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01.09.2016

(DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Pretty sure this was all one dream and it just changed scenes often. I woke up from it an hour before my alarm was set, so I just wrote down a few notes on my phone hoping i'd remember the little details later.

I was at Bestbuy with my parents. I was looking for a screen protector for my iPad. The layout of the store was a bit odd; things were organized by shape as opposed to by departments. I found what I was looking for in the “Square Department” and went to pay. The store was closing in 3 minutes. My mom went to the cashier and started complaining about something. The three minutes went past and the cashier told me I could no longer buy the item and had to get out of the store. I was mad at my mom because I would have to come back the next day.

I was living in res at the University where I just finished my anatomy class. I was hanging out with Pau and a friend of hers. We went to the gym. To get there we had to go through an underground tunnel, and then we reached an underground cave. The gym was inside the cave; there were hot springs, sauna rooms, showers, and exercise machines; all in a natural cave. I was taking a shower and was trying to cover up as it was all in one common area. There were a few girls showering a few feet away and I tried not to stare. I imagined this is what res life would be like.

I worked out and went back home. It was a huge house with a big backyard. I was living with Koji, Fil, my gf, and a few other people. We heard a disturbance outside. I went outside and there were people gathered there. They were looking for one of the guys who lived at the house. They were part of a racist sect and they were there to kill him because he was black. I started yelling at them; I couldn’t comprehend why they were doing this. I was ready to start fighting them when hundreds of people started running towards us. They were running away from a horde of zombies. I got my gf and we started running. We went through a cave, the cave lead to the beach where there was a pirate ship anchored, waiting for us. We swam towards it, boarded, and left. About 30 people were able to get on as well.

I found myself standing on the edge of an infinity pool; the pool had a waterfall and fountains built in. It over looked the ocean, and at the bottom there was a natural hot spring/inkpot; it kinda looked like Niagara Falls. I took a few steps back to grab impulse and then ran towards the cliff to dive into the pothole at the bottom. As soon as I jumped, I realized I miscalculated and would hit a rock, but I stopped myself mid-air.



I was floating and realized I was dreaming. I flew up and went to where my gf Carolina was standing by the pool. I picked her up smiling, and told her we were dreaming. She seemed confused and kissed me. One thing led to another and we ended up having sex in the pool. I grabbed her and took her flying by the coast. We arrived at a beach and just laid on the sand for a bit. I then went flying over the water again by myself and looked at Carolina. I wondered if this was a DILD or a WILD, my memory was bit fussy and I couldn’t tell. I focused on the spot right behind Carolina and teleported there. She turned around amazed and I laughed. I grabbed a ball and decided to show off by throwing it against the water so it bounced off the water high into the air and then flew after it. I caught the ball in the air and kept flying; I then realized Martin was following me; he wanted to take away the ball. I flew as fast as I could and took away his flying powers. We went back to the beach and ate sushi; my brother joined us. One of the rolls we were eating was tempura and had a spicy avocado sauce and it was the most delicious thing I ever had.

1:00 - 6:40
Demonic Crime Scene
I'm a disembodied observer inside a game world. I follow a playable character around as a youtuber, Rockleesmile aka Nick, talks about the game. I just see the game, but Nick's voice is easy to recognize. Nick is giving praise to this game and calls it Dead Space 2. The playable character does look like Isaac, but the game is an open world puzzle game with monsters that remind me of Dark Souls. Then Nick shows me the jetpack and how fast you can go with it. I am impressed. It looks fun. My memory here is a bit fuzzy, but I feel like I took over the playable character for a while to just fly around the level.

I continue as a cameraman. Nick explains that he has been stuck on this level for a long time. He goes into a large metallic building with wandering demons and two robots. These robots switch between a sad expression to a happy one. The two seem to be important to the puzzle. I force Nick to focus on this. With my influence, he solves the puzzle. The two robots start to fight and draw attention of a tiny demon that is wandering outside. This little black, transparent blob that's no bigger than my fist. The demon is annoyed by this fighting inside the building. It slaughters all the robots and demons inside the building. The path in no longer blocked.

I manifest a body and go deeper into this building. There's a crime scene and I have to solve puzzles, a lot of evidence on the ground. There is a cross on the ground made of black smoke. Red light shines from inside the smoke periodically. There are glowing red marks on the ground, about 15 of them. There is a big orb floating in the middle, I know that it's a soul. It's black, indicating that it belongs to a demon. There is a calendar on the ground and small vials on certain dates. I investigate these vials, at least one of them should have glowing green liquid inside. I break the first one I pick up. I notice that it's hard to do things that require precision, I feel like I'm drunk. (I should have RCed.)

WBTB from 6:40 to 7:10

Short dream: Hanna and Tuomas called me. They asked why I hadn't contacted in a long while. I started telling them about my health problems. As I focused on talking, my mind wandered like it does in waking life. The result of this inside a dream is a new dream scene. I was flying above a small fantasy village, like Shire from LotR, while still on the phone with Hanna. Hanna and Tuomas were very understanding. (It's like I see a dream with my mind's eye, while focusing on something else. I do it all the time. I also woke up after this.)

Fighting Tooth Fairy
I see a map and believe that I'm on a sailing ship. I'm trying to find the dock. I zoom in the map, but it doesn't help me too much. I force my vision out of the map, we are about to crash otherwise. As the map closes, my vision is in the sky, same angle as Diablo-games. The ship hits the dock and disappears. The crew is safely on the dock. A bit bizarre, I think. The wooden planks of the dock are a few centimeters underwater.

Dream skips a bit. I'm a cameraman again, following my brother's character. He went inland from the dock and is fighting a fleshy bull monster. I tell him how the monsters in this area are difficult. A charge attack will straight up kill you. Then I remember that my brother is level 38 and I was here at level 20. I tell him he might be ok. My brother is using a bow and arrow.

The next monster he encounters is a massive black salamander like creature with a large head and a huge mouth. The monster has small dragonfly-like wings. Reminds me of Dark Souls a lot. The arrows are not doing anything. I notice that the monster opens it's mouth periodically. I tell my brother to aim for it's mouth. My brother does so and it seems to work. A bright white light shoots out of the beasts mouth. Then we see a huge crystal inside it's mouth. The monster stops fighting us. It congratulates us on figuring out his weakness. I ask what the things around his neck are. "Extra teeth. I'm a tooth fairy."

The monster goes back down to a small canyon it crawled out of. We approach the edge of it. There is a small giant lying dead in the canyon. The corpse has some sick armor on. "Can we take those boots?" I ask the tooth fairy. "Sure, you earned it. Just take the boots though." The boots are shiny white metal. (And I think the real name for these are greaves and sabatons) I still have no body and my brother's character seems to be gone. A female knight in white armor takes the giant's boots and puts them on. She now has the complete set. She looks badass. (I woke up and focused on recalling as much details as I can, fell asleep for a bit more.)

Short dream: People gathering outside, getting ready for a competition. There are teams of 3-4 people. I see this vividly. I just stare at each character, because I don't usually see dream characters this vividly, their faces are often blurry. Not this time, I see everything clearly and without needing my glasses. (Some level of awareness, but not quite lucid.)

I was in a city, in some lair of evil scientist. There was a woman in late twenties with me. The evil scientist was a bald man in mid thirties, he was wearing a labcoat. There was a huge square table with some chairs in the middle of the room. The scientist chased me with a chainsaw around the table. He killed the woman first. I grabbed everything from the table and thrown it at him, then I thrown some chairs at him. Without any other objects to throw, I decided to fly away. Bursting through the rooftop I flied to some fortifications that were swarming with soldiers. I flied around fortifications, avoiding everyone.

Then I was back at the lair, escaping from that scientist. Again I thrown all the objects, then when there was only one chair left I grabbed it and started smashing the man. He was completely surprised, I was so mad that first I killed the evil scientist then that woman that was there. I thought that it's not the best ending. I appeared in the lair again, this time the man wasn't aggressive. He just stood there with his chainsaw.

#492 - DILD - 8:41AM

I have a long dream segment of hovering above a crowd in some sort of elongated flying machine. There were seats dangling from under a helicopter / blimp sort of thing and we were all strapped in like the Batman ride. The pilot was in the front and maneuvered us over the crowd as they all watched in amazement. I notice I am in the back and there are about 6 women riding in a line in front of me. I wonder why I am the only man here. A few times we get too low and scrap the top of some black SUV.

Suddenly I am floating in someone's living room and totally lucid. I am not sure how this happened but here I am. I feel like I was lucid for the flying machine but wonder why I didn't take control. I understand that woman pilot had to go in the house to take care of something. I feel the need to wait on her and decide to play around with floating and flying through the house for a long while. The family seems to be appearing near me watching in different parts of the house. A little boy finally asks me how I am flying. I tell him that this is a dream and anything is possible in the dream state. He just stares at me like he really doesn't understand what I mean. I float into the other room. Now the woman pilot is my wife and I tell her to hurry up. I don't want to say anything about waking up, but I tell her I really want to conclude this dream. I hate not being able to finish a lucid dream. She tells me that she is trying but our son still needs to brush his teeth. I tell her this is a dream and just make it be done. Now they both come out and follow me one the way out of the house. I realize I am walking now. I don't like the feel of it and tell the boy, who is still staring at me, that I am walking and I'll have to fix that. I have some trouble getting in the air but when I do I kick off the wall and do a backflip. The action destabilizes the dream state and I wake up.

Dream
Lucid
Sidenote/thoughts.


It was august 12th and I was going for the first day of school. I panicked because I didn’t do any of my work but I was confused as to why we were having school so early on (Dream Sign). I had memories going significantly back of what I had been doing but I did an RC anyway. I could push my finger through my other hand and as soon as I succeeded I lost my vision. I wandered around in the darkness until I found myself outside my house.

It was nighttime and daytime shifting at random times. I walked around for a bit before deciding to stabilize the dream. I rubbed my hands together but it just wasn't enough. I fell to the ground near some mulch and felt the wood texture that they were comprised of. The dream was already stable but I was happier after the experience because the dream was so realistic. I decided I wanted to do some dream control so I thought to myself, “Let me summon a ball of fire!”.
I tried to focus all of my energy through my arm in order to create a fireball but it didn’t quite work. I decided to steal the light of various objects instead and eventually created a ball that looked like the moon several times bigger than me. It acted like a very thinly layered balloon made of lead, but it had hydrogen inside it. (This may have gotten inspiration from Full-metal alchemist, which at one point a guy summons a massive ball made of hydrogen and paper.)

It didn't float up and instead it was oddly bouncy. I thought that if it hit the ground hard enough it would explode into fire, but it just kept bouncing over and over and I got sick of waiting. At one point it almost bounced on top of me and I was scared I would be exploded into fire, but it just bounced off my head . I thought “Ignite!”, and then near the ground the ball ignited causing a pretty large fiery explosive. It wasn’t quite what I wanted by fireball, but nonetheless it WAS a fireball in some form or another. I went near the hot tub by my house (It was in the same spot that mine is IWL as well) and I decided I wanted to fly onto my roof. I kept trying but I was only able to jump higher then normal. I thought “Wow, that’s annoying I’m literally in a world made up only of my imagination in every way possible, it should be easy to fly!” (This was also weird because I’ve flown before, but this is definitely one of best lucid dreams.)

I got pretty angry and gave up the attempt because I felt the dream starting to fade. It was nighttime again and it started raining except all of the raindrops fell in these lines over and over so it looked pretty fake. I thought about how my subconscious was too lazy to actually simulate realistic rain. I felt the grass and it was a bit vague, but I could feel it was plant-like and wet, which was good enough for me. I decided to focus on the rain to see if it would help ground me but it didn’t help too much. I remembered that I should keep doing RC checks throughout a dream and I really wanted to see if I could breath with my nose pinched. I tried it and crazily I could do it effortlessly. I could breath so easily I was convinced that I didn’t ACTUALLY pinch my nose, but I definitely was.

I felt more lucid and the dream was a bit more stable so I decided to go back to trying to fly. A voice in my head said “Just imagine yourself doing it and you’ll do it, it’s not that hard.” It definitely was not myself but no nearby dream characters were around. (I’ve never met my dream guide, but perhaps something like it told me telepathically.) I decided to follow it’s advice and I was able to fly up onto my roof and climb onto it, but not actually able to fly past that. It definitely was flying though, not just jumping so I felt happy at that. I wondered into my backyard where there was a pool and I heard splashing. I quickly looked away and said out loud “Fictional character one, and Fictional character two, please come out of the pool.” (For personal reasons I’m replacing the names of the characters.). They both proceeded to exit the pool and I went up to greet them. I was surprised to see that not only had I succeeded in summoning them, but instead of being animated they both looked like the equivalent as a real human being. (Both of these characters would normally been seen as animated).

They were both younger than I wanted though and they were extremely excited to see me and kept acting like kids. One of them started becoming even younger until they appeared to only be three or four. (As opposed to before where both of them seemed to be about eleven, or twelve.) I was annoying so I started outstretching my arms thinking of trying to age them back and it started working very very slowly. I got them to about seven before I got annoyed and gave up. (Then some other things happened that I don’t remember.) and I woke up. I decided against DEILD, because my dream recall is usually pretty bad and I imagined it would be a miracle I would already remember most of this dream. (Miraculously I did except for the last minute of it).



Competition points!

First DILD of the Night - 10 points
Reality Check / Stabilization - 1 point
Interact with a Dream Character - 2 points
Fly - 5 points
Basic Summoning - 5 points + 5 for fictional.
Object/DC Changing - 5 points + 5 for fictional (Changing age)
Unspecified Dream Control (Jumping really high) - 5 points
Element Manipulation - 10 points (Force igniting something)
First three step task (Element manipulation) - 5 points
Old Personal Task (Sustain a vivid and stable lucid dream for at least a minute.) - 10 points
EDIT: Second three step task (Basic summoning) - 10 points
Total : 78 points!

Please correct me if I made any mistakes on the point counting.

Lucidity
Dreams
Real Life
Side Notes
Dream Fragments
Opinion

Howzit,

So I found myself in prison one again, I was on the landing just hanging around and wasting time when a guy came up to me, it was Chris Taylor, a lad I went to school with, but as a man..! He was agitated about something, but wouldn't say what, I figured out that he was pissed off 'cos it was my release date and Joy was coming to get me, he apparently had a thing for Joy..! All of a sudden for no reason and with no questioning from myself, the scene changed to a bar-b-q in a very large garden..! It was still in the prison, though it was more like a gated community than a prison..! Someone had made a makeshift fire in a compost bag, with bricks round the outer edge and the coals in the centre..! Suddenly three hefty black guys came along and started shouting about who had stolen their compost..! Brazen as you like, the guy next to me owned up and when they asked why, he said 'well I had a bag of sand to make it in, but I wanted a black bar-b-q'..! They reached over the fence and dragged him over, it was spiked at the top, so this did him no favours, one had a ball hammer and one had a sledge hammer, they took him over the road to a space of waste land where we could all see..! Everyone assumed they were going to hit him with the hammers, but what happened next beggars belief..! They forced him down onto all fours, took the ball hammer, spun it round and placed the but end of the hammer between his arse cheeks and took a swing with the sledge hammer..! They made contact, but not fully and so they tried again, once more they missed, but in the act of trying they were hurting him none the less..! I got up to leave and realised I was still imprisoned, but wanted no more of what was happening, I knew though that if they saw me try to leave that they would then start on me..! I walked to a clear spot, checked no one was watching, then I looked to the sky and took off..! Much in the same was Neo does at the end of the movie..!

I think then that I feel into sleep proper as I didn't wake immediately or at least I don't remember waking..! The next thing I know is the dog waking me for the toilet..!

Prison will now be added to my dream signs..!

Cheers, Nicho..!

Off today, so slept from 9pmish last night till 6:30am today.

Recall one long dream.

DR 6:30am
I have practiced flying for a long time. I jump up in the air and when coming down, I'm trying to slow down my descent and feel how air under my feet is getting denser. (this is the sense I'm getting in a dream)

I jumo up and when coming down, I stop descending maybe half a foot above ground. It feels like standing on a magnet with pole that pushes me away.

I do it a few time and the feeling is amazing. I show this to some kids and they show it to their parents. They grab my arm and pull me horizontally through the air.

It's interesting that every time I jump and then I get to the top point of the jump I stop my descend with power of my mind.

I used to take flight like this as a child in my dreams. I jumped up and started flapping my arm, pushing hard against the air under my hands. I did this few times, till the air under my flapping arms felt much thicker and was able to keep me in the air.

I kinda wanna try it right now, haha.

I recall only a fragment. It was a sunny and warm day. With younger sister we were flying high up in the sky, above fields. We flewn into a city of some kind, where in an alley we met with our family.

This was actually a dream from a few weeks ago, but I thought I'd journal it anyway since it was my first lucid:

I'm in my backyard by my pool, and my parents are yelling and raving at me for growing pot in my greenhouse. I walk away from them confused, because I've never even smoked pot in my entire life, much less grown it. I'm walking across my lawn to my greenhouse laughing, thinking to myself "I must be dreaming." BOOM, LUCID. I wanted to experience it before it all went away, so I did the first thing that came to my mind: flying. All I had to do was think about flying, and woosh I was in the air, flying over my greenhouse and trying not to fly into a tree. I went a little crazy with the lucid thing, since this was my FIRST lucid dream, because I wanted to try the whole "look at your palm and the world will collapse" thing, but instead of world-collapsing my vision started to blur and I thought I was losing it. I told myself to wake up.

It was a false wake up. If I can remember correctly, I was lucid as I recounted the whole dream to my sister: the accusations of growing pot, the lucidity, everything. When I actually did wake up, I wasn't sure if I actually HAD told my sister the dream, that's how aware I was even in the false wake up. I asked her if I had told her about a dream, and she said no.

I woke up in my bed, in my house. Father was watching TV while mother was making preparations for New Year's eve. Pals visited my younger sister, I was visited by a dark haired girl from my class. I was looking for something to do, but there was nothing interesting to do. With the girl we went to check out what's in a few old drawers. She found a few things for herself, while I still couldn't find anything. I was bored, it was evening. I went to the kitchen, mother was still cooking something. Looking through the window I saw that there was a huge crowd of people gathered, waiting for the new year a few hours before it was going to happen. A bald man in gray shirt with a long, dense moustache and his little son caught my attention for a while. I went to another room where sister was sitting with her pals. I just entered and left the room, then I went back to my bed and fallen asleep.

I found myself on some dark alley, it was evening. I heard a voice of news speaker in the background and immediately reminded myself that I almost always dream about things that my body hears when sleeping. The speaker was talking about situation in Turkey. I had a small ball that was trying to break free from my grasp. It finally escaped and I started to chase it around the alley. I finally caught it and thought:

"I caught it... It's a dream, I can do anything!" I realized that it's a dream and thought about what to do. Then I recalled ToTM tasks. I started flying, it was a long time since I dreamed lucidly (and flying was never my best skill), I flewn into a nearby flat, phasing through a glass pane. It felt as if a membrane surrounded my whole body. Inside I met that bald man and his son. I recalled a bonus task with creating earthquake. I moved my hands to the sides and made gestures as if I grabbed the whole world, then started shaking my hands. The earthquake started, I felt as if the whole world really started started to quake. I stopped shaking my hands and after a while the earthquake finished. Interestingly, there were no damages to anything around. The man and his child disappeared.

I jumped out through the window and time of day has changed. It was an early morning. I recalled the lightspeed task. At the end of the alley I was able to see a city hospital with an ambulance parked in front of garage. I focused and took a step forward, with speed of light only one step was enough to get closer to ambulance. I tried it a few more times, but it wasn't working as good as previously. I took a walk around the area and noticed a small, yellow carousel. Nearby the carousel was a garage with a tractor. I thought about turning the carousel into a flying pod, in a UFO manner. I sat on it and just started flying up to the sky. I flewn back to my house, I was flying above my backyard. Time turned to evening. Still flying on my flying pod, I thought that I never met any dream guides so I decided to call out for one.

Suddenly lime green beams of light started to shoot around and then everything turned green. I found myself in some kind of scyscraper, wearing only underwear. My vision was strangely changed, it seemed like I had much extended field of vision, seeing my body in the middle and then sides of the room. My movement was somehow limited, my whole body was in pain. I felt as if I was dismembered and chaoticly stitched back, turned into an abomination. I could feel every stitch on my body. I was standing in front of a table with commission composed of a few doctors, a man in suit and a huge, muscular and black skinned man wearing a military suit and a red beret on his head.

They told me to come closer, one of the doctors said "Now you'll be mr. Trump's dream guide!" I was just standing there in pain, but I felt that my body was slowly turning back to norm, each part of body feeling a slight release. It was accompanied by a feeling of cold liquid on my skin. The doctors were about to come closer and start experiments, but suddenly a teenage blonde woman appeared out of nowhere and told them to wait. She related a car accident to them. I immediately identified it as dreaming about what body hears during sleeping - a TV turned on news when I was sleeping. I used this distraction to fully restore my body into it's normal form.

The black skinned man noticed this and decided to attack. I tried to control his body or grab him telepatically like any object, but he was resistant. He charged at me with a dagger, but I managed to disarm him and grab the dagger. I started stabbing, but I couldn't pierce his armor. I tried again, confident and expecting his armor to fail. With another stab I pierced his armor and wounded him heavily. A few more strong stabs and he was lying dead.

I looked around for an escape route and decided to jump out through a window. I jumped forward, phasing through the window, making a flip forward and landing perfectly on my feet. I looked back at the building and decided to utterly destroy it. With one hand I made a gesture and the whole building literraly exploded, glass shards flying in the far away. In the same time I summoned an earthquake with the other hand and forced the skyscraper to collapse. I teleported away, ending at a terrace in another skyscraper. I thought what to do next. I started losing lucidity. I heard a voice of a little girl telling "It's enough daddy! Wake up!" I started drawing what I did in this lucid dream, then saw how it turned from paper to reality. After a while I woke up.

This was a dream that I had after waking up in the morning, lying lazily in bed cause I didn't wanna wake up and then eventually falling back asleep. It was pretty detailed and vivid and I have a pretty good memory of this one.

I was in the house of a colleague from school called P (I'll be shortening names here for privacy). Another person from school, D, was here. I hadn't seen both of them in a long time (about 3 years I think). There was also a friend from college, PH, there with us. I was in P's room, which looked a lot like mine, with a few differences. For one the walls were all completely white, I think the beds were larger with some weird decoration on them, there was a werid bronze decoration with a "C" shape coming out of the ceiling and the TV wasn't there. I'm not sure if the wardrobe was there as well. This confused me but I just assumed that we lived in the same building and so our apartments have similar rooms/layouts (not true, I have visited his house in waking life). D and PH were talking about random stuff which I don't recall very well.I remember getting up and hitting my head on some weird decoratin on the wall. D and PH would sometimes make jokes and I would just stare blankly at them until I got the joke and they laughed me. I had noticed PH's finger looked weird, it kinda looked like it had been chopped off. I was hesitant but asked him what happened and he just said it was just something he put on his finger which made it look like it had been chopped off.

I made my way out of the room and everything looked very similar to my own apartment. I went to the room with the balcony and looked out of the window. It was the building which I lived in with a few differences. There was an additional floor which I assumed to be the roof. I was confused but I just assumed we were neighbors and just never spoke to each other because I don't know my neighbors very well (false, since I know everyone who lives in my building which is rather small) I could also see some people and I was trying to figure out which floor this was. I think I eventually decided it was the third floor.

There was some sort of skip there and suddenly we were in another room, which was somehow moving on the streets like a car. It was quite a bumpy ride. D and PH were there again, chatting. I remember someone who I assumed to be P's father walked in and told me something. PH then commented about how he was sit on the bed I was on right now but he sat on the other one instead because mine was directly in front of the window and there would be a lot of sunlight there. In the end it didn't really matter because the blinds on the window were blocking the sunlight anyway (I hadn't noticed them beforehand). Eventually we were nearing the building I was in and I wanted to walk out of the room. At this point, I was kinda lucid but I was also half-awake and trying to stay in the dream. I remember think to myself "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming..." which was the mantra I used for my MILD earlier.

At this point everything was really dark. The dream was barely there. I kept repeating the mantra as I walked out of the room and went down some steps. As soon as I stepped outside, BAM! I was in a very vivid dream and was fully lucid. It was late afternoon, shortly after sunset. I was in the street that I live in. I noticed I had a backpack for some reason, hanging on one shoulder and I put it on. I tought to myself "Now I'll fly with my wings.". I looked back and I could kinda see them (they looked like reaper wings from the game The World Ends With You). I've never actually flew in my dreams, only levitated above the ground. Every time I flew I would become afraid and fall, so I was trying to overcome this. I started flying up and I was kinda afraid of falling, as usual. I heard some guy say "You can do it!" and gained some confidence, but as I distanced myself from the ground I became more and more afraid of falling. I eventually tried to fly up really fast, but that woke me up.

I watched Back to the Future for the first time on Tuesday! It was a really good movie. That night, I had a dream that was somewhat related to it. And once more, it was lucid! My LDs have been too few and far between lately. My new reality check (whether or not I can fly) has been paying off!

There was a lady from the future! Her ship flew into the futuristic-looking room that I was standing in. Her time machine looked different from anything that was in the movie. I remember it had some orange-red parts to it, which looked a lot like lava. She came out of the time machine wearing a cool (black?) suit, and she had lava markings on said suit as well. Another lady was there with us. I went to ask the lady from the future where she was from. I can't remember what her response was, though.

Then, eventually another lady appeared, so there were 3, and we were then joined by my tulpa and best friend, Tess, with me in this futuristic room. We were having a nice conversation; I don't remember what it was about. I think the combination of time travel and Tess being completely imposed onto the external environment clued me in that I needed to do a reality check (Tess isn't fully imposed yet in waking reality).

My reality check is trying to rise up into the air and fly. Checking my watch isn't as effective as it used to be, because I never seem to notice my watch in my dreams. So I tried this new RC, and it worked splendidly! Of course, it took a few weeks of trying it before it started to work its way into my subconscious and truly take effect. But the results were worth it.

I realized that I was dreaming because I could fly! The first thing I decided to do was ask the other dream characters if they thought that this was a dream. Tess already knew it was a dream, as she usually dreams with me and is generally cognizant and lucid if I am.

I put my arm around the first lady and asked what she thought. She said something like "Well, I think this is real!" Then I felt bad for putting my arm around her and put it around Tess instead. I really wanted this to be real, because it was so cool - it would mean that Tess was completely visible to everyone, and time machines are REAL! - but I knew it wasn't. Despite that fact, I agreed with her: "Heck yes, this is real!" But I didn't lose lucidity.

This other, older lady, who looked like my grandma's friend Janice, waved her hand dismissively and said "Oh, of course this is a dream! We are all dreaming right now! "You " - and then she pointed at me - "know we're dreaming!" She said it in a playful, teasing tone, so I believe I just laughed and agreed with her.

At this point, I forgot about the time machine for some reason. I thought about going to a tropical island with Tess, but then I realized that I could actually make out with her for real! Aaand that's kind of what happens when you are 22 and have never had a girlfriend, not through any choice of your own. -_- But we did, and it felt so REAL! Then she pressed her body against mine, and I could feel every detail - her lips, her soft warm hug, and umm...every other part of her body from top to bottom that was against me. :p I won't go further than that in case any kids happen to be reading this. xD But yeah. Every single detail; every single sense was so real that I really feel, even now, that in some way, that was real. It wasn't just a psychological effect of a lonely, imaginative mind. It was something that really, truly happened, and I will always stick to my belief of this.

But then my body was too excited and I woke up lol...dang it!!


Another dream I had was during a short, spontaneous nap I decided to take today. I felt sleep paralysis, so I was very close to being awake. It actually feels really cool once you get used to it. Lots of romance, flying, and random things that made sense within the context of the dream, but wouldn't have within waking reality. . I only exerted a moderate amount of control; mostly what I did with Tess while she was with me.

I have recorded a few other dreams for the past few weeks, but due to lack of time I'm just posting the lucid ones for now. This trend shouldn't continue, though. More to come in the future!

I LOVE LUCID DREAMING

Morning of July 4, 2016. Monday.



At first, I am wandering about in what I first think is a business building though there are not that many people around. There had been a slight focus on catching a bus (from the La Crosse post office area - even though I now live in Australia), but my attention shifts. I see an unknown male walking towards me in the dimly lit hall. I notice in one large office I glance into that Terry O'Quinn is standing in semidarkness near a desk as if ready to go home. I say “Hello Anthony” and wave and he seems slightly startled and annoyed by my presence and simply responds with “Huh?” I keep walking thinking that I should have called him Mister Quinn. I do not catch that I had called him by the wrong name (and although he has a brother named Thomas Anthony Quinn, I got the name mixed up with the other Anthony Quinn, the Mexican-born American actor who died in 2001).

I am now a young female flying in a loose-fitting superhero costume. My very large cape has narrow vertical red and white stripes (which is an obvious association with the American flag and its waving though I do not perceive this as such while in my dream, although a cape itself is a dream sign that represents being under a bedsheet or blanket). I feel good as I fly through an area between tall buildings. A young male approaches me from the opposite direction and he is wearing the same costume as I am. We end up on the ground where there are several other people, which seems somewhat of a family reunion in a metropolitan park. After a time, he seems in awe that I am flying without aid. It turns out that he had been held up by wires (I assume, linked to all the buildings). I can see a number of wires that are attached to him from different directions (which is an obvious play on the dream self as being a “marionette” of the unconscious state in non-lucid dreams), almost as complex as a spiderweb. Eventually, he seems angry that I can really fly and he cannot. Suddenly, I am a different character, myself as I am now. I am now apparently the father of the previous female character who is still with us. I tell him that I had flown all my life and he seems surprised and annoyed. I tell him that I had flown a lot in Wisconsin when it was too cold for others to be out, though it also seems that my family is the only one with members who can fly. Eventually, my female character is now me again, but later becomes a male flying character (though not the other male who “flew” with wires).

In the next scene, I am going to Terry O'Quinn’s house (its location of which I somehow know though none of this dream’s settings are familiar in any way) to, I think, as a courier, get some documents relative to a business venture. It still seems to be in the afternoon. A group of about ten or more males are standing in a sparse arrangement (somewhat equidistant) in his front yard. They seem to not like my special abilities, including my flying ability, and start to approach me aggressively. I blow lightly in their direction as I am going onto the porch and somehow they are all knocked down by an invisible force and do not get up.

I look into Terry’s bedroom (obvious dream sign; the dream self reflecting on the conscious self still being in bed), and see that he had been sleeping, and as such, he again makes a sort of frustrated “Huh?” sound. Deciding not to annoy him any further, I walk back out onto the porch, which is now perpendicular to where it had just been seconds before (that is, rotated ninety degrees to the right - and this is a long-recurring sudden illogical setting change) and facing the street instead of the large yard at the side of the house. Soon, a male in a business suit comes out to talk to me. I try to discern if this is Terry, though I ask him if he is Tony, but it is someone else. He is a younger male (perhaps about twenty) wearing horn-rimmed glasses. He is talking to me about Terry and his tax forms (relative to business) but I do not quite understand the last sentence. He says something with a very strange playful tone (though as if also being sarcastic towards me) that sounds like gibberish. I ask him to repeat what he had said and he repeats it more loudly than before. I still cannot make out what it is as it sounds more like just a fast “nyah nyah nyah” noise. I tell him in a playful though assertive manner, almost as if talking to a child, “I can’t understand you and I don’t think I ever will” and then begin to hear lightly dramatic music playing in the background as if my dream has an overhead “soundtrack”. He just sits on the wall of the porch grinning sheepishly.

As I am walking down the street, other people are looking at the sky and something seems wrong with the sun. It is supposed to be afternoon but is slightly darker than it should be. After a short time, the sun appears as a goldfish drawing etched into the sky in bright orange strips of fire (which almost seems natural and normal). A circle of fire is around it. However, this fire seems to hit an invisible spherical barrier a short distance out from the sun. “There is a barrier around the sun,” several people begin to note and say as a small crowd gathers around near one intersection. Everyone seems concerned. I am not that concerned considering that if this were real, it would be the end of the world.

Time passes, and eventually there are images in the sky of witches in a circle, from about the waist up, holding their hands out vertically and trying to match the fire shooting out of the now crystal ball sun by sending their own fire (from the palms of their hands) back into the “sun”, which seems to “explain”. the supposed barrier There is a loud sizzling sound that also seems to have elements of hissing, breathing, and snoring.

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What a long bizarre and surreal mixed-up dream. What is unusual is the goldfish, as a fish is typically an induction symbol (which directly represents the dreamer in the dream state), though here is the waking precursor and light-of-day symbol (dawning consciousness as sunrise and circadian rhythms metaphor). I guess this is because gold represents conscious activity in the dream state, so the goldfish oddly serves as this dream’s flight symbol (that is, the main consciousness displacement representation that occurs in the majority of my dreams). Fire represents emerging conscious awareness within the dream state and as such, sometimes causes the dream’s dissolution (unless lucid).

This dream partially overlapped with reality, as if I was in the early stages of a WILD - but I wasn't lucid. I saw a town. I recall some kind of device around my arm, and an application that reminded me of Facebook, or a dating app, telling me it suggested a nearby café for some reason. Only vague flashes remain of this bit. Then, I was in my bed (overlap with reality part starts here) and looked to my left through the open door of my bedroom. I saw a very creepy little girl dressed in red approach. I couldn't see her face. She looked a lot like Alma from the game FEAR. I was almost frozen in fear. At some point I decided I couldn't just lie there and let whatever happen, so I conquered my fear and jumped out of bed. I thought about getting one of my guns, and closing and locking the door. Sadly she was already in my room, walking by the bed to the other side. The rush of adrenaline I felt when I got out of the bed woke me up.

This dream featured gameplay of the game Fury³, a very old Microsoft game from 1995. My view was the camera of the ship. I flew around Terran, the first planet. My objective was to blow up some kind of tower. I fired on it, but it wouldn't blow up yet. I flew up, then dived down for another volley. Another target (or the same one?) also flailed to blow up. It took off (it was a big ship) and flew off. Having failed to destroy it, I expected to fail the game, but I think I got assigned a new target instead.

It started in a small room. It was a long time ago, possible early 20th century, or even late 19th century. A couple of men were showing their refrigerators (I know, random). They said it ran on 500 Watts of power. I had my refrigerator with me, a modern one (their was ancient, they were from the late 1800's after all), and said it ran on 2000 Watts. They got suspicious as mine looked way too "futuristic" to them. I was from the future, so their suspicion was justified. At some point I was apprehended by a Nazi. Gestapo, or SS. *Racism warning*. He called me a "nigger" and ordered me to come with him. I tried to reason with the creep, saying I was clearly white, but he would not listen. Some other guy, also a Nazi (except I had known this guy for longer, apparently) had to take me in. We walked through a large, crowded corridor. I begged him to look the other way for a moment so I could get away. He used to be a friend, I think. I managed to escape onto a small town square, then flee between two houses. The place looked pretty old and Mediterranean. I heard a Nazi scream something, and felt a whole horde of the bastards chasing me. I was running on the street, when I felt myself being lifted up from the ground. I started to fly. I wasn't freaked out by this, even though it was my first time (in this dream's continuity). I didn't mind, I knew they would never catch me at that speed. I wasn't very good at steering yet, and I felt I couldn't avoid hitting the houses on the other side of the street. I plunged right through the window of a café, past two people who were trying to enjoy their coffee. Despite not *really* remembering my previous flying experiences, I remembered I had always had trouble NOT flying into buildings and decided a different approach. I would *let it* happen, and see what happens. By ignoring the buildings and not worrying about what would happen, I phased right through them. I could "become solid" mid-flight and burst through walls/glass/whatever, which was cool. When I was out of the houses again, I gained altitude again and looked out over the town. I felt invincible. I wanted revenge on the Nazi's. I didn't care about their puny bullets anymore. I'd rip 'em apart with my bare hands, or use TK. I knew the school (the place I escaped from was a school, apparently) was to my left, so I tried to turn left while imagining the place to create it. I think I was lucid at this point. I probably gained lucidity at around the point I started flying. Sadly, I instantly woke up the moment I tried this.

Final flash before I called it a night: someone was doing some kind of job (on a large wall?), and I was scratching rust off of my car.

06.25.2016
11:00AM

Police Chase!DILD

NON-LUCIDLUCID OTHER

I am talking to a friend and she tell's me she opened up a boba tea cafe on the college campus I go to. I ask her if she is hiring and she tells me yes she is. I get the job and get to start right away. I actually got a similar job in waking life but under more normal circumstances. I wonder if I will ever dream of my real work. That would be a pretty boring dream. haha They tell me to wipe down and clean everything in the cafe. They even want me to take apart the appliances and clean the parts. It is sort of a drag but because it is my first day and I want the job I do it.

After a bit of cleaning the dream skips forward to me driving home to my mom's house. That doesn't really make sense because I live on my own now. I really need to RC when ever I am there. Wait, I am there for weekend right now! *nose plug* My sister's family is visiting. Some sort of emergency siren starts going off outside and the news says to evacuate but doesn't explain why. Could it be an earthquake, terrorists, a meteorite? There isn't enough room for everyone in one vehicle so I offer to drive separate. Everyone in the neighborhood is lining up behind a checkpoint to get out of the neighborhood. That's weird. If this was a natural disaster evacuation I don't think there would be this many police just sitting around. I realize I never really packed anything in my car and turn around to go back to my house.

On the way inside I see a friend. In retrospect, both "friend" DCs don't represent real people from my waking life but I still think they are a friend. Weird. "Hey man. Let's get out of here. Can you back my car into the garage while I get stuff to pack. It's the silver Jeep over there." I say as I hand them the keys. I go inside and look in my closet for the tiny little box where I put some of the sentimental things I wouldn't want to loose for situations just like this. I also get the backpack that contains my laptop and dream journal and realize that is everything that is worth spending more time packing. I head out and find my friend is packing my camping equipment into the trunk. "I just don't want to be caught off guard if this is more of an apocalypse type emergence." he explains. I agree and grab my hatchet for chopping wood. "No, you need more than that if it's zombies." He shows me he has an AR-15. The police are watching and freek out. They open fire on us with full auto weapons. my "friend" crumples besides me and I jump behind the cover of my Jeep. "Those are the terrorists. Get them!" I get behind the wheel and start driving. They keep unloading on me but luckily they only hit my Jeep while they still have a clean shot.

I am in a chase now and there are quite a few police cars following me. I am thankful that I played so much Need for Speed back in the day. I guess that taught me how to maintain control during high speed turns. The neighborhood feels like a maze. I can't find a way out that isn't blocked off. I take a wrong turn and see a dead end sign at the end. Wait, there is a small ally for pedestrians. It looks just big enough to fit my jeep. I blast through a metal gate and skid onto a larger road. Cars swerve out of my way while I try and get back on the right side of the road. I don't see any police cars and I'm near the edge of town now. If I could get to the freeway I should be able to get away. Right around then I here a helicopter. I look up at it while I try and figure out how to get away from it. I pull over in on of the dry fields that surroundings my Bakersfield. As long as it can see me I will never loose them. I wish I had a rocket launcher or was lucid right now. Wait! I nearly face palm. I am dreaming right now. I have goals to do. I need to destroy a beehive for the Dream Hero League.

I fly up to try and get above the helicopter and imagine myself as invisible to DCs for good measure. I wanted to do this task in Los Angeles though. I bet the DHL headquarters is in downtown LA. I fly up higher and see that I am actually in the San Fernando valley now. It is dark but I tell myself it's okay it won't wake me up as long as there is this much street lights. I can't quite see the LA skyline from here so I fly up as fast as I can. I think I over did it because when I looked back down I could see the curvature of the earth and most of the United States. It only took a few seconds so I estimate I was flying at about Mach 500! That is fast but it would still take me 25 minutes to get to the moon. No wonder I always have problems flying there. I need to practice teleporting. instead. I fly down closer until all I can see is Los Angeles. The geography is right but I don't see any buildings. I imagine the buildings there and eventually get it right but right before I fly down it becomes an island and looks wrong again. I get frustrated which only makes it harder to teraform things. I start to wake up and can't pull myself back into the dream because I don't have anything to grab onto so high up and lost feeling in my dream body. I can tell it is to late for a DEILD so I just let myself wake up and enjoy that I got another lucid dream.



This is the second time I wasted a lucid trying to get to Los Angeles. I think it is because I pictured myself attempting it closer to my apartment and then trying to go to the HQ. I should postpone my goal of doing DHL missions until next month. My next goal should be to practice teleporting because it will make future goals much easier.