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Date: 21 Jan

Entry 1/2

Pre bed: 3mel

Wbtb: 1/3 latte, had trouble falling asleep (external factors)

At some point, I begin to feel energetic as has been occasionally the case, but interrupt the process by visiting the restroom. Finding a comfortable position is not easy.

WILD: Finally, I turn to my lhs and remain still for some time. Then find myself staring at this DC woman with green blouse, it feels like I'm in.

I make cautious movements, trying to get up from the same position I was sleeping, initially just move my head. A slight scene change, I am now in my old room. I begin rocking sideways, the way I did at the beginning of another ld. This makes me feel more comfortable/fit in my dream body. Then I fully get up. The dream feels slightly unstable and I head for the window, where I tear down the curtains and look outside.

It is dark as hell, no light in the apartment and not a single light in the entire town. I remember to look at the sky - it's mostly clear, a slight mist and no stars at all. I look to my right and feel a bit creeped out. It is dark there. My worry is that I might summon something by habit. I recall I wanted to and shortly do breathing exercises. The effect is very powerful, I feel lots of saturated energy coming in and as part of me.

I decide to get in and turn around, it is a bit brighter in the room. I head towards the switch and turn it on. No light. Then I concentrate on the bulb and try to make light radiate from it, there's some effect but the room does not get brighter. I imagine another lamp and try to do the same with similar results.

Maybe I can use some candles, so I summon three small blue candles and work hard to light them. I've always thought that lighting a candle should be easy in a dream, but it turns out not. I just can't imagine the fire I guess. The wicks get bigger and fluffier and the candles change to larger ones and I make some fire-like sparks with my hands, rubbing the wick, hoping it will catch fire and use the other candles to spread it. They appear to have a ghostlike fire now, but don't emit much light as I place them around. I am annoyed with my abilities, but feel that I just need to do some fire gazing irl to improve them.

I retreat to the bed and examine the furniture. There's lots of stuff around and it looks as if I am back in this room. I wonder about how accurate the proportions are. It's exactly the same size. Most of the objects belong to the particular time frame when I lived there, but there is the blanket from our current home. Then a sofa from our old place appears for my amusement. I think about doing more breathing exercises (maybe just a few breaths?, not much done or effect) and contemplate on my life while living there. In the meantime, it is a much brighter day outside, when did that happen? Cool!

At some point I notice that I am holding a melting candle in my hand and decide to extinguish it and put it aside, but somehow feel that this symbolic act means the end of the dream. Indeed, just a bit later, the dream starts to thin out.

I think I did touch on my body very briefly, but it might have been a in-dream chain.

DEILD/DILD: I eagerly wait for the next scene, wondering if it will be in the same place. I see (kind of like in third person) myself walking in bathrobe in this place. I'm in properly now and have the ability to look around and choose where I want to go. It's inside a building and I look at this open door which reveals a softly lit bedroom apartment. I briefly consider it, but prefer to go outside, so head towards the door. It seems that it is still winter, piles of semi-thawed snow and I am not properly dressed, but for once boldly go outside. I try to phase through the glass door, but it's solid so I just open it. As I pass through the back entrance of the building and yard I see that part of the yard is sunlit and feel happy about that. Maybe I will finally have the opportunity to look for a palace looking building once I get to the street. I also think about possibly being invisible, but not sure how to apply at this point.

There are different levels of the side of the building, so I have to maneuver by climbing near a balcony to manage reaching the front of the building. I see a weirdly shaped gray cat there and wonder if it is a real cat and can see me (cats are supposed to see things like people possibly obeing), but it doesn't react like it would if that were the case. It's controlled by my thoughts and comes closer. There's something not very catlike in it, like another sort of animal I can't identify. I don't want to get too involved (and have it stuck to me like a blanket) so ignore it and think about finding the palace. There are only normal buildings around and I think I need to get in the middle of the street where I would get a clearer (trees here) view of the buildings and hopefully think of or see something appropriate.

In the middle of the street and my mood is great, sun is shining brighter too. I do some sort of bounce where I float and remain mid air and then gently float up. Very pleasant feel. I come near this tree with very small bipinnate leaves (possibly closest to honey locust tree, but with thicker leaves), it looks very beautiful. I'm starting to lose height so wonder if I should use the nearby thin end of the branch to hold on to, but with the delicate tree leaves this is not going to be very nice for the tree. I prefer not to do any mess on the tree even if a dream tree.

[mood change]

In the meantime, I see two female DCs that I identify as bitches down on the street. My attention is directed at them, I want to and then do something to one of them. I briefly wonder why the hell do I have these desires with those bitches, one of them looks a bit like Rachel Weiss. Luckily, even after what I have done, I manage to control my impulse and don't get a sexy feeling. I think about my tasks again. I am now in what reminds me of my school but the building is kind of shifty/unstable. I think that maybe I should summon my dad and he will drop me off the palace. The dream fades.

#272 - DILD

1:30AM

Dream about editing audio

3:13AM

I am playing huge three level Xylophone. The sound is amazing. The Xylophone belongs to some kid that I know as my enemy. I ask him to teach me piano and I would let whatever happened between us go. He agrees.

WBTB melatonin

4:53AM

I am standing in some construction zone with Wurlman. He keeps talking about just quitting his job. I try telling him that this is a really bad idea. We meet up with some of his co-workers and I somehow become mildly lucid. I start to levitate and float around the men. For some reason I am pushing buttons on a strap on my shoulder to control the up and down movement. I wait for them to understand that I am doing this on because its a dream but they seem unimpressed. I worry that they will think that I am doing this by some sort of trickery because I am pushing buttons. I look up at a clear blue sky and say, "See? There's no wires." It's all me. The men seem to have gone completely catatonic now and I wake up.

9:18AM

I am stealing weapons and grenades from my old boss Steve inside a school. I cover the security camera with some sort of foam and find and old deep freeze converted to a storage locker. There are casualty rifles, hand guns and grenades in a hidden compartment. I also find a box full of RAM chips. I decide my computer needs an upgrade and take various types not sure which ones I need. A teacher comes in and I spray her in the face with pepper spray and run out.

#268 - DILD - 5:14AM

My son woke us up early this morning and I had difficulty getting back to sleep. I took melatonin to help and did no induction technique though lucid dreaming was on my mind.

I'm sad to say that the first part of this dream was lucid but I have no recall of it. I guess it could be a false memory but I kind of doubt it. Anyway, I fell into a false awakening and was trying to DEILD but my wife kept talking and making noise by acting really strange and ditsy. (Lucidity Web Saga) I become very pissed off at her and call her a bitch and tell her I am going to punch her in the face. (I'd never say or do this in waking life) I immediately feel bad about this and expect her to be mad but she starts laughing and taunting me. She seems happy to have gotten me so mad.

I've had enough so I throw the blankets off me and start to storm off to sleep on the couch. I stop when I realize we have never fought like this before and we are both acting way out of character. I become suspicious. I lean in close looking her in the eyes and ask, "Is this waking life?" She says nothing and her expression seems to be one of worry. I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming at this point but I do a nose plug to confirm. Now that I know this DC isn't my actual wife, I become even more pissed and decide that maybe I will just go ahead and punch her in the face. I throw a right hook but my hand passes through her. I try a double karate chop to both shoulders to the same effect. This throws me off balance and I fall forward, passing through this phantom woman onto the bed. Thinking back I'm glad my SubC didn't let me have a memory of hitting my wife even-though it wasn't actually her.

Darkness engulfs me now but I don't accept that I am waking. I don't want to end up having another false awakening. Instead, I rub my hands and patiently wait. I begin yelling randomness to just to feel and hear how strange my voice is. At one point I just scream as loud as I can. This gives a strange effect. I can't think of any location but I just try to see. My hope is something will just form on it's own. After a moment, there is an image of something blue and red. It looks like some kind of place but it fades quickly, then my bedroom reappears.

I remember my goal to try to teleport like LWS. I way my hands but nothing seems to be happening. I shrug it off and start to leave but pause when I remember this phantom version of my wife. I still feel really pissed at her. When I look back at the bed, I see her form sitting there in a strange hunched over posture. I run at her and do a flying elbow on her back. Again, I back right through and the void almost takes me again. This time I manage to pull it back together more quickly. Alright, I give up. I decide to let my anger towards her go and head outside.

I see my son standing at the front door. He turns and runs towards me. I shout, "Buddyyyyyyy!" He crashes into my open arms and I pick him up. His face looks a little distorted but I let is go as dream glitch and move on.

It's raining raining heavily outside and my son seems to be scared and nervous about this. I tell him not to worry because we are immune to cold and wet. He seems to relax so I put him on my back and I begin to fly. The rain and it stops but the scene still seems a little overcast. My flying is horrible and it's really more like being weightless. I have to make swimming motions and push off things to get around. Luckily there are many trees in the area with low branches. I see my a version of my next door neighbors. I wave at them and say, Hi as we pass by. They don't seem to surprised that we are floating. Farther on, there are some kids playing near the street. I wave but they just stare. This way of flying is staring to annoy me so I switch tactics and try rocketing up into orbit like I did a while back but I can't get it to work. I try to focus zoom to a distant tree, but nothing happens. Feeling really disappointed with my dream control, I let it go and switch to walking.

I hear my wife calling my name and I turn to look. She's poking her head out the front door and asking, "How many steaks do you want babe?" For some reason I'm still pissed about earlier and I assume this is the phantom wife. Wanting to be left alone, I flip her off and say, "How about just one, bitch." I can't help but noticing that my middle finger is only a third of the length is should be. I recognize that as normal in the dream and ignore it. My wife just laughs at my hateful remark and goes back inside. I remember my son still on my back and pull him around to the side. I figure this is just another DC so I start talking to him as we walk. I hope this one will be intelligent or some part of my higher self. I'm not sure what to say so I just ask, "Well, What do you think?"
"What?" He asks.
"What do you think?", I say.
He asks again, "About what?"
I sigh. This one doesn't seem all there. I say, "I don't know, I thought you might have something useful to tell me."
I become distracted by a car headlight. It's really yellow and getting so bright it's drowning out my vision. I focus on it, but the dream quickly fades to black and I wake up.

Date: 08 Jan

Pre bed: 3mel

Wbtb: 1/3 latte, around 34 mg caffeine

I'm quite sleepy and resist waking myself too much, but still try to stay as awake as possible while in bed, repeating mantras and goals. I fall asleep with some long deep REM rebound.

DILD: It's a very long dream where me and parents get ready for a trip. Then I meet a DC that feels like a kindred sprit, I am eager to discuss with him possible solutions to a problem we both have.

A few moments later, I realize that this is a dream and remember my goals, freeze water and go fishing. The guy disappears somewhere. I am walking in what looks like a park and as I think about the task, I see that there are large puddles of water all around. Initially, I try to use them for the task even though they are too shallow and begin freezing them by willing it as well as by placing my hands down over one of them, where while they freeze, they emanate coldness and there's a cool mist effect lifting from the puddles! But then I realize this isn't going to work for the task and walk a bit further where there's a much larger and deeper body of water, like a pond.

I will the water to turn to ice, but to my surprise nothing happens. This annoys me. I contemplate whether to just get on the water as if it is frozen, but am uncertain if it will work, if I continue to expect to sink if I step on it. In the meantime, the water finally freezes. When I look at the surface, I see that part of it begins to melt already and dig with my hands in the softened ice to make a hole. This happens quite easily with no discomfort from the cold. There's some coldness, but it's ok, since I didn't think about it too much. I put my hands through the hole, reaching as far as I can and expecting to run across a catch.

I wait for a while but there's nothing around them and it gets kind of creepy what might be lurking in the darkness below the ice. In the area that's partially covered with ice, I can now see a number of small fish swimming around and succeed in catching one. It is a small tropical butterfly type fish but silver and red. As I hold it, my bf appears next to me and I tell him to take a picture, which I so much wish I could bring to rl, but before he can take the pic, the fish escapes.

I become so happy that have completed the task, I lose lucidity and begin to tell the dream to myself. After a while, I realize the dream is still going. Now I'm on the street in some neighborhood, there is an unconscious movement from my part and I end up floating in mid air, slightly above the ground, very stable though. I correctly recall this feeling from many dreams I had and exclaim to myself that taking off isn't as difficult as I have thought (previously irl). This is a good opportunity to practice a bit of flying and I do some flight manipulation, where I try to think of the direction and my body flies well in that direction. Then I try to take a turn and go in the opposite direction, but it doesn't quite work.

More rather random movements mid air and then I fly high up near a tall residence building, where I climb the last three stories using my hands. I somehow take a step back (see the building from a distance, although I am at the level of the third to last story). A black dotted panther on the balcony catches my attention. It looks kind of small, but actually it is the right size compared to the balcony and the stuff around it. The whole building seems small as if I am looking at it from a distance, yet I am very close to it. I briefly pay attention to that, but then wonder no more. There is a dalmatian in the apartment with the panther and I just so love exploring people's places, like in many non-lds. On the balcony below is a centipede, a very long one, apparently the same size as the panther (fits the balcony lenght). It doesn't look very appealing and I see two more on different balconies, I become vaguely aware that I am causing the one-many effect.

At some point I discarded the idea of going for Toty, because I thought the dream might end, but since it's still going, I decide to give it a try. Somehow, I go down to the ground and begin exploring a dream version of a familiar street. The bus station is here, only residential buildings, some larger buildings appear, but nothing that looks like a palace. I head towards the larger buildings that seem suitable and try to think that one of them is a palace. It starts to change, more and more detail is added and it becomes a flashy top notch casino. I still believe I could change it to a palace by trying to add a few columns at the entrance, but just increase the level of detail/casino quality.

I move on to the next building's entrance, which I recognize as some sort of amusement area. There's a distant dream memory also at work. Since I don't feel I'll get anywhere further with the palace, I eagerly get in, looking forward to having some fun. At this point I remember a dream where I took a super cool ride at a place that looked like this and become very excited. The lobby of the place where they sell the tickets is visitor empty, there's just the guy that sells the tickets, a girl that will ride with me and a male DC. The tall male DC next to my right is accompanying me to the cashier and I get a number of false memories and begin to have romance thoughts about him.

The DC at the desk gives me weird instructions of how to properly hold to the cart and my behavior while next to the girl that's also taking the ride. She is new, so I have to be careful. Bla bla, my lucidity level is dropping. I go to the girl and we wait to be let in to the ride but the dream finally fades and I wake up.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #166: The Melatonin Tunnels

I'm walking along an underground tunnel that looks a bit like a subway station. For some reason, melatonin is tightly and suspiciously regulated in this world and I've just gotten the license to take some. I'm vaguely aware that I hope this will make me have a lucid dream.

I'm passing by a bunch of ticket windows where old, serious-looking men stare out at me. I'm nervous that I've done something wrong, but I'm so excited about my melatonin privileges that I don't worry too much about it.

I see Wife up ahead and I wave hugely to her. She looks a little embarrassed by how excited I am. "I took some melatonin!" I shout to her.

"Very good, sweetie," she says in a much quieter voice, cutting her eyes from side to side in embarrassment. I'm very excited about the possibility of a lucid, which makes me realize that I'm having one right now.

I say something to Wife indicating that it worked and she nods, smiling slightly. She leads me down the tunnel through a door into what looks like a cafeteria with folding tables laid out. Wife's extremely purposeful and is taking me through what seems to be a mandatory process, so I go with it. We stop at a table and there's some kind of form we're supposed to fill out. But Wife just briefly lays her hand down on the form, leaving a little Wife hand-print on there and she's apparently all done. I do the same and we move past the table.

We pass through a doorway into a room that looks a little like my new office. Waiting to greet us near a desk is an attractive woman in her late 20s, Asian, with glasses and a vaguely librarian sort of look. She says a few things about melatonin, showing us a piece of metal pipe where melatonin apparently grows naturally and can be harvested from. She's very friendly and cute and I begin vaguely wondering whether she and Wife would be interested in any sexytime.

The line moves on before I can figure this out, though, and we proceed into a tunnel of stone blocks. As we're walking along, the tunnel becomes crowded with a flood of running girls and young women, all chattering excitedly and moving toward a huge wicker basket that's sitting in the center of a nearby room. The girls elbow roughly past me as they move toward whatever's in that basket, and I become incredibly curious about what's in there.

By the time I get to the basket, Wife has disappeared into the crowd. The basket is filled with little handheld video game consoles, so I grab one. I work my way out through the crowd of girls as they continue pulling these little handhelds out of this apparently-bottomless basket, each of them running off excitedly as they grab one.

I stare at my little handheld and it comes on. There's a picture of a cartoonish lizard with its tongue sticking out. The text on the screen keeps shifting, but it seems to be accusing me of breaking some kind of game rule. The word choice is so strange and keeps shifting so much that it's hard to be sure. I assume that the problem is that this handheld is for girls and dudes are not supposed to use it. But too bad, I got one, it's my dream, and I'm playing it.

The screen shifts to the image of a handful of deer playing in a gently-flowing stream. It looks like a beautiful scene and I get the sense that it's taking place somewhere high in the hills. I remember Nyx and Xanous talking about moving into the image of a television so I bring the handheld super close to my face and try to make myself a part of the scene.

No matter what I do, though, I can't seem to get rid of the border that defines the edge of the screen. The image is up close and very vivid but that border starts driving me nuts. I really try this for a while. I feel like I'm close but know that I'm not getting some part of what I ought to be doing and the dream ends before I can figure it out.

00:00 Wednesday 2013-11-20

00:20 3mg tablet melatoninn

00:56 bedtime

03:52

1) playing a big tennis match, approaching court, I'll need sunscreen because it wil be hot. I was also checking my supply of water, the match may come down to to lasts longer in the hot conditions I think. Going down steps into the court area the courts are inside, the floor is red and rubbery. The courts are crowded along the fences they're full of people. The floor is covered in pingpong balls and lots of other stuff, the more I look the more I see, I'm trying to sweep away the ping pong balls and tennis balls and junk from the court. I see the corner from the court, brushing them off of the singles border up towards the net. One of the organizers (they're young boys) says "yes that's right, just sweep them away, there's some room down there you could put those balls down there on the other side. " I think this is stupid why should I have to do this. HEad back to the fence behind me, they say "we ran out of chairs because we ordered them from we forgot te tell them that this school had ramps" so they couldn't get the ordered chairs to the courts. No room for people to sit. View outside, why school with ramps, it's because it's a school for people in wheelchairs, I see young people in wheelchairs rolling towards the courts outside in the daytime. There are rolling hills outside with the paths and there are some pretty girls in wheelchairs rolling towards the courts. They're preening and making suggestive poses with their arms in order to attract boys at the tennis match.

A group of young people sitting down at a table drinking. One young man is deeply in love with one of the girls and said "I touched the lights" and laughing about it, but he was also sad. The girl just liked him as a friend.

A very drunk guy with a fat moony face. He was trying in vain to get directions from a subway cahier. It was like a scene from a candid camera comedy show. He kept asking questions and never got answers to the questions. He was there all night long trying to get the cashier to answer some question, any question, at the end he was asking about some sport from California and she answered "well I don't know anything about that."

07:02

2) touching moment, PT big hug, feel his scratch cheek against mine. Service for his parent's passing away? Down a ski path into the snow, find a buried bit with all of the T family's buried gold. I have to bring things back to them, there's a big truck to dig up the things in the pit. More detail forgotten.

F1) in a dorm room trying to choose the right bed. It's fun to be in a big room full of people, but then I realize that sleep is more important so it's better to be in a room by yourself.

10:03 haven't slept to this REM cycle in about a week or more, probably the melatonin helping

3) Old poignant memories. In my old house where children grew up. Petted my deceased dog L, I knew I could do this because it was a dream (not lucid!). He purred like a cat, and I "remembered" that he could do that. "In dreams you can even smell things" so I tried smelling him but I didn't sense anything. I walked away from him weeping and sobbing because I missed him so much. Looking through a hole in our fence in our yard blasted wide open. I was confused how that could have happened. "Realized" that it must have been the wind (In WL very windy a few days ago), I imagined going to the hardware store, buying wood planks, and sawing them to size and nailing them. I imagined stepping through the hole in the fence into the neighbor's yard and stepping on to a spider web. It was a long-deserted house.

I'm in bed with my wife. We're getting naked (I'm taking off my pants) and getting ready for sex but she didn't want to she said our son will hear us because he's coming home soon. She was lying naked on top of me. It was enjoyable. Instead of blankets we're lying under wood/lumber plank which were wet and black.

Saw my young (3-4 years old) children sitting at a table with red placemats. I thought they could do their homework at this table.

Upstairs, in another room, a strange destroyed piece of furniture. At first it appeared to be a glass topped dining table and the frame holding the glass seemed to be damanged. Looking closer at it there is a space underneath the glass and a wooden bottom. There are lots of things in there, like some mechanism, but it is damaged. I ask "what happened to the piano? How did it get like that". The table is a shell meant to hold the piano, which is a separate construct now visible just beyond the table.

In parent's house, S2 is sitting at the top of the stairs to the basement, with his back facing down the stairs, he could have fallen backwards, I say "A, don't sit like that because you could fall down the stairs bump-bump-bump-bump and fall off. You should always sit sideways." He turns sideways and places his hands in the crack between the door and the frame, I say "don't get your fingers pinched in the door."

Children are being really cute. I felt like I missed them being that age. They were running around lightly bumping their heads into things and saying "bimp! bump!" They're doing it on purpose. S2 was stretching and moving in the way of a baby. My wife starts to say "you can really learn a lot from..." and I thought she was going to say "the way a child moves" but she didn't say that.

I wanted to see S2, he said something really cute (forgot it), I say, "A, come here!", he says "Daddy, why are you sad?" I say "I'm not sad!"

Neck hurt all night long. Probably because I slept on stomach previous morning with head at bad angle on pillow.
3 wakings with pretty good recall each time.

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00:00 Saturday 2013-11-16

01:06 bit less than half of a 3mg tab of melatonin

01:24 bedtime (wife very noisy, tossing, turning, sighing, well past 02:00)

Could feel the melatonin kick in, adding a gentle push / deeper sense of wanting to sleep. Pleased with the experience will probably use again. Didn't get me immediately to sleep though because of wife noise.

07:09 earlier awakenings with recall but no will to record didn't want to bother wife.

1) in a house, my hosue, we're selling it, we're showing it, a black couple is looking at it, there is a price on a sign saying about $5,000,000. I wonder if they'll pay that much for this house. They don't say it's junky but they're not impressed, I say "it has lots of personality, the former owner changed a lot and didn't maybe didn't paint it outside for a long time but the construction was all excellent and pure quality construction. I look at the exterior walls and see some need paint badly. We're in a sort of barn-like covered but exposed to the outside area. I showed where a place had been cut with a saw line and had never been corrected (as an example of funky coolness), the lookers smile, there was alittle room outside, walked outside to garden. THey asked about the separate room, we had a separate room up on the street, I said it was fully zoned and permitted as an official extra room, it has its own hot water heater so you can take long hot showers (imagine being in a hot shower). It's up a long stairway up to the street. We're going up and there's an old woman they bump into her and say excuse me (current resident of room?)

In a room with wife going to bed, very large room with columns, she's going to bed I'm turning off lights, I'm at light switches on the other side of this large room I can't see the bed well from where I'm standing I'm flicking switches but they're not all turning off properly wife says no they're still on "it's getting too bright", she gets impatient and goes to another switch and turns them off and smirks "that's all you had to do". I say I can't see the bed from here. Go back to her at the bed. There's a dumbell on the floor, I start doing bicep curls, my arms are well-built and well-defined the biceps are bulging nicely as I do the bent-over curls. Right arm then left arm. Then S2 (current age) comes in. I say "show us your super duper biceps" dumbell is nautilus-shaped. Wife says you should take out your teeth. Son takes out fake teeth thing and it's covered with food and wife is trying to fit it into her mouth and I'm disgusted by this.

In a ChDw house, in the garden there were herbs and I wanted to have a house with a nice garden. There was a flower stand with a large fake blue bird.

In one room while walking through the house with the lookers there's a barn-like weight-room with weight sets made from
chains.

Thinking about email address of ChDw and my usual usernames at companies

2) weird exposition: Russian gala presentation like a giant float, 100 yards long and 40-50 yards wide and 40 yards tall, made up of many sections, each section very long but narrow and not very wide like a french fry. These sections are stacked about 5 high on top of each other. Each section has wire fence material on the sides and the floor. Huge things are popping up from the sections, colorful (animals?). There were children inside these sections, there were technical difficulties. Colored yellow on top? Boys in these sections talking to each other. Something is not working right. There were people coming up and handing flowers to the people inside, there was a little girl who got excited and started peeing a bit and she started crying a man comes and picks her up to comfort her.
At the beginning of the presentation there were rows of Russian girls with numbers on their backs like atheletes, I pull up these numbers over one of the girl's head.

3) at parent's house, with dad, like in the dining room, I go to give him a warm hug, he does a quick backslapping hug then gives a longer hug. Go through a door with him, like out on to the deck (but it was a room), I think a glass of wine would be nice, mother is in there (both are younger), they both start singing happy birthday, there are glasses of champagne in there, I'm happy.

07:09 MILD based off of house scene

08:42 can't get back to sleep, take 2nd (larger) half of 3mg melatonin, WBTB

10:49 voice recorder fail. don't think there were dreams? about 30-45 seconds.

12:52
4) getting my backpack, tent, orange inflatable ground pad, sleeping back from a bag / box stored in a room/closet, I'm really happy to get them, "yay!". My old baseball glove is in there. From CrLe? I put on the glove it's not my old glove, I look further and see my actual old glove. It's a bag from a sports club, there are raggedly half-chess boards nailed to the end of a platform, there are old rowboat oars. There's a strange (harp-like?) musical instrument with tons of long wire/strings, each wire has an individual tuning button and I start pressing them all to adjust all the strings, then I think I have to leave and ask someone to unpress all of these tuning buttons to return them to their original position. There's a weird version of my instrument and I realize the real version is in my parent's house so I have to go get it to give a demonstration.

Meeting with young folks to help me get my stuff but they're drug dealers so they're hurrying, they're European I say I speak Francais and Anglais (and something else) going down some steps then up to the circle, there's a car there I say let's get in car, they don't want to. The gray car starts peeling out and turning around, we have to get into the house before the car turns all the way around and the people inside can see us. We're diving for the stairs down the left side of the house on the ground, turn around as me make it to see if they see us, think we make it. There's a stoplight ahead of us. Concerned that if we stop here we'll be seen. Go through come around to other side of house think I have to get through the sliding glass door to get inside.

13:00 melatonin in the morning is probably a bad idea, I feel pretty groggy, but I was desperate to get back to sleep for more dreams later (I knew it would be several hours perhaps before REM). Didn't seeem to help much getting back to sleep even though I did feel its effects I think.

Much more time passes when I'm trying to get to sleep than what it feels like, probably 4-5x more than what it feels like. 1.5 hours feels like 20-30 minutes. It doesn't feel like I'm falling asleep and re-waking up but it's possible, as there are tiny moments of discontinuity which may be me falling asleep into non-REM sleep.

This was one of the more recent lucid dreams I have had after not trying to LD for many years.
I awoke in my bed but my body felt heavy. I noticed all the symptoms of sleep paralysis that I knew. I was in my room but there was an ambient light that was brighter than what I normally had. I opened my eyes to see a somewhat double vision and noticed that I could'nt move at all. I noticed that the double vision I saw was of one side of my face as if I was cross eyed. At the time I didn't realize that it was impossible for that to happen. I closed one eye and then the other to make sure that it was double vision. When I closed my right eye the double vision part where I could see my face dissapeared and in my left eye which was open there was only a faint sign of the double vision part of my face that I could see which was of my left eye and some of my right eye, as well as my nose and mouth. Where my eyes should have been there was skin that stretched over like a sheet, going down a further distance than my eyes should have taken up. Again I tried to move but I wasn't able to. I remembered how one could change a sleep paralysis experience into a positive one by making it a somewhat out of body experience so I tried and achieved this by feeling as if I was floating.
When I started floating I went up into the air vertically then moved sideways until I crashed out of my window and slowly traveled up into the night sky. I could see the stars, but in my head I somewhat knew that it wasn't possible nor plausible that I was doing it correctly so suddenly so before I could reach that far into the sky I was sucked back into my room, still in my sleep paralysis state, except this time I was mch closer to the edge of my bed. I tried to move but coudl'nt and instead made a small jerking movement that made me slip off the side of my bed onto the ground, where I layed. I thought that I had a false awakening because I was on my bed again in the same position, and close to the side. I fell off of it again as I tried to move around like the first time.
This time, while lying on the ground, I tried to have an OBE and once again floated up from the spot I was at and crashed out the window. I came out of it much quicker this time than the first, and ended up again inside of my room. I felt as if I was no longer in sleep paralysis and realized I was already up on my feet. I surveyed the room to find that my bed was fully made, and that it had a dark brown blanket on it, as well as the pillows were all neatly arranged on the left side of my bed, leaning on the wall. It was at this point that I realized that I was dreaming, because I never make my bed, and that wasn't my blanket or pillows. I did my reality check by writing the letter A on my left hand with my right, and it felt as if I was digging into it with a nail. I also only had two fingers on my left hand. I said to myself "I am awake, I am awake" and proceeded to push both of my hands together in a praying motion to see if they would go through each other like I have read. They did, and as I was about to go about the dream I woke up in my real bed.

Post 2/2 for 16th of Sept

LD2: this dream/dreams have been going on forever, with lots of scene changes and it has been very hard to recover it.

I am in our old bathroom and the B6 woman is here again. We get into a fight again, I squeeze some shampoo in her eyes.

A lucid scene here I can't remember, I am examining my hands and think how normal and real they look, even though I know it's a dream.

I look out the window of this place where I believe I live and see a familiar city. I have some thoughts that I wasn't able to fulfill my goals because I always get stuck in these rooms and I need to go outdoors to make it work better.

I fly outside, but my flight is kind of bad and I end up in a river/marsh. I am on the surface, then sinking down as I wonder what to do. I give myself instructions about what to think and how to modify the terrain below me and there are some changes, but on the whole it doesn't work as it's supposed to and I continue sinking. All kinds of sensations (including void-like) as I feel submerged yet my head is above the water.

I think this must have ended with the void.

I just remember that am in a car with bf and a blonde woman with short hair. She reminds me of an actress. I turn my back on the road and sit on top of the the woman, facing her, then look around. I notice the color of her clothes, blue and green. Really nice colors and fit her very well. I can also see that now I am wearing the same blue shirt as her. The next moment, the woman offers to do some sexy things on me and after a short thought I find the strength to refuse. I concentrate on the phone task and get a phone from one of them. I press the dial button and listen. Immediately a random guy answers, eager for a conversation. I know he's not the right person, so I tell him wrong number and attempt to hang up but he tries to convince me it is the right number. He also says some funny stuff I can't recall.

I take a moment to think that this dream has been going on for a while and I am already forgetting some parts.

At some point, there is some sort of funny nonsensical text on the phone that now turns to some other object, that I try to memorize and temporary do, but as I try to read it again all the letters change.

I can't remember what happened, but now I am in this place, like a large appartment, with lots of DCs all around, mostly representing people I know. I am still trying to call Xanous, have another phone in my hand and I struggle with the phone book. You could say that my lucidity level drops as all kinds of false memories emerge and I am trying not to show I care in front of the people that know me.

For some reason I believe that I have Xanous' real number, that he has given me his real number. I also see some photos of the blue bedsheets of his kid, some toys and other stuff I can't remember. This is on some sort of TV screen now and I am using a remote control (or is it the phone?) to try to navigate the menu and just get to the number and hide from my friends that I have been given all this info.

I finally get the right number, press the dial key and listen. For a while nobody picks up and then the voice mail turns on and I can hear Xanous' voice. He says something briefly and then there's lots of music and sounds as I nervously wait for what seems like forever to be able to leave a message.

I start a long speech from which I remember the first and last sentences.

"Hey Xanous, I made it, I am calling you from a dream. ....

Do you know how hard it has been to keep this super long dream going, pick up."

My voice changes as I speak. I finally exhaust myself with the speech and end the conversation. I look outside and think that now that I am done calling Xanous, I can move to the next task, Angel Falls. It feels like my determination to make that call has been the key factor holding this dream together for a such an great amount of time and now it slowly begins to fade and I wake up.

Date: 16th Sept

Pre bed: 3mg mel

WBTB: 26 mg caffeine (capp.)

Comment: post 1/2 for 16th of Sept. Way behind with updating, trying to keep these post as efficient as possible.

Micro-ld: In my first room, at some point in the dream, I make a call to this woman in the administration and discuss some things with her.

I am in the room and moving in a strange manner, float gliding on the floor and know that this is a dream. I keep on moving around like this but then see the B6 bitch and for some reason assume that she is real. I get totally distracted by what she says and lose 99 percent of my lucidity. We start fighting, bitting and scratching each other. While we are fighting, I keep contemplating, how could I know that this is a dream, she looks so much like her real self.

LD1: I find myself on the street of my hometown and happily remark that this is a dream. I see this guy I know and his friends and think about a song I want to make them sing. I make a few movements with my hands to control the guys like a conductor and get some results but when I listen more closely, they seem to talk more than sing and are slightly out of sync. Then from somewhere I can hear the Manu Chao song (which is a mix of many similar songs) play loudly from somewhere. The sound is absolutely fantastic and I am thinking about how cool listening to a song like this in a dream is. I can hold my concentration on the music for a while and then it stops. I see my friend, still euphoric I greet her and think about interacting with her, but then decide to leave the memory of her alone. I feel the dream is fading.

A classmate of mine appears and I decide to hold on to him for stabilization. I embrace him. He is wearing a T-shirt similar to that of bf. He puts his hands around my waist and then moves one hand to my butt. I feel that this may quickly escalate to something else as I have a moment of sexy feelings. I look at his face, his lips. But no! I have been thinking about this lately (very annoyed with myself), so no! We are just hugging, I concentrate on that and make the sexy feeling go away. I still enjoy the moment, it is like as if we are about to dance to this soft music that I can almost hear at the background. Then I feel a drop of water on my hand and look around to see that it is starting to rain. Absolutely amazing effect, I think to myself. I am still in the same position, in his embrace, pretending to be stabilizing and examine his well shaped arm, notice his tan and the (sorry guys) flawless soft golden hairs. And as if taking in all this detail isn't enough, I can suddenly see his chest expanding and it dawns on me that he is breathing like a normal person. I find his breathing extremely fascinating, due to the fact that this is a dream, and also as I ponder how my subcon has created so much life like detail this time. I must be really immersed in the dream, I think to myself.

Unfortunately, I am taking too much time in this state of awe and feel the dream starts to fade again. I remember I wanted to make a call and look around. There is another DC to my left, similar to another classmate. I also think about my classmate who's holding me. These DCs must have a phone with them. But before I can do anything else the dream totally fades and I wake up.

Am I down-hearted? Nope. With every setback I've so far discovered another avenue of exploration. I had one small memorable dream + a potentially good one about a holiday camp...and I overdid "remembering" again and fell back to sleep.

7.00 ish I'm sitting on a chaise-longue with a group of people and we all had our legs outstretched and pointing towards a fireplace. The woman next to me put one of her legs on top of mine...then the other. That's it...it's not much, but it's enough for me...

I keep a record of the stuff I eat. Food must play a part in how we dream...else how would we get our main source of melatonin in the winter? On both lucid nights I had blueberries, coleslaw and a small coffee when I WBTB. I very rarely eat coleslaw and I've been missing out the coffee, the past few nights...in case it's been contributing to the difficulty in quickly going back to sleep

People my age tend to be deficient in melatonin but I'm reluctant to take too many substitutes because there are known health-risks. My age-group is likely to be the group who should perhaps sway their diet towards certain foodstuffs because we are most likely to be deficient in certain things that perhaps aid LD. Sour cherries are a good source.

Sour cherries are a new super-food (and, of course big business know this and they're relatively expensive and fairly difficult to get in the UK) Anthocyanins are the likely "helpful" ingredient. Fruits and vegetables rich in anthocyanins include blueberry, cranberry, bilerry, red raspberry,blackberry; blackcurrant, cherry, Concord and muscadine grape, red cabbage, and violet petals (you can eat violet petals! look out neighbours, I'll be like a rampant sheep) Stuff the cherries, most of these are cheaper...especially neighbours violets...I'll eat 'em in-situ

Coleslaw is presumably beta-Carotene. (again caution needed re amounts) Includes cantaloupe, mangoes papayas, carrots and yams. spinach, kale and superfruit Vietnamese Gac (10 times higher than carrots, for example.) I'll be out looking for Vietnamese neighbours...and definitely coleslaw's on the menu boys!

Most of my blather can be read elsewhere on this site anyway,. Ever onwards...

Everything You Need to Know About Foods High in Melatonin

I don't have a specific dream to write down, as I haven't slept for the longest time ever. Buuuuuuuuuuuut, for the past few months, I've been dreaming of aliens/abductions/ufos more and more. And this past week, I've probably had 6 alien-related dreams. I don't know why either, because I stopped watching sci-fi alienzzsozoz shows. I did see two UFO IRL since spring, though. All the other times I thought I saw UFO (as in before these last two), I always thought they were stars, or I was too high, too drunk, or just seeing random BS. The last two I saw were very clear and I was almost fully aware of what was happening around me. It changed me a bit. Now, I have this mental belief that the aliens are trying to contact me because I'm having these dreams, being able to see UFO's, and other lame stuff. But it really just could be my brain forcing that idea onto me, making me think aliens really want to contact me, when they really don't. Mannnnnnnnn, I feel dumber and dumber by the hour. Maybe it's time I get some sleep.

OH, I experimented with melatonin. I had 10mg tabs and 1/4ths, 1/2s, 2, 5, and 15. I will write down what resulted from each dose:

1/4ths - Put me to sleep, and I usually stayed asleep for around 4-5 hours.
1/2s - Put me to sleep, but I woke up every 2-3 hours.
2 - Knocked me out, but I woke up every 2-3 hours.
5 - Knocked me out, and I woke up within an hour.
15 - Knocked me out, woke up 3 hours later, I think, andndndnd gave me a migraine, andddjadaafag I didn't sleep for 48+ hours after that.

In all of those, my dreams stayed as vivid as they normally were. Ever since I stopped taking melatonin, I've been getting cartoony dreams, with a lot of oranges, reds, blues, and greens.

OH, I've also been dreaming of this school with a very deep basement with a lot of stairs that I run down and almost get murdered in. I've had dreams of that same place three times now. And another type of dream I've had twice now, of this obstacle race in some weird dark jungley place with stairs and diseased walls... the fuck is wrong with me?

I'm recovering from an illness so it was a coughing, uncomfortable, rough night. I finally had to take 1.5 mg of melatonin to tip myself into sleep at around 4 am to get this LD (which explains the melatonin reference in the dream.) Given all that, I'm really pleased to have gotten lucid. I just wish I'd gotten more than 4 hours of sleep!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #75: Floodlights

Wife and I are staying in a hotel room and having some disagreement about the use of melatonin in cooking and laundry. She tells me that she will never bake melatonin into bread or use it to wash our towels. Peeved, I hide around the corner out of sight, and sulk about how unreasonable this ban on melatonin baking is.

Then we're in bed trying to fall asleep. I roll over to my right side and find that there's a hammer in bed with us! I think about how horrible it would be if REM atonia malfunctioned and one of us had some kind of combat dream. (I've had a vague but long-standing fear of REM behavior disorder since I was pretty young.) I'm pissed that the hotel staff has left this in our bed and I get up, deciding that I have to get rid of this hammer.

I slide the hammer flat along the floor and throw it into the hallway through the gap under the door. It spins round and round then clonks into the wall on the opposite end of the hall. It suddenly seems ludicrous to me that the hammer would fit under the door like that and I become lucid.

Vividness looks good, so I'm excited. I head for the window of the hotel room, passing two more double beds on the way out. (It occurs to me that the bed I was just in was crammed into the kitchen nook.) As I approach the window, I notice that a four-foot metallic cube is shoved against the wall. It's vibrating ever-so-slightly and there's a strange voice coming out of it saying something about "Orcs Must Die!" (I played this game before going to bed.) I think that the voice is telling me to "insert a coin". I'm really interested in this but I start feeling confused. Worried for my stability, I turn away from the cube and turn my attention back to the window and my goals.

I want to make my way to Angel Falls for Task of the Year, so I plan to phase through the glass. I halfheartedly try to push through it, but I know that I'm doing it wrong and my hand is stopped at the window. I struggle to remember what I'm supposed to do. Oh right -- the glass isn't even there. Just do what you want. I simply walk outside into the night, paying no attention to the glass, and find myself standing on a ledge looking out over a nighttime city scene, many stories off of the ground.

I don't feel like I can Hulk-jump from this tiny ledge, so I allow myself to rise up to get a better look at the city. I'm high up now, and I see a distant tower topped by a turning searchlight, clearly visible in the night sky. It intrigues me, but I decide to stick with Task of the Year. After floating upward for a while, I land on the hotel roof. I look to the sky above me and see a strange array of floodlights shining down on me like I'm in the middle of a sports arena. The lights are blindingly bright and my vision first goes completely white, then fades to black.

For some reason, I don't think of readying myself for DEILD but instead become fixated on asking the dream scene a question. While I'm fiddling around, everything collapses around me.

So, I decided to do another ridiculous supplement test this time. I took 80 mg of melatonin at 9 PM, and I washed it down with thin mints, for good measure. The result was interesting. First of all, my first dream of the night was lucid. That's pretty odd, especially considering the melatonin... not that I really mind. For the rest of the night I noticed that nothing overly trippy happened, except that all of the dream scenes were very, very vivid and had mostly bizarre video game themes. I was also a bit delirious whenever I woke up, which caused me to lose one or two dreams from memory before being able to write them down, so I actually had quite a few dreams this night. And I could've had even more, but I had to wake up early again, so....

#1 - I've Yet To Make This One Work >:T [DILD]

I remember being at a school and walking down a hallway somehow having control over what was playing on the intercom, and I was using it to mess with someone by blasting loud music whenever they started talking. Eventually I got to the class I was walking to and became lucid. I wasn't incredibly aware though, because I kept texting my friend N throughout it, and I can't remember what we were talking about now. At first I just stabilized a bit, and then I kept trying to summon a joint or a pipe into someone's hands so we could smoke, but it never worked. Eventually I just sat down next to one of the guys there and started cuddling with him, but soon afterward I woke up.

And yes, let it be noted that 80 mg of melatonin was not enough to stop me from waking up several times throughout the night.

#2 - Dream Fragment [Non-Lucid]

I think I was playing as a video game character, or maybe meeting one, who was super violent and was accused of attacking someone over one thousand times "outside of battle"...? Or something like that, and I believe there was a scythe involved too, but it's hard to remember exactly.... I almost lost this one, I just barely was able to grab ahold of the memory.

#3 - Bobolo [Non-Lucid]

I was trying to help my cousin K with a school paper based on some kiddie game website called Bobolo that was specifically about some kind of disease or diseases, and I was slowly realizing that this topic wasn't really going to be usable to make a very good paper, but I didn't want to point that out to her because I felt bad that her paper was due the next day. What I remember of the website I could most quickly compare to Maple Story, but I wouldn't say it was exactly like that. There was also some set of medical record scans that I was able to unlock and look at at one point, but I wasn't able to make our what any of them said.

#4 - I Would Definitely Play This Game [Non-Lucid]

I was with my cousin G, who was living at some kind of trailer house I'm unfamiliar with with his immediate family now. We were in his room and I was playing some video game with pretty strange maps. I'm fairly certain that the way I was walking around and the character I was using were based on Phantasy Star Online, but the maps had colored grid squares with area effects that were very clearly (I even remember thinking it at the time) based on geo panels from the Disgaea series. The way the character jumped also reminds me of a Mario game thinking back on it now, but not enough to say it was based on that. I was excited about something on it, but I can't remember what now, and then I logged off and talked to G about watching kids do something pointless (the conversation is pretty hazy in my memory), and then I left the house. I got in my car and started trying to figure out how to get home while blasting some really crazy dubstep song which actually sounded pretty badass, but just as I was starting to find my way the dream faded.

At this point I woke up and, after I got out of my mildly hypnotic state, my libido was running pretty strong. I rolled over and started basically molesting my body pillow for a minute, but I tried to do this passively so the energy would wear off and I could fall asleep again. Eventually I started drifting and had some light hypnagogia, I think of some text or something? I didn't make note of it, so it's hard to remember. And the same with not long after, I rolled over and had more hallucinations, I think it was some kind of ladder pattern running horizontal across my vision, or something... but then my mom came in and woke me up because I have stuff do. Ah, well. Not a bad night.

I have been completely swamped for the past few days, but I've still been trying to remember my dreams and smoke less before going to bed. So here's what I got from the last four nights.

Feb. 18

I want to say that I took 50 mg of zinc a few hours before bed and 10 mg of melatonin at bedtime for this. I think it was this night....

Almost Like A Lucid.... [Non-Lucid]

This dream was long and I don't remember a lot of the build up to it, but I do recall that around when my memory comes in I had the perception that I was viewing something that had happened earlier in the dream again from a different perspective, like I had gone back in time to watch it. I'm not sure if this event had actually happened earlier or not, but it sure felt like it did. I was standing in front of a building in some downtown area watching a crowd of people walk through the front doors, and among them was the past me. I also saw this girl walking not too far from me and decided to possess her, but she got into the building before I could get up to her. I easily rewound time and caught her before she went in again and entered her body. Then I just kept walking into the building to see what all the fuss was about. The inside looked just like some kind of mini-mart like a 7-Eleven but maybe just a little bit fancier. As I walked around I started thinking about some imaginary superhero story I was apparently making, specifically in relation to the villain. I had an idea about how to start them out with something like mind reading or telepathy and move it up to body possession through some kind of power increase, but I can't remember exactly what it was now. At that point the dream became a little less vivid and I shot forward through the wall (smoothly phased) and started flying over the field I was next to, since this place was now a stop on a highway out in the middle of nowhere, and as I was admiring it I woke up.

Feb. 19

I'm fairly certain I took a 10 mg melatonin here, too.

#1 - I'm Sure He Can Handle It [Non-Lucid]

I was hanging out with my friend N when we somehow became aware of the fact that our mutual friend R (who I met N through) had been taken hostage somewhere. We were in a house that I believe somewhat resembles my aunt and uncles' old house from like fifteen years ago, but I barely remember it. I decided to call his cell phone to see if he could pick up, but his voice message had been changed to some guy with a really heavy British accent talking about how we had reached some kind of game development company or something. I tell N that he must have been taken hostage by British criminals who had changed his message so that they could pretend to be a legit company and no one would know to save him, and that we have to go rescue him right away, but added that "I still have a class to go to today. " I turned my head and saw a TV with a commercial playing in the corner of the room. The audio to it was talking about something along the lines of making your own robot, but all the video was showing was a guy wrapping himself in plastic and trying to mold it to make armor out of it. I instantly feel that R might've seen this commercial too and had the same idea, and so he may already have been able to escape on his own.

#2 - Lucid Dreaming Tutorial [Non-Lucid]

The main thing I remember about this dream is walking around the park by my house with my mom and coming across these kids, like three or four boys around eight to ten years old if I remember correctly. They asked me how to fly in a lucid dream so I showed them, though I did something totally different than I actually do in a lucid (which this was not), which was like this multiple jumping thing kind of like in a Mario game. Despite thinking that this was my normal routine, I could tell that it felt really odd as I was doing it, though I didn't know why. However, I still did manage to fly, but they didn't quite understand my method. I just told them I'd see them again some time and teach them more later on, because I guess I was busy at the moment.

#3 - Dream Fragment [Non-Lucid]

I was giving someone recommendations and tips about which Nippon Ichi Software game to play.

Feb. 20

Poor Judgment Calls [Non-Lucid]

I didn't actually write this one down, so my memory of it is kind of faint now. Basically what I remember is that first I was at my house with my cousin K, then something involving Marona from Phantom Brave happened (I think she might have been my cousin at first that turned into her?), and then I was with JB, this guy I used to hang out with who was pretty sociopathic. We were in my room and my parents kept bothering us, and we were trying to get them to leave us alone so we could have sex (eep ). We never got them to go away before I woke up, though.

Feb. 21

#1 - I Wonder What It Was.... [Non-Lucid]

The part of this dream before my recall really kicks in was at a store, but that's about all I can remember about it. What I do remember is being at a family party at my house, and everyone was gathered in the living room to congratulate this guy I don't recognize for doing something.... I'm not sure what it was, but I know that I felt that either I deserved it or at least he didn't deserve it, or something along those lines. I was being sort of rude and went to the kitchen to sulk alone because I couldn't stand to be in the room for all that, but at one point the guy came in and tried to make me feel better and I started just trying to get over it. My cousin A walked in and started saying something about these bowls of grapes and cherry tomatoes that were sitting on the counter by me and managed to squeeze some open and wear them on the tips of her fingers just to be funny, and then they sort of just absorbed into her fingertips and disappeared and she left. >___> I turned around and my friend M's mom was there too, for some reason (it didn't even look like her, I just perceived that that's who she was). She started telling me about where she grew up, but I don't recall anything she was saying. The dream sort of shifted as it was falling apart, and I got a third-person flash of a Facebook page where someone was telling this girl A that I met recently that she was beautiful and an inspiration to everyone, and then I woke up.

#2 - If Only This Worked In Real Life [Non-Lucid]

I was driving around with some random guy and Linkzelda, and I was trying to show the guy how to get to our imaginary school campus by following Link's directions. At one point we parked and me and the random guy got out of the car at this apartment complex, and this guy who I somehow immediately knew was Jewish came up to us begging for help. He had a gun and said he had run out of bullets for it and was being chased by a group of people, and there was some situation with more guns in an apartment upstairs. The guy that we were showing the campus decided to be a hero and ran off to that upstairs place, and the Jewish guy ran off frightened as he saw the group of people coming after him again. At that moment I realized that they might see me if I'm not careful, so I started whispering to myself "I'm not here, I'm not here...." and getting into a meditative state. I dropped the perception of my body and started floating up away from the scene, but then I looked down at one of the guys running by and got sucked into his body. The dream jumped around a little and I was in some hazy perception of something about a guy and some really attractive woman with guns, but it's so blurry that I can't really recall what was going on now.... And that's the last thing that happened before I woke up.

Final thoughts.... I'm noticing a definite increase in the amount of dream control techniques I employ in non-lucids these days. And it's not just from the examples shown here, it's been happening more and more lately. I wonder if it's because of the way I try to drop awareness in lucids anyway and just run with it; maybe I simply recognize the similar state of mind and use it without acknowledging what it implies?