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Im laying in bed waiting to fall asleep right after wake back to bed and I starts to,actully hear my friends gutair in my head I know this means im falling asleep so I dont move it actully sounds like there talking across the room from me in my room I jump up out of bed and across from me were my sister bed should be is a old style radio from the 60s or somthing. So I look at my hand and it all curved up and I can stick my other finger right threw it it like my hand made out of goow or somthing I get out of bed and grap the radio and walk out my room I get to my kitchen and it seems to be the middle of the night the radio start to play realy loud so I chech my hand and to make shure it realy a dream my hand is still curved up so u walk out the front door in my underwear ,it brigjt out side like the,middle of the day around the house is,green feild,instead if LA I see a jet fly in the air about to crash black smoke is coming off of it I jump and fly up next to it and land on top of it I try to controle it to fly faster it does but begin to slow down I fly it in to space were its pitch black with a few stars and look at the earth im thinking I should not,be able,to breath but I can I grap the jet and throw it at earth expecting to blow it all up ,on impact the entire earth exploded kinds like the death,star in those old star wars moves. I relax floating in empty space with no gravity I see a peace of reckage come flying back at me I grap it and Imagion a nother earth behind me and ruen around. And there it is. I throw this reckage,at this,earth to just,to see it explode then fly away to a nothwr,earth but the closer I get it seems to be turning into a gray baren planet maybe a moon I enjoy fly around in circle and seeing the world flip around when I do]

The night of October 18th, 2012.

Some Pre-knowledge:
I got to bed really late that night, I went out to a bar and drank pretty heavily, which is why I'm so confused with this one. I'm confused as to why I remember so much of it. It was also pretty eventful and weird, which is also paranormal when drinking alcohol. I did my normal techniques, but I dozed off much faster.

The Dream:

The beginning was probably the most vague part. It was a tent event for my old highschool. Everyone was dressed up pretty nice, and I reunited with some old friends. It was a good time from what I remember.

The next thing I remember was that I was in a large town. The town was on a hill, so it sloped down with the hill. If you were at the north end of the city you could see the entire town by looking south. There was a large river that flowed exactly through the middle of the town, with multiple bridges over it at random intervals. They were roads and pathways, and again, from the top you could see them all. It was very fascinating.

A group of friends and I were walking over one of the bridges at the top, walking on the far side, so we couldn't see down the river. As we were walking, the people close to the edge were getting their heads blown off. So many of them were dying, body parts were going everywhere. There was a lot of blood. All of us ducked, people seemed to disregard what was going on.

I crawled toward the far edge where people were dying, and I peaked over the side. A few bridges down, there was what looked to be an army of snipers. I don't know where it came from, but I started picking a few off with my sniper rifle. It was an M24. There were so many, I said screw this. I ran off the bridge, and ran along the outside of the river down the hill, through crowded streets, to get to the bridge they were on.

I got to the bridge, and there were a TON of snipers. Some of them were grouped up. I killed one of them with a mini-uzi. I ran up to them, I guess they didn't notice who I was or what I was doing, and I threw a grenade at their feet. They all dove out of the way. I killed some, injured some and others lived. I ran right over the bridge they were on to escape. I just ran and ran, down back alleys, major streets, and eventually ended up in a parking garage. It was a parking garage that seemed to be underground.

I ran to the stairwell, and went up a flight of stairs. The stair well changed, and there were towels hanging up in the stairwell on the second floor. There were clothes scattered about the floor. The stairwell turned into a dorm hall, and this guy in a towel said "Boy its sure messy up here." I noticed a backpack on the ground in the corner. It was open. It had dress attire in it. I'm not quite sure why I took it, but I zipped it up and stole it.

I ran back downstairs, out the garage, and into a VERY busy street. I merged with the crowd hoping the army guys wouldn't see me.

I woke up at 8AM, probably due to the alcohol. I went to the bathroom and went back to bed.

I was back in the same town. I still had the backpack. It was now night time. I found my old friend Alec with a few of his lady friends. We sat down at a black picnic table in some back alley. He was smoking a cigarette. All I remember him saying was "Yo Hinch! You smoke now? Don't tell me you're a nerd over smoking!" I said something along the lines of how I enjoy alcohol more than weed. He brought up some comedian.

The last part is very fuzzy. He pulled out a purple book. It was pretty large. Hardcover. A picture of the comedian was on the front. I opened the book up, and all I saw were excel charts. (You know how when you open a book, it usually opens to the most opened page?) It was as if the most opened pages were the charts. They were empty charts. I pondered on this with a friend (I don't remember who,) for at least an hour. We finally opened a page with "comedy" on it. There was a picture in the middle of a purple page, and you would read two or three lines, and then the comedian said the pun or punch line out loud. I honestly thought it was the dumbest thing ever.

I don't think anything happened after that. I woke up again at around 12PM.

Analysis:

I have been playing a lot of shooting games recently, which might explain all the violence in my dreams, especially this one. I also haven't seen my friends from my old highschool for around two years. And now I realize how much I miss them. I don't know what the bag with clothes in it has to do with anything, I don't need clothes, nor do I need nice clothes. Oh well. The purple book may have to do with my old fraternity's pledge book. It was purple. And I dropped a long time ago.

Overall,
another weird dream. It is hard to analyze these, as I don't really talk to many dream characters, and the objects seem pretty random. I'm sure I'll figure out why I've been so violent in dreams recently. I just need to have a few more dreams.

I wake up and write some small things about my dreams down. Sad I missed another layer 0 clues (In my dream I was talking to people from this forum IRL, and they were giving me loads of advice on LDing). I then decided to chant (like a mantra, but a little different since it is changing almost every time I go to sleep) that I would RC next time something weird happens. I go back to bed.

Lucid 1

I am talking to someone on the phone. I look up at the sky. There is a huge black hole in the sky (only way to describe this is a rip in dimensions like Bleach) I stare at it for a minute, and then it closes. The clouds go back to normal around it somehow. I think about it and decide to tell the person on the phone that no one even knows what causes the big black tears in the sky, but then I remember that I need to RC more. I look at my hands, they are blurry (my hands are never missing fingers, they are normally just short fingers or hard to see). I know that it is a dream now! I start to stabilize and start seeing everything become more stable, but then I try to feel more of what is on my body, and it feels like a blanket. I start feeling it more and I wake up.

I RC and write down part of my dream and go back to sleep.

Lucid 2

I am walking down an alleyway similar to the last one in my dream. I suddenly become lucid. I check my hands and they look normal. Try to put my finger through my hand, but it is solid. I plug my nose and I can breath. (I was pretty aware at this point, so I knew I should RC first). I start stabilizing and can feel no wind, which was going to be my way to fly. I finish stabilizing.
I look around at the landscape. I am behind a school. There is a tree with low hanging fruit about 20 feet up. I am not great at flying, but I decide to fly. I run backwards a bit and feel some wind, I try to use that to give myself an idea how to fly. I try jumping, but fall on my back (this unstabilizes me for a bit). My sister walks up and asks me what I am doing. I reply that I am going to fly, but pay no attention to her because she is a DC. The dream fades.

I wake up, RC, write down a few things and go back to sleep.

Lucid 3
I am in about the same place. I suddenly think Reality check! I perform a reality check and wake up.

I wake up in my old room, walk over to my old window and start writing down my dream. I spill some stuff on my hand, wash it off and then go back to bed.

I am about to merge onto the highway, I have been on this highway before. I know that it is a dream. I forgo RCing, and take my car up the on ramp, it just keeps going up and up and up. There is a random girl DC next to me and she tells me to slow down. I tell her I know what I am doing. I lift the car off the road and fly around for a while, going really high! I am pretty excited. I do an RC and stabilize, as I do this the car starts getting wobbly. I decide to jump out. I am not the best at flying, because my confidence in it was shaken a while ago, but I know I can do this (didn't realize that had I not flown I would have done task 2 ) The ground is flying towards me. It is just like skydiving (I was really high in the car). I look at a point and decide that I will stop there and look at the houses. I stop in the air suddenly. I flew around the city for a few minutes and then woke up.

October 20, 2012
5:00-6:46

I got out of my bed and I was in my house. Everything looked normal. I saw some random guy in it, and he was telling me stuff. My dream self decided to try to do some reality checks. He looked at his fingers and tried to count them, but it was too dark to try that. He then tried to look at the clock at the end of my bed, and when he checked to see if the time changed, IT DID!!! I felt a rush of excitement as I became lucid! For some reason, I didn't feel that last time. I immediately remembered to stabilize the dream by rubbing my hands and spinning around.

I was able to do many things, just nothing that was against the physical world's laws. I couldn't fly, I just floated a bit when I jumped. Most of the dream I spent in the house, testing out my powers. My family was there, and I think some people from school. I didn't really interact with them much. I guess I was too interested in my powers.

One thing I remember doing was turning the cabinets in my kitchen into ice cream machines, WITH SPRINKLES!!! The ice cream didn't taste like anything, though. There were many more powers I tried doing, but I can't remember them very well. Near the end of the dream, my family and the friends with me wanted to go outside. We all went out, but everyone was flying. I tried to fly, but could only jump and float a little. I tried really hard to turn off the gravity, but instead, I ENDED THE DREAM!!!

I woke in real life to go over to the computer and write my second lucid dream.

I also did WBTB and MILD before I went to sleep. I did the WBTB a while ago, at around 3:30. For like 6 or 7 minutes I stayed up. I went to sleep then, but I had a regular dream. I think my problem is I don't remember to say the MILD mantra as I fall asleep.

I woke again at 4:11 and stayed up until 5:00. I then fell asleep saying, "I will be conscious in my dream."

Black - Narrative/Thoughts
Lucid
Non-Lucid

I was suddenly in a falling plane with people I have never met before, but I felt like I knew them in my dream. I remember sitting on my seat, hearing the falling sounds of a plane rushing through the air. I remember looking out the window to see debris and clouds wizzing past. The fear and terror rushed through me as I knew I was going to die.

I then begand to question this reality, as I thought I shouldn't die now. I then realised that I do not remember ever buying a plane ticket or even boarding the plane and for what reason. With this, I did a hand RC and saw fuzzy hands. I instantly knew I was dreaming. The strange thing is, even after this realisation, I still accepted the DC's as being peopleI knew - or rather I was more interested in stopping the plane for crashing and this didn't cross my mind!

I said to the DC's that this was a dream and that I wanted it to stop, I commanded the plane to stop; but it didn't. I commanding it a second time, this time with more force and then everything just froze. The sounds of the plane, the falling sensation, even the DC's froze.

I felt the scene fade to black with a small rumble sound getting louder.

I wake up.

Black - Narrative/Thoughts
Lucid
Non-Lucid

30th September - 08:16

I kept having reoccuring dreams this morning as I believe it was the result of a burst of REM periods as I have had 3-4 hours sleep a night prio to this experience for a couple of nights. I had this dream where I was on a building and we were on some scaffold. I kept having this dream and it was frustrating as I couldn't get off the roof.

The 5th time of having this dream I told myself that I will remember the dream this time. As I was falling back to sleep all I remember is suddenly seeing from a birdseye view of the building I was having dreams about, as I was falling from the sky coming closer to this building I knew then that I was dreaming as I have seen this before.

When I landed on the building I then thought how did I get here and then I completed the hand RC. When I checked my hands I saw seven fingers on my right hand, however, the two additional fingers did not sprout from my palm like the other "normal" ones, instead they sprouted from two other fingers, starting half way up, like a random tree twig.

I then decided I wanted to fly, and without hesitation I just expected to float when I jumped, and I did! I flew around my dream trying to practice what it felt like. At first, flying felt really difficult, like a struggle and it became frustrating, but when I stopepd caring it became easier. I found it easier to "breaststroke" through the air, like when you're swimming and it worked so well. But I was so annoyed with myself because I didn't want to fly like this, as I knew there were cooler ways of doing it and the fact that I looked stupid. I trilled willing to be as light as a feather, and it did work - but for only a little bit.

While flying I then remembered that I wanted to change a landscape in my dream, so I tried this. I closed my eyes and willed to see Egypt and a pyramid. When I opened my eyes all I saw was sand below me and a very small pyramid. I wished for a closer pyramid and it did happen, it grew in size.. but then all of a sudden it disappeared and the next thing I know, I am laying down in a park.

I saw a group of people walk past and I willed to see a sexy girl, as I got closer to this "sexy girl" I conjured up, it was my girlfriend! But she looked a little more fat in my dream but I didn't think nothing of it, and in fact I was happy she was there. I said to her I will walk her home, it was now dark.

I said have you looked at your hands lately? she looked confused at first, but then laughed out loud and replied "oh no, this can't be can it? I am not dreaming, don't be silly". I told her to look at my hands and she did, my right and left hand both had 7 fingers on each hand. We laughed, and then she accepted we was in a dream.

When we got back to our flat (I don't actually own a flat with her, but I knew it was ours) two other DC's were there - and I just accepted them as my friends. They knew I was dreaming and one of them instantly started to fly with me. My girlfriend DC and the random DC looked frustrated, like the fact that we always do this around them and when we're together and it gets on their nerves because we're being childish flying around.

I felt like we needed to stop to get on with the dream so I flew to the ground and walked into the flat. As I walked in I felt the dream slipping.

Visually, I could not see the dreamscape anymore and I could start to hear the ambiance of the room I was sleeping in. Not only this, but I had a loud ruumbling noise as well, it got progressively louder.

I tried focusing on the dream by imagining my closing my eyes in my dreamscape and spinning around whilst saying, "increase clarity". However, I doubted this mantra in my dreamlike state and and thought it was the wrong one so I started to rub my hands together, imagining it. I saw the image of my hands for a split second, and the dreamscape came back into view... but it went as quickly as it came and I woke up.

10/18/12
7:00 AM
Wake Back To Bed

• Fell back to sleep with goal of dreaming not expecting to become lucid.
• Let images come to me and settled on flying down a winding shape that became a river with tree covered hills on both sides.
• As I fell asleep I imagined that I was a stream of fire flying down the winding river.

Now asleep and dreaming but not lucid. I was leading a long trail of fire but couldn't see the flames coolness in front of me. So in order to see the flames I would glance behind me and then continue flying over the snaking river. The last time I looked behind me the entire bend of the last turn in the river and all the way up one bank was completely engulfed in flame. I thought this looked totally awesome and took off around the next turn.

To my surprise I found that it was now night time and I was way up high overlooking the river and gripping tightly to the top of a steal structure with a couple pipes that were protruding beside me being the only objects higher up than I was. As I questioned what was going on and how to get down I realized my situation and took two looks at my hand. Yup. Funny looking indeed I was dreaming. I remained calm and decided that I would attempt flying again.

I lifted myself over the edge of the structure and flung myself out into the night. Disappointing as it may be, I fell through the dark and the wind rushed past me. Then I temporarily became less lucid. When I landed in a dark sort of carnival area, my brain tried telling me that I had used a zip line to get down but after seeing my cousin standing in front of me I quickly shrugged off the notion and did another reality check.

At that moment my cousin Michah began to transform. First he shrank to about 2 foot tall and became a bit distorted. Then he continued to shrink into a small cantaloupe sized fur-ball with big feet and a creepily human face. I thought that I'd keep it around and tried to put it on my shoulder. It didn't like that at all and squirmed out of my hands and jotted around my feet.

Just then another version of my cousin came out from between two poorly lit booths. He didn't look like my cousin but never the less I decided that I would try to get rid of the furball and take my dream elsewhere. I probably shouldn't have waisted the time and tried spinning or something. But regardless, I attempted to put the creature in the sudo-cousins hand but both were completely apathetic to me and each other. The creature became a little aggressive and nipped my hand like a playful pup and though I knew I was dreaming I skipped back from it and I woke up.

October 17, 2012 (NAP TIME!)

Some pre-knowledge: I got very little sleep last night (about 4 hours.) After I had class, I came back to my apartment and took a nap. I left the lights on, fan going, etc. It was noisy. I took a short 20-30 minute nap then woke back up. Then, I tried the WILD technique (For the first time in about a year.) This time though, I was more focused on visualizing than my body. I went straight into the dream instead of rolling out of bed.

THE DREAM:

It started in my house. I tend to stay lucid, but let my mind wander, and don’t take too much control. My dad kept trying to figure out which TV went best in each room. They were huge. This part was very short.

We went on a family trip to some group of islands. We drove on this bridge that kept tipping back and forth. We got out of the car and tried to navigate it ourselves. It was hard to walk on. I wanted to try to move up the bridge, but I was too afraid I would fall. Keep in mind this bridge was a couple hundred yards above water. We couldn’t move along the bridge because it was so wobbly. There were a ton of people on the bridge. So many you couldn’t move.

What happened next was very weird. I saw a stage above us and got much immersed in it. Someone was on trapeze. They fell into the net below, but the net didn’t stay in place. This net thing fell in a hole on the bridge. I guess there was a huge gap in the bridge from it breaking when I got distracted by the stage. There was someone in the center of the net, in the center of the hole. The net fell through and we went down the bridge by ropes. I ran along the water. My friend Connor threw me a rope and pulled me to shore. I looked back at the huge bridge. It was collapsing as people climbed off of it. I walked around the city to explore. I met this blonde girl. We got to know each other really well. I followed along with her. My parents and sister went off and did their own thing.

I followed her back to her house. It was a small room: One door, A few windows, Kitchen, and a kitchen table in the middle. I was standing up. She sat down. We talked. While we were talking, her eyes widened for some reason. She said “Oh! ______ is coming over! He might ask me on a date!” I don’t remember his name, but I let it go by.

After some conversation, I heard a knock on the door. A guy came in. He was pretty built, douchebag haircut, blonde. I shook his hand. “Where you from?” “I’m from the USA.” I guess this was a foreign country. But it looked very Nordic based upon the buildings. A couple other guys showed up. Some of them knew pretty good English, a few didn’t. We all stood around the table. The girl was sitting down. Her eyes were still wide with excitement.

We talked about how some of the guys’ friends went to American colleges and how you need an American college education to succeed. I noticed one of those flatbeds outside that can hold like 14 cars drive by. Then I saw a ton of American brand stores and stuff outside the window that I didn’t notice before.

After some not really understood conversation, the main blonde guy asked the girl on a date. She was overjoyed! That is when I lost it. He was now my enemy. I yelled in my deepest loudest voice “NO! THIS IS MY DREAM!” I lit up with flames and threw the guy into the wall. The wall broke and he went through. I then turned my arm into a very long sword and slashed the other guys in half all around me. The girl didn’t really react. We started talking again and it started getting frisky. We had sex on the table.

Afterwards, I was worried about where my family was. I reached in my pocket for my phone, but it turned out to be a gps-type thing. The map was of the islands that we were on. I remembered my dad had a boat, and for some reason, it was a giant pirate ship. There was an avatar of a pirate ship, towing a car behind it across the screen. I told the ship to come to where I was. It drove through all the islands insanely fast, went through land, and stopped in front of the house. I told my family that I was in this house, and they went off.

It’s very vague as to where it went from there, but the next thing I remember was that we were in another house, this time much bigger. There were a ton of beds, and the lighting was kind of creepy. A few of my friends were there along with the same girl from before. It looked a lot like a GIANT hotel room. As I said, this is where it got hard to remember. There were monsters in all the beds and they were sitting on the couches, standing around, talking, some of them doing other business. They were ugly. They looked like zombies.

I grew the flames for a second time, and started hacking away at these creatures. I killed a majority of them, they disappeared when they died. There were a few very fat ones sitting on the couches that just wouldn’t take a blow. I walked passed. My friends and the girl followed. One of the monsters sitting down had a face that looked like a suction cup. The girl pulled the suction cup off of its face. It was a hole. There was nothing behind it. It was emptiness. One of my friends said to put it back.

We walked through a door into the next room. Once everyone was through the door, I turned around and reached into my pocket. I pulled out a frag grenade, tossed it under the couch where the fat ones were sitting, and it went off. When the smoke cleared, everything was the same, but the creatures disappeared. I turned and went back through the door which my friends went through. It was a room exactly the same as the one before, maroon beds, a couch, and a kitchen. My friends were gone. I shut the door behind me and the girl. It was empty.

These two creatures came in some other door that I hadn’t noticed. They were NOT LIKE the zombies from before. They had very weird arms and legs. They had the head of what looked like the Arbiter from Halo (Four pronged mouth with sharp teeth.) They had no hands, and were black and grey. Their arms looked like giant, strong, muscular tentacles (See picture/attachment.) They didn’t attack me. At this point I was still on fire. One of them, whom I think was the more dominant leader, pointed at me and said “I hope you had your fun tonight!” in a very creepy mischievous way. They both walked back out the door. I pulled a curtain back to look out the window.

I noticed it was night time now, and we were on a hill. In the driveway, there was one of those car carrier things from before. I got a glimpse of the two creatures as they got into the flatbed and started it up. On the flatbed was my 1999 red Ford Explorer. Some of the windows were gone, the paint was messed up, a tire was missing, and there were dummies sitting in the driver, passenger, and back right seat. They were sitting straight up, and buckled in. The flatbed drove away.
I said to myself “I’m tired of all this crap.” And I woke up.


Analysis:
Based upon passed Lucid experiences and this one, the whole mood-swingy control happens often. I am very passive in the beginning (as I like to observe dreams,) and then when something bothered me, I took full control. You may have noticed underlining. I underline important events, places, and objects in my journaling.

It is very hard to interpret the bridge scene in the beginning. The only thing that really speaks to me is my friend Connor. I've only hungout with him twice, and he isn't very social.
-I think it might be a sign I need to be more friendly to the people who need it the most.

The night I got four hours of sleep, I went over to this girl's house. We've been friends with benefits for awhile. Her roommate was trying on outfits to go on a date. Her roommate said "We're going on a date." I assumed that included both of them, as if it was a double date. I got kind of aggravated. Then we got into an argument about how she doesn't really want to have sex anymore.
-I believe this EXACTLY reflects what happened in my dream. This might also be why he had no name in my dream. I met the girl, got mad about some guy asking her on a date, killed them all, and then had sex with her.

The hotel room part is confusing. A few nights ago I watched a horror movie, called VHS, where a few guys brought girls back to their hotel rooms to have sex with them and film it. One of the girls, from the start, looked VERY creepy. They stripped her down, and she had messed up feet. She turned into a demon, and killed them all, spilling guts everywhere. Later in the movie, there was another scene in a hotel room, where a woman murdered her husband in his sleep.
-I think my viewing of the movie may have influenced that scene.

Recently, I visited my friend at another college. I left my car at his dorm for about four days as we visited another university to see what the party scene is like. The whole weekend I was bothered about my car getting towed.
-This may be a link to the flatbed truck in my dream and the quote "You had your fun."

Overall, this one of the weirdest dreams I've had. Most of my other Lucid experience is peaceful, as I'm very passive, and let things happen.



The image attached is a character from an anime called Casshern Sins. The character whom is mutated, seeks eternal life and beauty. But is tricked, and turns into that creature.

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I was in front of a mirror, as soon as I saw it I thought I don't want to look in that. Why am I afraid of looking in mirrors? This is a dream! I picked it up and saw myself with a full beard, which I thought was the funniest thing ever. I dropped the mirror and turned around, then I was standing in a backyard! I don't even think about doing a reality check, I know that it is a dream (I forgot that there are points for it ). I have run through my head what to do over and over, but it is very hazy. Stabilize! I barely remember. It doesn't seem like a dream at all, it seems like I am just being an idiot in real life and looking at my hands, listening, and trying to feel the breeze around me (I always forget to look around more to get that stabilized). I didn't look around to see my surroundings much, but there is nice grass under my feet, and I am in the back yard of a four story mansion. I can feel it now though, I am in the dream, I almost take off running, but what I wanted to do rushed into my mind. I have to summon something! I reach in my pocket, and nothing is in there, I knew that would happen, so I went on to plan B for summoning, I closed my eyes and thought Of course it is not in there, you left the Red Bull in your back pocket. I reach back there, and pull out a small Red Bull can, it is about three inches high. I pop the top and start drinking. It tastes a lot sweeter than Red Bull, I don't really like Red Bull anyways, but Red Bull gives you wings, and I want to fly.

It takes about thirty seconds to down the tiny can. I look around at the back yard and I am floating, I do not have wings though, but I am floating! I am above the four story house almost at the tops of the trees that I will be trying to go over in a second. One eye messes up and everything looks less clear from that eye. I completely forget how to stabilize and wake into a false awakening into the same back yard that I was just in, but I am completely absorbed in the next dream.

When I was younger I had some dream experiences that went with the laws of physics being thrown out the window. Very cool times and both of them I even questioned reality. Here are two old dreams:

Age: 5

It was night in the city. There was a huge building that I wanted to climb and on the outside I could see these floating red things. I went into the building and it looked a lot like a Zelda dungeon, but I had never played Zelda before, it took me a long time to get to the floor with the red things floating outside, and when I got there I realized that it was red couches. 3 of them, with people filling all the seats but one. I float over to the couch and began talking to the people there. I don't remember the conversation, but it seemed amazing. Very good time, but then I flew down to the ground and attempted to get back up to the couches from inside the building again. I make it back up after a long amount of time, but it seems like the distance from the building is farther and the ground farther, and like such a long time since I first flew. I started thinking that this might be a dream, but they told me to fly to them and I took a leap of faith (like a little Boss) (I was very much in control at this time, before it seemed like I was just doing the first thing that popped into my head, now I was thinking). I woke up when I hit the couch.

age: 14

I was standing on a building next to my friend (he is my brother in law now) and my sister was telling me how awesome he was because he could do this. She pointed to him and he jumped in the air and floated away. "I can do that!" I said, and jumped and floated away. I started flying everywhere, but the more I landed, the harder it was to get in the sky, at first I had to jump, then double jump, and then I had to jump off of high heights. I flew into my window and walked to the stairs, 19 stairs. I knew that if I jumped I would be able to fly, but my rational side of my brain started working. That was a dream that you were flying, you woke up now and you can't fly. you'll kill yourself. then the other side of my brain I have been flying all day, I haven't woken up yet. I stared at the stairs, not knowing if it was a dream or not until I woke up.

notes:
I was very much into dreams at this point, telling a lot of people about my dreams, but I had never heard of them before, so I didn't know about them at this time. The stairs that I was staring at I can imagine and looked exactly like my parents actual stairs that they still have, so there was nothing there to give me the idea I was in a dream. I did not know what a reality check was. Had I realized I was in a dream, I might have been an oneironaut sooner in life.

age: 16

I was going to my friend's house for a party (the same one from the story above), which was really weird since he hated large groups at the time. It was an entire block party and I was going around socializing when all of the sudden it clicks that "I can fly!" I flew around for a while really high, then went back to the party hoping to talk to some gals. (this was right before I started liking my wife). As I landed I did a bunch of flips accidentally before I hit the ground. These flips alerted me to the fact that I was only wearing boxers and I was in the middle of a party. I didn't really care about the embarrassment, but I spent the remainder of the dream looking for clothes.

I find myself on an errand downtown, possibly working for my last employer, visiting the State General Services building. In my dream the SGS is attached to the old Palm School Building which in real life is also state offices now. For some reason I have changed the word Palm to Psalm in the dream.

The building is very long and my destination is in the back somewhere. I never see myself fulfilling my errand but I know I was done and headed towards the back exit at the rear of the building. I pass several open areas to come to a large room with low white carpet and shelves along two of the walls. Across from me is a counter similar to the check-in counters you see in airports close to the entry gates. The woman stationed at the counter even resembles Zoe Saldana looking much like she did in the movie The Terminal.

To my left and slightly behind the counter is an exit door that I wanted to utilize but it is blocked by a bookcase, a clear indicator for 'no access.' I look at the woman and say, "I guess I can't go out that way, can I?" She replies, "No." as though she expected the question.

"I have to go back to the middle of the building, don't I?"

"Yeah." Again, the same disinterest in her reply, as though she had said it many times.

A mental map of the building appears in my head and I can see where the exit is, about one-third the length of the building back the way I came from. I start heading in that direction when things begin to get weird.

Walking out of the room at the end of the building I realize I'm no longer weaing my shoes, that somehow I had left them behind me when I first went into that area. Now that I've returned to where I left them I find a large cut in them as though a chain-saw had been brought down over them right in the middle.

Leaning down to pick them up I think, "I would never leave my shoes behind in an office-building, nor would I walk around without shoes, so I must be dreaming." I smiled and felt good at the thought, but even better when I realized I could fix my shoes. "It's a dream, I can fix this."

I closed my eyes and waved my hand over the shoes. When I opened my eyes the shoes were fixed and actually appeared brand new. What once were slightly dingy shoes are now bright white with red stripes along the sides. (I've never owned shoes with bright red stripes)

"Ha!" I think and almost say out loud. I'm very pleased with my actions and know it's time for action. I begin putting my shoes on in preparation for walking to the door but I'm having a little difficulty slipping them on and I'm eager to do other things. It occurs to me that putting my shoes on and taking that time may cause me to lose my lucidity. I briefly close my eyes to stabilize myself and reopen them, thinking, "I don't need shoes. It's a dream."

The first thought to next pop into my mind is to try flying. I head towards the area where the exit is and instead of using a door I walk right up to a plate glass window with the intention of going through it. Sadly I am stopped by the glass, my fingers making the familiar sound against the glass when large windows are contacted. The glass is cold...and solid.

I step back a bit, thinking,"Hmmmm.....I know I can do this...it's my dream." I launch myself forward and go right on through the window with no effort. I don't think I broke any glass but it must not have been an important detail.

I find myself flying over a downtown street so I climb up a bit higher to get above the buildings. I can see rooftops with people, chairs and air conditioning units on them. In the streets below cars move and I find myself marveling at the incredible detail my mind can create. Even the plants have movement, something I wasn't expecting.

Since I'm flying I want to take it as far as I can...but where to go? The first place that pops into my head is the San Francisco Bay Area where my dad lives, a familiar locale. Sticking my hands out in front of me I zoom off like a superhero, the ground whizzing by below me like a video on super fast-forward. Only a few seconds pass before I arrive overlooking the vast area from San Jose to Richmond that makes up the Bay Area.

As I was flying I could feel the wind against my fingertips as though I high-pressure air-hose was being applied to my skin. This was a unique sensation and unexpected, but cool, another thing I was pleased with my mind for.

Arriving in the Bay Area I find myself in a rather featureless room with a ceiling above me and painted moldings along the top edges of the walls. I decide as long as I'm dreaming I may as well phase through the ceiling. I push my hand up and into the wood, passing through as easily as my hand into water. "Nice," I think, I want to try this more.

I am now in the room above the previous one and I try to phase again but it doesn't work very well. I can get my hand partway through but I encounter resistance. I'm just beginning to ponder this when I wake up.


It was a really nice and long lucid, and the level of control was really amazing. :)

Note: I don't really remember what happened before I got lucid so the dream starts here a little back from the point I became Lucid. Now sit back relax and enjoy .

I remember being sent to the kitchen for some reason with my little bro. I checked whether the kitchen door. It was open so I locked it with the key which was already inside the door . We are on our way back to my mom and since I decided I will RC anytime I walk around I RCed .

I checked my hand and moved it and the movement seemed odd. It was if the hand was not moving properly. Unlike in my other LDs where I am pretty calm I was astonished. The dream sign finally worked for me I think to myself.

I tried to fly. At first I was just hovering a bit above the ground ,but soon enough I was flying. My sister got really angry for some reason that my dad did not tell me to stop flying. My dad says he can't stop me from moving around all day long and I remember my mom mumbling something i did not understand.
Mean while I was flying all around the house. From the floor to the ceiling, from the kitchen to the living room... I even hit my head once in the lamps above. Then I flew through the kitchen door (which was supposed to be locked XD) to the roof . I walked across a rail on the roof until I reached it's edge. Then I jumped towards the floor . I fell on a bush ,but I wanted to keep falling so kept falling. I fell slowly and hit the floor undamaged.
Then I decided I want to summon a great blue shark int the middle of the sky. At first there was a transparent giant shark in the sky ,but then I suddenly thought of a monkey and summoned a blue monkey with a red shirt. For some reason it seemed nostalgic to me and it appeared along with 3 giant pink elephants in the sky. Not I decided that instead of the elephants I want to summon an army of alien spaceships. That was not really hard. Where the giant elephants disappeared , a fleet of alien spaceships ready for battle appeared. Then also the monkey faded and human spaceships appeared in order to fight the alien spaceships! Then along with 3 children who were nearby and later turned into aliens I ran towards the battle in order to take part in it. I summoned each little alien a light saber and we ran to the battlefield. I tried to use water bending ,but the dream faded and I woke up in false awakening. Then I sat down and started to write the dream (inside the dream itself )

It is a sunny day and a bunch of yellow balloons and a woman is standing with her arms outstreched in front of them. She is wearing a very colorful dress and as she stands there a man narrator is talking about lucid dreaming and studies that have been made into it.

Fuck yea I finally went lucid!! I saw Matt in a cafe and he was talking to some evil dude who looked like mick jagger and was like corrupting his mind or something. I wanted to save Matt really bad. Then I realized, wait, I'm dreaming and Matt doesn't have to be corrupted like this! I can convince him to stop, I.e. control him. So I set about trying to talk him into leaving with me. Surprise surprise, he didn't do what I wanted, because even in my dreams I can't control people and make them do what I want. Its interesting how that was the first thing that came to my mind to do once I realized I could do whatever I wanted. Wow, there are no accidents.
Matt was definitely inhabited by some demon and was not acting like himself at this point. At first I thought, well fuck him, I'm just gonna give up on trying to save him. As I learned yesterday, my defense mechanism is giving up on a relationship so I can feel in control of the outcome rather than risking it and have a chance at failing. And then I thought, why can't I control him if I'm lucid dreaming? I even thought, well maybe I'm not really lucid. I was gonna go test it out and go fly or something, but then I knew I wouldn't even enjoy it because I would know I had left Matt behind and given up on him.
Then I remembered the real Matt having told me that in his lucid dreams he would run away from the monsters cuz he got scared, even though he could technically fight them and win. And he also recently stood up to one of them. So I thought, well I can do that too! When I looked at the dream Matt, all mean and corrupted, I just wanted to love and nurture him and tell him that everything's gonna be okay. So I climbed on his lap and did just that. I really wanted to make out with him, so I did! And it felt really good. The more I made out with him, the more I could feel the evil spirit leaving his body. And once it was gone, we just held each other and then I woke up.
Wow, so interesting with a lot of commentary on things I learned in my fifth step yesterday. Ultimately, I can't control and make people do what I want, but I CAN always help them.

Fell asleep on the couch about 9pm, woke up just over 6 hours later, 3:09am. No real recall of dreaming prior to this. Lay in bed for about half an hour, I had set my alarm to go off at 5:30am to try and get into the vibrational state but thought, what the hell.

Slipped into my first dream and became lucid almost immediately. Was in a room that had wooden walls, mahogany style, similar to a room you might expect in a castle or such. I was with my sister and a couple of others I can't reember and she was talking about how my late grandmother had been the first person to congratulate her on graduating on Facebook. At that point it struck me I was dreaming except I seemed to lose control instantly, I fell forward and sunk into the floor and started floating rapidly to the right hand, as if something was moving me. Quite scared I asked for protection from a higher being (having been trying my own experiments with Astral Projection), I asked to for a being of light or a higher being. My movement changed and I was floating upwards, turned around and facing a wall that was completely black (or just dark) except that it had loads of runic shapes glowing in bright blue. I felt like I had no control although part of me was 'going with it' to see what happened.

I was moved through the wall and the lights changed into a spiral shape, like that of a molecular structure and as I was zoomed in further the spiral became almost 'Matrix' like. I was sure I saw a binary type pattern although cannot be 100%. I was able to seize control of the dream at this point and wake myself up.

Following on from this I had about an hour or 2 of drifting in and out of the vibration state. I had many failed attempts at getting out of my body, I was able to 'move' my astral arms and legs but was unable to get out. I remember mentally asking for assistance and I could feel something or someone at my feet (this has happened previously) trying to pull me out. I was consciously putting up resistance though as I was in a very negative frame of mind and I'm cautious about exploring these states when in a negative mindset as 'like attracts like' I hear. In this state I have a few strange experiences which some people would put down to HA. I attempted to contact my deceased granparents by visualising them and asking for them, and although I didn't get a response, I heard a noise in my ear like a walkie talkie and the person on the other end was just too far away for me to make it out properly, there was a crackle and a muffle (again I am still viewing this from a skeptical stance and aware of the medical symptoms that cause hallucinations in these states). At one point I was sure I was levitating above my body but I can't say anything more than, the energy felt bad, not good like my last experience and a part of me didn't want to go 'out there'. At one point in the sequence after visualising my grandparents, although having no conscious feeling of leaving the body, I did visualise myself close to them and just felt like I was bathing in a warm energy of love.

After fighting the vibrations for about an hour and a half and experiencing these things on and off, either not able to get out of body, or having a gut feel that it wasn't a good time I managed to sleep and fell into a dream.

I was with my friend RS, who lives in Canada and he came across to visit with his 2 friends, a couple. We went out someplace, I only recall walking back and being offered drugs by everyone in the street on the walk home. The street which was supposed to be my home looked nothing like that. It was dark and had a lot of homeless looking people that were selling drugs.

We returned to the 1 bedroom unit (which although the street was different looked very similar) where all 4 of us were sharing the only bed (double). At one point my friend RS and I went outside, for a cigarette and he tried to explain why he hadn't been good at keeping in touch, I can't remember the details but it had something to do with my character. I became lucid after that and the dream changed, I visualised a female. A few things happened. The dream returns to his friends, the couple leaving and then my dream changes.

Non Lucid: I am in my grandparents house, mums mum and dad (still with us) and we were playing table tennis on their kitchen table, we put a net up on it. It was myself, mum, her partner and my grandparents were there. I felt it was close to Christmas and I had been on the phone to my girlfriend asking for her to come and join us for Christmas day as she was going to be on her own. I then noticed I had 2 iPhones and I figured that the other one belonged to the guy, RS's friend from the previous dream.

Finally, dreamscape changes and I am walking I receive a text message from my gf telling me that she met some Italian guy at a nightclub and she must have given the wrong impression as he had changed his plans to meet her in Singapore, he was meant to be going to Cambodia. I was jealous and a bit angry that she had went to a nightclub alone. I was walking to my car in the car park and noticed someone else in it, I opened the door, it was a French guy, I realised from the interior I had the wrong car, mine was right beside it and I aplogised and felt embarrased.

End of a strange night.