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INT. SEASIDE VILLA - NIGHT

Rescue helicopters head out to sea on a mission during a storm. I know that their rotors have more than four blades a piece--even though they are in flight. (Perhaps my consciousness has a high frame rate or a high-speed shutter?) The waves encroach upon the house as the tide comes in. Peering out the open French windows, I worry about tsunamis, as in past dreams.

Dreams? You mean, like this one? Why, yes, this is a dream, isn't it?

Lucidity.

A wave washes toward the house, almost touching the wall. I ignore my surroundings and try to achieve stability by rubbing my hands together. This is the first time I actually remember to try the technique. I can feel my astral hands rubbing together, but I don't know if it helped me stay asleep. Next I try to spin around, but I can't. Then I awake.

As I lie awake, the purple afterglow remains a while: This time, instead of origami, it is an image of what looks like a hurricane seen from space, or a spiral galaxy, rotating counter-clockwise. I see individual flakes of purple or fat violet stars swirling lazily around at a period of perhaps ten seconds per rotation—although only about six seconds elapse. I close my eyes tightly and the image persists. The plane of the galaxy is tilted down about thirty degrees from edge-on. It finally fades. I note that the content of the purple window relates generally to the storm in the dream.

That thumping sound you hear is my patting myself on the back in congratulation for having averaged one LD per week in the past month!

Rather late but...

Relevant Part:

I gazed out the window aimlessly in an endeavour to ignore the massive crowd enveloping me...
Suddenly it clicked. I became lucid. I attempted to fly through the window, but failed, instead bumping my head.
I strived once more after reaffirming my lucid state. I had 10 fingers on one hand!
This time I succeeded and after a brief float through the air, I landed myself on a vibrant green lawn.
After an unsuccessful attempt at remembering TOTY, an elderly man suddenly appeared beside me.
I remember the TOTM and ask "Whose dream is this?"
He thought for a while, and then responded "Yours, mine and his in truth"

See personal DJ.

I'm on a train with my family. We approach a city with massive buildings that pierce through the clouds. We are above the clouds and see the tops of some buildings. The train is on rails that go through these buildings like some sick rollercoaster. I feel the G-forces as the train makes hard turns inside the dark tunnels going through the buildings. I tell my dad "Can't help but think how many little parts of the system could fail and kill us all. This is why I hate cities." He doesn't answer. The hard turns and tunnels continue. I fear death, but another voice in the back of my mind whispers "Thousands of engineers spent countless hours to make everything safe. Trust them." This logical side can't silence my fears.

We arrive at the station, which is on top of a building. We are amazingly high up. The place looks like an airport. My dad has too much to carry, while I have nothing. I take some of his burden to help; I carry his laptop briefcase. We don't follow the path we are supposed to take and the asian staff panics a bit about it.

Out of nowhere, my dad pulls out a silenced pistol, grins and shoots a man. My dad would not do that, is my first thought. My second thought is "Take cover!" since he aims at me next, still grinning. I run behind some metal pillars, like something you would use on a bridge. My dad stands still and shoots at the pillars. I'm confused and afraid.

"No." I tell myself. "This is enough." Lucidity brings some confidence, and I decide to face my father. I come out from my cover and meet my father, who has transformed into a monster like the ones in Gears of War games. He's about twice as big as before. One of his arms is a rocket launcher. He takes aim. I keep walking towards him and hold my hand out block the rocket. "I'm indestructible." I tell the dream, and it is so. The rocket hits me and explodes, but I am truly immortal in my current form. I touch the monster that was my dad and force him to transform back. The being fights my will for a while, but eventually turns back into my dad. He doesn't say anything and looks confused. I hold him and help him off the airport.

Too Dark

FA, in a strange room, Rc, by checking how light everything feels.The room is too dark I feel like I'm losing the dream. I find a spot on the floor lit by the window moonlight and place my hand there to incorperate more sense and maybe try time dilation. But before I do anything the dream fades. I feel my hand reaching out again before I lose the dream.


Flying

Not lucid but I was walking with a group of people when it's sunny outside. I proppeled myself in the air and started floating down the street instead of walking. was lucid briefly but forget what happens after.

Abstract

I was on a youtube channel about urban exploration. Found myself outside somewhere. I was opening a door into a tunnel for urban explorers to get through??? This dream makes no sense.

Imagery

Long dream about watching a movie about friends i had from highschool. It wasn't very interesting. Something about my friend making a video game map and naming islands after his friends. I had my name by an island.

Two lucids in as many nights!

EXT. HIGHWAY - NIGHT

A large redwood tree has fallen over a highway but cars are able to pass under it. One car stops and "glitches" jerkily, as when a random pedestrian turns into Agent Smith in The Matrix. Then it drives backwards, returning to the fallen tree. (Did the car travel back in time?) The glitchiness and backwardness of the situation triggers short-lived lucidity. (See yesterday's DJ entry.)

What a good way to start the year: A lucid dream and a false awakening―all in one night!

EXT. CHILDHOOD FRONT YARD - SUMMER DAY

A very loud WWII bomber flies overhead, towing a smaller aircraft behind it. The bomber grows in size (or comes closer). I see that it is a B-29. Then it becomes a six-engine B-36 Peacemaker. One or two of the propellers are feathered. Suddenly I notice that the aircraft is flying backwards. Perhaps this confusion is due to the fact that the real B-36's engines were mounted on the back of the wing? (This one's were not.) At any rate, the idea of a plane flying backwards jars me into lucidity. But I am unable to do anything with my newfound conscious state because I wake up immediately. Or is it a false awakening? Because I sleep again and dream a false awakening in which I am writing my lucid dream in my bedside dream journal--with two very large L's in the margin, denoting lucidity.

I lied down around 8 am , and started to drift off, but after like 10 minutes I heard some noise I suspected to come from nearby the house , so I went and checked. Nothing. That happened like 2-3 times.
I went back and lied down , placed myself in a comfy position and started to drift off though I was still minimally lucid. And then I started to hear the noises and started to feel the pressure on me . I didnt mind it , just repeated to myself to give in to the comfort and just go with it. As I got more comfortable a full blown sleep paralysis kicked in , heard weird screeching noises that you can hear when a pc glitches. It was a bit scary but as I repeated the mantra to myself, I kept going with it .
This time it was unusually long, it may have been 10-20 seconds long , in the middle of it I tried to get out of my body using rope technique. Nothing happened. Then I tried to float out of my bed , and it happened, or so I felt, but in the moment I opened my eyes, I was back in my bed . I was still in paralysis so I quickly closed my eyes and concentrated on staying comfortable, and so It continued. Then it ended slowly, and suddenly my eyes were open.

I was in the dream. It was spring , the wind was blowing in from outside the curtains were flying with the breeze. It was comfortable and nice. I quickly got up , it was a surprise to me that it was suddenly night in the dream but I knew that this is a dream. I tried to open a portal by saying "to the central park!" because my house was empty and it creepy so I wanted to teleport to central park in New York but it didn't work . Then I walked outside the house where I found a guy ,who I started to speak with. Unfortunately at this point the dream fell apart , and I woke up. The dream was vivid and it felt amazing despite the shortness of it.

It's interesting how the dream does not summon demons and all sorts of crazy things when I'm scared ,even if I expect one to pop up any time.

Another thing I observed is that most of my lucids ended when I got distracted and started to talk to a DC . I wonder why is that.
Next time I will surely use my phone to teleport, and take time to stabilize and think what to do .

Dream Post #3

I had a dream that I was in this unknown kitchen with a vicious male rottweiler. He would try to bite me after charging towards me, but I would quickly jump over him. I jumped incredibly high, at one point, and landed onto the top of a refrigerator. The refrigerator was incredibly tall, so I felt safe. I sat at the top bent over because the ceiling was literally right above me, and I watched as the dog paced back and forth. At one point, I distracted the dog with some kind of toy before determining whether it was safe to jump down. The dog began acting like an innocent puppy towards me, and I pet its head.

As I started walking, the scene changed and I was outside. Something triggered my lucidity, and I realized that I was dreaming. I was outside a house that appeared to be my own, but there was a giant hedge to the right of me and I think the driveway was black. I remember staring at this large tree and focusing in on the details of the bark. It was strange...when I looked at the bark of the tree (which was very realistic), each piece of bark would constantly change positions upon me darting my eyes around, almost as if I was looking at some illusion.

I then found myself laying down where I actually was laying down in the real world. I instantly knew I was dreaming, and decided to get up. What was weird was that when I did, I jumped out of my "physical body" and saw "myself" sleeping on the couch. I began flying around the room until I got to a door with a window leading to my backyard. That was when I decided to try phasing through the window...and I did, but it was also strange! As soon as I put my face on the window, it began to stretch like plastic. I could feel the force of the window on my face before it suddenly snapped, and I spun outside of my house.

I stopped myself in the air and turned around to look back through the window. That was wen I saw my mom come into the room I was sleeping in and walk towards "me" to get something off the couch. She couldn't see the "dream me" at all, even when I was hovering right next to her. I decided to see what my grandmother was doing on the second floor, and used the outside crown-molding that was around the door to catapult myself upwards. I stopped myself at my grandmother's window and looked inside her room, but the room looked way different for some reason. Everything was out of place, and the walls were white (they're pink). Grandma was in there, but I forgot what she was doing. I looked at her television and saw that she was watching one of her old crime shows.

Usually, most of the stories I've read about an out-of-body experience stated that it was difficult to force yourself out of your "physical body", but it felt pretty easy.

In an american like city in winter I've been walking around , I met a guy, he looked like the chubby average gamer guy , then we made eye contact and started to walk in circles like if we are about to fight. I asked who is he to which he said that he wont let me know who he is ,and ran away, he threw objects mostly clothes at me as a distraction , I tried to chase him but he got away. He got me inside this weird little room full of rugs and other objects, I tried to break out of it using the force, I concentrated, thing started to float around me , but it didnt work . I lost my lucidity then shortly after that I woke up.

He was pretty swift, knew how to use telekinesis and summoning objects.
When he answered my question , it was like a mix of speech and thoughts. It felt so weird like if someone says something into your head and you can sense it ,hear it.

this dream I'm side scrolling then I get suck into a vortex where cosmic darkness engulf my whole body the dark then envelops into imploding star light the light and the darkness tug and pull out each other as I'm trying to become lucid as my lucidity start I get suspended in the air then I see a circle of green light the green light then becomes

neurons as atom particles that get minded away when I'm trying to jolt awake I'm in animation then I start jerking my physical body from my dream body trying to wake up cause the light fixtures were becoming to condescending so I'm trying to pull my my psychical body from my dream persona as I become lucid my dream become an developing white light and I can still feel my body with air pressure floating in the air as the light shimmers into a dark fade I awake where the light start spurting on its own and when I wake up my pants are wet from peeing on my self

The following lucid dreams were not extremely vivid, but were numerous (for me) and groundbreaking nonetheless. Although I forgot to do any stabilization techniques or RCs, I remembered to yell "More Lucidity Now!" and ask several DCs if they were my dream guide! All in all, it was an eventful night.

In the beginning of the night I had a few nonlucids, which I have little memory of. The first I can remember was in a humongous supermarket -- I'm starting to add skewed, elongated, or infinite spaces as one of my dream signs -- I was with a girl and possibly others down a long aisle that reminded me of the pet food/accessories aisle in Walmart irl. I wrote down in my DJ that I asked the girl something about dream characters, but I can't remember anything more specific.

Note: That night I went to sleep on my parent's couch, tired after a long day, tried a glass of apple juice as an oneirogen for the first time, and took .75mg of melatonin.

The first lucid dream I had started in a dark room. I could see two silhouettes in the lighted doorway -- a woman and a man. At first they were completely dim, but soon their silhouettes had horizontal rainbow stripes projected on them. I asked them repeatedly if they were my dream guide, and after that they left. I freed myself from standing still and walked through the doorway. It was an office-like room with a circular table in the middle. The lighting wasn't bright, but wasn't all the way dim -- the best way I can describe it was a blue overcast. On the central table and possibly throughout the office were full-sized Christmas trees (not the ones you put on tables as decorations). There were 20-30 people (workers?) sitting around the central table and at other desks along the walls which had large '50s era computers and control desks from a disaster movie lining them. There was an older lady who either had white hair or was bald. I got the feeling she was mean. I asked her if she was my dream guide and she responded with a scowl (I don't remember her saying anything -- possibly she mouthed something and didn't verbalize it?). I screamed "More Lucidity Now!". I don't remember the dream getting noticebly more vivid, but the old woman looked physically hurt after I said it. I screamed it again, and each time I screamed it, she got angrier and her face started running with blood from her scalp. Despite this, she seemed alright and she wasn't directly confrontational with me (she either walked off or faded out -- I can't remember). I believe this dream came from watching The Santa Clause (1 & 2) with my family.

The next dream, I was in a large, dimly lit brick room (not red brick, this was more like the beige brick of an old Italian house) with an open window. I maneuvered out of it and sat on the ledge, then reached above where I knew there would be a broom (I hadn't planned this or thought it out -- this sort of makes me think that the beginning of this could have been a dream *about* having a lucid dream rather than a lucid dream, but when I awoke I was convinced it was lucid the whole time!). Looking out, I could see many of these blocky buildings expanding out horizontally. In front of me it seemed like these buildings were actually raised high up because there was a sort of drop off point with a ~100ft radius. I grabbed the broom and flew down off the windowsill. It felt amazing! I remember trying to figure out the rules for flying as I was flying, and the actual mechanics changing dynamically -- I could feel my conscious mind working it out -- does the right hand stabilize while the left pulls up? Which hand goes over the other? As I continued to fly I saw below me several stormtroopers infighting and the red lasers of blasters.

Next I had several chained False Awakenings. During each of these, I would wake up and reach out for the chair that was pulled up to the couch irl, and grab the number 2 pencil and 8.5x11 sheet of paper (not there irl). Each time I did this I would write down my previous dreams. The first time, my grandpa stopped by and complained about something (it was still dark out). In the next FA, I wrote down this dream below the spot where (in the last FA) I had written down my previous dreams. But there was nothing written there! This triggered lucidity immediatelyI got up and walked into my parents' bedroom and put my hand over my mom's face (who looked somewhat like the old woman from my Christmas dream). After this, I talked to her about something (perhaps asked if she was my dream guide -- unsure).

In another FA, I got up, walked over to a picture frame that used to be near the kitchen in my childhood, and pressed my face against it. It was a reflective black and I could see other people's faces in it (in white). I tried with some success to summon specific faces, but the final one I was trying trying kept eluding me.

On the whole, these FA-sparked dreams in my house gave me quite a spooky vibe.

After this, there was a semi-lucid fragment where I was walking up a small, cramped staircase, but either my focus was waning and the visuals were dying, or, as part of the dream, there was a large black/white spot covering a portion of my vision like an eclipse.

I wrote in my DJ that I had several other fragments, some of which I felt were lucid, but I can't remember them now. I feel as though I might have returned to the supermarket from the beginning of the night and been lucid then, but I can't remember.

Note: there were points where, during the dreams, I wouldn't necessarily RC or spot a dream sign and then realize I was dreaming -- rather it was like I was lucid the whole time and I simply willed myself into a participatory role. This was an interesting feeling.

Because I'm unsure about the validity of some of these dreams, I'm going to mark the lucid count for this night as 4, which is amazing for me! I'm still excited about this two days later. Happy dreaming!

So it turns out I have been doing this all wrong for around 3 months. I have been setting an alarm after 5 hours' sleep, and have only been writing dreams down sporadically. Around 3 days ago I started watching a ton of videos by a youtuber named Tipharot. He mentioned it would be better using a vibrate alarm around 6 hours after sleep, not just 6 hours after getting into bed. He also recommends trying multiple techniques to get a lucid dream. Well this morning I turned off my loud alarm that would sort of jolt me awake a lot of times, and I just told myself I'd wake up after 6 hours / 5 am. I did set up a backup vibrate alarm for a bit after 6 hours, but I woke up naturally this morning.

Discord
Had a particularly bad session of Overwatch, so I went on discord to discuss my frustration. There were people saying Overwatch sucked at the moment because streamers were showing exploits in the game of mercy getting guaranteed critical hits any time she moved, and Junkrat keeping ult change if he just spammed it.

Baseball
I kept trying to hit tennis balls with a shovel? I wasn't successful and people kept laughing at me. I attributed it to me being new at it and the tennis balls being all dented.

Success!
I was going with the flow of a dream, and tried doing reality checks at one point, but they all failed. I was driving in a car and things started appearing around me. I asked if it was a dream, plugged my nose, tried putting fingers through palms, and none of it seemed off. A bit later down the road I snapped out of it and said "Wait. yes, this is a dream." I was a bit worried that the RCs hadn't worked, but I was focused mroe on stabilizing the dream, since it was very low quality. I just tried seeing more things. I got out of the car and rubbed my hands together. I smelled my armpit, I licked the ground, I even ate some grass. This did all stabilize the dream, but it wasn't extremely vivid. I guess it felt pretty real, but I have had much more clear and vivid dreams in the past. I walked inside this store and thought about my goals. I decided against searching for a dream guide, given my location and circumstance. I looked around the store and decided to grab an icee. I filled it up and walked up to the cashier. I knew I could just walk away with it, but I wanted to try a tip Tipharot taught. I said to the person "Thanks for the icee, the car is out front." She just sort of blankly responded with "Oh yeah..." and walked away. I noticed on my way out that the two employees looked like the same person.

I wanted to try this jedi mind trick again, so I walked up to another woman and said "Oh yeah, you were going to give me your shirt, weren't you?" She just called me a pervert and ran away. I tried summoning a portal to escape but had no success. I said aloud "Portal!" No effect. I then said it in my head- no effect. I took a bit of grass and threw it hard on the ground and shouted portal, but nothing showed up. I saw red and blue lights coming around the corner and I woke up.

More Overwatch
I couldn't see much. Almost everything was pitch black, except some people and objects. I got my bearings and found I was playing a variant of mei from Overwatch. I was racking up kills in no time, as I found nobody could see me, just as I couldn't see my surroundings. I came face to face with a widowmaker who had a new weapon. It was some sort of freeze ray that shot a slow projectile specifically for taking out meis. She fired almost all her shots into thin air. She was facing 90 degrees away from me and couldn't find where I was. I made myself visible, and she missed her last shot on me. She became furious, grabbed my neck and started yelling about my hero choice, my performance, the game, etc. I couldn't help but just smile, which made her more mad. I tried saving the moment using shadowplay, but then the dream ended. (Saves the last 3 mins game footage if you have a newer nvidia graphics card.)


My dreams were fairly difficult to recall, and were of a lower quality, but I haven't been dream journaling much and I am just getting the hang of it again. Quality should improve soon.

I've had some lucids over the past 2 weeks but have made no time to write them down until now.

Basement

Became lucid in the basement of a house. Ran outside looking for my house (whenever I'm lucid IN MY HOUSE, for some reason I assume it's the wrong house) I call out to Asuka a few times. I try Time Dilation instead (Have no idea if my/Hukif's method works, it gives a bit longer lucids but not by much.) I put my hand on the ground and count the spaces between my fingers (this method of counting is what works for me instead of staring at one spot.) Each time the amount of fingers i have doubles making more spaces to count as unit of time. The extra fingers look fake. I count to 90 but the counting seems super sped up. Then I see I have hundreds of tiny black fingers that are so small it's impossible to count between them. By now the distortions are crushing me so I jump really high to escape them. I land on the sidewalk and the dream begins to black out. (No panic here this is very common trying this method, I usually enter another dream instantly lucid.

FA, Instantly lucid in the basement. I find a mirror where I look like a woman. I try to take my top off to see myself but keep getting more shirts underneath. I start looking like my normal self again. Decide o look for Raven so I call out to her again, Walking through doors trying to make hem a portal to her dream.

I come out the front of the house. There's 2 women outside that look like fake Ravens. I ask them if they are raven. They look kind of scared and don't even answer. I say, "I know a way to prove you are not raven." So I attack them knowing raven would fight back. A woman who may have been asuka runs up to me and asks me to stop attacking children. I keep saying this isn't my house and none of these people are raven. Asuka says it IS my house. I still don't know it's Asuka so I decide to attack her next by taking her hair and throwing her by the hair a few houses down. I run up to her but she teleports me back to the basement. I run out the door again when I wake up.


Why is my dream self so violent and psycho???

Random lucid

I was in a basement in a giant building. I was on some weird sciency tech team studying parallel universes. Me and some woman go to the parallel universe through a door. We exit the building and both agree that this exit is in a different location than the one we are use to.

Some time later I'm running through a part of the building that is under construction. I find i can jump high and do Parkour stuff. This makes me lucid. And it transfers to outside some how. I start flying in the air and see an angelic being or Jesus, something like that so I decide to attack him for some reason?. I go to grab him but exit the dream.

Bjork explains

I fly down to some cabin in the woods type house that is also kind of fancy. Asuka is standing by Bjork. I tell Bjork I'm lucid now. She said she remembered something from the blank spaces she has between dreams, she remembered talking to her boyfriend. (the periods when awake apparently in this state she remembers waking life as if they are fleeting dreams). She says no wonder I was hesitant to be so involved. I told her that i read an interview where she mentioned a boyfriend. She touches y face and smiles. Her face changes from older to younger and tells me to just let these dreams be what they are. I say yes I'm fine with that. The dream ends fast.




Tricky

Me and my brother were in some weird building inside of a mountain. We kept going into an elevator that led to a giant spinning room where a ghost or something killed you and then you were teleported into the hallway again.

After a few times my brother went on ahead somewhere else. I ran into a group of guys wanting to try the same room. They told me you had to pour salt water on the ghost and handed me a glass. We all went into the spinning room, and when the ghost appeared we all poured salt water on it. It turned into a solid-ish girl with brown hair, maybe a friendly looking older Samara... if that's even possible. She smiled at me and I smiled back. Then gave me an evil mean face. One of the guys said That he thinks she likes me and I should ask her out. I just shrug and wake up.

Beam

I'm walking with Roland from the dark tower. We are in a rundown city with old rusted cars everywhere. We run into a guy by a mechanic shop wearing greased overalls. Roland asks him if he seen the path of the beam? The man saiys his basement was built to follow it a ways. Roland asks if his basement goes all the way to the dark tower? The man says no. Roland follows the man inside. I wait outside and look up in the sky and wonder why we can't see the path of the beam in the sky anymore?

Unsure what happened before becoming lucid. My field of vision is flat like a computer screen, alternatively flashing between blue and red flashing (like a computer screen) - there is a thin white rectangular border. Centered white or black text reads "Obek" (may have been in Cyrillic) and another word, but each time I read it the word changes. I can feel myself sliding along a fixed path. I pass into a small office building with a desk and a man to my left - reminds me of college. The man sitting at the desk has a scary face, not just intimidating or creepy but instilling great fear. I overcome it and reach out to touch his hand as I pass by him in the way I'm being pulled. Can feel the sensation of touching it distinctly. I slide through an open doorway and to a hallway leading left and right, the track takes me left. I am then turned around and taken backwards (in the same direction as I was coming from while going through the office) and I pass into a warehouse/art studio/garage type building (lots of stuff here - canvas draped over boxes, easels, concrete floors, foggy windows with light coming through). I go forward until I stop at a distorted mannequin standing up against some stacked crates. In retrospect the face was disturbing, but I didn't think about it at the time. I use my hands with pinching gestures to change the facial features into an attractive female (her body changes from mannequin to living flesh). She is wearing a tee shirt and panties. There is a brief sexual encounter and then I wake up promptly (after a feeling of closing my dream eyes).

I'm with my girlfriend at a party and we're holding a balloon that's shaped like lips (one of the shiny ones you get from Dollar Tree) and arguing. It's an outdoor party and it's night time. There are snakes on the ground and in the trees. The non-lucid portion of this dream lasts a while and I'm separated from my girlfriend. All of the sudden I sit down, touch the grass, and become lucid. Visual clarity intensifies, and I examine the dream characters more closely, especially a girl with black hair which seems to have this hazy red aura (as if it was a red underdrawing). I am looking around at all the characters when I look past the back fence at a house with a light on in one of the windows and the outline/silhouette of someone. I'm transported there and I continue to observe. It's a small room with a raised stage with white linen borders. There are several people in the crowd standing and watching, a lot of them dressed in white (not all though, some in normal clothes). On the stage there are three girls dressed in white. They begin to undress and I wake up.

I'll add more tomorrow, trying to scrounge through my notes from that time.

This was my first LD since joining DV!

I was looking out of the front door window of my childhood home (the drapes were pulled back, and the . It was a foggy night or early morning outside. I see my mom leaning up against the van she used to own, talking on her cell phone - the yard was longer than in reality (most spatial areas tend to be skewed and expanded in my dreams). It's also dark in my foyer, so I walk through into the living room. The furniture is a lot more crowded than my real living room, and I'm still psyched out from a previous dream about people hiding in my home, so I scan the dark room for signs of life. All of the sudden, I look at my hands and realize I'm dreaming!

Everything pops into vivid color. The dense furniture of the living room is gone and the only thing there is a long table close to the kitchen (the room is skewed longways). There's a huge amount of food on the table, so I approach it. I remember to rub my hands together, and the stabilization is amazing! The lights are now dim, but definitely on. I pick up a salt shaker, then a food item (an apple maybe?) remembering this tip, but it doesn't do much to stabilize the dream. While walking, my balance is kind of off (feeling all the sensations of my dream body is still new to me, as I've had plenty of brief moments of lucidity, but maybe 2-3 really vivid ones).

At this point I'm scared I'm going to lose the dream, so I fall to the ground on my hands and knees, and it helps a lot. I can hear a faint Christmas song coming from the kitchen (where the lights are off). I try to draw a door on the wood floors, and I see a faint white outline there, like when you press down on a computer screen. I wasn't clear with my intentions though, and halfway through drawing it, I get stuck somewhere between visualizing a deep ocean, then a deep ocean with a rock below and above. Because of my loose convictions, the door fails. I stand up and read a Christmas card that my family has taped to the door (or it might just be a decoration - they tend to do this kind of thing come Christmas). I remember what everyone says about text in dreams and read it once (nonse with a few real words in no clear order), then close it and read it again. The text changed! I thought, "Wow, that's neat!". Rather than fading back into a waking state, I feel as if I closed my dream eyes and simply popped into wakefulness.

As far as the process, I woke up about 5 hours into my sleep and used SSILD (I thought it was unsuccessful after doing it, as I was "too awake" and it took some time to get back to sleep). I'll definitely be doing this technique again! Although it was relatively short (20-30 seconds), it was one of my longest LDs yet! Very exciting stuff.

I also wrote some other non-lucid dreams in my phone, but I don't have time to transcribe them here right now. I'll try to be better about DJing, but I might have to add all entries for a week on a set day or something as it takes some time for me to write these out. That's it for now!