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Another older dream:

8-9-10


Lucid Dream:



I was walking down the road from my house and saw a house for sale. I didn't remember seeing this house before. It was very large and old and interesting. It had a very big lot. I decided to go look at the house. I wondered if it was something that I could buy. It was big, but also old, so maybe affordable for me.



I remember looking inside. The owner was suddenly with me and showing me the rooms. It was almost castle-like inside. At one point she showed me a suit of armor and told me tht the man who wore this haunted this house. I thought that was really cool, and it made me want to buy the hosue even more.



At one point I was outside. The house was suddenly on this big sandstome hill. I walked around the house. At one point it was very narrow, and the house was on what looked like the edge of the Grand Canyon. I tried to scoot around that part of the house. But I had to hang on to this sandstone rock and kind of hung over the huge drop off.



I think it was this that made me lucid.



I knew I was dreaming, but the drop still scared me. I knew that I should be able to let go and I could fly. But it felt so real. And I felt so heavy. I was afraid I would start to fall if I let go.



Later when I was back to the level wide ground I walked over to the edge again. I felt cautious. But I stepped back again and took a slow run toward the edge again. This time I made sure I started to fly before I got to the edge. By doing it this was I wasn't afraid. I started to soar over the huge canyon. I remember enjoying the feeling of flight.



But that's all I really remember.

Another older dream.

7-11-10

Lucid Dream:

I'm not sure what triggered lucidity, but when I became lucid I was a the dinner table with several people including my sister. I remembered recently reading a post here on Dreamviews about whether you can taste things in dreams. Even though I have eaten in dreams before and tasted food I wanted to put this to the test again and really try to notice.

I picked up a block of cheddar cheese and popped it into my mouth. I remember thinking that I could distinctly taste the cheddar flavor, but it was not as strong as in real life, like it was somehow "muted".

I then decided I wanted to eat cookies. There weren't any on the table so I went to a cupboard and opened it up. Sure enough, there was a plate of cookies. I started stuffing them into my mouth. I was a little disappointed to find that they were store bought, like a chewy Chips Ahoy kind of cookie. I tried to transform them into homemade, and they changed slightly, looking a little more irregular. But they still tasted like store-bought.

I then tried to find a plate of brownies, but I didn't have any luck with that, so I went outside. I thought about the fact that I don't have to "try" to fly. I just think about it and an instant later I am in the sky. I paid close attention to that now. As soon as I walked out the door, I was pulled up into the sky fairly quickly. I slowed to a stop at about three stories up, which is in the range I usually fly at (1-4 stories). I don't often fly too high. I have to really work at it to get higher than that "normal" range of mine.

im in my house talking with a friend of mine and I was telling her about the dream I had in my last cycle and how even though a dream character had told me I was dreaming and there were all these signs telling me it was a dream i still failed to notice I was dreaming. at that point I remembered to do a check and the person I was talking to lived in Pittsburgh so I knew I was dreaming. I went out my front door to check further and it was grey and wet outside. I took notice to how real everything looked and how it was basically the same as it would be in waking reality but then I noticed these purple flowers on the hill that I only get in the spring. the DC was following me around I feel to make sure I was noticing I was dreaming and I told her I was good now since I was lucid and I told her to leave me and thanked her. I then remembered my intention to meet with this Ent I met in a dream the night before so I called out loud and I could hear my voice travel far distances through the trees on my road. I then heard a lord of the rings type horn that I knew was coming from the Ent. I ran down the road towards where I thought I heard it. I go down the road and called again and I heard it closer and looked where I thought it was. I see a tree move among the others and run to it. it was the Ent and I told him to take me to where we were going before and he spreads wings and flies away. I figured he wanted me to follow him but I wasn't feeling confidence with my flying skills ATM. I climb this rock face behind a house to see where he was and once I get to the top I see him perched on a floating platform. he looks like an ancient bird now and he reaches out his tail which was purple and bluish. I grab hold and he lifts me up and we begin to fly. once we gain some altitude I see a giant drum set with a lot more symbols then the one I have and I was thinking how I would like to play it sometime. as we fly the bird does all kinds of acrobatic maneuvers. I was thinking how I would eventually be able to do all these flying techniques once I learned more. my hearts starts racing partially from some fear and the thrill and I wake with the feeling of still holding onto the bird.

I'm flying over a river, and although I don't remember what I was flying on, in effect it's essentially a flying carpet - a small, flat surface carrying several people. Someone else is 'driving' it, I'm just along for the ride. We're taken over a waterfall, with several clouds beneath us, and among the clouds I see a huge gate hanging in the air, supported by pillars on either end. It turns out to be the first in a series of three gates, the entrance to a country - the first is very modern, with images like a billboard; the second somewhat less modern; and the third is very old and very beautiful, more like a decorative lattice made of stone and covered in moss, as tall as maybe a three-story building. I turn back to look at it as we pass overhead. On the other side, we land. I find that I'm excited, much more so than I'd expected to be, about traveling somewhere new. Less jaded than I thought apparently.

I'm surprised - although we've just entered a new country, there don't seem to be any customs to pass through, no guards. We've landed outside of a building, and I understand there are some procedures to be gone through inside; but there isn't anyone around out here, no one to stop us from just wandering off into the country. I intend to go inside, I just took note of it as something odd. There's what seems to be a giant bell planted in the ground, although it's so covered with moss it's hard to tell what's underneath. As I and the other people from the 'carpet' walk around outside, I notice several stone statues. There's a plaque underneath one of them that I read - this is part of the entrance procedure. We're meant to pay our respects by bowing before each of these statues. I do so, pointing this out to one of the other people from the 'carpet' to give them a heads up. The first three statues I come to are divine figures and legendary heroes, I bow before each of them; but then the fourth statue I find is an odd creature in a mask, labeled as a nightmare called Home Eater. I don't see why I should have to bow before my own kind.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There was a scene in which someone was causing plants to grow rapidly among some stone ruins in a cave, and someone else saying to them, horrified, "What have you done?"

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Lost Boys, as David I'm watching Michael drop out of the tree and run away from the killing. This was not the plan. He was supposed to kill someone, not run away. I don't like giving the new ones too much time to think - just do it, make a clean break, then explain what's happened to them. It's easier that way.

Back in the cave with Star, I'm standing off to one side and watching her. She's standing in front of a bunch of pots for plants covering a table. Most of them look empty, although I know she's planted seeds in each of them, and she's been trying to do something with them. But the one she's holding her hands over now is growing right before our eyes, responding to her somehow, like magic. Whatever she's been trying to do, it's working on this one. The other boys come back then, they all exclaim over what Star's doing, gathering around the plant and looking as excited about this as she is - except Michael. He's hanging back and looking at Star with this expression - not exactly betrayal, but close; like he'd thought she was someone he could trust, and now he believes he was wrong about that.

December 27, 2014

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I was in a sort of scrap yard store. The owner was my guardian, or something. We sold parts to these one- or two-man miniature helicopters. I had been teaching a younger member of my weird, no conventional family how to fly these contraptions.

It was night time, and the younger member was out on his first solo flight, but something went wrong, so I got into one of the fliers, and went out to find him. It was like the way you can fly Latios and Latias in the new Pokemon games... I found my little sibling, and got my copter directly below theirs so they could do what I do. I guided us back to the shop, which was in a strange tiered building, and was mostly open on one side, all balcony and no actual walls. If that makes sense. Like the rooms had ceilings and all the walls except the one facing the front of the building.

Anyways, the little sibling was going out of control again, and I phased in and out around some trees growing densely at the top of the building.

Partially due to technical issues, mostly due to laziness and a lack of time I procrastinated posting this dream.

In the dream I became lucid and had to struggle with trying to control the dream and flying for a moment, then I managed to get through a window and I fly up into a beautiful blue sky, then I saw myself from above and zoomed out further, somewhat like in the game Spore. The dream felt rather awesome. Then I found myself walking on some water and wanted to fly higher, but then I realized that the water was just a metaphor or the highest plane I could move up to at that time.

From the Morning of December 20, 2014.

Woke: 6:30

I am walking down the street from the YMCA. My dad is in his truck circling around the area. I keep walking along the sidewalk and all of a sudden I realize that I'm dreaming! I turn around and I can see my dad's truck parked against the curb, but my dad isn't by the car...it's a different guy. I walk toward him and I realize he wants to fight as he runs toward me. I smile at this, as this would be my first dream fight ever. I get a little nervous though as I see him jump several feet into the air to come down and slam a monster punch into me. I jump without thinking and join him in the air, throwing a punch. We both miss and when I land I quickly spin around throwing another punch. But this time it feels like my arm is super heavy, and my punch is being thrown very slow. He grabs my arm and throws it out of the way. I try throwing another punch and it is also slow.

Then I am in my house in the living room and luckily still lucid. I rub my hands together and tell myself that this is my dream body, my physical body is in bed so I can do anything. I am trying to fly which I have failed to do in the past so I needed to reaffirm to myself that I was just dreaming. I remember that I fell asleep in a chair sitting on it the opposite way, so this was indeed my dream body. (That was a false memory, as I was in bed) I remembered it was easier to fly if you jumped off something. I ran upstairs to my balcony and got a running start and jumped off. I stuck my arms out in front of me and was able to float but not fly. I crashed into the floor at the end and while it didn't "hurt" I felt a little pressure on my head where it hit the floor and it was more uncomfortable than it hurt. I zoomed back up the stairs (literally zoomed...like ran at superhuman speed) and tried again...and got the same result. My dad stepped into the house and I got an idea. Maybe if I left the door open I could just pick up speed and fly out. So I put the door on its magnetic door holder and went back upstairs. I jumped off again but the same thing happened. Then I decided I should find a girl. (I always do this if I can't complete something ) I decided I would create a false memory of them moving to my neighborhood and I walked outside. I picked a house across the street for them to move into, but decided that a house farther down the street would do better because IWL people were actually moving out. I "remembered" that a hot chick had just moved in and I visualized it. I started walking down the street and looked over at the front of the house across from me. Detective Lassiter from Psych was at the doorway, and some girl with red eyes and who was demonic was on her knees talking to him. I got worried because I was afraid that seeing the demonic chick would cause bad things to happen. She turned around and stared at me, so I quickened my walking pace down the street. I got a couple steps along before I woke up...

Next time I have decided that when I fly, I need a bigger space. Not a cramped area like my house. I also need to jump from a higher platform. Mostly I just need the space though because that way I would be able to fly up instead of having to direct my flight downwards. I think having to fly down was the cause for me not being able to fly because I would hit the ground.

Wow, two nights in a row of remembering dreams! yay! I wrote in my daily journal last night, so maybe that really is helping.
I'm thinking of finally changing the font color of lucids since they're kinda hard to read. But I don't want to go through and change every single one, so I'm not sure. Too lazy.

I was in the bathroom at a huge hotel taking a shower when my hand started to feel funny. I looked down and saw that one of my fingers was short. The top half was missing and it was a stub. I was dreaming. It felt so real and vivid that it took me awhile to believe that. I was really excited so I stared at my hands to stabilize and then stared at the wall. I could see so much detail in everything. I went outside the bathroom and into the main lobby of the hotel. The ceiling was about 8 stories high so I decided to fly up. I spread my arms and began "swimming" up. I went really fast.(Usually it takes me a long time to get high.. haha get high.. you know what I mean). I made it to the ceiling and then floated back down. I wasn't sure what to do next so I decided to go outside and explore. Then I lost it.

I was in high school in Ms. Red-Head's English Class(I forgot her name. The senior year teacher). Some girl in the class had written a book that we were discussing. We were sitting in a huge circle of desks and I was next to Niki, who also wrote a book. I got rid of my copy of the book we were looking at because, frankly, I just didn't give a shit. I tossed Niki's book across the room to these two girls because I wanted more people to hear her book instead of the other girl's. The teacher found out that someone had tossed a book across the room and asked who it was. Several students pointed at me and I raised my hand, looking guilty. The teacher then told me to gather up my stuff and choose a room to sit quietly in. I chose a room that was connected to the classroom. I was actually quite happy to leave the class. There was a couch in the room and I began to set up my computer on it. I realized I didn't have a copy of the book we were discussing.
"Can I have a book?" I asked.
"That will be 3 dollars and 14 cents," the teacher replied.

-fragment at my house offering Dani if she wants bagels and cream cheese because she was hungry

-at some point I heard God's voice saying, "Come with me."

I was sitting on the bleachers of an indoor volleyball court, watching an old girlfriend serve the ball over and over. I was trying to sit next to an asian guy, but not too close. I ended up sliding magically towards him and I would edge away over and over again. There was some awful woman that was thoroughly scolding her child for no good reason and I asked if I could talk with her outside. She followed me out of the room and I basically told her that she wasn't a very nice lady and that she didn't deserve to have children. Everybody in the room came out to watch this and she just stood there. It wasn't very nice of me but she was soooooooo mean.

I ran up two flights of stairs to get away from the scene. I noticed that I was in this enormous underground school. I became lucid when I realized that I was moving in slow motion and jumping maybe 10 feet in the air.

I took off flying when I got outside. I got high above the school and it looked like my old elementary school. I started to wake up. I woke up into another dream, but I was still fully lucid and aware that I was in a dream. It was almost like a dream intermission or commercial. I was a woman and I was talking to this guy. I told him something that made him really bored so that he would want me to go back to sleep so that I could go back into the dream from before.

Back at the elementary school again, I was flying high into the sky, into these dark clouds. I was doing crazy tricks like flips in the air and dives down to the ground. I let the lightning shock me several times just for fun by flying up into the dark clouds. I felt like I was showing off but I don't know who it was for, it was certainly fun though. I woke up into another dream, once again, but I was still fully lucid and aware that I was in a dream.

This time I was a guy in his 40's and I had woken up and I was cranky and I wanted to fall back asleep so that I could go back to the other dream. These intermission dreams were unusual because I felt like I had control if I wanted but they also seemed like they had a life of their own and I was watching them while fully knowing that they were just dreams. I would try to softly guide them back to the people falling asleep so that I could get back to the dream that I wanted to be in.

Back in the dream, I thought about what I wanted to do. I had the sudden realization that what I was seeing was entirely in my mind. I moved my hands across the front of my vision and the world vanished in the wake of my fingers, leaving behind a trail of blue ripples. I tried to erase the school with my hands and I almost succeeded in it before the image snapped back into place. I wanted to experiment more with this but I woke up into another dream.

I was in person with Dreamer and we were talking about her nana. I said something about her eating a lamb shank, which makes absolutely no sense, then the dream ended and I was back in the clouds, flying still.

I remembered the bonus task of the month and decided that I could find Santa's sleigh at the north pole pretty easily, so I flew at super speed until I was convinced that I was right above it. I dove down into the clouds and saw that there were stars below the clouds. I looked around me and there were stars in all directions, I was in outer space. I started flying at ridiculous speed but I felt like I wasn't moving anywhere because everything was so far away. I thought that maybe I could let myself fall backwards, down to earth. So I started to fall and I could feel myself accelerating, but I still felt as though I wasn't moving anywhere. I felt as though I was falling at the same speed as the entire universe, so there was no relativistic change in my position. I had the split second thought that maybe I was falling into a black hole and I noticed a twinge of discomfort. I decided to teleport away.

I ended up waking up just a little bit at this point and I could feel my body lying in bed. I reminded myself that my body was relaxed and that I didn't need to move and that the next dream would start soon.

The dream started in my room. I got out of bed and I could hear Free Fallin by Tom Petty playing in the background. I thought about moving through the wall to get outside, but decided to just use the front door. I floated up on the roof, looking for Santa's sleigh. I only found a little toy santa with a toy sleigh. I reached my index finger into his bag of gifts and found a tiny present. I opened it up and there were two miniature plastic cherries inside. I was QUITE unsatisfied. I saw another toy santa and looked in his bag as well, there was a present with a styrofoam cube inside of it. I started to wake up again. DEILD'd again

I started back in the same place. I looked over at another roof and saw a bright, golden, shining light and tons of giant presents that were wrapped in various brilliant colors. I knew that santa would be there and so I floated on over and sure enough, he was. His sleigh was there as well and he was having a conversation with a reindeer. I looked inside his bag of gifts and found a single present inside. I quickly tore off the wrapping paper and opened it up. There was a neon green tie inside.


I was so disappointed. I don't mean to be ungrateful santa, but, what a shitty gift! I decided to open another present and I found an even longer version of the same tie that was probably at least 10 feet long. I opened another present and found a blue silk shirt inside. I really don't like clothes as gifts. I opened another present and it had ribbons inside, for putting on top of more presents. Determined to find a good gift, I opened one last present and there was another box inside of it. I opened that box and there were a bunch of ribbons in that box. Damnit. Santa was clearly fucking with me. I had looked at him with a Stare of Death but then I woke up before I could give him a piece of my mind.

Morning of December 19, 2014. Friday.



Firstly, I am in some sort of group of mostly unknown males (not relevant to real life). There are two rows of perhaps seven or eight facing each other. It seems to be on King Street, though the front (northeast) apartment is much bigger. I seem to become angry and punch most of them extremely hard. This seems to at least partly be because each and every one of them is being condescending to each and every other, sounding more and more ridiculous, like a perpetual comic strip but with no comedic elements.

After seemingly several minutes of this, I become slightly lucid (becoming more lucid over time). I have an awareness of an affirmation set and decide that instead of eliminating these people, I will heal them (including “fixing” their brain by bringing it into its most natural resonance somehow). I vaguely sense a “correct” oscillation and harmonic resonance inside their heads when I put my hand on the top of their heads and eventually place my hands on all of their heads. The effect is similar to feeling the vibrations when placing your hand on the body of an acoustic guitar when a chord is played.

I heal their wounds and cuts as well. However, because I reach an apparent overly energetic stage which is supposedly “too powerful” to use directly (with my palms, for example - where the energy seems to emanate from), I need only lightly touch them with the back of my hand to restore them to their healthiest state - otherwise my power may cause them to “disintegrate”. I do not recall this event being like this in past dreams, as I formerly used my fingers and palms.

From here, I walk out with a few (unknown) people. The porch roof is extended out more over the front yard than in reality (almost like a large lower awning) which seems frustrating relative to being able to fly out and up as soon as I want. As lucidity is dawning on me a bit stronger, I decide to fly out into the world. As I fly swiftly and efficiently, even deliberately over a longer sequence of telephone lines and power lines (which seem somewhat out of place and randomly going at an angle from the buildings and sidewalks), I notice how incredibly clear and visually defined my dream’s environment is. It is so well-rendered, I am amazed to a nearly breath-taking pleasure on the imagery alone; even more so, because it does not seem reminiscent of a real location. It seems to be near an industrial area of whatever town it is now meant to be. I notice a few buildings, a forest in the distance, and a few parked vehicles here and there, including a semi near a warehouse.



I feel fantastic as I look down and about over the scenery. At one point, I see a pile with old books and magazines, but mostly atop a taller pile of just debris, at the end of an alley, which appears to be a public dumping area. The pile is almost as high as the two-storey possibly abandoned commercial buildings on each side. I land near the top of the pile and pick up what seems to be an old “Alvin and the Chipmunks” comic book (it may be an association with an old instrumental my father wrote and performed as well as the name of where we lived at one time in Chipmunk Coulee). There are three bats on the cover (which may be related to a short-term comic strip I did as a boy about three “rock star” bats in the early 70s based on an earlier recurring dream). I tell myself that because I know I am dreaming, I may be able to actually read the entire book. However, I mostly only seem to focus on one odd phrase, which is “Poly Calep” and seeing that distracts me from my plan to read the whole comic. Perhaps this is a name of one of the characters.

From here, I am still aware of the people that had been at the meeting walking around not that far from where I am. However, I decide to enjoy more flying. I am able to again maneuver just slightly above power lines for a fair distance (which used to be problematic in dreams in my youth) without getting tangled. Oddly though, the power lines go up at an angle the farther I fly, but I still directly remain parallel to them the entire distance.

From here, I find myself back at North Monroe Street, which is usually rare to dream of. I have not been there since early 1968. I notice a few people standing around near the outer hall to the west, where my older brother Earl lived at one time. I go with my wife (who had apparently been standing in the hall) into the apartment, which seems larger and much longer to the east. Of course, I plan on having a nice romantic interlude to see what can physically occur. At this point, my dream is almost entirely under my conscious influence in every way other than the “extra people” that annoy me somewhat (which is typical of this type of lucid dream until apex lucidity is reached). We walk past three bedrooms where I can see a person’s feet sticking out from under a sheet on each bed. As we continue to walk, a male relative (Kevin M) ends up following us as well. Just as my wife and I are able to get into a bathtub (which is perpendicular to the direction we are walking), which is already full of nice cool water, he is still behind us. However, as my wife and I begin to sit down in the water (already suddenly unclothed by mental will alone), I slam the mostly opaque bathtub’s sliding door (much like the setup from King Street) so that we are then isolated from all public perspectives. (I suppose that he could have technically still opened the sliding door, but this does not really occur to me at any level of thought so does not happen.)

I am on my back and my wife sits on me in the cool water. The pleasure is quite augmented; a very clear sense of wetness and warmth (against the refreshing coolness of the water) and enhanced physical pleasure as well as spiritual unity and oneness. The only unusual distortion is that Zsuzsanna has tiny curly black hairs that create a narrower curved line going up and around her hips and back up towards her abdomen, somewhat like a doubled mirror-imaged harp design.

Last night I went to bed a 10:30 Pm, and woke at 12:30 Pm (2 hours later) after this lucid dream. This was very strange for me to LD during my deep sleep cycle, it’s never happened before. Don’t get wrong, I’m not complaining! This is good thing. Anyway, in this DILD, I took a dream figure flying for her first time, and she totally freaked about 60 feet up! Here’s how it went:

A group of 6 of us walked into an old brick building courtyard, which was open on one side, and then I became lucid for no particular reason. The old, 4 storey, brick building was missing several walls, and the floors were exposed at the upper two levels. It looked like maybe a fire had run through the building at some time in the past. After realizing I was dreaming, I said to the gang, “Let’s go flying!”

I flew up about 30 feet then came back down. This helped make the lucid dream very clear. The other 3 guys in the group then flew up to the 4 floor and landed on the ledge and looked down at us. I asked the two girls if they were coming too. The one girl said she’s never done this, and she moved into the arms of her girlfriend to be comforted. The other girl pushed her back a bit, and said she should give it a try. I told the girl to hold my hand, and we’ll fly together. She grabbed my hand, and we floated upward together. When we reached the fourth floor, I tried to fly forward and land beside the other 3 men, but no luck, I just kept going up. We soon reached the rooftop, and then the girl started to freak out! She wrapped her arms and legs around me and started to scream! I QUICKLY decided to take her back to the ground, but we were descending way too fast, and I was concerned she was going to get hurt when we hit the ground. No worries though, we landed nicely, and then she went running into the arms of her friend crying with hysteria. Poor thing.

I decided to fly up and join the 3 men on the forth floor, but when I got up there, I couldn’t fly forward (again) and land on the ledge. I just hovered there! I then flapped my arms to move towards them, and this worked. The one guy laughed at me and said, “This is elementary!” I thought to myself, yeah I must look pretty stupid! I then woke up from the embarrassment and wrote the dream in my journal.

Feel WILD set in, roll off of the mat. Am falling/flying for some time, but keeping my mind blank as I do. I am soaring around a house (my mom's house?), and the characters from the Simpsons live inside. I try to enter via a window, but accidentally break a window with my head. Scene instantly becomes hyper-realistic (not cartoon-like anymore) and the characters vanish. I have the feeling that, like a big oaf, I ruined this part of the dream. I walk inside the house.

Inside, I try practicing my dream control via perspective by crushing my bedroom door frame top to bottom. Nothing happens. I attempt a few more times, but still am unsuccessful. I leave the house and wander about. Yep, it's out in the country, just like waking life. I think how I will write down in my dream journal that this was a very long, very stable, very boring LD. Not much going on, and no DCs around. I decide to relax and see what "dream memories" come up (such as why I might be here, etc.). I wake up. Do some MILD and back to sleep.

Walking with my sister-in-law to a school for young kids. I am examining a wall mural the kids have done. I realize that it has something to do with Theravada Buddhism. I suddenly think, "The girls go to a Buddhist school?" I nose pinchand can breathe. My sister-in-law confirms my suspicions and says that the curriculum here is inspired by Theravada Buddhism; the kids are taught to be mindful of their one precious human life. Excited, I decide to see what the inside of the school looks like. I find a door and open it. Behind it is another door. This is funny to me, and undeterred, I open this door as well.

Inside, people are eating food and talking. I see a coworker eating. I look around, trying to decide who to talk to. There is a large man, with no shirt and a hairy chest, sitting in a sauna-like area and talking on a phone. This guy seems fairly impressive, so I decide to talk to him. He sees me waiting, then puts his phone away and greets me. I say I have a question about dreams, from a Theravadan perspective. He nods, then seems to consider my statement carefully. He then says,

"Well, suppose you have a tikkoku. That's kind of like a cocaku. You see?"

I say I don't quite see. I then think that I will tell him he is dreaming. He tells me he is unable to lucid dream.

"Pinch your nose!" I say. He shoves his finger up his nose perversely, and then begins tugging at his nostril. He becomes smaller and more imp-like. My own nostrils start to feel affected, and I realize he is just my own mind being overactive. My body unaccountably becomes aroused, and seeing this, the DC lunges at my crotch. Sigh. I hug the DC and tell him it's OK. He calms down quite a bit. I blank my mind and he stops moving altogether. Can't remember how but I soon wake up. Lie still and DEILD into next dream.

Mario Bros. screen with Bowser, too. I know it is a dream, and begin my slow fall (something that happens often to me during WILD and DEILD). I hear water (currently in darkness) and begin imagining a beach (trying to create scenery). I also begin imagining the opening scenes of FFVIII, along with the theme song, Liberi Fatali:



Scenery generates into a desert canyon (pretty close, sand, right?) with shallow water flowing along the sad swiftly. I am carried along on into a gorge/cave. Above, I see a hole in the ceiling, and fly up to investigate. Halfway up, I realize I am effortlessly flying, and begin to fall; I climb up a bit, and then fly the rest of the way. The hole is too small to get out of, so I begin scooping the rock away with my hands. I hear an evil laugh above; outside, there is a stormy sky, with a gray dragon flying above me. I feel terrified--at the dragon, at the feeling that the dream wants me to fight the dragon, and that the floor of the cave is so far below me. I remind myself that this is just a dream but it is not helping much. However, I decide to fly up and face the dragon. I am trying to get out of the hole when I wake up, heart pounding and very relieved. MILD and then return to sleep.

I am at work. A coworker comes up to me and asks me if I got an email. I say I did not, and ask what it was about. He says something that I can't understand. I ask him to repeat, and while I understand more, I still can't quite catch his meaning. I say, "something else someone wants me to do, right?" concerning the email. He looks embarrassed. Turns out the email concerns him getting promoted. Whatever. I reenter my work area, and food is laid out for everyone. A coworker has already begun eating. This seems vaguely against the rules, and I am about to reprimand her when I realize I'm dreaming. Sweet! I pop a piece of fried tofu into my mouth. I also shout, testing out my dream voice. It re-echoes oddly in my head. I wake up.

FA. I "wake up" on my sleeping mat, nose pinch and can breathe.I head into the dining room, where I attempt to fly through the ceiling. Not working too well, as I bang my head against the ceiling. I decide to just relax. I start to phase through head-first, but then get too excited that I am "really doing it" and get pushed back. Decide to phase through the front door and head out. Not sure what happens, but I wake up and

DEILD:

I roll off of my mat and fly through the transition, before slamming into a classroom. The lights are off, and the class is watching some movie. I see the teacher sitting at her desk, and thinking it would be funny to scare her, charge forward on all fours towards her. Not sure what happened, but I think I pull back at the last minute. I look around, and realize all of the students are kid-versions of people I knew in high school. I see some girl and give her a high-five!

I head out through the door, and find myself in some back hallway. I am able to fly up into the air off and on, rising and sinking, but all the while reminding myself that there is nothing here, and nothing really to do. I see some light fixtures and feel like pulling them down, so I "grab" them from a distance (using perspective) and rip them down. I then see a large ventilation thingy, and decide to crush that between my hands. I steadily press my palms together; at first, it seems as though it is not working, but then the entire structure collapses in on itself, and glass shatters. Pleased, I set off into the mall.

Lots of DCs, lots of people I know (I pass another old friend, whom I pat on the shoulder and say hello to). I end up in a food court area, with lots of food sitting out. I reach for a molten lava cake (a small cupcake), and cram it into my mouth):



Amazing. Very chocolatey. I eat it very slowly, not wanting my mouth in WL to start moving and accidentally wake me up (a problem in the past). In response to my care, the cake begins to glue my mouth shut. I also get some cake on my face. I ignore both of these effects, and continue my explorations in the clothing department. I begin looking for a DC to have sex with. I pass a few unsuitable candidates. I leave this area, and head out behind the mall (outside) behind some dumpsters. As I get farther from the mall, I find a girl lying on her back, smoking a joint. She is a cute girl I knew in high school (and whom I have not thought of in years). I lie down next to her and take her in my arms. She seems happy to see me. The dream ends.

This one's from December 01, 2014:

Have Mexican parents (I'm not Mexican IRL). I'm a kid about 10 years old or so. The dad drives a truck (like a tractor-trailer). I climb on top of it like on top of a train and ride it there, hanging on to bars up there, as the dad drives it. The mom is probably in the front seat. This truck also flies, kind of like a plane, but at a lot lower altitude. It doesn't transform or anything, just starts driving then keeps flying then lands and drives again. The truck went mostly through/above country roads instead of interstates. We run out of gas & money and stop in a town. We have relatives there but we want to pretend to be rich or something, so we go hang out with this random rich lady who's got two dogs and a kid. At first we pretend just fine and make friends, but then she finds out that we're super poor and end up doing work for her. I'm not sure what the parents did, but I did a lot of cleaning. For some reason both of her dogs and her kid piss all over the house, and I have to take care of it. The lady likes me, and I also do some more personal assistant stuff for her, and organize things.

11/28/14 Epic sex LD. I am walking around the inside and outside of a house and seem to have trouble figuring out the layout and what leads to the backyard what leads to the front yard. When I make my way outside I go through what looks like the front but it is actually a fenced in backyard I guess and the gate leads to another unit I guess it is a duplex. I make my way back through what seems like the back and out onto the street and this whole time its just me walking around. I think that I'm already getting suspicious that this is a dream. I run into a guy out front and something about the previous scenario and something about this guy makes me realize I am dreaming. I float up into the air and get ready to fly but the guy grabs hold of my ankle and I motion and shoot an energy burst at him and he let's go but then another guy comes and I decided to try a more traditional flying left hook. After a few hits I'm able to get away and I fly off. I wonder if there was something I should have stayed there for and perhaps I could have asked those DC's why they were trying to hold me back and what they represent. (But then I probably wouldn't have had the experience that comes next.) I'm flying and the visuals have gone a bit gray on me so I decide to visualize where I'd like to end up. I visualize a huge crowd of beautiful women in bikinis and before long they start forming but not real clear but good enough and I land in the middle of the crowd of beautiful women, and just send out the message that we'll

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have one big orgy. It is using something like telepathy but not exactly since this is all happening inside my brain, this is all my dream so of course all I have to do is think what I want to happen! I feel around on quite a few different women before I choose one woman to focus on and she has nice size breasts and beautiful silky skin and her nipples are little bit pale but so beautiful.

She looks like a natural blonde petite and very sexy. There are two sexy Asian women nearby and I will them to come over and

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lick her breasts while I have intercourse

with the blonde. They are a little bit foggy but the blonde is not in the least! She is very vivid! I will another woman to come up behind me and hold me and

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touch me while I continue to thrust into the blonde.

I notice that the blonde seems a bit disinterested and even at one point reaches over to a pen and notebook and writes a few quick notes. Funny I guess...but I want you at least pretending like you are enjoying this! At this point I actually speak with my mouth and I say I want

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you to moan <snip>, it is quite sexy. She does it a little bit and I look around and back down and I seem to lose the visuals but I still have some of the feeling and I continue to thrust

and eventually the visuals come back but I am in a bedroom and the woman is now my wife.

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We continue having sex

but at some point my wife says that someone is coming and I forget what name she used but it sounded like someone important. This is one of those moments that can try to pull you away from lucidity especially after the fading transition from that extra-ordinary scene to this more normal setting. The person comes in, she is a butch stocky short haired blonde woman and my wife seems concerned. I say it is ok this is all just a dream and I decide to float up just to confirm it in my head. Sure enough I float up and decided to

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pull back out my "ahem" and offer it up to my wife's mouth. She looks at it like that thing has been so many places just recently. It looks significant but slightly flaccid and an image of a child size one

shows up on the opposite side of what is becoming more of a narrowed tunnel vision. Eventually the visuals fade and I decide not to fight it and at first feel like I am in a void but then feel myself back in bed, I've already had a terrific experience and I want to make sure I commit as much as I can of that experience to memory and record it. 238