No way," I say, "she was your camp counselor?!"

A is confused. She doesn't know why it's such a big deal. She doesn't seem to know that Karen Gillan is a famous actress.

I'm in a different dream now. I'm in the ocean, although it's very shallow. The water is blue and crystal clear. I have a bucket full of shark fins, and they're covered in butter and stuffed with vegetables. We're going to feed them to...the sharks.

I'm with Matt Smith and Emma Stone. Matt is teaching both Emma and I how to properly feed the sharks, which have now started swarming around us. The sharks are very strange looking. The have pointy noses that are encrusted with weird, tribal-looking designs. They have yellow eyes. And they're big, about as big as a grown man. They seem friendly enough, though, so they don't freak me out too badly.

We start throwing the fins at them, and they gobble them up. That's when Matt decides to tell us, "Oh, and this is illegal, you know."

"What?" I say, "Illegal?!"

"Well, yes. I mean, these are shark fins. And we're feeding them to sharks. That's cannibalism. And that's illegal," he responds, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh," I say, "Okay." We continue feeding the sharks. Suddenly, though, the sharks all start swimming towards us at an alarming pace. Matt Smith has transformed into Ashton Kutcher, and I know Emma Stone changed to someone else, too, but I don't remember who.

The sharks all turn so that they're swimming vertically, heads above the surface of the water. The ocean has turned into a giant pool, with rather murky water. The sharks press me, Ashton Kutcher, and the mystery person up against the wall of the pool so we couldn't move.

"ASHTON!" I shout. I'm freaking out. I look around, and we're surrounded by the freaky sharks.

"Stop! Don't worry! This is...this is just what the sharks do. It's their ritual. They think we're one of them! It's okay!" he says. But I know it's not okay.

But I don't care. Somehow, I manage to pull myself out of the edge of the pool, and Ashton and the other person follows me. We feel relieved that we escaped from the sharks, but as I turn around, I see one shark has followed us. It's standing on it's fins, walking like a person, and...smiling at us, in a rather creepy manner.

I scream, grab a buttered shark fin out of the bucket, and hold it up in front of my face, hoping it would act as some sort of a peace offering to the shark. I guess I'll never know, though, because I woke up.

This was a very long dream, and a rather hilarious one, at that. Most of it was non-lucid, but the during the small lucid part, I flew, which was a personal goal of mine. Yay!

DreamLucidAwake

Drawing Practice

It was a false awakening and I had emerged from my parents' bedroom in the afternoon. I was planning on going downstairs into the living room to draw pictures. On my way a woman in an assassin's clothing kicked open the bathroom door and ran down stairs. Although it was never mentioned, I can only refer to her as a goddess. I continued to walk down the stairs and went into the living room. In there the goddess from before was throwing daggers at another goddess wearing white robes. Despite the daggers and light magic flying all over the room, I made my way to the couch where my notebook was. As I was about to start drawing, the white goddess threw the dark one onto my table and it exploded. I then decided to move to the kitchen where I could draw in peace. I drew multiple small objects and then a sketch of a picture of a war general. The picture didn't look like anything fancy or describable. I think the battle managed to find its way into the kitchen and woke me up.

Slap Me Awake

This dream was a short false awakening and a nightmare. It was the middle of the night/early morning and I had awakened to a man jumping into my bed. He got on top of me and held me down. He started slapping me and punching me while speaking insane gibberish. I woke up after about 20 hits or so.

Slap Me Awake II

Same deal as the last dream. A man in dark clothing jumped on top of me as I was sleeping and beat the crap out of me. After just a few hits I suddenly remembered it happening before and became lucid. At this point I took a little more control over the situation and tried pushing the man away. I managed to keep him far way enough so he couldn't attack me. I tried to handle it subtlety by trying to make him dissapear. When I attempted this he gave me a wide eyed stare that seemed to pierce through me. His eyes seemed to be saying "I'm not going anywhere." Between his horrifying stare and the shock of my dream control not working I woke up.

For a few seconds I was in a state of fear after waking. Fear quickly turned into anger because I had allowed it to succeed twice. As I was falling asleep again, I wanted it to try scaring me again.

Slap Me Awake III: The Revenge

It was the same as the last time. Creepy man jumped in my bed and started to attack me. He only got in a couple hits this time before I became lucid once more. This time I decided to do it the old way. I pushed him away from me and kicked him off of my bed and onto the floor. I knelt down, gripped him by the chest, and threw him straight through my bedroom wall. I then opened my bedroom door and walked over towards his body. As he tried to get up, I jumped on top of him and started punching him as he did to me. I then dragged his nearly unconscious body back into my room. Thanks to dream physics, I was able to cram his whole body into my dresser drawer. I woke up shortly after. I had woken up happy and almost laughing at my triumph. Nightmare conquered.

Horse Racing Peter Griffon

It was a pretty short and blurry dream. In the dream I was a black pony on top of a brown horse (big difference). To the left of me was Peter Griffon on top of a similar looking horse. That funny race music started to play and a gun shot went off. I don't really remember much of the race except that I barely won. I tried to a give a thumbs up but then I realized pony's don't have thumbs. Sadly they only have hooves.

Horrible Shoes

Yet another false awakening. I came out of my grandma's bedroom in the middle of the day this time. I sat down with my family to watch some show on tv. In the show there were 3 detectives or police officers and they were discussing a crime. All of the sudden Man 1 took a notice to Man 2's shoes. He said they looked horrible even though they weren't that bad. Then Man 3 pulled out his revolver and shot Man 2 in the foot. Crime against fashion? I was then asked if I wanted to go to Walmart. I didn't have anything better to do, so I agreed. I woke up before I even got out the door though.

End

i just got out of the hospital.....and i had strange dreams there......in the hospital they did all the blood work when we were in bed after waking us.....and they woke us to take vitals and give meds......and they did that when i was leaving and fell asleep.....i took a nap and they woke me to do paper work and i fall back asleep and did stuff in that room and walked out of that room into another place that was definitely a dream

the one i was being woken and didn't want to be and tossed and turned and hit my head on the corner of the table. my head was bleeding and the put alcohol on it and i screamed....i didn't have any mark when i woke up

another i was tossing and turning when being woken and threw a pillow at the nurse and got tangled in my sheets...i didn't fine any evidence of either of those when i woke

another i told them to go away because i didn't like them

another the nurse woke me and i fell back asleep and woke up....i then went out of my room and was in an amusement park.....there were hair accessories under the roller coaster

they tried to wake me again and i walked out to the amusement park again and there was a part that looked like a christmas/candy land board......there was a snowman who tried to hug me

they tried to wake me again and i walked out to the amusement park and a tator tot that was really greasy tried to hug me and it made me gag

they tried to wake me again and i was in a different room that was really nice and there was the nurse i didn't like and a student...and the student plugged in an air freshener before talking to me....i figured it was a dream because people don't usually plug in air fresheners to talk and the room was too nice for a hospital and i've never been in a room so nice in my life time....i figured i was sleeping and woke up as soon as i knew it was a dream

these all happened on the 14th at around 2:00pm

DJ Log: September 24, 2011 – 5:15AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: I drank a full glass of mixed organic tart cherry, pomegranate, and apple juice about an hour before going to bed. Additionally, during WBTB, I drank another half glass of the same, then repeated the following mantra while falling asleep, “Earth, Air, Fire, Water: I will lucid dream tonight.”)

I awaken on a couch, stark naked, trying to figure out where I'm at. I ask myself, “How much did I drink last night and who ended up taking me home with them?” I rub my eyes for a moment, then look around the room while asking myself, “Where the fuck am I? Why does my head hurt so much? Did someone put something in my drink again? Have I been raped again? God, I hope they at least enjoyed it, because I can't remember anything.” As my eyes start to clear up, the living room triggers a lot of distant memories. This is a place I have been many times before.

I sit up on the couch while looking around the room, trying to put the pieces together. The familiar medium oak wood paneling on the bottom half of the walls and light floral wall paper, separated by a dark chair rail. The large wooden console TV adds a hint of familiarity, as well as the classic 1970's dishrag color scheme sofa. A familiar canary yellow Western Electric rotary-dial phone is hanging on the wall and I've seen these yellow and pink floral curtains before. The circular textured tan and brown ultra-shag carpet only appears in one place in my memory cells. After a brief moment, I fully realize that I am in my grandmother's old house-trailer and quickly become lucid.

I look around the living room and kitchen for my grandmother, but she is nowhere to be found. The couch is not comfortable to sleep on, so I pick up my pillow, blanket, dream journal, flashlight and a couple bottles of water, then wander toward the bedrooms to find the spare bed. The master bedroom has a king size bed with 2 people sleeping in it. Strangely, neither of them is my grandmother. The guest bedroom has no bed at all and is packed full of random junk. I go back into the living room and drop everything on the floor, and then say to myself, “Let's try this again.”

I look at the floor and watch my feet lift off the carpet. I hover slightly off the floor and look toward the bedrooms again. I feel the dream collapsing quickly, so I look back at 'the floor and rub my hands together. My vision is almost completely blacked out, so I slowly close my eyes and yell, “STABILIZE NOW!!!” as loud as I can. I gently open my eyes and see that I am back in the same room and the clarity has improved significantly. Now, I can smell the mold in the air conditioner and the woody smell that the house-trailer always had. My eyes are able to perceive the flickering of the circular fluorescent ceiling light and my ears can detect the soft buzzing from the ballast. The extra plush carpet tickles my feet slightly as I hover just slightly above it.

I glide my way back to the bedrooms again. This time, the master bedroom is absolutely huge with four king size beds in it that they are all empty. I float through, then turn around and go towards the guest bedroom. The guest bedroom is even bigger than the master bedroom and it has a king size water bed next to a couple of windows. On the opposite wall is a huge sectional sofa with a low table and some lamps. I turn back to the bed and decide that this is where I am going back to sleep at. The water temperature is perfect and its covered with a huge, fluffy blanket. There are several pillows stacked up and it looks really comfortable. The headboard has bookshelves on both sides that are full of antique books and various ornamental items.

As I stand there looking at the bed, something sparkles in the window. I walk over to the window and see nothing but darkness outside. Deciding that I must see what's on the other side, I try to open the window, but it's stuck. I look around the room for something to break the window with, but there is nothing solid enough. I hold my hand in front of my face and summon a baseball bat. I put my hand down and see a wooden baseball bat leaning in the corner. I pick up the bat and whack the window, knocking a small piece of glass out. Realizing that the glass is going to put up a fight, I draw the bat back behind me and pummel the ever living shit out of the window. After several strikes, the glass gives way and falls out of the window frame.

I float up and climb out the window. There is a ledge under the windows which connects to a large 3rd floor deck. I hover around for a moment, and then do a nose pinch RC to reassure my lucidity and validate the dream state before I do something stupid, like jumping off a 3rd story ledge. I step to the edge of the ledge, then jump up and fly into the sky. My first thought is that I want to fly as high as I can and see if I can still see the house. I start to fly and the dream starts to fade. I stop and rub my hands together again and stabilize once again.

Suddenly, I remember the tasks of the month: walk on water and control at least two of the elements. I look down and see a swimming pool. I fly down and hit the water, but sink quickly. I jump out of the pool, and then look to my right to see a couple of DCs hanging some very large balloons on a clothes line. I take a couple of steps toward them and they immediately stop and look at me with a frightened look. I raise my arms into the air and command the air to fill one of the balloons. The balloon quickly inflates and floats upward on the clothes line. As this happens, the DCs eyes get wide as they take a couple of steps back and stare at the balloon, gasping in disbelief. I look at them and say, “What's wrong? Wanna see that again?” I inflate a second balloon, but the others will not take any air because they have large holes in them.

I jump up and fly past the balloons, then realize that I need to control another element. I turn around in mid-flight and look at the balloons that wouldn't take air. While in flight, I raise my left arm and clench my fist, then point my fist down toward the Earth. When I raise my arm, there is a hole in the Earth and the displaced dirt is floating just above me. While keeping the displaced piece of Earth up with my left hand, I use telekinesis to push the balloons and the clothes line into the hole, and then I bury them with the dirt that I was keeping elevated with my left hand. At this point, both DCs shriek in terror and run away.

Feeling quite satisfied, I start to fly away, then realize that I should try the pool again. I fly over to the pool and land on the deck by the water's edge. I stare intently at the water for a moment, then take a step onto it. The surface gives way, but I am able to walk about ankle-deep in the water. The water is very squishy and soft, but it supports my weight. As I walk, the water makes a sound similar to that of walking in wet shows. I walk across the pool, then I turn around and raise both arms, commanding the water to solidify. Instantly, the ripples in the water stop moving and the surface takes on a matte finish. I carefully step onto the surface again and it feels sort of like walking on a water bed. The surface feels solid, but it's squishy underneath. I walk across the pool again and step off onto the deck.

Being thoroughly satisfied with the accomplishments, I decide that I should wake up and write it all in my dream journal. I close my eyes and say, “Wake up! NOW!” I awaken into my bed and reach over to grab my dream journal. I flip open the cover and slide the pen out of the coils. I reach up above my pillow to turn on my flashlight and it won't turn on. I think to myself, “Shit, I must have bumped it last night and the batteries are dead.” I open my eyes and see a dark room. I press the switch on the flashlight again and the circle of light appears on the ceiling, but no light is reflected onto my journal, nor the rest of the room. I look at the flashlight and the bulb looks like a black hole which is sucking in all of the light around it. I press the switch again and the bulb lights up brightly, but there is no light in the room.

I give myself a nose pinch RC and it passes. Becoming a bit confused now, I look at my left hand and count 7 fingers and a thumb. I say to myself, “Nice! False awakening strikes again, dumbass!” as I become lucid once again. I quickly jump out of bed and turn around to see myself still laying in the bed. I think to myself, “This is very nice, but I don't have time for an OOBE.” I slap myself in the face a couple of times while yelling, “WAKE UP AND WRITE THIS SHIT DOWN BEFORE YOU FORGET IT! ...WAKE UP NOW! ...DO IT! ...DO IT NOW!”

I wake up in my bed once again and pass both a nose pinch and finger count. I reach over and grab my dream journal, flip it open and slide the pen out of the coils. I reach up and press the switch on the flashlight that is wedged between the mattress and the wall. The flashlight lights up properly and I commence logging this entry.

(Note: My maternal grandmother passed away about 17 years ago. She was the only relative that would listen to me and what I had to say. She was always interested in having conversations about anything I wanted to talk about. Most of my other aunts and such were not open to hearing anything that a younger person had to say. They would always say things like, “Children should be seen and not heard.” My grandmother was also the only relative that was not obsessed over the fact that I had no interest in girls. My aunts and uncles would always harass me and ask when I was going to get married and start having kids. Needless to say, it was always an enjoyable time to visit with her, and it was a very sad moment when she passed on.)

8 Sep 2011

I was attempting DEILD tonight so I can remember little of any dreams but I am pretty sure that I had a few false awakenings because on reflection, the times when I woke up and tried to DEILD were weird. I wish I could have realised this at the time so that I could have attempted DILD.

I WBTB, after some random visualisations i lost consciousness but ended up on a street, i did a nose plug RC and i can breathe! i look down at my hands, they seem normal so i try to push my fingers through my left hand, it works, they go through. "right, i am dreaming" i think to myself. I start to stabilise the dream and look around, i am in a room with my bed, except it is not MY room. I rub my hands together and decide to stabilise again in a different way, i suck the paint off one of the walls... Its now grey and it tastes weird.
I go downstairs and out onto the street, its twilight and i remember my task of getting a dc to do something for you, i see a girl in a blue top and a skirt, i float across the road towards her and say "excuse me, i just wanna speak to you", she ignores me so i repeat the question again. She turns to face me, sees that im floating and runs away. I try holding my hand out towards her "girl in blue top STOP RUNNING" it doesnt work and she rounds a corner.

I head round the corner to see where she went but i've lost her. Instead i see a guy with long hair and a black beanie on. He has a sleeve tattoo and i notice it. I walk over to him "Wow awesome tattoo man!" i say, he smiles at me and thanks me. I figure this is going well seeing as i've never intentionality had a conversation with a DC before. I tell him that i am dreaming right now, at first he is shocked then tells me, "I'm dreaming too!" he then says "lets do whatever we want!"
I tell him I am here because i have some tasks to do, he asks me what they are and i tell him about my task of falling from a height that would normally kill you. I ask him if he has anything he would like to do. He says yes but we can do that after. We walk towards a large building made of dark red bricks, i think this looks ok and turn to ask the guy "a fall would kill you from there, right?" he nods "yeah i reckon.."

Suddenly i get a little scared that i will forget this part of the dream, so i try and wake myself up so i can journal... I close my eyes and feel myself waking up.

I wake up in a bed and grab my DJ and start to journal about the dream, when im done, i roll over and sleep again.

I instantly appear in a supermarket very populated with DC's, nose plug RC it works I try pushing my fingers through my hand and that works too, then i try pushing them through a wall next to me, it works, but only slightly.
i want to find this guy again, he was kinda cool, then remember my task of telling a DC to do something, i have a look around to which DC's look like they'd help me out, there are so many. I see an old school friend called Nick, walking towards me... I walk over to him "hey man, not seen you in TIME! I need a favour, i know I'm dreaming and i am looking for someone, i need to find him, can you help me out?" Nick smiles "sure" he asks me to stand inside one of the squares on the tiled floor, i do. He makes a weird gesture with his hands and then stops, the floor around me begins to glow where i am stood. "not what?" i ask. He turns to me and says "just walk into any room, through any door & you will find him"
"coooooooooooool!" i think to myself. I thank Nick & he walks away, i go into the first room i see, its a shop that i was standing outside. i start to look around. At first i cannot see him, so i walk in and still nothing, yet when i turn around he is there behind me, sweeping the floor. I think he works here. "FOUND YOU!" i say, he looks surprised and replies "yo! You totally disappeared on me before" i apologise and explain about me not wanting to forget so journalling quickly. We both head into the nearest room, there is a small window at the end. We both walk towards it, i open it and look down, its about 6 floors up, this should do, i turn to my tattooed friend and say "that would kill me, right?" he walks over and looks out "....Yeah man that would DEFINITELY kill you... Be careful yeah?" i laugh and nervously RC again just to make sure, yup dreaming. I realise that the space im looking out to now is the place i met this guy... Cool, i spawned myself inside the building. With both arms either side of the window i fling myself out and shout "wooooooooo!!!" just as im about to land i wake up in bed.

I roll over and grab my DJ, the entry from before is surprisingly neat for me and the writing is tiny, it almost looks like I didn't write it. i shrug it off and carry on journalling. Once I'm done, Hobbs walks into the room "DUDE! do you even know what you did last night!?" I panic and shake my head... he laughs at me "mate you need to apologise to wardy and her friend".... "but i was dreaming" i say, he laughs again and explains that I'd slept-walked around the house and scared my friend sarah and her friend, who i have never seen before. As we are talking they come to my room too and tell me it was really weird, i keep asking what i did but they don't tell me. All of a sudden my old work friend Livia is there "what are YOU doing here!?" i say, she smiles and hugs me... Sarah asks for a hug and i tell her no, cause i wanna know what i did first. They all leave the room, i look back at my DJ entry and at how weird the writing is... My vision blurs and i wake up in my bed for real this time.

Dammit!! =P

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

Right, well, I haven't been on DreamViews in a while, but I just had to come back and post this one.

So, I'm sitting in my best friend's parent's room, but I guess I'm actually in my uncle and aunt's house. Somehow, I randomly become lucid (I can't pinpoint exactly when, which is frustrating, because I would have liked to remember for future reference) and I perform a reality check.

If ANY people read my dream journal entries, you know I'm obsessed with Inception. Well, I really wanted to hang out with the Inception team (again), so I walk out in to the living room and ask my Uncle and Aunt, "Have you seen Eames anywhere?" to which my Uncle replies, "Oh, he just left I think. Why?". I didn't know how else to respond with a 'reasonable' answer, so I just say "Uhh...he stole my lollipop." and my Uncle thinks this a perfectly acceptable reason.

I wake up. That was definitely a weird but short lucid. I perform the normal reality check I do every morning after I wake up and I'm surprised to find...I'm still dreaming!

Wow...this was almost a false awakening, it's a good thing I performed that reality check. Anyways, so I get up and walk into my living room (I'm at my mom's house now) and I see my brother, sister, and my best friend S standing there. I start to walk into my kitchen to explore, but come up with another idea.

I turn around and say to my sister, "You're not real, I'm dreaming right now," and she kind of gives me that look like she always does in real life that says 'Okay...you're weird.' I turn to my brother and tell him, "You too, you're just a projection." He starts laughing. Then I turn to S and say, "You too!" and she laughs like I just told a funny joke. I brush them off. I don't have time for this.

Suddenly, I wake up. Once more I perform the regular reality check and I'm even more surprised to discover I'm still dreaming! Wow!

I'm at my mom's house again this time, so I get out of bed and walk into my living room again. Once more, my best friend S is there, and I'm pretty sure my sister was there too, but my brother was nowhere to be seen.

I remembered I've always wanted to try transporting to another place, but I know that using mind power alone to go there never worked for me. So I approach my front door and tell myself that when I open it, I'll be where I wanna be. Outside my house, it's dark and kind of cold. I go up to the door, close my eyes, and open it. I tell myself, 'When I open my eyes, I'll be in Hawaii'.

My eyes are still closed, but I'm surprised to notice a sudden warmth and I can tell through my eyelids that it's now light outside. I hear the ocean.

I open my eyes and I'm thrilled to find myself standing on a beach with yellow sand, a crystal clear blue ocean, and scattered palm trees. My vision is rather blurred, for some reason, but I can still tell where I am. My sister and S are incredulous and ask "How did you do that?" before heading off to explore. I follow them to the edge of a little palm tree jungle thing before I wake up.

I'm at my dad's house now, which is where I fell asleep in real life. I'm now convinced I'm not dreaming. I go over the dreams I just had in my head, before I finally do a reality check.

And I'm still dreaming. Uhh...wow.

Well, anyways, so I don't know exactly what happened, but somehow I'm transported to a giant movie theater and I'm walking with my mom and a group of other people. I remember how I still wanna meet up with the Inception gang, so I ask my mom "Have you seen Arthur anywhere?" and she looks at me and asks, "Arthur?". I try a different approach. "Okay...have you seen Joseph Gordon-Levitt anywhere?" I ask her. She says, "I don't think so, why?" to which I reply, again, "He stole my lollipop." My subconscious apparently finds this as a normal excuse for wanting to find someone. Personally, I just wanna find him cuz he's hot.

ANYWAYS. So, I'm magically transported to a giant warehouse that doubles as a courthouse in the basement, and lo and behold, there's Arthur. I'm standing there with him at the entrance of said warehouse and there's a little boy who is an orphan. He needs money donations to help pay for a surgery he needs or else he might not make it. Despite my being lucid, I don't have any money on me, so I turn to Arthur.

"I don't have time for this, I'm a business man!" is all he says, because he knows I'm gonna ask him for money. "But he needs surgery," I tell him, and he says "I don't care how mean and horrible it makes me sound, we really should be going." and he pushes the little boy aside. Arthur is trying to stay serious but he looks upset and sort of guilty. (Why is it I always dream of him being sad/depressed?)

Anyways, all of a sudden, the boy becomes a part of this huge court case, and it turns out the little orphan was actually evil and was just tricking people into giving him money. Geez. I start running around the basement of the place and accidentally run into a courtroom and interrupt a session. A bunch of people that look like judges and lawyers are like, "Excuse me, you can't be in here!" and look at me angrily. I fumble to come up with a different excuse besides the lollipop one, because they look too serious to fall for that. "The boy...needs...help!" is all I could manage. Suddenly they look worried and all run out of the room. I follow them, only to discover Arthur is gone, and two of my friends are sitting at a little round table, coloring pictures.

I wake up. Well, not really. Still dreaming, according to the reality check. My vision is very blurred, but I can faintly make out my sister standing in the entrance of my room. She is standing there, staring at me, being SUPER creepy. She starts walking towards me and grabbing at me and I have to keep pushing her away.

As crazy as it make me sound, I'm just tired of this whole false awakening thing and I wanna wake up for real. I start screaming, "WAKE UP! WAKE ME UP!" and suddenly I find myself lying in my bed, again.

I know I'm not awake, and I don't even bother with a reality check. I'm just glad I got out of that creepy dream with my sister and I'm in a new dream.

That's when I realize I'm still in the same dream, and my sister is still standing there. UGH.

Suddenly, I actually wake up. It takes me a moment to realize that I'm really awake. For a second, I honestly wasn't sure whether I was in a dream or reality. I'm telling you, I'm losing my grip here.

I'm rather relieved to discover that I'm in the real world after performing a reality check. That was definitely one of the strangest lucid experiences I've ever had.

NonLucidLucid

Dream #1Okay, it started as a false awakening, some people were coming in through our front door giving my aunt some things that appeared to look like tickets, and my aunt would hand them money in return. Idk, it was a really odd dream but, that's all I remember from it, xD.

Dream #2Well, I was in this nice hotel. It was just me and my mom. She went off to do something and I went upstairs to the indoor pool (Yea, upstairs, odd place to put an indoor pool in a hotel.) and it was a big open room with a huge pool and a bunch of water slides. No one else was there though, just the manager dude inside the booth, and the towel guy. I remember swimming for a very long time and then for some reason I remember the manager guy coming out of his booth and escorting me out and yelling at me. He was telling me about how I broke the rules or something.. I met up with my mom and then the dream ended.. :/ Odd dreams, for sure. Haha.

DJ Log: February 13, 2011 – 7:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: During WBTB, I smoked 2 cigarettes of my usual herbal blend; Calea Zacatechichi, Mugwort, Damiana, Wild Lettuce, and Wild Dagga. I took 300mg Alpha GPC, a B-Complex, and 200mg L-Theanine with 2 glasses of apple juice. Immediately before returning to bed, took 8mg Galantamine+Choline. I attempted a WILD, and had some interesting results.)

I climb into bed and put my flashing LED glasses on. I set the brightness very low and set the speed to approximately 12Hz. I slowly turn up the brightness to a comfortable level. At first, geometric patterns begin to form in a chaotic fashion. The patterns slowly move around and form into structures. They are becoming well organized, sliding around and fitting together like puzzle pieces. Once the puzzle completes the assembly of itself, the texture of the patterns melt into a solid white plane that seems to maintain sync with the flashing. As my brainwaves try to stay in sync with the flashing, small corrections cause the flashing to become very apparent for split seconds until my brain corrects the synchronization. In my experience of electronics, it seems that my brain was functioning like a PLL (Phase Locked Loop) circuit, making minor real-time corrections to maintain a frequency lock with the reference source, the LED glasses. After about 5 minutes, I remove the LED glasses while keeping my eyes closed.

I decide to try my first waking attempt at a WILD, so I relax fully and perform the stop-drop-roll technique I read about in one of the DV forums. This felt pretty good, as all the tension builds up in my arms, then shoots out of my fingers when I drop my arms. While remaining entirely motionless, I begin my mantra, “I will do a reality check and become lucid” with my internal voice to help reduce and eliminate the internal chatter. Within a couple of minutes, my fingers and toes start to vibrate and the waves slowly travel up my legs and arms. The vibrations are out of sync at first and collide with each other, but they slowly get in sync as the vibrations approach the center of my body and intersect with each other. This vibration intersection and synchronization process is quite uneasy, as I have to override multiple extremely strong impulses to move my body. I read about this several times, so I feel that I am well prepared to handle it. After what felt like 30 minutes, my dream eyes opened by themselves and I can see a deep tunnel full of thick glowing white spider webs. I attempt to find my hands so I can count my fingers to confirm my lucidity, but I am tangled in the web. There is absolutely no doubt that I am fully lucid, but I have poor control. I pull at my arms a bit harder and the vision went black.

A false awakening (FA #1) put me back in my bed where I could feel my body vibrating again. I keep my eyes closed and clear my vision canvas. I focus on my past memories of the Arizona White Rock Canyon, which I had visited about 6 years ago. I would really like to try and accomplish one of my dream goals by flying through the deep canyons. I start to form a clear and detailed vision of the rocks, but suddenly the vibrations come back and crumble the rocks. A large fissure develops in the ground and I am free falling into near darkness. I try to jump and fly, but the gravity in the fissure is Jupiter-strength and I cannot fight against it. At the end of the fall, I crash into the ground quite hard and a lot of rocks and debris fall on top of me. (Note: This is the first time I recall potentially being killed in a dream.)

Once again, an FA (#2) into my bed and I can feel my body vibrating, quite a bit less than before. This time I make no attempt to steer the dream nor open my eyes. After a brief moment, I find myself laying in my bed with my winter boots and a heavy coat on. My right hand is in my coat pocket, trying to pull out a plastic box about the size of a 25-CD storage case. As soon as I pull the box out, strong vibrations travel up my right arm that create an intense wave that rolls through my body and bounces off the opposite end, my left leg, then make a U-turn and travel back out my right arm. After the vibrations stop, I hear a loud pop sound.

Once again, I FA (#3) into my bed. Opening my eyes, it appears that I am actually awake. I stare at the ceiling for a moment, trying to recollect my thoughts and figure out what I want to do with this dream. I climb out of bed and go into my bathroom. I try to turn on the light, but it won't turn on. I exclaim, “Shit! I can't believe that FA got me! That's bullshit.” I look in the mirror and my face starts to melt, then turns sideways in the reflection. I float off the floor and my feet are almost touching the ceiling, as if I'm being steered by my reflection. I look into the mirror again and there is a vortex with bright streaks of lightning swirling around in it and my reflection is gone. There is a rumbling noise in the background, resembling the sound of a large waterfall from a distance. I try to move myself toward the mirror, but I am suspended in the air and unable to move. A person approaches from the vortex in the mirror and starts to reach a hand out toward me. I was a bit unnerved that I could not move, so I closed my eyes and pushed as hard as I could with my legs. As I am pushing, I hear a sound that resembles squeaky brakes on a train in the distance.

I FA (#4) back into my bed again. The vibrations are faint and move slowly down my legs and disappear off the tips of my toes. I can feel myself floating off the bed, so I try to turn it into flight, but I fall through my bed and roll out from under it. I try to stand up, but end up floating instead. I can see myself in the bed. I look at my hands and I have at least 7 fingers on each hand. I can feel the texture of the blanket and hear the computer fan running. I turn to look at the window and fall backwards.

Once again, I FA (#5) into bed. Getting a bit frustrated after 5 FA's, I decide to wake up. I just told myself to wake up, and I sat up in bed. A nose pinch and finger count confirm that I am awake, then a follow-up RC with the light switch for a triple-check. I sit down at my PC and write my log up to this point. I intend to go back to bed in a bit and see if I can WILD again, but I think I'm way too awake now.

I get back into bed and squirm around a bit until I find that comfortable position. It's that magic position where the blanket is not pulling in any direction and the pillow is no longer making that scrunching sound. My legs are relaxed and the toes are hanging just off the edge of the mattress so they're not cramped up. This time, I change my mantra to, “I have control of everything” which I hope will work towards rectifying the control issue that I had earlier. I lay motionless for about 30 minutes and I can feel the vibrations of SP coming on again. The vibrations start from the center and work their way out to the ends of my fingers and toes, then slowly disappear. I see a bright flash of light and hear a burst of TV static sound.

I find myself in yet another FA (#6) on the couch at a friend's house. My friend and his girlfriend are both standing there, looking at me like I have two heads or something. I look at them for a second, then I look at my hands and count 3 fingers on my left hand and 8 fingers on my right hand. I am already lucid, but this reinforces it. I look back at them and say, “Buzz off” as I wave my hand at them. They both walk away and leave me alone. I get up off the couch and walk over to one of the many windows in the room. I raise the blinds, revealing a crowded shopping mall outside the window. I think about climbing out for a second, then decide that I'm at the wrong window. I close the blinds and move to the next window. The second window reveals a stormy, choppy ocean with lightning streaking across the sky. I can see the flashes from the lightning reflecting off the floor and walls of the room. Being uninterested in diving out into the middle of a storm, I close the blinds and move to the next window. The third window shows a mountainous terrain in the background and a rich green meadow full of flowers in the foreground. There is a stream winding its way through the meadow and there are birds flying all around. I thought to myself that this is way too peaceful of a scene and I absolutely must inject some havoc.

I do a quick nose pinch and shove my finger through my hand twice to make sure I'm good to jump out of a window. I take a step back, kick the glass out of the window effortlessly, and then jump out. Just as I am starting to gain flight control, I suddenly land on something. I look down to find that I just landed on Falkor's back right in front of Atreyu from the first Neverending Story.

Atreyu grabs my shoulders and says, “Hold on!” Falkor makes a quick turn and starts flying high into the sky. I thought for a second that this was kinda cool, but it definitely not what I had in mind. I jumped off Falkor's back and did a nose-dive straight into the ground. This was the dream's exit.

I woke up kinda mad that I jumped off and lost the dream. I should have just went for the ride, but whatev...