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02/16/14***
Quick entries...at least for now.
Had a good vivid dream featuring my son about 12 years younger than now. So cute!

Had all 3 LDs late in the morning after getting over the hump of short dreamlets and mostly dreamless period where my awareness usually starts to wane.

Felt like a breakthrough on a new WILD technique for me. Similar to a few things I have tried before but with the addition of a kind of self hypnosis to put me in a relaxed but aware state. I was basically interacting with both HHs and actual stimuli. My wife moving around in bed I turned into Girl Friday getting into bed. That turned into the first lucid where I was in a bathtub with her we were both naked and I was feeling all over her and we were having intercourse I changed positions to pull her right leg over my left leg. She seemed to get smaller and her face became distorted as I focused on it. I continued kissing her though as we had sex.

Second LD, DILD inside sports arena getting ready to play. Red John is on our team this time...unusual. I am late and they are starting to play and I think about going out there without all of my equipment and then I realize I am dreaming I can just go without or...and I end up just putting everything on instantly. Our team scores as I'm coming out on the field and I decide to fly up for some celebratory sex with a woman in the stands. I think this is fun! Next I will go out there and score fantastically and I do; it is so much fun! I fly back up into the stands and look for my type. She is sitting in a skirt with nothing on underneath and we immediately go at it! Fade back to bed.

A bit later I have cool false awakening turned DILD where I am in a bedroom/office and I complete one last task and I look at the time and realized that I worked 38 minutes longer than I intended to. I turn around and the sun is shining blindingly through the window and I realize I am dreaming. The sun feels so vibrant on my skin but the light is a little too bright. I inch my way towards a bed just out of reach of the sun's glare and I restore my bearings. I turn around and there is another bed where the workstation just was. I look closely and see two feet overlapping each other but no one attached to them...at the head of the bed by the pillows! I find this cool instead of creepy and remove pillows to examine further. I touch the feet and they feel like feet, neither warm nor cool to the touch, maybe a little rubbery. I fade back to bed.

08/29/2011
6:00am

Fragment 1
Stepped out of an ice cabin and into the snow. My feet were frozen in ice.

Fragment 2
Strange musical instruments.


09/01/11
I was growing and styling weird multi color hair on my head.

Black means non lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes

Im sure you got it, so i won't bother saying it. Oh, this will be short...

Now usually i say enjoy my dreams and so forth. But today, is a little different. Why different you ask? Well, first of all...I did'nt get anything that i wanted, secondly i did everything half ass yesterday, and third...Ah, who am i kidding. I MISSED A TON OF REALITY CHECKS!!!


Now, enough talking here it is!


Dream #1 Neil Patrick Harris.

In a mall with Neil patrick harris. He is explaining to me about how he loves to steal cookies from the ice cream shop on a good tuesday? (1ST MISSED REALITY CHECK) We are now in the ice cream shop and he strips down ass naked in the ice cream shop and says everybody drop there guns??? WTF!? (2ND MISSED REALITY CHECK)


Dream #2 Sniff her shoe?

Im now with Noemie Lenoir (a French supermodel) We are sitting down at a cafe and asks me if i would like to sniff her shoe? (3RD MISSED REALITY CHECK) I remember telling her that people were around and i might get in trouble (WHY WOULD I EVEN SAY THAT!?!?!?!?!?) She puts her shoe on the table and says something about the birds will smell it later. WTF!? (4TH MISSED REALITY CHECK)

Dream #3 Charlie Sheen.

Im with Charlie Sheen in a hotel, and he mentions to me that he has Kristie Ally tied up in the back room about to tickle her feet. WTF!? (5TH MISSED REALITY CHECK)
We head to the back room where she is tied up in a chair, and he just starts tickling away at her bare soles. I watch the dream fades and i wake up.


Im obviously very dissapointed at myself! I don't even feel like even writing the other nonsense i dreamed about. Lets just say it was even more stupid then this shit i dreamed about! Damn...well some intense subconscious training, and plenty of reality checks are in the works for me tonight!

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes


Got it? Great! Now enjoy reading my dreams.


Notes: Wanted to see what my dreams would end up like without doing any reality checks, or subconscious training. Pretty interesting what my subconscious decided to give me.


Dream #1 Supermarket spree.

Im with my moms in a supermarket, and we are on some game show. We have 60 seconds to put as many items in the cart as possible. We run thru the aisle picking up items on throwing them in the cart. The timer stops and we have five hundred dollars worth of groceries in under a min! Me and my mom dance and laugh and start celebrating around the supermarket. (Very hilarious moment.)


Dream #2 A side of me that is shown often.








Im walking in a mall and hear Edith Piaf, La Vie En Rose in the background. (Must be my alarm) I stop and glance at this young woman who looked Arab or Indian. She is fairly attractive, Long black hair in a ponytail to her waist, big beautiful brown eyes, and a very light coco skin complexion. She wore blue jeans with silver flip flops, and her toes were polished a silver colour, and she wore a light blue shirt. She was putting clothes on a rack, and she turns to look at me smiling. I nod at her and smile back, as i continued walking thru the mall hearing that song play in the background. Pretty soon it fades, (Most likely went to a 5 min snooze) And i am now in line with a lady who looked tanned and in her 50's i believe. Very attractive, with medium length sandy brown hair, and big aqua blue eyes.

She begin flirting with me, and took out a green pill and swallowed it. I reached in my pocket and pulled out a green pill and swallowed mines as well. She begin glowing a aqua colour and and light begin surrounding her body. Another guy who was black was in the line hating and cock blocking, saying..
(Black guy talking)
"Why don't you get with a real man like myself baby."
(Woman talking)
"No thanks, im not interested."
She smiles gazing into my eyes, flexing her breast telling me she works out. We lock eyes for a while..then my alarm goes off again then i wake up.


Final dream: Fantasies from my subconscious.

Im in a room with two beautiful women who looked mixed with something.

Spoiler for For 18+:

Im sitting down in a chair, and one of the girls starts unfasting my belt buckle and pulling down my pants. She then takes her black leather heel pumps off, and throws them on the floor. She now lays on her back on the floor, and uses only her soft silky beautiful feet to tug and stroke my now fully rock hard erect cock. Another girl walks over and begins sucking on the head of my penis, while the other girl uses her feet to jack me off. A black dude walks in, and i look over at him and say..
"Man get the FUCK outta here!"
I throw a bottle of lotion at him, and tell him go in the bathroom and have fun...shit.

The girls laugh, and the guy takes the walk of shame. I continue my business with the women, and felt myself reaching climax and literally woke up with a bit of a surprise on myself. Lol,

I woke up recorded the dream and took a long hot shower.


Notes: Well not too upset with what i got. Can't complain, but this just shows what my dreams are like when i don't do any reality checks or subconscious training. Sooo think ima gonna go back to my usual routine. Lol, gonna start my day off with plenty of reality checks, and plenty of subconscious training for tonight.

Black means non lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Green means notes

Notes: Did not remember much of anything. But i guess its because my body is getting use to going back to sleep alot more earlier.

Dream 1# The mountain song.

Im helping this elderly man up from the sidewalk, and he seems to love singing about the mountains. I just remember him telling me that he would love to go to the mountains and sit a the top of one and sing how big he feels to be on top of one.

Dream #2 Why are we doing this?

Im now playing throw the bottles into the garbage can with this drunk dude.

Dream #3 Drunk antics.

Im telling this drunk man not to walk outside with no coat on, because it is freezing out there. He insist that it is good to do so, because it will give him some sort of special powers.

Final dream: Who wants to suck my pinky toe?

Im now a security guard for Kim Kardashian, And we walk into this clothing store and she yells..
"Who wants to suck my pinky toe?"
All of a sudden, a man runs up to her, peels off her leather pumps..and gives her a tongue job all across her toes.

Notes: Mmkay...not much to say except...WTF!? I went to sleep early, and i still got frags! And why so many drunk dreams? I don't even drink anymore. Ha ha...very funny subconscious. Overall, i guess my body just needs to get used to goin back to sleep alot more earlier.

Last Nights Dreams

I'm in my house but it's a little different ((I don't realise this at the time)). There are a few people in the kitchen with me and I also have 2 dogs ((different to the dogs I have in RL)). I look at the big dog and think "awww poor thing, he doesn't like the way he is" I decide that the nicest thing I can do is to make the Dog the way he wants to be. I now get a hack-saw and say to the Dog "lie down" I struggle to get the Dog to lie down, he seems scared but eventually does as he's told. I now begin to hack off his front paw, it's strange because there's no blood and I think "great no mess" I now pull off his paw that is hanging on by a little bit of skin, I'm holding his paw in my hand and I'm looking at it I then throw it to the floor, the Dog is now left with just a stump . I now proceed to hack off his other paw , it's comes off and again I'm left holding it....I suddenly think "shit...what have I done!!" . The Dog now tries to stand up but he can't, he is standing with his 2 back legs but can't lift himself up on his front legs. I now think "ohhh crap, I'd better fix this, he's all uneven!!" . I now hack off his 2 back paws and the Dog can now stand but he's standing on 4 stumps and looks very uncomfortable . I decide I need to sew up his crotch area just to make him perfect and the job is done properly. I now go out of the room and I'm somewhere else, I'm feeling guilty about sewing up his crotch and think maybe I shouldn't have done that...I now suddenly look down at myself and realise its me who has had my limbs cut off I wonder how it's suddenly changed from the Dog to me. I look again and see that my limbs aren't actually gone, someone has had to cut my feet off but they have made me some new feet..my new feet are a lot smaller, there is still some skin missing and I think "ahhhh, that must be so they heal properly" I'm small now after the surgery, I'm like a midget but think to myself "I quite like my new look" . My new hands and feet are weeping and for a minute I think "ohh my god....what have I done to myself!!" ((DREAM SKIP))
There is a man with ginger hair, he is chasing me and wants to hurt me badly or even kill me, I'm terrified of him!! I'm now trying to hide but there's not a lot of hiding places. I now go into 3rd person and watch this man go onto an open top double decker bus, he is so angry and is trashing the top of the bus to look for me. Everything now goes in slow motion and the bus heads towards a bridge but the bus is too high to get under it. The bridge now crushes the top of the bus as it goes under and smashes the mans head to pieces!! Lol
((DREAM SKIP))
I'm talking to a group of girls, they are all being bitchy to me and say "why do you put make-up on?" I say "to look nice!" then they say "why are you wearing those clothes?" I reply "just because you like to look scruffy it doesn't mean I have to, now go and fuck off!" this makes them all really angry and they chase me, I leg it and I'm heading towards a main road, suddenly I go face first into an oncoming truck!!!
((DREAM SKIP))
There is a car parked in the street. As I pass it I see an old school friend of mine sitting in the car on his own. I stop by the car and say "hey.....it's been ages since I last saw you!" he smiles and I say "you and the rest of the guys were really good mates to me!" he replies "we all love you loads still...you take care ok!" he waves. I now walk off and turn to wave again and now the rest of them have appeared in the car, I shout "I love you guys!" and now go on my merry way

Old LD from 2-10-07

I just had Five Lucid Dreams!! Or maybe I should say that I had a very long dream in which I became lucid five separate times. Whatever it was, it was great. And CB, you will like this one.


I can't even remember how the dream started. I guess that's the bad thing of five LDs in a row--memory is fuzzy at the beginning.

I think I was flying and that triggered it. I remember flying down some sort of hallway. And I was like "Whoa, I'm dreaming". I remembered to look at my hands. They were almost normal, but two of the fingers were missing at the middle joint. I remembered CBs experience with looking at his hands and was surprised that my mind didn't make them any crazier than this.

I also decided to look at my feet, so I kind of straightened out (remember, I am still flying), and kicked my foot out in front of me and saw that I was wearing pink flip flops. For some reason that seemed completely expected even though I don't own pink flip flops.

CB was still on my mind and I thought to myself that I never did take him flying, and I have never yet been successful at making him appear in a dream, so this became my next goal.

I was in a school, so I figured I would find his class. There was a four story almost circular building. I flew into one of the floors and into a classroom. I asked a teacher how I could find him. I'm not sure how I even asked. I don't think I used his real name. I probably said "CB"--because that is the name I always say in my mind when I see his posts. But since this was my dream, it didn't matter what I called him, as long as my mind could find a way to make him appear that it felt comfortable doing.

The teacher told me that he was on the floor directly under us. I flew down and into that class. I was at the back seeing the back of everyone's heads. I looked for a head that looked like what matched what I had seen from his pictures--light brown hair, slightly longish. I found one. I called. "Hey...CB...."

CB turned around and I knew it was him even though in retrospect he didn't look like his pictures. His friends truned around too. CB smiled; the friends stared. I landed and was about to say something when I woke up.

Except that I don't think I really woke up (although this first time I might have, but was able to drift back into the dream. But whether it was a real or false awakening, I was able to go back to the hallway I had started the dream in. I immediately became lucid again and decided I would try again.

So I flew back to the classroom. The teacher said that CB was out on the field playing Rugby. So I flew out to the field. I only saw people playing basketball. I was about to start to look through that group when I noticed that there was another part of the field. I flew into that part and saw a group of guys in red uniforms playing what looked to be Rugby. I flew over and started going down the team. The last two guys I came to seemed to have a match, but again he was facing away. I was about to say something when I woke up again.

This one might have been a true False Awakening, because I think I was immediately back in the hallway and lucid. I remember being so proud of myself for automatically becoming lucid again.There were all these curtains that I was flying through. They were blue and white in color. I'm not sure what they were actually made of because I don't remember anyting phycical about them when I parted them. So I kept going through curtains. I was telling myself that they was my mind's way of preparing the next scene--that at the right moment I would part the curtain and end up at the Rugby field.

And sure enough I did.

I flew to the team again, but before I could even start the search again, I had a FA again.

I found myself back in that hallway and was lucid again. I flew through the same curtains but the scene wasn't changing, so I figured that I need to try something else. I looked at my hand again. It looked the same--two fingures missing at the middle joint.

I was inside a big indoor school gym. I decided to hang from the lights and then pretend I couldn't fly and just hang on for dear life. That didn't end up being as fun as I thought...so I tried to think of something else to do. But I wasn't sure what to do. I remembered someone saying how lucid dreaming got boring if you had the ability to do it every night.

I thought, "Surely I'm not getting bored. I mean I should be able to do anything I want. Think!"

But at that point I woke up again.

The next dream I started didn't start as lucid. Something about these black men-- Oh, I can't remember. But there was a scene in a swimming pool. One man was tring to convince the other one go give away some secrets or something like that. And at one point they got in the water. I was afraid that the man would give away the secrets I seemed to be on his side. I needed to to distract them before it was too late.

So I started walking on the water. It seemed to work and the men were both watching me. Then I started to run on the water. I think I became lucid again here, and started to fly. I flew up to this big building. I decided I needed to find someone to ask to be my Valentine so I could get the Task of the Month done finally.

But then I awoke and I realized that I had had several lucid dreams and I panicked because at first I couldn't remember anything about them. Then it slowly came back and I jumped out of bed and immediately went to the computer to write them down. So I am hoping that they are accurate.

I'm also going to try to remember the lucid dream I had maybe two weeks ago.

The End of September....

Lucid Dream:

I was dreaming about something that I no longer remember when I suddenly had the feeling that I was dreaming. I thought, "Why don't I just fly?"

I was on the top of a small mountain. I wanted to fly out and across the mountain until I came to the spot that it just dropped off, then I would be soaring way high in the sky. So I did that I enjoyed that neat sensation. I then thought about doing the Task of the Month--Walking on Water.

I looked down. I needed to find some water. Finally I saw a small lake and flew down to it. By the time I got to it it was very small indeed. In fact, small enough I could cross it in a just a few of steps. But I felt that I didn't need that many steps to complete the Task. I first hovered over it horizontally and tenatively placed my palm on the surface of the water. I then pushed down into the water. It went all the way to the bottom (about 8 inches). There was nothing solid about this water. I wondered if I needed a strategy to make this work.

I then decided to have faith. If I believed I could walk on water, then I should be able to walk on water. I got in an upright position and placed my foot on the water. I started to put some weight on it. It immediately sank to the bottom like my hand.

Okay...I needed to have a different approach. I decided that since I could fly that there was absolutely no reason why I couldn't cross a pond without sinking. So I hovered over the pond in an upright position again. This time I placed my foot on the surface of the water without puttting any weight on it. See...that was easy. So I slowly brought out my other foot and also placed it on the surface of the water. I adjusted it so it was perfectly flat on the water.

There.

I was "standing" on the water. This was cool.

I then slowly swung my back leg forward and placed it again in front of me on the water. I noticed that my body was getting lower toward the water, so my legs were bending somewhat. But I looked and saw that my feet were still perfectly flat on the surface. I took a couple more steps forward noticing each time that my body was getting lower and lower and my knees bending more and more until I was "walking like a duck" on the water.

But I felt that since I was able to keep my feet on the surface that I had successfully accomplished the Task.

Then the dream got weird and went on to me wanting to take off my shirt. Why, oh why does my dream self insist on this--I don't know.

And I think I lost lucidity a some point shortly after that.

Resistance and Arrest

I was running from the cops. I don't know what I did. I arrived at a school and ran in. A lot of my friends were there and my friend, Jon, was head of my security detail. The whole place was like a hidden hang out. I stayed and played pool for a while but then Jon yelled out that the cops were here and we had to get out. Everyone went to go fight but since i was priority, I exited through the back. Jon was yelling that they had tear gas. My friends were slowly losing the battle. I ran until I saw a creek. I jumped in, but it was only about knee high. I waded under a bridge and laid back so only my head was visible. I then watched some of the cops pass me by.

Rocks on the Beach (FRAG)

I was at this rock cliff side where there was a beach down below. I was with a girl that wasn't my girlfriend. We climbed our way down and started playing on the beach. I was barefoot and the rocks hurt my feet.

Morning of December 21, 1980. Sunday.



I am back in high school in Arcadia, but some of the students seem younger than would be typical. There is a (unfamiliar; unknown) mean-spirited freckled boy wearing glasses. He insults me and a couple other students by usage of the term “tackletoes” (or possibly written as “tackle toes” or “tackle-toes”). I have never heard the term at all in real life to my knowledge (and the real name for this condition is “hammer toe"). In my dream, this (fictional?) insult is both against people who have a strange condition of where all their toes are bent up in an upside-down “v” shape as I later see illustrated in a dictionary in my dream along with the term’s entry, as well as having a meaning of implying someone that gives up easily or cannot progress in life (in the sense that one has been “tackled” by someone else, it seems).

There is a fictional association (false memory) in a shorter false awakening state, being aware that my brother-in-law had often used this nickname for me. The only nickname I had ever heard him use like this in reality was “twinkle toes”, though rarely. This of course was a typical insult that was far more relevant to the one who used it (as is often the case with insults of any kind), as Fred Flintstone was sometimes known as “Twinkle Toes”, and my brother-in-law actually reminded me of Fred Flintstone at times.