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08-31-2012 -- [Last dream of the month. And it's been a busy one for dreams. Not much going on the rest of the night, just dull fragments that aren't worth noting, but the last couple of hours of sleep, something longer, more detailed, and lucid.]

One little bit that may not have even been part of this dream, but a fragment from another ... I was driving down an on-ramp, just about to get on a freeway, when I hear a gun fire. I seem to be on a motorcycle, and there are a couple of motorcycle cops here, as well. We all stop, crouch down on the ground, and start looking around for who might be firing. We here no more shots, but more and more shell casings keep appearing. Finally I glance up in the tree we're standing under, and the guy with the gun is up the tree. He isn't firing at us, but is dropping casings on us.

There's almost a sort of secret agent vibe to the first part of this. I am in a house (or maybe it is a pub) somewhere, just kind of doing my own thing, when somebody has given me a package of papers. They say something that kind of indicates the model in the photos will do whatever she is told, and I find I'm kind of worried for the young lady.

The various papers are mostly advertisements, though what they are advertising, I'm just not clear on. They all feature an attractive early 20s blond model, and there is nothing obviously wrong, but more and more I find myself worried about the woman, and I slowly start talking to people about how she might need some help of some kind. The response I mostly seem to be hearing is that I'd better watch it, or my girl-friend will get jealous.

So I talk to her. She is also attractive, blond, and probably early to mid-twenties. I explain I feel the young lady needs help of some kind, and make it very plain it's nothing more than that. My gf seems very supportive of this, and even points out hints that all the photos in the ads show signs of being doctored, which seems to indicate that the girl may not even be as attractive as she looks in the ads. The one straight photo (as opposed to ad) seems even less real.

My gf has put down the packet of information on the hood of my car while we talk, and somebody else has come by and picked it up and started to walk off with it. I chase him down the maybe 20 yards he's gotten, and take the packet back. I put it back on the car hood, and sit a pizza box on top of it. But when I walk back into the bar, my girlfriend has run off, and there are now hints that she got very jealous, though there was no reason for her to be.

By this time, though I have no idea why, either my girlfriend, the girl in the ad, or perhaps the bar, is French. There is an extremely tall woman across the bar, probably at least 8 feet tall, and mostly legs. She is wearing a yellow mini skirt, and somehow seems to like walking around and even standing in a wide stance, and I can't help noticing it would make it very easy to look up her skirt, since it ends above head height for anybody sitting down.

I walk back outside to get the packet off my car, just to find packet, pizza box and car are all now missing. I'm depressed and annoyed here at first, because this seems all too common. I come across a woman talking to a man, and both are dressed up like Disney custodian crews. I ask them if they know what happened to the car, packet, and pizza. They indicate they have no idea on the car and the packet, but a guy had just given her this half-empty pizza box. I look inside, and it does indeed look like my pizza. I give it back to them, and invite them to enjoy it. After all, I've already eaten half of it, and am not really hungry at the moment.

I start walking west, getting mellower by the moment. I don't know why, but I just start to think I am dreaming. I decide to use a test directly from some of the dream techniques I have been learning about, rather than my own usual dream tests, and I take several fingers of my left hand and start pressing them against the palm of my right hand. Nothing happens at first, but I just press a little harder, and slowly the fingers pass through the palm until they are sticking through the back of my right hand. Yup, I'm dreaming.

I see a hotel further down the road, and figure I'll head there, start going through some rooms, and find some fun. It is something I have done frequently in my dreams. As I am walking over a bridge toward the hotel, I notice something very strange off to the side, a combination decorative stream and miniature golf course. Some guy or gal (probably guy) is playing a hole, but the bridge beams block sight of most of the person.

I walk on to the hotel, and pick up a couple of sets of keys, figuring with my dream powers they'll work for every lock, much like the keys at that hostel we once stayed in, in London. I don't know why, I never use keys in these dreams, anyway. This is a rather large, multi-floor hotel, and very fancy. I wander around until I find the elevators, and they are so fancy you can't tell what are the elevator doors, and what are the wall decorations. So I end up standing at the wrong place and miss the first elevator. I have to push a button and wait for a second.

I get on the elevator and push the button for the third floor, figuring that ought to get me up high enough to start finding rooms, but the elevator doors open onto a small flight of around six stairs. This seems odd. I climb up the six stairs to find myself in the middle of a really fancy restaurant, which I have found on the third floor of many hotels in the past ... in my dreams, at least.

I pass through the restaurant and up some ramps and things until I find myself in a hallway on the fourth floor, looking at actual hotel rooms. There is an attractive brunette, probably about 35 or so, walking into her hotel room, and I decide to start by following her. She has shut the door, but I walk right through it. Her husband is there, though, and I don't want any trouble, so I just walk through the wall into the next room.

I walk further and further 'down' the hall, but not in it, just walking through the walls between the rooms. Unfortunately, it is about three in the afternoon, and almost nobody is in the rooms, and the few rooms anyone is there are filled with couples, so I don't get to have any fun.

I've gone through maybe eight or ten rooms this way, but the next wall I walk through doesn't put me in a hotel room, but some kind of operations center, keeping everything running smoothly at the hotel. They don't see me walk through the wall, but as I pass through the room, they do realize they don't know me, and one guy starts hassling me for my red security badge that gave me entrance, when I don't seem to have one, he is all over me.

I start to run, and he gives chase, but he's slightly faster than me. I give up on making a quiet departure, and just go running toward a wall, but right as I reach it, he grabs on to me, so I pull him through the wall with me. He's shocked, but still isn't letting go. So I grab him, push him back against the wall, and shove. He phases through it, and loses his grip on me, so he's stuck on the other side.

Unfortunately, he has a radio, and he wastes no time in letting the entire hotel know where I am, what I look like, and what I can do, so every employee in the place is now chasing me, trying to grab me, and making it impossible for me to get anywhere quietly. I try to drop through the floor, but floors and ceilings seem to be much harder to go through than walls. I try to fly, but the ceiling is too low, and I am still easily reachable by people stuck on the ground. I just can't get away. Then I wake up.

[You'd think this would be amazingly frustrating, but it was just slightly annoying, and mostly challenging and fun. I am also convinced I need to somehow develop a dream power of Jedi mind control in my dreams, so I can just walk up to guys like this and tell them "You don't even notice me. I am not worth bothering with. These are not the droids you're looking for." and just go on my way.]

This dream occurred in a place that was a mixture of Harry Potter and Warehouse 13. In the beginning of the dream I am looking through the eyes of Harry Potter at first . In the beginning he is walking through what looks like Hogwarts common area and Warehouse 13 combined. There were a few people around us(Him) but he paid no attention to them. While walking we saw these two humongous alligator heads coming out of the carpet. We wanted to get by them but were to scared to even go near them. He tried to move them by using a spell but didn't get the result he wanted. Instead the whole building shook. Ms Friedrich from Warehouse 13 came out of an office and asked who had had done it. He raised his hand and went to the office. He sat down in a chair waiting for his punishment. They gave him a piece of paper. At first he didn't look at it when he did I felt his anger. His punishment was for him to do something they had said he would never have to do again.(Cant remember what it was) He ran out the door and ran up a sort of vent like stairs. When he got up the stairs he dropped onto his back with his arms and legs spread out. All of a sudden this girl in bright red skin showing clothing showed up. She laid herself down on top of his arm. All of a sudden i went into the mind of a girl who was wearing white and blue. I went into the girls body and controlled her mind. I pushed the girl in red away and laid on his other arm. I told him that I was here for him. He started talking to me about himself. He said he would reveal himself to me. I told him i would be with him by using the girls body. After i said that the dream suddenly ended and I woke up. I have been having many dreams about getting closer to a person who i think is my soulmate for years. As i get older and learn life lessons i get closer and we talk longer

08-23-2012 -- [All right, the title of this one is because I had a nice lucid dream this morning which I enjoyed, and would not mind repeating ... unlike the nasty, miserable, soul-crushing lucid dream I had a few days ago. (I will get that one posted eventually.) That one actually chased me away from posting dreams for a few days, it made me so miserable. Still have been dreaming, and writing them down, just haven't had the 'psychic' energy to post them for a few days.]

I am in school, sitting in a class that just ended. Everybody is gathering their stuff together, and I glance at the desk next to me, where somebody was just sitting. I think they've got graffiti all over it, but as I reach for a rag to try and force it off, it just blows away. Covered in dust. And I realize I dust this desk quite often, and somehow it is always covered in dust again.

I turn to tell Mrs. Walton [high school English teacher] but she's gone. I'm amazed how quickly she got out of there. There is a custodian who has come in to clean the room, but no teacher. As I am pondering this, Mrs. Walton comes back in, and I mention the dust, but she doesn't much care. I finish gathering my books, and walk out of the classroom.

I glance at the quad and admire the volcano (well, it is kind of a cross between a tropical volcano and Big Thunder-style rock work) and think to myself "That really looks nice ... wait a minute, that's not supposed to ... I'm dreaming!" No reality check, no questioning. I know that doesn't belong, so I am dreaming.

I can remember my plans for the next lucid dream I have, quite plainly. I have to find S. and have a good time. I start to wonder where I might find her at. I don't know her class schedule ... heck, this is a dream, I don't even know my own class schedule. I don't want to chase all around the campus looking for her. I sit down at a picnic table to think about it.

There is a slim, fairly attractive blonde approaching me, and she wants to talk to me, and she seems to be really friendly. I tell her I have to find S., and she says something like "Isn't she gay?" I pull her against me for a kiss, and within a couple of seconds she is all over me, grinding against me, completely mine. I gently push her back and tell her "S." "Whatever you say," she moans. "I'll try and help you draw her in!" I gently wipe the drool that is starting to run down her chin from how into me she is, after that kiss. [Lucid dream power, she can't resist me. And AFAIK, S. is not, and never has been gay.]

As we're about to walk off, the scene has turned to a gas station, and some guy has just pulled up in a truck and is shooting off his mouth, insulting people. He's horribly mean to this little kid, and he thinks he is cool because he is being horribly mean in really great voice mimics. Because he sounds like several actors, it is cool that he is cursing at this poor kid.

I don't like the guy, but I come face to face with him while climbing in my car. He has the most brilliant, bright blue eyes I have ever seen, and as I open the door I am thinking "no way is that guy human. He's an alien or something." I've climbed into the back seat of my car instead of the front, and somebody starts driving it away. I look up at the sun roof, and the guy with the blue eyes is trying to crawl through it, and I am starting to fight him off.

I still know I am dreaming, and taking care of this guy is going to be easy, but since I wake up about this time, got nowhere further. Fun little dream, though.

Anyway, I was taking a nap on my bed when I had a dream about being in some city doing something... (thought I can't remember what.) All I can gather is that I was near some building made of bricks. I woke up with SP, and I couldn't move. Instead of waiting until it wore off, I decided I would just go back into my dream and try to become lucid.

It worked. I re-entered the dream lucid. I did a RC just to double check (nose plug) and sure enough, air went through my nostrils. All I can remember is that I started running, running at high speeds, having a blast. I repeated to my self several times, "This is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream!" as I ran. If I were to rate my awareness level, I would put it at a VERY unstable 7/10. Unfortunately... it was very VERY short lived.

I lost ludicity. Next thing I can remember is.... that I was in this... weird... hospital place. For some reason, my therapist was my Doctor... and he told me I had Syphilis. He told me that I had to age 38 to live. My mom was there with me, and she was angry at me for getting syphilis. What happened next is kinda fuzzy... but what I DO remember is that I was in this sort of... wooden tree-house-shack thingy majig. It was a bit hot (I didn't actually feel it... but... actually, how did I know it was hot?) and it was full of kids who I went to school with. They all seemed to have the same thing I had, syphilis. I think I talked to some of them about something... but I don't remember what. Anyway, I climbed down out of the tree-house, and discovered I was in some sort of plaza like area, the hospital on one side, a pharmacy on the other, a random building at another, and the street at the final side. I walked back into the hospital a few times, and checked out the pharmacy roof-top a bit (I don't know how I got there), which soon after, I woke up in SP once more. However, instead of trying to go back into a dream, I decided I should wake-up.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1: Olympics

People are competing in various events related to dreaming. Competitors go into lucid dreams and perform various tasks in the dreams for points.

How did I not become lucid in this dream?!?!?!?

There was another event for baseball defensive skills. Each country is positioned at a certain part of the field. Balls are hit to each part of the field with people at various bases (in all combinations). The country that the ball is hit to has to field it cleanly and throw it to the appropriate base depending on the situation. Countries are judged based on fielding the ball, choosing the appropriate base to throw it to and throwing accuracy and strength.

Dream 2:

I am standing outside of my house and I see a woman with large, spectacular breasts. I want to bang her really bad. I go to my computer to masturbate (not sure if I actually did it). I end up on an orgy vacation with my wife. I start having sex with her. I'm not sure if I had sex with anyone else.

I try going somewhere that I'm not supposed to go and I get caught. In an attempt to get away I find myself hanging onto the wing of an aircraft while it is flying. I am thinking the whole time that this is not possible and I am dreaming. However, it is very difficult to perform a reality check because I am hanging onto the wing. Without doing a reality check, I am not fully confident that I am dreaming so I am scared to let go.

Next time I am in this situation I will try to study my hands.

Date: 02/07/2012
Place: Friend's bed
Time of getting into bed: 1.48am

Dream 1 - lucid at the end - 3.35am

I am laying in the bed I fell asleep in. My partner is laying next to me, he gets up, and does not open his eyes, but tries to get out of bed sleepily. I ask him what he is doing, and he claims he is getting up to go and get changed. I think he is sleepwalking so I tell him to get back into bed, he grabs me, and I kiss him on the lips. He doesn't respond, which I think is strange, and I tell him he is dreaming, but he gets a little annoyed. I now realise I am dreaming. I decide to wake myself up, because I feel uncomfortable in this dream, and feel like my dream partner is getting angry. I wake up and am slightly annoyed I woke myself up when I could have made use of being lucid.

Dream 2 - lucid at the end - 5.19am

I am with my partner, and we are going to go and take a shower. We drive along a dirt track road, it is muddy with ditches either side. It seems to be located in the middle of a field. We get to the end, and there is a small building, like a shed, which has a shower inside it. N gets in the shower, he has a red towel round his waist. I wait in the car, as I do, I look to my left (I am in the passenger seat) and notice a playground in the distance. It looks old and abandoned, and there are a group of intimidating youths hanging around, possibly drinking. There are 2 girls who are also there, just passing by. One of them is wearing nothing but a pink towel, and I know she has just had a shower and is making her way home. The youths harass them, and lift up her towel. I don't move from the car, because I don't want them to see me. I lock the door, and the youths make their way over. They surround the car, but only one approaches close, he lifts up the window wiper and lets it go. I open my door slightly, so I can shout out 'What do you want?' He tells me to open the door so he can get in, I say no. I then shut the door and lock it, before he tries to get in. I then stare at the shower waiting for N to return, hoping he will be fast. The youth knocks again and again, but I ignore him. Finally N comes out the shower, and does not realise what is going on. I jump into the drivers seat (which is on the wrong side of the car) and unlock the car so he can get in, I shout to him to hurry up. The youth gets his hand inside my door, but I bite hard on his arm, drawing blood. I clearly remember the feel of his flesh on my teeth. Then as N gets in I lock the doors, and drive away fast, taking care not to drive down the ditch as we flee. I suddenly become lucid, I have no idea how I do this but suddenly I know I am dreaming, and I am watching the car from above, like a bird in the sky. There are a few seconds of noise in my ears, while I watch the car drive away safely, then I wake up.

Dream 3 - non lucid - 7.10am

I am me, but I am a super fast runner, and with my family. We are in a place which is a bit like a theme park, and I run at super speed everywhere.There is a themed area called 'Breakfast of Champions' which features some statues and objects. We go to a house, inside this house, we get stuck, a bit like in a deflated bouncy castle. I have to use my super speed to run 'at' or 'up' the walls, to free us and get us back to being on our feet. I remember the room is brown. Someone gave me some weed to slow me down, and I sit and watch a TV show. The program is about a hospital in Stamford, where they carry out surgical proceedures for enhancing beauty, such as breast enlargement etc. There is a female narrator, and some famous clients having plastic surgery, including Kelly Osbourne. They have a visit from a famous singer (female, late 40's) although I know she is famous I don't know who she is. The narrator makes a point of saying the singer has NOT had plastic surgery, and the singer sings to the clients as they are recovering.

Dream 4 - non lucid -9.13am

I am at my sister's house, and I hear her boyfriend getting mad at her, then beating her up rather badly, saying 'You make me do this.' While she cries in pain, I jump up to see, but do not help her, although I am very upset. After he leaves I take her to one side and tell her to leave him, that she can come and live with me and I'll look after her. She is sad and crying.

Later on in the same dream, I am rolling a joint with L, when I find out (via Facebook maybe?) that R has got a job that he was after, and tried hard to get. We celebrate, and I buy R a pencil, and a pencil sharpener as gifts to say well done. S wants to go to the pub, but my partner doesn't want to as he is too tired.

Dream 5 - non lucid

My mum takes me on a ride, where you climb into a small room, and someone shuts the door behind you. (a bit like a ferris wheel, but bigger, and more solid, like rooms instead of cages.) The ride takes you really high, into outer space, and you can see the whole of the universe. I don't like it at all, I don't feel safe and I complain to my mum. When we get back down, my mum gets off the ride, but leaves me on with a man I don't know. The man is drunk. I try to get off the ride, but my exit is blocked by a man drinking in a pub, and chatting to his mates, and he has 3 pints of cider on a table next to him. I do a flying kick and smash the glasses off the table, so I can escape the ride. This is caught on film, and everyone stares, some people are impressed.

Dream 6 - non lucid 11.15am


I forgot the beginning of this dream, because I took a while to wake up properly and get to my DJ. It was a matter of seconds, but the dream kept slipping from my memory.

I have made my dad a CD of music, mostly Nirvana and the White Stripes. At first he is unsure but he soon gets into it and appreciates it. I found some of Kurt Cobain's old clothes, which are like animal skins, sort of like what cavemen would wear. It includes a fur hat, with ears. I put them on, and as I look in the morror, I have long, curly ginger hair, which is all knotted. I try to pull the knots apart but it rips my hair.

I go to work like this, and work is in a dark, cluttered place with lots of people. My boss is an older woman who is angry and strict. A friend (not from RL) works with me, they are a bit of a walkover but I am not. Our job involves fitting a knife, fork and spoon into the corresponding slots. My friend has no knife, and is worried about what the boss will do when she finds out. I reassure them, and we make plans for when we get out of work.


***NOTEWORTHY***
N has never sleepwalked
I can't drive in RL, but it was N's car I was driving in the dream
Someone was smoking weed in the same room before I went to bed, and I did help them roll, but didn't smoke any.
I was telling someone to read 'Breakfast of Champions' before I went to bed
My sisters boyfriend often argues with my sister, but has never hit her
R was moaning about how he should get a new job a few days ago
People were drinking cider in the same room before I went to bed
I often give my dad music, and recently saw a live gig with him.
In real life I have shortish, black hair.

Date: 26/06/2012
Place: My own bed (for a change!)
Time of getting into bed: 11pm
Glass of apple juice in the day.

Dream 1 - non lucid

We are at a music festival or music event. There are lots of bands and different stalls etc. We go into a small, dark, dingy shed. (We being me, and friend I and friend R) We are just chilling / talking in here. I know of a group of people just outside, and I know that they are not friendly. One of them comes in to retrieve a bag he left inside here, which is like a holdall type bag. He tells us there is a human skull inside, and we just say 'ok' because we don't want any trouble. The group are young, hooligan type kids (god I sound old) who have guns. The young guy gets offensive and pulls out his gun, but my friend I takes it off him. There is no struggle, more like a nervous tension. I plays with the gun, asks the kid some questions while the kid answers them. I then aims the gun jokingly, and 'accidentally' shoots the kid several times. Although he is not hurt, they shots are close and nearly hit him every time, so the kid takes the gun back. Now he has it back, the kid dos the same; talks about the gun and aims it at people. I panic, assuming he will end up shooting someone. He shoots at me, and I get scared but he tells me not to be scared, and that my jumper is too baggy, and will catch the shots before they get to me. Amazingly he's right.

[Dream 2 - Lucid dream

I woke and wrote my previous dream (see above) I needed a pee so I went to the toilet and came back. As I lay down, I attempted to WILD. I was very hot and had to stop to remove covers then continue. (I always get hot when I WILD?) I start 'feeling' a dream, talking with friends, playing with my friends cat. To keep myself aware, I start 'rubbing' my friend's sofa that I am sat on while this dream forms. (Dream sofa, I am really in bed) However the dream is not solid yet. Suddenly, I am in a fully fledged dream and don't know how I got here! However I am fully lucid. Unlike my last lucid, I do not panic and I stay calm. But I think this is due to a lower level of awareness. So I'm walking with my partner (let's call him 'N') down the road, I fear there was more to the beginning of this lucid but alas, I have forgotten. I am telling N that I am dreaming. He doesn't believe me, but does ask me some questions to test me. I tell him let's get a train, so take him to the train station. As we walk there, I am amazed by the details my mind has come up with. The scenery etc. We get on the train and I see a pigeon close by, I try to touch it but it flies away. However I'm not bothered as I'm happy I am dreaming, so we hop on the train. As I walk by a DC, I stroke his face to feel the stubble on his face, he stares at me but doesn't seem to mind. We get off the train again, and I'm not sure where we have got off. I ask N if he believes me yet, he says no, but does seem to be thinking hard about it, like I am beginning to convince him. We have to go through a check-point before we can leave the train station (like guards on a gate) and as we approach I get horny. I get out my junk with the intent to present it to a DC when we arrive at the gate. N notices and asks me what I am doing. I suddenly realize I don't want to upset N, even if it is the DC version. So I put it away and pretend I wasn't doing anything. However N is very persistant, grabbing me and challenging me. I get a bit frustrated and suddenly N is as well. I fear he may become angry and ruin the dream, but I remember what I read on DV about making DCs do what you want, so I think of the most plausible thing I can and say 'N, aren't you supposed to be at the post office today? It shuts in like 5 minutes you better hurry!' N works for the PO. He suddenly realizes and rushes off, leaving me alone. I decide I am no longer horny after that charade, and progress through the gates into this new, unknown place. When entering this place (must have been a building, but I don't remember doors of any kind) I was almost speechless about how AMAZING it looked. Not necessarily real, but just very detailed, and beautiful. It was along the lines of a train station, mixed with a shopping centre, and maybe a pub or nightclub element to it too. I saw so much in here, simple wandering round that I have probably forgotten much of it. First of all, there were lights and displays. I think it was evening-ish time so these lights looked BEAUTIFUL, I really stared at them, noticing they were made of little lights, with a yellow glow. Reminded me a bit of Xmas lights. I was smiling madly, thinking 'this dream is awesome.' I then walked off, found some women searching in a fridge for their dinner while they were on a break. I searched for a little bit but then walked off. I was at a bit of a loss of what to actually do. I didn't even think of flying (dur) and even though I knew I was dreaming, I didn't do anything crazy or mind-blowing! I suddenly remembered the task of the month. I knew it involved walking through a mirror. I turned around, expecting to find a mirror, and taadaa! A lovely mirror. It was a bit high for me (I'm a shortarse) so I pulled myself up to it, and just stuck my head through boldly. At first I thought of a beautiful park scene, and thought 'don't think of that, cos then that's what you'll see!' however it wasn't, what I did see, was SPACE. Like, our universe, just black, and filled with stars and I could even make out the milky way. It was BIG. There were brightly coloured parrots flying through space, just casually flying around, in all directions, kind of slow. The vastness of the space scared me however, and I decided there was no way I was climbing in there! So I pulled my head out. It was hard to get out, like I would somehow fall in, and for a minute I was stuck, but a very nice young DC, who had black hair and a friendly smile pulled me out. I thanked her and told her the mirror was 'all hers.' So she climbed up and stuck her head in too!
I walked off again, repeating over and over that I would remember the mirror for the TOTM, determined not to forget. I followed rooms in this building, not going in them but reading the signs above the doors, observing the DCs going on with their lives. I came across a large photo booth (the type you get passport photos printed instantly on) but it was 4 or 5 times bigger. I went inside, and realized you were supposed to sit on the tacky-looking plastic sofa (it was an old, battered machine) and put money in, then a person would have a conversation with you about anything you liked. I found this silly and walked out, the thought crossed my mind that if I pulled the curtains, I could have some 'adult fun' in this booth. But I decided against it, not wanting to end the dream early. I walked up some stairs, running my hands along the metal pole at the sides, and finding it very metal-like. I found a room which I spent some time reading the sign above it, but have now forgotten what it said. A young guy walked past, and I got horny again. Figuring I'd just go for it, I walked up and asked him if he fancied some fun. He ignored me, but clearly wasn't interested. He wasn't even that good looking, but for some reason I persisted, taking his hand and placing it down my pants. He was clearly uncomfortable with this, and gave me a terrible look which made me question my morals. However I knew I was dreaming, so kept telling myself he wasn't really upset and it was just my mind telling me its not nice to do things like this to strangers! However the guys dad suddenly appeared, concerned where his son was. His dad looked mad so I left! While walking away, I thought 'hey, I haven't had to stabilize this dream once!' So I rubbed my hands together to practice, and the whole place lit up, and became a bit clearer. However this faded again as soon as I stopped rubbing my hands. I already thought everything was clear, but now it had been clearer and gone back again it seemed a little unclear. (If that makes sense) I shouted stabilize! But my dream began to fade, I shouted it again, this time with NOW on the end, and summoning up as much confidence and courage as I could. The dream came back. I had a few more seconds of walking around, then blackness began to set in. I tried spinning, but I couldn't do it, it was really hard! I couldn't even get close, I tried rubbing my hands again, and this was better, but in the end I just gave up, and let myself wake up. I figured it was the end.

When awaking, I could have gone straight back into a dream again, I didn't move or open my eyes. However I wanted to write in my DJ, I didn't want to lose the dream! So I got up. Although this dream was clearly lucid, it didn't feel as real as the first time I had a lucid dream. I think this is why I was a lot more in control, because it wasn't so shockingly life-like. Don't get me wrong, it was pretty amazing. I feel annoyed that I didn't do more, and super annoyed that I let my penis get in the way of a decent dream.

Dream 3 - Non Lucid dream

My cousin 'C' has come to stay fr a few days. I got on well with him (he annoys me in RL) and we had lots of people who were crowding round to see / meet us, like we were famous or something. More him then me. We were talking about going to a music concert while he was here, I told him Linkin Park were playing, but he wanted to see Rhianna. I thought 'he used to have decent taste in music...'. There was some sort of parade going by, with lots of drunk people watching and celebrating. I have a fish tank with lots of shrimp but no fish. I complain about this and someone tells me to draw some fish, put them inside and they will come to life. I start doing this, but my cousin distracts me, as do our fans who keep watching us / asking us questions.


***NOTEWORTHY***
LUCID DREAM!!!
WBTB / WILD
TASK OF THE MONTH?
Festivals / concerts YET AGAIN - DS
Cousin hasn't visited for a while

02.06.2012

6th Lucid dream, Crystal clear, and flying success! (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was walking on a street that I hadn't seen before.

I've been doing a new kind of reality check, wich seems to be working very well. I might go into further details if i can make it work better.

I thought to myself, "This might be a dream.". I was walking on a overpass, where there was highway under. I was looking at the cars, while still thinking to myself, am i dreaming?

I looked at my hands, and counted my fingers. 1,2,3,4,5,6... 6?
I looked again, yep, there was 8 fingers on my one hand, and as allways, they where deform, and placed weirdly.

LUCID!
I thought to myself, "wow, I'm really having and LD.". But i also remembered to calm down, because I've allready tried waking once from over excitement, and I didn't want to do it again. I plugged my nose just to make sure i was actually dreaming, and yep, I could also breath through that.

I stopped walking, looked at my hands, and tried to pick out the details. IT WAS SO CLEAR! I honestly don't think I needed to clarify it, but i did. I looked at every little line i had on my hands, and i yelled, "Clarify, NOW!". I looked up, and everything seemed just like waking life!

I walked around a corner, and into some school concrete area. My mom was standing there for some reason. I said to her that I was going to fly, and she was like "cool, good luck.".

I ran forward, flapped my arms, and jumped.
And for the first time ever, had succes with actually flying in an LD.
i didn't go that far, or that high, but I know I could've if I wanted. That's a nice feeling .

So i flew a couple of times, and that was cool. I though to myself, "I should totally jump off a roof, and start flying mid-air. So I found a roof, but got a surprise when i got there. My friends was sitting at a bench right besides the house.

I said hi to my friends, and asked them if they wanted to learn to fly, only one of them said yes. I then took him by his arm and walked up a roof, yes, walked. It was a really weird roof, but it was perfect for jumping, so who cares ?.

I tried making him fly a bit, but it didn't rreally succeed. I then told him goodbye, because I wanted to do something else.

at this point, the dream was starting to fade.

I then said bye to my mum, and went onto the roof, jumped down, and flew off. I didn't get very far, until I woke up.

But there it is! My 6th LD!
This one was crystal fucking clear too! Nothing like the other ones.

I remember "waking up" with my intention focused on writing my recalled dream. Which i could recall at the time and wrote it down easily. A day later I looked back in my dream journal to read the dreams I have recorded. To my surprise i could not find my recalled dream from the night a day ago. The dream I had written down was gone.. strange.. i didnt even know false awakenings were as vivid as they are..

I went to my fiancé's family's house, and they had a Korean horse. I used to horseback ride when I was young, so I took the horse out and hopped on it. It wasn't wearing a saddle, it only had a bridle and no reins. I was comfortable when the horse was trotting, but then it began galloping. I tried to make the horse stop with commands and by pulling on the mane, but the horse was having none of that. The horse leaped up into the air. It jumped much higher than any of the houses or powerlines. I clutched onto the mane, hoping to stay on the horse. The horse continued jumping several more times, and time seemed to slow down when we were high in the sky. Eventually the horse was satisfied and I scrambled off of it.

My fiancé suddenly had a little sister, and she was having her first period. She was very uncomfortable. Her father was trying to hand her a tampon, and I told him that a pad would probably be better to use in the beginning. The father and sister left to go work out the pad issue, and I saw my pet pig, Hamlet, in the house. Hamlet had been transported all the way to Australia for me! He was contained in a ferret playpen. Hamlet seemed to have mixed feelings about seeing me, I'd try to pet him but he kept nipping at my fingertips.

I started reading a book, and it documented conversations between my fiancé's little sister, and the little sister's real life older sister. First they were discussing periods. Then the real older sister brought up lucid dreams out of the blue and related it to periods.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) Some dream with my mom and my dad and at a certain point my mom starts talking about lucid dreams. She said she had read some article which made her feel that maybe she actually has lucid dreams and simply isn't aware of it. I told her it's possible not to remember them on waking up, but that when we are having them, we know for sure. That's when I realized we were dreaming right there. So I told her we were dreaming and it became a shared lucid dream (not confirmed). Then I gave her a briefing about lucid dreams, what things tend to make us loose lucidity, etc. Then we went further, discussing the content of the dream itself. It was clearly my dream, the place was one of my recurrent dream scenarios and I showed her around, explaining the different variations that the scenario sometimes have.
She asked what was that place and I said I honestly don't know. It's some building I don't remember ever having seen in RL, but which became the scenario for some of the most opressive dreams I ever had.
It's a modern building with infinite floors above and under ground level, with crossed stairways in different directions and no doors to the outside. I explained to her how I overcame the opression of these dreams and now, this recurrent dream is no longer a nightmare, but just some scenario I can dispose of, like any other.
(...)

This wasn't my first lucid dream, but it was the most vivid and longest lasting so far (felt like 10 minutes). I actually had two different episodes of lucid dreams. The first wasn't fully lucid, I was in the Noodle Express or something like it. For no reason, I started to wonder if I was dreaming. I thought about just blasting the guy behind the counter in the face to see if I was dreaming, but didn't just in case. Anyways, I continued about not really knowing if I was dreaming, and then I had a false awakening. I thought I woke up in reality, so I did the DEILD technique and went straight into a lucid dream. I rolled out of my body, stood up, and looked around the room. I did some RC's by looking at the furniture, turning away, and then turning back. They would all be rearranged or absent. I proceeded to walk downstairs and out the back door of this house. Outside there were a few massive raging rivers in a line to my left. I walked along side them and observed the scenery. There were rolling mountains with massive rivers and lakes weaving in-between them; the sky was red and orange. I stood there for what felt like a couple minutes just looking. I turned back and the path I had taken changed. The river had slightly flooded it and now there were trees in the way. I started running through the water and I could feel it splashing on my legs and arms as if I were awake. As I went by the trees I lightly ran my hands across them and they felt just like trees. I went back inside the house (don't know why I didn't stay outside and fly or do something cool) and things started to get weird. My friend and his girlfriend were there and they thought I was stoned. I went along with it and joked about how high I looked. I looked away from them and a trail of their image followed and then faded. I went back upstairs, and I could tell I wouldn't be lucid much longer. Grainy black dots started to appear through everything as if I was starting to see my inner eyelids. I then closed my eyes, thought about myself in my bed, shook my head and I instantly woke up with the details of this lucid dream crystal clear

2006/2007
[This dream was developed into a story because it was just so dang cool!]

This one was strange in that I became aware that I was dreaming BUT I was not participating. I watched my dream and it was frankly, annoying while it was happening. I even woke up twice and when I fell back to sleep, the dream continued and I was awake. I was exhausted when I finally woke in the morning.

Okay, I found myself on a table (yeah, me and tables and gray rooms, go figure) in an unfamiliar place. My head hurt bad and I immediately felt threatened. I snuck out of this room and as I was running down a hallway, naked, yeah, naked, men in black burst out of no where and began chasing me. I ran until I got outside and people stared at me and some screamed. I didn't even care that I was naked at that point because I knew I had to get away from these men in black. (do I watch too many alien movies, maybe?)

This whole time I am totally aware that I am dreaming and I can't STOP watching my dream. It was awful because I wasn't getting rest. It was like having your eyes pinned open and being forced to watch a movie. It would suck!

So, I am out on the street and notice that things are weird. The buildings are mostly all glass and very tall skyscrapers. The cars are flying and not on the street. Although some come down to land. As I'm taking all this in the men in black bust out of the building and I glanced over my shoulder to see this one man in black pull a lipstick like silver tube out of his jacket pocket. He pointed it at me and the dang thing shot a beam out of it and vaporized part of the sidewalk! I freaked! I took off running and crossed the street - where there weren't any cars - and ran smack dab into Mel Gibson!!! Yep! He grabbed me by the shoulders and looked me up and down - I was naked and suddenly felt erm, a bit exposed. He threw his jacket over my shoulders [how chivalrous] and then asked me what was wrong. I tried to pull away but he had a tight grip on me. Then, the obnoxious men in black barreled toward me with their lipstick weapons drawn and pointed at my head!

He saw them and pulled me down and to the side. We ran through a restaurant and then out the back. Finally we lost them or they gave up - I don't much know. But at some point, I may have fainted and he carried me back to his place. When I woke up, I was confused and my head hurt like a son-of-a-gun.

Mel must have heard me wake and came to my side. I asked if he had an aspirin and he looked at me like I had two heads. I asked again, you know, an aspirin, something to take away the pain in my head. He said, he didn't know what an aspirin was but he could take away the pain. He left and returned with this thing that looked like a thermometer - the kind that go in your ears. He moved it to my temple and I pulled back. He looked perplexed and I said, that doesn't go there. He said, your head hurts right? I asked what it was and he said it was a pulsejet. I was like okay whatever. And he put the thing to my head and it zapped a bit of electrical current or something into my temple and my head stopped hurting.

He asked me if I had a place to stay. I said no. He then asked why those men were chasing me and I explained I had no idea and that I had woken up on this table. I had children and a husband back in my...time...life..world? I began looking around his apartment. The entire room had glass for walls and they were darkened like sunglasses darken when they are exposed to sunlight. He eventually gave me sweatpants, socks, and a t-shirt to wear. But as I looked around I realized things here were advanced. The lipstick guns, the windows, the flying cars and I asked him the year. I don't remember the year now, but I know it was in the future. I sort of freaked out on Mel and he stared at me like I was nuts, which of course, I probably seemed nuts. We stayed here for a few days ( and oh my God it seemed FOREVER in my dream because I could NOT shut it off!!!!). I made breakfast, snooped around, noticed a video type of phone. He called someone and asked this person to come see me. That freaked me out because I didn't trust anyone.

It went on this way for awhile - just day to day stuff. And at some point I ended up in bed with Mel. Yeah. That was not awful. Funny thing is, in real life, I do not find Mel attractive. Apparently, dream me, did. And I began having all these internal struggles because I wondered if I had just cheated on my husband...what about my kids....but they weren't here and I had no idea how to get back.

So, after spending time with Mel, growing quite close and intimate with Mel, he finds someone that knows about me...or what happened to me. It was a mistake. They - this corporation/government - was trying to send someone into the past but when they did that, somehow, I ended up in the future. They did not know how to send me back.

They found us - and Mel saw them coming through some sort of video device. We bolted and ended up in a minivan - I have NO idea why - that had another family riding in it. The men in black chased me and Mel. The family in the minivan got shot up, I think. And at that point - I woke up. EXHAUSTED!!!!!!

2007/2006


This was my first lucid dream or one of my first. I had no particular method to recall dreams when this one occurred, nor had I been attempting LDing. What I had been doing was meditating using Metamusic with Binural Beats. I believe I was in the early stages of meditating when this dream occurred.

I went to bed at night, as usual, and during sleep, dreamed that I was in a gray room, where there were three metal tables and three other women. The edges of this room could not be seen as they appeared too dark or too blurry. The lighting was very dim. I noticed that one woman was lying prostrate upon one of the metal tables to my right. Another woman, stood to my left, and she was preparing herself to lie down upon the table. The middle table was for me. To the right of all three tables stood a woman. I felt that she belonged here, whereas the two women near the tables and I did not belong in this world. The woman was waiting for me and I knew I had been here before. I also knew what was expected of me. This all felt very dream-like but yet I had some sense I was dreaming; however, I was not 'conscience'.

I walked towards this woman, turned my back to her, lifted my hair, and then she did something to my neck. I let my hair fall back down and walked to the middle table. Looking toward the first lady that had been standing when I entered this room, I noticed she was now lying down. I hopped up onto the table; which reminded me of a doctor's examination table or those metal food carts that you see on airplanes, but larger. It was rather warm considering it's appearance. I think this is where I began to wake up but yet I was still not in control - still not fully alert.

As I lay upon the table, I felt myself slip out and up from my body - like a shooting scarf, or bit of smoke. My point of view changed. I was above the tables. Below me, was this flattened, clothed figure lying upon the middle table. The figure looked like a squeezed, empty tube of toothpaste. Then, I looked at the face. It was me. I recognized it as me but became confused because I was hovering above this figure.

It was at this point that I became lucid - during the confusion. I looked at the body on the table and had a conscious thought: If that was me on the table, then what do I look like now? I purposefully brought my left hand up and waved it before my eyes. My hand was a translucent gold, filled with tiny bits of golden glitter that sparkled. I was in awe, and my mind just began reeling. I felt elated and so light. All my senses kicked in, and I was awake - in my dream. Over and over I thought, I'm so beautiful. Look how beautiful I am.

In the next moment, a voice gently chided me. It may have been my own, I am not certain. But it said, "Stop admiring yourself. You have work to do." And with that thought or that acknowledgement, I became determined. My entire being was filled with utter peace, lightness, and I had no sense of this world...not my husband, not my children, not any problem at all. I felt completely accepted and loved. I have tried to 'feel' that since and it is nearly impossible to do.

In my dream, I thought, I am here to help someone and the next instant I was moving. My body was like smoke or wind. I flew above these people that seemed to be working in an office. They were all at desks. Some of them were in chairs that rolled, and they rolled from their desks to filing cabinets while keeping the handsets of phones tucked between their shoulders and cheeks. It was all movement below me. But I knew I wasn't there for these people. I was to meet someone else.

I could feel wind over my form and seemed to move with a thought. I remember loving the freedom and the unbelievable lightness.

The woman I was to help stood at the bottom of a staircase. I floated up to her. She was elderly, terrified, and crying. I wondered why she was so frightened and tried to comfort her but soon realized that she couldn't see or hear me. It became a sort of puzzle - how was I supposed to help someone that had no idea I was there? I floated in front of and behind her and then settled on floating slightly behind her.

She took tentative steps toward the top of the staircase, which seemed like any concrete staircase with a black metal railing, in any typical office building. I understood that I was to get her to the top of the stairs - and calm her down. How was that to be done when I was like the wind? This all felt so real and so alive. Yet, the whole time I had this feeling of utter peace and love and had no recall of earth. If that makes ANY sense.

I began sending her - or perhaps thinking is a better word - love and comfort. I felt her fear and her trepidation, but it never changed my overall emotional status of utter peace. This woman, with white hair, slowly made her way to the top of the staircase. I felt her fear ease until she reached the last step. As I hovered near her, I too saw the top of the landing. It was a cloud-like environment and brightly lit. Off in the distance was a bridge. Yeah, corny, I know. I thought so in the dream too but yet, I knew she had to cross it. It was an arched bridge like one you might see at a Putt-Putt course. Beneath this bridge was nothing but I expected there to be a small stream. On the other side of the bridge, was a heavier fog. I could see nothing beyond the bridge. I knew I was not to travel over the bridge and knew that no matter how hard I might try, I would not be able to get on the bridge. Strangely, I had no desire to try.

The woman's fear rose when she took in her surroundings, and I was reminded that I was there for her. I needed to calm her and get her to cross the bridge. I thought, everything will be all right. Go on. And I kept thinking that. It was strange because - being conscious in a dream - in such a BIZARRE world but being able to take things in and feel and think is just WEIRD and WONDERFUL at the same time.

Anyways, I watched the woman shuffle her way to the bridge. As she stepped on the bridge, her fear vanished, and she was enveloped by the fog or clouds. The next thing I felt was being sucked backwards. It was like a trigger - her crossing the bridge. I was being sucked backwards, like liquid through a straw. Then, I opened my eyes. I was lying in bed. My husband was still asleep. And I felt awful! All the weight of the real world fell in on me. All my problems - the gravity of this world - the flaws I have and the complete love, acceptance, and warmth was gone.

I tried so many times to return to that world - to that dream - but have never been able to replicate that one. I had others, but never that one. It occurred more than five years ago now. I have had several DILDs since, but that was my introduction to becoming lucid while dreaming.

My dream starts with me in my bedroom getting up to go to the restroom. I look at my digital alarm clock and notice I can't read it. Being a pro, I'm all like "I'm probably dreaming since I can't read this, I'll look closer to make sure" Sure enough there aren't even any numbers on the clock it just glows red a little. So, bam lucid! Well sorta at least. I then went to use the restroom still. Get in there and go to hit the light switch and it doesn't work. Being pro again I'm like "O ya, dreaming. Should go do something cooler than take a piss" (Note to self; dream pissing?) So I go downstairs and remember I want to try calling some one in a dream. I grab a phone and see that it only has 3 buttons talk, hang up, and 0. I planned on calling the operator anyway.(Connection?) I call and the lady on the other line tells me there is a problem with my line and it needs to be fixed. I agree with her and ask her to do so. I loose the next moment and it looks like I have given up on my call with the operator. Instead I'm heading outside. Its light out but its also raining, plus my yard has been replaced by a kickass forest of giant trees. I walk outside into the rain, strangle I didn't get wet at all. Didn't think about this till after my dream. I come across a house in the woods when I remember some one here talking about controlling the weather. So I try the same. I couldn't get the rain to stop but I could get it to kick up a notch. In fact I started trying to swirl the clouds into a cyclone but I guess I over did as after a few swirls of the clouds I woke up.